Chapter 102 Jie Tianzun, Ghost Palace Yuekui

"Okay." Chen Luoli hesitated for a while and finally nodded.

They followed the red mist and walked into the ghost town.

For Chen Luoli, Chu Yu and Qingniao are strangers, but when facing the power of demons, the human race's front will be unified in most cases.

At the current scene, although Chen Luoli was still vigilant and defensive, it was not that strong.

The Mandrill Ghost King exists in Wei Qing's Yin and Yang Formation, and he must still be alive now.

As long as you can find it, there is a chance to leave here.

Several people walked into the ghost town and quickly disappeared into the world of red mist.

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At the same time, within half an hour of the accident in the deserted valley, a large number of powerful Confucianists were already galloping in the sky, constantly looking for traces of the trial disciples.

The head of the Prajna Temple, the elders of the Five Elements Sect, and others were also scattered around the deserted valley, looking extremely anxious.

And as the news about Mr. Jiang spread, a strong team had already set off in Dongzhou, rushing towards Huanggu.

The leader was Fu Xuzi from the Confucian Academy.

He has a higher seniority than Mr. Jiang, is the junior disciple of Dean Xuanjizi, and is also more powerful.

As soon as he received the news from Huanggu, he quickly led a large number of Confucian masters to come.

At this moment, the rainbow was flying across the sky with great momentum. It quickly approached the location of the deserted valley, but at the end of the line of sight, another groggy scene was seen.

Fu Xuzi frowned and smelled an unusual smell.

There are wandering souls wandering freely there, and when the Black River hangs upside down, it is like a netherworld coming to the world, approaching the realm of the barren valley.

Judging from the location, it does not belong to Dongzhou, but comes from a more distant place.

Looking carefully, Fu Xuzi saw ghost figures wearing gray cloaks, hiding their faces and auras from the Black River Yellow Spring.

The quantity is huge, no less than a thousand.

"Night March in the Ghost Palace?"

Fu Xuzi's expression turned solemn. Such a formation was obviously heading into the barren valley and had evil intentions!

His first thought was that the accident in Huanggu might be related to the Ghost Palace.

After all, the red mist realm has never been revealed in all previous years.

"Stop them!"

Fu Xuzi shouted, and a group of great Confucians and powerful men behind him immediately rolled up their sleeves and robes, and a series of golden horses were spread across the sky, dancing wildly in the sky, and landed in front of Heihe Huangquan.

If you look closely, you will see that those golden swords are composed of ancient characters.

Originated from the Wordless Book of Confucianism and Taoism, after being practiced and understood by later generations, it has the power to calm the soul, drive away evil spirits, and kill demons.

At this moment, it falls in front of the Black River and Huangquan, like a natural chasm cutting across it, forming a golden talisman gate.

The Night March in the Ghost Palace stopped momentarily, raised its head slightly and looked into the distance, where Fu Xuzi and other great scholars were waiting.

Inside, Master Yuekui opened his silent eyes.

"Confucian Academy?"

He whispered, with a cold expression on his face.

Then he opened his palm and checked the location of the jade again.

Some time ago, the palace master had extracted the mark of the bone sacrifice, but the mark suddenly began to dim.

If no action is taken, the mark will disappear completely.

However, the four envoys sent out unexpectedly died mysteriously in the deserted valley, and two of them inspired the power of the curse.

Before he could find out, he rushed over to get the jade back before the mark disappeared and kill all the people involved.

However, the changes that occurred in the deserted valley forced him to deviate his direction and prepare to take action at the weakest point in the red field.

As a result, I encountered the power of Confucianism here.

The Dharma of the Golden Talisman Gate in front is unbridled, and the divine light reaches straight into the sky, which has already had an impact on his Black River Domain.

Thousands of Ghost Palace nobles watched with cold eyes, as the rainbow swept across, Fu Xuzi and others descended into the sky.

"Ahead is the testing ground for Confucian Academy disciples. I wonder where you came from and where you are going back." Fu Xuzi said in a deep voice.

The words are like the sound of heaven, reverberating around the world, with an attitude that cannot be doubted.

He knew very well that these were members of the Ghost Palace.

In the minds of various factions in Dongzhou, the Ghost Palace has always been a mysterious and untraceable existence.

At this moment, he had to stop him for the sake of the trial disciples in the deserted valley.

"I advise you not to get involved in the affairs of the Ghost Palace." Yue Kui's eyes were dark.

You have a heavy responsibility and cannot make any mistakes.

If the mark disappears and the difficulty of tracking increases again, the situation will be extremely bad.

However, he did not want to conflict with this Confucian academy.

Because since ancient times, there have been no weaklings in human factions.

What's more, in the long history of Dongzhou, there once appeared a Confucian and Taoist saint who reached a transcendental level and had disciples all over the world.

Later, a bachelor's house was founded, which was called Confucian Academy.

So far, the Confucian Academy has been passed down for dozens of generations and is the oldest sect in Dongzhou.

The secrets of the wordless heavenly book they master are very powerful.

It is precisely because of understanding this principle that the Ghost Palace always keeps a low profile, hiding itself in secret and keeping its head and tail hidden.

At this moment, the words came out, but Fu Xuzi had no intention of giving in.

The changes in the deserted valley have caused people a lot of headaches, and it is still unclear where the disaster originated.

The purpose of the Ghost Palace's night march here is unknown, but if it is mixed in again, the situation of many trial disciples will be even more dangerous.

"Please leave." Fu Xuzi said in a deep voice.

Upon seeing this, Yuekui finally stood up, with a cold expression on his lips.

He swept it away with a glance, and suddenly there was a sudden wind and thunder, and the majestic evil power exploded, causing the Black River area to transform into a ferocious tengu.

boom!

The Tengu devoured Confucianism, and the golden talisman door it hit shook. There were a total of 800 words on it, and all of them showed signs of fragmentation at this moment.

Fu Xuzi immediately fluttered his sleeves, took out an iron scroll from his arms, and activated his magic, causing countless golden words to come out one after another.

Not only did it once again strengthen the power of the Golden Light Talisman Sect, but it also caused Yue Kui's Black River Domain to suffer strong suppression and fluctuations.

That day the dog broke into pieces and turned into a shadow and disappeared.

"If you don't want to leave, then stay here!"

Fu Xuzi shouted violently, the divine voice rolled wantonly, the golden light opened and closed in his eyes, and the words formed a storm, covering the entire sky.

When it bombarded the Black River realm, it caused the earth to tremble, and the origins of endless evil spirits collapsed and disappeared.

This kind of scene is a manifestation of the power of Confucianism and Taoism, and a display of the strong human race.

If they were ordinary demons, those whose strength was lower than that of Little Heavenly Lord, they would definitely be killed today.

But as the Lord of the Ghost Palace, Fu Xuzi can't suppress him.

His eyes burst out with rage, and suddenly a ray of disaster flashed across his face. In an instant, the Black River Territory spread out and enveloped the entire sky above his head.

Thousands of Ghost Palace nobles also raised their heads at this moment, their magical weapons roared, and cold waves erupted in an instant.

The golden book and iron scroll in Fu Xuzi's hand was directly impacted, and the whole person felt a power far beyond his own realm!

"Jie Tianzun?" His face changed.

I thought it was just a night march from the Ghost Palace, but I never imagined that there were also senior officials from the Ghost Palace!

It is extremely rare to see this kind of battle in Dongzhou with such combat power.

What on earth do they want to do when they march into the barren valley?

Fu Xuzi had no time to think, because the golden light talisman door was suddenly shattered by Yuekui Yuexun with a loud noise!

I helped my mother move today, so it was very short... I have to go out again later, so the chapter in the evening may be even later.
Chapter completed!