Yingchuan County is the deepest part of the mountain range.
The terrain here is very special.
The large and small mountains, rivers, and cliffs of the two thousand miles of Yingchuan River converged towards this place like thousands of streams returning to the sea, and then became extremely gentle, paving towards the huge stone at the feet of the False Infant Realm monk.
This boulder is iron-gray in color, and the lines on it are constantly changing and changing, seeming to contain a strange power.
Thousands of feet away, Gu Qing looked at this huge boulder from a distance.
He only felt that his eyes were being distorted.
The terrain in the deepest part of the mountain range here is like the vast earth, being absorbed and swallowed by the huge rocks, which gave Gu Qing, who had just arrived here, an extremely shocking feeling.
He calmed down a little and glanced around the field.
Among the many low mountains that converge towards this boulder like a stream of water, there are waves of monks with different cultivation levels, either openly and openly revealing their identities, or hiding their heads and tails, covering their appearance and cultivation aura. .
Among them, the four people who were closest to the red light pillar were four people of unknown cultivation. These four people sat cross-legged around the red light pillar, each of them was only ten feet away from the iron-gray stone.
"These four people should be formation masters."
Gu Qing guessed the identities of these four people.
Since the alchemists of the Alchemy Sect and the Alchemy Sect wanted to open the forbidden land of absolute souls, they would naturally invite formation masters, and the formation cultivation of these four people would never be as high as the first or second grade. Simple, Gu Qing feels that the formation cultivation of these four people should not be lower than the third level.
Then came the monks from the Danding Sect and the Danding Sect.
These two groups of monks were all dressed in uniform uniforms of their sects and sat cross-legged several dozen feet away from the red light pillar.
Gu Qing saw the yellow peach among the group of people.
Further outside, there are cultivators from other sects.
Among the monks of the Xianhe Sect, there were among them Uncle Meng Yue, whom Gu Qing had met at the ruins of the Chen Kingdom and the Xianhe Sect's station, and the First Peak disciple whom he had seen at the Xianhe Sect Monk Fair. Disciple, white-haired young man Lu Su.
In addition, there are many familiar faces to Gu Qing.
Sikong Xuan, as well as Zhou Lian whom Gu Qing met when he came out of the valley, Sun Yushan and Sun Hao from the Sun family, and many senior brothers and sisters who Gu Qing couldn't name.
"So many people came from the three immortal sects in Huifeng Valley."
Gu Qing's eyes were a little strange.
On the side of the monks from the Xianhe Sect, there were probably twice as many monks from the Ziyun Sect as there were monks from the Xianhe Sect. Among the monks from the Ziyun Sect, Gu Qing saw the monk who had been in Tianbei County. Chu Zihan and Jiao Kong were traveling together.
The monks of Jinyang Sect are far away from the Xianhe Sect.
Lei Yunyang, who had fought with Gu Qing before the ruins, stood behind a young man with blond hair standing on end.
This young man with blond hair standing on end was wearing a golden cloak with his chest exposed. He was almost ten feet tall and his muscles were as tangled as a horned dragon. There was a dazzling golden light flowing around his body. This golden light gathered and dispersed and changed. The moment Gu Qing looked at it, the speed of change was rapid. Suddenly accelerated.
"Um?"
The young man with blond hair standing on end suddenly opened his eyes.
He turned to look at Gu Qing.
The two people's eyes intertwined in mid-air.
As if a bright sun suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Gu Qing felt a slight burning sensation in his soul. He remained calm and walked straight towards Luo Lingrui, who was not far ahead.
After just a few glances, Gu Qing did not see clearly most of the cultivators here. For example, the cultivators from the Chen Guoxian Sect, Yanggu Sect’s Concubine Qingying, etc., most of the reason why they rushed to Huifeng Valley’s Cultivation Workshop was to come here to the Jue Ling Temple. He had not seen this woman just now. Of course, it could not be ruled out that this woman had not arrived yet, or that for some reason, this woman had concealed her appearance and cultivation aura.
But with just a few glances, Gu Qing also knew that the opening of this magical land would attract many monks.
"There are probably six to seven thousand."
Gu Qing was a little shocked.
Among the six or seven thousand monks, there are only a few who are in the early stage of Qi refining. Most of them are in the middle stage of Qi refining, the late stage of Qi refining, or even the foundation building stage.
Arriving at a slightly low-lying mountain pit, Bailong, who had been walking in front of Gu Qing to lead the way, bowed slightly.
"My lord."
Bai Long's face under the mask was full of respect.
This slightly low-lying mountain pit should have been formed by some kind of huge force. There is a thick slope in the pit. On this gentle slope, three graceful figures are sitting cross-legged. The one at the front was naturally Luo Lingrui, who was wearing a golden robe and showed no trace of his cultivation.
"Master."
Gu Qing came to Luo Lingrui, cupped his fists and saluted.
Two female cultivators, one green and one purple, were sitting cross-legged behind Luo Lingrui. After hearing Gu Qing's words, the girl with a beautiful face in green clothes stared at Gu Qing's body with a bit of weird eyes. One person's face was somewhat mature, his beautiful eyes were charming, and his expression changed for a moment when he heard the words.
Bai Long beside Gu Qing also changed his expression slightly after hearing this, and glanced at Gu Qing quietly with a more gloomy look.
Luo Lingrui's face was shrouded in white light, and her expression could not be seen.
"Black Dragon, how are the sacrifices of those two things going?"
Her tone was indifferent, without any fluctuation.
"Reply to Master, the sacrifice has been completed." Gu Qing clasped his fists respectfully again in response to Luo Lingrui's inquiry.
"Shan! You and Bailong can sit down wherever you like."
Luo Lingrui said.
"Yes." Gu Qing responded.
Then he found a place behind Luo Lingrui, took out the futon, held a medium-grade water attribute spiritual stone in his hand, sat cross-legged on it, closed his eyes slightly, and concentrated on regulating his breath.
Bailong also suppressed the gloom in his eyes and found a place to sit down.
The previous fight had cost him a lot.
He just wanted to test the strength of the Lord's new named disciple, but he didn't expect that this person had such a treasure, and he almost killed him with just one arrow.
Half an hour later, Gu Qing's eyes opened slightly.
He glanced at the white dragon not far away from him.
I saw that this person's whole body was shrouded in a dense spiritual light. As this person breathed in and out, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth broke away from the strange suction of the white wall in the distance and quickly converged towards this person. The piece of Chinese medicine in this person's hand The high-grade spirit stone turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Is it possible that this person is Tianlinggen?"
Gu Qing's heart moved.
He looked away.
The cultivation level of this white dragon is at the tenth level of Qi Refining. The cultivation levels of the two female cultivators behind Luo Lingrui, one green and one purple, are unknown.
In fact, if Bai Long and Gu Qing hadn't fought each other before, Gu Qing wouldn't even be able to tell Bai Long's cultivation level at all, even if Bai Long was in a state of cultivation at this moment.
These three people are all somewhat extraordinary.
As for Luo Lingrui, let alone that.
The cultivation level of this female cultivator is definitely in the foundation building stage, but it is unknown which level this woman is in the ninth level of foundation building.
Gu Qing glanced around briefly.
New monks arrived one after another.
In the distant red light pillar that was several feet thick, there was a red illusory light wheel hanging behind him. The Immortal Wind Dao Bone Cultivator, who was wearing a red cloak, still closed his eyes and waited.
What are you waiting for?
Gu Qingruo glanced at the night with emotion.
Perhaps, he was waiting for dawn.
…
The next day.
The sun rises in the east.
The old man with the immortal spirit in the red light pillar moved slightly after being silent for a long time. He made a hand gesture and opened his eyes.
Deep eyes, ancient well without ripples.
"The time has come."
The old man's majestic voice has resounded for hundreds of miles.
"I, Zhongsun Li, am here today, taking advantage of the purple energy of the morning sun, to steal the opportunity of heaven and earth, to control the four seasons, and to open the great formation. Please help me quickly." The old man's eyes were as calm as water. He glanced at the four formation masters sitting cross-legged around a red light pillar several feet thick.
"I sincerely obey the decree of the Third Elder." The four formation masters all stood up from their seats and respectfully clasped their fists as they spoke to the old man.
The red light beam several feet thick, together with the illusory light wheel behind the old man with immortal wind and bone, instantly converged into the old man's body.
Immediately, the four formation masters each looked at each other a few times and communicated through sound transmission before flying towards the big rock.
All the cultivators in the field had already stood up when Zhongsun Li spoke.
Gu Qing stood among the crowd and looked at the iron-gray stone in the distance. Four cultivators exuding the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage continued to strike out restrictions one after another with solemn expressions.
The restrictions that fell on the iron-gray stone were divided into five colors.
Among them, the four-colored restraints came from the four formation masters in the foundation-building stage. The purple restraint was condensed by Zhongsun Li in mid-air and hit the iron-gray boulder below.
gradually.
The five-color spiritual light submerged an area of more than ten feet centered on the iron-gray stone, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.
Luo Lingrui turned her head slightly and glanced at the four people behind her.
These four people were all carefully selected by her. They have good qualifications, and one of them has developed divine will that can only be understood in the later stages of foundation building.
She has planted soul seeds in the bodies of these four people.
This soul seed is the cultivation of the body and death of the Black Hell Demon Palace. The remaining part of the soul power is refined with the secret method of the Black Hell Demon Palace.
After entering the Demon Spirit Stream, the spiritual power of these four people will soon dissipate. At that time, she can activate this soul seed, so that the four people who have already died in the Black Hell Demon Palace can be reborn in another way. From this, she can get a huge reward from the Demon Palace.
Although there was another purpose for this trip, Luo Lingrui was still willing to make a lot of extra money easily.
"After entering the Demonic Spiritual Stream, we will be separated later."
Luo Lingrui looked at the four of them and spoke indifferently.
She threw four small black signs, and Gu Qing and the other four people each caught them. The small black signs were made of neither gold nor stone. They were extremely smooth and had no words on them.
"With this card, you can sense each other's positions. Once you enter the Demonic Stream, quickly find me to join us."
Luo Lingrui continued to speak.
"yes."
Gu Qing and the other four people responded in unison.
After waiting for nearly two hours, the surrounding world seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a huge jet-black blast spread in all directions, sending most of the monks waiting nearby flying away. Immediately, a pure blast The black light tore through the five-color spiritual light that was submerged in a radius of more than ten feet near the iron-gray boulder. In an instant, it rose into the sky and connected to the sky and the earth.
The newly lit sky dimmed instantly.
The blue sky seemed to be torn apart, and the dark extraterrestrial starry sky appeared above the heads of the cultivators. Countless black tiny lightnings, following the extremely pure black light, quickly connected together and turned into a thick thunder pillar, which spontaneously The stars outside the territory condensed and fell towards the cultivators whose expressions changed drastically.
"Gather!"
An old low shout came out from the mouth of the cultivator in the red cloak who revealed his body shape.
The cultivator suddenly grasped the sky, and the giant thunder pillar, which was dozens of feet thick, fell into his hand in the blink of an eye, and was fluttered towards the black light in front of him.
"break!"
The old man drank again.
In the hand he threw out, a black lightning fell.
There was a sound of something breaking.
The black light was cut into two halves by this black lightning.
Immediately, a huge suction force spread from the iron-gray boulder shrouded in black light.
Under the cover of this suction force, the land of Yingchuan seemed to turn into sea water, pouring towards the bottomless eye of the sea. Strong earthquakes spread from the hinterland of Ziye country to the northwest countries.
"Enter the Demon Spirit Stream quickly."
The old man said this, then flew away and sat cross-legged in mid-air. The figures of the four foundation-building formation masters closest to the Demon Spirit Stream had submerged into the source of the suction in the next moment, covering the iron-gray boulder. Above, a dense mass of gray light enveloped the light door.
After hearing the old man's words, all the cultivators were excited and used various means to quickly rush towards the gray light group.
Gu Qing stepped down and his body turned into a ball of white light.
He followed behind Luo Lingrui and fled. With this woman able to withstand the first wave of gray Pilgrim blows, he, Bai Long and the other four cultivators did not consume half of their spiritual energy.
Following this suction, Gu Qing quickly disappeared into the gray light and passed through the light door leading to the Demon Spirit Stream.
