nine coffins

Chapter 218 The Soul Realm Cultivator of Tianhuang Gate

Nothing to say all night.On the second day, Beihan Tongtian Peak was crowded with people.Yesterday's competition of the three schools of spiritual realm had caused a sensation in the entire Northern Wilderness.

The news of the woman from the Eastern family, the demon cultivator of the Northern Cold Sect, the fall of the spiritual cultivator, and the surrender of the Tianhuang Sect was enough to shock the Northern Wilderness cultivators.

Therefore, there are more Beihuang monks who came today than yesterday, and there are even many Beihuang monks who just arrived last night.Today is the last highest-level competition of the three factions. It can be said that this battle will directly determine the future pattern of the Northern Wilderness.A monk who can come, how can he miss such a good situation.

His Majesty Beihan, the Qingshi Square has already been repaired.In the final battle between Amu and Dongfang Huan yesterday, the three giant pillars were damaged. The disciples of the Qianyun Cave of the Beihan Sect repaired it overnight, and now they are intact.

Qingshi Square is as brilliant as a mirror.

The monks from the Northern Wilderness who watched the shocking battle yesterday were all amazed.The Qianyun Cave of the Northern Cold Sect is the main training tool, but he did not expect the technique to be so miraculous.The magic circle of His Highness Beihan was repaired in such a short period of time.

At this time, the three factions are ready according to their positions.

Jiangxue Pavilion Li Xue took the direction, morale was low and lifeless.The loss of five spiritual monks and Dongfang Huan who died yesterday is not a big loss.

Today, no one appeared in Jiangxue Pavilion.Li Xuezhu only depends on how the Tianhuang Sect behaves before making a decision.

But the direction of Tianhuangmen is surprisingly quiet, nothing has changed from yesterday, and no new monks have appeared.The crowd in black robes still gave off a cold and oppressive feeling.

On the Northern Cold Sect's side, the morale should be relatively high, and the sluggishness of three days ago should be swept away.Although the cultivation bases of each peak and vein are far inferior to those of the other two sects, they are full of vigor and energy.

At this time, Amu stood in front of Beihanzong, glanced at the situation in the field, then greeted Bai Yifeng, and landed directly in the field.

"Today is the final battle of the three factions! In Xiabeihan Sect, Amu, who dare to ask Jiangxue Pavilion and Tianhuang Sect to compete!" Amu said loudly.He spoke directly, without the slightest nonsense.

Li Xuezhu of Jiangxue Pavilion shook his head, and said lightly: "There is no one left in Jiangxue Pavilion, and the two sects of Daoist friends, watching the sky and the northern cold, are showing their magical powers!"

Master Li Xue deserves to be the leader of a faction, even though he suffered a disastrous defeat yesterday, he still maintained the aura that the leader of a pavilion should have today.

Murong Huang of Tianhuangmen had expected Li Xuezhu's answer, so he couldn't help but sneer slightly.

"Tianhuangmen, a monk is going to end!" Murong Huang said calmly.

Then, bye, Murong Huang took out a golden talisman from his bosom and handed it to the monk in black.The monk in black took it, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Murong Huang didn't say how to deal with today's battle last night, so seeing the talisman at this time, the black-clothed monk was also at a loss.But he didn't ask too much, poured his spiritual power, and directly sacrificed to the air.

"Swiping" a circle of light spread out, and a small summoning teleportation circle actually appeared in the void.As soon as the summoning teleportation circle came out, the entire Northern Wilderness cultivator continued the feeling of yesterday, and there was another uproar.

Many new monks did not expect that Tianhuangmen would use a summoning teleportation method as soon as they appeared today
Although this summoning teleportation circle is small, it only refers to the number of characters he teleports at a time, not the distance.Well, I don’t know how far this distance is, maybe cross-domain is also possible.

Moreover, monks did not appear immediately after the magic circle came out, which meant that the summoning distance was extremely long, and most of them were summoned directly from the Tianhuang Gate in the western part of the Northern Wilderness.

The monks in the entire Northern Wilderness are looking forward to it. Using such a magic circle, the characters summoned must definitely be top-notch masters.At this time, even Amu frowned slightly.

It seems that Murong Huang must have made adequate preparations last night.

Goodbye, the teleportation circle in the void fluctuated.Immediately, an extremely powerful aura emanated, and then a thin black-robed man with a fairy sword on his back stepped out in one step.

As soon as the skinny black-robed man with the fairy sword on his back stepped out of the magic circle, the entire Northern Cold Sect's Tongtian Peak immediately stagnated.An inexplicable murderous aura instantly permeated the entire Northern Cold Sect Tongtian Peak.

In the void, several rays of brilliance appeared one after another, colorful and blurred.

Almost all the Beihan cultivators were startled, it was the seven layers of protection automatically activated by the Beihan Formation.You must know that the last time the seven layers of protection of the Northern Cold Formation were activated was the great battle 40 years ago.

"Cultivator in the Soul Realm!" The black-robed man with the fairy sword on his back was actually in the Soul Realm, otherwise he would never be able to activate the Northern Cold Protectorate Formation.When did Tianhuangzong have such a monk in the soul state, this is by no means the few high-level spiritual saints who can attack the soul state of Tianhuangzong.

Bai Yifeng's heart tightened suddenly. He and Amu briefly talked about today's battle last night, but the monks who appeared in the soul state still exceeded the two people's expectations.

Goodbye, the black-robed man is only middle-aged, but his expression is extremely indifferent, just like a stone carving.The body is straight, like a gun like a sword.

As soon as the man in black robe appeared, his aura was enough to shock the audience.

"Intermediate level of soul cultivation!" Li Xuezhu of Jiangxue Pavilion was the only person besides Amu who could see the cultivation level of this black-robed monk, so he couldn't help but gasped.

When did Tianhuangmen have soul cultivators?Since there are such monks, why bother to participate in the competition of the three sects?It doesn't make any sense.

Tianhuangmen, what is this for?Overnight, why use a talisman to summon at this time?
"A killer of middle-level soul-cultivation!" Amu reincarnated, the most sensitive thing is murderous aura.The murderous aura on this black-robed man was extremely heavy, most likely he was a professional killer in the cultivation world.

An intermediate soul-cultivating killer is really unimaginable.

Unexpectedly, Tianhuangmen really had a monk in the soul realm, Amu also frowned, and the soul cultivator in front of him always gave him a very weird feeling.

This weirdness was not due to the murderous aura of the man in black, but the overall feeling.

This feeling is very strange, this man in black seems to be different from the real soul cultivators such as the Ninth Elder of Xiangui Zong and Fu Hunzi, but he is definitely not the soul body of Kuxinzi in black and Mr. Wen of the Wild Soul Secret Realm
What kind of soul state is this?Amu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Can I kill this soul cultivator?" Amu couldn't help but think of the task given to him by the painstaking son in black.

Goodbye to the man in black robe who suddenly knelt down on one knee at Murong Huang, but he said expressionlessly: "Qing Kui sees the young master! I don't know why the young master summoned his subordinates?"

The action of kneeling on one knee, and the self-proclaimed "subordinate" made even Amu change his expression slightly.

Even if Murong Huang is the young master of Tianhuang Sect, a soul-level cultivator should be an absolute patriarch in Tianhuang Sect, and he would never perform such a big gift in front of Murong Huang, let alone call himself a subordinate.

A strong man at the level of soul cultivation actually claims to be a subordinate to this mortal Murong Huang. You must know that on the sea wasteland Shenzhou, that is, in the seven great fairy gates of the sea wasteland, monks at the level of soul cultivation are also absolute masters, not just grabbing Xiu Tong.

What kind of character is this Murong Huang?What capital does he have to control such a soul-level powerhouse.According to Amu's prediction, even Dongfang Huan, who was born in the Dongfang family just now, absolutely does not have such energy.

Now what interests Amu the most is not the soul-level cultivator on the field, but the Murong Huang who is strategizing and seems to be in control of everything.

This Murong Huang is exactly the same as Moxiu Xiao Luo, not even twin brothers are so similar.Those two people were a pure mirror image, which Amu couldn't understand.

At this time, Murong Huang said to the black robe indifferently: "Qingkui is free! The three factions of the Northern Wilderness are competing, and heroes emerge in large numbers! The Northern Cold Sect's demon cultivation skills are superb, so today I call you to come for a competition , to show my mighty power!"

Murong Huang's words were impeccable, the black-robed man who called himself Qingkui listened, without any superfluous expression, just nodded slightly, said "I obey", then stood up and walked towards Amu.

"Tianhuangmen monk Qingkui, invite Your Excellency to fight!" The black-robed Qingkui remained expressionless, as if nothing could make him feel the slightest bit of emotion.

However, the strong murderous aura emanating from Qing Kui made all the monks watching the battle feel heavily oppressed.It was almost a killing machine.

At this time, all those who can watch from a distance must be monks above the intermediate level of fixed cultivation, otherwise they will not be able to bear the aura of Qing Kui at all.

The distance between Amu and Qingkui is only a few feet, and that feeling is even stronger.At this time, Amu's Ten Thousand Demon Transformation Immortal Art has already been used, otherwise, as long as Qingkui's soul is pressed out, Amu will have nothing to do but capture him.

Facing the soul state, Amu can only be superficially calm and calm.

"What a Tianhuang Gate!" Amu looked at Qing Kui, then at Murong Huang who was calm and even a little absent-minded.

At this time, Amu felt that Murong Huang seemed to be playing a huge game of chess, and everything seemed to be a layout.Even Qing Kui, an intermediate soul cultivator, seems to be just a pawn that Murong Huang picked up at his fingertips.

It seems that Heiyi painstakingly said that he should be careful about Murong Huang, it was definitely not for nothing.

However, at this moment, Amu can't think too much, everything must be solved first before the middle-level soul-cultivation in front of him.

"Please!" Amu flipped over with one hand, and the black vines exuded black air, which was already in his hand.

According to Amu's prediction, the Qing Kui in front of him should not have the combat power of the Immortal Ghost Sect's Fuhunzi, after all, Qing Kui is also slightly lower in realm.

But as long as they are monks in the soul realm, even if they are only at the beginning level of soul cultivation, they have the ability to put Amu to death.

Therefore, Amu never dared to take it too seriously. You must know that with your own state, as long as you accidentally get caught by a monk in the soul state, you will die without a place to bury him.

As soon as the black rattan of the magic treasure came out, the magic in Amu's body rose.The power of the demon spirit spread all over his body, and a faint black air lingered on Amu's white robe like a flame.

This is a very strange picture.

At this time, Amu was a different person from yesterday when he played against Dongfang Huan. Everyone could feel the increase in Amu's combat power and the same strong murderous aura. At the same time, the feeling of being oppressed by Qing Kui just now was slightly relieved.

The Northern Cold Demon Cultivator, all the Northern Wilderness cultivators outside the arena were shocked in their hearts.

Perhaps this is Amu's true strength!
(End of this chapter)