Such a horrifying scene made the surrounding disciples feel confused for a while.
"Senior Brother Mo Yun, this is..." The wine-sacrifice monk who just wanted to help someone said with a surprised look on his face.
"I was careless. I didn't expect that the things marked by the Immortal Lord as flesh-field spiritual objects are so terrifying. I accidentally caught him. With just one blow, we were all defeated. If it weren't for the old Taoist's life-saving means, we would probably all have returned. not coming."
Old Taoist Mo Yunzi, who had seven eyes on his face, said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, I have lived up to my fate. This is definitely the legendary Baimu Meat Field, and it is also the top natural meat field!"
"In this case, report it quickly." The other two Jijiu, who had been silent until now, said, "The situation of these senior brothers can only be solved by the arrival of the Immortal Lord!"
"No need, the old Taoist has already sent a message to the Holy Master of Five Elements. Because the photo was attached, he has received a reply. The Immortal Lord will be here soon. Now hurry up and open the altar!" The old Taoist Mo Yunzi said weakly.
The expressions of the three remaining Jijiu Daxiu changed slightly, but then returned to normal. The three of them looked at each other and said, "Okay!"
Immediately afterwards, the three people floated up and looked at the deck. At this moment, a group of disciples were surprised and said: "The spiritual object that the Immortal Lord is looking for has been found. According to the previous preparations, start opening the altar!"
The disciples with different expressions were stunned at first, and then they were all overjoyed.
After they got the unlucky lot, they came to do this task honestly, just for this small possibility!
One by one, they suppressed their excitement and began to act according to the previous rehearsal.
There is actually a huge altar carved on the entire deck.
The old Taoist Mo Yunzi dragged the three of them to move a little bit.
Because it has been practiced countless times, everyone is very familiar with it.
Everyone, including the three leaders, suppressed their excitement and felt anxious. They opened the altar, offered incense and invited music, all in one go.
"The fragrance echoes to the heaven and earth, the blood talisman and the white bones cast the spiritual formation; I have traveled thousands of miles to invite the immortal king, and I pay my respects to all the benefactors in this altar!"
"The disciples from the lower realm are dedicated to paying my respects, and the Immortal Lord of Transcendence has arrived. The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law."
As the leading wine-offering monk recited the final incantation, the paper man above the altar floated directly into the sky.
"Boom!"
Almost at the same time as the paper figures floated up, thunderclouds quickly gathered in the sky.
Under the gaze of everyone, the paper man expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye turned into a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute face, and an extraordinary handsome appearance. He was not a human being.
"Snapped!"
With the appearance of the young man, Lei Jie also arrived in time.
The peerless celestial figure, the otherworldly temperament, and the calmness of nothing under the thunder bombardment made everyone, even those who had heard many legends, fall into a daze.
Wang Zijia looked indifferent and did not even raise his head to give Lei Yun any attention.
His eyes were shining with an extremely strong aura, looking at the meat ball in the distance where the movement had not completely subsided.
In the midst of the intense pollution, an extremely pure aura appeared in his eyes, making Wang Zijia feel slightly happy.
This kind of situation where the yang pole produces yin is still in the monster, it should be the meat field.
Following the feedback from the probing technique in his eyes, a little smile appeared on Wang Zijia's indifferent face.
Name: Baimu Nidan
Category: Natural meat field
Level: third grade
Output: Demon Eyes and Ghost Eyes
After receiving the feedback from the spiritual eye, Wang Zijia looked down with a smile.
The first thing I noticed was the four unlucky ghosts in the midst of evil.
He raised his hand, and four pills flew down, saying: "Take it for them!"
Mo Yunzi, the only one who was awake, immediately took the pill, turned his hand and swallowed one pill himself, and then gave another pill to the three people who were unconscious.
Wang Zijia changed his mind and exchanged the pollution, including the deformities on his body.
"Um!"
The three of them woke up immediately, and the abnormalities on the four of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Thank you, Patriarch!" x4
Wang Zijia nodded slightly and waved his hand, intending to let the Dharma frame leave first.
"Huh?!"
But when his eyes swept across the deck, he stopped and let out a soft sigh.
He raised his hand and waved slightly, and a young man was restrained by magic power and floated up.
The sturdy young man Shang Rifeng was originally looking at it with excitement, but then he suddenly realized that he was being restrained by the Immortal Lord and floating up.
The elegant young man Yao Wenxuan next to him flashed his eyes for a moment and buried his head a little lower.
However, Shang Rifeng was floating in the air in full view of everyone.
Wang Zijia looked at him carefully for a moment, then stretched out his hand gently.
Rich runes immediately appeared on Shang Rifeng's body, covering his entire body like a piece of clothing.
"Wave!"
As the aura of Wang Zijia's fingertips touched the runes, the clothes made of runes looked quite good, but they were ruined by Wang Zijia as if they were just a piece of clothing.
"Forehead!"
The dull Shang Rifeng's face instantly turned red, and a massive amount of aura erupted from his body.
At the same time, his cultivation level, which he had just grasped the Qi Sense and had not been able to practice in a year, quickly climbed to the level of seven or eight years of Taoism in the blink of an eye.
"Is it really the best spiritual root?" Wang Zijia said in surprise.
The people below who were originally curious all looked at Shang Rifeng in astonishment.
Yao Wenxuan was also mixed in, looking a little nervous.
Wang Zijia frowned, looked at Shang Rifeng and said, "You have joined the Demon Suppressing Sect, why do you hide it even if you suppress your foundation? The notice for recruiting talented disciples that I issued before was not sent to the Demon Suppressing Sect? "
Shang Rifeng was stunned for a while, then realized that Wang Zijia was asking him, and said confusedly: "The best spiritual root? Me?"
Wang Zijia frowned slightly and looked down.
The few sacrificial wines below immediately said: "Grandmaster, in the notice of the Suppressing Demon Sect, Grandmaster, your various decrees have always been displayed on it and have never been taken down."
"As for this disciple... when he entered the sect for testing, he was just a pseudo-spiritual root with a slightly inferior spiritual root to low-grade ones. We don't know why."
"Forget it, let's retreat first, the spiritual things are important." As he spoke, he looked at Shang Rifeng and said, "As for you kid, I will report to my building when you return to the clan."
Shang Rifeng was stunned and said subconsciously: "Disciple, please obey the Immortal Lord's decree!"
Wang Zijia waved his hand and put it back on the deck, ignoring everyone. With his feet in the void and thunder and lightning above his head, he headed towards the fleshy island in front of him.
Among the crowd, Yao Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
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At this moment, Baimu Nidan, who had been stimulated by Mo Yunzi and others, saw Wang Zijia approaching. It was already in a frenzy and waved its tentacles in an attempt to attack Wang Zijia.
It looks like a weird sea urchin, but its body is an island, or it grows on the island below and cannot move.
Wang Zijia stood just outside the range of its tentacles, which caused it to roar repeatedly. On the tentacles, countless eyes opened, constantly flashing a strange pollution light.
But it was all absorbed by Wang Zijia's body, without any effect, just like a mud cow drowning in the sea.
Wang Zijia looked at him carefully for a long time, and among the dense eyeballs on his body, he found three eyeballs that were not contaminated and exuded pure spiritual light.
Meat fields are actually a kind of evil.
But for unknown reasons, very pure spiritual parts are occasionally born from their extremely filthy bodies. Well, some of them may also contain a little pollution.
Moreover, the effects of extraordinary characteristics are often much stronger than those of heavenly materials and earthly treasures of the same level.
However, this phenomenon is very rare.
It is even less likely than the ten-thousand-year-old elixir to directly become a spirit on its own.
After this phenomenon was discovered by the monks, and after countless people's research and study, the meat field was born and spread widely.
This special kind of evil is also called meat field.
While Wang Zijia was thinking, he sensed the aura of evil below. In fact, it is not strong. It has just passed the real person state and is much stronger than the miscellaneous fish in the core area of the Time Forbidden Zone, but it has not reached the level of Kong Mingchan.
It is no longer difficult for Wang Zijia to face it now.
Therefore, Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, and the golden dragon shadow wrapped around his body. During the fluctuation of mana, his whole body turned into a dragon spear, falling down with thunder.
He roughly broke off all the tentacles that came his way, and actively controlled the damage range. Avoid hitting the other party hard.
"Pfft!"
The dragon spear was inserted into the huge sea urchin-like body, and countless tentacle-like monsters growing on it surrounded Wang Zijia directly.
"Wow!"
Before they could be surrounded, Wang Zijia had already grabbed a strange eyeball that was flashing with spiritual light and spinning around, and started flying again.
"Roar!"
The monster who had one of his spiritual eyes gouged out fell into a state of rage.
The tentacles danced wildly, churning the surrounding seawater. Cause the boss to move.
Wang Zijia paid no attention to it. After checking the eye object in his hand, he turned his hand and put it away.
Looking at the rioting monsters below, he thought for a moment, then his aura surged, and crimson mana covered most of the sky like clouds.
"seal up!"
As Wang Zijia accumulated power for about a quarter of an hour, the crimson mana that rendered half of the sky poured into the island below like wind and residual clouds.
On the surface of the flesh-ball-like island, countless crimson runes condensed and submerged into the flesh ball one by one, slowly forming a network composed entirely of runes.
It was as if someone was using a paintbrush to quickly draw an outline on the surface of the fleshy sphere.
The riot of the evil flesh ball also became slower and slower, slowly losing its strength, and finally became silent as if sleeping.
"Pop!"
Wang Zijia clapped his hands, and the five ghosts appeared in the form of five fairy children.
Wang Zijia pointed to the huge meat ball island below and said, "You haven't eaten too much lately and it's hard to digest. Carry it back for me."
When the five ghosts saw the huge island below, their expressions all fell.
They can indeed move mountains with five ghosts, but only for them in the Jiujiu realm, moving mountains is really difficult.
That is to say, in this Qinglian world, cultivation, mana, and magical powers have all been expanded and strengthened, so that they can move such a giant island that is two or three times more exaggerated than Bai Peach Peak.
But very tiring!
(End of chapter)
