Mo Wuhen said such shocking words, even Liang Yan, who had already seen strong winds and waves, was slightly stunned at this moment, unable to turn his thoughts.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, did I hear you correctly? What did you just say? Is the entire Antarctic Continent shrouded in this bloody aura?" Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You heard it right, and the veteran is not alarmist. This is the reality. Now, the entire Antarctic Continent is shrouded in this bloody aura, and every once in a while, there will be an outbreak of evil aura."
When he said this, he paused for a moment and then continued: "Almost all the sects you saw before were refined by this evil spirit. Only a handful of sects with higher strength were spared.
, they are all now in Lao Dao’s sect and are protected by Lao Dao.”
"How could this happen?" Liang Yan murmured to himself, and then suddenly woke up: "Is it Beiming?"
"good!"
Mo Wuhen's eyes showed sadness, and he said slowly: "Although the Shenyue Sect did not participate in the North-South War, the old Taoist has made a lot of friends and has been paying close attention to this war. About half a year ago, Nanxuan's coach Ning Bugui
When they stationed troops at Longhu Pass, it was the critical moment to attack the city, but a large number of Beiming reinforcements suddenly appeared! Two of them were top cultivators in the Yasheng Realm. They joined forces with Dan Yangsheng and severely injured Ning Bugui.
, Nan Xuan was defeated as a result, and was hunted for millions of miles. Finally, he had to disband and flee for his life."
"This is happening!"
When Liang Yan heard this, he unconsciously exerted force with his right hand and broke the table.
But he quickly calmed down and thought about it, this was reasonable.
There are too many hidden masters in Tiangong City, such as Sword Star Officer Ling Xiao, whose strength is slightly better than that of Dan Yangsheng, and almost as strong as Ning Bugui.
In addition to Ling Xiao, there are two mysterious Hidden Star Officers, and their abilities are probably not much worse.
If they join forces to besiege Ning Bugui, it will be impossible for Ning Bugui to resist it alone. Coupled with the reinforcements from Tiangong City, Nanxuan will definitely not be able to resist it, and defeat is doomed.
Liang Yan thought of this, closed his eyes, and sighed in his heart.
But he quickly opened his eyes again and asked: "The Nanxuan Alliance Army was defeated. What about the Battle of Saints in Fallen Immortal Ridge? Is there a winner?"
"The old Taoist is just about to tell you something."
Mo Wuhen said slowly: "After the battle at Longhu Pass, Nanxuan was defeated and everyone hid one after another. And less than a hundred days later, the battle of the saints in Fallen Immortal Ridge also came to an end, but it was a lose-lose ending. Linghu
Although Bai led the Four Saints of Nanxuan to break Beiming's 'Ancient Formation', he himself was injured, and the Eight Saints of Beiming were even more seriously injured. The two sides were afraid of each other, so they gave up temporarily and retreated."
"Although there is no winner in the battle between the Saints, Beiming won the war under the Saints. Before the Saints came out, Dan Yangsheng had already taken away all the three 'Ziwei Dragon Veins' in the Antarctic Immortal Continent. Soon thereafter, the entire Antarctic
The Immortal Continent is filled with blood-evil aura, as if there is an invisible formation covering this continent, treating all living creatures as stupid dogs."
When Liang Yan heard this, he felt extremely depressed. After taking a deep breath, he murmured: "Dragon Vein, it turns out that this is the real intention of Tiangong City. Is that person going to refine the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent?"
Mo Qingqing also sighed and continued: "This bloody evil energy is extraordinary. It can't find its source and cannot be eliminated. It will erupt every once in a while. At the beginning, it was not very powerful, so it could only be suppressed.
Mortals were refined into blood mist, but with the fall of large parts of the mortal kingdom, the power of the blood evil spirit was gradually increasing. I don’t remember when the monks in the Qi refining stage could no longer resist it. The next step was the foundation building stage.
The Juyuan Realm and even the current Golden Core Realm monks find it difficult to protect themselves."
When Liang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Aren't there masters in each major sect? Why don't you protect your disciples?"
Mo Qingqing shook his head: "It's useless. This bloody evil spirit is extremely weird. It's useless even if you escape into the space magic weapon. As long as you are in the Antarctic Fairy Continent, no one can protect you. It's only a matter of time before you are refined."
The problem."
"The only thing that has some effect is the sect-protecting formation based on spiritual veins, which was discovered not long ago. Therefore, the nearby cultivation sects and aristocratic families came to seek refuge with Lao Tao, and Lao Tao temporarily settled them all
It’s on the mountain.”
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly.
"No wonder I found some sect members deserted on the road, but no monks died. It seems that their sect leader had some cultivation, and forcibly protected his disciples, and brought them to your Shenyue Mountain."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord."
Mo Wuhen scolded his head and said with a look of pity on his face: "Although the old Taoist has mastered the art of resolving calamities, he is not ruthless. Originally he only wanted to defend the sect's foundation here, but he did not expect to suffer such a bad fate. Those who defected to
I will save the fellow Taoists who come here if I can, but given my current situation, I’m afraid I won’t be able to last long.”
"You mean, these bloody evil spirits are gradually getting stronger, and your sect-protecting formation will no longer be able to withstand it?" Liang Yan asked.
"exactly."
"Where are the saints of Nanxuan? Isn't the battle at Fallen Immortal Ridge over? Why don't the Five Saints come to protect you?"
"Fellow Daoist Liang doesn't know something."
Mo Wuhen said slowly: "After the battle at Fallen Immortal Ridge, Senior Linghu disappeared. Immediately afterwards, nine huge bloody runes appeared in the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent. It was precisely because of the appearance of these runes that
The continent was plunged into bloody evil. Four saints, Li Yuxian, Gui Wuya, Feng Wu, and Xuanyuan Potian, each suppressed a rune and were unable to leave. Now there are only four pure lands in the entire Antarctic Fairy Continent, and the rest have fallen.
All living things are refined into blood water."
After listening to Mo Wuhen's detailed introduction, Liang Yan sighed deeply.
"I have only been in seclusion for a year. I didn't expect that the outside world has been turned upside down, and the war between the North and the South has actually evolved to this point."
Unlike Mo Wuhen, Liang Yan really participated in the North-South War and was on the front line, so he had a deeper understanding of the situation.
The mysterious Lord of Tiangong City probably started the war because he used the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures to draw nine runes on the Antarctic continent, and these nine runes were the foundation for refining the entire continent!
There is almost no need to verify that the area where each rune is located was the most brutal battlefield in the North-South War.
This also explains why he transformed into 'Wei Wuming' but did not help Beiming during the battle at the Great Wall.
Because in his eyes, it doesn't matter who wins or loses in the North-South war. What he wants is the war itself!
As long as enough creatures die in battle, he can achieve his goal of refining the entire continent. It doesn't matter whether the dead are Nan Xuan or Beiming.
"As of now, everything is under that person's control!"
Liang Yan sighed secretly in his heart.
He didn't believe that Linghu Bai didn't figure out the current situation, but he probably couldn't do anything about it.
This is a chess game that only belongs to two people. Linghu Bai and "Wei Wuming" are facing each other tit for tat, while Liang Yan is just a chess piece on the chess board. Although he is occasionally taken out of the chess board by one of the chess players, he can only get a glimpse of the chess game.
They are the tip of the iceberg and have no idea about the games in other places.
"At least, you defeated him in Wuzhuang Mountain and Wusheng Island respectively, so it's not hopeless, right? I wonder if you have any means to turn defeat into victory?"
Liang Yan thought silently in his heart, his eyes full of worry.
The sense of oppression felt by the Tiangong City Lord is still fresh in my memory.
This person can actually change his three disasters and nine disasters. Such unbelievable things are simply beyond Liang Yan's cognition! If Linghu Bai can still be regarded as a "person", then the Lord of Tiangong City is almost the "Dao of Heaven"
of concreteness.
Liang Yan's mind was spinning, and he thought about many things in an instant. Seeing that he was silent, Mo Wuhen knew that he had something on his mind, so he didn't immediately disturb him.
After a long time, Mo Wuhen spoke softly: "The battle between the north and the south has evolved to this day, and Beiming has taken an absolute advantage. The monks they sent are not afraid of the blood evil, and they are all extremely powerful. Except for me before
All the sects in the other Pure Lands in the four directions have been swept away by them. The Shenyue Sect like Lao Dao is just hanging on. If there are no fellow Taoists to save us today, I am afraid that the sect will also be destroyed."
Liang Yan came back to his senses, thought for a while, and asked: "I still have a doubt. Since the Lord of Linghu City has disappeared, and the four saints of Nanxuan have each suppressed a blood pattern, why didn't the saints of Beiming take the opportunity to take action?
Are they going to defeat them one by one?"
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen smiled bitterly and said: "Fellow Daoist Liang really thinks highly of me! I was originally just a casual cultivator. Although I was lucky enough to establish a sect, I didn't have much foundation. I was just a little well-informed. How could I understand a saint?"
What about the layout between them? Anyway, Beiming has not sent out any saints, not even a single one. So far, the monks from Beiming who are killing wantonly outside have the highest cultivation level of sub-sage."
"Didn't a saint be sent out?"
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.
There is something strange here. Maybe Beiming is also restricted by the way of heaven and does not do whatever he wants?
That’s right! Refining the entire Antarctic Continent and turning hundreds of millions of living beings into fly ash is such a huge cause and effect that even the saints may not dare to bear it easily!
In the entire Beiming, perhaps only the Lord of Tiangong City can bear this huge cause and effect, but he is a chess player and will not enter the game unless it is absolutely necessary. At least Linghu Bai must be forced into the game, and he will decide the outcome in one more battle.
"The Saints of Bei Ming cannot take action for the time being. This may be our only good news."
Liang Yan murmured to himself, then seemed to remember something, and asked: "If I remember correctly, you said you planned to join Nanxuan before, but the Nanxuan coalition has been disbanded, so where do you start?
"
Mo Wuhen smiled and said: "I'm about to tell you that because the Four Saints of Nanxuan are incapable of suppressing the blood pattern, we can only rely on ourselves to resist the Beiming army. In order to prevent being defeated one by one, we forget to return to the city and return to the city indefinitely.
Not long ago, the 'Gathering of Immortals Order' was issued, inviting monks from all walks of life to gather in Luotian Mountain to discuss strategies to fight the enemy!"
"oh?"
Liang Yan was slightly surprised, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it to be Gui Wuqi. But why did he choose to be in Luotian Mountain?"
"Because Luotian Mountain has the strongest formation restriction, and Luotian Sect's Buddhist golden light has a certain ability to restrain the bloody evil spirit, that's why we decided to set the base camp there."
Mo Wuhen expressed his guess, paused, and then continued: "This time, Gui Wuqi invites colleagues, whether they are the old Nanxuan tribe or the hermits living in the mountains, as long as they are willing to fight against Beiming, we will
You can go there. I also received an Immortal Gathering Order not long ago. Before that, the Shenyue Sect had been hiding from the world and wanted to protect themselves wisely. But now I know that this is a big mistake. Even if I don't participate in the North-South War,
Beiming will not let us go. Only by actively fighting can we have any hope of survival."
Liang Yan smiled and said: "Sect Master, it is not too late to understand now. The battle between the North and the South has not been finalized yet, and everything is possible."
"hope so!"
Mo Wuhen sighed, then clapped his hands and said to the door: "Come here, serve tea to fellow Taoist Liang!"
But they said that Mo Wuhen was the founding ancestor of the Shenyue Sect, and apart from him, there was no other ancestor of the Calamity Sect in the entire sect.
From him onwards, the twelve direct disciples with the highest cultivation levels are all at the Tongxuan realm. They are not qualified to sit with him inside and can only wait outside the door.
Following Mo Wuhen's instructions, one of the twelve disciples standing outside the door immediately came out, served tea with both hands, and pushed the door open.
Liang Yan was chatting quietly with Mo Wuhen when he suddenly looked up and saw a woman pushing open the door and entering.
This girl has long hair shawl, tall figure, wearing a long silver dress with flowing tassels, and there is a faint moonlight flowing through it.
Her eyebrows are very soft, like the crescent moon in the sky, gently curved, coupled with her Qiong nose and thin lips, her eyes are downcast, showing her graceful beauty.
"What a stunning woman!"
Even though Liang Yan was well-informed, when he saw this girl, he couldn't help but praise her secretly.
She is slightly similar to Wu Xin, but they are two completely different beauties: Wu Xin is passionate and unrestrained, like a red rose; but this girl is reserved and euphemistic, like an autumn chrysanthemum.
Seeing Liang Yan's gaze, the woman lowered her head slightly, bit her thin lips, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
"hehe."
Mo Wuhen smiled at this time and said: "This is my personal disciple, named Shen Qiuyue. She possesses the 'Holy Body of the Divine Moon' and is extremely talented. In just a few hundred years, she has reached the peak of Tongxuan. It's me." The leader of the next generation of Shenyue Sect!”
After the introduction, Mo Wuhen looked at Shen Qiuyue again and said with a smile: "Qiuyue, why don't you serve tea to Senior Liang?"
"yes"
Shen Qiuyue moved lightly and came to Liang Yan, bowed slightly and offered a cup of spiritual tea.
"Senior, please use it."
"Thank you."
Liang Yan took it subconsciously and felt that the fragrance was fragrant. Although it was not strong, it was as intoxicating as the orchid in the empty valley.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was the scent of tea or the body scent of this woman.
"Thank you, senior, for saving the Shenyue Sect and also for saving this junior."
Shen Qiuyue lowered her head, her voice soft and waxy, like the spring breeze of a willow.
"No need to say thank you, I'm just passing by, it's just a small effort." Liang Yan said lightly.
