At the moment, outside of Cat Mountain.

Jin Yonglu stood up, and below, ten hunter divine masters of the Xuanji Pavilion rushed in.

Each Xuanji Pavilion had an average of twenty or thirty ordinary hunters, as well as two Phantom Realm hunters.

Therefore, a total of about three hundred Life and Death Realm Divine Master Hunters entered, as well as twenty Phantom Realm Hunters.

Of course, there are limits to these hunters.

There is no limit to the realm of life and death, but in the realm of ghosts, you can only attack the people on the list of Maoshan immortals!

The top 100, although it can't be said that all of them are geniuses, but with the blessing of the immortal root, they will definitely not be weaker than the Enchanting Divine Master!

These hunter masters who came in basically didn't practice Vientiane!

Without the blessings of the Vientiane Exercises, they absorb the immortal roots, which is extremely heavy on their bodies and soul power!

This load will affect their normal fighting, so in most cases, the Hunter Priest will not absorb the Immortal Root.

In terms of numbers, the Hunter Divine Master is at an absolute disadvantage.

But they are definitely a nightmare for ordinary trialists!

In addition to the Divine Masters on the list, Hunter Divine Masters need ten and one hundred Trialist Heads respectively to obtain internal qualifications and core qualifications.

The Divine Pavilion would not set such a rule for no reason.

It is decided, which means that these hunters have an absolute advantage over ordinary trialists!

It can be seen from the Lei Gongzui that Su Mu met at the beginning!

At that time, if it weren't for Su Mu's divine rune that he plundered from Ji Shao, it would have been unknown who would have died and who would have lived.

All hunter mages are not to be taken lightly!

Each of them is gambling on everything!

Jin Yonglu's eyes were wandering with a hint of detachment.

It's about to begin.

The third level is real killing.

Is it tragic?

Tragic!

Is it a pity?

Pity!

Jin Yonglu sat in the Divine Pavilion and witnessed countless trials.

That time it was all a river of blood.

Of those who died, who could say that there was not a single future Celestial Master?

But every time, among the Trialists and Hunter Priests, someone comes out on top.

There is no way.

The foundation of the Divine Pavilion is too shallow.

In the face of those ancient families that have been inherited for thousands of years, although the Divine Pavilion is now in full swing, there are still too few strong people.

Now, the great world is approaching, and the Divine Pavilion has no time to cultivate newcomers slowly.

It can only be done in extreme ways!

This is true not only of the Southern Regions Divine Pavilion, but also of the other Quartet Divine Pavilions!

Are you strong?

If so, kill me!

The strongest who are killed will join the Heart Hall as the seed of the Divine Pavilion.

The word heart hall, only Jin Yonglu knows, what it means.

At this moment, the hunter priests have all entered Cat Mountain.

The Mirror slowly sank.

For the Heaven Covering Realm to envelop the entire Cat Mountain, and to track the top 100 people on the list and all the Hunter Divine Masters who entered, they must use the power of the Soul Suppression Tower.

It's just that, seeing the Heaven Covering Realm falling, Jin Yonglu's eyes suddenly flashed!

Wow –

A pitch-black sword instantly tore through the thick ancient trees around it.

Disconnect everything like a dragon and approach the Mirror!

Rumble!!!

Jin Yonglu raised his hand suddenly!

The pitch-black net that shrouded a radius of several miles was wrapped away in an instant!

Countless black fragments flew around.

"Smack!"

Jin Yonglu snapped his fingers lightly.

The shattered net turned into flames in an instant, burning the terrifying sword to the ground.

The only remaining aftermath was just a few strands of Jin Yonglu's hair.

And at this moment, in the void in front of him, a white-haired old man with a sharp face and shining eyes!

Dressed in a black robe and two black knives, he stepped into the air.

It's the desert that has been hiding nearby!

He can't wait!

He felt the breath of the Extreme Yang Essence and the Extremely Pure Eye.

He was also aware of Maoshan's anomaly.

In addition, a few hours ago, the seventy-two soul tombs had already erupted, causing the White Nian Spirit to attack the Divine Pavilion.

He can't wait!

Because......

Once the Heaven Covering Realm falls, it will stand at the spire of the Soul Suppression Tower.

According to the original situation, the ten Xuanji Pavilions were all there, everyone gathered in a circle, and there was no one near the Soul Suppression Tower. As long as you get the signal, you can sneak attack quietly, and you will not leave ten.

But now, the rest of the people have gone to encircle and suppress because of the outbreak of the Seventy-Two Soul Tomb.

Although Jin Yonglu was left alone, he was sitting on the spire!

Tai Cangmo, who knows Jin Yonglu's identity, understands it very well.

When the Sky Mirror and Jin Yonglu are next to each other, he has no chance.

"Sure enough. ”

Seeing the figure of Tai Cang, Jin Yonglu said slowly: "It's out, then, Bai doesn't want to cooperate?"

"Cooperation?"

Taicang sneered: "I'm waiting for the soul clan, and I've never thought of cooperating with you!"

"This is the place where we are waiting for the soul clan!"

Jin Yonglu sighed faintly and said, "The world's divine master can be a disciple of the Spirit Emperor." We are no different from your soul clan. ”

"Huh. ”

Taicang sneered: "This is your excuse for slaughtering the Soul Clan and destroying the Spirit Emperor's vitality?"

Jin Yonglu said lightly: "The memories left by the Spirit Emperor turned into murals, and my Divine Pavilion included them in the seventy-two volumes of soul secrets. ”

"That's the legacy left by the Spirit Emperor, not a life. ”

"What do you know?"

Tai Cangmo's face was gloomy, and he said, "Even if it's a trace of memory......"

"It's too desert. ”

Jin Yonglu suddenly opened his mouth and said, "A trace of memory can resurrect the Spirit Emperor, do you believe it?"

“......”

Jin Yonglu said slowly: "Except for Bai, you should understand that through a trace of memory resurrection, even if it is the supreme existence of the Nine Heavens of the Dao Realm, it can't be done!"

"My Divine Pavilion is to help the Spirit Emperor inherit. ”

"Huh. ”

"Hahahahaha!!"

Tai Cang Mo suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly!

"Yes, Bai Zun is the closest person to the Spirit Emperor, and she does not recognize the fall of His Majesty. We and the soul clan all understand. ”

"The Spirit Emperor is dead, and he has fallen into the Middle Ages. ”

"A thousand years ago, Bai Zun was willing to help you seal us, wasn't it because of that glimmer of opportunity?"

Rumble!

The long hair of the desert dances wildly!

The pitch-black robes grew larger.

The monstrous soul power, like the inverted deep sea, blew the black net under Jin Yonglu's body to hunt!

"You were the one who said there was a chance to recover. ”

"Now you are the one who says that there is no possibility of recovery. ”

On the face of the too desert, the demon is revealed!

The monstrous scales and fangs of the dragon's horns pierced through the flesh above his sharp face.

"Mountain spider, what are you?"

"Still helping the Spirit Emperor inherit?"

"You-"

"Worthy !!"

Click-

Boom!!!

The terrifying soul pressure of the too vast desert directly crushed the entire black net!

But Jin Yonglu said that he stood there and did not move at all.

He sighed faintly.

"The old man knew that what he did back then was ashamed. ”

"But ......"

Rumble!!!

The furious soul power swept the heavens and the earth in an instant!

The shattered black web burst and turned into pitch-black flames, turning into a huge blurred creature behind Jin Yonglu.

"It's too desert!"

"The old man and you are the same kind of people!"

Click-

Above Jin Yonglu's eyes, there was a sudden crack.

A pair of eyes are revealed again!

It's just that these eyes don't have the whites of their eyes, they are pitch black, and they are extremely infiltrating.

"For the sake of the Divine Pavilion, who can't give up?"

"Who can't abandon it!"

The black net under Jin Yonglu's feet is suddenly spreading!

He is a Terran Divine Master.

He was one of the first patriarchs to form the Divine Pavilion thousands of years ago!

The emergence of every new force will inevitably touch the cake of others.

There is no language about the hardships of the early days of the Divine Pavilion.

At that time, if the soul clan was not defeated and the secret realm was seized, the Divine Pavilion would not be able to develop at all!

"Good. ”

Tai Cangmo slowly spit out a word.

"I heard Bai Zun say that you have been sitting in the Divine Pavilion for thousands of years, and you have not taken a single step, and you have even read the scriptures of Jinchan Temple. ”

"I just don't know, Buddha ......"

"You butcher can't be crossed!"

Rumble!!!

The black robe is shattered, and the clouds are shattered!

In an instant, the desert suddenly turned into a hundred dragons and danced!

The sideburns are reversed, and the horns are white.

With monstrous soul power, he directly crashed into Jin Yonglu!

At this moment, Jin Yonglu slowly raised his head.

The black flames behind him instantly turned into eight spears, tearing through the void like meteors and shooting out!

The four eyes on his face did not have the usual gentleness at all.

Under the black flames, like evil spirits.

His voice was as deep as a bell.

"Avatar Mountain Spider. ”