Cheng Ling suddenly realized it when all the monks got off the flying magic weapon. It turned out that there were more than four monks from the four major forces. Looking around, Chen Danquan, Li Guanglin, Master Mingtai and others were all there. No wonder there were so many people.
Feng Feifei came to Cheng Ling and said calmly: "Hey! Donghai Dragon Palace is really a big deal. People from the four major chambers of commerce of the Danfu Array have been summoned, as well as Master Mingtai. It's not easy to invite her. It must be I don’t want you to focus on the beauty in front of you, but with them here, it will be much easier to enter the Palace of Inanimate Relics.”
Cheng Ling was startled and asked: "Four alliances of the Danfu Weapon Formation? I know Chen Danquan and Li Guanglin, but I wonder who the other two alliance leaders are?"
"The one wearing the black robe is Huang Shiren, the leader of the Qi Alliance. The other one looks like he is wearing talisman patterns. That is Bao Buju, the leader of the Talisman Alliance. As for Master Mingtai, it is the woman wearing the Taoist robe. She The disciple next to me is named Shen Shiyin, and she is a beauty from Canglan Continent!"
Huang Shiren?
Can’t lift the bag?
Cheng Ling broke into a cold sweat after receiving this name, and did not hear the joking tone in Feng Feifei's mouth at all. My stomach was full of butterflies, my face was red from holding back, and I almost laughed out loud.
Feng Feifei glanced at him and said coldly: "Why, you can't hold yourself back when you see the beautiful female cultivator?"
"No...no...Master Feng misunderstood, Cheng didn't mean that!"
"Haha, Sect Leader Cheng is a young hero. He is second to none in Canglan Continent. He can be a little more romantic without being ostentatious." Wu Changyuan laughed and winked at Cheng Ling!
Cheng Ling was frightened. He turned around and saw Liu Qingyan's unkind expression. He suppressed the smile in his heart and said, "You two are making fun of me. I really don't mean it. I heard about Mingtai in Yujing City." The master seems to have some connection with the Murong family. Is this true?"
Wu Changyuan nodded slightly and said softly: "Yes, strictly speaking, Master Mingtai is Murong Qian's sister! It's a pity that she is a concubine and is not valued by the family. She is extremely talented, and her mother is a mortal, less than a hundred years old. He died at the age of 18."
"Since then, she has left her family and traveled abroad for hundreds of years. She has been able to rise to the state of Mahayana perfection by her own efforts. It is really admirable!"
Cheng Ling was startled, this woman was really strange. With her current cultivation and appearance, as long as she is willing to return to the family, the Murong family will definitely welcome her. He was alone, and he was wandering around Canglan Continent with a disciple who was as beautiful as a fairy.
Now, with the East China Sea Dragon Palace's spaceship coming to the Wushengyi Palace, I don't know what the purpose is? Although the three sects on our side have united, the number and strength of the monks are still at a disadvantage. If we add the two Mahayana masters Mingtai Master and Shen Shiyin, the disadvantage will be even more obvious.
Looking at the four alchemy alliances, the only one I have any friendship with is Chen Danquan. Although the remaining three alliances are all cultivators in the Tribulation Stage, having too many people is a problem.
After Chen Danquan came down, he glanced at Cheng Ling and did not come over. He just spoke to the leaders of the next three alliances. However, Cheng Ling saw a look of worry in his eyes, and felt warm in her heart. As expected, the old man was still facing her.
After a few more hours, the last flying magic weapon finally arrived. You didn't even need to look to know that it was a monk from the Zhao family. Landing from the flying magic weapons one by one, Cheng Ling silently counted, good guys, there are more than thirty monks in the Mahayana period alone, and they are basically all in the late and perfect stages of Mahayana. There are only seven monks in the early stage of Mahayana.
Feng Fei
A cold light flashed in Fei's eyes, and he said softly: "The Zhao family is really well hidden. With so many Mahayana monks, it is indeed the family with the longest inheritance in Canglan Continent."
Zhao Shiyan fell to the ground, glanced at King Jiao and Lu Jiansheng, laughed loudly, walked between them and said, "King Jiao, Brother Lu, Sect Master Cheng, hurry up and hurry up, you guys got there first."
He poured a bowl of water flat, and the two factions said hello at the same time. As for Cheng Ling, who is the great master of formation? Entering the Wushengyi Palace, there are many opportunities for Cheng Ling to perform. If we don't make friends now, how can we wait?
As he finished speaking, Lu Jiansheng and King Jiao both nodded, which was regarded as saying hello. However, the monks behind him could not be so supportive. Wu Changyuan said hurriedly: "Master Zhao came at the right time. Since everyone is here, how about entering the secret realm together?"
On King Jiao's side, there was another monk with perfect Mahayana standing next to him and said: "Exactly, let's work together and we must find out what's going on this time."
Feng Feifei introduced Cheng Ling: "That is the elder of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, his name is Yan Fatian. Unexpectedly, even he was alarmed. During this trip to Wushengyi Palace, more than ten Mahayana monks from all major sects were dispatched, and many of them were It’s a rare sight, it’s really noisy!”
Cheng Ling nodded slightly and said: "The Wushengyi Palace is indeed not a simple existence. Judging from their posture, they are obviously well prepared, but it is difficult to say whether they are targeting the danger in the secret realm or whether they are referring to it. ”
Feng Feifei was startled and said, "You mean they will do something inside?"
"I can't say for sure, but it's better to be careful."
Feng Feifei nodded silently and stopped talking.
Over there, Zhao Shiyan exchanged greetings with the other sect leaders and family heads, and then said: "Okay, everyone is ready. Without further ado, let's enter together!"
Everyone agreed, and Zhao Shiyan said to Li Guanglin: "Leader Li, how about you and I clear the way forward?"
Li Guanglin got what he wanted, agreed, and walked ahead with him.
Ten years ago in Canglanghai, I spent a lot of energy but could not crack the formation. Who knew that when Cheng Ling came, the formation was cracked in just one day. He knew that his combat power was average, so he didn't follow him in at that time, and he didn't know what the formation would look like after opening it.
However, he did not leave, and spent ten years devoting himself to cracking formations in Canglang Sea. Feeling that the level of his formation has been greatly improved, he came to the more mysterious Wushengyi Palace this time, and he was even more attracted to it, planning to give it a try.
Although the masters of the Three Alliances of Alchemy Tools were not high in cultivation, they were quite interested in exploring the secret realm. Seeing that Zhao Shiyan and Li Guanglin were the first to clear the way, they hurriedly chased after them. The other monks followed their sects and family bosses one by one.
There is no clear entrance to the Wushengyi Palace. After walking for dozens of miles, everyone saw a ruined wall. At this time, it was considered that they had entered a secret realm.
At first, nothing was found except for the dense and collapsed gravel beneath my feet. The group of people advanced hundreds of miles into the depths without any obstruction.
After walking forward for more than ten miles, the scene in front of us began to change. Although there are still some dilapidated buildings, those buildings are very tall, each one hundreds of feet tall. Some had no tops, some were missing an entire wall, and some even had only thick pillars standing upright. It was simply too horrible to look at, as if a strong earthquake had occurred.
Rusty stains can be seen everywhere on the ground
Broken weapons, and even broken bones can be seen.
Cheng Ling clicked his tongue secretly and asked: "What exactly happened here? Why is it such a scene of the end of the world?"
"No one knows what happened to the Wushengyi Palace. Looking at the buildings in front of you, it was obviously very prosperous in the past, and it should be the location of a sect of a big force. It's just that the history of the Wushengyi Palace is too long, and the sect's classics There are only sporadic records.”
Feng Feifei said sadly, seeming to sympathize with Wu Sheng Yi Palace's experience.
Lu Jiansheng glanced at Cheng Ling and said through a message: "Sect Master Cheng, the Wushengyi Palace is an ancient battlefield. According to the Shura Sword Sect's classics, several battles took place here between the Law and Martial Arts Alliance and the Sword Cultivators millions of years ago."
Cheng Ling was shocked and looked at Lu Jiansheng, who nodded silently.
"Have you seen those tower-shaped buildings? You can find many traces of battles there, and you can even understand the swordsmanship and inheritance of ancient sword cultivators from them!"
Cheng Ling was shocked. Lu Jiansheng didn't look like he was lying, and there was no need for him to lie to himself. After leaving Canglanghai ten years ago, Lu Jiansheng came to Wuxiang Sword Sect. Cheng Ling abided by the agreement and allowed him to meet Yuan Ling.
The two chatted all night before Lu Jiansheng left. Afterwards, Yuan Ling told him that Lu Jiansheng was a descendant of the Jianxiu lineage who left Jiange that year. Originally, Lu Jiansheng planned to reunite the two forces, but Yuan Ling refused.
"Cheng Ling's talent is extremely high and he has great potential in kendo. Only he can realize the great ambition of reviving kendo. The Wuxiang Sword Sect is his cornerstone and springboard and cannot be merged with the Shura Sword Sect."
These are the original words of Mr. Yuan Ling. Lu Jiansheng instantly understood what the other party meant. He was old and becoming the number one swordsman in Canglan Continent was already his limit. For tens of thousands of years, they have been unable to integrate the forces of sword cultivators in the world. Even though they have reached the peak of Mahayana cultivation, they are still unable to ascend and explore higher realms.
On the other hand, Cheng Ling was still very young and had reached Mahayana perfection at less than a hundred years old. He also integrated forces such as Wuxiang Sword Sect, Mingjian Academy, Yujian Sect, Wushen Sect, Jiuxiao Sect, etc. He also built Shangluo City and achieved many achievements. Achieve something much higher than yourself.
Facing such a youngster with unlimited potential, Lu Jiansheng suddenly felt like he was in trouble. His mentality began to change, and his attitude towards Cheng Ling became warmer.
At this time, everyone had penetrated more than five hundred miles, and the tower-shaped buildings were getting taller and taller, and they were relatively well preserved. However, the breath in the air became mixed. The entire sky was gray and the visibility was extremely poor. Even the consciousness was affected, and it spread to a radius of less than a hundred miles.
Everyone was on alert and their progress slowed down. Suddenly, there was a "Crack! Crack!" sound all around them. Immediately afterwards, dozens of dark shapes rushed out from the dilapidated buildings.
Some of them were holding long swords, some were bare-handed, and some of their arms turned into black balls and started to kill everyone.
"Careful, what is this?"
"Damn, this thing is so strong, it made my arms numb."
"Not only the attack, but also the defense is extremely strong. Even the best sword energy cannot break through their defense!"
"..."
Everyone screamed. This black creature that suddenly appeared not only had extremely high cultivation, but also had extremely strong attack and defense. The monks in the Tribulation Stage were no match at all. Even some monks in the early stage of Mahayana were beaten back again and again!
