Boom!
Rays of thunder descended from the sky, illuminating the interior of the sand sea world extremely brightly.
In the middle of the inner domain, thirty-two stone pillars are raised high. Each stone pillar is engraved with mysterious patterns. A special space is formed on the top of the stone pillar. As long as you enter it, the space will stretch infinitely and turn into a huge battlefield. .
In the distance, figures stood in the sky.
Most of them are middle-to-high-level members of the Earth Spirit Clan, as well as many spirit generals and spirit masters like the Qing Emperor.
In addition, a group of strong men gathered around each spirit master.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, there are 96 spirit masters participating in this sacrificial competition. Most of them are not as strong as me, so they do not pose much of a threat. The real trouble is the ten candidate sacrificial masters."
Qinghuang stretched out his hand and pointed at the figures in the distance.
"Brother Qinghuang is so powerful that he will definitely get what he wants this time," Gu Xiuyun said with a smile, "But at that time, brother Taoist, don't forget my benefits."
"rest assured."
Qing Huang said with a smile on his face, "As soon as the quota for worshiping the deity is obtained, I will immediately arrange for fellow Taoists to enter the holy land for practice. In fact, compared to the holy land, the value of the Ninety-nine Cave Heavens is also extremely high. It is a pity that the Nine Old Ghosts interfered with it and allowed the fellow Taoists to go to waste. An opportunity was lost."
As he spoke, a sharp look flashed in Qinghuang's eyes.
Although he relies on Gu Xiuyun's 100,000 sword sands, in the Zun Sacrifice Competition, all parties are extremely powerful. Sword sand alone may not guarantee victory. If he is also powerful, he will certainly be more certain of winning.
"If it weren't for worshiping the Nine Old Ghosts, my fellow Taoist would definitely be stronger." Qinghuang said bitterly.
"Opportunities are determined by fate. Brother Tao, there is no need to worry about it."
Gu Xiuyun smiled with a relaxed expression.
He didn't know whether the Ninety-nine Cave Heavens were precious, but Gu Xiuyun had already figured out the value of the trial ground.
After that day, the clones in the Hunyuan Heart Realm tried to condense the regular formation several times.
Every time, the prototype of the ancient world can be formed.
It can be seen that the regular formation in the trial place is a special method to form the ancient world. A miniature ancient world must be hundreds of times more valuable than the so-called cave sky. You know, even figures like Taiyuan Supreme Sage have to spend all their money. The mind reincarnated into the ancient world, let alone Gu Xiuyun?
The significance of an ancient world is astonishing.
Whether it is Taoist practice or fighting, it has incredible magical effects.
"Now there is only one dark treasure left."
"The Netherworld Temple has not seen this object, and the Hunyuan Heart Realm cannot be condensed. I don't know if the Earth Spirit Clan has it. We can find an opportunity to make some innuendo with the Qing Emperor, but we have to wait until he becomes the candidate Sacrifice Lord, a mere Spirit Master, and his status is It’s really a bit low.”
Gu Xiuyun thought to himself.
During these days in the Earth Spirit Clan, he had finally figured it out.
Every candidate priest has the possibility of becoming a high priest in the future, so he has a high status, holds great power, and can directly decide many things. However, apart from enjoying some resource benefits, the spirit master has no real power at all.
For example, the Sea Sand Spirit will be trapped in a dangerous place in the void.
Qinghuang had no other choice but to save himself.
While he was thinking about it, Qinghuang's face suddenly turned cold, "Fellow Daoist Ye, something happened. I have a premonition that sooner or later something that can't be called a human will come to me, but no one wants to believe me. They think I'm in such an environment. At work like that, I become mentally unstable and need to see a doctor..."
A male customer sitting in front of the bar looked at the narrator who suddenly stopped:
"Then what?"
The male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers, with his hair flattened and a simple dark round hat on hand.
He looked ordinary, like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes. He was not good-looking or ugly, and lacked obvious features.
The narrator in his eyes is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall and straight body, slender limbs, the same short black hair, light blue eyes, but deep facial features that can make people's eyes bright.
The young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed:
"Then?
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"Then I'll quit my job and go back to the country, and come here to brag with you."
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, with a somewhat narrow smile.
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"Are you bragging about what you just said?"
"Haha." A burst of laughter broke out around the bar.
The laughter subsided for a moment, and a thin middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:
"Foreigner, you actually believe Lumian's story. He tells it differently every day. Yesterday he was an unlucky guy whose fiancée broke off his engagement because of poverty. Today he has become a corpse-keeper!"
"Yes, talking about thirty years on the east side of the Serenzo River and thirty years on the right side of the Serenzo River is just nonsense!" Another tavern regular followed.
They are all farmers from the large village of Kordu, wearing short jackets of black, gray or brown.
The black-haired young man named Lumian supported the bar with both hands, stood up slowly, and said with a smile:
"As you know, this is not a story I made up. It was all written by my sister. She likes to write stories the most, and she is also a columnist for the "Weekly"."
After saying that, he turned sideways, spread his hands to the foreign guest, and said with a bright smile:
"It seems that she writes really well. Good book reading app
"Sorry, you misunderstood."
The ordinary-looking man wearing a brown tweed jacket was lifeless. He stood up and responded with a smile:
"Very interesting story.
"What do you call it?"
"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others?" Lumian smiled.
The guest from out of town nodded:
"My name is Ryan Koss.
"These two are my companions Valentine and Liya."
The latter sentence refers to the man and woman sitting next to him. Good book reading app
The man is in his mid-twenties, has yellow hair with a little powder on it, and his not-so-large eyes are a darker color than lake blue. He is wearing a white vest, a blue tweed jacket and black trousers. He is obviously confused before going out. Get dressed up.
He looked quite indifferent and rarely looked at the farmers and herdsmen around him.
The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complicated bun and a white veil that served as a hat.
Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and she looked at Lumian with an undisguised smile. She seemed to be only interested in what just happened.
Under the illumination of the gas wall lamp in the tavern, the woman named Liya showed off her pretty nose and gracefully curved lips. She was definitely a beauty in a countryside like Kordu Village.
She was wearing a white pleated cashmere tight skirt, an off-white coat and a pair of Marcel boots. She also had two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots. When she walked into the tavern just now, they were jingling all the way. It is very eye-catching and makes many men stare straight at it.
In their eyes, this must be a fashionable dress only found in big cities like Bigor, the provincial capital, and Trier, the capital.
Lumian nodded to the three outsiders:
"My name is Lumian Lee. It is almost impossible for your husband to deal with this person in a short time."
"Of course, the most terrifying thing is not himself, but the helper beside him."
"That is a God-Emperor of the Six Ultimates of Killing System. It is said that he has entered the False Seven Ultimates, and he also has two holy-level spiritual treasures. If you encounter this person, try to save your life and don't fight forcefully."
"The Six Ultimate God Emperor of the Killing System?" Gu Xiuyun blinked.
Not such a coincidence, right?
Zhu Sha had been looking for him in the extreme realm of Nanyuan for so many years, but he finally met him in the Earth Spirit Clan?
"The killing system has always been one of the major systems
"The most dangerous existence in the world," Qinghuang did not pay attention to the change in Gu Xiuyun's expression and continued, "Your sword sand is powerful, but that person's killing sword energy is even more terrifying, and his life-saving ability is terrifying. I don't know if he is a disciple." Hey, anyway, if we encounter a withered ape, we would rather admit defeat and try to preserve our strength."
"I see."
Gu Xiuyun narrowed his eyes and looked over curiously.
God-Emperors with the killing system are rare in the world, and even fewer have reached the level of the Six Ultimates. Even though there are only six extremes, with the method of one sword and three tribulations, the killing system can completely leapfrog the level of killing, and according to Qinghuang's wishes, then The God-Emperor is already a pseudo-Qijue.
"Is it really her?"
"Is Zhu Sha's senior uncle a woman? It's possible that Biyu and senior sister Zhu Sha are both female cultivators, and their uncle is also a woman, so they are of the same blood!"
"Don't worry now. Wait until you meet this person and then ask him quietly."
Gu Xiuyun muttered secretly.
Next, many more Earth Spirit tribesmen rushed over from all directions.
Especially those spirit masters, all of them are cheering and supporting, with a large number of followers, and occasionally a few Qi Jue Ancestor Emperors can be seen.
Obviously, Qinghuang was not the only one who invited helpers.
There were more than ten Qijue Ancestral Emperors who appeared in the Earth Spirit Clan, each of them filled with powerful aura. They looked at Gu Xiuyun from time to time, with a bit of hostility in their eyes.
"Strange, I don't see an Ancient Saint here?" Gu Xiuyun glanced around and suddenly found that the Earth Spirit Clan could not find the Ancient Saint.
"This tribe prohibits the ancient saints from entering the tribe's territory."
Qinghuang shook his head and said, "I'm not sure why. Anyway, this rule is very strict. Back then, an alternate priest broke the rule and was directly crushed to death by the high priest without mercy."
"Kill a candidate for sacrifice directly?" Gu Xiuyun couldn't help but gasp.
The rank of the candidate priests in the Earth Spirit Clan is so high, second only to the top ten priests.
According to what Qinghuang said before, this kind of person has a lot of power, and it's okay to break the rules occasionally.
But just because he brought an ancient saint in, he was directly killed by the high priest?
"Fellow Daoist Ye, some of the rules in the clan are ordinary rules, but some are iron laws that no one can violate. Forbidding the ancient saints from entering the clan is an iron law," Qinghuang whispered, "Don't look at Baijiu being so arrogant, as long as If he dares to break the iron law, he will die immediately and no one can save him." Xiu Shuzhu
"The Earthlings are really weird."
Gu Xiuyun took a deep breath secretly.
This ethnic group is really weird.
Forbidding ancient saints from entering the clan's territory is not a rule, but it is still an iron law.
