"How to calculate the amount of effort?" Ye Jianxin of Dongyang City asked.
"It will be measured by the number of monsters killed in the Golden Palace. If a group fights the trolls, the share of the effort will be decided through public discussion." Temple Master Yanhe said.
Ye Jianxin was noncommittal and seemed to have no better way.
"Brother Yanhe's rules are good. The most important thing is that everyone works together, negotiates well when dividing the war profits, and makes decisions through public discussion, so as to be basically fair." Gu Jiazhen agreed.
"What if we only get one indivisible treasure, such as a magic weapon?" Wang Jinhong, the heavenly being, asked. He and his junior sister Lu Miaoqing are top level experts, and they have become Taoist companions on the path to immortality. They share the same mind, and they once worked together to kill the Martial Saint.
"Then estimate the value, convert it into spiritual stones and then distribute them." Temple Master Yanhe said.
"On the way to treasure hunting, if you encounter outsiders, you will be killed," Yongjincheng Martial Saint Jia Leyi asked.
"If their strength is far greater, then work together to kill them. If their strength is similar, just be patient for the time being." Yanhe said.
"What if we separate after entering the Golden Palace?" Jiao Sanfeng asked. His three brothers also killed the Martial Saint.
"There is always a place to meet, and it is said that the second level of the Demon Gate is it." Yanhe replied.
Xue Tong remained silent throughout the whole process, smiling and nodding frequently, showing no objection.
He thought to himself, no matter how good you say it is, there will undoubtedly be internal strife at the critical moment.
Finally, an agreement was reached, and on the same day that the Golden Palace appeared, they all set off from Yaoling.
…
Time passes.
The golden clouds on the top of the mountain are getting thicker and thicker, rolling endlessly.
There are more and more high-level monsters and demons in the city.
Finally waited until the Golden Palace appeared!
The palace is resplendent, floating on thick rose gold clouds.
"Whizzing..."
Thousands of monks rose up into the clouds and plunged into the golden clouds.
The gold cloud is ten miles thick, and even Xue Tong's red gold eyes cannot see clearly.
What kind of accident happened to the monk when he entered was only known to him. Outsiders only saw that not long after, black dots fell from a high altitude. Most barely managed to land safely, and a few directly hit the pit. Life or death was uncertain.
At the foot of Yaoling Mountain, Xue Tong and his party of nine gathered together.
Yanhe shouted low and took off first.
The nine people were like nine arrows, piercing into the golden cloud one after another.
Xue Tong's figure stagnated, his vision was blurry, the golden clouds were dense and opaque, and the resistance was great.
He only vaguely felt that there were monks from the Nine-person Alliance dozens of feet away.
The pressure rises rapidly, and you can feel the change every foot high.
After a hundred feet, it is like carrying a weight of thirty thousand kilograms.
There is no way to rely on the Soaring Cloud Technique, so it only relies on the wind attribute spell to lift it up with the force of the gushing wind.
In a blink of an eye, the weight reached 100,000 kilograms.
…
The golden cloud is just over halfway.
The void suddenly fluctuated violently, and a scream came from my ears.
Sharp object attack on the lower left!
Xue Tong threw a heavy punch in the direction of the wave.
"Bang"
The fist was as sharp as a dragon, knocking away the earth-level sword. The golden cloud tore open the cylindrical passage and rushed towards the figure on the lower left.
There was a muffled sound.
The power of Tianbei's fist was shattered by the ax blow.
Xue Tong hurriedly collected his magic power and stopped spinning the Teng Yun spell. The lifting force suddenly decreased, and the heavy pressure immediately caused him to fall more than twenty feet.
Not far from the attacker.
"How dare you plot against me!"
Xue Tong vaguely saw the face of a bear demon. He was furious and punched hard.
A thought suddenly flashed across his consciousness, "Don't try to kill the monster clan with force, leave a way out!"
The force was suddenly rolled back, and the force exerted was less than 50%.
"boom"
The bear demon's short ax trembled greatly, and he used the power of his fist to fight and disappeared into the vast golden cloud.
Xue Tong stopped pursuing, and Teng Yun ascended.
The weight weighs more than one million kilograms!
Xue Tong is like carrying a mountain and flying into the sky, breaking through ten miles of golden clouds.
The eyes suddenly opened up, and the base of the Golden Palace was visible in the distance.
The base protrudes from a ten-acre platform. Yanhe and Ye Jianxin stand on one corner. Xue Tong is the third member of the nine-person alliance to arrive.
Not far away, there are several monsters and demons. Among them is a fox-like woman with peach cheeks and almond-shaped eyes, a water snake with a thin waist, a rounded back and a furry white tail. She has cultivated to be a martial saint and is behaving affectionately with the werewolf next to her.
Jiao Sanfeng's junior brother was the last among the nine. He was panting and his face was red. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of effort to break through the heavy pressure of the golden cloud.
Other scattered monks bypassed crowded places, stepped onto the steps, and passed through the main entrance of the Golden Palace.
"hurry up!"
Yanhe waved to Junior Brother Jiao Sanfeng impatiently.
Turn around a few steps and step onto the steps.
Xue Tong glanced at the demon monks, and saw that the bear demon arrived late, and it took the same time as Junior Brother Jiao to get on the pedestal.
At the main entrance of the Golden Palace, clouds and mist are billowing.
Xue Tonggang's demonic protective layer was increased to its strongest level and passed through the door.
The moment he entered the door, Li Chao moved at high speed, as if he had entered a teleportation channel.
After a few breaths, the scene before my eyes became clear.
Xue Tong was in a wide corridor, with no one around him.
In the distance of the corridor, there is a hazy light.
The scene of Yongjin Palace is different from that of Miantu Fantasy Garden, but it is still a person walking alone.
"The faster, the better. Who knows if the end of the corridor is the Demon Gate that Yanhe said."
"Ouch~"
A demon tiger jumped out.
Black smoke billows from the body, and the cultivation of heaven and man is complete.
Xue Tong punched the demon tiger into pieces with a simple punch and rushed towards the farther end of the corridor.
The monster reappears, the demonic image at the peak of heaven and man.
Xue Tong punched the elephant, but with a little control, the monsters in the corridor were real creatures, not talismans or demonic shadows.
The demon elephant fell down, and its heart was shattered by Xue Tong.
After the violent ape soul beast swallowed the demon soul, Xue Tong loaded up the beast corpse and continued to stride forward.
At the end of the corridor, smoke billowed, and the Martial Saint-level demonic dragon appeared!
The level of the monsters continued to increase, and Xue Tong was secretly shocked by the rate of increase: "If you do this, you won't even dare to pass the first level."
"Did I pass the test too quickly?"
Xue Tong thought of the past when the level of monsters changed due to the cultivation level of passers-by during Mian Tu.
"Huh~"
The devil dragon breathed out, and the purple devil flame billowed, filling the tunnel.
The demonic flames rolled in like wild waves.
There is no way to avoid it but to hit it head on.
Xue Tong's scorching sun moved out, and the nebula spewed out, forming a thick wall in front of him.
Xue Tong suspected that he was killing the monster too quickly, so he used strict control of his force. Nebula only held back the demonic flames and was unable to attack them.
The demon dragon roared loudly and exhaled three times in a row.
Xue Tong slowly increased his power, and the demon flame only rushed forward a few feet before being forced back.
This stalemate lasted about a stick of incense.
The demon dragon scratched and scratched him, but Xue Tong only defended but did not attack, allowing him to go crazy.
…
"Go to hell~!" Xue Tong shouted.
As soon as the force pulse is pressed, Fahai's spiritual orifice bursts out at the same time, and the brute force and magic power are integrated into one.
The sky was bright and bright, and a stream of "star-splitting" clouds shot out.
It's like a magic sword unsheathed, piercing through the heavy demonic flames, piercing the demonic scales, and cutting off the dragon's head!
The dragon's blood spattered and was scorched in the remaining flames of the demonic flames.
Xue Tong slowly packed up, intending to stay for a while.
At the end of the corridor, a bright light suddenly lit up.
A black devil slowly approached in the light. He was two feet tall and clad in black steel armor. He was a middle-stage martial saint!
"No way, the monsters in Yongjin Palace are so powerful." Xue Tong couldn't believe it.
"Are you here to give me a treasure, or are you here to kill me?" Xue Tong asked simply.
The demon is a real person and replied: "You have a very high level of cultivation, and the time to release the demon dragon is very short. It seems that only this saint can send you to the underworld!"
"The Yongjin Palace was specially arranged by the immortals from the upper world to kill monks indiscriminately in the spiritual world. What good does it do to the immortals?"
Xue Tong was puzzled and took the time to ask.
"Yongjin is an illusion created by the laws of space. This saint exists like an ant in the immortal world. Later, when he has an opportunity to perform meritorious deeds, he can accompany the immortal.
"Hand over all the stored magic weapons and let me see if you have what you need. If so, I will spare your life." The demon said.
Xue Tong thought, "Due to heavenly restrictions, monks in the immortal world are not allowed to enter the spiritual world at will. They listen to the devil's wishes. They seem to be looking for something."
"Taoist Master, do you need magical tools or exercises?" Xue Tong said in a cliché.
The demon sighed: "Forget it, I'll kill you and find you later."
"Wait a minute, if you are killed by me, wouldn't it be a big loss? Maybe Yang really has the best of both worlds, what exactly do you want?" Xue Tong said hurriedly.
The demon didn't even reply. The cuff dagger suddenly rose sharply and fell heavily.
"镪～"
Xue Tong poked out his sword and took the move forcefully.
The demon's expression changed slightly, but Xue Tong's cultivation was not far behind.
The demon roared, smoke billowed, and his joints crackled.
The body suddenly grew ten feet tall!
Xue Tong has seen the devil's technique, and among the thousands of humans in the world, he is the one at the bottom of the box.
Now in front of Xue Tong is a real demon whose demon power far exceeds that of Wan Long.
Xue Tong used all his strength, and the Hun Tian Splitting Sun Ju continued his heavy attacks.
The battle lasted for a long time, with no winner or loser.
"I am here to find out the whereabouts of a magic weapon!"
After fighting for a long time, the demon felt a little powerless and began to think of a peaceful solution.
Xue Tongxin had a premonition, suppressed the fluctuations in the sea of consciousness, and asked: "What kind of magic weapon?"
"Tiantian Lingbao, Crushing Divine Whip!"
Xue Tongrao was prepared, and his expression changed. He pretended to be surprised and asked: "How could the Tongtian Lingbao wander into the spiritual world, and why do we need to use the illusion to search for it."
"It's a long story. The Divine Whip has been stolen and needs to be searched secretly. The illusion is what attracts strong men from the spiritual world."
"The stronger you are, the more likely you are to die. It's best to use the God-Crushing Whip before you die, so that the Immortal can speak righteously to the spirit and search for you with great fanfare."
"If you have definite information about the God-Crushing Whip, I will end the war and let you go back." The demon said.
"If Yang has any news, he will still be chatting with you here. Since he wants to lure the God-Crushing Whip, why not send stronger monks such as Zhenfa and Lingzun to the Golden Palace?" Xue Tong continued to ask.
"The illusion is an 'opportunity' provided by the upper world. There is no true method in the vast continent, and even the monks at the top of the Martial Saint, the setting of the golden space is too strong, how can the heaven not doubt it?" said the demon cultivator.
"Martial Saint level monks are ordinary in the spiritual world, how can they be so strong?" Xue Tong questioned.
"The Immortal estimates that it has only been a thousand years since the Lingbao was lost. When the Lingbao wandered to the Chongguang Wanyu area in the human world, the most likely place to appear in the spiritual world is Mangmu Continent. Finally, it was chosen to set up a golden palace in Mangzhou. ." said the demon cultivator.
Xue Tong's heart moved, and he realized that the Chongguang Wanyu monk would most likely ascend to Manzhou Muzhou.
"In that Yongjin Palace, there are only traps but no treasures."
"Doesn't Warcraft not count? It is said that those who enter the illusion become stronger and die. Why do you need to know whether there is a treasure or not?"
Xue Tong roughly figured out the outline, "The God-Crushing Whip was lost, and the culpable immortal monk set up Yongjin Palace as a bait in an attempt to retrieve the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure."
"I can't help you, and I won't let you go without mercy!" Xue Tong will not spare the life of the demon cultivator!
