In the primitive world, whether it was Dayan Immortal or the Emperor, they were all moving forward on their own path to becoming stronger. They had no idea that a bloody massacre had occurred in another part of the Qi Temple.
On Magic Sound Mountain, Wuliang Buddha is still ahead of all third-level emperors, but he has not surpassed any fourth-level emperor.
Whenever he was about to catch up with the fourth-level emperor, he would stop practicing and wait until the opponent was far away before walking again.
Others didn't notice this move, but Tongtian Buddha walking in front looked down upon him.
The two have been fighting for who knows how many years, and he knows Wuliang very well.
Cautious, prudent, ruthless.
This is the label the two of them gave each other.
Although his strength far exceeds that of Wuliang, he has been wary of his fellow sect these years.
Both of them came from Buddhism, but their Tao is different.
He inherited the Tongtian Realm, but Wuliang inherited the Bodhi tree.
That bodhi tree is the supreme holy object for those who practice mind power. The entire primitive universe has found a second one. Although he does not cultivate mind power, he still covets it.
But that tree was on Wuliang Mountain, just like it was growing in the heart of Wuliang Buddha. It was too difficult for him to fight for it.
If he takes it by force, he may not get anything in the end, but it will ruin his reputation among Buddhism.
It is true that he is the Lord of Tongtian Buddha, but there are still many people who are more senior than him in the Buddhist sect. It is just that he has great strength so that he can inherit the realm of Tongtian.
After squinting his eyes and looking down the mountain for a few times, Tongtian Buddha turned his head with a smile on his face and continued to pester Zhen Wuyang.
"Brother Turtle, slow down!" Tongtian Buddha quickly took a step forward and followed Zhen Wuyang.
Zhen Wuyang, who was walking in front, was extremely annoyed when he heard this.
"Tongtian, don't go too far. Emperor Zhenwu is not a turtle!"
"good!"
"Brother Turtle Snake, you don't tell me your name. It's too harsh to call him a title!" Tongtian Buddha said with an innocent face.
When Tongtian Buddha was in the ordinary world, his name was "Dream Tea"
In order to get close to Zhen Wuyang, he told Zhen Wuyang his nickname, but Zhen Wuyang refused to say a word.
This made Tongtian Buddha feel at a disadvantage and kept pestering Zhen Wuyang.
In front of the two of them are the leaders of the top echelon of the Demonic Sound Mountain, the Wind and Rain Demon Lord.
"Mountainside, we'll be there soon!" The walker, who was walking hard in the wind and rain, secretly decided to make corrections as soon as he reached the mountainside.
The remaining fourth-level peak emperors were also competing secretly, and no one was willing to stop.
Little did they know that halfway up the mountain, there was a group of ghostly figures, waiting for a packed meal.
In the outer world, the trials of Yanxian are also in full swing.
However, in Yanxian's trial world, the flow of time is millions of times slower than in the primitive world. Now Yanxian has been undergoing trials for tens of millions of years.
From the initial killings in the Xuanwu Palace trial, a large number of talented Immortal Immortal Queens were screened out, and a series of training began. Unlike many major forces, they did not use resources to cultivate strong people.
It is the cultivation of the Gu cultivation test, and even the inheritance is a matter of competition. The rounds of cultivation may seem like a small competition, but in fact, half of them are screened out every time. Over thousands of years, these derived immortals have been divided into several batches.
Inside the Xuanwu Hall.
"Demon Lord, Camp A is full!"
In the Xuanwu Hall, the person sitting at the top is not the puppet Xuan Yi, but a forbidden demon lord!
If others saw this, they would definitely be shocked, especially since the true spirit is so jealous of the forbidden demon lord who swallowed the avenue, why did he become a respected demon lord in Xuanwu Hall?
"Well, we can open Camp B!" The black-robed Demon Lord's eyes drooped as he played with a small puppet in his hand.
"Yes!" the visitor said respectfully.
Before he could walk out, the Forbidden Demon Lord continued: "By the way, those selected Immortals will be sent to the seventh world to help create the emperor's puppet. The four secret realms are not peaceful recently, so we have to help."
The visitor was stunned for a moment, but nodded in agreement.
From the beginning to the end, the black-robed demon lord did not raise his head to see the person coming, and was still staring at the gadget in his hand.
"Well, it's not even close!"
His technique was extremely fast, he kept turning the objects in his hands, and he installed small parts one by one, eventually forming a small ball-shaped object.
Outside the Xuanwu Hall, a flash of scarlet flashed across, and a young woman in red armor slowly walked in. After glancing around, she looked at the forbidden demon lord sitting above.
"Where is Turtle and Snake? Why is he not here? Isn't this your newly built nest? Isn't he here to take charge?"
The person who came was none other than Zhu Yi from Zhuque Hall.
The black-robed demon held the formed ball in his hand and finally opened his eyes to look at Zhu Yi.
"Turtle and snake!" As soon as the word "turtle and snake" came out, the black-robed demon lord coughed and quickly changed his words: "Brother Xuan Yi went to the third world to refine the Thousand-Handed Centipede!"
"Well, that's right. Now that the Qi Temple is open, there won't be many good days in the future. We need to hurry up and prepare our own strength." Zhu nodded, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
The black-robed Demon Lord stood up and said politely, "Master Zhu Yi, I heard from Brother Xuan Yi about your affairs. This is the key." He handed over the small ball in his hand.
"Thank you very much. If it weren't for that old man Zhenling, I wouldn't have to ask you to borrow the treasure." Zhu Yi said helplessly.
The black-robed demon lord trembled when he heard the word "True Spirit", and his expression became extremely respectful and said: "My subordinates will naturally go all out for the matter of Lord True Spirit."
"Okay, he can't hear you. Why are you flattering? Even if he wakes up, he won't deal with you. You are the turtle's treasure. The puppets in the ten worlds need you to refine them. Even for this
Even the old man with the puppet spirit will not deal with you." Zhu Yi waved his hand, and she was a little amused when she saw such a timid taboo demon lord.
In her primitive world, there is also a forbidden demon lord imprisoned, who was transformed by the Devouring Dao. Why is there such a big gap!
It would be great if the Forbidden Demon Lord also had this kind of personality. Suzaku Palace would also have an additional sixth-level combatant.
"Okay, I'm leaving!" Zhu Yi tossed the ball in his hand, very satisfied.
"Palace Master Zhu, walk slowly!"
The black-robed demon lord stood up to see him off. It wasn't until Zhu Yi's figure disappeared that he let out a sigh of relief. After being stunned for a while, he returned to the throne again and began to study the puppet drawings.
After Zhu Yi got what he wanted, he tore apart the space and returned to the primitive world.
Wow!
The void was torn apart, and Zhu Yi, dressed in scarlet armor, appeared above the Demonic Sound Mountain.
The key she just got was the key to open the Magic Sound Mountain. When she fell down and saw the sparse figures on the mountain, she remembered that there were a group of emperors here.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Zhu Yi was very fast, and he reached the top of Magic Sound Mountain in just a few moves.