Vol 5 Chapter 109: Wanli Heshan has me

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In the rolling hills and deep forests, there is an inconspicuous grass cottage, which is only eight feet in size, barely able to accommodate simple beds, tables, chairs, and other things. A simple resting place.
The two men, Wei Gong and Yang Feng, who had retreated from Heishiling, took more than ten immortal monks to cross the mountain to the front of the cottage. They did not walk in, but stood still seven steps away. The headed Wei Gong took the lead to salute Caolu.
After he said this, Caolu did not send a half-point response, as if no one was in Caolu. However, Wei Yu's face didn't have any strange color, just waiting quietly.
At half a moment, the door of Caolu opened, and a fairy in white came out of it. He said to Wei Yushi, Yang Fengzhi, and others: "Honour lets you come with me."
When Wei Yu, Yang Fengzhi and others were relieved, His Holiness was willing to see them, indicating that they had not blame them to the point of irreparable damage. The two finished their clothes and followed the fairy boy into Caolu.
There were simple beds and wooden chairs in the cottage, but half the room was empty, and no one was seen. When Wei Yu and Yang Fengzhi followed the fairy boy standing in the open space, for a moment, a teleportation array lighted up at their feet, and the light rose up and covered them.
Soon, the people disappeared into the grass house, including the dozen or so immortals, who were also missing.
When the vision was restored again in front of him, Wei Yu and others had already come to an island. The area of ​​the island is not small. The maple forest is half-level, half-level and flat. At this time, the outside world is not yet in autumn and winter.
During the rain, Yang Fengzhi followed the fairy boy along the cobblestone path under his feet, walked into the maple leaves, and walked up to the not too high mountain. Along the way, they encountered many immortals. Most of them gathered in the open space of the maple forest to practice matrix formations, and a few of them chatted in the pavilion.
Seeing Wei Yushi and others, these immortals did not pay much attention, as if they were insignificant. Wei Yushi, Yang Fengzhi and others followed behind the immortal boy without squinting along the way. It's not that you don't want to, but you don't dare. Each of the fairy people who chat here has a cultivation of golden fairyland!
At the top of the mountain, there is a vast platform on which there are immortals meditating. Although there are not many people, they are all powerful men in Taiyi True Wonderland. They have beams of light on their bodies, and they seem to be practicing some array.
There is a high platform on the north side of the platform. During Wei Yu, Yang Fengzhi looked up, and quickly regained his eyes. Those people turned out to be Da Luo Jinxian! And they are not nameless-in fact, each of Da Luo Jinxian is famous.
In front of the palace in the east, an immortal was standing on the stone steps, his face was astonished, his arms were dusty, and the immortal wind bones were watching the array exercises. He was also a strong man in Da Luo Jin Wonderland.
When Wei Yu, Yang Fengzhi followed the fairy boy to the fairy, respectfully saluting: "Meet the Lord Beihai!"
His Holiness Beihai glanced at Wei Yushi and Yang Feng for a moment, as if with one glance, he could see all the experiences they have experienced today, including the fighting in Heishiling. Under this vision, Yang Weizhi did not dare to move for half a minute during Wei Yu, and he even took care to breathe.
"You can't blame you for waiting for the defeat of Heishiling. You have stirred up the situation in it. You didn't know it in advance, and you weren't prepared for it. Of course, he is not his opponent." His Holiness said quietly, his voice couldn't be heard with half of his emotions. If you do n’t have anything to do, just go down and rest. We are about to start all round soon, and now is the time to build energy.

Wei Yushi and Yang Fengzhi looked at each other and felt surprised.
I did not expect such a heavy loss for Heishiling, and came to the Supreme Master of the North Sea, because the phrase "Li Zhi stirred the situation in it" was so exposed. In the battle of the day, the former also guessed Li Ye's identity, but the latter was ignorant, but whether he knew it in advance or not, he was at a loss at this moment.
Obviously, the meaning revealed in this sentence by His Holiness Beihai and the importance he attached to Li Zhi far exceeded their expectations. However, the two did not dare to ask more questions, because they knew that as the principal of Xianting in the demon clan, Beihai knew more than them, and it would not be wrong.
Wei Yushi can only ask himself what he can ask: "Honest, when shall we act?"
His Holiness Beihai gave him a slight glance: "Tomorrow."
Wei Yu refreshed.
This place is an independently developed space, and it is also the fairy's base camp in the demon clan. Even they must move here tomorrow. It is conceivable that the preparation for the beast tide outside must have been completed. Tomorrow will be the time when all the beasts will be attacked and the monster territory will be fully attacked.
Wei Yu didn't dare to ask more questions when she stepped back with Zhang Fengzhi.
After the two of them left, a big Luo Jinxian flew over to the high platform on the north of the platform and said to His Holiness the Beihai: "All the exercises should be done, although some actions had to be advanced because of the defeat of Heishiling. , But harmless. "
"With the formation method hosted by our big Luo Jinxian, bringing together the power of the immortals, even if the quasi-sacred realm comes, it cannot be easily broken. It is no simple matter to trap the demon kings of the demon tribe. If they are If you dare to come and trap them, you will have the opportunity to sweep the entire territory of the monster clan. Without Da Luojin Wonderland, no more monks of the monster clan will be of any help. "
"Mr. Nanmu, then you will take them away now." Ms. Beihai said, "Mr. Dong Xuan and Xi Ji Zong will also leave today."
His Holiness Nanmu nodded: "If the battle conditions are good, the demon territory will mourn all over the world, and there is no possibility of being out of the ordinary for a thousand years. But if the battle conditions are not good, we must at least fight for the second batch of Taoists from the lower bound How much time?"
His Holiness Beihai glanced at His Holiness Nanmu, "Forty days. During this period, as long as no monk monk can go to the world, forty days later, the world will be settled-at least there will be no Wang Anye. "
"Forty days." His Excellency Nanmu smiled, and he arched his hand to His Holiness the Beihai. "Then I leave first."
His Holiness the North Sea nodded.
After His Holiness Nanmu left, His Holiness Beihai was still standing in place, and continued to look at the platform that had been empty, and he had been alive for a long time.
Fairy child tentatively said: "Honest, the legendary Monkey King has the power of quasi-holy land after returning from the Bible. If he unites with several other demon kings to deal with our formation, I am afraid it will be a trouble."
His Holiness Beihai smiled: "Quasi Holy Land? How could it be so easy."
Fairy child surprised: "Did he not reach it?"
His Holiness Beihai made no comment.
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There are seven saints in the demon tribe, but the real demon knows that the territory of the demon tribe is not divided into seven hills, but six. The Monkey King, who professed to be Qitian Dasheng, was born in the mortal world and longer than the mortal world, but rarely came to the demon territory. Even after reading, I am used to staying in Huaguoshan.
The wind tonight is very strong, the mountains under the starry night are vast and deep, and Lin Tao is undulating.
On the top of a gigantic peak, there is a protruding sharp stone, which overlooks the Baili Mountain Forest. At this moment there was a figure sitting on the sharp stone, holding his chin with his fingers crossed, facing the desolate and silent forest sea in silence.
No one knows how long he has been sitting here, like no one can fully understand his silent eyes.
The wind on the top of the mountain is particularly strong, blowing the long cloak behind him like a cloud, and even more to set off his loneliness.
Suddenly, in the valley below the extreme peak, a star-like light flickered, covering a range of 100 square meters. It seems that Lin Tao has become a lake reflecting the Xinghai, blurred and dreamy.
Xingmang is not dazzling, not even strong. If it is farther away, even if it is flying in the air, you will not see it.
But the eyes that had been silent for too long on the mountain were clear.
In his sight, the lake below the thousand feet was gradually bright, and a straight line emerged between the stars, which outlined a complete array. When the map was completed, the imaginary lake center was rippling with water waves, which was a spatial change.
More than two hundred immortals in white and white win the snow like a river god, quietly rising from the map.
In the nearby mountains and forests, a pair of eyes quietly lit up, and they could not see clearly. It was a thousand beasts lurking in the nearby forest. At this moment they seemed to be summoned, and they all stood up and set their sights in the direction of the map.
Some fierce beasts grinned and gave a low sobbing voice, their mouths were still dripping saliva, their eyes were fierce, and they looked horrible. This desolate mountain is full of indescribable danger at this moment, as if the next moment will be turned upside down.
The lonely and silent figure on the extreme peak finally stood up slowly on the sharp stone. He is not very tall, even worse than ordinary people. However, under his feet are thousands of feet, so he looks incomparable.
He reached into his ear and drew it out, like pulling a snake's tail, and took out a stick of golden fire from his ear.
At that moment, the deep top of the mountain was no longer dark, and the dark golden fire was like sunlight, and the severely weathered rocks were barely visible, and even the smallest dust could be seen.
He raised his stick and held it upright, paused at the seemingly random Xingmang Lake below the mountain!
A stream of aura was flowing down the golden fire sticks.
The gale rose.
Sha Fei, Shi Zou, howling at night.
From the top of the peak to the bottom of the mountain, there are thousands of feet away.
The stick with burning dark gold flames was still held in the hand by the figure, but the front end ran down the cliff like a torrent, and the diameter suddenly swelled to hundreds of feet, rolling up countless cliffs turned into powder Stone, blasting through the sound-explosive clouds, rushing with the wind.
Thousands of cliffs were lit, and the Baili Mountains were illuminated, and even the black flowing clouds in the sky became a fiery red.
The world is discolored.
Everything is lost.
More than two hundred immortals under the cliff have not completely emerged from the teleportation array, and they have noticed the movement of the landslide above their heads, and they all look up in the hunting wind. At that glance, they only saw a meteor falling in front of them.
boom!
The long sticks covering a range of hundreds of feet fell to the ground suddenly, setting off a turbulent aura of waves like the sea waves, the surrounding trees and branches were too late to fall, and they were all turned into dust, immersed in the dark golden flood waves sweeping the world.
For a while, the mountain shook, and stratum clouds rose.
At this end, the baguette was above the extreme peak and was held in the hand. The baguette was at the foot of the mountain, submerged into the ground.
In the depths of the mountains under the thousands of miles of stars, the exquisite peaks that stand thousands of miles away are like miracles at this moment, stagnating time.
Because of that burning stick.
Xu Yan, the dark golden light dispersed, the long sticks were taken back from the cliff, and the barren mountains returned to tranquility.
The lonely and silent figure once again sat down on the top of the extreme peak, sitting on the sharp stone, staring in front of his cheek silently. Xinghe is still, the mountains are still, he is still, as if everything never happened.
Under the cliff, there are no more star lakes, no more half a fairy, no more a beast.
Surrounded by mountains and forests, there was only a vacant plot of land that was suddenly low, thousands of feet wide, empty.
He is the King of Monkeys and the King of Heaven, and he is in the mountains and rivers of the demon tribe.