Emperor of the North Chapter 1511: The horrible army of Godkillers
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"Looking at Li Mu's luck? Yes, I have this mind. Could it be that you still have an opinion? Do you dare to say that your Xuantian Poison Venerable is not borrowing his luck? He is The only one who is not in this game, you should understand what I did."
"Besides, I haven't reached the level of yours. To put it bluntly, I just accepted Cher as a disciple. Really speaking, my methods are much more honest than yours."
The gray-clothed old man said indifferently.
"Frank and honest! I think you're a high-sounding thing, isn't this an obvious thing with the lice on the bald head, you let Li Xue take over you as the guardian of the fairy ruins, what will happen on that day, Can Li Mu sit on the sidelines?"
Mengpo rolled her eyes and said, her eyes full of contempt at the gray-clothed old man.
"Okay, let's not talk about this matter. After all, no one can guarantee which direction will be developed in the future. What do you call me this time, maybe you are leaving Right?"
The old man in gray does not want to entangle with Mengpo with Li Mu and Li Xue anymore, so he changed the subject.
"You guessed it a long time ago, yes, I came to say goodbye to you this time, but I knew you were so shameless, I really won't come."
Although the gray-clothed old man changed the subject, Mengpo still said pretendingly.
"You, you have lived such a long time, how can you still love anger so much? You have imitations of the prehistoric ring in your hand. You can leave at any time. Since you come to say goodbye to me before you leave, it means you I still value my old friend in my heart."
"Actually, I expected you to leave a long time ago. After leaving this fairy market, my ears are still clean... Take care!"
The gray-clothed old man looked directly at Mengpo, with a rare sadness in her eyes, and her eyes softened when she saw it, which were still mocking.
"You must go to the Poison Xuantian Venerable this time. If you find the Poison Xuantian Venerable, help me inquire about him and see if there is any news about my master. After all, they have been fighting together. Brother, he should know more or less."
The gray-clothed old man asked.
"Don’t worry, if I find the Poison Lord, I will definitely help you inquire about it. Once I find out, I will return to this fairy market to tell you. Anyway, I have imitations of Honghuangjie in hand and I want to enter this fairy. The market is much easier than ordinary people. I am not dead. I am leaving. You have to take care!"
Mengpo agreed without any excuse to the gray-clothed old man's request, and then she took out the yellow ancient ring again, trying to arouse it.
"Don't use it, I'll give it to you this time. After all, it urges prehistoric imitations, and it will not be a small loss for you!"
Not waiting for the dream woman to inspire the yellow ancient ring in his hand, the gray-clothed old man immediately interrupted her. He raised his hand and waved, and the entire silver independent space shook violently, and then the silver nine-layer monument fell from the sky and fell. In the air in front of the gray-clothed old man.
After summoning the Jiuzhongtian Monument, the grey-clothed old man raised his hand and pointed at the Jiuzhongtian Monument, and saw a strong spatial fluctuation rippling from the Jiuzhongtian Monument, followed by a glare on the Jiuzhongtian Monument. The silver glow flickered, and then turned into a silver door of space.
The door of the silver space is no more than a dozen meters long and wide, with a black lacquer inside. As soon as it emerges, it exudes a strong spatial force. Behind the silver door is connected a Void channel.
"Thanks, take care!"
As the door of the silver space appeared, Mengpo was not polite. She greeted the old man in gray again, and then turned into a green light, rushed directly into the door of the silver space, and disappeared. Trace.
After Mengpo left, the gray-clothed old man raised his hand, and the gate of the silver space once again turned into a nine-layer monument, and then flew into the high-altitude silver clouds and disappeared.
"Master, Senior Meng said she has seen my brother, and my brother will leave the immortal market soon, can you let me meet him before then?"
As Mengpo left, Li Xue looked at the gray-clothed old man with a complicated expression.
"Originally, I didn’t want you to meet him now, but I know that if you don’t meet him, your Daoism will definitely leave flaws. This is very detrimental to your cultivation. Okay, I promised you."
Looking at Li Xue's complicated expression, the gray-clothed old man nodded in agreement after a moment of silence.
"Thank you, Master, it will change later, so let's go now. It has been so many years, and I don't know what is going on with my brother now. He must be very happy to see that I am not dead yet!"
Seeing that the gray-clothed old man had agreed to her request, Li Xue was overjoyed, and at the same time she couldn't wait to urge.
"You, this is too anxious, don't worry, if I expected it well, he will come automatically soon, and I will naturally let you two meet at that time."
"This is the Jiuyao Star Pill, you can take it, this time I spent so much effort, and I refined a hundred, but it is enough for you to improve your cultivation to the final stage of the Tao. The realm is more than enough, and this kind of holy-level spirit pill is also very useful for holy-level cultivators. You can tell me when you use it up, and I will refine it for you."
The old man in gray took out a white jade gourd, and then gave it to Li Xue...
"Hand over all the storage rings on your body, otherwise you will all die!"
One month later, outside the ruins of the Heavenly Court, a group of cultivators wearing uniform cyan costumes blocked the way of Li Mu and the others. There were more than 30 cultivators in this group, each of them exuding a breath of true energy. They are not weak, the strongest among them have reached the late stage of the Dao, and the weakest also have the cultivation base of the early stage of the Dao, obviously all from a certain sect.
At this moment, Li Mu and his party have only five people, besides Li Mu, there are Hun Tian, Qing Ling, Wu Liang and Jin Tong.
"Brother Li, they are trying to rob us, hahaha, you said that we have robbed a lot of people over the years. This is the first time we have been robbed, and it was still when the five of us were together. ."
Looking at the thirty-odd people blocking the road in front of him, Wu Liang smiled and said.
"Stop talking nonsense there, and those who are acquainted will hand over the storage ring, otherwise they will be left behind! Our Tsing Yimen has always worked in principle, as long as you hand over the storage ring, I can guarantee you will not hurt you Life!"
Among the more than 30 people who stopped Li Mu and the others, a middle-aged bald man yelled impatiently. He was eight feet long and sturdy. He seemed to be a little domineering invisibly. The cultivation base was not weak, reaching the realm of the late Dao, obviously the leader of this group of so-called Qingyimen disciples.
"Qingyimen? I've heard of this. The strongest sect in the Qingmu realm is not low among the heavens and the world, but you only dare to rob us. You are not afraid of being robbed instead of robbing others."
The humanoid Qing Ling looked at the bald man and sneered.
"Hahaha, you are not blind, maybe you still can’t see that the current situation is not going to be successful, there are so many of us, but you are only five of us, is it possible that you can still rob us today?"
When the bald man heard what Qing Ling said, he burst into laughter, and did not put Li Mu and others in his eyes at all. As for his disciples at Qingyimen, they all showed mocking sneers, obviously. They also thought that they had eaten Li Mu and others.
"Master, stop talking nonsense with them. They came to the door by themselves. It is not against morality if we kill them!"
Looking at a group of people at Tsing Yimen who were full of confidence, Jin Tong suddenly stood up. He slapped a beast bag on his waist, accompanied by a glare of dazzling three-color aura, and countless worms killed themselves. Flew out of the animal bag.
Most of these god-killing bugs are silver armor-killing god-killing bugs. Among them, the number of silver armor nine-star pseudo-worm kings is not a small number, the number of black armor-killing god-killing bugs is very small, and there are hundreds of pure golden golden armor-killing Divine Insect Kings, especially the 24 largest Divine Insect Kings, all reached the level of Golden Armor and Five Stars.
The total number of these god-killing insects is nearly half a million. As soon as they flew out of the spirit beast bag, they gathered in mid-air into a three-color insect cloud the size of acres, and then covered the sky. He rushed towards the disciples of Tsing Yi Clan like that, the picture looked unusually gorgeous.
Looking at the amazing God Killing Insect Cloud approaching him and the others, the disciples of the Tsing Yi Sect were first taken aback, and then they all couldn't help but gasp.
These Tsing Yi sect disciples are all cultivators who came from large sects, and each of them is not low in cultivation. Naturally, they have heard of the name of the god-killing insects, facing the army of nearly half a million people. After they reacted, they turned and left without looking back, and pushed their escape speed to the limit, only hating their parents for giving birth to two legs.
"If you want to go, you can go!"
Seeing that all the people in Tsing Yimen turned and fled, Jin Tong's mouth showed a sneer. The light of his eyebrows flashed, and the twenty-four largest golden armor among the god-killing insect swarm turned into two. More than ten or four golden auras quickly caught up with the twenty-four Tsing Yimen disciples.
After being overtaken by the Golden Armor King of Killing Gods and Insects, 24 Tsing Yimen disciples were disturbed, and their speed of escape was greatly reduced. Their speed was reduced, and they had already been divided into 24 waves of killing of Gods and Insects. Then he rushed up.
Faced with the cultivators of the highest realm, the army of 500,000 Divine Insects was effortless to deal with. They rushed towards the entangled disciple of Tsing Yi Clan, Qingyi with the highest realm of cultivation The disciple of the door had no resistance, and even the clothes of the people were swallowed completely, and nothing was left except the storage ring.
In just a few breaths before and after, the twenty-four disciples of the Tsing Yi Sect disappeared in mid-air. As for the other dozen or so disciples of the Tsing Yi Sect, Jin Tong did not let him go. He ordered the killing of the gods. The army chased after him, and in the end, except for the three Tsing Yi Clan disciples whose cultivation bases were in the late stage of the Dao, they were all cleaned up by the God Killing Swarm.
"This is too horrible. Killing the gods is really killing the gods. It deserves to have such a big reputation. Although the strength of a single person is not strong, but the number is too large. Buddha, but Jin Tong, I heard from Brother Li not long ago that there are only 200,000 god-killing worms, but now it’s more than half."
Looking at the more than 30 storage rings that were rolled back by the Sacred Insect Swarm, Wu Liang couldn't help but swallowed. More than 30 cultivators at the Dao realm went from killing the Sacred Insect to the end. Together, it takes no more than a stick of incense. You must know that these are all in the highest realm, not thirty pigs.
"I have expanded the number of god-killing insects. As you know, this is the immortal ruins. The advancement of god-killing insects does not require stagnation, and as the number of god-killing insects increases, it must be made in a short time. It’s not difficult to double the number of god-killing insects. In addition, the immortal market is full of pseudo-celestial energy, and the low-level god-killing insects grow fast. I am prepared for it. After all, we stay in this fairy market. Time is running out."
"Well, if it were not for the lack of time, the combat power of the God-killing Insect Army could be improved by several grades. In the past three years, the number of monsters that died in our hands reached hundreds of thousands. There are three monster beasts of rank, thousands of monsters in the realm of monsters, and some foreign cultivators who do not live or die."
Jin Dong explained with a three-point arrogance. Even Li Mu was surprised when he said this. He only met Jin Dong not long ago because he had already lifted the primordial spirit with Jin Dong. Mark, so he doesn’t know what Jin Dong has done in the past three years...