Chapter 633 The source of unrest
At this moment, in the eastern part of Qingzhou, the Yueming Realm where Tianming Pavilion is located, the war is raging and bloody, and countless monks have died here.
Over there, the white dress of Yuehua Taoist Master was stained with blood. His stunning face was now pale and he looked particularly weak. He was covering his left shoulder with one hand, where a purple-black brilliance was eroding the heavenly body.
Her opponents were three great Shang princes.
Prince Jing, Prince Yan, and Prince Qi.
These three people are the kings of Dashang who have been famous for a long time. They have also fought in all directions and made great contributions to Dashang. Their strength is beyond doubt. They are all heavenly beings who have survived two levels of Tianyuan tribulation.
If it was one person, she could handle it, but now there were three people at once.
She didn't even need to ask the reason. It must have been because she helped Xia Xiaoman and Qiu Bailu in the Western Regions that she became the target of the Great Shang.
But this matter will only happen sooner or later. If you don't submit to Dashang, sooner or later such a day will come.
Taoist Master Yuehua glanced at Tianming Pavilion. At this moment, not only the elders of Tianming Pavilion, but also the disciples joined the battle and fought fiercely with the merchant army.
"Dao Zun Yuehua still has time to worry about them?"
A fierce gust of wind struck, and Taoist Yuehua immediately raised his hand to fight back.
boom!
While the two palms were facing each other, Prince Yan struck from the side, severely injuring Taoist Yuehua's waist. She flew away with a muffled groan.
She opened her mouth and spit out a large amount of bright red blood.
Prince Yan said in a deep voice: "Taoist Yuehua is indeed very capable. He was able to persist for such a long time with the three of us working together. But even so, Tianming Pavilion cannot escape the fate of destruction today."
"Needless to say, it's nothing more than dying in battle."
The eyes of Taoist Yuehua remain the same, like a banished immortal half-born, a heavenly being who is not afraid of death and has courage.
Yue Mingjie was blocked, and she didn't know if her letter was sent out. Although she persisted for a long time, it was probably in vain.
Dao Zun Yuehua had a death wish in his heart, but he still had to make a last-ditch effort, at least not to let Dashang leave so easily.
But just when she was about to fight, a flash of sword light cut open the barrier that enveloped Yue Mingjie, and a woman in white holding a red sword descended on this world.
The moment he saw that person, Taoist Yuehua's eyes shimmered, and his will to live was rekindled.
In contrast, the expressions of the three princes of Dashang changed with surprise.
Aotian Sect, Xia Xiaoman!
Xia Xiaoman's eyes swept over the three heavenly beings of Dashang. Naturally, she did not recognize the identities of these three people, but she could tell from their clothes.
The princes of the great merchants.
Xia Xiaoman immediately came to Taoist Yuehua and asked, "I'm late."
Taoist Master Yuehua shook his head and said, "You came just in time."
Her letter talisman was sent out, which made her feel gratified and lucky.
Taoist Master Yuehua added: "These three people are princes of the Great Shang, and their strength is not weak. They have all survived two levels of Tianyuan Tribulation."
Xia Xiaoman nodded slightly.
Prince Jing glanced at the cracked barrier, then looked at Xia Xiaoman, and couldn't help but laugh.
"It seems that your Aotian Sect is short of manpower right now, so we only sent you."
Xia Xiaoman frowned slightly after hearing this. Although she thought she was enough to deal with these three people, she didn't know the strength of the attack on Tianming Pavilion when she came.
And what the other party said is not wrong. The sect is indeed short of manpower now.
Why is this mentioned?
Although the intention of testing is vague, there are definitely signs of its existence.
After being promoted to heavenly being, Xia Xiaoman has become completely compatible with the innate sword soul. Her insight is now different from what it used to be, so she will think of more possibilities, mostly based on intuition.
This also made her feel a little uneasy.
Xia Xiaoman asked: "To deal with you, our Aotian Sect naturally does not need to send more people."
As soon as these words came out, the three princes all laughed, but this smile sent a chill down Xia Xiaoman's spine. She held the sword tightly in her right hand, her sword intent rippling, and her eyes were filled with a heart-stopping killing intent.
"Senior, the barrier has been broken. Leave this place to me. Please help me inform Liechen Sword Sect and other forces to go to Hengxuan Mountain."
"Varied"
Taoist Yuehua subconsciously wanted to ask for the reason, but after feeling Xia Xiaoman's murderous intention, his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.
"good."
Xia Xiaoman walked towards the three princes. Although she could not confirm the source of her uneasiness, she needed to hurry up now.
In a hazy space, several figures wrapped in black mist arrived. They were in an abnormal dimension, staring at the majestic fairy mountain in the distance.
That mountain is Hengxuan Mountain.
A thin old man with a stooped waist made a hoarse voice: "I want this mountain, the Valley of Immortality."
There was also an immortal old monster who laughed coldly: "Mo'e, do you think you have the final say?"
A figure walked out with a scimitar on his waist. It was the Blade Demon Lord of the Infinite Demon Realm.
"The outcome of this battle has not yet been decided, so you are fighting over the spoils of war?"
There is a tall figure beside him, with a charming and evil face. He looks like a woman, but if you look closely, you can find that he is a man. He is letting out a soft laugh at this moment.
"That's right, how to divide it will be a matter later, and we haven't even fought yet."
All the demon cultivators were two steps away from this person, as if they didn't want to get close to him.
But this man approached the Scarlet Moon Demon Lord and said with a sweet smile: "Sure enough, Sister Chiyue is better. None of them want to get close to her."
Red Moon Demon Lord glanced at him and said, "You should say less, Thousand Faces Lord. Why disgust us before the battle?"
Thousand Faces Lord curled his lips: "Really, what disgusting things are you talking about? It really hurts my heart."
"Get out of the way."
Red Moon Demon Lord coldly scolded.
At this time, Killing Demon Lord said, "I only want the head of Master Chen Liang."
"Who do you want? Master Chen Liang's head? Hahaha!"
The Thousand Faces Lord suddenly laughed and said, "Forget it, if you can beat him, we don't have to come. Have you forgotten that you were almost killed by the demon last time?"
The Killing Demon Lord's eyes burst into murderous intent: "Do you want to die?"
In that battle, he was severely injured by the demon and almost died. In order to repair the origin of the heavenly man, he has been recovering from his injuries for these years, but his cultivation has also made great progress.
Although he wanted to avenge his previous shame, he was not sure enough. This damn Thousand Faces Lord even pointed out the facts, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.
Qianmianjun said: "Speaking of which, there are only Master Chen Liang and the demon in charge of the Aotian Sect. Even if Ye Xiaoxiao and Xia Xiaoman are included, we don't have to go to such great lengths."
Red Moon Demon Lord said coldly: "Since the Holy Lord gave us such advice, there must be a reason. Otherwise, you will question the Holy Lord?"
"No, no, how dare I question the words of the Holy Lord?" Qianmianjun shook his head and waved his hands, as if he was very afraid of that person.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a black robe looked away and asked indifferently: "Why are those people coming so slowly? Do they want us to take the lead? That's a good idea."
Red Moon Demon Lord took a look and said: "It doesn't matter, just wait. Hengxuanshan can't run away even if he is here."
Soon, the demons saw the sea of clouds rolling in the distance, and their eyes changed slightly, as sharp as knives.
"Here they come."