Luo Lai and his party gradually went further and further away, leaving Luojia Lake and going deep into the vast wilderness, barren mountains and rivers. After trekking for most of the day, they finally stopped in a dense forest to rest. Everyone looked at each other in silence, and the shock in their hearts was like a huge wave, which could not subside for a long time. Ancestor Tianhu sat upright, took a deep breath, his joints crackled, and his energy surged upwards. The old skin turned into sparks and slowly rose up, turning into a handsome young man with clear features and deep eyes, full of vicissitudes of life. Yin Guihe breathed a long sigh of relief and congratulated: "My Taoist friend Tianhu is reborn after the disaster. Congratulations!"
Everyone looked at the ancestor of Tianhu in unison, and saw that he was full of energy and energy, and his dejection had disappeared, and their spirits were suddenly lifted. Ancestor Tianhu smiled slightly, then looked lonely, and sighed: "I was lucky enough to escape this disaster, it's hard to say!" The ancient demons all have one or two life-saving magical powers. Ancestor Tianhu has three basic life fox hairs on the back of his head. After many years, Jie Bo, two of them were used one after another, leaving only the last life-saving straw. Ancestor Tianhu also knew in his heart that Wei Shiqi was merciful and only destroyed his ten thousand years of Taoism, but did not kill his vitality. With this fundamental fox hair, it would take a thousand years to restore it to its original state. But in these thousands of years, there must be no mistakes. Once the demon body is injured, all previous efforts will be wasted and there will be no burial place.
It is related to one's own basic magic, and the details are not enough for outsiders to understand. The ancestor of Tianhu was vague and passed by. Wei Shiqi's methods are tyrannical and the mountains are high. The ancestor of Tianhu can escape from death because of his methods and luck. Everyone does not mean to look down upon him. If he is in a different place, he may not be able to escape intact. They turned their attention to Demon King Luo Lai one after another. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yin Guihe felt that there was a little less admiration and a little more hesitation in them.
Demon Emperor Luo Xie knew that he had lost the public's expectations this time, and he didn't care about it. Loyalty was a luxury for the weak. As long as he was strong enough, even if his peers had different intentions, they would not be able to stir up any trouble. The general trend of the world is overwhelming. If you go with it, you will prosper, if you go against it, you will perish. What he has to do is to set off the general trend, stand on the tide, and carry everyone forward, gaining and losing at one time and place, the brilliance of his face, and the joy of people's hearts. Towards the back, it’s all side details.
He pondered for a moment and said decisively: "Wei Shiqi is invincible. Since he also came for the treasure, he will inevitably have a fight in the future, but now he can only stay away. If a strong enemy intervenes, Luojia Lake cannot be reached, and the subordinates will not be able to go to Luojia Lake." Don't worry about the ghosts, the top priority is to defeat the Sea-Fulting Faction first, to seize the supplies, take a short rest, and secondly to find out the whereabouts of the important treasure."
Why did the top ten sword sects in Luchuan Realm choose the Fuhai Sect to attack? Luo Xie saw the confusion in everyone's eyes. He didn't intend to say anything, but time has changed and he is no longer the invincible Luo Yao in the "Eternal Life Village" If you are the emperor, please reveal some inside information appropriately, which will be beneficial to your future plans. Luo Xie casually mentioned a book of travel notes left by the third generation ancestor of the Luomei Sect, in which it was mentioned that there was a powerful ancestor of the Fuhai Sect, who was a master of swordsmanship, and could break through the barriers between heaven and earth and ascend to the upper realm. Xusaburo couldn't help but slap his thigh, with excitement on his face. The ascended sword cultivator in Luchuan Realm and the powerful ancestor of the Fuhai Sect are actually the same person. They gave birth to a great treasure at the beginning of the world. Rumor has it that it came from the Fuhai Sect!
Everyone's spirits were lifted when they heard the words. Who would have thought that the little Luomei Sect would actually hide the whereabouts of the treasure? They were already one step ahead of Wei Shiqi, one step ahead, one step ahead, and the opportunity fell on their side. The ancestor of Tianhu was reborn after a catastrophe, and unexpectedly encountered clues to a valuable treasure. His previously depressed mood gradually rose, and the haze seemed to be swept away.
Without further ado, Demon Emperor Luo Xie led the crowd to escape into the air, using his sword to take a slanted lead, heading straight for Fu Haizong.
Seeing Luo Yaohuang away by the Luojia Lake, Wei Shiqi calmed down the aura of heaven and earth and stared at the surging lake water, thoughtfully. The red clouds dispersed, the bright moon set in the west, and a ray of red appeared in the east. After a while, a red sun tremblingly jumped out of the lake, and the vast expanse of waves were dyed with deep and shallow glow. It was already daybreak, Wei Shiqihui turned around and made a gesture, Xuanyuan Qing put away the "Netherworld Bell", Ding Ning activated the "Qingling Qi", took out both Sha Qinlong and Sha Mengchun, and pressed them into the pile of rocks. In the middle of the night, the ghost energy invaded the meridians. Their joints were stiff, their hands and feet were cold, and the energy in their bodies was sluggish and exhausted.
There is no point in struggling and resisting. Sha Qinlong has seen the opponent's methods with his own eyes and knows that the person in front of him is definitely not comparable to the ghosts and spirits of the lower clan. Even if the ten major sword sects attack in groups, they cannot shake him in the slightest. He knows the current situation. The man was a handsome man, he lowered his head in frustration. Xuanyuan Qing called Sha Qinlong forward and asked him about the inside story of sword cultivators in this world. Sha Qinlong neither took the initiative nor concealed anything. He answered whatever he asked. He knew what he knew and didn't know what he didn't know. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had just the right sense of proportion. People can't get a handle on it.
The ten major sword sects encircled and suppressed the ghost spirits of the lower clans, using all their elites, regardless of casualties, with the intention of completing their victory in one battle. The Yi clan Xu Tieshou, the Yan clan Wei Heyu, and the Liya clan Xiong Shisui led their troops to break through the encirclement several times. By some combination of circumstances, they were all pushed back, going round and round, and finally trapped on a long and narrow peninsula in Luojia Lake, unable to escape. The sword cultivator mobilized his men to surround the enemy, fortified them layer by layer, and set up dragnets to squeeze the ghosts' front line inwards. A fierce and fierce battle was about to break out. However, no one expected that Wei Shiqi's appearance would become the biggest variable in the situation.
Since the Yi clan elder Xu Tieshou is trapped on the peninsula, go and meet him for a while. Wei Shiqi ordered Sha Qinlong and Sha Mengchun to lead the way. He has no intention of going on a killing spree to massacre the natives in the lower realm. If they can Persuading the ten major sword sects to retreat when faced with difficulties can be regarded as a meritorious deed, as this world sword cultivator can preserve some vitality. Sha Qinlong didn't think much about it and readily agreed. The swordsman used strong enemies as his whetstone and worked tirelessly to pursue the way of swordsmanship. He couldn't be the master of the ten sword sects, but he was the strongest swordsman of the two generations of Shatuo sect. The situation must be somewhat convincing!
Walking along the Luojia Lake, the waves were sparkling, like countless pieces of gold rolling and jumping. Sha Qinlong's most worried thing did not happen. Sha Yihu obviously meant what he said to his fellow disciples, and his words were also received to the letter. The sword cultivators of the Shatuo Sect stayed at the station and were on full alert, gnashing their teeth and eager to try. Finally, no one foolishly rushed forward to invite a fight. Sha Qinlong made a gesture from afar, blowing his beard and glaring, ordering the others to retreat quickly and not to act rashly. Sha Yihu looked at his master and senior brother, with tears in his eyes, and led his fellow disciples to retreat, and saw Wei Shi Qi kept his promise and turned a blind eye, and Sha Qinlong breathed a sigh of relief.
The eyes of his fellow sect members were as sharp as swords. Sha Mengchun took a deep breath in his heart, which made his chest feel tight. He only wanted to do things according to his heart, so how could he be subjected to humiliation? However, Sha Qinlong could bend and stretch, and worked hard to protect the sect, but he could not. It was causing trouble to my junior uncle, so I had to endure it, hold it in, my face was ashen, and my chest was almost about to explode. Ding Ning heard him huffing and puffing, and couldn't help but turn around and look at him. He looked like he couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst, like an angry bull, and he secretly felt funny.
