Chapter 1350: The Sun Sets in the West and the Clouds Turn Red, Pan Xian Cuts Down the Tree to Prove His Sainthood

Gongyang Mountain is located in the south of Yujing City.

In fact, this place is no longer close to Kyoto.

It is located in the Qilin Realm, one of the 132 realms in the Central Region.

This realm is named after the ancient mythical beast "Qilin" that was rumored to have been born in this place. It is more than 108,000 miles away from Yujing City.

One realm, one life. It is difficult for a poor person to travel one circle in his lifetime.

For ordinary people to travel between two realms, they have to use a cross-realm teleportation array.

Just like the East Region, 99% of people only know the East Heaven Realm in their lives, and they may never walk out of even one East Heaven King City.

The Qilin Realm is also very large.

It is actually closer to Siling Mountain.

Except for Zhan Dao and Taixu, ordinary people have to go to the teleportation array in a proper manner to cross.

Gongyang Mountain lies in the center of the Qilin Realm.

From a bird's eye view, this mountain is like a full moon bow, sitting north and facing south, with dragon heads leaning east and west, leaving only a gap in the south.

It is like a bloody mouth that is trying to open its mouth, trying to swallow everything south of the mountain. The only gap in the south is the entrance to the Four Symbols Secret Realm.

When the space channel is opened, it will emit light. From a distance, this is the double dragon playing with a pearl.

If someone comes to the entrance of the southern Four Symbols Secret Realm and stands there, and has the leisure to look far away, they can see the two most famous peaks of Gongyang Mountain:

"Lingfeng" and "Jiaofeng"!

Above the moving average of the mountain range, such two peaks protrude, the arc pierces the sky, and the steepness even falls to the north at the tip, forming a natural cliff.

Looking flat from the perspective of a giant, these are two huge goat horns.

The creation is mysterious and the work of nature.

The mountain is not fierce, but the name brings evil.

Gongyang Mountain comes from this.

When Xu Xiaoshou brought Han Ye and Mo Mo to teleport here, he was looking down from a high place and was also shocked by such a majestic mountain.

As soon as he lowered his head, he seemed to see Dao Qiongcang pulling the stolen evil bow from the bottom up and aiming it at him.

Through the "perception" perspective, he could also see the steep "antelope peak" and "horn peak" at the top, which could just hold the body of a violent giant.

Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his eyes, and these illusions disappeared.

"Damn, I'm too sensitive..."

Looking to the south, the entrance to the Four Symbols Secret Realm has been opened, and there are powerful guardians waiting around.

But none of the younger trialists can be seen, and they obviously went in first.

"Is there a time difference of an hour..."

"These people are really fighting hard to enter the Holy Palace."

Although Xu Xiaoshou took some time to go back to find someone.

But it can be faster than space transmission, which can only mean that these people may have heard the news a long time ago, and did not listen to the lecture at all, and have been guarding the gate of the Four Symbols Secret Realm.

Once the secret realm is opened, the trialists are immediately sent in, leading directly at the starting line!

"The Saint Palace is really generous..."

"Is he not particular about details, or did he really forget to wait for everyone to gather before opening the secret realm?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the figures gradually flying over from below, and looked at the Gongyang Mountain becoming lively, shaking his head and laughing.

If he was a trialer, he would definitely be stuck at the door at this moment, and have a good argument with the Saint Palace about the so-called "fairness of one hour", and then push it to the level of "butterfly effect".

The Saint Palace's lack of attention to details may lead to a fallen genius, and then thirty years later, he will turn evil and come back to retaliate against the Saint Palace.

Don't you understand such a simple and easy-to-understand truth?

"The breath of a semi-saint..." Mo Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting someone's random thoughts.

She held a small copper furnace in her left hand, and the red sandalwood incense was burning lightly in it. Even her voice seemed to have a little more fragrance, "There are many ways!"

Xu Xiaoshou has "hiding", and Mo Mo has the guidance of the Saint Emperor Feng Yujin and self-sealing. Once the Frost Sky Weasel wants to escape, it will be difficult for the semi-saint to detect.

The three of them stood high in the sky, stepping on the clouds, with a faint aura, and they really had the momentum of a dark boss trying to get a glimpse of the world.

The bottom of Gongyang Mountain was very lively, but no one noticed it.

"Many semi-saints?" Xu Xiaoshou turned his head and looked, "Can they sense you?"

"Absolutely impossible." Mo Mo rarely spoke with a definite answer.

"Semi-saints are not possible, but the Saint Emperor can sense my existence..." The little ferret poked its head out of Xu Xiaoshou's arms and carefully looked at Mo Mo around him.

This person was familiar and strange.

After all, she had been to Xuyue Gray Palace with him and stayed there for a month.

But what was the matter with that voice on her?

Did the Lord call her Feng Yujin?

Was it the big boss of the Black Vein?

Xiaohan shivered and dared not ask anything.

It found that it really had the physique of a "brother", whether it was in the Void Island or in the Holy God Continent.

"Is there a Holy Emperor in the Four Symbols Secret Realm? Can you sense it?" Xu Xiaoshou looked at Junior Sister Mo, whose cultivation level was rising faster than his own.

She had already slashed the Dao, and the final blow could break the void.

Or maybe it had already broken, but the power of my own was sealed, and even the "perception" could not be seen.

Mo Mo's eyelids drooped, as if she was sensing, or listening to the answer.

After a while, she stretched out her hand and caught the snowflakes falling from the sky:

"Holy Emperor, you've been here."

The little white weasel silently retracted its head into Master Shou's arms.

The snowy days in Gongyang Mountain are really cold, even the weasel in the cold weather felt the chill in its heart.

"Can you bear it?" Xu Xiaoshou patted the foreign object on his chest and noticed that Master Han was in an abnormal mood.

This guy had been imprisoned in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, and it was normal for him to be afraid of this place.

Mo Mo tilted his head and said softly:

"Master Han's dog-control device was made by the White Stomach Palace Master himself, plus its bloodline talent."

"As long as you don't collide head-on with the Holy Emperor, you can avoid perception."

The little white weasel heard the voice and slowly stretched out its head again, "Just call me Xiaohan."

After saying that, it raised its eyes to look at Master Shou, raised its little paw and assured: "Xiaohan, it's okay, I will definitely take Master Shou to find the Ranming Ruins."

Our goal this time is not just the Ranming Ruins...Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said nothing, not wanting to dampen Master Han's enthusiasm.

"Go in!"

Xu Xiaoshou randomly selected a lucky trialist below using the puppet line manipulation method.

It did not manipulate the other party, but left a barely perceptible spiritual line in its body.

After the trialist entered the Four Symbols Secret Realm, Xu Xiaoshou also read out the spatial node of its location.

It felt quite novel to be a stowaway for the first time.

My peers were still below, checking and verifying the authenticity of the identity jade card under the eyes and instruments of the Holy Palace trial officer, and then entered the secret realm through the transmission channel.

Xu Xiaoshou scratched the air with his fingernails and stepped into the crack with a smile.

He was actually also a trial participant, with an identity jade token and a rather long name: "Xiao Wanfeng, hurry up and come to the east to find me!"

But the rewards for the champions of the King City Trial should all be on Xu Xiaoji, and now no one knows where they are.

Even if Xu Xiaoji really came, Xu Xiaoshou would not dare to use it.

After all, the jade token has been confirmed to be the holy slave Xu Xiaoshou himself, and whoever uses it will die.

Mo Mo followed closely behind and stepped into the space crack.

This was not the first time she had traveled through the space fragments, and she had already achieved a calm state of mind.

After the space crack healed.

After a long time, a handsome man with a red robe casually on his shoulders and his arms and abdomen exposed jumped down from the Antelope Peak of Gongyang Mountain.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, narrow and long.

His hands held two illusory blue crescents with holy patterns flowing on them.

"The seventeenth batch of stowaways, it seems that this is not mine..."

He landed near the direction where Xu Xiaoshou had just entered the space crack.

After a long pause, he sniffed lightly, his eyes flashed with a satisfied smile.

"The smell of a ghost beast..."

"It seems that this is my prey!"

As if sensing something, Yue Gongli stopped tasting the direction of the smell and looked up at the distant sky.

The world in front of him seemed to be scarlet for a moment.

He blinked and felt that the orange and black duo he had just seen was just an illusion.

He tried to recall it, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Interesting!"

Yue Gongli spun the illusory blue moon on his hands with his fingertips, and then put his fingers against his forehead, muttering to himself:

"Is this the ability of the Blood World Pearl?"

"Am I cursed?"

...

Xuanwu Vein.

On the 72-story Xuanwu Golden Tower.

A burly man with a beard was hugging his legs, with his knees against his chin, curled up and stared at the front.

This new war chief participated in such a high-intensity mission as the "Sky Group Operation" for the first time, and looked full of tension.

Even though his eyes were dry, he didn't even blink, fearing that he would miss some important information:

"At the center of the formation, number 365, the red-clothed leader is in position."

"At the center of the formation, number 484, the white-clothed Hong Jing is in position."

"At the center of the formation, number 7, the white-clothed Zhao Chang is in position."

"..."

"Ao Sheng is in position, the Azure Dragon Vein."

"Xi is in position, the White Tiger Vein."

"Yu Zhiwen is in position, the Vermillion Bird Vein."

"..."

The Tianzu's exclusive combat communicator continuously sounded various reports.

The red-clothed and white-clothed, even in the outside world, they are the captains or deputy captains of the small teams in various places. Here, they can only hear the reports and can't hear other sounds.

The six heads are different. They can hear the red-clothed, white-clothed, and the reports of each other in the six departments.

Maybe there is another level above?

That should be the voices of all the people that the second master, the three emperors, and the four gods can hear?

Maybe there are more above?

Fangfang didn't know.

He only knew that this "so-and-so is in position" was a hard rule of the Taoist master.

Everyone must report on time, just in case.

I heard that Xu Xiaoshou has all kinds of strange abilities to manipulate other people's minds and take over other people's bodies. He is simply the incarnation of the evil god of the Southern Territory.

Fangfang is still quite afraid of the Holy Slave Shouye.

He felt that the quieter the surroundings were, the more this fear would be magnified, so he made small talk and asked:

"Senior Dachui, why do other people have one person at each point, but we need two people to guard here?"

"I don't know! But if you insist on calling it that, wouldn't it be better to call me Senior Wang, or Senior Wang Dachui?"

Wang Dachui was squeezed on the corner of the Black Tortoise Golden Pagoda, looking at the solid meat ball curled up into a ball, the more he looked at it, the more disgusted he felt, and scolded:

"You only grow muscles, not brains, ask everything, can't you think for yourself?"

Fangfang's palms were sweaty, and after scratching her head, she twisted her guess:

"Will it be... the probability of the Lord appearing here is relatively high, and the Taoist Palace Master asked us to defend together, be careful not to be killed instantly and can't even report the point?"

"Shut up your crow mouth, the tone of your speech makes me want to vomit!" Wang Dachui retched.

Fangfang has been here for a long time, and has long been accustomed to Wang Dachui's "scolding is spoiling" speaking style.

He wiggled his waist, turned his head, and blinked curiously:

"Big Hammer, Senior Wang, I heard that you have seen that Shouye and beat him up?"

"How strong is he? Does he have three heads and six arms, just like the god of Shura Dao?"

I have never beaten him up!

I almost got killed by him like your predecessor, and it was just luck that made me die!

Wang Dachui was humming and groaning, but Fangfang couldn't understand a word of the swear words.

A clear voice came out of the communicator again:

"Qinglong Vein, Ao Sheng is in place."

"Number one array eye, Ao Sheng's clone is in place, the first beheading order has been inserted into one of the three tablets of Ranming Ruins... What does it mean that the prompt 'searching for the second beheading order' is here? Is it a female voice? Am I the only one here? Is there anyone alive?" The voice was a little more nervous, which could be heard from the continuous questions.

"Suzakumai, Yu Zhiwen is in position. That is the 'Searching God Formation' of the Taoist Palace Master. It searches for the location of the God-Slaying Order in the Four Symbols Secret Realm. It's not a living person. Don't worry."

"Qinglongmai, I am Ao Sheng. Why is it such a charming female voice? Isn't it scary... Isn't there another God-Slaying Order? What if they find ours?"

"Suzakumai, Yu Zhiwen is in position. The other one is outside. The only possible location they found is... um, Xu Xiaoshou."

So fast, they have already started searching for the location of the Holy Slave Shouye?

Fangfang, a bearded man who was hugging a ball on the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, heard this and hurriedly interrupted:

"Xuanwumai, Fangfang is in position."

Wang Dachui's bird language was interrupted for a while, and he hurriedly followed up: "Xuanwumai, Wang Dachui is..."

Swish!

In front of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, a space crack torn by a blunt instrument appeared, and an old man in black jumped in.

Wang Dachui was stunned.

Fangfang was also stunned.

So ostentatious?

The current stowaways didn't even try to hide themselves. They came right in front of the six chiefs?

Who are they looking down on!

"Hey, there's someone here... Wang Dachui? Long time no see!"

The old man's hair was already gray, but his eyes were bright and his face was a little dirty, so people had to look at him a few more times before they could recognize his identity.

He had no extra decorations on him, just a dead branch in his mouth and a small axe on his waist.

The whole body was full of natural Taoism, exuding a sense of returning to nature.

But the two people present could see that this person was Taixu!

"Well, let you witness it. I haven't been so ostentatious for a long time." The old man said, and took out a crystal gem from his ring.

"Xuan, Xuan, Xuan..."

Fangfang was so scared that she stood up on the top of the tower, pointed at the old man in front of her with one hand, and took out a bundle of wrinkled bounty notices with one hand, but suddenly stuttered and couldn't speak.

"Xuanwu Vein! Cen Qiaofu! Half-saint status!"

Wang Dachui's scalp was numb, and he reported all the key information concisely. His whole body was cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He suddenly pulled out his thorny iron hammer from his back, but he was retreating, as if he had met the god of plague.

"Qinglong Vein, I'm Ao Sheng, Wang Dachui, what are you talking about, is the old woodcutter of the Holy Slave here? What does half-saint status mean? Master Dao, can I go over to support?"

"What else can it mean! Canonization!" Wang Dachui roared:

"What are you still standing there, damn sissy?"

"Cen Qiaofu wants to be canonized in front of me, why don't you retreat and wait for death under the holy calamity."

"Come on, someone!"

"There's still a communicator?" Cen Qiaofu touched the Panxian Axe on his waist and laughed, not caring, and closed his eyes directly.

At this moment, the transmission channel leading to the inside and outside of the Four Symbols Secret Realm was just closed.

At this moment, all the trial participants had just entered the secret realm, and had not yet started the so-called trial, and had not even seen the faces of the aliens.

The sky boomed with a loud bang, and thunder exploded.

The Holy Palace Trial, Hell Mode, is on!

As the heaven and earth shook, a long sigh containing a sense of vicissitudes and loneliness came from the nine heavens, and fell into the ears of every trial participant with incomparable clarity:

"People must grow old and plant new springs..."

"Half a lifetime of wasted time is not a sinking..."

"The sun sets in the west and the clouds turn colorful..."

"Panxian cuts wood to prove the saint..."

In front of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, Cen Qiaofu slapped the Panxian axe on his waist and spit out the blood tree Yin branch in his mouth.

He chopped down with an axe, and the blood tree Yin branch, one of the nine ancestral trees, split into two with a snap, and raged with surging power.

At the same time, the semi-saint status like a crystal gem jumped above his head and devoured these powers crazily.

Cen Qiaofu opened his tiger eyes and said in a thunderous voice:

"Hedao Fengsheng!"