Yeongcheon-gun, the deepest part of the mountain range.

The topography here is very special.

The mountains and rivers and walls of the two thousand miles of Yingchuan converge towards this place like thousands of streams returning to the sea, and they become extremely gentle, paving towards the boulders under the feet of the false infant realm monks.

The whole body of this boulder is the color of iron gray, and the lines on it are constantly flowing and changing, which seems to contain a strange power.

Thousands of zhang away, Gu Qing looked at this boulder from afar.

He only felt that his gaze was being distorted.

The deepest terrain of the mountain range here is like the vast earth, being absorbed and swallowed by this boulder, giving Gu Qing, who has just arrived here, an extremely shocking feeling.

He calmed down a little and glanced at the field.

Between the many low mountain ranges where the water flows towards this boulder, waves of monks with different cultivations are either upright and upright, revealing their identities, or hiding their heads and tails, covering their faces and cultivation breath.

Among them, the closest to the red pillar of light were four people whose cultivation was unknown, and these four people sat cross-legged around the red pillar of light, each of them no more than ten feet away from the iron gray stone.

"These four people should be formation masters."

Gu Qing guessed the identities of these four people.

The Danding Sect and the Danding Sect's Dan Masters, since they want to open the Absolute Spirit Land in a forbidden state, they will naturally invite the formation masters, and the formation path cultivation of these four people will never be as simple as the first grade or the second grade, Gu Qing feels that the formation path cultivation of these four people should not be lower than the third grade.

Then there are the monks of the Danding faction and the Danding sect.

These two groups of monks were dressed in the uniform of the sect and sat dozens of feet away from the red pillar of light.

Gu Qing was among the waves of people and saw the yellow peach.

Further out, there are the cultivators of other sects.

Among the monks of the Xianhe Sect, there were Gu Qing in the ruins of the Chen Kingdom, Uncle Meng Yue, who had seen in the Xianhe station, and Lu Su, a white-haired young man who had seen the first peak disciple at the Xianhe Sect Monk Fair.

In addition, there are many familiar faces of Gu Qing.

Sikong Xuan, as well as Zhou Lian who Gu Qing saw when he came out of the valley, and Sun Yushan and Sun Hao of the Sun family, and many senior brothers and sisters who Gu Qing couldn't name.

"The three immortal sects in Huifeng Valley have so many people here."

Gu Qing's eyes were a little strange.

On the side of the monks of the Xianhe Sect, among the monks from the Purple Cloud Sect, there are probably twice as many monks as the monks sent by the Xianhe Sect, and Gu Qing saw Chu Zihan and Jiaokong who had been with them all the way in Tianbei County.

The monks of Jinyangmen are far away from the cultivation of the Xianhe faction.

Lei Yunyang, who had fought with Gu Qing before the ruins, stood behind a young man with blond hair standing up.

This young man with blonde hair standing up, wearing a golden coat, his chest was exposed, his height was nearly a foot, his muscles and flesh were coiled like a dragon, and there was a dazzling golden light circulating around his body, this golden light gathered and changed, and the moment Gu Qing looked at the past, the speed of change suddenly accelerated.

"Huh?"

The young man with blonde hair standing up, Huo Ran opened his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Gu Qing.

The eyes of the two of them intertwined in mid-air.

Like a big sun suddenly appearing in front of him, Gu Qing only felt a little scorched in his soul, he didn't move at all, and walked straight towards Luo Lingrui not far ahead.

In a few glances, most of the monks here Gu Qing did not see clearly, such as Chen Guoxianmen, the concubine Qingying of the Yanggu Sect and other cultivators, the reason why they rushed to the Xiuzhen Dafang in Huifeng Valley was most likely to come to the place of the absolute spirit here to get a foot, so he had never seen this woman, of course, it was not ruled out that this woman had not arrived at this time, or for some reason, this woman covered her appearance and cultivation aura.

But just after a few glances, Gu Qing also knew that the opening of the Absolute Spirit Land this time attracted many monks.

"I'm afraid there are six or seven thousand."

Gu Qing was a little shocked in his heart.

Among these six or seven thousand cultivators, there were very few monks in the early stage of Qi refining, and most of them were in the middle stage of Qi refining, the late stage of Qi refining, and even the cultivation of the foundation building period.

Coming to a slightly low-lying mountain pit, the white dragon, who had been walking in front of Gu Qing to lead the way, bowed slightly.

"Lord."

The face under the white dragon's mask was full of respect.

This slightly low-lying mountain pit should be pressed by some kind of huge force, there is a heavy slope in the pit, on this gentle slope, three graceful figures sit cross-legged, sitting in the front is naturally a golden robe, not half of the cultivation for the breath of Luo Lingrui.

"Master."

Gu Qing came to Luo Lingrui and saluted with a fist.

Luo Lingrui sat behind the two female cultivators, one green and one purple, hearing Gu Qing's words, one of them was dressed in green clothes and had a beautiful face, her smart eyes were a little strange, staring at Gu Qing's body, and the other person's face was a little mature, her beautiful eyes were charming, and her expression changed for a moment when she heard the words.

The white dragon on Gu Qing's side also changed slightly when he heard this, and quietly glanced at Gu Qing with a more gloomy gaze.

Luo Lingrui's face was shrouded in white light, and she couldn't see her expression.

"Black Dragon, how are those two things refined?"

Her tone was indifferent, not fluctuating.

"If you return to the master, the sacrifice has been completed." Gu Qing once again respectfully clenched his fists and responded to Luo Lingrui's inquiry.

"Good! You and the white dragon sit down at will. ”

Luo Lingrui said.

"Yes." Gu Qing responded.

Then he found a position behind Luo Lingrui's side, took out the futon, held a medium-grade spirit stone of the water genus in his hand, sat cross-legged on it, his eyes slightly closed, and breathed.

The white dragon also restrained the gloom in his eyes and found a place to sit down.

In the previous fight, his consumption was not small.

He just wanted to test the strength of this newly acquired registered disciple of the Lord, who would have thought that this person would have such a treasure, and he almost didn't kill him with just one arrow.

Half an hour later, Gu Qing's eyes opened slightly.

He glanced at the white dragon not far from his side.

I saw that this person's body was shrouded in a dense spiritual light, and the aura between heaven and earth, with this person's breath, broke free from the strange suction of the white wall in the distance, and quickly converged towards this person, and the medium-grade spirit stone in this person's hand became gray at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Could it be that this person is a Heavenly Spirit Root?"

Gu Qing's heart moved.

He withdrew his gaze.

The cultivation of this white dragon is at the tenth layer of qi refining, and there are two female cultivators, one blue and one purple, behind Luo Lingrui, whose cultivation is unknown.

In fact, if it weren't for the previous battle between the white dragon and Gu Qing, even if the white dragon was in a state of cultivation at this moment, Gu Qing wouldn't even be able to see the white dragon's cultivation at all.

These three people are all a little extraordinary.

As for Luo Lingrui, not to mention.

The cultivation of this female cultivator must be in the foundation building period, but the foundation building is ninefold, and it is unknown how many times this woman is in the first place.

Gu Qing glanced around a few times.

New monks continued to arrive.

In the distance in the thick red pillar of light, there was a red illusory light wheel hanging behind him, and the immortal wind Dao bone cultivator wearing a red big qi still closed his eyes and waited.

What are you waiting for?

Gu Qing glanced at the night with feeling.

Perhaps, it was waiting for dawn.

……

Following.

The sun is rising.

The old man of the fairy wind dao bone in the red pillar of light, his body that had been silent for a long time moved slightly, and his eyes opened.

Deep eyes, ancient wells without waves.

"The time has come."

The old man's grand voice has resounded for hundreds of miles.

"The old man Zhongsun Li, now here, take advantage of the purple qi of the rising sun, steal the opportunity of heaven and earth, transport the ban of the four times, open the great array, wait, quickly help the old man." The old man's eyes swept the four array masters sitting cross-legged around a few thick pillars of red light.

"Obey the decree of the three elders." The four formation masters all got up from their seats, and respectfully clenched their fists and said to the old man.

The red pillar of light, which was a few feet thick, together with the illusory light wheel behind the old man of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, entered the old man's body in an instant.

Immediately, the four formation masters each looked at each other a few times, and they should have exchanged words with the sound before flying towards the big rock.

All the cultivators in the field had already stood up when Zhongsun left to speak.

Gu Qing stood in the crowd, looking at the iron-gray boulder from afar, the four of them exuded the power of the foundation building period, and their expressions were solemn and continued to play out one prohibition after another.

The prohibition that fell on the iron-gray boulder was divided into five colors.

Among them, the four-color prohibition came from the four formation masters of the foundation building period, and the purple prohibition was condensed by the Zhongsun in mid-air and hit the iron-gray boulder below.

Gradually.

The five-colored spiritual light submerged the iron gray boulder as the center of a dozen zhang square, and the internal situation was no longer clear.

Luo Lingrui glanced sideways slightly, scanning the four people behind her.

These four people were all carefully selected by her, with good qualifications, and there was even one person who cultivated the divine will that can only be comprehended in the later stages of foundation building.

The bodies of these four people have all been planted with soul seeds by her.

This soul species is the cultivation of the death of the Black Hell Demon Palace, and some of the remaining divine soul power is refined by the secret method of the Black Hell Demon Temple.

After entering the Demon Spirit Stream, the spiritual power of these four people will soon be exhausted, and at that time, she can activate this soul seed, and she can make the four cultivators of the Black Prison Demon Temple, who have already died, be reborn in another way, and thus, she can get a lot of rewards from the Demon Palace.

Although this trip has another purpose, if it can easily earn a lot of extra money, Luo Lingrui is still very willing.

"After entering the Demon Spirit Stream, we will be separated."

Luo Lingrui glanced at the four of them a few times and spoke indifferently.

She threw out four small black signs, Gu Qing and the other four people caught them, the texture of this small black brand was not gold or stone, it was extremely smooth, and there was no word.

"With this card, you can sense each other's directions, and after you enter the Demon Spirit Stream, quickly find me to meet."

Luo Lingrui continued to speak.

"Yes."

Gu Qing and the other four responded in unison.

After waiting for nearly two hours, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a huge black mantra spread out in all directions, and most of the monks who were waiting nearby were shot out, and then an extremely pure black light tore through the five-colored spiritual light that submerged the iron-gray boulder near a radius of more than ten zhang, and in an instant, the sky rose from the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth.

The newly lit canopy of the sky instantly dimmed.

The blue sky seemed to be torn apart, and the dark extraterritorial starry sky appeared above the heads of the cultivators, and countless black subtle lightning bolts, following the extremely pure black light, quickly hooked together, turning into a thick thunder pillar, condensing from the extraterrestrial starry sky, and falling towards the cultivators whose complexion had changed greatly.

"Gather!"

An old snort came out of the mouth of the red-colored big and immortal wind dao bone cultivator who revealed his body.

This Xiu slammed his grip towards the sky, and this giant thunder pillar dozens of zhang thick entered his hand in the blink of an eye, and was thrown away by him lightly towards the black light in front of him.

"Broken!"

The old man drank low again.

In his hand, a black lightning bolt fell.

The sound of something shattering was heard.

The black light, cut in half by this black lightning.

Immediately, a huge suction force diffused from the iron-gray boulder shrouded in black light.

Under the cover of this suction force, the land of Yingchuan seems to turn into seawater, pouring towards the bottomless sea eye, and the strong earthquake spreads from the hinterland of the industry country to the northwest countries.

"Hurry into the Demon Spirit Stream."

The old man said this, and then flew back, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, the figure of the four foundation building stage formation masters closest to the Demon Spirit Stream, had already submerged into the source of the suction in the next moment, covering the iron-gray boulder, a cloud-like gray light cluster, wrapped in the light gate.

Hearing the old man's words, all the cultivators were excited, and they used their own means to quickly rush towards the gray light cluster.

Gu Qing stepped on his feet, and his body turned into a ball of white light.

He flew away behind Luo Lingrui, and with this woman carrying the first wave of gray cloaked slaps, he and the four cultivators such as Bailong had not consumed half a cent of spiritual power.

Following this suction, Gu Qing quickly submerged into the gray light and passed through the light gate leading to the Demon Spirit Stream.