There was a thunder, a purple light suddenly appeared from the sky, and heavy rain poured down. The rain mixed with blood and gave off a fishy earthy smell.
In the Supreme Chongzhen Hall, the Jue Sun Fanatic, who was used to seeing the nine-round icy natural disaster, listened to the sound of rain outside the window and felt the magnificence of the Taoist sect, with an intoxicated look on his face.
After being intoxicated, the Sunless Maniac began to think about his next plan.
After a long time, the Jue Sun fanatic shouted towards the door.
"Night soul."
A figure appeared silently, it was Ye Hun.
"You immediately return to Jiuluntian and go to Chu Mie Sheng Sect to buy a group of manpower for me." Jue Sun Kuangtu ordered in a deep voice.
"I wonder if the life master has any requirements for strength?" Ye Hun asked.
"It's best to have someone who is not weaker than you." The Sun-Destroying Maniac said.
"As you command!"
After accepting the order, Night Soul retreated into the shadows and disappeared.
...
In Jiulun Continent, a group of fortune tellers were walking within the territory of the Chongxin State.
On the vast snow-white ground, with deep ice and thick snow, the four figures looked extremely small.
During the dull walk, the voice of Yuan Wuxiang sounded.
"To enter so easily, I wonder if Jiulantian is confident or arrogant."
Ji Kunpeng did not respond. His mood was not high, and the same was true for Lu Shu, who was led by him.
Along the way, he saw corpses everywhere and the sight of ten rooms and nine empty rooms made him understand why Jiuluntian, with his little strength, still had the guts to hit the high wall of misery.
It's not that they are stupid, but they are forced to do so by the power of God. The miserable situation is their only choice at present. If they go forward, the people of all countries will still have a way to live, but if they retreat, they will die.
And their so-called self-confidence is just an illusion created by the hope of survival. Once this illusion is exposed, Jiuluntian may collapse on its own and fall into extremes.
It's a pity that they don't know that this place of misery is open to all rivers. What ethnic group cannot tolerate it?
War is not the only way to survive. Sometimes taking a step back can broaden your horizons and see the future.
It's a pity that after seeing the strength of Tai Yao Huang Jin, they still don't understand this truth and refuse to take a step back.
Ji Kunpeng sighed.
The fortune teller walking in front heard his sigh and said, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally: "Not long ago, Jiuluntian attacked Supreme Chongzhen and mobilized a lot of troops. If people from outside the country usually want to enter, it will take a long time.
It’s a lot of trouble.”
"What, Jiuluntian attacks Supreme Chongzhen!"
Although he did not have a good impression of the current forces in the Taoist sect, Yuan Wuxiang, who was also a member of the Taoist sect, could not help but feel a little worried.
"It's useless to think too much. It's too late for you to come back to me now."
Ji Kunpeng originally thought of sending someone to tell the Confucian and Taoist parties to be more vigilant after returning to Hongmian. He did not expect Jiuluntian to act so quickly. Now he can only hope for their own good.
Patting Yuan Wuxiang's shoulder, he sent Kunpeng to lead Lu Shu to continue moving forward. After a long time, the group entered the rolling mountains.
Going deep inside, a high circular wall appeared in front of several people.
"arrive!"
The fortune teller waved his energy at the high-walled door, and the door opened automatically, and four people entered in sequence.
After entering, Zhi Kunpeng praised: "I didn't expect that the Gate of Destruction of Life is actually hidden in the mountains. No wonder even the people in Jiuluntian heard of its name but didn't see it."
"You seem to be very familiar with Jiulun Tian during the conversation. Could it be that he is a local?" the fortune teller stopped and asked.
Ji Kunpeng smiled slightly: "You can think of Ji as a plane traveler, and Jiuluntian is just one of the stops on my journey."
That's right, with Shen Yifei's memory, he can indeed be regarded as a plane traveler, but he is just a traveler who walks in the second dimension with his eyes as his feet.
The fortune teller nodded and did not ask any more questions. He led a few people into a guest room and said something.
"You guys stay here for a moment."
Then he turned and left the room.
After a while, the fortune teller came in, and a middle-aged man who looked like a leader followed him and led a group of people in.
"Take your pick."
Ji Kunpeng raised his eyes and saw that these people were both men and women. Although they were all in their prime, without exception, they all had the aura of death in their bodies.
Looking back, Ji Kunpeng shook his head.
The fortune teller didn't say anything when he saw this and waved his hand.
These people left, and after a while, the same leader came in with a new group of people. These people were obviously of much higher quality than the ones just now, and they were less angry and more aggressive.
"Are you satisfied with these?" the fortune teller asked.
This time Ji Kunpeng did not shake his head, but said: "If possible, I would like to buy a Guihua."
After the words fell, the air suddenly became quiet. Ji Kunpeng clearly felt that the bodies of the killers on the opposite side trembled unconsciously when they heard the name Guihua.
Yuan Wuxiang on the side noticed something strange in the atmosphere, and the leopard claw hidden behind him popped out.
After a few breaths, the fortune teller glanced at Ji Kunpeng with a meaningful look, and then waved away the group of killers.
"Did you know... if you want to buy Guihua, in addition to money, you also have to put your life as a bet."
As he spoke, the atmosphere in the room returned to its original state.
"I know all the rules, please lead the way!" Ji Kunpeng responded calmly with a calm expression.
The fortune teller left the room without much explanation. When Ji Kunpeng raised his foot to follow, Lu Shu shouted with a hint of worry.
"Son."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
With a word of relief, Ji Kunpeng left the room.
As the fortune teller came to a secret underground entrance, the fortune teller said: "Go in!"
The moment he stepped into the basement, the door was instantly closed, and as far as he could see, there was no light, only darkness.
Immediately, the sound of breaking through the air rang out among the screams, and Ji Kunpeng moved sideways to avoid the flying knife.
One sword missed, and the second sword followed closely.
Ji Kunpeng's figure disappeared in a flash, and the attacker who lost his target turned around and stabbed him without even thinking about it.
Ding!
After three moves, the sound of fighting stopped, and only the crisp sound of metal clashing echoed in the basement.
Peng!
The dim candlelight lit up, and two figures emerged. A woman in black was seen holding a knife behind her back and stabbing the bone of the folding fan in Kunpeng's hand. The echo just now was caused by the collision between the knife and the fan.
After the scene froze briefly, a cold voice sounded.
"It's not easy for you to take three swords from me."
"Since I recognize Ji's strength, then I am your life master." Ji Kunpeng put aside the long knife in front of him and smiled calmly, showing no signs of panic at being attacked.
Hearing this, the woman in black sheathed her sword and said coldly: "Cherish your life, don't die so soon."
"Ha! If I die, you will be free!"
With a chuckle, Ji Kunpeng turned around and turned back while waving his folding fan.
Sui Wu Lei followed behind.
After leaving the secret room, Ji Kunpeng led the new guards to join Yuan Wuxiang and the two.
Returning to the previous guest room, the three of them were there. Yuan Wuxiang was a little surprised to see that Ji Kunpeng had brought a woman back. Then he smelled a dangerous aura and his pupils shrank slightly.
Seeing that the fortune teller was there, Ji Kunpeng said to him: "You can go to Hongdian Border Town to get the money. I'll take it with me."
The fortune teller was not afraid that the other party would default on their account, so he nodded and let them go.
"please!"
Then the three of them returned to the predicament...