Dozens of elite disciples from the Five Holy Lands formed the Nine Yang Demon Subduing Formation outside the stone pillars.
After the formation was formed, Mo Qing just completed his promotion and became a powerful fourth-level demon. The overwhelming demonic energy swept all directions.
The surrounding strong demons who were sacrificed by blood all turned into dust and were blown away by a gust of wind.
The seven-color seal had almost no restrictions on Mo Qing in his heyday. He was not the blood demon ancestor. He had a powerful body.
This kind of restriction that focuses on controlling the soul can be easily torn to pieces for him.
"He's been promoted, everyone, don't hold back, kill him."
Nangong Yang shouted loudly and increased his input on the formation.
The disciples of the five holy places are united in a rare moment, and no one is left behind. At this moment, Mo Qing is a fourth-level powerhouse. If he is not killed, there will be endless troubles.
"Wanting to kill me, wishful thinking, bloodline secret technique, all demons eating my heart."
After being promoted to the fourth level, Mo Qing instantly mastered more bloodline secret techniques. At the same time, he also inherited the secret techniques of the blood demon ancestor.
Of course, most secret techniques require time to comprehend, but simple secret techniques can be used immediately.
He is using the soul secret technique to attack the five holy land monks outside the formation.
A large amount of black mist penetrated the blockade of the formation and attacked the spiritual sea of the monks in the five holy places.
"Damn it, everyone keep the mourning platform clear and don't let him succeed."
Shangguan Ziyun shouted loudly and used a thunder talisman to explode the black mist.
"Sunfire, go."
"Ice cage, trapped.
"Linghai Divine Thunder, fall."
The five holy land monks each have their own life-saving means. While activating the Nine-Yang Demon-Slaying Formation, they resist the attack from Mo Qing.
The powerful Nine Suns Demon-Slaying Formation is quite powerful for Mo Qing, who has just been promoted to the fourth level.
Soon, he felt the pressure, and scars appeared on his hard demonic body.
The fierce battle continued for an hour, and Mo Qing's injuries became more serious. At the same time, three elite disciples in the five holy places were killed by Mo Qing's secret technique.
"Everyone, he can't defeat us, continue to increase the attack, and destroy this demon today."
"He has inherited the mantle of the blood demon ancestor. If we let him go, there will be endless troubles."
Seeing the hope of victory, the elites of the five holy places continued to increase their attack intensity, striving to kill Mo Qing in one battle.
Mo Qing, who was trapped in the formation, began to feel anxious.
"No, if I continue to use it, I will be refined. I can't die here, no."
Mo Qingxin wavered and used the blood demon ancestor's secret technique that he had just comprehended.
"Blood Explosion Dafa, break it for me."
He burned most of his blood essence and performed terrifying bloodline secret techniques.
"boom……"
With a terrifying explosion, the Nine-Yang Demon-Suppressing Formation that the five holy places had been struggling to maintain was shattered into pieces. Half of the disciples who maintained the formation were seriously injured by the backlash.
"You want to kill me, you are delusional!"
Mo Qing almost drained his body of essence and blood and used the blood escape technique.
At this time, he was already very weak. If he continued to stay, he would be killed by the disciples of the Five Holy Lands. There was a chance of saving his life if he escaped.
Of course, after he has exhausted all his energy and blood, his body will become even weaker. Once he encounters an enemy again, even a third-level strong man may fall.
He is a gambler, and besides, there is no better choice.
"Damn it, let him escape."
Ouyang Hu spit out blood and slammed his fist on the ground.
"No, we must find him. Once he regains his strength, the consequences will be disastrous."
Shangguan Ziyun frowned, feeling anxious.
Fairy Bai Xin nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist Ziyun, you are right. Let the seriously injured disciple recover temporarily while we chase him."
"Chasing? How can we chase without direction? Do you know where Mo Qing went?"
Nan Tianyin laughed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Then we can't do nothing. This guy must be eradicated."
"Fellow Taoist Tianyin, do you have any advice?"
Nan Tianyin looked at the crowd and said proudly: "We are not the only ones who enter the Kamikaze Secret Realm. All the forces that enter the secret realm come here to get the treasure.
As long as we release the news, it will be said that Mo Qing has obtained a large number of top treasures from the Divine Wind Immortal Sect, and his cultivation level has instantly exceeded the fourth level.
After being besieged by us, he was already dying. Everyone in the same camp has the responsibility to kill this gang. "
"Hahaha! This method is wonderful! In this way, all the forces in the secret territory will be used by us.
No matter how powerful Mo Qing is, he can't escape the pursuit of all forces. Monsters and barbarians will also be interested in them. "
"More than that, when all the forces from all sides are searching for Mo Qing, we can also safely search for the Divine Wind Immortal Sect, the real treasure."
"Yes, let's spread the news first, and then we can go to Xu Feng Bamboo Forest."
"Everyone, we have suffered a lot this time. When we get to Xu Feng Bamboo Forest, we don't have to fight for it. Otherwise, it is very likely that we will make wedding clothes for others."
"I think it's okay. If there is a skill, everyone can make a copy. If it's a magic weapon or elixir, it will be divided equally according to the power."
"That's it."
The remaining monks from the Five Holy Lands quickly discussed the matter.
These wealthy and proud men of heaven have a large number of healing holy items on their bodies, and the seriously injured disciples will soon recover.
An hour later, they left together, planning to spread rumors first and then obtain the treasure.
When they were discussing, Ximen Changqing was not too far away. However, the wind was too strong, so they also released the sound insulation cover.
Therefore, Ximen Changqing did not know the content of the conversation between the disciples of the Five Holy Lands.
"The fourth-level demons are really terrifying! What I didn't expect even more was that the blood demon ancestor was actually plotted against by a junior like Mo Qing.
The majestic fifth-level demon king actually died in the hands of his own people. How sad and lamentable! I don’t know if it was the arrangement of the demon clan or Mo Qing’s own intention? "
Ximen Changqing smiled slightly, as if he had watched a good show.
He walked to the three statues and looked up at them carefully.
"This is! The Puppet Emperor is actually the senior Puppet Emperor."
The statue on the left is very familiar to Ximen Changqing. He had seen this statue in the Puppet Emperor's Secret Realm and knew it was the Puppet Emperor's statue.
The two statues that can stand alongside the Puppet Emperor are undoubtedly the Flame Emperor and the Thunder Emperor.
"These two are the seniors Yan Emperor and Thunder Emperor?"
"Three seniors, junior Ximen Changqing, you are polite."
Ximen Changqing bowed continuously and saluted the three seniors.
The three statues still stood motionless, showing no reaction.
This is the location where the strong wind is strongest, but the strong wind does not occur out of thin air, which makes Ximen Changqing interested.
From the outside, apart from three statues of seniors and dozens of damaged dragon pillars, there is nothing else here.
But Ximen Changqing always felt that it wouldn't be that simple here. Just because the disciples of the Five Holy Lands didn't discover it, it didn't mean that he couldn't discover something.
"Ring, how come there is suddenly an extra ring in the hand of Senior Puppet Emperor? It was clearly not there just now!"
When Ximen Changqing bowed to the statue of the Puppet Emperor, he suddenly found a stone ring on the Puppet Emperor's index finger.
As a pill-forming monk, his memory is so powerful that he had not found this ring after looking at it for a long time.
He was certain that this ring had just appeared. Perhaps his act of bowing had won the favor of the puppet emperor's statue.
"Is this an opportunity given to me? Thank you, Senior Puppet Emperor."
Ximen Changqing saluted again, slowly walked to the arm of the puppet emperor's statue, and gently took off the stone ring.
After dripping blood to identify its owner, the stone ring immediately emitted a dazzling light and turned into a golden ring.
"Divine Wind, this ring is engraved with the word Divine Wind. Senior Puppet Emperor is related to the Divine Wind Immortal Sect."
Ximen Changqing was slightly surprised, and an idea entered the divine wind space.
The internal space of this divine wind space is huge, much larger than the ten thousand acres of Jiutian Space.
In the middle is a statue, also a statue of the Puppet Emperor, smaller than the statues outside, but more lifelike.
Next to the statue, there is a circle of storage shelves with a large number of items placed on them, including spiritual treasures that exude spiritual light, golden jade slips, and many rare ores.
In short, there are a lot of good things in this place, Ximen Changqing looks at it, and his heart beats wildly.
In the distance, Ximen Changqing has not yet explored, but can feel mountains, rivers, canyons, grasslands, seas of flowers, pools, and even oceans.
The size of the divine wind space is beyond Ximen Changqing’s imagination.
"Congratulations, you have obtained the Kamikaze Ring. The Blood Demon Ancestor outside must have also been killed by you."
The statue of the Puppet Emperor made a sound, paused, and said doubtfully: "You have a familiar aura on your body, which is the aura of the secret realm in the East China Sea.
Presumably, the opportunity there has also been obtained by you. You are really unlucky! "
Hearing this, Ximen Changqing was not nervous. He had heard the Puppet Emperor's voice before in the Puppet Emperor's secret realm, so there was no need to be nervous.
This is just a thought left by the Puppet Emperor, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Senior Puppet Emperor, the opportunity of the East China Sea Secret Realm was indeed obtained by this junior, but the Blood Demon Ancestor was not killed by me."
Ximen Changqing didn't dare to lie and explained quickly.
"Well, yes, you are very honest and humble. I know everything that happened outside. You passed the final test.
I am just a thought that will disappear completely soon. Before that, I will tell you everything you want to know. "
The Puppet Emperor was very satisfied with Ximen Changqing and told many situations about the Divine Wind Space and the entire Divine Wind Immortal Sect.
It turns out that the Shenfeng Xianmen was the disciple of the Puppet Emperor. The sect established by them was completely wiped out when they fought against the invasion of the demons.
In order to preserve the last inheritance, the Puppet Emperor turned the Divine Wind Immortal Gate Dojo into a secret realm that was opened once every tens of thousands of years.
The supreme skills inherited by the Divine Wind Immortal Sect, as well as important spiritual treasures, and even the heavenly spiritual treasures, are all placed in the divine wind space.
In other words, Ximen Changqing obtained the largest and most core foundation of the Divine Wind Immortal Sect.
In addition to the heritage of the Divine Wind Immortal Sect, the Divine Wind Space also has a large amount of heritage left behind by the Puppet Emperor, including detailed information on refining real-person level puppets.
These important treasures are all around the statue of the Space Puppet Emperor, and they all belong to Ximen Evergreen.
"Little friends, the demons are likely to make a comeback. The mortal world depends on you young people. By the way, there is a wind eye stone on the top of the statues of Emperor Yan and Emperor of Thunder outside.
The ancestor of the Blood Demon is dead. There is no need to keep this Wind Eye Stone here anymore, so I gave it to my little friend. In the future, there will be no more Gangfeng Canyon. "
After saying that, the puppet emperor's thoughts completely dissipated.
The lifelike statue of the Puppet Emperor also turned into dust and floated everywhere in the divine wind space.
"Thank you, senior."
Ximen Changqing bowed to the disappearing statue, and then checked the storage shelves around him.
"The secret technique of real-person puppet refining! So many spiritual treasures, the supreme technique of the Divine Wind Immortal Sect, and the Xuantian Storm Heart Technique. This is actually a supreme-level technique.
It turns out that on top of the Heaven-level skills, there are also the Zun-level skills. What about the Heaven-Breaking Technique that I have cultivated? What level of skills are there? "
"Zong-level technique, Dutian Shen Thunder Heart Technique, another new-level technique."
"The skills are divided into heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, above the heaven level is the sect level, and above the sect level there is the sect level. Xuantian Storm is the divine wind sect. The only sect level skill is the core treasure of the sect."
"A Shenfeng Immortal Sect has one Zun-level skill, three sect-level skills, and countless heaven-level and earth-level skills. This foundation far exceeds that of the five holy lands.
The sects in the mortal world back then were far more powerful than they are today, and the human race's strength has declined so much that it's tragic. "
Looking at these skill secrets, Ximen Changqing felt extremely worried about the current situation in the mortal world.
The human race has really declined. The holy land that represents the core strength of the human race has only heaven-level techniques that are publicly available.
There may be hidden advanced skills, but at most they are at the sect level. The skills of a Divine Wind Immortal Sect surpass those of the Five Holy Lands.
"I originally planned to find a Heaven-level skill for Yongxing, but I didn't expect that there is a Zun-level skill. Xuantian Storm is perfect for Yongxing."
Putting these skills back to their original places, Ximen Changqing only glanced at the Lingbao area before leaving the divine wind space.
He doesn't need a treasure of this level yet, so he can just leave it aside for now.
"I'm sorry, two seniors."
Ximen Changqing flew to the top of the two statues and searched for a long time before he found two wind-eye stones as big as their heads.
The strong wind generated by this wind eye stone blows in all directions at the same time through the wind array formed by the three statues.
If it weren't for the reminder from the Puppet Emperor's will, Ximen Changqing would never have been able to find the cause of the Gang Feng, let alone the two Wind Eye Stones.
This wind eye stone is a fifth-level treasure. It is an essential raw material for refining wind attribute treasures. It can almost be used to refine psychic treasures.
Even if nothing is refined, just refining the wind eye stone itself can be used as a weapon.
After Ximen Changqing obtained the Wind Eye Stone, the Gangfeng Canyon gradually subsided, and the huge Gangfeng Canyon became an ordinary valley.
"This is a good opportunity. Let Yulian and the others come out and quickly collect the wind spiritual objects in the canyon."
Ximen Changqing asked Pan Yulian and the little guys from Jiutian Space to quickly come out to collect spiritual objects.
"Brother Qing, where is the Gangfeng in Gangfeng Canyon?"
"Haha! I have collected the wind eye stones. There must be many wind spiritual objects in Gangfeng Canyon now. Let's collect them quickly."
Ximen Changqing didn't want to explain too much. More and more forces were entering the canyon, and they had to move quickly.
