1153. The Great Kyushu Crisis
Yang Mucheng's eyes were hot.
"This vein is enough for me to mine more than a hundred spirit stones. It's a pity that these spirit stones are all inferior...... Otherwise, you can definitely elevate me to the Divine Sea Cultivation!"
"That's it, don't worry about it for now, absorb all these spirit stones first. To what extent, we will talk about it when the time comes!"
Boom!
With a stroke of his right hand, he dug out the vein from the ground.
The entire secret realm was very safe, so Yang Mucheng didn't need to find another place, and after throwing out the ore vein, he cultivated in the same place. Moreover, even if there is a foreign enemy breaking in, there is a Arsenal present, which is no joke. Ah Xiannu has absorbed countless souls, and now his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Shinto, and even the bone dragon named War Slave has finally reached the Shinto realm.
"Click!"
He grabbed a spirit stone with his right hand and inhaled it violently, and suddenly a thick smoke came out of the spirit stone.
Yang Mucheng opened his mouth violently, and the white smoke turned into a small dragon, extending several meters, making a 'crackling' sound in the void, and penetrating into his body.
"Comfortable!"
This moment.
Yang Mucheng only felt that his whole body, from his muscles and bones to his flesh and skin, was greedily devouring this pure aura, and he couldn't help but cheer.
The aura in this spirit stone is not much better than the innate divine wood, and the aura is poured into the body, just like one or two dragons rolling in the body, and I only feel comfortable all over.
"Smack!"
About an hour later, the spirit stone gradually lost its color, and finally turned into a transparent stone, which turned into a piece of powder in Yang Mucheng's hands and quietly dissipated. This means that the aura in the spirit stone has been completely absorbed by Yang Mucheng!
"Go on!"
Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Yang Mucheng grabbed the next spirit stone and continued to cultivate.
......
Just when Yang Mucheng was in retreat, someone from the Xianmen came.
But.
Not Mr. Elegance and An Shaoqing.
Someone came earlier than them, and it was naturally a person from Xuanzong.
Penglai Immortal Island, one of the Seven Secret Realms, suddenly burst out with a burst of bright light, and then a group of people suddenly appeared.
The person with the highest cultivation is a young man dressed like a Confucian student, who seems to be weak, but the aura of his body is particularly terrifying, and he has reached the late stage of Shenhai. Moreover, the internal strength is condensed and the breath is vast, which is far from being comparable to the ordinary Shenhai!
The people, led by the youth.
The rest of the people are all dressed as immortals, and their cultivation is not weak, and they have all reached the realm of Shenhai.
"Ahem, cough, sure enough, it's the Star Continent that has long been abandoned, and the air here is too turbid, far inferior to our sect. If I stay here for a few more moments, I even doubt that I will be poisoned and die!" said one of the disciples.
"Yes, such a star, I'm afraid it has already fallen, what strong person can be?" said another. "You sent us over to check it out?"
"Shut up!"
Then.
The Confucian youth spoke.
His faint words immediately silenced everyone present.
Ye Qinghan and Chen Jiuyang secretly left the sect and came to this star. According to the laws of the sect, they have committed a capital crime and should be brought back for execution. However, they died on this star for no apparent reason......"
"The people of Xuanzong, even if they are extremely evil, they don't allow others to deal with it!"
"This time we have to find the murderer and kill him to set an example!"
The disciples nodded one after another.
The Confucian youth said again:
"Although this star has decayed, after all, there was once glory here, and maybe there are still some Shenhai powerhouses. ”
Everyone looked stunned, but they didn't pay much attention.
Similar to this declining star, they Xuanzong didn't know how many they had captured. Even if there is a Divine Sea powerhouse on this star, what if this kind of Shenhai powerhouse born under the concentration of spiritual energy has a low combat power, and it is not at all as good as their real Immortal Sect.
As for the more powerful beings, they will inevitably not appear on this star.
Because.
Those who are the strongest have a more sensitive sense of aura than anyone else. Those people exist, I'm afraid they have already left Kyushu the moment the aura appears and fades, otherwise they will die here!
"The three of you are in a group! One sect, one sect inquiry. The Confucian young man's gaze swept across the crowd and he spoke lightly. "By the way, take this star...... Recently, Xuanzong has found a habitable star and needs some slaves. These people in Kyushu are really good. Their inheritance is incomplete, and their Taoism is incomplete, so they can just be enslaved!"
"If you don't...... I think you all should know what to do!"
The Confucian young man put his hands behind his back and dragged out his tone, and a trace of awe-inspiring killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Yes!"
This total of nine disciples, divided into three groups, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared in the same place.
Same day.
There is a catastrophe in Kyushu.
One of them was the first to find a first-line evil sect and openly challenged the strong men of the sect. This sect is called the Soul Horror Temple, and compared to its comprehensive strength, this Soul Horror Temple is even stronger than the Moluo Celestial Elephant Temple. The strongest of such sects, how can you see it if you want to, and challenge it if you want to?
But the strength of these three people is unfathomable, and they have all reached the Divine Sea Realm. Although he is only a martial artist in the early stage of the Shenhai, he can fight the existence of the middle and even late stages of the Shenhai. If the three of them join forces, they can even easily kill the late stage of Shenhai!
Shrine of the Soul, square.
A figure was directly knocked down from mid-air, blasting the entire earth out of a large crater, and the violent impact seemed to cause a terrifying earthquake.
"Die!"
This Xuanzong disciple slowly flew down, looking at the dying Soul Shrine Sect Master, looking at this martial artist in the middle of the Divine Sea, and the soles of his feet slammed downward.
"Bang!"
There was a violent tremor, and the Sect Master of the Fright Soul Temple was trampled to death on the spot.
"Sect Master!"
The disciples of the Soul Shrine shouted one after another.
The hearts of the people were filled with grief and indignation, but they were even more shocked. Where did this existence come from, even the most powerful sect master of the Soul Shrine was no match for the other party.
"What is the origin of this person? The three of them seem to be the existence of a mysterious sect, but when did such a powerful sect appear in Kyushu?"
The hearts of the people were astonished.
But see.
The Xuanzong disciple who killed the sect master of the Soul Shrine grinned and said to everyone:
"From today onwards, the old man of the Soul Shrine has taken over! I am your new sect master!"
The crowd changed color.
A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated.
You killed the sect master, and you still want to control the sect?
"Don't dream...... Great Elder of the Soul Shrine clenched his fists, stepped forward, and said coldly: "We, the Soul Shrine, swear to die!"
"Haha, swear to die? Okay! Okay! Okay! Lao Tzu likes you hard-tempered people, since you don't obey, then kill until you obey!"
This Xuanzong disciple laughed, grabbed out the long sword, and turned into thousands of swords.
After a stick of incense.
Soul Temple, extinguish!
(End of chapter)