There are a total of three large forces in the Eastern Desert, one is the Heavenly Mandate Alliance led by the Taiyi Sect, the other is the Ghost Soul Society led by the Broken Ghost Gate, and the other is the Dhara Sect of the Dhara Country!

In terms of individual strength, not to mention alliances and the like, the strength of the Dhara Sect can be said to be the first in the Eastern Desert, much stronger than the Taiyi Sect and the Broken Sect, and there are more than ten elders of the Dhara Sect.

Although the strength of the Dhara Sect is the strongest, it has always lived in the Dhara country at the very edge of the Eastern Desert, and has never expanded, nor has it participated in the open and secret battles between the major sects of the Eastern Desert, and the major sects of the Eastern Desert do not deal with the Dhara Sect, making the Dhara Sect seem to be an outsider 'person' in the Eastern Desert.

In the main hall of the Dhara's Sect Master's Peak, a tall male cultivator knelt at the lower end, his face was full of respect, and he didn't dare to look at the person at the top end.

At the upper end of the main hall, it is not the decoration of ordinary sects - wide seats, here is a large bed with silk satin, and the figures in it are confused, and from time to time there are coquettish laughter.

The breeze blew, and the silk satin was blown slightly, revealing a large white flower inside.

"How is the seed of the Blood Mandala Flower in the temple growing, and can it meet the requirements of channeling!" A coquettish laugh came from inside the big bed.

The man below bowed respectfully to the ground, and respectfully opened his mouth to report: "Report to the sect master, the growth degree of that spirit seed has reached ninety, and it will be able to complete maturity in another ten years, and you can perform psychic skills." ”

"Yes, yes, with this spirit seed, you will be able to communicate with Lord Holy Spirit, and then you won't be across the sects, but you want to see how this group of guys from the Eastern Desert can stop this sect, if you can use the Holy Spirit Lord to hit them hard, this sect can also expand its territory a little!" There was a burst of coquettish laughter from the big bed, gurgling like silver bells.

"Tell the sect master, there is still one more thing to report to his subordinates, and there is news from the temple that the holy weapon has severed contact with the Holy Spirit Lord more frequently, and now it is once a month!"

"Oh, is that really the case, is the world really broken to this point, it's only been five hundred years, it's changed from once every ten years to once a month, the prophecy of the Holy Spirit has come true, the vitality of heaven and earth is about to be greatly decayed, and there will be a great weakening within a hundred years!" The female voice on the big bed came again, but this time it was not smiling, but rather heavy.

In the hazy gauze satin, there was a ** slender figure who got up, held a man's chin with both hands, and sucked it gently, the man instantly withered, turned into a skeleton, and fell apart directly.

The slender figure pulled a piece of silk, slightly covering the spring light on his body, that is, he carried his beautiful feet, slowly walked down from the big bed, and said faintly: "If you don't advance to the gods in a hundred years, you will never have a chance, the heaven and the earth are locked, and the gods will not come out, and after tens of thousands of years, the vitality will pass, and the infancy period will be a legend, hundreds of thousands of years later, there will be no immortal cultivators in the world, only to get out, how easy it is to talk about it, a hundred years to become a god, so unrealistic!"

"The sect master doesn't need to worry, isn't there a method of smuggling the Holy Spirit, the sect master still has a chance to win a glimmer of opportunity, and the Holy Spirit Lord also said that as long as he gets that thing, he will definitely help the sect master to transcend!" The man kneeling on the ground continued to worship respectfully.

"Heh, one in 100,000 hope, is also hope? As for that thing, it has been in the cliff cave for tens of thousands of years, and no one has ever taken it out! Sometimes I think it's good to die here, of course, the premise is that you accompany me, so you have to hurry up and get married!" The fair nun was half draped in silk, picked up the male cultivator on the ground, and walked slowly towards the outside of the main hall.

Inside the Danzong Corpse King Peak, a large black bell was filled with crystal liquid, and in this crystal liquid was a silver corpse with golden wings sitting half-sitting, sitting quietly, as if it was soaking in a hot spring.

The silver corpse was motionless, but the crystal liquid in the bell continued to exude a rich moonlight, and it took the initiative to drill into the silver corpse, refining the body of the silver corpse without stopping, so that the silver on the hair on its body slowly receded, replaced by a stream of gold!

And right here, the silver corpse's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, raised his left hand slightly, and controlled a wisp of black gas in the palm of his hand to swim continuously.

This wisp of corpse qi is too peculiar, dark and shiny, very, very pure, from the inside to the outside reveals an evil aura, just where it is suspended, let the surrounding corpses race, just like a king travels, the world retreats.

"The qi of the first corpse has moved again, it seems that it is attracted by the thing in the cliff cave, hehe, after waiting for a thousand years, the body of this golden corpse is about to be completed, but I want to see how a dead thing can shake me back!" The silver corpse laughed, and with one mouth, he swallowed the black wisp of the palm of his hand.

At the same time, not only the Eastern Desert, but also the other three cultivation places outside the Underworld Bone Plateau, some top sects have begun to prepare, of course, in addition to the major sects, there are also some strong and ruthless scattered cultivators, ready to fish in troubled waters, to meet a grand event in the immortal cultivation world thirty years later, a grand event that may be stained with blood.

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Thirty years later, the level of the people involved is too high, all of them are the existence of the sect's elder level, and the monks of the Dan period are not qualified to enter the game, so the upper level of this immortal cultivation world is about to come, but the lower level of the immortal cultivation world is calm and calm, and it is still the same as before.

Zhuang Yun grabbed the storage bag, got off the flying magic weapon, walked to the gap in the mountain, hesitated outside for a long time, and did not break the surrounding rubble, and entered the gap, she was very worried, she didn't know if she could go up again.

My finger worm seemed to notice Zhuang Yun's hesitation, so he stretched the body of the insect slightly, and suddenly frightened Zhuang Yun's face pale, and begged for mercy again and again, and immediately used a magic weapon to break through the surrounding rubble and enter the deepest part of the mountain crevice.

It's still the way she left, it's been more than ten days, where is this surnamed Zhu, she hasn't moved, and she looks like she's really dead.

went up to investigate, and Zhuang Yun found that the person surnamed Zhu still had soul fluctuations, but he was still asleep at this time.

As if feeling that Zhuang Yun was a little rubbing, my finger worm moved again, opened his mouth slightly, and was about to bite Zhuang Yun's heart, so frightened that Zhuang Yun immediately begged for mercy, and immediately turned over the storage bag and took out two things, a blood-colored stone and a blood-colored wood.

"This is the Blood Soul Stone and the Blood Dragon Wood that I got in exchange, both of which are good spiritual objects that nourish the flesh and blood, so let's use it for him!" Zhuang Yun hurriedly stepped forward, which made the Finger Worm curl up into a ball again.

Being in the hands of life and death, there is no other choice, I can only help the surname Zhu recover, I only hope that the surname Zhu can come back to life to take care of her saving grace and spare her life! I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fan Dao" with more like-minded people, WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~