Tai sui

Zhuo Ming heard that Wang Ge Luobao had sold the head of the Mi'a clan out and sold him. He glanced at the blood-stained faces of the Mi'a people and saw the flint-like light in those eyes. He thought to himself: Tsk, Nanman.

Mia, a group of mobs, is isolated on the island, and they are self-sufficient. They eat or sleep like animals all day long, and then reproduce a bunch of cubs that are imprinted from the previous generation.They have never thought about anything in their life. Apart from shoveling excrement and grazing, they have no possessions, so they have to cling to their blood and traditions.

Animals run wildly with the whip, and fools risk their lives for big but useless slogans.

But this time, Zhuo Ming didn't have any extra problems, he restrained his spouting, and restrained himself and said in Wang Geluobao's ear: "There is not much time, according to plan."

Wang Geluobao's eyes flashed, and he rushed south.

In the empty South China Sea, huge islands of spirit beasts popped out, most of them were phantoms of beast spirits, but it was unknown which one would suddenly "come alive" and pounce on Xuanwu.

The towering giant algae that came out in response to the call withered in patches, the roars and screams of the spirit beasts swayed far away, Xuan Wu left the others behind, and chased after Wang Ge Luobao.

The animal tide that had been held down by a flute just now was free, but suddenly Brother Mia uttered a heart-wrenching roar.

No one organized them, those Mia people whispered to each other in the whispering Mia language, the human and beast crowds were pushed by the blood above, I don't know who started it first, they spontaneously started the spirit beast tide again, swarming Followed Wang Geluobao - just as Zhuo Ming expected, people don't disperse in confusion like sheep.Establishing a foundation is to break through the mortal body and reshape oneself, and it is also a hurdle that cannot be turned back. If you walk on a certain path, even if it is the Taoism imposed by others or the abolition of the Taoism, this life can only be like this.

After receiving the order from the patriarch, the 64 Mia monks knew that they were "sacrifices" in the clan, but no one dared to raise any objections, because race was above everything else. The great grievance and resentment of "sacrificing for righteousness" was ignited by Wang Geluobao's words - saying "die for the tribe", are they not Mia people?After sacrificing the secret realm obtained by this generation, who will enjoy it in the future?The patriarchs and elders even sneaked down to Lingyun Mountain. Thinking about such ghostly tricks, is it really a tradition that the Mia clan is proud of?

Although the Mia people are all new foundations, the swarm of spirit beasts covering the sky and the sun is no small matter. No one dared to be the sharpest of the few ascended spirits. run wildly.

Not to mention Wei Chengxiang who just arrived, before she had time to figure out the situation, the willow-leaf boat that could only accommodate one person was swallowed whole by a giant golden armor—this time she even had the means to identify the direction and drive the fairy weapon. All the effort is saved!

Zhuo Ming, who was hidden in the earrings, whispered in Wang Ge Luobao's ear, "Old Wang, what a great trick."

Wang Geluobao didn't care about him, Xuan Wu chased him too closely, even though he had a good advantage in the South China Sea, there were endless spiritual beasts in the sea for him to summon, he still ran in danger.

"Those idiots of your clan don't even know what they want, but you do. You give them whatever they want, so those people follow you like tamed horses," Zhuo Ming might be talking too much Unable to hold back his words, he continued to chatter annoyingly, "As expected of the way of beast control... Hey, guess what, your patriarch and the others are in a hurry."

Patriarch Mia and the others knew that Wang Geluobao was out of control as early as when there was chaos at sea.

There are three thousand ways, and all dharmas have no superiority or inferiority - this is true in other fairy mountains, but Lingyun is biased because of people, and even Mia's own people think that the two ways of alchemy are inferior to others.

"The Way of Beast Control..." Elder Danxiu with the amber eyes sighed. As both Ascending Spirits, it is impossible for the Way of Beast Control to be at the mercy of others.

"It's still a mixed blood." The patriarch smiled wryly, "How can you expect him not to be a white-eyed wolf?"

While speaking, he spread his palms, and a complicated inscription floated in his hand - if Xi Yue saw it, he should be able to recognize the basic structure of the inscription was very similar to the dragon taming chain that had been hanging around his neck for more than half a year - but it was too complicated. too much.

Dragon taming locks are originally a specialty of Southern Shu. They can tame animals, and naturally they can also tame people.

It was after the patriarch's Dao Xin chose Wang Ge Luobao, the patriarch personally protected the dharma, and hit his spiritual consciousness with a secret method at the moment he established the foundation.

It's a pity, if Wang Ge Luobao is obedient...

Wang Ge Luobao, who was running wildly in the South China Sea, suddenly had a circle of golden light on his neck, like a collar, and countless dense inscriptions crawled out of it, spreading to his entire face.

Wang Geluobao froze.

Xuan Wu is so well-informed, he can see what it is at a glance: "Mia Younu, you still have internal strife."

Not missing the opportunity, Xuanwu grabbed Wang Geluobao and lifted him up: "Xiexiong—"

At this moment, Wang Geluobao suddenly raised his head, his eyes of different colors aimed at the white paper mask of Xuanwu.

A lotus flower suddenly popped out from between his brows, swallowing up the inscription on the dragon taming lock in a flash.

"I'm sorry," an extremely familiar voice sounded, "His consciousness has long been my domain."

Before the expression on Xuan Wu's mask had time to change, countless giant algae rushed out of the sea again, and the moment they jumped out of the water, they were assimilated by a large group of dark red lotus root belts, entangled Xuan Wu's limbs.

Xuan Wu said angrily: "Zhuoming!"

The word "Ming" changed its tone, because a mass of "moonlight" suddenly flowed by, and crashed into Xuan Wu's back heart along the lotus root belt that was entangled with Xuan Wu.Xuan Wu clenched his teeth so as not to let out a scream, his stiff upper body looked like it was about to break, and the bruised blood vessels on his neck were about to burst out.

"This is the full moon scab left by the silver moon wheel. It took me eight years to refine it." The lotus root belt wrapped around his body said, "How does it taste, Master? Ah... this disciple is not filial, forgot You have been pierced through the real yuan by the silver moon wheel..."

At the same time, Wang Geluobao cut his palm without hesitation, and pressed down hard.

There seems to be a huge hand on the sea surface, more than ten miles long in length, the palm print presses down the water surface, a vortex forms where the blood drips, rolls up at a speed that is hard to distinguish with the naked eye, but in the blink of an eye, the entire sea area Stir it up.

It was suddenly dark, and the sun was eclipsed in the sky.

The Beili snow wolf that was chasing after him suddenly looked up, and with Shengling's eyesight, he could already see the northern coast.

Could it be that this is the legendary secret land of the South China Sea? !

The vortex was getting bigger and bigger, the five ascending spirits and mia spirit beasts were chasing after them, but now they had the illusion that they couldn't help themselves and were about to be sucked into the vortex.

Xuan Wu, who was closest to the whirlpool, bore the brunt of the blow, and was dragged into the water by the whirlpool, along with thousands of lotus root belts around him, followed by Wang Geluobao himself.

In the vortex, the lotus seal is constantly trying to invade Xuan Wu's five sense organs - there is a white paper mask on Xuan Wu's face, and the five sense organs only show a pair of ears.As a result, a lot of chatter grew out of the lotus root belt, and at the same time, countless small words poured into Xuan Wu's ears.

"Master, I have been unable to figure it out. I went up to Lingshan with you happily. I didn't do anything wrong to you, nor was I disobedient. Why do you hate me so much?"

"Later I realized that you look at me like you look at yourself, and hate me like you hate yourself."

"You even gave me a name in reference to yourself."

"Master, you are desperately trying to maintain the orthodoxy of Xianshan, because you are not orthodox."

"An unorthodox person will have a guilty conscience all his life, and want the so-called 'orthodox' to accept you all his life... Haha, you have not fallen into a madness when you are now in the state of a lost dog."

Following those words, the dazzling lotus seal pierced into Xuanwu's ears like a ghost, once touched by a word, the lotus seal of Wuxinlian would immediately bind his consciousness like a gangrene.

The lotus root belt kept disappearing on Xuan Wu's body, but the giant algae in the entire South China Sea seemed to be summoned by Wang Ge Luobao, growing continuously, and being assimilated by Wu Xinlian.

Xuan Wu, whose old injuries were caused by the afterglow of the silver moon, was trapped in a huge vortex, wrestling with the two great spirits.

"Helping the evil spirit..." Xuanwu almost gritted his teeth, "Zhuoming...you know that once the secret realm connected to Lingshan falls into the hands of Xie Chong...what will happen...you know that once Xie Chong gets the power to fight against Xianshan... Well……"

"I don't know," Zhuo Ming's head protruded from the lotus root belt, spitting out lotus flowers, "What does it matter to me?"

Seeing that Wang Ge Luobao was also sucked into the vortex, the Mia monks who were going to die jumped into the vortex one by one, rushing the tide of spirit beasts. Hit Xuan Wu's back: "Everyone, don't miss this opportunity! The South China Sea Secret Realm needs enough spiritual energy, wouldn't it be just right to fill Xuan Wu here?"

Hearing it through the sea, Wang Geluobao decisively dipped in his undried blood, drew an inscription out of thin air, and patted it into the center of his eyebrows—the real heart demon vows to have inscriptions, low-level monks can't do inscriptions, they have to ask Experts make "witnesses", and the inscriptions will record the oath forever, and the oath will be really miserable if you break the oath. It's not like when Xi Ping tricked Xu Rucheng into doing things for him in Tao County. The head can't even cut the tree clearly.

"My king, Ge Luobao, is willing to swear an oath of the heart demon," the surrounding spirit beasts followed suit and said in the languages ​​of Chu, He, and Li, "Today's event is accomplished, and the Mi'a tribe will form an alliance with you forever and share the resources of the secret realm. "

Even if Wang Ge Luobao didn't swear the heart demon oath at this moment, he didn't have any reason to trick these ascended spirits.

The current South China Sea Secret Realm is obviously different from the man-made "secret realms" of the big family. This is a real hidden spiritual mountain.

Wang Geluobao had obviously betrayed the Mia clan of Taoist sect just now. With him and a group of Mia monks who forcibly built foundations and abolished it, it is whimsical to guard the Lingshan Mountain—it is impossible to calculate the magic weapon of the mountain.

Allying with the "evil spirits" who are eager for resources and a place to stay is Mia's best choice right now.

"Tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall No. 1," Zhuo Ming laughed loudly, "Old Wang, you are the first one I know who got to this point by prostitution everywhere, you are so talented!"

The heart demon oath spread hundreds of miles away, knocking on every heart of Shengling.

Yu Chang pursed his lips. If there was a spiritual mountain, they would no longer have to hide in hiding, and they would not have to worry about being easily wiped out by a magic weapon from a certain fairy mountain like Qiu Sha.

The sea breeze blows away the messy long hair of the Queen Mother of the West. Maybe in the future, she will be able to sit on an equal footing with several great fairy mountains in the world, and drive the four countries that have divided up Lancang Mountain back to their hometown, so that Nanhe can return to its former glory.The steam engine no longer relies on spirit stones, and the moon-plated gold will never happen again to eat people and subjugate the country. Nanhe is the hometown of skilled craftsmen...

For a moment, the expressions of all Ascension Spirits were very complicated, everyone was thinking about something, everyone was looking at others.

Once again, Donghuang was about to speak first, and with the final word, Yu Chang had made up his mind, and raised his heel... At this moment, the echo of Tai Sui finally came from the dead reincarnation tree.

Tai Sui said: "Save Xuan Wu!"

Yu Chang: "..."

He nearly broke his ankle.

"……what?"

Yu Changyuan had heard about Xichu in Mianlonghai. If he remembered correctly, this Tai Sui seemed to have almost died in Xuan Wu's hands several times... What did he say to save just now?Is it because I have exhausted my true energy that there is a problem with my ears, or is there something wrong with Tai Sui?

At this time, Xi Ping, who was in Lingyun Mountain, couldn't stop shaking his hands.

Xi Ping was just studying the magic circle left by the escaped Mia patriarch, trying to deduce some clues from it, and then followed him to be the "real mantis queen oriole". It is not very hopeful to take away the secret realm, but it is still possible to wait for the opportunity to see if you can get some cheap.

Who thinks too much money?

Unexpectedly, just after Wang Geluobao triggered the South China Sea Secret Realm and the solar eclipse began, the real Lingyun Xianshan suddenly let out a mournful cry like a sigh.

It's hard to describe the sound, it wasn't the sound of the mountain breaking the boulder and landslide when Xiang Rongxuan collapsed without pinching the mountain.

No matter how tragic Sanyue Mountain was, it felt temporary. No one would worry about the impact of the collapse of Sanyue Mountain. They all knew that after the war, even if the cicadas sloughed off and ascended to their spirits, Lingshan would slowly repair itself.

It was far less thrilling than Ling Yunshan's sigh.

That mournful cry pierced all the people on the mountain... all the intelligent bodies, the birds fell, and the spirit beasts raised on the mountain knelt down, Xi Ping felt a "thump" in his heart, and was almost swallowed by panic for no reason. up.

Eight years after he ascended to the spirit, he had already walked the world like a god, and almost forgot what it was like to panic, but now he suddenly became an ant washed away by the torrent again, as if those flying into the sky and hiding in the ground were just a dream.

The spirit beasts in the mountain raised their heads in the same posture, and the roar of the beasts and the screams of the birds gradually echoed with the sound of the mountain.

Xi Ping's heart was forcibly pulled up by something from the outside world, and the heartbeat that he didn't pay attention to and couldn't feel usually knocked on his ribs.A thought touched his inspiration: Lingshan is going to die.

But how can the mountain "die"?

What does Ling Yunshan's death have to do with him being a passing spectator?

Even if the entire Western Continent sinks into the sea, it won't be able to submerge the Ascension Spirit...

Xi Ping's rationality failed to keep up with the inspiration for a moment, and he was dragged away by fear in a daze. His first reaction was to send Zhou Ying's consciousness away.

In the spirit mountain, more and more spirit beasts joined the long mournful cry, colliding back and forth in the valley with great force.

Xi Ping turned his head in amazement, just in time to see that the daylight had completely disappeared on the top of Lingyun Mountain, and the radiant auspicious clouds were as heavy as black banners.

The aura is sinking downwards, visible to the naked eye, the natural white spirit exposed outside the ridge loses its luster, the fairy palace on the pile of spirit stones rises automatically without any wind, and the monks are like Xi Ping, with their feet firmly nailed to the ground. on the ground.

At that moment, Xi Ping's mind buzzed, and countless blurred images flashed before his eyes - not only him, but everyone on Lingyun Mountain who had reached the threshold of ascension or whose inspiration was high enough All felt it.

The spirit mountain collapsed, the steel monster spewed steam that covered the clouds and the sun, and the sewage washed away a large area of ​​the field. The rainforest was burned into dead branches in the rain, and then fell down, and the rotting corpses of spirit beasts were hidden in the dust that was thrown up.

Humans—cannot tell whether they are monks or mortals, fighting and fighting, as if they have been alienated into a group of demons who have never crossed the bottom of the sea.The ferocious Wing Repairman was carrying Xichu's latest firearm, and when he pulled the trigger, the Mia man on the opposite side was like a fallen wheat seedling. Someone was standing upright, half of his head had been blown away; from the shadows, a hateful Mia rushed out. Ah Ren, grabbed something, and the Tengyun Jiao behind him exploded into pieces with a "boom", and the short Mia was knocked to the ground by the burning limbs, and he looked up to the sky and laughed...

"Shi Yong!"

Amidst the wailing, an ominous crisp sound and Zhi Xiu's shout pierced into Xi Ping's ears at the same time, and he shuddered, as if the crisp sound just now was his own spine fractured.

"Master...what's the voice?"

"The earth's veins are broken." In his altar, Zhi Xiu's voice was also tense, "I only heard it once in my life."

"I just saw..." Xi Ping has never been in the state of "immersed in aphasia" in sword practice, but now he has experienced it for a while. He bit the tip of his tongue and came back to his senses with the smell of blood, "Lingyunshan's aura Is it out? Why is it like this? The last time Xuan Wu and Xiang Rong discounted Sanyue Mountain..."

Zhi Xiu didn't say a word.

But Xi Ping himself stopped talking—the hidden laws of the heavens and the earth, the master of foundation building said that the spirit of ascending can detect it by itself.

His inspiration of connecting with the crumbling Lingyun Mountain has already told him the answer: Xuanwu and Xiang Rong are fighting each other. So far, Xuanwu has been wanted by Xuanmen in name, but he has never really rebelled against the orthodoxy of Xianmen.And Mia's rebellion caused by racial friction, no matter where the wind blows from, finally came to a result that no one expected by accident: "evil spirit" To usurp Lingshan.

The "order" of the Western Continent is about to collapse.

He has always regarded himself as an "evil spirit", and Xi Ping should have gloated and enjoyed the success of the Lingshan Mountain, but he couldn't laugh.

For no reason, he had an ominous premonition.

"Save Xuanwu, you signed the blood contract, and you will do three things for me within ten years, and the ten-year period has not passed." Xi Ping sent a message to Yu Chang who was far away in the South China Sea. , "I'll return you to save the fake book!"