Chapter 142: A Strategy Against the Enemy
In order to avoid trouble, he cast a concealment technique and covered the three of them at the same time.
Since the resonance of the Xuan Netherworld, there has been a big leap in spiritual power, and at this time it has entered the level of Tibetan knowledge.
Tibetan knowledge is the last level of the realm of demonic cognition, and breaking through this level and entering the realm of mindful demons will be a qualitative change.
According to Han Mengrong's understanding, the realm of demonism is a kind of enhancement of consciousness, and when the reinforcement reaches a certain level, it will break through the shackles of consciousness and enter the realm of demonic thoughts.
Cold Night and Juno were both surprised.
"I can only run, I can't exert my spiritual power, and I can't leave my ten zhang range. ”
"Good. ”
Although the two girls were surprised, they didn't ask much.
The trio traveled along and saw many unearthly creatures, such as a flying two-headed dragon, a giant megalodon, a fast-moving Phantom Knight, and finally a Soul Eater with a strange staff.
These creatures are hierarchical, roaming their territory. His eyes were looking ahead, and he let out a roar from time to time.
As it deepened, the mysterious fluctuations became more and more intense, and the peace in my heart became a little more.
Leng Ye's expression didn't change much, and Rouno also felt different, and her face showed surprise.
After a short time, the three of them came to the edge of confinement.
I saw that there was an endless area in front of me, and there was a huge deep pit in the middle, faintly revealing a strange light.
On the ground was a viscous black liquid, occasionally bubbling, and the air smelled foul and fishy.
In the distance, there were five figures about three feet tall, their eyes cold and green.
From a distance, it makes people shudder.
There were strange runes shining red for a hundred miles away, and a huge bluestone was suspended in the middle, on which were engraved with strange runes.
"Cold night, what kind of big array is this, and what is that bluestone?"
Leng Ye thought for a while before saying: "This should be the Great Soul Locking Array, and the bluestone is the soul suppression stone." ”
Han Mengrong used the Wangqi technique and observed.
I saw that there were countless silk threads around, tightly wound around the soul stone, but the soul stone exuded a faint blue light, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, and the peace in my heart came from the soul stone.
"I see. Han Mengrong suddenly realized.
"What did you find?" asked Leng Ye, puzzled.
"It's too dangerous here, let's talk about it. ”
So the three of them went back the way they came, and after a few hours...
"The Soul Suppression Stone can stabilize people's minds and help cultivate the Xuanming Killing Dao. ”
"Are you saying that Sister Rou can cultivate the Xuanying Killing Dao, and it is all the effect of the Soul Suppression Stone?"
"Not really, there is also a need for a secret of the mysteries. ”
"Secret Secret?"
At that moment, Han Mengrong explained, and after hearing it in the cold night, his beautiful eyes flashed, and he obviously thought of the key.
Now that the reason was discovered, the three of them stopped staying and quickly returned to the Xuanming Capital.
A few days later, the three of them returned to the Xuanming Capital.
At this point, I had a detailed plan in mind.
A few hours later, the important figures in the Xuan Netherworld had gathered in the main hall.
Since he is the co-owner of all parties, Han Mengrong is also not polite, sitting upright on the main seat, and Leng Ye and others stand below.
"The matter of the Death Mountain has been carefully planned, and you must work together to advance and retreat together. ”
"Obey the co-master's command. The crowd responded in unison.
So he taught the Xuanming Killing Dao and the Xuanming Killing Dao in public, and passed it on to the Xuanming Realm, so that all the powerhouses above the Xuanming Pill Realm went to the Xuanming Lingyuan to cultivate the Xuanming Killing Dao.
At the same time, the construction of city walls in the Xuanyin Capital and various regions has been prepared for emergencies.
Although a way to defeat the enemy has been found, there is no time.
After everyone left, they decided to go to the Death Mountains.
The purpose of this trip is to find Wanjian Mountain and Zhu Ran, waiting for an opportunity to rescue Xiruo, and second, to seek a way to delay.
Han Mengrong walked in seclusion all the way, and soon left the Xuanming Capital.
After traveling more than ten miles, he appeared.
"Lord Communist, did you abandon me like this?"
Han Mengrong was shocked, and hurriedly looked back, only to see that Leng Ye had been standing behind him for a few feet at some point, and he was resentful at this time.
"Uh, that's right..."Han Mengrong couldn't help but be speechless for a while.
Seeing this, Leng Ye immediately stepped forward and said with a smile: "Since you are going to the Death Mountain Range, why don't you take me with you, what is this not abandonment?"
It turned out that Leng Ye had already seen his purpose.
"Stop, now that you know it, let's go with you, but Hugh will say no more about abandonment. Han Mengrong hurriedly stopped the cold night's teasing.
"So you're afraid of being molested. Leng Ye flashed his beautiful eyes and smiled.
"Uhh
"Lord Minister, I will discuss this matter with you. ”
"What?"
"Why don't you let me be your personal servant?"
This...
Is Cold Night Crazy?
When she was stunned, Leng Yejiao laughed and flew towards the Death Mountain Range.
After the cold night returned to normal, it changed a lot...
Han Mengrong only felt that his head was big, and he regretted that he agreed to go with Leng Ye.
But at this point, we can only let it be.
Flying all the way, there was no Demon Guardian on the ground, and it seemed that it had withdrawn to the Death Mountains.
After a few hours, the two of them saw the peaks of the Death Mountains.
"Lord Commoner, please give me instructions on how to act next. Leng Ye continued to joke a little reluctantly.
"Cold night, please let go... You still call me Mubei. Han Mengrong felt very helpless.
"Hehe, okay. "The cold night knows the truth of moderation.
But after this fight, both of them have become much more relaxed.
"Cold Night, how much do you know about the Death Mountains?"
Leng Ye stroked his long black hair, and then told the situation of the Death Mountain Range.
The Death Mountain Range is headed by the Demon Venerable, and there are Demon Generals, Demon Shadow Commanders, and Demon Shadow Guardians under his command.
They possess a strong body, a shadow guard, which is difficult for even the powerhouses of the underworld to kill.
Naturally, these were all learned from the Xuan Ming Ancestor.
It can be inferred from this that the strength of the Xuan Ming Ancestor must be very terrifying, but even he can't kill the Demon Venerable...
Thinking of this, Han Mengrong couldn't help but smash his tongue.
"Cold night, you said that we are going to die this time?"
"I didn't expect you to have a very high understanding, and I was also afraid that you would be lonely on the road, so I came to accompany you. ”
"Actually, you don't have to..."
Although Han Mengrong looks very gentle and polite, he is very stubborn in his heart.
As long as you are determined to do something, even if you are broken, you must face the difficulties.
At this time, Leng Ye laughed, and this smile looked very beautiful.
"Since I took charge of the Xuan Netherworld, I have not made any achievements but have been torn apart, and I ask myself if I am worthy of the trust of my ancestors. Now that I have come, I am just doing my duty. ”
Looking at the dazzling face of the cold night, I always felt that there was a trace of helplessness and desolation in her smile.
"Can you tell me where you came from?"
"Me?" Leng Ye smiled.
"When the sigil detached, it awakened some memories, but..."
Speaking of this, the cold night deliberately paused.
"But how?"
Leng Ye turned his beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "But I don't remember very clearly, if you promise to let me be your personal maid, you can tell me at any time when I remember, what do you think?"
"Well, forget it. Han Mengrong felt helpless, and was teased repeatedly by the cold night.