The stagnation of time finally dissipated, and Xuan Zhen's eyes were about to burst. He no longer looked as kind as before, but his eyes were full of fear.
The hand had disappeared and they could no longer pursue it. But both Xuan Zhen and Gao Yun knew that that man was the lord of Xiewan City!
That scroll may have a lot to do with it!
Xuan Zhen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and silently recited the Bing Xin Jing Shen Jue to calm the uproar in his heart at this moment.
"Gao Yun, you and I should quickly notify the Mahayana masters of all parties to convene the Tianji Hall to discuss this matter!"
Gao Yun frowned, and his eyes were a little scarlet.
"But is our luck snake real?!"
Xuan Zhen opened his eyes, having recovered from his rage.
"Now our gains and losses are not important anymore!"
"The Lord of Evil City has not shown his face or even taken action for thousands of years. He only used the five evil lords to serve as his pawns with swords in his hands."
"Thousands of years ago, he was already in the late stage of Mahayana, and his current cultivation level is even more terrifying. And this time he took the scroll away, not to mention it was a great gift, I'm afraid it was the clarion call for their attack."
"China is really going to be in trouble now!"
Gao Yun took a deep breath, and together with Xuan Zhen, he took out his Grandmaster's Order, poured mana into it, and summoned everyone in Tianji Hall to come to discuss matters.
At this moment, a strong wind rushed into the hall. A middle-aged man in green robe had a resolute and heroic face. He had a broadsword on his waist and his right hand was grabbing an elegant man dressed as a scholar like a chicken.
The man was already covered in bloodstains and looked extremely miserable. His Qihai Dantian was shattered to pieces. The soul in Jiang Palace was also split with a knife and was bound by a rope-like magic weapon, unable to break free.
And Gao Yun's eyes sharpened, because this man was the swallowing soul that he had fought with before.
Zhao Qingtang looked at the old Xuan Zhen, a somewhat complicated look appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.
He threw the swallowing soul to the ground and said with a slightly puzzled expression.
"I noticed that there were strange fluctuations in your sect, so I came to investigate, and happened to bump into this evil cultivator. He didn't seem to want to fight with me, but was blocked by an unknown force, so I delayed some time to deal with it. Now he is disabled by me. Went to Qihai and Yuanshen.”
"What's your situation in Penglai now? Where is that ghost lady Qianchan? Are your spirit snakes still..."
When Zhao Qingtang saw the withered golden lotus flowers in the pond, and even the water looked extremely turbid, he knew in his heart that the two remaining luck snakes would also suffer misfortune.
Xuan Zhen also looked at the male cultivator in front of him, with complex expressions rising in his cloudy eyes.
He was the one who provoked Penglai in the first place and chopped up a fairy mountain, which triggered the conflict between the Yuandao lineage and Penglai. It can even be said that he is the main reason why his sect is determined to cultivate spiritual snakes.
But she couldn't blame him. The original dispute could only be settled by each other, and it was a confusing matter. The idea of using secret methods to breed luck snakes has been around for a long time, but Zhao Qingtang hastened the matter.
She sighed inwardly and replied.
"Qian Chan died, the spiritual snake was snatched away, and the Lord of Xiewan City appeared."
"This matter is a long story. Laoshen and Gao Yun have already notified all the masters to come to discuss the matter. Grandmaster Qingyuan is also asked to wait for a moment. We will tell you the whole story by then."
Xuan Zhen has regained his energy and talks to the three earthly immortals guarding Jiu Xi.
"You protect the saint and retreat, let Master Zhang heal Xi'er immediately. There is no need to be stingy with the spiritual items in the library."
The three of them took orders and retreated with the fainting Jiu Xi.
Now only the unconscious Soul-Swallowing Evil Lord and the three Mahayana masters were left in the hall, looking at each other in disbelief, and the atmosphere was extremely condensed.
…
Endless sea.
There are people wearing black robes walking on the beach, with bare feet, feeling the roughness of the sand and the humidity of the sea.
It looked like a man's figure, and under the black hood was a handsome face that was indistinguishable from male and female, but it looked a bit pale and haggard, making people feel worried and pitiful when looking at it.
He took off his hood, looked at the undulating blue sea with a smile, and threw an ancient scroll with his right hand.
Before it was unrolled, the scroll was bathed in bloody flames, and an extremely shrill hissing and roaring sound came from within. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and smile a little drunkenly, as if he was hearing some celestial music and good news.
The bloody flame burned for seven or eight breaths. As the voice within it gradually became lower, the blood flame also extinguished.
Then when the scroll was unfolded, all the paintings of python shadows and dragons that were originally inside had completely dissipated, and it was completely blank. However, threads of blood-red aura emerged from it and fell into the sea water.
Gu Shaorong's expression remained unchanged, and he opened his squinted eyes, his eyes as dark as an abyss, unfathomable.
The more it gathers, the deeper it becomes. The water is shimmering and the blood is black and thick. As the water waves sway, it gradually condenses into its own form.
Gu Shaorong looked at him, a look of madness gradually appeared in his eyes.
"The good-for-nothing Blood Butcher, let her go to the Holy Demon Realm with Mu Sheng to seize the fragments of the wronged soul of the Great Demon of the West. The effect is much better, but in the end, even Mu Sheng's sweet nine-meridian fusion body was lost. "
"But this method is enough. I took all the essence, blood, and souls of pythons and snakes from all over the world and smelted them into this scroll. I also included the Penglai Luck Spirit Snake, and gained 65% of its luck."
"Now this resentful dragon should be finished!"
The snake clan can cultivate and transform into a dragon, and the dragon can also walk on the sea and ascend the dragon platform. There has been no trace of dragons in Tianxu China for tens of millions of years. Today, he used the supreme secret method to create a true dragon!
The billowing black and red mist swept into tidal water rolls and rose into the sky. The sounds of pythons roaring and fierce dragons roaring could be heard. They gradually disappeared, and then there was a roar that penetrated the sky and the earth.
The black and red creature was more like mist, like a body without real flesh and blood, but its scales were like made of crystal, crystal clear and shining red, its eyes were dark gold, and it was thirty-six feet long. There are claws and five toes on the abdomen, and there are two jet black horns on the head like ink jade.
Gu Shaorong looked a little obsessed and murmured in a low voice.
"nice!"
"Outer God? Don't let me down."
…
Kunlun.
A girl in a white dress sits quietly cross-legged in the middle of the lake. Her hair is crow-green, her appearance is fairy-like, and a purple-gold divine pattern appeared between her eyebrows at some point, which makes her holy and extraordinary.
She suddenly opened her eyes and sighed.
Ming Linlang stretched out her right hand, and an irregular piece of suet-fat white jade floated in the palm of her hand. Its texture was delicate and filled with light, making people feel calm when looking at it.
Staring at the white jade with her azure eyes, she pursed her lips.
She can detect fluctuations anywhere in the Tianxu Shenzhou, and what happened to Penglai cannot be hidden from her eyes now.
But she couldn't move.
The white jade suddenly merged into her body and disappeared, making it difficult for others to find her.
Ming Linlang had truly made her choice that day when she went from the late stage of divine transformation to returning to the void.
Set foot on this path and never look back, knowing that she only has one chance.
Closing her eyes, the white jade was in her Jiang Palace, surrounding the Yuanshen, spreading out layers of jade-like white light, crystal clear, causing the mana in the Yuanshen to grow at a terrifying speed.
Although it is stolen power, it is the only way.
