His son died tragically, the five elders died tragically, and they were all on top of the Poison Mountain. No matter who it was, it would be impossible for anyone to endure such pain.
"Poof!" A mouthful of bright red blood spit out from Dong Tiandi's mouth. Dong Tiandi was almost vomiting blood out of anger, and a powerful aura rose from his body.
Dong Tiandi's eyes were cold and his expression was ruthless, as if he had transformed into a blood-colored Shura. He roared repeatedly, and an increasingly terrifying aura rose from his body.
"So brave, really brave!" A frightening and terrifying aura rose from the Poison Mountain, and the Poison Mountain seemed to shake.
It seems like a character who has been sleeping for a long time.
This kind of breath is extremely terrifying. Even the powerful ones feel extremely depressed in front of this breath. This is how terrifying this breath is.
As this aura rose, a figure rose into the sky from the back of Poison Mountain. It was a white-haired old man. This old man was very thin and wore simple clothes, like those from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
As the old man walked out, old man Candu and others came out one after another, came to this man and saluted respectfully: "See you, Uncle Master!"
"You don't need to be polite!" The old man said calmly: "I already know what happened. There is basically no hope of impacting the creation. I will wake up once and help the Nether Poison Sect eliminate this cancer.
"Uncle Master!" Old Man Candu and the other three people trembled when they heard this. People who have reached their level naturally know the price.
This is ten times more costly than using forbidden magic.
His price is death.
People who fall into the realm of Nirvana cannot wake up originally, because true awakening represents the success of impacting the realm of creation.
However, there have been many powerful people with amazing talents throughout the ages. They were not willing to do this, so they developed some secret methods.
It can revive people who have fallen into the state of nirvana, but of course the cost is huge, and there is only a short chance to take action.
Once the action is taken, the entire person will be completely destroyed physically and mentally, and the flesh shell will explode and die, so the cost is very bleak.
But everyone wants to master it, because the price of failure in attacking the realm of creation is also the same. Since it is a failure, why not succeed for future generations.
This old man was an elder of the Mingdu Sect a long time ago. Even Old Man Candu, a strong man who has reached the realm of half-step to Nirvana, would call him uncle when he saw him.
This old man's name is Gongsun Du.
As early as the Qing Dynasty, it was famous all over the world.
He has lived for more than a hundred years.
Gongsun Du stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Don't ask about this matter anymore. I will spend my last drop of blood in this life for the sake of the Dark Poison Sect!"
"Uncle Master!" Old Man Candu and others couldn't bear it.
"Okay, don't say any more. The matter has come to this, and it's useless to say anything else." Gongsun Du said calmly: "Let's go, take me to that force, and let me murder him with my own hands."
"Yes!" Old Man Candu said respectfully.
Immediately, old man Candu brought Gongsundu to the main hall of Dushan. When Dong Tiandi saw the old man, he knelt on the ground respectfully and said, "See you, great uncle!"
"No courtesy!" Gongsun Du said calmly: "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Dong Tiandi was shocked and his expression kept changing. He naturally knew the cost of Gongsun Du's actions.
Then Dong Tiandi took Gongsun Du and others to the airport. The plane took off and disappeared into the sky. After a few people left, there were two figures standing in a corner at the foot of Dushan Mountain.
These two people were Long Fengyun and Long Qian.
"What a terrifying smell." Long Qian said with a hint of fear on his face.
"The strong man from the Nirvana Realm of the Nether Poison Sect has awakened." Long Fengyun stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "This is getting more and more interesting. Since he has awakened, he is destined to die!"
"Is there no way to escape?" Long Qian asked.
"There is no way to escape. To be able to wake up in Nirvana is already an incredible act against heaven. No one in the past and present has been able to wake up in Nirvana without dying." Long Fengyun sighed: "Let's also watch this good show.
, the Tianlong Gang is destined to be destroyed this time!"
"Great, we have finally eliminated this serious problem." Long Qian took a deep breath and said.
"Let's go, let's go see the excitement." Long Fengyun said calmly, then turned and left.
From the Tianlong Gang station in Xishan Village, City F, a helicopter left across the sky. On the plane were Xiao Tiezhu and Ran Hong, who was lying in Xiao Tiezhu's arms.
"Sister Hong, have you got the news I want?" Xiao Tiezhu asked.
"We've got it. There are three powerful elders from the martial arts sect in Gansu." Ranhong explained: "Tiezhu, be careful!"
"Where's the news about the Tianshan Ancient Cave Palace?" Xiao Tiezhu asked.
"This Tianshan Ancient Cave Mansion was the residence of the Xiaoyao Sect during the Song Dynasty." Ran Hong explained with a smile: "It is said that there is the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts Beiming Magic in it!"
"What? Is there really Beiming Divine Art?" Xiao Tiezhu asked in shock.
"It shouldn't be wrong. What the Mingdu Sect wants is this magical skill." Ranhong explained with a smile: "This magical skill is extremely overbearing. It seems that it can absorb a lot of martial arts energy and turn it into one's own use!"
"It's the same as described in the novel." Xiao Tiezhu said with a smile: "It's just that it can really absorb the magical power in the world?"
"This shouldn't be the case, but there are very few magical arts that can't be absorbed by this kind of Beiming magical technique." Ranhong changed the subject and said: "So it can absorb almost all kinds of magical arts. Once it is mastered, it will be very scary."
"That's right." Xiao Tiezhu nodded slightly and said: "No matter what, this set of magical skills cannot be obtained by people from the Dark Poison Sect."
"You're right." Ran Hong smiled charmingly and said, "This kind of magical skill is indeed overbearing. The Eight Desolate Magic Skills practiced by the young leader of the Dragon Group are similar to the Beiming Magic Skills."
"The Eight Desolations Divine Art!" Xiao Tiezhu was surprised when he heard this: "Can it absorb the power of the Eight Desolations?"
"Bahuang actually means all kinds of power, which can absorb all kinds of magical power." Ranhong explained: "This is the terrifying thing about the young leader of the Dragon Group."
"That's it." Xiao Tiezhu nodded, no wonder this person has become one of the most amazing and talented people in the Dragon Group in recent years.
"The Bahuang Divine Art is extremely powerful, and it seems to be able to be integrated into flesh and blood. It seems that the Beiming Divine Art can also do it." Ranhong thought for a while and said.
"It seems that in this world, there are more magical skills that can be merged into flesh shells than the ones I have mastered." Xiao Tiezhu sighed.
"Of course, there are many people who have adventures in this world." Ranhong said with a smile, "Okay, don't think too much."
"Yes!" Xiao Tiezhu nodded slightly and said: "I will go to your side to accompany you for a while, and then go directly to Gansu!"
"Okay!" Ranhong nodded slightly.
The plane continued to fly to the area where Prison No. 13 was located. The plane landed half an hour later, and Xiao Tiezhu and Ranhong came to Ranhong's attic.
The two didn't say much, but Xiao Tiezhu tore Ranhong's skirt directly, and the two started a fierce fight in the living room.
While the two were fighting fiercely here, a helicopter appeared on the open space in the east of Xishan Village, and the helicopter landed.
Two figures walked out from inside: Gongsun Du, Dong Tiandi, and old man Candu. These three people looked extremely cold.
"Eight Formations!" Gongsun Du frowned and looked at the Western Mountains in the distance.
"They don't know where they got the method of setting up the Eight Formations!" Dong Tiandi looked at the Eight Formations in the distance and muttered to himself: "If not for this, they would have been defeated long ago!"
"Let me give it a try." Gongsun Du stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent. He took one step at a time, and with each step he was already a hundred meters away.
One hundred meters per step.
The powerful aura was overwhelming, and Gongsun Du had no need to hide anything. He stretched out his big hand, and the terrifying true energy was released.
It condenses into a big hand, which covers the sky and the sun and is the size of a house.
With the smell of death.
This is the divine power of a powerful Nirvana person. Even a powerful person with spiritual powers is insignificant in front of this divine power. This is a gap in realm that cannot be made up.
It's like a big mountain can be broken into pieces by this person.
The terrifying aura alerted all the powerful men in the Eight Formations.
"No, a powerful enemy is coming!" Tang Tieshan exclaimed in shock.
"What a terrible smell!" Ma Wuming also exclaimed. He felt that he was as irresistible as a baby who had just learned to walk in front of this smell.
"Could he be a strong man who achieved half-step Nirvana?" Meng Qianshan's expression changed slightly and said, "No, a strong man who achieved half-step Nirvana may not be so powerful."
Everyone present looked at each other, and those members of the Long family used forbidden techniques to increase their combat effectiveness to the state of half-step nirvana.
They've seen it.
But that breath is far different from this breath.
"Control the formation!" Secretary Ye shouted loudly: "Everyone, it's not just the formation!"
"Okay!" Everyone's figures scattered out one after another and came down according to the direction of the eight formations.
A hazy formation diagram floated out, and a powerful aura swept out. This was a terrifying formation diagram that could cover the sky and the sun, frightening many people living in the West Mountain.
This was beyond their imagination, as powerful as a god.
"Boom!" A terrifying sound of impact exploded in the void, and the Eight Formation Diagrams and Gongsun Du's big hand collided violently.
A crashing sound like a divine thunder erupted.
A terrible aura swept around.
Gongsun Du's eyes were cold and stern, and he swung out his big hand violently. The blow just now was just an attempt. At this moment, Gongsun Du's big hand seemed to turn into peerless lightning.
There are tens of thousands of attacks every second.
Although the power of each attack is much weaker, the time difference between the previous and previous attacks is too small.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Gongsun Du launched tens of thousands of attacks in almost one second, causing the eight formations to clank.
The eight-array chart almost has a tendency to collapse.
"Roar, roar..." A series of roars sounded from the mountains, like the roar of the king of beasts, and a fiery red lion walked out of the center of the eight formations.