However, he is now a Yuanshen monk. Even if he is cheated, it is no big deal. "What's the matter? Just tell me."
Mei Xueqing gently teased the black hair beside her ear, and said with a half-smile, "Previously, in order to deal with the devil in southern Xinjiang, the headmaster of the Kunlun Taoist Sect, Xuan Ming, invited the master and the old monk from Shaolin to Kunlun to discuss the matter. , However, Master Xuanming not only invited them, but also invited another person."
At this moment, figures after figures appeared in Mo Lihai's mind. They were all heads of major immortal cultivating sects or old monsters. However, after thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure out who this person was. who.
He glanced at Mei Xueqing casually and found that she was looking at him without blinking, with a faint smile on her lips, as if she was snickering. He stepped out of the blood lotus and came to Above the sea of blood, the thick blood surged like waves, making him feel very comfortable.
"The other person? Who is it?"
Mei Xueqing shook her head slightly, with a proud look on her face, "You will never guess this person. Moreover, after arriving at Kunlun Mountain, he had a conflict with the Master in front of the Kunlun Mountains. The Master exchanged a move with him, but he didn't care at all. Luo Luofeng only stopped after the city of Great Zhou was massacred, the resentment of the people was attacked, and the real person Xuan Ming appeared."
Mo Lihai had a look of impatience on his face and said angrily, "Okay, stop being pretentious, who is this person?"
Mei Xueqing opened her red lips lightly and slowly uttered a few words, "Great Zhou Imperial Master, Pudu Cihang."
It's him!
When he suddenly heard this name, Mo Li Haitong shrank and was extremely horrified. How could he not remember this name? He once defeated the direct descendant of Kunlun and was now the first monk to step into the realm of the soul. He was even regarded as a rival monk.
How could he compete with his master? Still not showing off?
Mo Lihai looked at Mei Xueqing coldly, his eyes full of scrutiny, "You didn't lie to me?"
Seeing Mo Lihai's expression, Mei Xueqing felt a little proud. So what if you step into Yuanshen? It's not far behind that monk.
However, she only dared to keep it secretly in her heart. Although she was a saint, she had both cooperation and competition with Mo Li Hai. Now that Mo Li Hai was one step ahead of her, she was naturally unhappy and could hit him with words. , she was naturally very happy.
Although she felt proud, her expression became calm and she could not see any emotion or anger. "What good does it do me to lie to you?"
"By the way, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you."
Mo Lihai frowned slightly, becoming increasingly impatient, "Can't you finish it in one breath?"
"Master has already set off for southern Xinjiang. This time he will take action personally. Pudu Cihang will probably be there as well. Do you want to go and see it?"
It's him again!
Mo Lihai waved his hand impatiently and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to worry about this matter. I will make my own decision. You can go down first."
Seeing his actions, Mei Xueqing frowned slightly, do you really think of me as your subordinate? Then he glared at him fiercely and disappeared into the boundless sea of blood.
How can it be?
How long did it take for him to break through? How is it possible to compete with Master?
At this moment, the figure of the master appeared in Mo Lihai's mind, and an invisible feeling of depression filled his heart. Even though he had entered the realm of the soul, he still could not feel the depth of the master. That kind of power made him live. I can't bear any thought of resistance.
Therefore, after entering the realm of the soul, he chose to retreat again to consolidate his cultivation.
But he didn't expect that after he came out of seclusion, the outside world seemed to change all of a sudden. The monk who took the first step and was regarded as his opponent could actually fight against his master.
How can this be?
For a moment, he felt frustrated.
Immediately, Mo Lihai called his men and asked casually, "What big thing happened after I retreated?"
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After his confidants finished reporting the recent major events, Mo Lihai truly believed Mei Xueqing's words.
For a moment, his heart was very complicated, and he sighed softly, "Southern Xinjiang."
Now that the master has taken action, there is no point in following him. If he just wants to take a look at Pudu Cihang, there is no need. He can fight with the master, whether he possesses a powerful secret method or a spiritual treasure, it represents him Strong combat power.
Being able to reach this point in a short period of time means that he has a big secret in him. However, who can step into the realm of the soul, and who hasn't discovered the secret of chance?
Therefore, Mo Lihai did not covet it and did not continue to retreat.
Now that wars are rising all over the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is the time when the Demon Cult is secretly taking action. When the Great Zhou Dynasty is destroyed, Pudu Cihang, the Great Zhou Imperial Master, will no longer be able to serve as the Great Zhou Imperial Master, so they will naturally meet at that time.
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The land of Southern Border.
Dark demonic energy floats in the air, and trees, mountains, and wild beasts all present a strange aura, twisted and evil. Such an environment makes ordinary monks very impatient. In southern Xinjiang now, except for those who practice the Heart Demon Sutra, There is no one but monks.
Because these monks either converted to practice the Heart Demon Sutra or fled away, the news that a peerless demon appeared in southern Xinjiang gradually spread. During this period, many people who were not afraid of death wanted to eliminate demons and defend the way.
But the land of Southern Border is like a bottomless abyss. Once you step into it, you can never get out. At this moment, the news spread that the three sects were going to take action to succumb to the demons, which immediately silenced those sects who had taken action.
After so many years, the three sects finally made a big move, causing an uproar in the entire world of immortal cultivation.
In a time of great strife, even the three sects will enter the arena.
On the other side, Su Ming had already returned to Yunding Heavenly Palace, waiting for the arrival of the monks from the three sects.
"Tao teaches the universe, and Kunlun is one!"
As a fairy sound spread, three immortal figures in the void came with swords. The sharp sword light penetrated between the heaven and the earth. Wherever it passed, the gods and ghosts were frightened and turned into ashes.
"The blood god is in all forms, but I am the only one with the divine sword!"
The sea of blood is in the sky, endless, deep and vast, blessed by the power of heaven and earth, making unimaginable power surge, and there is a kind of oppression that squeezes from space to time. Blood lotuses blossomed quietly, and the space seemed to freeze for an instant.
Among the thousands of blood lotuses, a figure wearing a blood-colored robe opened his eyes, and the dazzling sword light suddenly overwhelmed the Kunlun monk's sword intent and could not lift his head.
Domineering and rampant, he is the leader of the Demon Cult, unstained by blood!
"The true nature of dryness and glory is the Buddhist door of birth and destruction!"
Just when the Blood-Unstained Sword Intent was moving, an ancient Sanskrit sound sounded, and from the sky, a young man wearing blue monk robes came slowly. With every step he took, ripples appeared in the void, thousands of miles away.
"Amitabha, all the Taoist friends from the three sects have finally arrived." Following the Buddha's name, Su Ming, dressed in moon-white monk's robes, came slowly with his feet on golden lotuses and bathed in the Buddha's light.
As he arrived, the three people from the Kunlun Taoist Sect looked back and forth between him and the Shaolin monk. They were very surprised. Although they were all monks, their auras were too different.
"Pudu Cihang, is there no one left in Dazhou? Why are you here alone?" He asked in a deep voice with his blood-red eyes scanning the industry-destroying sword behind Su Ming.
Su Ming's eyes swept over them one by one, "With the leader here, the devil in southern Xinjiang will definitely be captured. What's more, there are three fellow Taoists from Kunlun, so this operation will be foolproof. By the way, I don't know the three. How do you call these fellow Taoists?" The reason why there are four is because among the three sword cultivators from Kunlun, there is an old acquaintance, Taoist Qingxu.
The injuries he suffered in Southern Xinjiang have recovered, and this time he will deal with the devil in Southern Xinjiang, so he took the initiative to come here again.
"Fellow Taoist Qingxu, we finally meet again." When Su Ming saw an old acquaintance, of course he had to say hello.
"Long time no see, the Imperial Master's style is still the same." Seeing the gentle face, the aura around his body, and the aura that was faintly competing with the blood, Taoist Qingxu shook his head, with a bitter smile on his lips.
At this moment, seeing Su Ming again, Taoist Qingxu felt complicated in his heart.
Thinking back to the beginning, he only lost one move to Su Ming. He felt that the gap between him and himself was not big. It was just that he didn't want to show real fire in that battle, so he lost.
But he didn't expect that the gap between them would become bigger and bigger later on. He witnessed with his own eyes the process of Su Ming pushing open the door of Yuan Shen. Those forty-nine thunders were rare in the world of immortal cultivation. Even he could only He has only experienced thirty-six heavenly tribulations.
Later, in southern Xinjiang, he and his four uncles overturned and almost died. At this time, Su Ming was able to compete with the leader of the Demon Sect, Bloodless.
Who is Xue Buchan? He is the current leader of the Demon Cult. He is a Yuanshen old monster who has been famous for hundreds of years. He is a monk at the level of his master. And Su Ming has reached this point in a short period of time. He even has his Can't even see the back.
This situation is so sad.
Su Ming shook his head slightly, looked at the two Taoists next to Taoist Qingxu, and asked, "The country is in a difficult situation, that's all. By the way, who are these two?"
"Pin Dao Xuan Jian! I have met fellow Taoist."
"I am a poor Taoist, Xuantong! I have met my Taoist friend."
The two of them nodded to Su Ming, bowed their heads, and the sword intent on their bodies also restrained.
The monk of the Xuan generation should be the junior brother of Xuan Zhen.
Feeling the completely different sword intent in them, Su Ming nodded, returned a Buddhist salute to them, and turned his attention to the blue-robed monk representing the Shaolin Temple.
Sensing Su Ming's gaze, the young monk quickly performed a Buddhist salute, "Little monk Wu Xin, I have met Master Pudu Cihang."
Hearing this name, Su Ming was slightly startled. His information appeared in his mind, and he nodded, "Wuxin? A Buddhist disciple of Shaolin Temple? Not bad."
Shaolin sent a Buddhist disciple over, and it turned out to be very perfunctory. Su Ming thought to himself and said nothing more.
Xue Buran stretched out his hand to draw a stream of demonic energy from the void. After pondering for a while, he said, "The land of Southern Border has indeed been infiltrated by demons. This method is very similar to our demon sect. It is very pure demonic energy, but It’s not suitable for monks to absorb, no wonder.”
At this point, he changed his voice and said, "It's a pity that this change is only possible with the help of the power of the earth's veins. It cannot leave the southern border, otherwise it will take a lot of effort."
At this time, Taoist Qingxu reminded, "My four uncles and I stumbled because we didn't pay attention to the demonic energy here. You should be careful."
"Little guy, what are you afraid of with me here?" Xue Buran glanced at him, and then turned into a bloody light and entered the southern border.
Seeing Xue Buran entering first, the others also turned into light to follow.
In the Yunding Heavenly Palace, Su Ming, dressed in black, slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes shone with an unprecedented light, as if there were flames burning.
When the Yunding Heavenly Palace was broken, Su Ming used its remains to build a new one. Although it was not as good as the original one, it was still enough to be used as a palace.
"It's finally here. This is the moment I've been waiting for for a long time." He whispered quietly, dissipating in the wind. The next moment, Su Ming's figure changed and turned into a blood-stainless face.
When people from the three sects arrive, using my appearance will definitely arouse their suspicion, so they simply change the inner demon incarnation into a blood-stainless face.
Inner demons are best at playing with people's hearts, and even a Yuanshen monk is not out of the realm of human beings and has seven emotions and six desires.
In the battle of Southern Xinjiang, the Demon Cult was destined to take over the territory of Southern Xinjiang and expand its power. Although Kunlun, which had lost the land of Southern Xinjiang, did not express it, it actually had internal opinions. What's more, Kunlun had set up a relationship for this in the first place. Four Yuan Shen monks.
And now that Su Ming appeared with a bloodless face, although it would not make them fall out, it could at least plant seeds of suspicion in their hearts.
The three sects are seemingly in harmony with each other, but they are both rivals and collaborators. This can be seen from the fact that the Kunlun sect convened a meeting among the three sects, and the three sects jointly divided the destiny of the immortal path, which destined them to fight endlessly.
And Su Ming's face with Xue Bu Ran could not only anger Xue Bu Ran, but also make them doubt the relationship between Xue Bu Ran and himself. He could accomplish this in one fell swoop, so why not?
In every scene, every character always has a different mask and interprets a different experience.
Suddenly stepping into the southern border, the demonic aura permeating the air made everyone feel uncomfortable.
At this moment, Taoist Xuantong flicked his sleeve, and a picture scroll appeared in his palm.
"Rumble"
The next moment, a Bagua array was fully unfolded, overlapping with each other, with the sun and moon inside it, and mountains and rivers outside it, vast and vast, stretching across the sky and the earth.
The scroll stretches without knowing its edges, extending vertically and horizontally, as if it wants to cover the entire sky.
"The whole world is in a state of chaos!"
After the words fell, the Eight Diagrams phantom appeared on the scroll, moving according to the hexagram positions, quickly absorbing the evil energy that permeated the heaven and earth.
In the mountain streams, jungles, rivers, and cities, wisps of demonic energy were drawn, covering the void, and the sky seemed to turn dark and dim all of a sudden.
At the same time, Monk Wuxin was not to be left behind. He took out a golden relic from his arms and threw it into the void. As he formed the mudra, the relic emits Buddha light, and countless vortexes emerge from around the relic, which is also a steady stream. Absorb the evil spirit.
Seeing this scene, Su Ming was thoughtful. It seemed that they were here to deal with the aftermath. At the same time, they were also trying to weaken the devil's support so that he could not rely on the evil energy that permeated southern Xinjiang.
The three sects took action, which was indeed extraordinary.
While the two were clearing away the demonic energy, Xue Buran came to Yunding Tiangong. He didn't need guidance, he knew it naturally.
