Outside the Black Saint Sect's residence, or outside Jiuhe Mountain, there were three people gathered together silently.
They are hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, and no demon gate can detect their existence.
Du Yue silently carved the formation on the ground, urging the "Water Mirror Circular Light Technique".
Qin Wu sat on the treetops, his forehead opened his eyes to the gods, staring at the scene of the demon gate in the distance, and projecting what he saw on the water mirror on the ground.
Nameless, on the other hand, used magical powers to hide the traces of the three of them, and layers of white mysterious qi surrounded this dense forest, not being detected by outsiders.
The descendants of the three palaces of the Xuanmen Holy Land gather here!
The ten thousand demons of Jiuhe Mountain gathered, and Nameless felt that the demon flames were monstrous, so he secretly contacted Qin Wu and Du Yue to discuss exploring the demon gate together.
Compared with the nameless Taishang hidden in the shadows, the heirs of the two palaces on the bright side are too easy to find.
Therefore, with the tacit consent of the two palace masters, they came with no name.
Of course, there is another purpose of this trip, which is to pick up the previous group of people lurking in the demon gate.
It's a pity that except for Guangwei Pai Luo Yao, who was rescued by Ji Feichen, everyone else was killed by the Demon Gate.
The heirs of the Three Palaces were one step late, and they could only secretly try to spy on the weather of the Demon Gate, just in time to see that the immortals of the Yin Netherworld Sect began to challenge the various sects.
Du Yue frowned when he saw the actions of the Netherworld Sect: "The Netherworld Sect was originally a sect second only to the Sea of Blood.
Is it time to see them as holy places?
” "A two-headed serpent, one at the head and one at the end, its heart is not in harmony, and it does not move forward."
Nameless smiled: "I'm looking forward to having one more Holy Land Sect in the Demon Gate.
Because in this way, the infighting between the two major factions is easier to deal with. ” "That being said, but don't forget.
The other magic doors are not fuel-efficient lamps either.
Qin Wu said: "Especially the Black Saint Sect, they who have inherited the ancient witch sect and Taoism are not easy to deal with. ” They saw the battle in the Black Saint Sect, and they were deeply wary of the methods of Wu Xian, Ming Mozi and others.
The Black Saint Sect retains the tradition of ancient witchcraft sacrifices.
They worship gods and demons, and condense into ghosts, gods and demons with the power of belief in incense.
Many of these strange ghosts and gods are in the same vein as the ancient gods and demons.
Miao Yu's reggae is one of them.
These reggae with flashing thunder all over their bodies are demon gods that have been worshiped by several small tribes in southern Xinjiang for many years.
These tribes remain antiquity and believe in the power of nature.
From their sacrifices, many thunder beasts and ghosts were born.
If it is a few thousand years later, these reggae may be able to become the god of thunder and prove the master of thunder with three talents in heaven and earth.
Miao Yu is the most outstanding person in the tribe, and he uses his own essence and blood to raise reggae.
Now that he is only a year of confusion, he can use the power of reggae to confront the immortals of the Tongxuan realm.
"The Black Saint Sect sacrifices to the gods and demons, and they have too many means to ascend to the sky in one step."
Qin Wu whispered, "As long as you let mortals obtain a ghost god, won't you immediately have the combat power of the human immortal level?"
” Du Yue clasped his hands to his chest, and said indifferently: "But don't forget."
It is precisely because of the cultivation of ghosts and gods that the people of the Black Saint Sect are weak and have a scarce lifespan, but they cannot pose a threat. ” "The Black Saint Sect can't.
But what about the Black Sky Cult?
” Du Yue looked stunned and stopped talking.
The Ancient Black Heaven Sect was a behemoth of the Quartet Sect and the Tiangang Sect.
However, with the split of the Black Saint Sect and the Six-Armed Divine Sect, each of them has obtained a part of the inheritance, and the momentum is far less than before.
The Black Saint Sect is biased towards witchcraft and spiritual training.
The Six-Armed Divine Sect is biased towards the refining of supernatural powers and physical bodies.
Originally in antiquity.
The disciples of the Black Heaven Sect exercised their physical bodies while raising ghosts with their essence blood, and they could still maintain their balance.
But now......
The Black Saint Sect pays attention to spiritual cultivation, and it is already lacking in blood and qi.
And because of raising ghosts all day long, the lifespan is less than that of ordinary monks.
Many wizards can live for a hundred years at most.
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And the smarter ones are two or three hundred years of life.
Because their spirit and spirit are all sucked by the ghosts and ghosts they raise.
The same is true for Miao Yu, he is physically weak, not to mention fighting with Fengshan Palace.
Even if he was an ordinary immortal cultivator, he might not be able to compete in close combat.
Therefore, of course, he did not dare to fight hard with the Lord of Fengshan Palace.
Instead, they bite the bullet and send reggae out to fight.
Nameless listened to what the two said, and stared at the battle between the Fengshan Hall Lord and Miao Yu in the distance.
In the face of the reggae attack, the Fengshan Hall Lord just shook his head, took out a wooden box at random, and grabbed a handful of sand from it.
The blue arc flashed away, and when the sand splashed on the reggae, a few screams were heard, and then the reggae disappeared.
Nameless said: "Brother Qin's concern is right.
The ghosts and gods of the Black Saint Sect are very troublesome.
But in the face of the earth immortal level, the god of pure yang is by no means something that some ghosts and gods can compete with.
I'm more worried about another thing than these raised ghosts. ” "Ming Moko?"
Qin Wu's gaze fell on the battle between Ming Mozi and Ji Feichen.
He also cares about this battle.
But the object of concern is not Ming Mozi, but Ji Feichen.
Li Jingxun had already instructed them to beware of Ji Feichen in the future.
This time, Qin Wu paid special attention to Ji Feichen: "Qinghong Daoyou's own brother, it seems that his strength is not inferior to that of the Ming Devil.
The two of them were on the same ladder, and even a few of us were close. ” "Close?"
Du Yue showed a look of disgust: "It's just in the Demon Domain of Jiuhe Mountain."
Come out and fight us, who can the two of them beat?
As for that Qinghong, hmph, it is nothing more than the benefit of the magic weapon.
I don't think he can compare to our Three Palaces Inheritance. ” Du Yue once suffered a secret loss at the hands of Sanxian Qinghong.
In the Xuanmen ranking, he also has a lot of criticism about Qinghong.
Qin Wu and Nameless didn't speak, silently watching the battle of the Black Saint Sect.
Suddenly, Du Yue raised his head and said to Nameless: "Of course, if Nameless Daoist is Qinghong."
I retract the foreword and apologize to Your Excellency. ” Whether the nameless is a scattered immortal Qinghong, this is a thing that the immortals and demons in the world are very curious about.
Qin Wu couldn't help but look at Nameless, wanting to see how he answered.
However, the nameless face was hidden in the mist, and even the Heavenly Eye could not see through the fog on his body.
In the end, I couldn't observe his emotions from his facial expression, so I only listened to him say leisurely: "Dao Ancestor Xuanmen is orthodox and has its own extraordinary.
Taishang has no name and no appearance, and only the Tao does not exist for long.
I'm a Taichuan person, and so is Qinghong.
In the same way, Li Jingxun is, Liu Zimo is, Jing Xuan is, Qinglan is, and Zhang Yuanchu is the same. ” "So, as long as it's a Taishang exercise, it's a Taishang person?"
"As long as you can comprehend the fundamental avenue of Taishang, you will naturally be a Taishang person." "......" saw that he didn't leak, and the two were speechless.
Suddenly— Just as the three of them were discussing, the scene changed.
The three of them stopped talking, but looked at Ji Feichen and Ming Mozi.
The Black Saint Sect's physical body is weak, and even if the Ming Demon Son has the power of the Black Heaven, he still can't avoid this problem by exercising his body with the power of the Black Heaven.
On the other hand, Ji Feichen's body of the black dragon was originally the true body of gods and demons.
Coupled with the dragon king's dragon scale baptism, the solidity of his physical body is like a real dragon body.
It can naturally weaken the attack of the outside world, and has the effect of invulnerability, water and fire.
So when the two fought hand-to-hand, the winner was quickly decided.
Ji Feichen ignored Ming Mozi's various attacks, walked up to Ming Mozi step by step, and stretched out his hand to choke his neck.
"Hmm-" Ming Mozi's eyes widened, the expected three hundred rounds of the Great War did not happen at all.
Ji Feichen simply walked in front of him, as for the various spells urged by Ming Mozi, and even the ghosts and gods he summoned, none of them worked.
"Impossible!
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How so!
That guy's Black Sky Seal, will it still have this effect in a few years?
” "What, you're surprised?"
Ji Feichen carried the Ming Demon Zi and whispered in his ear: "What is fake is fake."
Even if you can hide it from the world, you can't hide it from me.
The fact that I am standing in front of you today in perfect condition speaks volumes. ” At first, Ji Feichen was also surprised.
He was already ready to fight Ming Mozi to the death.
After 300 rounds of battle, the sun and moon are gone, the sky and the earth are discolored, and then he avenges his best friend in the past in full view of everyone.
But—it's so easy!
The Black Sky Demon Seal that Peng Shaoyu left to Ji Feichen still worked a few years later.
And exert a great effect, allowing Ji Feichen to avoid the attack of the Black Saint Sect.
Therefore, it was enough for him to walk in front of Ming Mozi step by step.
And seeing the black fog around Ji Feichen, forming a quiet and distant dark night, the people of the Black Saint Sect below were in an uproar.
"Impossible!
How could he have the power of the Black Sky Divine in his body!
” Many wizards looked incredulous.
The heirs of the Three Palaces frowned, and Qin Wu said to the two, "Do you know lip language?"
What are they talking about?
I look at the power around Ji Feichen, it's a little weird. ” Nameless: "A little dabbling."
They said, 'Why does Ji Feichen have the power of the black sky?'
” "Huh?"
Du Yue jumped up: "Can Ji Feichen also be the Holy Son of the Black Saint Sect?"
” "As long as he has an older brother, it may not be impossible."
Nameless spoke in a strange tone, obviously thinking of something, and continued to stare at Ji Feichen.
On the jade platform, Ji Feichen ignored other people's thoughts.
"Your brother, although you won't let me kill you.
But if you become an adult, as long as you provide for a little of your life and help your family inherit the lineage, I believe your brother will not blame me. ” So, Ji Feichen crushed Ming Mozi's throat little by little, and then ripped off his joints and limbs one by one.
During this process, Ming Mozi was also silent, sitting and watching Ji Feichen's movements, his faint eyes flashing with green fire, staring at Ji Feichen.
When Ji Feichen was about to smash the head of the Ming Demon at the end, his hand suddenly stopped, and he didn't start for a long time.
The two of them remained motionless, keeping Ji Feichen "decomposing" the appearance of Ming Mozi.
"What is this for?
Genshin War?
Du Yue showed a look of surprise: "Ming Mozi's body is actually dead a long time ago?"
” The three casters have a wide range of knowledge, and Qin Wu smiled bitterly: "There are often ghosts and monsters in the Demon Gate, but I didn't expect this Ming Demon to be so ruthless to himself."
He actually trained his body into a puppet early on, and he would not be harmed by the five senses at all. ” Therefore, Ji Feichen removed his joints step by step, and he didn't react, and he didn't feel any pain at all.
"Control the body with the spirit, and drive the body with the spirit.
The spell of the Black Holy Sect is really evil.
Du Yue saw that the two of them were motionless, shook his head and said, "Ji Feichen is defeated."
Although physically he can have an advantage.
But in the soul, he will surely be defeated. ” "You're going to lose!"
The same words also appeared in Ji Feichen's Mud Pill Palace.
The young man in white came suddenly, and he walked through Ji Feichen's eyebrows with a pure spiritual body.
Move freely in the world of knowing the sea in this mud pill palace.
The black water was gushing, but it was all dispersed in front of him.
"Admittedly, I didn't expect that guy's spell mark to work.
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But I haven't been what I used to be in the past few years, and I'm not the same person I used to be.
As Ming Mozi walked by, the turbid waves behind him all turned into a black curtain, like a black night engulfing everything.
In the end, Ming Mozi came to a Xuantan.
In this vast ocean, only this Xuantan glows with golden afterglow.
"The dragon of Xuantan, sleeping in the nine abysses."
When Ming Mozi saw the sleeping demon dragon in the pool, he stroked his palms and laughed: "What, Ji Feichen, old friends come to your house as guests, and you don't welcome it?"
” Boom – Waves burst out of the water, and a black dragon flew out of the water.
He looked at Ming Mozi coldly: "Do you think, now that you have won?"
” "I am inferior to you than the flesh.
But more than mental power, you can't.
Ming Mozi said proudly: "I refined my physical body into a puppet as early as last year, and drove my physical body with my spirit.
As long as the spirit is not extinguished, you can change your body at will. ” When Ji Feichen heard this, he immediately recalled: Isn't this his own way?
The primordial god hid in the Dao Fruit and manipulated the body with the Yang God Dharma.
"In the end, we met once in the past, why are the methods so similar?"
Ji Feichen muttered in his heart and continued to listen to Ming Mozi.
In the face of his former friends, for his most proud means, Ming Mozi couldn't help but show off.
Originally, this method was used to deal with Song Shaoming and Zheng Qiong.
But for the sake of the friendship in the past, I was the first to take you under the knife.
Rest assured, when you die, I will refine your body into another puppet. ” "You're going to eat me like that?
And, tell me so much?
Aren't you afraid that I will find a flaw?
” "Find a flaw?
Just your dragon soul?
Ming Mozi looked at the dragon soul in front of him, this dragon soul was only three feet long, so there was nothing to worry about at all.
"Before you die, let you be a ghost.
Go back and talk to the guy that you two will be in the underground company.
Ming Mozi raised his hand, and the power of the black sky formed a blade: "It can be regarded as my younger brother, a piece of my heart for him." ” The blade slashed down, killing the black dragon in front of him directly, and a streamer of light dispersed.
"Then you might as well go down and tell him yourself."
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound all around, and the black sky that the Ming Demon had turned into was torn apart by a huge force.
The next moment, Ming Moko saw a human face, or a body, in the sky.
A six-armed god man, wearing a tower crown on his head, holding six artifacts such as orbs and divine swords.
And himself, standing in one of his hands.
The man of God showed a playful look: "Is it fun in the palm of my hand?"
It's a pity that you don't have the surname Sun, I don't call Rulai, otherwise I will give you a five-finger mountain to play.
It's okay, it's worth a friendship between the two of us. ” than mental power?
Ji Feichen has refined into an innate true spirit, but he will not lose to anyone in this regard.
The scenes that Ming Mozi saw just now were nothing more than an illusion that Ji Feichen had reopened in his Mud Pill Palace with the map of the Great Dao.
From beginning to end, the moment Ming Mozi entered the Mud Pill Palace, he was always in the palm of Ji Feichen's hand.
As for the black dragon he saw, it was just a palm print on Ji Feichen's palm.
"You are inferior to me than the flesh.
More than spirit, you are more waste.
Ji Feichen's face was expressionless, and his hand was gently clenched.
Just listening to the "click", the spiritual body inside collapsed directly.