Chapter 252 Dungeon

c_t;The mountain gate of Xuanyang Sect, deep in the majestic palace, is the place where the Xuanyang Patriarch is in seclusion. Download the full set/. Updates very quickly. First release

After greeting many guests, the Xuanyang Sect Master came to the secret room where the Patriarch was in seclusion and said respectfully: "Lingshuang wants to see the Patriarch."

The two candles lit in front of the secret room's door flickered.

"Are all the guests here?" A majestic and old voice suddenly came from the secret room.

"To answer the Patriarch, the people from the Purple Mansion Palace have not arrived yet." The Xuanyang Sect Master replied respectfully.

"The old monster Tao is so arrogant. I sent him a message before, but he didn't respond." The Xuanyang Patriarch snorted coldly, as if he was quite dissatisfied that the Purple Mansion Patriarch had not arrived yet.

"Ancestor, the auspicious time has arrived."

Before the Xuanyang Sect Master finished speaking, the stone door of the secret room slowly opened, and an old man in a white robe with a golden halo behind his head walked out of the secret room.

The old man had one hand behind his back, and his whole body was filled with a majestic aura that overlooked the world.

When the Xuanyang Sect Master saw the old man in white robe, he bowed even lower. The Xuanyang Sect could have its current status because of the existence of this ancestor.

However, her humble attitude, in the eyes of the Xuanyang Patriarch, made him frown, "Lingshuang, you have a good talent, but you are still at the fourth level of Wujun after so many years. Do you know why?"

"Lingshuang doesn't know, please guide the ancestor." The Xuanyang Sect Master asked respectfully.

"Because you still lack the pride of a martial arts master. When you are no longer so humble in front of me, perhaps you will understand this, and then your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds." said the ancestor Xuanyang, stroking his white beard.

Hearing this, the Xuanyang Sect Master showed a look of doubt and panic, "Lingshuang dare not disrespect the old ancestor, I don't know why the old ancestor said this." "As a strong man, you must have a proud heart. If you don't have a strong heart, how can you become a strong man? A real strong man will not bow down to anyone." The Xuanyang Patriarch slowly said: "The more you fear me and respect me like a god, you will never be able to surpass me. My life span will be exhausted in two hundred years. There is no hope of reaching the realm of martial saint in this life. In the future, the inheritance of our Xuanyang Sect will be handed over to you." "If you can't break through to the realm of martial emperor before I fall and ascend to heaven, the foundation of our Xuanyang Sect for thousands of years will be destroyed." At this point, the Xuanyang Patriarch couldn't help but sigh. The inheritance of a sect family is most afraid of no successor. He has already mentioned what he should mention. The path of martial arts practice is different for everyone, and he can't give her more guidance. "Let's go."

After the words fell, the Xuanyang Patriarch walked out of the palace.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

When the Xuanyang Patriarch walked out, the noisy square suddenly became quiet. Thousands of Xuanyang Sect disciples, wearing uniform white robes, all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, shaking the sky.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The guests from all directions also stood up and saluted respectfully.

"No need to be polite." The Xuanyang Patriarch smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and an invisible energy lifted everyone up.

There were at least thousands of people gathered in the square. The Xuanyang Patriarch could affect everyone with his gestures. This cultivation was unfathomable.

A golden halo hung behind his head, and a faint golden glow shone all over his body, as if he were a god, or an immortal exiled from the earth.

Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou, two Martial Emperors who were ‘mixed’ in the crowd, both suppressed their own true essence ‘fluctuations’ and showed ‘dignified’ expressions on their faces.

The two of them, one of them was a Martial Emperor of the third level, and was the inspector of the hunter guild in a region, and his strength was comparable to that of a Martial Emperor of the fourth level.

Ning Hezhou was even a Martial Emperor of the fourth level, and was a strong man who took the path of physical training and martial arts. He was a top expert in his level. When he killed the Purple Mansion Ancestor in the Purple Mansion Secret Realm, it was basically done by him alone, and Mu Zixiu was just responsible for holding the line.

But when the Xuanyang Ancestor appeared, they both felt that he was unfathomable.

“This old guy really didn’t live for nothing for 2,800 years, and his true essence cultivation was unfathomable.” Mu Zixiu said in a deep voice.

“I didn’t expect that such a master would exist in a small Tianwu Kingdom in the Southern Region.” Ning Hezhou’s eyes also flashed with a trace of fear.

What they feared was not the cultivation level of Xuanyang Patriarch. Xuanyang Patriarch's cultivation level was also the fourth level of Martial Emperor. Although his cultivation level had never been able to break through, his true essence was condensed into a majestic and vast state.

This was what Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou really feared. Ning Hezhou asked himself that his true essence was far inferior to that of Xuanyang Patriarch.

"This old guy's life span is almost exhausted. If there is a life-and-death fight, he may not be able to afford you and me. It will be no problem for us to join forces to take him down."

"It depends on whether Shura can really break this seventh-level mountain protection formation. Otherwise, if we really fight, we may have to die here."

Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou looked at each other, and their expressions became more solemn.

"Haha, Brother Li's 2,800th birthday, Sun is late, please forgive me, please forgive me..."

Just then, a long laugh came from the sky, and a carriage came riding on the clouds. The carriage was made of green jade, and it was pulling three fifth-level fire dragons. A middle-aged man with a sword was the driver, and he also had the cultivation of a martial lord.

"Brother Sun, what a grand show." Li Xuanyang smiled indifferently.

They were of the same generation, and there was no doubt that the person in the carriage must also be a martial emperor ancestor.

The curtain of the carriage slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in purple appeared in front of everyone. He was wearing gorgeous clothes, a star crown on his head, and cloud shoes on his feet. There was a red mole between his eyebrows, and there was an invisible majesty that made people want to worship him.

Most of the martial artists from various forces present did not know this martial emperor surnamed Sun. Only a few people knew that this person was called Sun Qianshang, a casual cultivator, unknown, and rarely walked around in the world.

On the left side of Li Xuanyang, Sun Qianshang sat cross-legged. Seeing that there was an empty seat opposite, he frowned slightly, "Brother Tao hasn't come yet?"

"Maybe he is more arrogant than you." Li Xuanyang did not comment, seeming a little unhappy.

In the crowd below, Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou's faces became even uglier. Another martial emperor came, which was obviously not a good thing.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a bell rang through the world, and the lingering sound lingered in the sky above Xuanyang Mountain, clearly audible.

An altar was built in the center of the square. Li Xuanyang walked in the air, stood on the altar, and worshiped the heaven and the earth.

This kind of worship is usually prayed to the heaven by martial artists whose lifespan is about to run out, hoping that they can break through the shackles, improve their cultivation, increase their lifespan, and live for thousands of years.

During the whole process of worshiping the heaven and the earth, the whole place was solemn and quiet.

At this time, Luo Xiu had already placed more than a hundred formation flags at the mountain gate of Xuanyang Sect.

"Finally done, can we break the mountain protection formation like this?" Luo Xiu's consciousness can clearly sense the position of each formation flag. After confirming that the position is not wrong, he is slightly relieved.

"Boy, do you doubt the level of this emperor's formation?" Black Xuanwu Emperor snorted, "I asked you to set up a small Qiankun Reversal Formation. As long as the formation is 'activated', this level 7 mountain protection formation can stop working for an hour."

"Only one hour?" Luo Xiu frowned slightly.

"You are greedy, if your cultivation is not too low, this emperor can directly let you seize the control of this formation." Black Xuanwu Emperor said dissatisfiedly.

Luo Xiu smiled awkwardly and did not continue to argue with Black Xuanwu Emperor about this issue.

Now that the means to break the mountain protection formation have been arranged, it is time to act.

At this moment, all the masters of Xuanyang Sect gathered in the square to participate in Li Xuanyang's birthday party. This made Luo Xiu's actions much easier.

However, a large sect like Xuanyang Sect would not relax its guard at such a critical moment. In some core and important places, there were still many disciples responsible for guarding.

After searching for nearly half an hour, Luo Xiu found the entrance to an underground secret passage, where eight disciples were guarding.

Among these eight disciples, five were at the ninth level of the Soul Refining Realm, and three were at the level of the Martial King Realm.

On a stone tablet next to it, the word "dungeon" was engraved.

Obviously, since this place was called a dungeon, it should be the place where the Xuanyang Sect held prisoners. His sister and the people of the Liu family were likely to be held in it.

Luo Xiu did not kill them directly, but with the cover of the hidden array plate, he first arranged and carved a formation to isolate and shield the breath near the entrance of the dungeon. In this way, if there was any battle inside, there would be no fluctuations in the true essence breath that would be sensed by the outside world.

"Boom!"

As soon as he came up, he directly activated the Swallowing Void Spirit Fire, and the overwhelming surging sea of ​​fire flooded the eight Xuanyang Sect disciples.

"Someone is trying to break into the dungeon!"

After the eight disciples reacted, they shouted loudly, but their voices were blocked by the formation and could not be transmitted to the outside.

At the same time, Luo Xiu had already used the Azure Dragon Breaking Void Body Technique to rush up, and the five-color divine light flashed and blocked the space around these people.

Screams and exclamations rang out one after another. Under the power of the Devouring Void Spirit Fire, these disciples with the highest cultivation level of the Martial King cultivation level had no power to resist at all.

The people guarding the entrance of the dungeon were not very strong, but Luo Xiu did not relax his vigilance.

After he entered the dark passage of the dungeon, he moved very slowly, and his spiritual consciousness was always in an outward state, keenly sensing the movements around him.

Suddenly, his steps suddenly stopped, because just five meters ahead, he found an extremely hidden warning formation, the level of this warning formation also reached the level of level seven.

Once someone accidentally triggered this formation restriction, Luo Xiu estimated that the Xuanyang Patriarch would definitely know that someone had entered the dungeon at the first time.

However, since he had discovered this warning formation, it naturally posed no threat to Luo Xiu.

His hands turned into afterimages, and he made dozens of seals. Light beams flew out from his palms and fingers, like cage chains, fixing the operation of this level 7 warning formation.

Then his figure flashed and passed directly through, and this level 7 warning formation did not react at all.

Then, Luo Xiu discovered some formation restrictions in succession, most of which were warning formations, and a few trapped formations, but the levels of these formations were not high, mostly level 5 and level 6.

After a while, he entered the dungeon. It was dark and damp inside. Every ten meters or so, there would be a light, emitting dim light.

The space inside the dungeon was very large. Luo Xiu could hear a lot of abuse. It should be some people who had grudges against the Xuanyang Sect. They were imprisoned here, in the dark, and resentful.

The place was filled with a rotten smell. In several cells, Luo Xiu saw corpses and a foul smell.

"Let me out!"

Seeing someone coming in, the people imprisoned in the cells all stretched out their hands with disheveled hair, and their faces were hideous and ugly.

Luo Xiu had a blank expression on his face and ignored these people, because he didn't know whether these people were good or evil. His purpose of coming was just to save his family. He was in no mood to care about the lives of others.

Not long after, Luo Xiu found a relatively large cell and saw his sister, Luo Xiuer.

She was holding a crying child in her arms, who was already four or five years old. The cell was cold and damp, and everyone was drooping their heads, listless.

All the Liu family members, young and old, were arrested. Some ordinary people without cultivation even died in the cell, lying motionless in the corner.

Luo Xiuer's husband Liu Yuan was being scolded by several people at this moment, but he could only swallow his anger and could not refute.

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