The main altar of Jie Lun Palace.
In the deep bronze hall, a dark altar with a diameter of ten feet and six floors, made of the bones of an unknown beast, was placed on a formation with a radius of more than a thousand feet. The aura it exuded was ferocious and savage, like a head. The ancient beasts that roamed the vast world.
There are thirteen identical altars in total, and they are placed in different directions. The altar itself shines with thick, almost transparent blood-colored flames. Countless twisted and ferocious faces are looming in the flames, and the horrifying and pitiful howls can be heard endlessly.
Within the Celestial Clan, this kind of altar with a long tradition and similar to the style of the ancient witch clan is very common, and there is no shortage of them with different functions and uses.
At this moment, under the combined action of these thirteen bone altars and the formation, a space-time gate with a diameter of more than twenty feet and shining with colorful light and shadow slowly took shape in the center of the formation, solidified and stabilized.
After a while, groups of Celestial Race monks, fully armored and with solemn expressions, walked out of the Gate of Time and Space, and were led aside by the Celestial Race elders who had been waiting for them.
Their cultivation levels range from high to low, and there is no shortage of monks from the Destiny Realm to the Ascension Realm, the Immortal Realm, Yuan Immortal, and True Immortal levels, and they number in the tens of thousands.
Whenever a group of monks were teleported over, the flames on the altar would obviously dim. As the Celestial Priest who was guarding the side threw in pieces of blood-colored crystals the size of a human head, the replenished flames immediately regained their brightness.
As time went by, even powerful people in the Xuanxian and Goldenxian realms began to appear in large numbers.
The divine messengers Zihuang and Lingxi stood aside, their beautiful faces were cold and seductive, and they had an aura that kept strangers away. He looked at the tribesmen coming out of the gate of time and space with complex eyes.
A few days ago, the closing deadline for the Fog Fantasy Secret Realm has come. All the Celestials who stayed in Taixu Starry Sky should return in time and wait for the next opening time node.
However, after a fierce debate, the senior leaders of the Celestial Race believed that at this critical moment when the great catastrophe of the Taixu Starry Sky was approaching, if the Celestial Race did not leave enough power to stay here, the future plans to seek the fate of this world would undoubtedly fail.
If Taixu Starry Sky is allowed to survive this round of calamity safely, this world will inevitably usher in an unprecedented recovery. Whether it is luck, the concentration of spiritual energy in the world, or the origin of the world, it will be restored to the level of the immortal world in the ancient times.
At that time, the power of the Taixu Starry Sky Cultivation World will surely increase greatly, so what will happen to the Celestial Race? Not to mention the origin of luck that plots this world, even the Mysterious Mist Realm may be invaded by them in turn.
Therefore, the nine quasi-saint emperors on the surface of the Celestial Race reached a consensus to postpone the closing of the gate of time and space, use forbidden secret techniques, and send more Celestial Race monks regardless of consumption, using the territory of the Luck Palace as the foundation. , deeply involved in this round of calamity in the Taixu Starry Sky, striving to gain as much benefit as possible for the Celestial Race.
So, there was this scene in front of me.
I don’t know how many tribesmen will be able to return to their hometown alive when this round of calamity comes to an end...
Zihuang sighed quietly in his heart. This kind of catastrophe is no joke. Any creature involved in it, no matter how high his cultivation level is, even if he is a quasi-sage emperor, will inevitably die if he is not careful. The end result is that hundreds of millions of years of hard work turn into running water.
"elder sister,"
Lingxi's voice sounded at the soul level: "What are you thinking about?"
"What else could it be?"
Zihuang looked disappointed: "Although the emperors have made a decision, I still feel that this action is too risky. With such a huge investment, I don't know how much benefit I can get back in the end!"
Ling Xi blinked her beautiful eyes and responded calmly: "Emperors who dare to take risks naturally do so only when they are quite sure. Moreover, the Taixu Starry Sky Cultivation World has always been a mess, and no Taoist power can do so. To fight against the Celestial Race, even the so-called Taoist Court is not good enough!"
"That seems to be the case at the moment, but I am afraid that they will join forces to deal with our Celestial Race. Even if the nine quasi-saint emperors come out together, it will be difficult to resist their siege."
Zihuang said with some worry, even though Taixu Starry Sky has been dilapidated and decayed for a long time, the cultivation level of the monks in this world has also shrunk.
Lots of water. At the same quasi-sage emperor level, the emperors of the Celestial Race are significantly more powerful than the emperors from the Taixu Starry Sky.
However, the Taixu Starry Sky Cultivation Community has an undoubted numerical advantage. Once they feel the huge threat from the Celestial Clan and are willing to work together regardless of past grudges, it will be difficult for the Celestial Clan's senior leaders to take advantage.
After all, this is their home field, and as outsiders, the Celestial Race has obvious disadvantages in all aspects. As long as there is a major defeat, you will have to face a situation of being besieged by multiple forces.
Lingxi thought for a while and said: "The emperors should have also seen this level of interest, but they still insisted on it, which shows that they should have enough back-ups, for example, those who live in seclusion and live in seclusion all year round. Recruit all the old guys who traveled in the Chaos Void, so that our advantage will be so great that we can’t shake it. Won’t it be easy to win this world?”
"Maybe....."
Zihuang frowned and thought for a while, and had to admit that her sister was right. The Celestial Race certainly had more than nine quasi-saint emperors. If all those old guys were invited out, the certainty of victory in this battle would indeed be greater than she had expected. much larger.
It's just that it takes enough time to operate, but I don't know if I can make it in time. Those old antiques and living fossils that have been wandering in the depths of the chaotic void for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, God knows where they have gone?
It's difficult enough to contact them. If they insist on disobeying orders and refusing to return, the current Celestial Clan's senior leaders will have nothing to do with them.
Of course, as long as you are willing to think of a way, you can call back some old antiques to help out, right?
…
Yunmeng Tiangong, the mountain behind Yudao Peak.
In mid-air, Qin Muling drove the escaping light past at high speed. As soon as he landed near the entrance of the headmaster's cave, he was intercepted by a tall and graceful beautiful figure.
"...Junior brother, what are you planning to do?"
Qi Yalan, dressed in a jet-black outfit and with a voluptuous figure, opened her arms in front of Qin Muling, tightened her black eyebrows, and asked with a half-smile.
"Of course I'm going to talk to Master and ask for advice on cultivation."
Qin Muling's eyes were clear and her expression was natural as she spoke.
As a direct disciple of the Master, isn't it natural for me to ask her for advice on difficult issues in practice?
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Qi Yalan's dark eyebrows narrowed slightly, her beautiful big eyes narrowed slightly, and she spoke full of doubts.
"I really just want to ask for advice on my cultivation. There is nothing else. Third Senior Sister, you don't want my cultivation to remain stagnant, right?"
Qin Muling's expression was still innocent. Improving his cultivation was a top priority. From the emperor to the master, he was paying attention to it all the time. This was something everyone knew. Is there any problem?
"That sounds like it, but..."
Yatuilan's waist was elegant, she stepped forward with her round and slender long legs, and stood closer to Qin Muling. The plump and plump Xuezi was trembling in front of his eyes, her clothes were about to come out, and her alluring beauty was within his reach. and.
"But what?"
"But why don't you go to the senior sisters? I seem to remember that from the time you first started, the senior sisters have always been in charge of your practice. Now if you have any questions, you should go to the senior sisters to resolve your doubts. Is it right to be confused?”
She spoke slowly, stretched her enchanting jade arms lightly, hugged Qin Muling's shoulders, and slowly exerted her strength.
"That was before, but now that I have reached the realm of true immortals, some problems can only be solved more smoothly by going to the master. Isn't that true?"
Qin Muling said seriously, although the senior sisters are already at the Golden Immortal level, they themselves may not have fully adapted to the power of the Golden Immortal realm because their cultivation has improved too quickly. So from his point of view, the most appropriate choice is to find Master Mu Yinghua, or an elder like Yu Lingzhou, Qiyi Tianjun, or Bingyuan Tianjun.
"Haha, that's what I said. Why don't you ask for it?"
Qi Yalan exhaled like a orchid, her plump and hot body came close to him and almost pressed against him, not letting go at all.
The meaning of the hand: "Actually, you don't have to rush to ask Master for advice. I think it's more serious for me, Junior Brother, to accompany us first. What do you think?"
"..."
Qin Muling's expression was slightly dull. The close relationship between him and his master had not yet become public knowledge. Although the senior sister Xue Bingxuan had suspicions, she had no choice but to find no solid evidence. In addition, he beat him to death himself. He didn't admit it, so the senior sisters couldn't do anything to him.
Anyway, Qin Muling will run to the master's cave in the name of asking for help when he has free time. And Mu Yinghua, who eats the marrow and knows the taste, did not refuse. She would serve him every time, making him happy and happy, and she was extremely happy and beautiful.
But looking at the posture of Third Senior Sister today, does she already know something? So she deliberately blocked herself here?
"What? Junior brother, don't you want to? I'm really sad! Are the senior sisters no longer attractive to you?"
Qi Yalan looked as if she was about to cry, with a pitiful look. She put her jade arms around her junior brother's shoulders, and her bright red lips gently bit his earlobe, sucking slowly.
Qin Muling sighed: "Anyway, I can't see Master today, right?"
He finally figured it out. The senior sisters were obviously suspicious, so they used this method to hold him back and never gave him a chance to avoid sleeping.
"What did you say, little junior brother? How could senior sister hinder your practice?"
Qi Yalan immediately changed her expression and said with a sweet smile: "You have been helping them overcome the calamity these days. After you are done, you go to the master for guidance and cultivation, and you don't spend much time with us at all! So... senior sister feels that , how about you fulfill your obligations as a Taoist monk first, and then consider other matters? This request is not negotiable, right?"
"That's right, little junior brother, you will definitely not disappoint the senior sisters, right?"
A clear and sweet voice, like an oriole emerging from the valley, sounded, and the beautiful figures of Qingqiu Palace Saint Mu Yinshuang, Luhua Palace Saint Luo Qinghan, and Goddess Sect Saint Qingchan Fairy slowly emerged in front of their eyes.
Qin Muling took a step back, and a soft body with amazing elasticity pressed up against him. A pair of jade arms reached out from under his ribs and wrapped around his waist.
"Junior brother, accompany the senior sisters to practice!"
Yu Binghua's voice rang in her ears: "The effect of dual cultivation is the same, maybe it will be better! You can ask for help at any time, there is no rush."
Fourth senior sister Luo Wanqing's attitude was more direct: "If you don't fight with senior sister well, little junior brother, you won't be able to escape today."
Colorful escaping lights flashed one after another, and the figures of Cheng Yulan, Luo Huan, Princess Long Yi, Kong Yuhuan, Fengxia, and Su Yuanzhen all surrounded him, blocking all his escape routes like tigers and leopards teaming up to hunt sheep.
"All right!"
Qin Muling realized what the problem was. It should be that her master had grabbed too much spiritual energy and charm every time, so that she could not recover in time, leaving the senior sisters to only get a small fraction. It was strange that they were satisfied.
Where did the younger brother's inspiration Daoyun go? This question is an extraordinary matter for the senior sisters and cannot be easily fooled.
With so many of Heaven's proud girls gathered together, it was easy to find out some information. As a result, Qin Muling's recent whereabouts soon came to light.
The senior sisters who learned the truth were immediately filled with indignation. The supreme headmaster actually wanted to steal the little junior brother's inspiration and charm from them regardless of his face? This is simply too much and cannot be tolerated!
So, there is this scene now.
"This is so good!"
Senior sister Xue Bingxuan hugged Qin Muling and kissed her with a smile: "Let's go, the senior sisters will serve you well tonight, and you will be satisfied!"
…
In the cave of the Supreme Master.
Mu Yinghua, who looked as usual, waved her hand and dispersed the magic projection light mirror. The image of the senior sisters working together to intercept Qin Muling turned into light and shadow and disappeared into the air.
"A bunch of careless little girls."
She muttered to herself, but didn't say anything.
It's enough for each other to know things well and there is no need to resort to talking about them.
Next to them, five emperors including Xin Yu, Qing Huan, Tong Ying, Lan Hua, and Jing Lan were all present, having a panoramic view of everything going on outside.
"Let's continue the discussion!"
Emperor Qinghuan said in a calm tone: "I'm afraid our comfortable life will not last too long. The two people from Daoting have noticed the huge changes in Yunmeng Tiangong, as well as our family. If we don't give them a satisfactory explanation, . Falling out and starting a war is probably an inevitable result."
Her incarnation had conveyed the wishes of the two emperors Xuanyin and Weide, so at this moment the five female emperors sat together and discussed how to deal with this matter.
The two asked to share the opportunity, but from the standpoint of Yunmeng Tiangong, how could they possibly leak Qin Muling's existence? None of the empresses would agree.
Emperor Tongying smiled and said nonchalantly: "It's not a big deal if we really want to start a war. Their strength is already too much for us to see. Even if they can bring in some helpers, it won't change anything!"
"Having said that, the huge casualties among our disciples cannot be avoided after all."
Emperor Lanhua pondered, as long as the two of them are willing to risk their lives and use all their wealth, they can at least recruit four or five quasi-sage emperors to help. Even if they still cannot defeat the female cultivator alliance in the end, it is not a big problem to achieve a lose-lose result.
The consequence of this is that a group of supreme Taoist forces led by Tao Ting will be destroyed, the female cultivator alliance will suffer heavy losses, and maybe two or three emperors will also fall. The loss of disciples below the Daluo level will be inestimable.
Therefore, it is not a suitable choice to break up and start a war unless it is absolutely necessary.
Emperor Xinyu thought for a while and said: "We still can't be impulsive. Otherwise, even if we win this battle, we won't have enough strength to compete for the dominance of Taixu Starry Sky. In vain, we will take advantage of the Celestials, or maybe It’s other orthodox forces.”
"Sister, what are your ideas?" Emperor Jinglan asked with a smile.
"Let's wait for change, right?"
Emperor Xinyu said: "You can make up any reason to hang them up. As long as it lasts for a while, when Qin Muling reaches the rank of Xuanxian, he should be able to create more quasi-sage emperors. At that time, no matter how they No matter how many helpers you bring in, nothing will change!"
