"This is where the golden corpse hides."

Mobei pointed to the pyramid standing in the desert, and his eyes were momentarily lost. Thousands of zhang high, 1,200 zhang long at the bottom, the whole pyramid is constructed by 2.5 million pieces of thousands of huge stones, the white bones are abundant, the blood stains are stained, under each piece of the boulder that looks like glory, there is a thick breath of death, the soul roars, under the majestic pyramid, how many ordinary people's corpses are buried.

Feeling the dead air from the pyramid, Mingyuan's expression rarely changed somewhat. Soul death has always been the home of the underworld, even if the fierce ghost is, the soul lamp is a little, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake easily.

"There are still seven days left before the official opening of this place, and in the meantime, everyone had better adjust their state first."

As he spoke, Mobei glanced at Li Muyu, who was in the dust, and it was obvious that this sentence was mainly for him.

"Okay."

Everyone bowed their heads, and everyone had no objection to Mobei's words, and after a while of silence, several people found a place near the pyramid again, set up an enchantment, and did not speak, quietly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate.

In seven days, their operation to the ancient country of Loulan will be officially launched, whether it is auspicious or vicious, it is an unknown certainty. This time, the Heavenly Court entrusted it with a lot of responsibility, so this task can only be succeeded and not defeated, and besides, being expelled from Loulan will be deprived of half of his luck. Maybe this kind of thing, for ordinary people, may be an ethereal existence. But for these creatures, luck is real and cannot be regretted.

The atmosphere was a little solemn, and everyone quietly quieted down, even if some of them would be kicked out, but if one of them could be guaranteed to complete the mission of the Heavenly Court in the end, then the luck lost by the others could not only be replenished, but also the rewards they shared were extremely rich, even if it was for these things outside their bodies, they had to fight hard.

The solemn eyes suddenly ignited a raging fighting spirit, and if it didn't succeed, it would become a benevolent.

Fight!

Seven days may seem like a long time, but for a cultivator, it is nothing more than a meditation and cultivation.

In Yunzhou, in addition to Kunlun and Shushan, many medium-sized sects have come one after another: Sunufeng, Taiyizong, Confucianism......

In addition to the four major demon sects of the Sea of Blood, the Five Poisons, the Eight Desolations, and the Flowers in Jizhou, many other small sects were directly incorporated into the hands of the four demons in a domineering manner, and there was no room for resistance at all.

In addition to these two states, it is the Qingzhou Buddhist Sect, which has always been transcendent, and the Lingzhou team composed of five Li Muyu. It can be said that at this time, except for the evil cultivators of Leizhou who have been hiding in the dark, the forces that can be ranked in the other four states are all gathered here.

"Have you heard, a few days ago, several disciples of Kunlun were actually calculated by an evil cultivator in Leizhou, and not only that, but also a lot of Shushan monks who came to help one after another."

In the Jizhou camp, there were many Demon Sect disciples who looked at the direction of Yunzhou with a gloating expression, and in their tones, they were all happy to see it.

"A group of sanctimonious hypocrites, those evil cultivators in Leizhou can only trap them, if they fall into the hands of our demon gate, hum!"

The person who replied was not as gloating as the former, but there was more sadness in his tone. The relationship between the two camps of Dao and Demon has always been the same as fire and water, and no one can look down on anyone, usually if one side is pitted, the other side will not mention how happy it will be. It's just that this time it was not the forces of other states that attacked Yunzhou, but the Leizhou evil cultivator who was shouted and beaten by everyone.

Although the Tao and the demon are incompatible, at most it is because of the disagreement in philosophy. One advocates that there is no action in the world, and the Tao is natural; The other advocates natural selection, taking all things into one. It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad, the two are different, but they have the same path, and in the end, it's all about seeking immortals and asking demons, and pursuing the avenue. But the evil cultivators are not, they are already rotten from the roots.

Race is always a hurdle that every living creature can never overcome, even if a person is out of line, but if he does not turn his back on his race, it is not an unforgivable sin after all. But the evil cultivators are different, or humans or demons, even if they have the blood of the same clan, from the core, they are no longer considered to be creatures of Kyushu.

Kill everything, take everything, no relatives, no sects, even which state they came from, they may have forgotten everything.

There is nothing that cannot be betrayed, and there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed, even if it is blood relatives, in their eyes, they have long been no different from pigs and dogs, let alone people of the same race?

This kind of person should be killed!

Time passed little by little, and the time for the opening of the pyramid was getting closer and closer, and temptation, suspicion, and imminent movement, a very delicate atmosphere, grew among the people.

The long sword stood at his side, dressed in white, and the eldest grandson Zhu with a cold temperament was standing quietly at the head of Shu Mountain. As the first person in the inner gate of Shushan, the weight of the task assigned to him by the sect this time can be said to be extremely heavy. Whether it is joining forces with Kunlun or leading the disciples of Shushan to compete for the golden corpse, every step is related to his splendid future, and there is absolutely no room for loss!

Looking up, this time the Jizhou Demon Gate is still led by the Blood Sea Sect, supplemented by the other three sects, to deal with the other three state forces. And the leader of the Blood Sea Sect this time is also a very famous genius recently, Peng Longren.

His eyes swept over one by one, Han Xiaotian of the Five Poison Mountains, Xin Jiu, the Witch of the Eight Desolations, and Xue Shan of the Eight Desolation Sects, each of them was a well-known genius in the Demon Gate, and their cultivation was at the peak of the foundation building period, and among them, Peng Longren of the Blood Sea Sect had already stepped into the threshold of Jindan with half a foot, and it was just for the sake of the trip to Loulan that he would suppress his cultivation.

The brows furrowed slightly, and the face of the eldest grandson Zhu gradually became solemn, in addition to the old opponent of Jizhou, there are also two hard stubbles of Qingzhou Buddhism and Lingzhou Heavenly Court, but they are just ......

Changsun Zhu's gaze glanced at Qing and Lingzhou, whether it was Qingzhou or Lingzhou, the people sent by these two states this time were all new faces, and he couldn't even name them.

"Heavenly Court only sent five people over this time, I'm afraid that as soon as I entered, I would fold inside."

His eyes flickered brightly and darkly, in fact, in his heart, the only one who could confront Yunzhou was Jizhou. Although there are a lot of people sent by the Qingzhou Buddhist Sect this time, his Buddhist forces have always been good at defending and not attacking, and they are afraid that they will suffer losses in it, and Lingzhou ......

Eldest Sun Zhu shook his head, Shinto is different from humanity after all. The luck of the humane monk, if it is gone, it will be gone, after all, it is just a few inner disciples in the sect, and it will not shake the foundation of the sect at all. But the Heavenly Court of Lingzhou is different, especially the innate gods.

The luck of everyone in Shinto is very precious, and it is impossible to send so many cannon fodder in front of them. If the gods are damaged, the Lingzhou will be damaged, and if one is injured, the heavenly court will put on a tough attitude that will not die. Therefore, although the five people of Heavenly Court could use some means to kick them out in secret, on the surface, they couldn't let Heavenly Court catch the slightest trick.

"Eldest grandson Daoyou, what are you thinking?"

A gentle female voice sounded in her ears, pulling back the eldest grandson Zhu who was deep in thought.

"It's nothing, thank you Su Daoyou for your concern."

"Yes, you're welcome."

Kunlun's team leader Su Yan glanced in the direction where the eldest grandson Zhu was looking, raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth were still smiling like a spring breeze, and he responded softly, then stood quietly at the head of Kunlun's disciples, and stopped speaking.

Couldn't she guess what he was thinking now?

"Lingzhou ......"

Hehe, it's not a threat to them yet.

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