Chapter 2 Undercurrents are surging

After the picture disappeared, there was still silence in the hall, because the person in the blue robe sitting on the top of the hall did not speak, and the people below did not dare to speak, and the woman in the red dress was even still prostrate on the ground, not daring to get up.

All reflect everyone's deep respect and submission to the people in the green robe. If you look at the expressions of these people, you will find that they are somewhat similar to Murong Qing when he faced Huaxia Jiu, but they are even more intense.

In the mysterious space that is difficult for everyone to see, the blue-robed man has turned into a vast and vast starry sky, and it is constantly rotating, and various picture information is intertwined and flickering.

After half a ring, the starry sky disappeared, and the green-robed man snorted.

When His Highness heard this, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and his body was even more motionless, and they all held their breath.

"That little sheep is the ——— clone I left in the world, and the young man named Huaxia Jiu who met it together is a little special. This son's soul ——— is not the Dao Soul Continent, and it is difficult for me to measure. But there will be a catastrophe in Ziyou's five years, so you will concentrate the main force of our sect and bring my clone and Huaxia Jiu to me when Ziyou changes greatly. The middle-aged man suddenly spoke, his voice neutral, he couldn't hear men and women clearly, but it contained an indescribable meaning, as if as long as he heard this voice, he would surrender to him.

In Xizhou, the Purple Shadow Sect, and the Nine Palaces of Huaxia, the little fat sheep who was eating spirit stones suddenly raised his head with some doubts, glanced to the east, and after being stunned for a moment, he began to eat spirit stones again.

In the middle of the earth, at the height of the majestic and vast Heavenly Fortune City, the Sky City of the Shenwu Sect welcomed a special guest today. This guest was dressed in a white robe, his expression was indifferent, and his aura was special, even when he came to the Shenwu Sect, one of the three overlords of the Dao Soul Continent, he was also a high-spirited and looking down on all beings. However, the Sect Master of the Shenwu Sect, who had never appeared for thousands of years, personally brought all the Great Dao Cultivators to greet this person.

After this person entered the Shenwu Sect, he never came out again, but the Shenwu Sect soon convened a secret meeting of the monks above the elders, and then began to make some preparations, some preparations for the expedition to destroy the sect.

Any of the Eight David Cities of the Heavenly Fortune City in the Middle Continent is dozens of times more majestic and vast than any mortal imperial capital in the world except for the Heavenly Fortune City.

Demon Soul City, one of the Eight David Cities, is the place where the Demon Soul Palace Sect, one of the Nine Sects, is located.

There were more than 100,000 monks in the huge palace that occupied most of the Demon Soul City, among which there were countless masters, and there were dozens of Great Monks just asking Dao.

Today, a big event happened in the Demon Soul Palace that only a few people knew, and a small thing that caused a sensation in the entire sect.

In a heavily guarded, almost empty hall, there was an old man in a blood robe, and a few feet in front of the old man there was a small teleportation array, this formation was not used to teleport people, but to transmit important objects or information across continents.

The old man in the blood robe had been sitting in the main hall for a hundred years without moving, because this small teleportation array had not reacted for a hundred years.

At this moment, this small teleportation array suddenly appeared with white light, and in an instant, the light skyrocketed, and an inexplicable spatial wave spread out, and a jade slip appeared in the teleportation array.

When the old man in the blood robe appeared in the spatial fluctuations, his eyes suddenly opened, and in his eyes without pupils, two blood lights shot out, and he didn't see any movement from this person, and the jade appeared in this person's hand.

There is only one sentence of information in the jade slip.

'Within three years, the true Netherworld will survive, and the Phantom will also come out of the Soul Condensing Bell, and the innate Netherworld soul will be complete again. ’

This is the big thing that the Demon Soul Palace only learned about when he asked the Great Monk.

The old palace master of the Demon Soul Palace who has not asked about mundane affairs for many years suddenly went out to accept apprentices, and the apprentices he accepted were only in the early stage of Huadan, and his appearance was not good, his body was thin, and he looked like a thin dog, but it is said that this person's soul is extremely powerful, and it is even a certain innate soul that is most suitable for cultivating a certain powerful technique in the Demon Soul Palace.

This is the little thing that everyone knows.

Xizhou, Purple Shadow Sect.

In the Sword Pavilion, in a secret room in the palace of the Dao Dao, various forbidden formations were strictly guarded.

An old man with a tall figure and a dark and rugged face was about to concentrate on one thing, he carefully dismantled the small teleportation array worth 50 million spirit stones in front of him, and put the expensive artifacts and accessories into the storage bag.

After dozens of breaths, it wasn't until the last cornerstone of the entire small teleportation array was put into the storage bag, and there was no trace left on the floor of the secret room, that the old man with a rough face let out a long sigh of relief, and his expression returned to arrogance.

The white horse has passed through the gap, and there is no time for cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, half a year has passed since Huaxia Jiu's retreat cultivation.

On this day, a super strong suction force suddenly came out from the Nine Palaces of Huaxia, and soon formed an aura vortex, with its palace as the center, the aura within one-fifth of the Netherworld Mountain frantically surged towards the aura vortex.

This sudden change immediately alarmed many disciples of the Netherworld, and they left the cave one after another, flying in mid-air and looking in the direction of the Nine Palaces of Huaxia.

After seeing that it was the Nine Caves Mansion in Huaxia, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"The young vein master is really a demon, the last time he was promoted to the middle stage of the Hua Dan, it was only a year, and he was promoted again. ”

"Hey, no, this movement seems to be a bit big, if I'm not mistaken, back then, I was promoted from the late stage of the Hua Dan to the Hua Dan Consummation, and the aura of the Netherworld Mountain was only one-twentieth of the range, and the Shaomai Lord should have been promoted from the middle stage of the Hua Dan to the late stage of the Hua Dan, and the aura attracted by this was one-fifth of the Nether Mountain. How is this possible?"

"Yes, I remember that you are a top-grade True Yuan Dan, according to what you said, could it be that the Shaomai Lord True Yuan Dan is the best in the legend———— how is this possible?"

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Soon, the people of Netherworld Mountain came to a conclusion that made them unbelievable, Huaxia Nine True Yuan Dan might actually be the legendary best True Yuan Dan.

You must know that for 10,000 years, almost everyone up and down the Netherworld Mountain has cultivated the Netherworld Divine Skill, but except for the Ancestor of the Open Vein 10,000 years ago, no one has ever been able to cultivate the best True Yuan Pill. And everyone knew that if you wanted to cultivate the ultimate True Yuan Dan, you had to absorb enough Netherworld Qi to make it possible for the True Yuan Pill to be promoted to the best grade.

Hua Xia Jiu once again succeeded in leaving everyone in Netherworld Mountain speechless.

More than ten miles to the left of the Huaxia Nine Palace, in the third palace, Bai Bingyu, who was meditating and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, the silver light flashed in his eyes, and he looked in the direction of the Huaxia Nine Cave Mansion, as if he could see through the walls, trees, mountains and rocks, and could see the Huaxia Nine who was advancing.

"For half a year, motionless, so one-minded, without any other thoughts, enduring extreme boredom and loneliness, sitting quietly in the cave, doing the same thing day after day, all of them can only be done by monks who have cultivated for more than a hundred years, otherwise they will definitely go mad. But this son seems to have no burden, is he strong-willed, or is it because of the heart of a child——— alas! Xiangzhu has a deep love for this son, but the identity of this son is destined to be in the whirlpool of the storm, and this strength is still not enough! I hope that the old man can hold on for some more time. The silver light in the white ice rain eyes disappeared, like a deep pool. Looking in the direction of the Netherworld Palace at the top of the mountain, he muttered to himself.

At the same time, Bai Xiangzhu flew out of his cave mansion and looked in the direction of the Nine Palaces of Huaxia from afar.

Half a year ago, after she met Huaxia Jiu, the deep affection in her heart was like a swallow returning to the nest, and she finally felt at ease, and that love was also precipitated by the storm into a calm and beautiful lake, as long as there is rain in the world, this lake wave will always exist until eternity.

At this point, her mentality finally returned to the realm that a master of the Heavenly Fortune Out of Body List should have, and began to cultivate and enlighten the Tao. Now that she saw Hua Xia Jiu advance, she was even happier than seeing herself promoted.

Not all of the disciples on the Netherworld Mountain who watched Huaxia Jiu's advancement, even less than half, and they quickly dispersed. And the movement caused by Huaxia Jiu's promotion did not last long, and the aura vortex slowly dissipated.

At the same time, the first person in the Ruthless One Pulse Dan Realm was in the Cold-blooded Cave Mansion.

The cold-blooded son looked at the only Blood Monarch in front of him, and felt that the power of the soul contract in the Blood Monarch was getting weaker and weaker, and his control over the out-of-body late-stage senior in the same vein was getting smaller and smaller.

He knew in his heart that as long as the power of this soul contract disappeared completely, or even did not have to disappear completely, that senior would kill him at all costs. And under the pursuit of a late-stage out-of-body master, he has almost no chance of survival. Even if he stayed in the cave mansion all the time, relying on the power of the cave protection formation, he would only live a little longer, and the other party would definitely be willing to spend any price to invite the formation master to break the cave protection formation.

He still couldn't understand why Huaxia Jiu's Blood Monarch was obtained by this senior of the same lineage, if he knew that the soul contract with him was a strong person in the late stage of the out-of-body stage, he would definitely not spend the soul contract talisman that he spent 100,000 contribution points to get.

Because, even if he is already in the realm of consummation of the pill, it is still too different from the late stage of the out-of-body stage, although the power of the soul contract is weird and wonderful, but in the case of such a big difference in the soul realm, the utility is already less than one-tenth of the original.

In fact, it was also because of the existence of this one-tenth of the power of the soul contract that the senior of the same lineage did not come to kill him in the first time of returning to the sect.

This is also related to the special situation of the Ruthless Pulse, in the Ruthless Pulse there has never been a disciple in person, everyone cultivates the same exercises, and the cultivation resources are the same at the beginning, but the competition between them is also the most cruel, and they change their status through fighting to get more cultivation resources.

Otherwise, with the talent of the first person in the cold-blooded Zihua Dan, there should be a master who asks the Great Cultivator, and if so, this matter can be easily solved.

Under the pressure of the shadow of death, the cold-blooded man pondered for many days, and finally thought of the only way to survive.

He was only promoted to the early stage of out-of-body life, and it was not the beginning of ordinary out-of-body life. Only in this way can he not only have the power to resist under the pursuit and killing of that fellow senior, but also have a good chance of truly controlling the soul of this fellow senior and becoming his own blood servant.

And with his current realm cultivation, if he wanted to be promoted to the out-of-body realm in a short period of time, he naturally needed an extremely risky and cruel and painful method.

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