Mu Bufan's eyes widened. Although he had spent ten percent of the past two hundred years in ascetic cultivation, as an immortal cultivator at the peak of the elixir condensation stage, his knowledge was far from extensive, if not extensive.
Not ignorant.
At least I have read a lot of classics.
But he had never even heard of the scene before him.
Those houses and buildings actually came to life and began to attack the immortal cultivators around them.
Xuanyuan City is majestic, and the buildings built are mostly tall. The average buildings are seven or eight feet high, and some of the buildings that occupy a larger area are even close to a hundred feet high.
And these buildings that have come to life have one thing in common.
It has a strange shape and looks similar to the ghosts in the underworld.
Although they did not reveal any other magical powers, they were extremely powerful. Amidst the flying stones, the demon tribe was in good condition. After all, they were born with rough skin and thick flesh.
Due to their talents, the human race's body is extremely fragile as long as they don't use magic weapons or open their shields. Not to mention the monks in the Dan Condensation stage, there was even an unlucky old monster in the Nascent Soul stage who was beaten by dozens of feet because of his slow reaction.
A tall building would turn into a piece of meat if you step on it.
In an instant, the entire Xuanyuan City was in chaos.
This result was something no one had expected. After all, the Tianyun Trade Fair has been held countless times since ancient times, and nothing like this has ever happened before.
But what was surprising was that those who could come here were the elites of the Twelve Provinces of Tianyun after all. After a short period of chaos, the human and demon tribes showed off their magical powers and began to fight back.
For a time, the brilliance was dazzling, the demonic aura soared into the sky, and the flames of war spread throughout Xuanyuan.
boom!
An old man with a square face flicked his left hand, and a huge fireball about ten feet in diameter flew out and slammed into the house in front of him.
This person is an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of pill condensation. Although he cannot be said to have magical powers that can move mountains and seas, with a full blow, even a boulder weighing tens of thousands of kilograms can be easily crushed into powder.
This house is only a few feet high, and my own thunder and fireball will definitely destroy it.
The square-faced old man gritted his teeth. Just now, his only son was beaten to death by this house.
Although he didn't understand what happened, this man was full of resentment and hated the house in front of him.
However, what happened next made him widen his eyes. Because of its huge size, the house moved relatively slowly, and it was hit head-on by his thunder fireball.
This is a magical power that he has cultivated for nearly a hundred years. Even if he meets a cultivator of the same level, ordinary defenses can be easily broken, but in front of him...
It actually didn't have the slightest effect.
Is there any mistake?
The square-faced old man's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. This kind of building was obviously made of ordinary bluestones. How could it be so hard?
However, there was no time for him to think slowly. The window of the house opened and two dark beams of light shot out from inside.
The old man's protective film was broken with one blow, and the dignified monk at the stage of condensation was actually killed by an ordinary building.
And this scene is still happening repeatedly in Xuanyuan City.
Roar!
A third-level monster was thrown from the sky by a huge force. Although it was not fatally injured due to its rough skin and thick flesh, the expression on its face was hard to see.
Half of its cheeks collapsed, it spat, and more than a dozen of its teeth fell out.
hateful!
This kind of monster is brave by nature. After being frustrated, not only did it not show any fear, but it fully aroused its bloodthirsty and warlike nature.
Along with the roar from several miles away, its eyes turned blood red, and in the green demonic wind, this guy transformed into a rhinoceros, but its size was about five times larger than its conventional counterpart.
He gritted his teeth and stared at the shop in front of him. There was a big banner "He's Pawn Shop" on it. Just as he was entering, he planned to exchange some pieces of indeinium ore in his hand for crystal stones. Unexpectedly, he was struck by an inexplicable wave. With great force, it was thrown away.
The other cultivators in the shop had similar fates, but this was not what the rhino demon was concerned about. As a third-level demon clan, he had opened up some spiritual intelligence by chance, but he still couldn't compare with the real incarnation seniors. , overall, he looks like a reckless man.
All it knew was that its rhinoceros iron was swallowed up by the store, which it had collected with great difficulty. After the rhinoceros demon showed its original shape, it breathed demonic wind and rushed towards the store fiercely.
It is extremely powerful, and the sharpness of the horns on its head is far better than ordinary magic weapons. However, He's Pawn Shop has all four limbs. From the outside, it looks like a little ghost.
The pawnbroker raised his "right hand", a burst of Yin energy flashed through, and his hand turned into a ghost-headed scimitar.
Although the expression of the building cannot be seen, it gives the impression that it is smiling disdainfully in the face of the angry rhinoceros monster.
Ouch!
The monster didn't care that there were so many, and with all its hooves exerting force, it had already rushed forward ferociously.
Seeing that the distance between the two was only ten feet, a black light flashed through, and a huge head flew up among the blood flowers. The rhinoceros demon's hard skin seemed to be made of paper at this moment. After a few more steps, , the headless body suddenly fell to its knees.
A demon clan whose magical power is comparable to that of a monk at the stage of condensing pills, actually died after just one union. The strength of these buildings is truly extraordinary.
Needless to say, lower level monks cannot even beat the Dan Condensation stage.
Fortunately, Xuanyuan City at this time is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and the ratio of old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage is ridiculously high. No matter how powerful these buildings are, they are still no match for the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.
Flying swords are like rainbows, and the demon tribes also show off their magical powers during the transformation period. As time goes by, the war situation becomes more and more favorable to the human and demon tribes.
An old man with childish face and white hair is suspended in mid-air. Above his head, the sunlight has been blocked. There are a few buildings that are not only alive, but also can control the wind. At this time, there is a high tower and a shop. Attack him from both sides.
The attack power of the two behemoths was certainly extraordinary, but the old man turned a blind eye. With a flick of his sleeves, a ray of blue clouds flew out and surrounded the two buildings. The tower and shop actually collapsed.
You must know that the magic weapons of ordinary monks at the elixir condensation stage cannot damage this kind of building at all.
But there's nothing surprising about it.
Because this old man with childish face and white hair is a great immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Ying period.
The dean of the Songfeng Academy of the Seven Great Powers, his Taoist name is Qinglian Jushi.
Among the seven major sects, Songfeng Academy is relatively similar to Tianya Haige. They are not keen on fighting for power and gain and like to go their own way.
Because of their low profile, their reputation is far less famous than that of the other six sects. After all, although Tianya Haige is also low-key, there are many beauties, which are eye-catching enough. In the battle five hundred years ago, Fairy Ru Yan brought seventy The alliance between the two families killed a man who was bleeding like a river, and his reputation was so strong that he was even more powerful in all directions.
Needless to say, Wanfo Sect, Li Yao Palace, Lihun Valley, and Yuling Sect are all much more famous than Songfeng Academy.
Tianqiaomen's puppetry is also famous.
In the minds of ordinary monks, compared to the seven major powers, Songfeng Academy is probably at the bottom, but the real situation is not like this...
Who says being low-key makes you weak?
The jingle bell sounds only when it is half filled with water. The true master is one who conceals but does not show it. We will not talk about the power of Songfeng Academy for the moment. One thing is that the other six sects do not dare to underestimate them.
To be precise, I'm extremely afraid.
Because of one person.
Wangting Tower!
The number one master in Tianyun’s twelve states.
In terms of fame, he is far inferior to Fairy Ruyan, but in a real fight, with five Meng Ruyan tied together, they are no match for Wangtinglou.
If this person is willing to slaughter a sect (referring to the seven major forces) on his own, there will be no problem.
It's just that Wangtinglou doesn't have that interest. According to the standards of an immortal cultivator, this person has a good character and doesn't like to bully the weak for no reason.
That didn't make sense originally.
As a monk in the late stage of clutching, Broken Void is 70% sure of surviving the catastrophe. If it were another person, he would have tried to go to the spirit world.
However, Wangtinglou's situation is special. In his early years, by chance, he took a magical thing, the Forgetfulness Fruit, which added to his life span of a thousand years.
Although the spiritual energy in the human world is thin, it is not difficult for him to become the number one master in this world with such unique and rich conditions.
The hope of 70% transcending the tribulation has already made other monks envious, but there is still time in Wangting Tower. He wants to practice to the Great Perfection of the separation and union stage, so that it will be more convenient to ascend.
In other words, this old monster has already stepped into the spiritual world. Naturally, he doesn't care at all whether he has a false reputation.
Wangtinglou has never accepted any disciples, but layman Qinglian, as the sect leader, still has some guidance from him.
Although he has long ceased to care about the world, there are always exceptions to everything. From some clues, Wangtinglou sensed that the former Tianzhou Luo family was about to make a move.
Although the Luo family has been ruined for a long time now, they were the overlords of the twelve Tianyun states in the past, and Wangtinglou did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Of course, until the situation is unclear, this old monster will not easily go out and walk around. After all, his cultivation has now reached a critical juncture.
So he sent layman Qinglian to Xuanyuan to meet Huitong and Jiutou Ancestor, but those two old monsters didn't even pay attention to the news brought by Tinglou.
Even if there are still some remnants of the Luo family, they have already turned into mice crossing the street. Does the little grasshopper still want to make a big splash?
They felt that Wangtinglou was a nuisance, so they left Qinglian aside.
Qinglian felt unhappy, but in front of others, his status and cultivation were no small matter, but this time he faced two immortal cultivators in the separation and union stage.
In front of that kind of old monster, Qinglian didn't dare to say anything, so she could only resigned in depression.
If nothing was accomplished, he would not go back to meet his uncle, so he might as well stay in Xuanyuan City.
Not to mention, a lot of strange things were discovered during this stay. Although the news of the destruction of Huitong's legal body had not been revealed, as the master of Songfeng Academy, he naturally knew everything about it.
The shock in my heart is unparalleled.
Although there is no evidence that the Luo family is responsible, the Nine-Head Ancestor does not dare to sneer at the news he brings anymore.
He secretly sent people to look around.
But this plan has been prepared by the ancestors of the Luo family for hundreds of years. Although it cannot be said to be watertight, it is still very rigorous.
The third son of the Luo family, who is in charge of operations in the city, directing the disciples, and filling the five formation eyes with crystal stones, is not only a great immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul, he is also thoughtful, shrewd and capable to the extreme.
Before the law enforcers discovered any clues, they had completed their work and quietly activated the underworld formation.
Master Qinglian destroyed two buildings with one move, but his expression was extremely gloomy. The uncle's worries were indeed not groundless.
Could it be that the destroyed Tianzhou Luo family has really made a comeback?
Others may not recognize this strange building, but he has an impression of it. He once heard his uncle say that it seemed to be called stone ghost magic.
It can be regarded as a branch of puppetry, but it is very different from ordinary puppetry.
This is ghost power!
And it is impossible for ordinary ghost monks to master it. To be more precise, it is the demons and ghosts in the underworld who can lay it down.
In very ancient times, a great war broke out between the underworld and the spirit world. There were millions of stone puppets under the command of King Tiansha Ming. They blocked out the clouds and the sun, and even slaughtered many powerful monks in the spirit world.
.
Of course, there are three, six or nine levels of stone ghosts, and the ones in front of you are just a very low level.
But this kind of magical power is indeed what Tiansha Mingwang is best at.
When the main altar of the Luo family was captured, in addition to various treasures, some valuable documents were also taken away. Although it was incomplete, the seven major sects also knew the origin of the Luo family and King Tiansha Ming.
No wonder a medium-sized immortal cultivating family could rise to that level. It turns out that it has the bloodline of one of the six kings of the Yins.
Putting these pieces of information together, layman Qinglian can be 100% sure that the scene in front of him is definitely a conspiracy of the Luo family.
Just what they want to do.
Is it just a matter of massacring the human and demon tribes to vent their anger?
Qinglian layman shook his head and ruled out this possibility. Although he did not know what level of old monster the person in charge of the Luo family was, but as the head of the family, it was absolutely impossible for him to do such a useless thing. He was just trying.
The stupid things happen in the moment.
If the ancestor of the Luo family was really such a fool, the family would have been wiped out long ago. How could it cause the current trouble?
What do they want to do?
Unknown dangers are the most terrifying. Lay Buddhist Qinglian was so anxious that his forehead began to sweat non-stop.
Fortunately, after a brief period of panic, the human and demon clans finally stabilized their position. Although there were heavy casualties, most of the dead were the monks in the Ningdan and Foundation Establishment stages.
Logically speaking, layman Qinglian should be happy, but instead his brows became more and more wrinkled.
The high-end monks suffered no casualties, proving that the Luo family's conspiracy goes far beyond that.
Before this thought could be finished, a loud bang was heard in his ears. Layman Qinglian was stunned and raised his head in shock.
More than ten miles ahead, I saw a huge pillar of light rising into the sky, with a diameter of seven or eight feet, and a majestic momentum that shot straight into the sky.
"What's this?"
Qinglian layman is the leader of a sect, and it goes without saying that he is magnanimous and magnanimous. However, when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but change his color.
The light pillar was pure black, and terrifying Yin Qi emanated from it.
As a major immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, he was more than ten miles away from the light pillar. The Yin Qi rushing towards his face still made him feel uncomfortable all over. It was also conceivable that other people were feeling the same.
Around the light pillar, all the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage had bitter expressions on their faces, and they all chose to retreat, unwilling to face the enemy directly. However, with their magical powers, they were not harmed.
But the other low-level monks were in misery. Within a thousand feet radius, when the Yin Qi hit them, it was as if the ice and snow were melting, and their entire bodies melted.
As if being corrupted by some terrible magical power, thousands of monks died in an instant.
"this……"
layman Qinglian couldn't help but be stunned, and his brows furrowed deeply, but this was not the end.
Woo...
From the pillar of light, a shrill ghost cry could be heard, and the sound was not just one or two, but more like thousands of ghosts roaring together, and the entire sky became gloomy in an instant.
The bad premonition in Qinglian layman's heart became stronger and stronger, and he saw the light beam flickering, and more Yin Qi came out from it.
The Yin Qi this time was very different from the last time, it was more intense, as if it had substance.
Then, what was displayed in front of everyone was an even weirder change. The Yin Qi suddenly condensed and transformed into ghosts one by one.
Not to mention the shape, the size alone is jaw-dropping. The small one is as big as a baby's fist, and the big one is more than ten feet tall.
Spreading and swarming, they pounced on the surrounding human and demon tribes.
After a bloody battle, the surviving houses and buildings had been gradually defeated, but the addition of thousands of ghosts suddenly turned the battle situation around...
The screams kept reaching my ears.
In terms of how difficult it is to deal with, the ghosts transformed by Yin Qi are actually far inferior to the stone statue houses, but their number is even more shocking.
Take the monk named Mu Bufan as an example. Although this person has very few magical powers, he is still a cultivator at the peak of the elixir condensation stage. When he saw a red-haired ghost rushing towards him, he gritted his teeth and released the flying weapon that he had been practicing for many years.
sword.
With a flash of light, he easily split the ghost into two halves.
He was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed an expression of overjoyed, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, three more ghosts pounced on him.
The root lies in the light beam.
Yin Qi kept swarming out from the huge monster like the Optimus Pillar. Every time a ghost was killed, more would immediately emerge from it.
Endless, as if there is never enough to kill...
This time, not to mention the immortal cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Pill Condensation Stage, even the old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage felt a little overwhelmed.
Usually, the higher the cultivation level, the more ghosts will besiege him. Take Qinglian Layman as an example. At this moment, there are nearly a hundred strange ghosts gathered around him.
Everyone from top to bottom, left and right, stared at the great immortal cultivator with eager eyes.
But layman Qinglian showed no fear on his face, but he didn't dare to be too confident.
With a flick of his sleeves, a palm-sized bronze mirror flew out, with a simple style, and layman Qinglian pointed out a magic formula on it.
Stab...
As if the sound of cloth being torn was heard, the mirror flashed, and a blue bird flew out from inside.
Then another one...
In just a few breaths, seven or eight birds flew out.
They circled and danced around the layman Qinglian, and then their size suddenly increased.
And the surface of each bird's body was ignited with blazing flames, but the flames were actually a strange green color.