Chapter 788 Weird
"Friend Baili's plan to attack the east and the west is really a clever plan. Now those Dongzhou monks have been scattered everywhere, and their strength has been greatly weakened. As long as the noble leaves of Brahma Gold have purified the immortal barrier of Feng Lingque, you and I will be able to But it’s coming to Dongzhou in a big way.”
In a high mountain not far from Feng Ling Que Immortal Barrier, several figures were gathering here, chatting with each other with smiles on their faces. One of them was the old man with the surname of Mu, who was the head of the three elders of the barbarian tribe. Standing there Next to him is the blue-robed man of the Yan tribe with the surname Baili.
"What Brother Mu said is absolutely true. You and I have been preparing for today's event for a long time, so we will naturally succeed in one fell swoop."
The man in blue robe looked at the Immortal Barrier of Feng Ling Que which was gradually disintegrating under the purification of golden leaves not far away. Through the light curtain, he could vaguely see several spiritual lights struggling to resist. He couldn't help but sneer and said: "These things The monks in the continent are delusional in trying to contain the Brahma Gold Leaf with their magical power. But having said that, if it weren’t for the fact that this immortal barrier has been deeply rooted since ancient times, just with these monks in the middle stage of the pill formation, you and I can defeat them with a wave of our hands. Kill them all."
"These people are just soldiers and generals. It is easy to kill them. What I am most worried about is the Emperor Shadow of the Lingyun Sect and the Gu Xuan of the Taoist Realm. It is said that these two people have also advanced to the late stage of Danjie, and their cultivation is different from you and me. Comparable."
The old man surnamed Mu frowned and said: "Moreover, there was an ancient demon in the devil's way decades ago who took away his body and was reborn. This demon had cultivated into Nascent Soul as early as in ancient times. Although his cultivation level plummeted after he took away his body, his magical powers are not with you. Below the elders of our two clans.”
"Brother Mu is talking about the Heavenly Evil Demon Lord who was suppressed by Guang Lingzi tens of thousands of years ago in the Sea of Guixu?" The man in blue robe was surprised when he heard this and asked.
The old man surnamed Mu nodded silently.
"I, the Yan Clan, have heard some things about this demon. It will indeed be a bit difficult if it is dispatched. But Brother Mu, don't worry. We are well prepared this time, and there are also elders from both sides sitting on the guard. Even if they are strong No matter how much, this Dongzhou Continent will definitely become the possession of you and I, and we will never be defeated like the nobles were decades ago."
Seeing the solemn look on the face of the old man surnamed Mu, the blue-robed man frowned, but then relaxed and smiled nonchalantly.
"Returning after a big defeat? What you said, fellow Taoist Baili, is wrong." The old man surnamed Mu sneered when he heard this and said, "I guess fellow Taoist doesn't know that our clan had marched into most of Dongzhou back then. If it hadn't been halfway Something unexpected happened, and now Dongzhou has long been the territory of my barbarians, so how can we allow them to live freely until now? "
"Oh, really? Although my Yan clan did not participate in the war back then, we have heard some details about the situation. It is said that when the nobles were fighting with various factions in Dongzhou, the clan members were suddenly eroded by demonic energy, and they had no choice but to return to the Western Region. I wonder if Is this the case?" The man in blue robe seemed to be smiling.
The old man surnamed Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in blue robe with narrowed eyes, gloomily silent.
"Brother Mu, there is no need to be surprised. Although this happened strangely, it is no longer a secret. It is not strange for me to hear about it. Besides, the battle that year has passed a long time, so why should Brother Mu be worried about it anymore?" Seeing the gloomy expression of the old man surnamed Mu, the man in blue robe laughed and said, as if he didn't care about it.
The old man surnamed Mu remained silent with a flashing look on his face.
The man in blue robe smiled again and continued: "We have a great advantage in this battle. Brother Mu, there is no need to worry. After reentering Dongzhou, the nobles can avenge themselves."
The eyes of the old man surnamed Mu flickered, but in the end he nodded with a slightly calm expression and said: "Fellow Taoist Baili is right. Once the barrier of Feng Lingque is gone, Dongzhou will be at your fingertips. I will definitely get those so-called The Immortal Cultivation Sect surrendered to our barbarian clan."
The blue-robed man smiled lightly when he heard this.
Then his eyes turned, and his consciousness extended everywhere, as if he was sensing some unusual movements. After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Now they have fallen into our trap, and they are divided into two groups to reinforce the defenses everywhere. , is it time for Brother Mu to show off his skills?"
The old man surnamed Mu pondered for a moment, and then a transmission note flew out of his sleeve, turning into fire and flying into the sky.
After doing this, he remained silent on the spot and said with a smile: "They think that as long as they hold on to the defensive formation, they can stop our barbarians even if the sealing barrier is destroyed. They are really fanciful, but It just so happens that I have sent a message to Yiyue to arrange it secretly. No matter how many people from Dongzhou’s Immortal Cultivation Sect go there, they will never come back!”
The man in blue robe chuckled when he heard this, but his eyes were always focused on the golden leaf in the fairy barrier. For him, only this part was the key, and the rest was insignificant.
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In a hidden barren mountain, a charming and beautiful woman dressed in red gauze stood calmly.
At this time, brilliance was everywhere at the foot of the mountain in front of her, and the sound of the collision of spiritual treasures was heard from time to time, accompanied by the screams of immortal cultivators. Every moment, there was another corpse on the ground, barbarians, There are both Yan tribe and Dongzhou monks.
Looking at this scene, the beautiful woman in red was as indifferent as usual, with a cold smile on her lips, and she used her magical power to kill one or two Dongzhou monks for fun from time to time.
After an unknown amount of time, the beautiful woman's expression changed, she looked at a streak of fire flying from the sky in the distance, and reached out to hold it in her hand.
This light was obviously a transmission talisman, but the beautiful woman was not in a hurry to read its contents. Instead, she tried a layer of forbidden techniques on it before she released her consciousness to explore the talisman.
The few Yan tribe monks who were in the early stages of forming pills following her frowned slightly when they looked at her actions, but didn't show anything. After exploring the content of the transmission talisman, the beautiful woman's expression flickered and she was thinking about something alone.
Seeing this scene, several Yan monks became even more confused, but at the same time there was a hint of wariness in their eyes.
After half a cup of tea, the beautiful woman smiled softly, waved to them and said, "Everyone retreat immediately!"
"Retreat? Why is this? These Dongzhou monks are at the end of their game. We can break the defensive formation here in just a short attack. Is Elder Yiyue's decision too hasty?"
When several Yan monks behind him heard the beautiful woman's sudden order, their faces showed a look of astonishment. One of the monks in the middle stage of the pill formation frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction.
"What, are you questioning me?" The beautiful woman in red looked back at the monk and said calmly.
This monk in the middle stage of pill formation is a middle-aged man with a white bone ring hanging around his neck. He is carrying a basin-shaped magic weapon behind his back, with a little green light shining inside, which looks extremely weird. Seeing the cold expression on the beautiful woman in red, he felt a chill in his heart, shook his head and said, "I don't dare."
Although he was not a member of the barbarian tribe, he would not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest under the majesty of the beautiful woman in her later stage of pill formation.
The beautiful woman looked at him expressionlessly, then looked up at the sky and sneered.
"Fellow Pastor Cai Mu has just sent word that monks from Dongzhou have come here in two groups to support us. We don't have to rush to take action. We will wait until they arrive before setting up a dragnet. By then, they will be unable to fly even if they have wings!"
Regarding the content of the transmission talismans, the beautiful woman did not deliberately hide it.
"I see!"
The middle-aged man was moved when he heard the news.
After looking at the beautiful woman in red, he seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly he changed the subject and asked in a lowered voice: "In that case, can we use the methods we deployed here before?"
"Giggle, what do you think? We have been preparing this gift for a long time. Now that they are here, how can we not give them a big gift?" The beautiful woman looked at the middle-aged man with a deep look in her bright eyes.
"Yes! I understand!"
The middle-aged Yan tribe's face changed slightly. He bowed his hands and hurriedly sent a message to his subordinates. They all disappeared into the barren mountains behind them.
The beautiful woman stood there, looking up at the sky and was silent for a while, then she pursed her lips and let out a moving laugh, and her figure gradually disappeared.
As the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman disappeared one after another, the two monks who had been fighting fiercely at the foot of the mountain also quickly retreated, and suddenly became unusually quiet. Only the Dongzhou monks who stayed here looked at each other, obviously disapproving. This was met with suspicion.
However, they also knew the principle of not chasing after the enemy. They were secretly relieved when they saw that the monks of the Yanman tribe had indeed retreated without a trace. Several masters in the early stage of pill formation led everyone back to the stronghold to continue the defense. , at the same time, messages for help were sent out one after another and returned to their respective sects.
At the same time, somewhere in mid-air, Ye Chunyang and the old man surnamed Han from the Taoist world flew away at high speed, and soon they fell into the barren mountains.
"It seems that there has been a big battle here." The old man surnamed Han glanced around with his cold eyes, and he already saw something, and said with a gloomy expression.
Ye Chunyang had no good impression of the Taoist world, and had no intention of saying anything to this person. He only looked at the surroundings calmly, with his two sword eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
"It's strange. Since there was a big battle here, none of the barbarians and Yan monks were seen. Could it be that they sensed that we were coming to support them and escaped in advance?"
On the side, Hong Ji touched his chin and twitched his beard, with a thoughtful look on his face, as if he was guessing something.
"It seems that Senior Brother Hongji has noticed it too." Ye Chunyang was not surprised by Hongji's question. Obviously, he had already noticed the abnormality here.
However, when he was talking to Hong Ji, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the old man surnamed Han and the group of people opposite him, and he discovered that a familiar figure among them was Su Xueyan.
Ye Chunyang was a little surprised, he didn't expect that she would also come.
"Yes, but this matter seems a bit strange. It stands to reason that our arrival speed is not slow. Even if the monks of the Yanman tribe retreat temporarily, they should leave some traces. But now there is no one there. It is really strange. "
Hongji's face was a little uncertain.
Ye Chunyang nodded slightly. He could naturally detect what Hongji could detect.
After pondering for a while, he looked at a monk's stronghold not far away and said: "Our defense line has not been breached. No matter how weird this matter is, let's go over and take a look."