The monk's voice was low and hoarse, and it could be heard that he was deliberately concealing his original voice.
His companions all looked at him strangely.
Balian also frowned, as if he had confirmed something, his expression became serious.
But no matter what, the monk's words were like cold water, pouring on everyone's heads, causing them to calm down and wake up.
As he said, they came here to Corridor Tianyuan, and more importantly, to collect intelligence, or to help Demon Emperor Aojiang control the chaos of Chaoyin.
Although they are currently taking orders from Demon Emperor Aojiang, this does not mean that their real master is Demon Emperor Aojiang.
After all, they are immortal monks. Although they are of low origin and have weedy spiritual roots, they believe that they are still on the right path.
If they had not received orders from their superiors, how could they have obeyed the orders of a monster like Demon Emperor Aojiang who could not stand on the stage.
Just entering this Corridor and Tianyuan, their life and death depend on the happiness and anger of Demon Emperor Aojiang.
The orders he gave must be fulfilled conscientiously.
However, they did all this in order to pass on complete information.
Even if they are unable to leave the Corridor Tianyuan alive, they must try their best to pass on useful information at the cost of their own lives just like the seniors of the Immortal Alliance who have come to this place of death for generations.
As for the identity of Lin Xi, the master of Cangwu Palace, she practices the magic pupil technique and controls Demon Lord Yi Yan, and is actually Zhao He, the master of Langya Demon Sect. Once this important information is passed back to the Immortal Alliance, who will know what to do?
What a huge storm it caused.
Such a terrifying person is still alive in the world, and such important information must not be buried in the dust of the Corridor Abyss.
There are clear rumors in the world that Zhao He, the leader of the Demon Sect, was killed by the combined efforts of the three sects.
But she changed her appearance and hid in Cangwu Palace as the palace master.
Is this something that the three sects intentionally let go, or is Yin Dufeng, the master of Cangwu Palace, plotting to assassinate Chen Cang?
What is the conspiracy behind this needs to be investigated one by one.
Killing the leader of the Demon Sect who was severely wounded by Demon King Aojiang was indeed a great achievement, but if they could not bring this news out and dig out the person behind the real plan, their sacrifice today would be a small sacrifice but a big loss.
More importantly, the identity of this strange young man of unknown origin is still unknown.
If they really fight, are they able to afford the final price?
The face of the woman he called Master Situ changed for a long time, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"Even if we don't have a head-on conflict with this person at this moment and have avoided a big trouble for the time being, how can the Demon Emperor Aojiang be such a good person to get along with?!"
The monk answered: "The Demon King Aojiang just ordered us to come and capture this girl, but he did not stipulate a specific time limit for us to bring her back.
The beast-controlling demon flute is in Lord Situ's hands. No matter how powerful Demon Emperor Aojiang is, he is still beyond his reach."
Situ Zi's expression seemed to be shaken, but he was still hesitating: "The entrance to Corridor Tianyuan has been closed. Even if it is to delay time, how long can we delay it? How can the Demon Emperor Aojiang be fooled?"
The monk sneered and said: "If we hadn't lurked into the corridor and the abyss this time, we wouldn't have known that the demon emperor Aojiang actually had the idea of the abyss behemoth. He destroyed the seal of the abyss behemoth without permission and killed him.
God Lord Kunlun's intention is naturally self-evident.
He has escaped from the control of Lord Immortal, and now he does not attack us just because we are still valuable."
Another monk also understood the meaning and said: "In the final analysis, Demon King Aojiang is also a man who is afraid of chaos in the world. Although his actions may seem absurd, he has his own rules and calculations.
He broke the seal of the abyssal beast simply because he wanted to get the abyssal beast and tame it.
Now that the entrance to the Corridor and Tianyuan is closed, how can it not be a manifestation of the strong anger of the giant beasts of the abyss? They are fighting like snipe and clam, but we can't be the profit fishermen. If we don't keep an eye on it, I'm afraid we will just
Can be used as cannon fodder by the Demon Emperor."
Situ Zi looked at Lin Xi who was seriously injured on the ground unwillingly, and gritted his teeth and said: "Is it possible for me to let this demon sect master go without a blink of an eye?!"
The monk who was the first to speak spoke again: "Since we already know her life experience, even if we bring this news to hundreds of immortal sects, it will be a great achievement.
What's more, if the alliance leader wants to deal with Cangwu Palace, a living person is much more useful than a dead person. If he is killed again without explanation and without any evidence, Yin Dufeng will be able to kill himself cleanly."
"This is not the outcome the leader wants to see."
The monk spoke softly, and every word hit the mark. Everyone who came here with the determination to kill now couldn't help but want to retreat.
However, the female cultivator named Situ Zi seems to have a very high status in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, and she is obviously not someone to be fooled.
With a sneer in her eyes, she said: "Even if we don't capture this devil thief today, we can never expect to live a stable life in this Corridor Tianyuan."
As she spoke, the bamboo flute flew up under her feet, fell into her palm, and played a song quickly.
Music is intangible and cannot be comprehended.
But Balian clearly felt that the sound wave that did not contain murderous intent but was very strange was coming towards Lin Xiluo.
The woman's intention was simply too obvious. This music was directed at Lin Xi.
I sighed slightly in my heart.
Bai Lian stepped forward, stood in front of Lin Xi, and cut the sound with his sword.
The bamboo flute was taught by the Demon Emperor, and the music it played was extremely weird. The invisible sound waves seemed to be chopped into pieces, but they contained an adhesion force that was extremely difficult to defend against.
Balian felt a chill on his wrists. He lowered his eyes and glanced, but could not see any strange changes in the skin between his wrists.
However, I did feel another breath intruding into my body.
It doesn't have any harmful attack properties.
But it was as if it had been marked by some kind of force, with invisible traces hidden in some unknown corner of the body.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Situ Zi laughed loudly: "For this reason, the sound of the demon flute is entangled in your body. In this corridor and abyss, no matter what method you use to hide your aura, as long as there is this mark, you will do it."
The monsters bite and kill endlessly.”
Balian lowered his arms, his eyes fell on the bamboo flute in her hand, and he said without changing his expression: "It's a very interesting flute."
That calm gaze did not carry any sense of oppression, but it made Situ Zi feel slightly uneasy in his heart.
She clenched the bamboo flute in her hand, hid the flute behind her back with a vigilant expression, and sneered: "Even if you are so interested, this flute has no chance with you."
The monk who spoke first spoke again: "The sound flute mark has fallen. The powerful monsters around will soon come looking for the scent. Lord Situ, it's better for us to leave here as soon as possible."
Before Situ Zi could speak, he heard Bailian chuckle softly, and the small silver sword in his palm turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his sleeve.
Just listen to his deep and melodious voice slowly sounding out in the mist of the wilderness: "I'm not interested in your flute, I'm just more interested in your lives."
With a serious look on his face, Situ Zi suddenly felt an unspeakable pressure and threat.
She saw the young man in front of her put his hand into the void, and between his empty palms, the strange bright red demonic energy condensed into a scarlet spear under his palm.
He exerted force on his arm and drew out his spear. At the same time, in the void space behind him, blood condensed into complex spell formations.
From the light of the formation, a bloody spear appeared.
The unparalleled power of blood spread to the entire space in a very short moment, just like ushering in a real mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
Balian is different from three years ago. He has already condensed his own corpse beads. Whether it is his own blood level or the original power of darkness in his body, it is different from what it used to be.
Situ Zi and the dozens of monks were all casual cultivators of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. Their own cultivation was only forcibly promoted to the realm of transcending tribulation through acquired spiritual roots and burning longevity energy.
In terms of combat effectiveness, there is still a big gap between it and the true Tribulation Realm.
Now I am able to travel unimpeded in this corridor and abyss, just by borrowing the power of the Demon Emperor and the Demon Flute he taught me.
The real fighting power that can be brought to the table is the monster beasts under their control.
But when these monster beasts smelled the power of blood pouring in like a sea of blood, at the moment when Bai Lian swept out with a shot, the contract chain between his wrists flashed away, and Bai Shaoyan's body, which was a hundred miles away,
Long Wei was borrowed into the spear formation.
The dragon roars, suppressed by the ancient and noble race, made those monsters lose their mobility in an instant.
Before Situ Zi even had time to play the flute, a scarlet spear had already broken through the wind. The spiritual defense around her body was as thin as paper under the spear transformed by the power of dark blood, and its diameter penetrated her body.
She fell from a high altitude and was nailed deeply to the earth.
The remaining monks were even more unbearable. Even the weapons in their hands and their bodies were chopped into two pieces. They were completely unable to resist and soon lost their breath.
Situ Zi still had a breath left. Her face was full of resentment and ferociousness. She gritted her teeth and used her last breath to crush the bamboo flute in her hand before she died with regret.
Among the dozens of monks from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, only the monk who spoke first abandoned the monster beneath him and stood on the wilderness looking at Balian with a complicated expression.
He opened his mouth silently, as if he was horrified by the scene in front of him.
Bai Lian dispersed the power of the dark blood, looked at the remaining bamboo flute powder in Situ Zi's palm, and said calmly: "I already said I'm not interested in your flute, so why waste my efforts."
The only surviving monk saw the tragic death of his companions, with corpses lying everywhere, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
The voice that sounded under the hood was still calm: "If I were you, I would transfer the demon flute mark in my body to Lin Xi's body now. Demon Emperor Aojiang's demon flute can control demons, and can also lead demons to attack the marked object, and he will not die.
endlessly."
Baili'an was silent for a moment, and then said: "If I were you, I would not join the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. Bailiyu would definitely be very disappointed if he saw what you look like now."
After hearing this, the monk's body tensed up instantly, and then relaxed with a slight trembling.
He raised his hand and lifted the black hood covering his forehead, revealing a young face.
It was the Thirteen Swords of Jinsheng in Kongcang Mountain that year.
Jinsheng shook his head towards Bai Lian and said: "The sect master has completely given up on me, so why should I be disappointed?"
Bailian said: "In this world, only you are qualified to give up yourself."
He raised his eyes and looked at Bailian: "The tendons in my right hand are severed. I will never be able to pull out the Yuanli Sword for the rest of my life. I can't go back to the Tianxi Sword Sect. In the whole world, only the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance can't pull it out."
They will despise me as a loser."
Bai Lian knew that Tianxi Sword Sect was not an impersonal place.
Perhaps as Jinsheng said, Bailiyu has given up on him to inherit the Thirteen Swords, but this does not mean that he has given up Jinsheng's right to be a disciple of Tianxi.
What prevented him from returning to the Tianxi Sword Sect was Jinsheng's dignity.
Jinsheng's eyes flashed twice, and he forced a smile on his face and said: "Fate is really a wonderful thing. I have also heard about your life experience. I never thought that you would be our young master.
It's a pity that I went up the mountain late, otherwise I might have recognized you on Kongcang Mountain. Si Chen, isn't that your real name?"
Balian did not answer his question, but looked at Jin Sheng with a serious expression: "You think that the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance does not dislike you, but in fact, for the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, they will come to anyone who is valuable to use.
No one refuses.
I see that your aura cultivation is extremely abnormal, and your knot in your heart is still unresolved, how can you successfully overcome the realm of soul-robbing enlightenment."
Jinsheng slowly raised his right hand, which was intact and had no old injuries, and said with a smile: "I was born to practice swordsmanship. I am a born swordsman. The knot in my heart is that my right hand is damaged. I can no longer practice swordsmanship."
But the leader of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance is willing to find elixir for me to cure my hand injury."
Bailian looked at Jinsheng without any emotion in his eyes: "What's the price?"
Jin Sheng's smile froze: "What?"
Balian took a step forward and his tone gradually became colder: "I ask you what price you paid for this right hand. The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance will not give you the elixir for nothing."
Jinsheng was forced to take two steps back by Balian's momentum. There was sweat on his face and he laughed twice:
"What's the price? Since I have joined the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, if the ancient alliance leader wants me to work for him wholeheartedly, he will naturally have to heal my hand injury first..."
"He dug his own spiritual roots."
At this moment, Lin Xi, who was seriously injured and lying in the field, struggled to half-prop himself up and suddenly opened his mouth to reveal the truth.
A cold look flashed across Jin Sheng's eyes. He looked at Lin Xi nervously and said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense here. I saw clearly the battle between you and Demon Emperor Aojiang. Young Master, this woman's true identity is...
Zhao He, the leader of Langya Demon Sect, has been hiding in Cangwu Palace for many years, most likely with ulterior motives, so what she says cannot be fully believed."
Lin Xi said calmly: "It is true that I am Zhao He, the master of the Demon Sect, but it is also true that I am the master of the healing department. I am proficient in the magic of immortal medicine. I can tell if there is anything wrong with the spiritual roots in your body at a glance."
Jinsheng obviously didn't have the slightest fondness for demonic cultivators, and his words were particularly sharp: "How can you, a blind man, understand anything?"