The Nine Nether Forbidden Land is only a corner on the endless continent, not even a microcosm. The battle here instantly determines the outcome, and there is no way to explain it. Even if there are several places in the same place, they are all killed by immortal cultivators. Even if the kill was successful, it would still be the same if he won. Lin Su knew very well that whoever could finally change the final situation would be the winner.
So far, and even in the next period of time, it can only be regarded as a warm-up. The opponent's real main force has not come on stage. If it appears, it will not only be the current situation. How many of our own immortal cultivators can Whether he will survive or not is unknown!
Lin Su stood alone at the door of the Nine Nether Forbidden Land, looking to the south through the void, as if there were countless illusory battlefields in the sky, with scenes of a large number of immortal cultivators fighting with human faces and beast bodies. This reminded him again of the Pinggu battlefield. The pictures seem somewhat similar, but they are not.
But even in the preliminaries, the level of bloodshed was not inferior to any previous fights. Even many mid-Yuan King and late Yuan King who had risen from hiding were quite frightened. The last time it was so bloody, it seemed that it was still Liu Yemei fought everywhere, but compared to this, the level of bloodshed was unmatched. After all, the latter would not kill low-level immortal cultivators unless the other party sought death.
In this fight, no one can be spared. Even a mere mortal is targeted by many beasts with human faces. The latter are completely premeditated and organized to carry out encirclement and suppression, and even appear in front of the immortal cultivators every time. The strength is exactly the right amount, just enough to kill one or several immortal cultivators in front of them, so that in most cases, the immortal cultivators end up with miserably defeated or tragic death.
The worst thing for the immortal cultivators was the killers sent by Xiao Nanguo. Perhaps they were originally too scattered. After experiencing fierce battles with many immortal cultivators, and then encountering the ferocious human-faced beast body, they were completely helpless. At this time, almost the entire army was wiped out, let alone attacking the Nine Forbidden Areas.
Even in the Xiaonan Kingdom, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away, there are also a large number of human-faced beasts. The battle is not only from north to south, but more like blooming everywhere in the endless continent, as if they appear in all the cultivators at the same time. In front of the enemy, and with its violent and overwhelming power, everyone was caught off guard!
At this time, somewhere in the mountains, next to Shen Banxian's residence, apart from him sitting on the edge of the bamboo forest, there was also a figure standing next to him. His body was very fat, and the former was very surprised. He did not expect the person who came today. Could it be him?
"Why can't I be a sword bearer?" A faint voice sounded. As he spoke, the man took out a chicken leg from his pocket, and then sat down straight, with a greasy mouth. The person who came was none other than the fat uncle.
"You have more important things to do! Leave this little thing to the younger generations!" Shen Banxian brewed a cup of tea and pushed the tea cup towards the fat uncle.
"Hmph, Liu Yemei didn't die at the old site of Tianji Pavilion before, right? Is this what you arranged?" The fat uncle killed a chicken drumstick in two mouthfuls, and then he raised the tea cup in his hand and drank it in one gulp, not caring about the above of heat.
"Have you discovered all this? As expected of the former protector of Qingxuan Sect, the first person under Emperor Yuan is indeed well-deserved!" Shen Banxian was slightly surprised, then sipped his tea and said with a smile.
"Not only is he not dead, he seems to be attached to that kid Lin Su..." The fat uncle suddenly said in a deep voice. Ever since he came out of the old Tianji Pavilion, he found that the soul power spread out by Lin Su was extremely terrifying. , if it is truly all activated, it will definitely start in the Holy Realm, but it is obvious that most of the soul power in it is not his, so he doubts that Liu Yemei is not dead.
"So?" Shen Banxian was a little confused. Is this just a trivial matter?
"So, you had already expected the monster tribulation today?" The fat uncle narrowed his eyes.
"No, it's not me, it's me and Xiao Yu!" Shen Banxian shook his head, then stood up and walked deeper into the bamboo forest ahead.
"As I expected, everything has something to do with you two, don't you know something?" The fat uncle did not get up, but poured tea and drank it himself.
"To be honest, Brother Xiao and I deduced the major events of this continent for thousands of years! Among them, this monster tribulation was included." Shen Banxian also said something shocking, and even made no secret of it. The fat uncle trembled.
However, before he could speak, Shen Banxian behind him continued: "That's why I discussed with Xiao Yu back then to leave a trace of Liu Yemei's soul in order to resolve today's crisis!"
"What a great move to kill with a borrowed sword. With Liu Yemei's personality, if he had a physical body, he would not miss the opportunity to fight against his leader in a human-faced beast body. After all, it is another good opportunity to attack the holy realm." The fat uncle put down the tea cup , said lightly.
"Don't you want to know the important events of thousands of years in future generations?" Shen Banxian suddenly smiled.
"I don't want to know. If I'm not wrong, you must have figured out something terrible. Xiao Yu's inexplicable disappearance is probably related to this, right?" The fat uncle is not stupid either. It's better not to know some things. , the more troubles you have, the more you know.
"Okay, this is in line with your personality. It's best to live freely." Shen Banxian was not surprised by his response.
"But why Lin Su?" The fat uncle still returned to the topic. After all, Liu Yemei is not a good person. Even with only her soul left, she can kill many people in the upper four realms instantly. It depends on whether she is willing. Consume the little soul power.
"So far, only Lin Su can suppress Liu Yemei's soul, so it must be him. Are you satisfied with this reply?" Shen Banxian seemed to no longer play riddles, but seemed to be a bit outspoken!
"This..." The fat uncle was a little stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"He has many secrets, even related to the Pinggu battlefield, so it can only be him, only him!" Before the fat uncle could say more, Shen Banxian said again.
"Okay, we've talked enough for today. You didn't come all the way here just for this matter, right?" After a while, Shen Banxian scratched his head. It seemed that it was the first time he had seen the fat man so quiet, which seemed a bit inappropriate. Common sense.
"Ah? I'm going on a long trip, and I probably won't be able to come back here for a while." After pondering for a few breaths, the fat uncle looked ahead and said to himself.
"Well, it's time for you to attack the Yuanhuang Realm. It's better to stay far away." Shen Banxian looked at his back and was stunned for a moment. The Endless Continent is currently relatively unfriendly to immortal cultivators. It's weak. The trial place is as weak as a horse, and the terrifying trial place is so terrifying that it is inhumane. There is no place suitable for this realm to set foot in.
"Let's go!" After saying softly, the fat uncle who was sitting on the bamboo chair disappeared in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already in the mountain. Looking at Qingxuan and Yang Long in front of him, he had a complicated face. In fact, he was not surprised by this result. He even knew very well back then that after the two factions completely went to war, whether Qingxuan Both the sect and the Demon Sect will cease to exist, not to mention the glory of the past, and even the comfort brought by the peace will no longer exist.
When Yang Long saw the big fat uncle, he was slightly startled at first, and then smiled with relief. Today he finally met the legendary protector, but he didn't expect it to be him, this usually dishonest cook. There is no airs at all. In the past, I often quarreled with him over Yang Sui's matters. Now that I think about it, it's really a bit magical!
"Then let's leave first. Take care of yourself! I'll come back to see you when I have the chance." Qingxuan sighed heavily. He couldn't accept this ending, as if it was all his fault. It was the first time in his life that he had done this. Bitter, as if a wisp of tears wanted to burst out. Before Yang Long could respond, he flashed directly into the distance, and then the two of them disappeared deep into the mountains again.
"Is this kid crying? We really don't blame you!" Yang Long was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile. It has never been easy for the leader of Qingxuan Sect. It is normal for him to make a wrong step. , everything is a foregone conclusion today, what's the use if you can't see through it?
When the fat uncle left, Shen Banxian did not turn around and leave. Instead, he continued to sit back on the bamboo chair. After taking a sip of tea, he silently said to the air: "He is gone, why don't you show up yet?" Are you waiting for dinner? "
In this sudden moment, two black figures suddenly appeared in the air. They looked exactly the same, like shadows, and their bodies were filled with demonic energy. One of them had reached the late stage of King Yuan.
"What? The once dignified master of the Demon Sect, now looks like this? It seems a bit unreasonable!" Shen Banxian glanced at the person in front of him, and he didn't seem surprised at all.
"Thank you just now!" The demon sect master's clone did not move, and the main body of the middle-stage Yuan King came slowly.
"It's a small effort, not worth mentioning! What do you want from me?" Shen Banxian brewed a cup of tea again and pushed it towards the former. The fragrance of tea had already filled most of the space.
"I want to know the important events that you and Xiao Yu deduced over the thousands of years since then." The leader of the Demon Sect got straight to the point. He had heard it very clearly just now, and this was the only thing that interested him.
"You don't want to know. The road ahead will only get worse and worse, and it won't be very friendly to anyone, including me!" Shen Banxian said silently, staring at himself reflected in the tea until the tea appeared. A slight ripple.
"Okay, forget it if you don't tell me." The leader of the Demon Sect shrugged helplessly. Just when Shen Banxian thought he would give up, the former asked an unexpected question again, making him frown slightly.
"Where did Xiao Yu disappear back then? I don't believe he was killed." This sentence came from the clone behind him. Recommend:.recommenda
