The tens of thousands of feet high Holy King Mountain just disappeared.
Countless multi-armed tribesmen, as well as the surrounding sect monks, were all staring in the direction of the Holy King Mountain. Some of them were shocked, some were puzzled, many were confused, and even more were at a loss.
They didn't know what happened, but one thing they knew was that their superior Holy King had fallen, and no one knew who their opponent was. Many of them even couldn't believe that their own
The Nine-Armed Holy King was just like that, and the entire Holy King Mountain was turned into nothingness.
After a long time, a loud cry suddenly came from the mountains, and countless multi-armed tribesmen ran and shouted, as if the end was coming.
A million miles away to the west of Tiandan City, there is an endless swamp - the Dark Swamp.
In the dark swamp, there is a miasma that has been shrouded all year round. There are countless poisonous insects and poisonous weeds in it, some of which are so poisonous that even ordinary monks in the integration stage cannot resist it and dare not cross the thunder pond even half a step.
Deep in this dark swamp, there is another continuous mountain range, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, but the thousands of peaks in this mountain range are all pitch black, and even the soil and rocks on the mountain contain poison.
It can be said that in this dark swamp, ordinary creatures cannot survive at all.
As for how this dark swamp was formed, there are different theories. One theory is that during the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, an ancient poisonous insect came across the border and tried to invade the Holy Moon Continent. Wherever it passed, it was enveloped in poisonous gas, and everything was corroded by the poisonous gas.
All the creatures will rot in an instant, and the essence of their bodies will be swallowed up by it.
This naturally attracted the attention of the monks from the Holy Moon Continent, who launched a siege on this poisonous insect.
After a great battle, countless creatures died. Fortunately, this poisonous insect was killed. After the poisonous insect was killed, the poison in its body spread, forming this swamp.
Of course, there is another theory that this swamp was created by a group of immortal monks who were besieging and killing a powerful monk who practiced poisonous skills in ancient times. After his death, the poisonous elixir in his body merged with his flesh and blood and penetrated into this land.
Over time, over time, a swamp gradually formed.
No matter which one it is, this swamp is full of mystery, and the mountain gate of the Black Poison Divine Sect, one of the ten major sects of the human race, is located in this dark swamp.
The main peak of the Black Poison Divine Sect, the Black Death Mountain, although not high, is indeed extremely thick. The bottom of the mountain is surrounded by a circle, which is probably thousands of miles long, just like a stone pier, and at the top of the Black Silk Mountain
, is building a completely dark palace. This palace is very strange. At first glance, it looks like a dark skull with two emerald green flames burning in the position of the eyes.
This is the Black Death Palace, and it is also the hidden cultivation place of the leader of the Black Poison Divine Sect. Neither the core elders of the inner domain nor the many disciples of the Black Poison Divine Sect can step into the Black Death Palace. Otherwise, even if they are members of the Black Poison Divine Sect,
Most people will also be infected by the poison around the Black Death Palace and die unexpectedly.
At this moment, above the palace of the Black Death Palace, on top of the bare "skull", stood a man in a gray linen robe, with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the barren mountains and rivers in the distance.
Behind him, there was an old man in black robe lying down, trembling all over, as if he was afraid of something.
The old man in black robe did not even dare to raise his head. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans were dripping from his forehead onto the dark ground in front of him.
The man in gray linen robe seemed to be unaware of this. He did not speak or turn around, and the silence around him was terrifying.
After half an hour, a green light gradually expanded next to the man in black robe. In the blink of an eye, it swelled to the size of a human. As the green light exploded, a man in green robe appeared. The man looked in his thirties.
He is about 10 years old and exudes a gentle aura.
After he appeared, he first glanced at the old man in black robe who was kneeling on the ground with some surprise, and then looked at the man in gray linen robe. His face hardened, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Su Hongxuan pays homage to the realm master."
"Well, you should get up first."
A deep voice sounded.
Su Hongxuan glanced at the old man in black robe again and stood up slowly.
"Thank you, Lord Landlord." Then he slowly walked to one side and stood.
After another cup of tea, a white light and a red light fell from the sky. When the light dispersed, two people were revealed. One of them was a man in his mid-twenties, wearing a white robe.
It was a simple long sword with a snow-white scabbard, which quite matched the man.
The face is also extremely handsome, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly raised corners of the mouth, showing a bit of arrogance and aloofness.
With its arrival, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by more than ten degrees instantly.
The woman next to him was dressed in palace attire, exuding an aura of grace and luxury. She had a pretty face that was so beautiful that it could stun all living beings. But at this moment, her pretty face was unusually solemn.
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The two were about to speak when a few feet away, a whirlwind suddenly blew up, and then a ball of flames rose from the whirlwind, and then a red-haired man in red robes walked out of the flames.
The man looked ordinary, holding a folding fan that looked like ruby in his hand. He stepped out and came to a few people.
He and the two people who had just arrived both had solemn expressions on their faces, knelt down on one knee, and said almost in unison.
"Fengyun Wujian pays homage to the Realm Master."
"Bian Wuyu pays homage to the realm master."
"Lu Xuanzhen pays homage to the Realm Master."
When the three of them knelt down to worship the man in gray linen robe, they all looked at the old man in black robe on the side. Among them, the woman in palace attire showed a look of surprise.
"Feng Yun Wu Jian? Are you the master of the Sword Spirit Realm now? Where is Mo Junhuang? Is it possible that he has advanced to Mahayana and no longer even pays attention to my heavenly plan?"
When the man in white robe heard the words, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly knelt down again and said: "Lord of the Territory, please calm down. Lord Mo was eager to practice his martial arts seven thousand years ago, but it attracted demons from outside the territory to invade his mind. His sword energy was out of control. Although he barely managed it,
He resisted the invasion of his inner demons, but his energy ran out and he passed away soon after."
"Mo Junhuang is dead?"
"Yes, the current Lord of the Sword Spirit Territory is the son of Territory Lord Mo, Mo Qingxun. It's just that the Territory Lord is currently attacking the realm of the late Tribulation and cannot be distracted by other things. That's why Fengyun Wujian dared to replace the Territory Lord and take over.
A decree from heaven has been issued."
It turns out that the man in the gray linen robe is the owner of Tianmou Palace. Tianmou Palace is located in the illusion of heaven, so the four spiritual realms have always called it the owner of the palace.
Except for Fengyun Wujian, the visitor is the head of the three major sword masters in the Sword Domain, and the other three are the other three masters of the Spiritual Domain.
Lu Xuanzhen, the Lord of the Qi Ling Domain.
Su Hongxuan, the Lord of the Danling Domain.
Bian Wuyu, the Lord of the Magical Realm.
The top figures from the four major spiritual realms of the human race are all gathered here, and the only one who can attract them at the same time is the Heavenly Illusion Realm Tianmou Ling.
The Mitian Illusion Realm, before Huan Tianmou's disappearance, had been leading the human race for tens of thousands of years. After his disappearance, the Mi Tian Illusion Realm was sealed and disappeared without a trace. From this, the four major spiritual realms of the human race became the leaders of the human race.
In fact, it’s just a matter of trying to catch a duck on the shelf, so we have to do it.
When they received the Tianmou Order, they were also shocked and half-believing. After all, it had been ten thousand years since the disappearance of the Master of the Mitian Illusion Realm. Among them, except Fengyun Wujian and the Master of the Magic Spirit Realm, Bian Wuyu, the other two
He is a figure who has only risen in the past few thousand years, and has never seen Huan Tianmou's true face.
The two of them were a little dismissive at first, but after the persuasion of several elders in the spiritual realm, they accepted the order.
"My dear, are you already the Realm Master?" Bian Wuyu suddenly showed a thoughtful expression on his face, then his face changed, and he exclaimed with an incredible expression in his eyes.
Hearing this, the other three people also looked at Bian Wuyu with confusion, not knowing why he suddenly lost his composure.
"I have been missing for ten thousand years and have experienced a lot. Fortunately, everything is over. By chance, I have perfected the power of the rules."
Huan Tianmou's voice was flat and low, sounding ordinary, just like a normal chat, but when it fell into the ears of several people around him, it made them all tremble, and in shock, their eyes showed even more
An indescribable surprise.
"Meet the Phantom Lord."
The four of them knelt down together again, their voices loud and clear, but as the Phantom Spirit waved his sleeves, a light gray spiritual light spread out, directly covering the entire Black Death Palace, and their voices suddenly stopped,
A layer of soundproofing was actually implemented.
"I don't want anyone to know about this matter for the time being. You just need to know about it. The main reason is that when I return this time, I plan to settle old scores with the Spirit Clan and Bone Clan."
"Is the legend back then true? Jing Er. Illusion Spirit Master was jointly attacked by several Mahayana monks from the Spirit Clan and Bone Clan before he disappeared?" Bian Wuyu raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yes, but this is not the point. I have not returned for ten thousand years, and I know very little about the current strength of the Spirit Clan and the Bone Clan. The two of them, Jin Sou and Yin Po, have been sealed off by the Illusion Realm, so they have no information. Therefore, I am so talented
I issued an order from heaven to call you here. On the one hand, I want you to be prepared. In the future, our human race will regain our lost self-esteem. On the other hand, we also ask you to help me explore the high-end battle between the two races.
Power, is there someone at the level of Spirit Master appearing?"
When the four of them heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes, especially Bian Wuyu, whose eyes turned red and looked like he was about to cry with excitement.
The four major spiritual realms were also extremely glorious. During the heyday of the human race, each of them could even control a place that was truly close to the same realm. Moreover, the domain masters of the four major spiritual realms were all Mahayana monks. This is also the reason for the four major spiritual realms.
origin.
Unfortunately, time has passed, and the four major spiritual realms today are just in a corner, and their strength is terrible. It is precisely because of the barrenness of the areas controlled by the human race that they have been unable to give birth to Mahayana monks.
So for human monks, especially those who are at the top, they can especially feel this.
If it weren't for the current miserable situation, their realm would probably be far beyond this, and it would be very possible for them to advance to the Mahayana. After all, the peak existence of each race is really achieved by the accumulation of resources.
The four of them also know very well that with the current status of the human race and the resources they can obtain, it will be difficult for them to advance to the Mahayana in their lifetime, let alone integrate the rules of perfection and become a first-level spiritual being.
On the Holy Moon Continent, only beings at the Spiritual Level are qualified to ascend. After advancing to the Mahayana, immortal cultivators have survived the last tribulation, but they still have a long way to go before ascending to the immortal world.
Gotta go.
There are three obstacles in this section of the road.
One is the power of harmonious rules;
The second is to condense the body of a semi-immortal demon;
The third is the integration of the power of rules and the soul to achieve perfection.
After completing these three items, you can break through the void, soar into the sky, and enter the legendary fairyland.
However, it is not easy to achieve these three points, especially the first one, which is to integrate the power of rules. If you want to perfect the power of rules in your own cultivation, it not only requires extremely high understanding, but also sometimes the timing
The right location and people are indispensable, so some luck is needed.
Once the rules are harmonized, the remaining two items are mostly just a matter of time.
Fortunately, monks in the Mahayana period will no longer encounter heavenly tribulations. Although they still cannot live as long as heaven and earth, their lifespans are long, often exceeding a million years.
Therefore, this also reflects the importance of the power of the harmonious rules. Only by completing this step can one enter the realm of the spiritual ancestor and become the most powerful existence in the spiritual world.
On the Holy Moon Continent, usually only the super-rich clans have the existence of the Spiritual Saint Ancestor. Of course, there are also a few wealthy clans with such existences.
The Spiritual Saint Ancestor usually does not interfere in the battles in the world of immortality. Moreover, once a race gives birth to the Spiritual Saint Ancestor, the other surrounding races will usually be very wise and give up the rich areas on their own. This is also the case in the world of immortality.
This is a common phenomenon. After all, by doing this, you can still save the tribe, but if you try to resist, you may end up being exterminated.
The four of them knew very well that if Huantianmou advanced to the realm of spiritual masters, the status of the human race would undergo earth-shaking changes. It was also time to re-divide the sphere of influence in the northern part of the Holy Moon Continent.
"Lord Spirit Master, three thousand years ago, the Spirit Ancestor of Ten Thousand Woods among the Spirit Clan suddenly realized the truth and perfected the power of the Wood System Rules. However, for thousands of years, the Spirit Clan has kept this matter secret. Therefore, the little woman
It’s impossible to tell whether it’s true or not, but it’s still very possible that a spiritual master appears in the spiritual clan.” Bian Wuyu is the longest-lived among the four spiritual realms, and the people in the magic spirit realm are always well-informed.
, after thinking for a while, she opened her mouth and said to Phantom Spirit Lord.
"Wan Mu? The Wood Thunder Immortal Technique practiced by this person is also regarded as a superior technique in the world of immortality. Ten thousand years ago, he was already in the realm of the Mahayana stage. It is very possible that he can integrate the power of rules. This person has ordinary supernatural powers.
, I don’t take it to heart, and the rules of the wood system are normal. The only thing I am worried about is the Chaos Divine Stone. If the Chaos Divine Stone is on him, it will be really tricky."
The four people all looked happy when they heard this.
From the words of Master Lingzun, they naturally heard that the power of rules that Lingzun understood must be ranked very high. In the ranking of the power of rules, the top ten rules are recommended. Among these ten rules
There are also three supreme rules, and above the three supreme rules, there is also a transcendent rule.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the higher the rules are, the more difficult they are to understand. At the same time, it is more difficult to achieve perfection. This also divides the spiritual ancestors into three, six, and nine levels.
Spiritual Saint Ancestors who do not follow the Ten Rules can only be said to be ordinary Spiritual Saint Ancestors, while those who understand the Ten Rules are called Great Spiritual Saints and the Supreme Saint Ancestors.
Therefore, after the four of them found out that the Phantom Spirit Lord was actually a Great Spirit Lord, they were even more delighted.
Although the Great Spirit Master cannot easily kill ordinary Spirit Masters, there is no problem in defeating him.