Chapter 537 Eight Desolations (for subscription)
The world of cultivating immortals in the western desert.
The ancient teleportation array roared, and two people flew out of it.
Fang Xi is okay, but Lingshu's pretty face is slightly red, and she is still suffering from the aftereffects of ultra-long-distance teleportation.
However, he is a monk who has perfected alchemy after all. After a little movement of the kung fu, the surrounding water vapor diffused, and his spirit recovered a lot in an instant: "This... is the world of cultivating immortals in the West Desert?"
"good!"
Fang Xi nodded, and a ray of Taiyi Qingmu divine light flew out, covering the entire ancient teleportation array.
Crash!
In an instant, this ancient teleportation array was reduced to powder by countless sharp emerald flying blades...
With his current net worth, it is very simple to rearrange an ancient teleportation formation, and with the assistance of 'Tai Yi', his current cultivation level of the formation is directly comparable to that of the fifth-order formation master.
After destroying the teleportation array, even if this place is exposed, it will not be a serious problem.
Because the shapes and structures of the ancient teleportation formations are different, they cannot be mixed at all... Even if the other party has a master of the formation, they can only sigh.
And Lingshu's formation skills are really mediocre, it is impossible to memorize the formation method and formation pattern prohibition of this large formation...
There was a flash of light.
Fang Xi and Lingshu came to the sky above the ruins.
Lingshu looked at the billowing yellow sand, and couldn't help being a little crazy...
After all, this was the first time she had seen such a sight.
"This is the map of the nearby quicksand area... If you want to return, you can rent a cave in the 'Houtu City' and wait. I will take a look before I go back."
With Fang Xi's spiritual consciousness, he can easily find out Lingshu.
After he threw the jade slips to Lingshu, the woman also said goodbye tactfully, turning into a ray of blue light and going away.
"Have courage...Maybe the real Nascent Soul is expected?!"
Fang Xi murmured, and also turned into a ray of light, galloping in the direction of the Huangsha faction.
As for the situation in the West Desert, he had to ask his old acquaintance, Zhenjun Heisha.
Besides, the West Desert Immortal Cultivation Realm has more resources than the Southern Desolation, and he also wants to see if he can get a batch of "Infant Transformation Pill" to go back...
…
Yellow Sand School.
"The Eight Desolation Sect deceived me too much!"
Zhenjun Heisha punched Wannian Wenyu's seat with a fist, causing cracks to appear on the handle of the chair.
Below him, a group of alchemy cultivators were silent, with bitter expressions on their faces.
Bahuang Sect and Huangsha Sect are adjacent to each other, and the grievances have a long history. When the Huangsha Sect lost a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was rumored that they were going to fight, but they were overwhelmed by the demon clan descending from the realm...
But now it's different!
The descent of the monster race to the world is over, and because the Black Sand True Monarch is always targeted by the Zilei Qilin, he not only gets nothing, but also suffers serious injuries, and his cultivation has regressed a lot.
The Eight Desolation Sect is different. The 'Four Desolation True Monarchs' are also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and there is another elder who is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. The two collaborated to make a lot of military exploits in Tianwei City, and exchanged for a 'Infant Transformation Pill'.
At the beginning, both sides lived in peace.
But after decades, the Eight Desolation Sect cultivated the third Nascent Soul monk, and naturally began to invade the territory of the Quicksand Region.
This is not only a grievance, but also the reason that the Bahuang Sect has limited output and cannot support the three Nascent Soul monks for their cultivation.
There were three Nascent Souls making moves, and one of them was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, True Monarch Heisha naturally retreated steadily.
If it wasn't for his mysterious spiritual body, he might be beheaded in the first battle.
Up to now, the Eight Desolation Sect has invaded the quicksand area, occupying many spiritual veins, mines, and medicine fields... But the Yellow Sand Sect is retreating steadily, and the situation is precarious.
"Zhenjun... You have friendship with Zen Master Jin Guang?"
The real person who is the head of the Huangsha faction speaks carefully and authentically.
"Zen Master Jin Guang?"
Zhenjun Heisha was a little moved for a moment, but then smiled wryly: "Although I liked him before, I had a good relationship with Zen Master Jin Guang... But since the Dharma body was destroyed, Zen Master Jin Guang has been practicing in seclusion, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you easily. ah…"
This kind of Nascent Soul monster doesn't have enough benefits, so it is unlikely to help him.
And now that the Huangsha faction is up and down, what good is there to impress a big monk?
Just when everyone was frowning, the big formation suddenly trembled!
"Um!"
Zhenjun Heisha got up immediately, and dark patterns appeared on his face, turning into a strange facial makeup.
This is a vision launched by the 'Black Sand Divine Body'!
Countless 'Heisa Xuansha' gathered and turned into a double-headed lion with sharp claws and fangs. It carried Zhenjun Heisha and a group of alchemy monks to the sky above the mountain gate.
At this time, outside the gate of the Huangsha School, there was only a piece of yellow sand, which turned into nine ferocious khaki dragons.
The bodies of these giant dragons are all made of 'Wutu Shensha', and there are earth spirits emerging from the ground, transforming into various beasts...
It is a scene of the Huangsha faction's guarding formation 'Jiulong Huangsha formation' being alarmed and bursting out with all its strength!
True Monarch Heisha looked at the three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Eight Desolation Sect outside, especially the leader of the "True Monarch Four Desolations", and couldn't help but tear his eyes.
In my heart, it was still very strange.
He sits in this fourth-tier formation, and the big monk can't do anything about him.
Why are the three Nascent Souls of the Eight Desolation Sect so confident that they gathered here! ?
Zhenjun Heisha suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
If the Nascent Soul monks were not certain of victory, they would never have taken such a risk!
Sihuang Zhenjun is a sinister middle-aged image, wearing a golden robe, and four wild beasts of different shapes are embroidered on the robe.
"Heisha... You must be aware that you can't defend the quicksand region by yourself... If our Eight Desolation Sect doesn't attack the quicksand region, we can only face the stronger 'Shuiyuemen' and 'Ziyun faction'...Therefore , if you are willing to sign a contract with blood essence on this 'Blood Soul Book Contract' today, the Yellow Sand faction can continue to control the Black Sand Sea part of the Quicksand Region..."
Zhenjun Sihuang Zhenjun's voice is hoarse and authentic.
The reason why one-third of the quicksand area was left was naturally because he was afraid of the Black Sand True Monarch jumping over the wall in a hurry.
After all, he is also a Nascent Soul!
"Ha ha…"
After hearing this, Zhenjun Heisha smiled angrily: "Let me relocate the sect of Huangsha faction? Dreaming!"
The Black Sand Sea is the most barren place in the Quicksand Region. If it is really moved there, I am afraid that the Huangsha Sect will have difficulty producing Nascent Souls in the future. When its deadline comes, won’t it inevitably decline?
This is also a game played among high-level forces. It is often to boil frogs in warm water, and it will not be too bloody.
After all, Nascent Soul’s escape ability is quite strong...
"Really? You look at this again?"
Zhenjun Sihuang sneered, and a fist-sized Lingzhu appeared in his hand.
On the Lingzhu, there are countless fine runes, and there is a faint formation inside.
"A fourth-order formation-breaking bead?!"
Zhenjun Heisha's aura suddenly weakened, and he lost his voice: "How can you have such treasures?"
"Naturally, it was seized by the Yaozu side... In addition to exchanging the 'Infant Transformation Pill', my meritorious service was mainly spent on this thing."
True Monarch Four Desolation held the 'Breaking Array Bead' in his hand, and he had the air of a certain victory: "You also know... Although this bead can't break through the fourth-order large formation, it can still suppress the power of the formation for a while... This book Zhenjun advises you to cooperate obediently, otherwise I will wait for three people to break through your mountain gate, and the low-level disciples will lose a lot."
This formation-breaking orb is quite precious, and the True Lord of the Four Desolations also knows the truth that treasures are most powerful when held in their hands.
"Dare you?!"
Zhenjun Heisha stared wide-eyed: "If you dare to do this, I, Heisha, will never end with your Eight Desolation Sect, attacking and killing the low-level disciples of your Sect day and night..."
"So, you still don't want to sign the blood soul contract?"
Sihuang Zhenjun sighed, and the desolate beasts on the robes turned from virtual to real, came into the void, and let out a low roar.
"It seems...the only way to completely annihilate your Nascent Soul is to destroy the Huangsha faction...It's a pity that this faction has been passed down for thousands of years, but it was finally cut off in your hands."
The voice of the Four Desolation True Lord was like a dark cloud, making every monk of the Huangsha sect feel that a catastrophe is imminent.
'This old man from the Four Desolations...has practiced the 'Eight Desolation Art' very well. When he sacrifices four desolate beasts again, he can be promoted to the late stage of the Nascent Soul, right? '
‘With the help of two Nascent Souls, I’m afraid I can only escape from the Nascent Soul…’
True Monarch Black Sand quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
Even if he escapes from Yuanying, it will not be a matter of one day to find a suitable furnace and return to his original cultivation.
Revenge when the time comes is just a bluff...
As soon as he thought of this, True Monarch Heisha was quite complicated in his heart. He was about to speak softly, but suddenly he looked in a certain direction, his expression changed drastically: 'This mana fluctuation, is it a great monk? The Eight Desolation Sect is so ruthless... Is this to completely destroy the Huangsha Sect? '
But immediately, he found that the Four Desolation True Monarchs were also looking at him with a changed expression, with a hint of fear, and he knew that he was thinking too much, that great monk was not a member of the Eight Desolation Sect.
There was a flash of blue light in the sky not far away, and a figure appeared in midair immediately, showing the figure of Mu Zhenjun: "Fellow Daoist Heisha... Your faction is so lively today."
Fang Xi laughed, and greeted first.
"You are...Mu Zhenjun?! You have been promoted to the late Nascent Soul?!"
Zhenjun Heisha's eyes widened like copper bells.
He was deeply shocked.
Every meeting with this 'Mu Zhenjun' seems to bring surprises? No, it's scare!
It was the first time we met, but in the early stage of Nascent Soul, I could barely accept three tricks from myself.
The second time we met, the other party was still in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but he was seriously hurt by three moves!
The third time I met, this person was already unfathomable. Although he appeared to be in the early Yuanying stage, he suspected that the other party had already advanced to the middle stage of the Yuanying stage.
As a result, when they met for the fourth time, the other party directly became a big monk?
Is this not pretending?
Zhenjun Heisha suspected that the other party had long been a great cultivator, and he deliberately restrained his breath a few times before, playing tricks on him.
Think about it too!
An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he have the guts to investigate the private affairs of Heitian Zhenjun and accuse the Black Dragon Sect of betraying the human race?
But soon, Zhenjun Heisha recovered, with a smile on his face: "Old friend, long time no see, Heisha misses you very much, but there are evil guests coming to the door, and you can't show the friendship of the landlord..."
Happy Dragon Boat Festival!
(end of this chapter)