"Palace Master!" When the monks in Lingxiao Palace saw Lu Xiaotian returning to camp, they each put down their work and looked at Lu Xiaotian with reverence.
"Everyone goes about his or her own business." Lu Xiaotian happily returned to the first flying warship he had captured.
"Palace Master, there are still many matters in the palace that need to be dealt with. This is the palace master's token." At this time, Lei Wantian was still injured. When he saw Lu Xiaotian coming back, he immediately came over. After so many years, Lei Wantian When Wan Tian saw Lu Xiaotian again, he was filled with emotion.
"It's best for you to choose a deputy palace master. If you want me to appoint you, you will be the one to do it directly. Except during wartime, don't come to me for all matters, big or small. As for the palace master's token, it will be directly handled by the deputy palace master. .”
Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, not intending to control the trivial affairs of Lingxiao Palace.
Lei Wantian was stunned on the spot. This was the first time he saw such a maverick palace master. He had the power of the palace in his hands, and he was far stronger than ordinary monks in terms of actions and cultivation resources. But for a moment, Lu Xiaotian had disappeared.
"Since the Palace Master is devoted to the Tao, don't bother him with trivial matters in the palace. The Palace Master has already paid enough for our Lingxiao Palace." Chen Jinshan strode over to persuade.
"Although the deputy palace master is injured, since the palace master has told the deputy palace master to take charge of the affairs, it is up to the deputy palace master to make the decision."
Lei Wantian glanced at Chen Jinshan. Since he was a distant relative of his ancestor, Chen Jinshan's hand was stretched a little longer. The palace master just let go of the power and couldn't wait to come over. No matter what, we cannot fall into the hands of this selfish guy. Lei Wantian glanced regretfully at the place where Lu Xiaotian rested. It was a pity that the palace owner was unwilling to take care of these affairs. Otherwise, with the palace owner's prestige, how could Chen Jinshan dare to jump out, but Lingxiao Palace would not have such a blessing.
Deliberately returning to the Feitian warship, the background when Luo Qing left still kept popping up in his mind. Lu Xiaotian took a deep breath and began to run the Sanskrit Sound Clearing Heart Mantra, and his mind gradually calmed down.
After calming down, Lu Xiaotian's mind moved, and he began to sacrifice the soul of the eleventh-level cold dragon soul that he had recently obtained. The eleventh-level monster soul was more difficult to sacrifice than Lu Xiaotian had imagined. , several times almost allowed him to break through the obstruction of the restriction, but after all, this Yuan Shen has become a tree without roots. Lu Xiaotian has a unique method for capturing the Yuan Shen. After several tug-of-war attacks, he finally got his wish. .
As for the melee between the Mochizuki Immortal Realm and the Zhanyue Alliance, the Zhanyue Alliance suffered a heavy loss on the middle line and took some advantage on the east and west fronts. The battles on the center line broke out several more times. Lu Xiaotian made some gains each time he went out to fight, but it was far from as earth-shattering as the first time he participated in the war. After all, the Zhanyue Alliance had redeployed its deployment, and Lu Xiaotian faced the joint efforts of many Jindan monks. Under this, nature can no longer sweep across all directions. However, the warships of the Zhan Yue Alliance suffered extremely heavy losses. As the airspace was dominated by the Moon Alliance, the situation began to change in favor of the Moon Alliance.
At this time, in addition to the fierce battle in Tianjian Mountain, another hidden crisis is also constantly accumulating.
In the Wangyue Mountains, a gloomy black energy suddenly burst out, seeming to break through some kind of restriction. The mountain forest, which was originally filled with aura, centered on a low place, and the gloomy atmosphere slowly spread to all sides.
"No, the restriction has been broken!" At this time, an old man wearing a gray palm hat and a middle-aged man in brown clothes showing a pair of strong arms shot through the air.
The old man in the green palm hat is the supreme elder of the Wushi tribe, and the middle-aged man is the newly promoted Nascent Soul monk of the Youyi Qingfeng Sect in the Sky Realm.
This matter started when Lu Xiaotian returned to Lingxiao Palace a few days ago. Lu Xiaotian returned to the mountain gate of Lingxiao Palace and became the new palace master. He contacted Chen Henian and informed Chen Henian of the situation in the ghost cave. Having witnessed the thousand-year ghost catastrophe of the Jushi Clan with his own eyes, Lu Xiaotian fully understands the horror of the ghost clan.
In order to end this melee, Wen Changyun and other Nascent Soul cultivators informed the Yuanying cultivators of the Zhanyue Alliance. In the Southern Wilderness, the monks from the two realms of Stars and Stars didn’t take it seriously, but the monks from the Sky Realm couldn’t ignore it, so Master Huo Xiao took many Nascent Soul monks to the Ghost Insight to see in person. They were deeply worried about the situation in the Ghost Cave, but After all, the ghosts and monsters in the ghost cave have not yet broken through the blockade. The two-hundred-year war has been interrupted just because of such a small threat. Neither the low-level monks below nor the old Yuanying monsters like them can accept it.
So Master Huoxiao left two Nascent Soul monks, the old man with a green palm hat, Tianyou, and the brown-clothed middle-aged monk from the Qingfeng Sect, to guard against the strange emotions in the ghost cave in the Moon-watching Mountains.
During the few days they stayed together, they found that the gloomy ghostly aura was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a faint feeling that they were about to erupt.
Naturally, it was impossible for the two of them to keep staring at the ghost cave, so they each placed several restrictions at the entrance and exit.
I just didn't expect that several restrictions would be broken at the same time, and the ghostly energy that had been confined in the cave would spread outside. In the distance, a little skeleton ghost is emerging from the ghost hole, its empty eyes looking around, searching for the breath of life.
"This ghost cave has a tendency to lose control. Let's go in and have a look." The old man in the green palm hat looked solemn. He took one step and ducked into the ghost cave.
"Brother Wu, wait for me." The middle-aged man in brown clothes nodded, slowly, and did not enter the ghost cave.
Entering the cave, it was pitch black. A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the two of them, and it was as bright as sunlight piercing the darkness.
"Boom!" An explosion sounded inside.
"No, it's completely out of control." The old man in the green palm hat who came in first exclaimed.
"Haha, I have just broken through the shackles of this place, and you have sent me two such delicious human monks. It seems that my luck is pretty good." A rough voice sounded in the rolling black air.
"Ghost King!" The old man in the green palm hat and the middle-aged man in brown looked at each other, and a dark aura surged over them.
"It's not a good time to stay here for a long time, let's go!" The old man in the green palm hat shouted and fired electricity in the direction of the cave entrance.
"I haven't eaten human flesh in thousands of years. I finally encountered someone who came to my door. I want to leave. I want to ask if I agree with the water flag of the Nether Stream!" A ball of rolling black energy held up a lower body. Snakes and ghosts with human heads flying over.
The ghost with a human head and a snake body held up its bone palm, and a black flag shimmering with water came out and turned in its hand.
The ghost with a human head and a snake body held a black flag in its hand. The dark wind howled and the tide surged, and countless black waves were seen rushing toward the two of them.
"Dark stream of deep water!" The old man in the green palm hat and the middle-aged man in brown clothes were shocked at the same time. They didn't dare to get involved in the black water at all, and their speed accelerated again. However, two whirlpools were formed in the black wave, and the whirlpool had a strong influence on the two of them. Endless suction power.
As soon as the two of them jumped out of the cave, the waves formed by the water in the underworld surged like an earth tide, fluttering into the air against the law of gravity. Countless skeletons and ghosts poured out of the ghost cave.
