Nine suns stepping on the sky

I don't know who leaked the news first, but the news that the mysterious treasure Sifang City came out spread in this area at an extremely fast speed, attracting many monks who wanted to seize the treasure.

The remote, quiet and huge ravine is now full of people. At least forty or fifty monks surrounded the city, looking at the thin layer of blue light, their faces showed sorrow.

For a monk, the most painful punishment in this world is nothing more than being unable to collect the treasure right in front of his eyes, and reluctant to leave it, so he can only stare at the greedy with wide-eyed eyes.In the past two days, each of them has exhausted their means, but none of them can get the approval of Sifang City to collect it.

There were also people who doubted whether this treasure in the city already had an owner, but in the blink of an eye, they were sprayed with saliva and received countless blank stares.If it were you, would you watch your treasure being refined over and over again without moving?

They couldn't bear this kind of thing, let alone a powerful monk who was supposed to be able to subdue this treasure, what a joke!

There is no logical error in this idea, so even if no monk has successfully succeeded in the past two days, no one has been thinking in this direction, they are just thinking hard about what method to use.

But from the simplest blood drop, soul branding, to the complicated and profound secret techniques such as sacrifice and soul fusion, they have been tried countless times, but they are useless at all.

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, and the powerful coercion directly enveloped the entire gully, "A group of generals are also trying to refine the emperor's artifact. It's really delusional! If you don't want to die, let me get out of here!"

Before the voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared in midair. He was dressed in a gray linen robe, with a small purple-gold sword stuck in his high hair, and his sharp and gloomy eyes swept across the surroundings coldly.

Monarch monk!

The faces of the people here changed drastically, without any hesitation, they stepped back at the same time, with respect and awe on their faces.

Exile Xinghai is a forgotten place isolated from the world, without any rules of order, just a simple belief that the strong are respected like a beast.Once you provoke a high-level monk, even if you are beheaded, no one will intervene.

"Huh!" With a slight hum, the monk of the gods took a step forward, and his figure appeared directly outside the Sifang City. He just sensed it a little, and a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes uncontrollably.

The power of the city in front of him is probably higher than he expected, if he takes it into his hands, who would be his opponents among those old immortals who usually oppose him!

As soon as he thought about it, the person suddenly raised his hand and tore it fiercely forward.

In his opinion, since this blue light hinders the refinement, it should be broken!

boom--

The void vibrated, and a big blue hand emerged all the time, grabbing directly at the blue light outside the city. As soon as the two touched, the blue light trembled violently, and broke apart with a "pop" in a blink of an eye.

The god monk was slightly stunned. With the aura of the square city, this guardian force should not be defeated so easily.

But soon he thought that maybe it was because of the continuous attempts of these god-level cultivators that consumed most of its power, so it could be suppressed so easily.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the gate of Sifang City slowly opened without a sound, and the surrounding gasps suddenly became thicker.

The scene in front of him is really too tempting. After all, if there is nothing wrong, as long as he enters the city at this time, he will be able to recover this treasure smoothly.

The monk Shenjun sneered, his powerful aura erupted suddenly, and his eyes swept slowly, "You better be honest, otherwise I don't mind making a move, and let the blood stain the ground here red!"

Those countless fiery eyes froze for a moment, and then there was a bit of fear, and then it occurred to him that in front of him was a strong man in the realm of the gods, and fighting for treasures with him was courting death.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and the cultivator of the gods turned his eyes to the gate of the city, and greed appeared in his eyes, which inevitably gave rise to other twists and turns. The figure of this person turned into a phantom and flew directly into it.

Swah——

After a whirlwind, the figure of this monk appeared inside the city. The tidy long street was dead silent, and there was a faint sound of biting and chewing. In this quiet environment, he seemed extraordinarily sober.

His face changed slightly, and he suddenly felt something was wrong, but when he turned around to look, the city gate behind him was sealed, and he couldn't find the way to come.

But the so-called art masters are bold, majestic monks, and have a firm mind, so they will not be easily scared off. At this moment, they sneered, and the figure under their feet roared forward.

He wants to see what is so mysterious here.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"... The closed door was suddenly smashed through, and black shadows jumped out of it, roaring in a low voice and opening their mouths, bringing a strong smell of corpses.

The monk Shenjun let out an angry snort, and the berserk aura erupted from his body immediately. Amidst the agitation, the space around him turned into a meat grinder!

All the black shadows that approached this person were instantly crushed, and countless viscous slurry was sprinkled down!

His figure moved forward quickly, and wherever he passed, the ground was directly covered by purple-red minced meat and black mucus, and the stench in the air suddenly rose again, making people want to vomit.

I don't know what happened, but the mummies in the hidden building went completely berserk at this moment, lured by the breath of fresh flesh and blood, rushing desperately like flying insects to the fire, one after another!

Even with the power of the gods, under such a frenzied attack that is not afraid of death, his progress was delayed for a long time.

When the monk broke into the outer city, the ground behind him was soaked in purple and black flesh, and no mummy survived.

But there was no joy or complacency on his face, instead his brows were furrowed, showing a bit of gloom.

The attacks of these mummy were too violent and weird, as if they were being manipulated by someone.

Could it be that there are other monks in this city?

Just when he thought of this, his heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly looked up at the gate of the inner city ahead, a silver-robed figure was walking out slowly, his handsome face was full of cruelty.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and the monk Shenjun's heart suddenly trembled, and he felt an inexplicable panic.

Who on earth is this person, who would cause him to have such a strange feeling with the respect of a god.

At this moment, the figure who came out of the inner city suddenly said, "In recognition of your meritorious service in destroying the corpses in the outer city, I will give you a chance to worship under my command and become my slave." The voice was indifferent, echoing continuously in the air.

The monk Shenjun's face suddenly changed, and then he showed anger, "Don't pretend to be a ghost here, although I don't know who you are, but since you fell into my hands today, you can never get out of your body!"

He raised his hand violently, and the small purple-gold sword on his head shot out immediately, facing the wind and turning into a sword shadow several feet in size, with an extremely fierce aura, it slashed down brazenly.

Although he said it was tough, this person had already given all his strength in this blow, and he didn't dare to hold back even a single point.

The silver-robed figure frowned, but didn't respond to the terrifying sword, just raised his hand and shook it lightly.

Rumbling--

In the calm emptiness, a turbulent wave suddenly set off, sweeping like a storm, directly suppressing the slashing sword shadow, and immediately revealing the Zijin Xiaojian's body.

hum-

hum-

It trembled violently and burst out with powerful sharp energy, but it couldn't break free from it at all.

The expression of the monk Shenjun suddenly changed, and there was shock in his eyes, but under the shock, there was some uncontrollable panic.But at this moment.Without waiting for him to respond, the silver-robed figure opened his palm and pressed down lightly.

He let out a muffled grunt, and the gray square bricks under his feet cracked inch by inch, like a mountain fell on his shoulders and was crushed to the ground.

"Are you surrendering?" The silver-robed figure spoke slowly, his eyes expressionless.

The monk Shenjun showed fear on his face, and no longer cared about maintaining the majesty of the Shenjun, he said sharply: "I would like to surrender to you!" This person has no doubt that if he continues to be tough at this time, the people in front of him will definitely not hesitate to kill him. obliterate.

"Relax your mind, I want to plant a control restriction in your soul." As he spoke, the silver-robed figure waved his sleeves, and a black blood evil spirit flew out immediately, turning into a rune while twisting, and directly penetrated into it. At the point between the eyebrows of this person, it disappears into the flesh and blood.

The monk Shenjun trembled slightly and showed pain on his face. When he returned to normal, the terrifying pressure had dissipated. This person hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully, "My subordinate Li Zuyu, see you sir!"

The voice is extremely respectful.

The silver-robed figure turned around and left, but an indifferent voice came into his ears clearly, "I grant you the qualification of a city that you can't control for the time being, take this treasure and leave immediately."

As soon as the words fell, the gate of the inner city slammed shut.

A trace of doubt flashed in Li Zuyu's eyes, but before he had time to think about it, he felt an inexplicable connection between himself and the city below him.In just a split second, he directly crushed the thought that had just arisen in his heart... The ability to subdue such a powerful treasure is something he can't compete with.What's more, the rune in the depths of the soul exudes a trace of coldness, which is obviously not easy to deal with.

Taking a deep breath, this person flicked his sleeves, and a door of light appeared in front of him. He took a step forward, and his figure appeared directly outside.

Sweeping his eyes around, Li Zuyu suddenly stretched out his hand and made a move. With a burst of exclamation, the square city on the ground suddenly flew up, quickly shrunk and disappeared into his hands.

Swah——

The person turned around and directly used Teleportation, the figure disappeared, leaving only the many monks here full of annoyance and resignation.

……

Xiongfeng soared into the sky, on the halfway up the mountain, a broad platform was carved out with a long sword, and an exquisite cave was built in the depths.

This is the residence of Li Zuyu, a monk of the God Monarch.

After returning from the outside world that day, he drank all the monks who were serving him out of the cave, and locked himself inside alone, not knowing what he was doing.

But judging from the expression on his occasional appearance, he was not in a good mood, and when he served the monks, he immediately became more careful, for fear of accidentally offending him.

Li Zuyu was indeed very unhappy, more precisely, he was filled with regret, secretly hating why he was so greedy to collect treasures in the first place, otherwise why would he end up in the current situation.

Looking up at the miniature city that was carefully placed on the futon, his eyes could not help but become extremely complicated, and his mouth was bitter.

Suddenly, there was a faint flash of spiritual light in the void, and a figure appeared suddenly. He was dressed in a black robe, his face was slightly pale, but those dark eyes were bottomless, making people seem to get lost when they look down.

Li Zuyu was startled for a moment, but then he reacted abruptly and knelt down on one knee, "Your subordinates will refer to your master!"

Although the appearance was slightly different, and the breath was completely different, but the induction between the two let him know that the monk in front of him was the one who completely controlled his life and death.

This black-robed monk is naturally Mo Yu.

He glanced at him, turned around and sat down directly, and said indifferently: "This seat asks you to answer, I need you to tell all the information you know."