Ganoderma quickly put her problems behind her and took the three little foxes with the mother turtle to see the treasures collected by the Dragon Palace.
At the same time, Xuanqing and the Queen Mother of the West finally arrived at the beach and began to escape in the direction of Ganoderma lucidum.
In the twilight, Xuan Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Queen Mother Xi, who was smiling at first, asked worriedly: "Master, is everything okay?"
She is really worried!
Master's behavior along the way was too abnormal and too nervous.
Queen Mother Xi felt that the master must be pretending.
I still think so even now.
But Master had been pretending for too long, and Queen Mother Xi had to have bad suspicions: Could it be that there really is something in this world that could threaten Master?
Hidden deeper than Master?
Queen Mother Xi shook her head vigorously to get rid of this idea, because this was impossible.
Xuan Qing smiled at his worried disciple and said, "It's okay, don't worry."
Then, Xuan Qing smiled bitterly and said: "The aura left for the disciples was planted deep in the depths. In order to prevent the disciples from discovering it, I couldn't control it remotely. Now I don't know what happened to the other disciples, right? With Ganoderma lucidum.”
Queen Mother Xi smiled and comforted her: "Master, don't worry, there is Kong... Junior Brother Kong and his junior brothers and sisters, there must be nothing wrong with him."
Xuan Qing could only smile and nod.
What else could be done?
Sighing in front of one's disciples, isn't that transferring one's own pressure onto the disciples?
…
Beiju Luzhou.
The fairy light filled the air thousands of miles away.
Rivers of blood!
More than 100,000 immortals filled the air, each guarding a node.
In this grand hunt, every immortal is just a node in this grand process, a dispensable part!
Right above Tushan, there are Hunyuan banners, Moxie swords, mutton-fat jade bottles...
All kinds of innate spiritual treasures, innate top-grade spiritual treasures, shine with all kinds of brilliance, completely, in all directions, in the sky and on the ground, covering Tushan on the hill.
Tu Shan held a mahogany staff in his hand and stood on the hill, looking coldly at the light in the sky.
Until now, Tushan has never left the hill.
Never made a move!
At least no one saw Tu Shan take action.
But in addition to the more than 300 Taiyi True Immortal and Taiyi Golden Immortal suppressed and buried under the hill, there are countless corpses of immortals around the hill.
A rough estimate, at least tens of thousands!
The roots of the mountain were almost stained red by the immortal's blood.
These immortals all died under the attacks launched by their own people.
Launching an attack on Tushan, he obviously hit Tushan, but inexplicably, he killed his own people, sometimes even his companions, and sometimes even himself.
Until now, no one knows what magical powers Tushan used and how he did it.
Outside the territory of thousands of miles covered by more than 100,000 immortals, there are thousands of Daluo True Immortals suspended on another famous mountain.
There are more than three hundred Daluo True Immortals at the peak level.
Daluo Zhenxian who belongs to Jiejiao!
It is not difficult to cultivate to become a Daluo True Immortal when Heaven does not use Heavenly Dao to specifically suppress the common people and there is no Heavenly Dao to suppress it!
But if you want to become a Daluo Jinxian, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven!
These Daluo True Immortals who intercepted the teaching were suspended in the sky, looking at the territory of one hundred thousand miles.
Everyone looked solemn.
The scale is too big!
Suddenly, in front of thousands of immortals, the universe suddenly fluctuated, and then, a person appeared from the crack in the universe.
The fat Taoist in the middle asked quickly: "Have you heard what's going on?"
The visitor cupped his fists and said, "Senior Qi Zhen, it is said that he is dealing with one person."
The fat Taoist frowned and said, "To deal with one person, more than ten sects under the name of Chanjia were dispatched? Who is the opponent?"
The visitor bowed and said, "I don't know, I don't know. It seems that the Chanjiao sect doesn't know who the other party is."
A middle-aged Taoist next to the fat Taoist shouted: "You bastard, you dare to talk nonsense without investigating clearly!"
The fat Taoist laughed and said, "Senior brother, please be patient. I think most of what Zhuzi said is true."
The middle-aged Taoist asked puzzledly: "Why?"
The fat Taoist laughed and said, "Senior brother, just think, if we had found out who the visitor was, the Chan Sect would have already reported it. Would such a big battle be necessary?"
The middle-aged Taoist murmured: "Senior brother, what you mean is that until now, the Chan Sect is still testing each other's origins?"
The fat Taoist said: "That's not necessarily the case."
The middle-aged Taoist nodded slowly: "Brother, the question now is, what should we do?"
The fat Taoist and the middle-aged Taoist both turned around and looked behind them.
Behind their thousands of Daluo True Immortals, there were also more than 50,000 disciples gathered.
The teaching is really amazing.
Since the establishment of the sect under the sage, such a big scene has never happened.
If the Chan Jiao sect has defeated the enemy and the more than 100,000 immortals turn around and attack with a roar, not a single Jie Jiao sect can withstand it.
They will all be swept away in an instant!
None of the second-generation disciples of the saint would interfere in this kind of sect fighting in Luzhou, Beiju.
Although there is no such agreement, this is a rule that everyone understands.
Because, once the second-generation disciples of the saint intervene, it will be a war between Taoist sects, a war between Jiejiao and Chanjiao.
They can only cope with it!
The fat Taoist looked away and said slowly: "Wait a moment."
Many Jiejiao Immortals all nodded slowly.
…
Above the hill.
The old woman is holding Moye's sword, and the Taoist surnamed Hua next to her is holding the Hunyuan banner.
Not far away, three Taoist priests had mutton-fat jade bottles suspended above their heads.
…
To name a few!
Chan taught almost half of the innate spiritual treasures of the Twelve Golden Immortals!
There are three items that are qualified to be prefixed with the word "Hunyuan"!
Just these magic weapons can easily crush a Da Luo Jinxian.
Not to mention, there are more than 100,000 immortals working together to suppress the formation.
It is equivalent to the young man on the hill, who is under the pressure of more than 100,000 immortals all the time.
However, the boy is still the same!
The only change was that the boy changed from sitting to standing.
The old woman and others also completed a round of magic weapon tour. As a result, nearly ten thousand of their fellow disciples died!
A single magic weapon was obviously unable to cause any harm to the young man.
The old woman's body was trembling, and there was cold sweat on her palms.
The hundreds of Daluo True Immortals present and suspended in the air were in worse condition than the old woman.
No fighting, just scared!
Too strong!
However, such a powerful enemy cannot be left behind!
The old woman suddenly shouted sternly: "Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Moye's sword flew out from the old woman's hand.
Immediately afterwards, Hunyuan Banner followed almost simultaneously.
The mutton-fat jade purification bottle spilled endless water, and the rushing rivers turned into flying swords one after another. The rivers of flying swords converged and slashed downwards!
There are even more saponin flags flying out in all directions, sealing the world again and suppressing the youth!
