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Chapter 1626 The Four Immortals of Penglai give information

The soul of Shenshan had awakened at this time, and it sent out its sword heart in response to Lu Ziqing.

Lu Ziqing said: "Penglai Sacred Mountain, I am Lu Ziqing, a disciple of Xiaoyun, and I am also the mountain god recognized by Daiyu, Yingzhou, Fanghu and Yuanyu. I need you to also recognize me as the mountain god, so that I can help you restore your spiritual energy! "

The Penglai Sacred Mountain agreed almost immediately, and the members of the Xiaoyun Sect communicated with each other in a sword-like manner, which was very pleasant.

The huge auras of the other four sacred mountains began to be transmitted to Penglai through the misty scrolls. The auras of the mountains gradually recovered, and Penglai sacred mountains began to communicate with God Jumang. In the mountain nest, Lord Jumang was comforted, and his painful sleep murmurs gradually became weaker.

Penglai's voice said to Lu Ziqing: "What Jumang Shenjun needs is the vitality of my mountain, but in the hell of withering, I am also withering. Once my vitality is revived here, it will inevitably attract the attention of Lingshou. So I can’t treat Lord Jumang’s injuries for the time being, I can only give him some comfort. We must leave the Blighted Hell first.”

Lu Ziqing said: "Without further delay, Xuanwu has arrived. Please summon Xuanwu immediately and let it take you back to the ruins!"

The Deadwood Sword Immortals stayed aside, and when Lu Ziqing finished communicating, they reminded Lu Ziqing: "It is not an easy thing to leave the Hell of Death. Liao Shuu is very concerned about Penglai, and he will not let it go. We left with Jumang. Even if we have Xuanwu, we can't bear a blow from Liao Shu."

"While Liao Shuang is not here now, we can leave as soon as possible." Lu Ziqing emphasized again, use the fastest speed!

"I hope it goes well." The leader of the Deadwood Sword Immortal sighed, "But I have a bad feeling."

"May I ask what the seniors are called?" Lu Ziqing asked respectfully.

"My name is Tianchengzi, and I have been practicing in Penglai for 1,500 years. These are my junior disciples, Chunyangzi, Chongxuzi, and Nanhuaizi. Since we have been practicing here for a relatively long time, we are called the Four Penglai Four Immortal." The leader of the Sword Immortal gave a brief introduction to Lu Ziqing, and then solemnly said, "To be honest, I, Tian Chengzi, have made some achievements in cultivation, and my premonitions are always very accurate."

Lu Ziqing: "...I hope you won't allow it!"

Since the Four Immortals of Penglai have been practicing on the mountain, they were appointed by the Sword Master as the managers of Penglai Mountain. When the incident happened, they sent away most of the sword immortals who could escape, leaving behind those who had a certain level of cultivation or were unwilling to escape. Before the accident at Penglai Mountain, Tian Chengzi was frightened and felt that a disaster was coming.

"An accident will happen next." Tian Chengzi said firmly to Lu Ziqing, "We will encounter a terrible accident. If we can survive it safely, this disaster will be over."

"Let's take it one step at a time." Lu Ziqing has experienced everything. He really has no feeling for the words "terrible accident". He only cares about one thing, "Do you seniors still have the strength to fight?"

What Lu Ziqing means is that you don't want a huge accident to be directed at me alone, right? The Four Immortals of Penglai are the most familiar with this place and are also the four strongest immortals trapped in the mountain. Like Bai Haoran, the wine swordsman, he can't do anything after turning into a dead tree. If he wants to communicate, he can only rely on dreams. Compared with the four people in front of him, there is a huge gap. If they and the sword fairy on the mountain can be resurrected, they will definitely have a much greater chance of winning. "Except for meeting the God of Prosperity and Resurrection, there is nothing to be afraid of." The four immortals said proudly, "There is no need to worry about other people. If the four of us are not good, it will be useless no matter how many others we have."

"Is Ling Shuo really that powerful?" Lu Ziqing wanted to know more information.

"There are no absolutely powerful people or gods in the Three Realms. The so-called greatness just means that they have not met their nemesis."

With the heart of the sword flickering, the Penglai Four Immortals explained the situation to Lu Ziqing in detail, regardless of whether he could really understand it or not.

Many scenes appeared in front of Lu Ziqing's eyes, and he could also get some simple explanations directly.

Although Tian Chengzi had a premonition at that time, no one could know what would really happen when it came to the secret of heaven. Then Penglai was hit by Jumang and dragged into the Hell of Desolation by Liaoshou. For the Sword Immortals, there was no time to figure out the situation. It was a blessing to be able to escape. Later it turned out that Tian Chengzi's decision to let everyone escape immediately was correct. The remaining sword fairies fought with Lingshou, but by that time Penglai had fallen into the Hell of Blight. The fall of the sacred mountain into the Nine Netherworld is also a fatal thing for the sword immortals. They are forced to fall into the sky, falling half to death one by one, and then facing the environment of the withered hell, they are unable to exert their strength at all.

The nemesis of Lingshou is Xia God Zhurong. To put it bluntly, he is afraid of fire. But Penglai and Jumang are also afraid of fire. After falling into the Hell of Blight, there is no fire at all in the surrounding environment. No matter how proficient the sword fairies are in fire-based swordsmanship, they cannot produce it at all. A group of sword immortals who had fallen miserably into the Nine Netherworld, even if they took out their fire magic weapons, they would not be able to illuminate the existence of Ling Suo.

As a result, the Sword Immortals were defeated miserably in the away game. In the withered hell, the absolute divine realm of fertility, the Xiaoyun sect was unable to use any of its best fighting methods. The sword formation that mobilized the spiritual energy of the heavenly veins could not be activated at all, because in the withered hell, There is no heavenly vein at all. The magical powers of all the sword immortals are no match for the divinity of Ling Shuo who dominates punishment, death and defeat. The power of the gods from all directions cannot be matched by the sword immortals who were forced to fall to heaven.

However, if under fair conditions, the sword immortals of Penglai were to gather together, they might not be powerless to fight.

In the final analysis, the divinity of the four gods who can travel normally to the three realms is the greatest advantage of Yishou. If we return to Guixu, it will be the home court of Penglai Sword Immortal. The withered divinity of Liao Shu still naturally suppresses Xiaoyun Sect, but at least it can be a fair fight.

"Seniors, please wait a moment. I'll leave for a moment. Qianqian." Lu Ziqing never saw Xuanwu appear and was a little worried.

Bai Qianqian shook her tail, opened a lotus door, and brought Lu Ziqing back to the foot of Daiyu Mountain.

As soon as he came out, Lu Ziqing's eyes darkened. As the vanguard, the sacred mountain of Daiyu that is about to approach Penglai is already crawling with all kinds of poisonous insects, all of which are the jailers of the withered hell.

Wei Yue's eyes kept glowing red, and he was trying hard to suppress his Xuanwu nature. He could turn into Xuanwu at any time, but he couldn't go into the sea. The sea was now filled with darkness, filled with the armies of the withered hell. The dead leaves were filled with white maggots, and the ant jailers surged up the mountain like a black tide. These ant armies were also mixed with many giant beetles, each one as big as a chariot, some could fly, and they swarmed up overwhelmingly.