Jiuyang Juemai

The uniform roar of hundreds of thousands of low-level monks, just the momentum, not to mention ordinary people, even the monks at the golden core stage can't help but feel a little terrified.

The city gate of Liangdu City opened slowly, and a group of seven or eight people came out slowly. The leader was the uncle of the current Emperor of Qin, the current Suzerain of the Protector of the Emperor, Ying Li, and Ying Li was followed by seven An unknown old man with white beard and hair.

There were only eight people, and the eight monks who seemed to be walking out slowly at random, did not have uniform steps, nor did they have that monstrous momentum, they just stepped out slowly step by step in a sporadic manner.

However, as soon as these eight people appeared, the army of hundreds of thousands of monks suddenly seemed to suddenly disappear. No matter how strong their aura was, they would disappear into nothingness as soon as they got around these eight people.

"Never mind your ignorance, this incident can be ignored, and you will retreat quickly!" Yingli glanced at the monk army, and said slowly word by word.

Yingli was already a great monk in the separation and reunion period. Although his voice sounded calm, it sounded like a stormy wave to the ears of ordinary monks.

"You can't wait for only eight people, but you actually asked me to retreat with hundreds of thousands of troops, it's ridiculous!" Hong Mantang, Li Fan and a group of dozens of people also slowly greeted Ying Li and the group step by step.

There are dozens of them in this group, all of them are masters above the Nascent Soul stage, among them there are four monks in the separation and reunion stage, and there are eight of them, including Yingli, and the hundreds of thousands of monks suddenly feel that the pressure is relieved, and the whole body is comfortable. a lot.

When those eight people appeared, the pressure they naturally carried already made the hundreds of thousands of low-ranking monks feel a little suffocated.

"Hmph! You can't blame us for looking for death!" A cold snort came from among the seven people behind Yingli.

Hong Mantang and the others paused in their footsteps. Even with such a high level of cultivation, they couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable under that cold snort, and the expressions of the group couldn't help but change.

Yingli retreated slowly, and the seven old men came forward one by one, and stood quietly at the gate of the city, as if looking down on all living beings, silently looking at the hundreds of thousands of troops in front of them.

Their proud and disdainful eyes were like hundreds of thousands of ants that could be trampled to death instead of hundreds of thousands of monks.

After seeing the appearance of the seven old men in front of them clearly, Hong Mantang, Li Fan and the others couldn't help but their expressions changed drastically, and they took a breath of air.

Among the seven old men, Hong Mantang only knew one.

"Win Po!" I remember that I was just accepted by my master as a rookie monk who had just set foot in the innate world. At that time, under the leadership of his master, he once participated in the ten-year monk trading conference. Above, I have seen this side of winning and breaking.

Although, I don't know what state Yingpo was at that time, but Hong Mantang can be sure that Yingpo is very strong, because his master, who is already in the separation period, had a little dispute with Yingpo, and as a result, His master was severely beaten by Yingpo. If it hadn't been at the trade conference, maybe Yingpo would have not only beaten his master with a black nose and swollen face, but he might have given Hong Mantang's master to him at that time. Killed.

也正因为自己那敬爱的师傅被这赢破一顿揍的很惨，才仅仅十年就无疾而终，自此之后，洪满堂的心里就牢牢的记住了这个人的名字——赢破。

But among the seven people in front of him, Ying Po is so unknown and inconspicuous!

"Could it be that the others are all monks who have broken through that level? Or maybe higher?" Hong Mantang didn't dare to think about it any more. If he thought about it again, he might want to run away on the spot.

"Several old friends! Now that you're here, you don't need to hide anymore, come out!" The seven people didn't look at Hong Mantang and the others at all, but turned their eyes to the sky in the northwest direction.

In the sky over there, except for a few floating white clouds, there was nothing at all.

However, just as the seven people yelled, the white clouds began to twist slowly, and then nine figures appeared in everyone's eyes.

"See the ancestors!"

"See Patriarch!"

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After seeing the appearance of those nine people clearly, 10 people from the six sects of the Demonic Dao unexpectedly knelt down in unison.

"Old friends, stay safe! I knew that you would all show up for this secret key!" An old man in a yellow shirt among the seven members of the Emperor Protector Sect looked up at the sky and shouted loudly.

"Hahaha... Yingxuan, I can't believe that you, an old fellow, have lived for a thousand years and still haven't died!" Among the nine people, a big man in black shirt laughed loudly.

"Chi Qingzi, you are not dead, how could I die? I have already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, but you demons, you bastards, have turned your attention to our Ying clan!" The old man in the yellow shirt confronted each other.

"Yingxuan, stop talking nonsense, you Ying clan, we are lazy at all, hand over the secret key, and we will retreat immediately! If not, don't blame us for ignoring our friendship for so many years!" It was the nine who spoke Among them is a yew old man, although the old man has white beard and hair, but his face is like a child.

"The secret treasure left by our ancestors of the Ying family, you think it is really so easy to get, even if you get all three secret treasure keys and enter the secret treasure of the first emperor, you will die more than live! It is absolutely impossible to find the secret key!" Naying Xuan Tie shouted with a pale face.

"Yingxuan, don't be obsessed with your obsession. I'm only telling you so much for the sake of everyone being a loose immortal! Otherwise, I would have killed people long ago, and I would have talked so much nonsense with you!" It was Chi Qingzi, there were nine of them, four of them were in the Tribulation Period, and five of them were Loose Immortals.

Originally, no matter whether they were cultivators in the Transcendence Tribulation Period or Sanxians, they had been meditating in their own caves all the time, in order to be more confident of survival in the upcoming catastrophe, but But when they suddenly heard the news of the secret key, how could they not be moved?

The First Emperor is the monk with the greatest supernatural powers in the past and present. It is said that before his ascension, he could kill even the golden immortals in the lower realm of the fairy world. There are no longer a few, and even the legendary elixir and fairy weapon may exist. If they get one at random, their confidence in facing the catastrophe in the future will be much greater. How can they resist this temptation? Woolen cloth?

There are three secret keys, one in the hands of the known orthodox Daoists, and with this one, there are already two. As long as the third secret key appears, one can enter the secret treasure of the first emperor who has been passed down for a long time. In the middle of the day, I got the legendary fairy weapon and elixir, who can resist this kind of temptation!

"It seems that there is only one way to get the secret key! Fight!" The nine people nodded at each other and rushed towards the seven members of the Emperor Protector.

———————————— ps: Chapter 2 is here, and the beans are coded for Chapter 3————————————