Chapter 443 Interception
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The darkness fades,
My eyes suddenly opened up.
The monk who flew out of the cave was dressed in a green robe and held two green wood dragon horns. He opened his arms in laughter and shouted loudly: "I'm out, I'm finally out of that damn place!"
The sound waves turned into ripples, and the pressure swept through the high clouds like wind.
Taking a long breath, Brother Aoki's face was filled with relief. Although there is rich spiritual energy in the cave, it is because of the relationship between Zhanjing Peak, which is the only one that can gather huge spiritual energy.
As for the small wilderness, it looks barren but makes people feel relaxed and happy. It makes people no longer feel like a trapped bird in a cage.
The person who left Xiaodongtian was Lao Long.
"Someone's out."
"Why does this monk look so weird?"
"It is indeed as senior brother said, this person's aura is very extraordinary."
The sound of people talking brought the overjoyed old dragon back to his senses. Although he paid attention, he just thought it was a monk who had noticed the change in the cave and came to join in the fun. He was too happy, so he ignored it.
The excitement of leaving the cave had not faded away, and the changes in the aura of the monks around him made the old dragon look a little more solemn.
His eyes glanced over with restrained light.
There are many monks standing on the clouds in the sky. At the front is a dragon chariot, carried by the illusory dragon spirit. The chariot looks extremely simple and simple, but it has an aura of the wilderness.
Standing next to the chariot riding a cloud were three monks, chatting and laughing together while looking at the old dragon who had escaped from the cave.
Behind those three monks were the large group of foundation-building monks.
At a glance, there must be hundreds of people at least. Their expressions were nervous and excited, or they stretched their necks to look forward, and they all talked in small words.
However, the formation that was maintained did not appear to be loose, and had a vague appearance of some kind of formation.
The old dragon's expression was solemn.
Not to mention the chariot, among the three monks alone, the ones with the lowest cultivation level are all in the late stage of Jindan. Each one of them is a great master who can guard one side in the small wilderness.
Now we get together and talk happily.
Looking at their robes and clothing, they are still very similar in black and white.
This shows that these three people are most likely from the same force.
Not to mention the hundreds of foundation-building monks behind him, all of whom have solid foundations and strong auras. Generally, small places do not have such sect strength.
Of course, the barren Small Wasteland is ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the Eastern Wasteland. It can still be found on the map, and it is not a small place in the corner.
Old Long is a Nascent Soul cultivator, but by taking possession of his body, his strength inevitably declined. Although he was not afraid of these three people, he did not want to cause trouble at this weak moment.
Old Long slightly cupped his hands, restrained his outgoing aura, suppressed the joy in his heart and asked: "Dare to ask my friends, who are you from, and why are you here...?"
Among the three golden elixir masters, the one with the lowest cultivation level raised his hands and said loudly: "Fellow Taoist, we are monks of Wanfa Sect in Xiaohuang Realm. We are here to deal with the matter of the cave sky. Fellow Taoist should have ascended from the cave sky, right? .”
Old Long was worried, his face was as calm as a mirror, and he smiled very politely and said: "It turns out they are senior cultivators from the sect."
"I came out of it."
"Since you all still have things to deal with, I won't interrupt you."
When Lao Long heard the other party's name, he thought it would be better to leave quickly, lest Wanfa Sect find out anything. You know, he killed a lot of people in Xiaodongtian and spread the epidemic to the world, which can be called cholera.
Now he would rather meet those demon sects or the righteous path than these murderous stars who maintain the boundaries between immortals and mortals.
"Where are you going?"
Like the sound of prison thunder, terrifying coercion burst out from the dragon chariot. Even the air machine was like a big hand covering it from above, blocking the old dragon's escape light and locking him firmly above the clouds.
The old dragon was shocked and turned pale, staring at the ancient chariot carrying the dragon's essence with his wide eyes.
Just now, his spiritual consciousness was limited and he did not explore it. He still told him that this chariot was not easy to mess with. Unexpectedly, there was a Nascent Soul Lord sitting inside.
Unlike him who was crippled, the aura of this True Lord Nascent Soul was round and full of vitality and blood. In a place like Xiaohuangyu, Nascent Soul Lord is the sky, which is completely beyond the old dragon's imagination.
He never thought that Nascent Soul Lord would be sitting here.
The old dragon did not sit still and wait for death. Nascent Soul's pressure also bloomed from his body. The pressure and energy intertwined into a wall, trying to relieve the pressure in front of him.
He said coldly in a deep voice: "Wanfa Sect, I didn't provoke you, why should I use my strength to suppress others?"
"True Lord Jiao Cang, Ao Xin."
The Nascent Soul Lord in the chariot immediately called out to the old dragon. As he finished speaking, a jade token flew out from the battlefield, and under the influence of mana, a large proclamation emerged.
The shining golden words record the civilians who died because of the Great Cang Dynasty.
Old Long glanced at it and already knew what was going on. However, it does show that his method is effective, and those ordinary people who were forced to become incense consumables did not record it.
More importantly, there are records of those who died because of Da Cang Chao and were entwined with him.
Those alone are already an astronomical number. According to the judgment of Wanfa Sect, the true spirit must be sent to the Immortal Killing Platform to kill the true spirit, so that the soul in this life will fly away and will not be reincarnated forever.
"Ao Xin, do you know your guilt?"
Old Long was furious. He had just walked out of that cage, and he was blocked in this place, and they wanted to send him to death. How could he not be angry: "I don't know, what crime do I know, why do you Wanfa Sect do this?" Able to determine sin.”
The voice of the Nascent Soul Lord in the chariot was still calm: "Since you don't know, then just submit to the law."
"Law?"
"Wherever the Dharma is, we, the Wanfa Sect, need to promote it." Old Long's eyes turned slightly, secretly hating that his magic weapon had decayed and dissipated, and he did not hold the coffin in which the Venerable's body was placed in his hands.
With this body, it is impossible to escape from the hands of a prosperous Nascent Soul with a body that is not smooth.
The Nascent Soul Lord in the chariot was not angry. He only felt that this was the opponent's last struggle.
As for the laws of the Wanfa Sect, of course the spiritual community does not have to abide by them. As long as they are so strong that even the Wanfa Sect cannot kill them and they can still live happily, then there is no need.
The reason is that Wanfa Sect is strong enough and adheres to the general trend of heaven and earth.
"Which one of you is coming?"
The Nascent Soul Lord in the dragon chariot asked the three golden elixir monks on the side.
To deal with a monk who seizes the body, it is good to have him by your side to protect him and let the young people in the sect practice their skills. This will save them from going to the Eastern Wilderness and losing to other similar monks in the sect competition.
Seeing that the ancestors in the sect were interested in competing, the Jindan monk with the highest level of cultivation hugged his shoulders and looked at the two junior brothers with neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes and said: "He is in the late stage of Jindan, and he has the Nascent Soul within him. Jun, it’s better for the two junior brothers to take action.”
"Hey, senior brother, what you said is wrong."
"The consequences of seizing the body are endless. He can only use 20 to 30% of his strength at most. It's better to call the junior sister back."
"Junior brother said it well."
The Great Jindan Master of Wanfa Sect smiled and immediately lit up the token in his hand.
They have been waiting here for a long time. Junior Sister's housework has probably been taken care of long ago.
Besides, when it comes to going to Shangzong to fight with others, that junior sister is also a main force, so it would be great to be able to hone her skills here. In the province, they returned to the bottom of the sect ceremony, so there were no good resources to invest.
The old dragon was furious and his eyes widened even more angrily.
He is a majestic Nascent Soul Lord, and looks like a human being on the outside. He is unstoppable in the cave. Even in the small wilderness, he should not be so humiliated.
The ancestor of the Wanfa Sect in the chariot said calmly: "The true king cannot be humiliated. Let's take action together."
After hearing the words of their ancestor, they immediately put away their expressions, cupped their hands and said: "Disciple, obey the order."
It's not that the ancestor of Wanfa Sect gave the old dragon face. No matter how disabled the old dragon is, he is still a Yuanying old monster, and ordinary golden elixir peaks may not be able to pick it up.
The disciples of their Wanfa Sect were of acceptable quality and could not kill the old dragon one on one.
…
Tushan Jinghong was worshiping in the Ghost King Hall, and the statue of bones in front of her was her last thought.
She hasn't come back these years, and Daheishan has changed a lot.
After falling from the quasi-first-rate to the second-rate, Lingtian Mining, Lingzhi, etc. are slowly recovering. Unlike in their heyday, they have also returned to 50% to 60% of their appearance. The strength of the monks has not improved much, it is still the same.
The monks from the Corpse Demon Sect arrived a few days ago. They were arrogant and unreasonable, as if Dahei Mountain had become their territory. Negotiations were originally difficult, but they finally settled the matter.
Taking into account Tushan Jinghong's strength and the background of the sect behind him, the Corpse Demon Sect quickly apologized, not showing the arrogance of a large sect.
After suffering such a loss, the other party will not have any thoughts for the time being.
However, Tushan Jinghong couldn't stay here all the time. She would always have to leave Daheishan and Wanfa Sect in Xiaohuang Territory. Then many things might not work as well as they do now.
"Dad, the child is back."
Tushan Jinghong knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily. When he buried his head and closed his eyes, he also covered up the grief in his eyes. She didn't want to cry in front of her father, as it would make her look too weak.
"My child will follow your arrangements and join the Wanfa Sect..."
"..."
Tu Shan Jinghong talked a lot, recounting all the ups and downs she had experienced along the way. After hesitating for a while, he still said, "Dad, I will leave the Little Wilderness Territory soon."
She once guarded the Great Black Mountain and wandered to wider territories.
When she knew many things, she realized that without strength, she could not protect anything. She could only move forward, move forward, and move forward without stopping for a moment.
Nie Quanjiu told her his plan.
With Tushan Jinghong's protection, they will be able to gain a firm foothold when they go out. This family's wealth is not much, but at least there are many mainstays. They can help the young master with many things that would be difficult for the young master to handle.
The Outer Territory is no better than the Small Wilderness Territory. In the Small Wilderness Territory, they are almost first-rate. The Outer Territory is just a vassal of Tushan Jinghong. This mentality must be changed as soon as possible.
Tushan Jinghong didn't know what Nie Quanjiu and the others were planning, but it was good to leave the Xiaohuang Territory. Next, the Xiaohuang Territory would fall into war.
"Buzz."
After receiving the message from the senior brother inside the door, Tushan Jinghong slowly stood up and raised her hand to collect the corpse in front of her. The corpse could no longer maintain its original state, and turned into dust and was put into a coffin by her.
Explain the remaining matters to Nie Quanjiu and leave the transmission note.
Then it turned into a purple thunder light and disappeared into the sky.