The precious Xuantian Eight Locks, which are the most important treasures of the Immortal Grade, are definitely not easy to refine.
Otherwise, the Xieming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect would not have tried their best to seize so many rootless demon soil from the demon realm thousands of miles away.
The Evil Nether Sect and the Tianhuo Sect are powerful, and there are not one or two more powerful people in the Lingwu Realm than the East Yan Domain Alliance, and their overall strength is far superior to the East Yan Domain Alliance. However, in the past six months, there have been few strong people in the Danwu Realm who betray the Alliance and defect to the Evil Nether Sect and the Tianhuo Sect.
The most important thing is that the treasure Xuantian Eight Lock, which is at the middle level of the immortal level, cannot be easily refined. The Danwu Realm powerhouses who received orders in this conference hall three days ago have actually known the plots of the Xieming Sect and the Tianhuo Sect in their hearts, and they are still fighting to the death. This is the reason.
But now, the Xuantian Eight Locks have been successfully refined!
"And," Zhou Wuyan paused a moment, his eyes swept over Lu Ye, Feng Yang, and Chu Hai, and finally fell on Yun Zhen. "The Eight Locks of Xuantian are terrible, but they are dead objects after all. The leader of the Xieming Sect who refined the Eight Locks of Xuantian are even more terrifying!"
Zhou Wuyan said this and suddenly realized.
Zhou Wuyan had said long ago that not to mention him, even if Zhou Wuyan's Soul Master's realm is improved to a greater level, he would not be able to grasp the eight locks of Xuantian that are at the middle level of the immortal level.
But the leader of the Xieming Sect, who had never appeared in his true form, successfully refined the Xuantian Eight Locks!
Then, there is only one possibility! The cultivation level of this mysterious leader of the Xieming Sect is above Zhou Wuyan, and there is a huge gap.
It is true that this catastrophe in the East Yan Realm cannot be controlled by one person. But if the cultivation level reaches a state that can make the entire area tremble, or has such strength, the consequences can be imagined.
"Master, do you think of this leader's cultivation..."
Although he has only been a student of Zhou Wuyan for a year, in his heart, Zhou Wuyan is the strongest master of the Soul Seal in the entire region.
Zhou Wuyan shook his head with a wry smile, "The secret method of refining the eight locks of Xuantian is an extremely precious treasure even in a higher area. Once it is born, it will definitely cause a sensation. You can still refine it successfully with such a secret method. This leader has at least the upper level of the imperial grade or even the heavenly grade!"
Tianpin...
Lu Ye sighed silently. Zhou Wuyan practiced for a hundred years, but he was only a middle-level imperial grade. Even though Lu Ye was extremely talented, he was a rare genius in jazz in both martial arts and soul leaping masters. After all, his practice time was still short. The imperial grade was a bit far away for him, let alone the heavenly grade.
But suddenly, Lu Ye remembered what happened when he was in the Immortal Tomb.
At that time, in the Immortal Tomb, Dongmen Hao and Helianke practiced, plus a group of Danwu masters, even Feng Yang, Yunshu and others had to retreat.
The last level of the Immortal Tomb was broken through by Dongmen Hao and Helianke. But in the end, Mo Xie's residual soul and blood refining corpse were also ashamed to have fallen into his hands?
There is also the Soul Refining Demon Picture that the Evil Underworld Sect is actually the treasure of the Sect!
Even the Immortal Tomb became his Lu Ye’s bag!
Lu Ye smiled lightly and murmured, "The middle-level Xuantian Eight Locks of Immortality, and the leader of the Evil Underworld Sect with unfathomable cultivation, are indeed a huge threat to us. But it cannot be said that we have no chance at all."
"Oh? Brother Lu Ye has a good mentality, otherwise he would not have done what he has done today. But..." In the end, Chu Hai had nothing to say.
In Chu Hai's opinion, Lu Ye was just because his master Zhou Wuyan sighed that his skills were not as good as those in others.
"Lu Ye, don't talk nonsense."
Zhou Wuyan also spoke. His thoughts were naturally no different from Chu Hai.
But Yun Zhen, who was standing beside him, was not like this. After hearing Lu Ye's words, his eyes were thoughtful, "Why do you have to draw a conclusion so early? We might as well listen to Lu Ye finish his words."
After receiving Zhou Wuyan's eyes, Lu Ye quickly calmed down and said with a stern voice, "The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind."
"The martial arts inheritance of the great power Mo Huaiyuan is not so easy to obtain. His tomb is extremely dangerous. Otherwise, the Evil Underworld Sect and Tianhuo Sect, which are far stronger than our alliance, would not deliberately delay us. Let us leave nearly a year for the leader to refine the Xuantian Eight Locks."
"That is to say, although Mo Huaiyuan's tomb was found, they must have entered it long ago, but they suffered heavy losses and had to wait for the birth of Xuantian Eight Locks for this year and two years."
Feng Yang frowned and interrupted Lu Ye's words, "What you mean is... Maybe the eight locks of Xuantian can break the danger in Mo Huaiyuan's tomb. But after it is broken..."
Lu Ye nodded with a smile, "That's right!"
"Since I have worked hard to refine the Eight Locks of Xuantian, I will definitely be sure to break the danger with all my strength. But what after I break it? Mo Huaiyuan is the supreme powerhouse in the Holy Martial Realm! The Eight Locks of Xuantian are mid-level in the heavenly level. Can I still be as intact as before after breaking the danger with it, and can still exert the power of the master of the Evil Underworld Sect?"
Speaking of this, Lu Ye's eyes flew over everyone's faces one by one. At this time, everyone showed thoughtful expressions on their faces and had already understood Lu Ye's thoughts.
"Maybe..." Chu Hai's voice suddenly increased, and his eyes became more and more energetic than just now, "No!"
"No, it's certain! After breaking the danger of Mo Huaiyuan's tomb, the eight locks of Xuantian are useless. The only one who can urge this level of treasure is to refine it. Therefore, the leader of the Xieming Sect is likely to be greatly damaged!"
Even the seemingly dull old man Chu Hai, among the three powerful spiritual martial arts powers, thought about such a result. Zhou Wuyan and Yun Zhen had no idea.
Yun Zhen's face showed a sudden enlightenment, "No wonder, no wonder, no wonder the number of warriors in the east and west sides of the Snake Swamp Mountains has been increasing in recent months."
"I thought it was because we made a big attack into the Snake Swamp Mountains."
"It seems that the purpose of the shrinking power of the Evil Underworld Sect and the Tianhuo Sect is to ensure that after the great decline of the cultivation of the Evil Underworld Sect Master, he can obtain Mo Huaiyuan's martial arts inheritance without any mistakes!"
After talking, Yun Zhen hurriedly looked at Zhou Wuyan and Chu Hai. After seeing the two nodded one after another, Yun Zhen said, "Feng Yang, Lu Ye!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
Feng Yang and Lu Ye quickly stood up and bowed to wait for Yun Zhen to give the order.
At this point, anyone would have guessed that the real purpose of the Evil Nether Sect and the Tianhuo Sect has surfaced and needs to be dealt with by three days. Not to mention over the Evil Nether Sect and the Tianhuo Sect, it is impossible to even prevent them from getting it!
"You two are now ordered to command all the Danwu realm warriors currently stationed in the Black Bear Valley, and immediately leave the Black Bear Valley and head towards the north of the Snake Swamp Mountains."
"As for the time limit, I'm afraid I don't need to say much. The faster the better!"
"yes!"
Feng Yang and Lu Ye responded in unison, and then they turned around and left the conference hall together and walked out of the five-story pavilion.
Outside this central pavilion, whether it is other pavilions or the not-so-wide goose soft stone road, it is crowded with people. It is dense and there is no end to see.
But these people are not walking or even standing. Except for a few warriors who are still at guard posts who are in full swing, almost all sit on the ground.
On the road, on the stairs of the pavilions, under the eaves of the pavilions, beside the streams in the valleys...
There seemed to be no clearing in the entire Black Bear Valley.
Seeing this scene, Feng Yang who had just returned was secretly shocked. Originally, he thought that the subsequent action was only the combination of their Jinwu Guard and the elites of the Ghost Gate, but he didn't expect that there were so many Danwu realm warriors waiting for him, waiting for him to summon him, and head to the north where life and death are fought together.
Lu Ye's mood is exactly the same as Feng Yang. Although he has been in the Black Bear Valley in recent days, with the formation set up by Zhou Wuyan, he was on the fifth floor and could hear the quarrels in the conference hall on the fourth floor. It was extremely difficult to sense things outside the attic.
Ruthless!
The moment Feng Yang and Lu Ye walked out of the attic, the warriors who either closed their eyes or lying on the ground seemed to be waiting for them, and they all stood up in unison.
Coarse linen clothes, brocade clothes, Lin Luo silk and satin even wearing black armor...
Lu Ye and Feng Yang could no longer tell which force these people originally belonged to. Although the clothes were different, the expectations in each person's eyes were the same!
Lu Ye and the others could know the thoughts in each of them through these eyes.
"What decision? Can only you Jinwu Guard and Guiyumenmen join this operation? Can we only stay in this Black Bear Valley?"
Looking at Lu Ye, Feng Yang, who was extremely proud in the past, could not help but feel a little excited.
He understood the meaning of Yun Zhen's order and nodded to Lu Ye. Feng Yang's eyes swept across the group of soldiers who might have met for the first time, and his voice almost roared, "Everyone, follow his commander!"
"All the commanders follow the Jinwu Guard and the Guiyumen Gate!"
"Finally, please follow me and head to the north!"
Excited, I can't believe it...
Various expressions and expressions appeared in all faces and eyes.
But they made no sound.
The Jinwu Guards and Guiyoumen Sect members soared into the air and formed two huge battle formations in the sky. Feng Yang and Lu Ye stood at the forefront of the battle formation.
At the same time, all the Danwu realm warriors on the ground followed closely, leaping into the sky without saying a word, one after another, standing behind the battle formation in an orderly manner, forming new battle formations.
When the last Danwu realm warrior soared into the sky and entered the last battle formation, every warrior on the ground beat his chest with his right hand and paid his highest respect to every warrior in the battle formation!
Maybe this is the last time we meet!
Whether it is the people in the battle formation or the guards on the ground, or even Zhou Wuyan, Yun Zhen and Chu Hai, who are already standing on the window on the fourth floor of the central pavilion, are the voices of everyone at this moment.
"Follow me and go north!"
The wind roared a long time, and the whole person suddenly turned into a green light and headed towards the north of the Black Bear Valley.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Ye, Zhong Xiang, Chu Yi, Nangong Ruyan, and everyone in each battle formation followed closely, condensed into colorful streams of light and disappeared above the Black Bear Valley.
"Maybe, the war has just begun. And he is just a part of this tragic warrior army!"