After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 684 Seed
A monk was well-informed, and soon discovered that the pen in Shen Qingyi's hand was somewhat special.

The city lord felt that the black air in the ground stagnated a lot when the female cultivator delivered that blow.

Thinking of something, the city lord's eyes lit up.

"Protect that female cultivator! The formation is wide open! Force these evil spirits to me!"

The city lord is decisive, if the Confucianism cultivator is holding a holy weapon, the Wraith Spirit Blood Demon has always been restrained by him.

"it is good!"

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators supported most of the pressure on the sky, while protecting Shen Qingyi, allowing her to perform.

Shen Qing understood with all his heart, and the movements in his hands became more and more swift.

The blood power of the resentful spirits here has just been mobilized. If it is not suppressed in time, once it is fully mobilized, the consequences will be disastrous.

"So the monks obey the order! Anyone who holds a holy weapon or a Taoist weapon! Protect them to open the way!"

The sacred artifact is rare, but the world is so big, if you are lucky, there will always be someone who finds it by chance.

The Yuanying cultivator also reacted, no longer holding back the big sword in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the scarlet eyes in the ground.

His Shanghan Sword, passed by Qilin Mountain with him in the early years, where the Qilin Fire once fell, and his sword was also upgraded in it. Since then, his body has also been contaminated with the Qilin's breath, and its power has also increased several times .

Although it is not as good as authentic Dao weapons and holy weapons, compared with ordinary weapons, it is much better for suppressing blood evil spirits.

Sure enough, when he activated the unicorn breath in the sword, the weaker blood-fiend wraiths around dodged one after another, and those who couldn't dodge in time were also beheaded by his sword.

There are naturally monks like him, and monks who think of other methods have also begun to try.

Since these things are afraid of holy artifacts and Dao Qi, what do they have in common?
"Let everyone give way, let the monks with pure fire root roots try it! Those with mutant spiritual roots should also try it!"

"Heaven and Earth Strange Fire Formation!"

"Dao Jue!"

"The way of humanity is slim, the way of immortality is vast, and the way of ghosts is joyful! Be the gate of life! The way of immortality is precious, and the way of ghosts is precious. The way of immortality is always good, and the way of ghosts is always evil. If you want people to be poor, if you want to punish the heavens, your qi will be swayed, and my way will prosper!"

Luo Chen looked at the cyan light above the sky, and immediately rushed out with his Lotus of the Pure World in his hand.

"The lotus of the pure world!"

"Fire of Nirvana!"

"Heaven and Earth Panlong Vine!"

"Burning Sky Mirror!"

There are more and more spiritual treasures flying into the sky.

Looking at the monks who rushed forward, some monks who felt sorry for their treasures, they couldn't help but grit their teeth.

"I don't care! It's a big deal... I..."

"Flower sword!"

"Flan Tianbo!"

A dim light came on, getting brighter.

Some magical artifacts were only refined through special sacrifices. Although the aura was a bit special, it was not comparable to the Dao Qi of the holy artifacts. Under the strong blood of the resentful spirits, they couldn't help breaking and destroying one after another.

Who doesn't cherish the partner who has fought with him for many years and experienced life and death?
For monks, their weapons are their partners who live and die together.

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yanrong charged frantically, and the surroundings were filled with tragedy.

Several emperors watched, their eyes turned red.

Even though he has practiced for so many years, he has not completely ascended, nor has he become a fairy who has lost his body and mortal body in the eyes of monks and mortals. Naturally, he cannot be truly ruthless and desireless.

"Kill!"

"Yanrong, you bastard! I'm going to kill you today!"

Seeing with my own eyes that my brother was harmed by that Yanrong, how could I not be angry!
Especially when seeing the countless instruments flying out of the sky, some high-ranking monks couldn't help feeling a little stuffy and swollen in their chests.

Who has never been young?Who hasn't been passionate?
But after going through too much, some blood has cooled down a little bit, and the fire of youthful vigor has also been extinguished by everything in the world.

But if it is said that passion is wrong, it is wrong!

What is wrong are those things that turn blood into ice!

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth hummed again, and everyone's eyes were red-eyed.

Inside the Holy King's Hall
One opened his eyes suddenly, watching the god statue trembling constantly.

"This... is this? Our seeds have germinated?"

The white-robed monk was a little excited, after so many years, it finally germinated!How much did they pay? !
"Come on! Come on! Come on!"

Soon people came from the bottom, looking at a few proud subordinates, the white-robed monk felt much better at the moment, and there were too many things in the world of cultivating immortals recently, which made him particularly troubled.

Now some good news finally came.

"Our plan... has achieved results... Show me! Where is it! The new seed we cultivated is finally... finally born!"

I can't blame him for being so excited at his current age and cultivation base.

Really, they waited too long...

Even though the immortal has countless years, he still consumed so many generations.

The plan for the Palace of the Holy King has lasted so long, after going through Songhai, several battles, and almost failed several times!
But it finally stood up!

Hearing the excited mood of the one above, the few monks with golden masks below were also a little excited.

They sensed it here first, which means that the seed is closer to their temple!
This is a good thing!
Several gold-masked monks flew over their seals, golden threads appeared one by one, and a huge water mirror gradually appeared in the hall. The water mirror slowly unfolded and lay flat in mid-air.

There is a sudden protrusion and a depression on the smooth mirror surface.

As time passed, the white-robed monk restrained his excitement and waited patiently. When the water mirror turned into something like a map, the white-robed monk hurried forward.

The mountains and rivers transformed by the water mirror are extraordinarily realistic, and under the mountains and rivers, it seems that another world can be seen, layered on top of each other, like a multi-dimensional world.

Seeing the place where the red glow was getting more and more intense, the brows of a monk with a golden mask couldn't help but twitch.

The vast sea area...

When the red light fell on the place that he had seen the most recently, the golden masked monk didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a while.

The birth of new seeds should be a good thing, after all, they have waited countless years for this.

But that place... Pankong Realm!

It's Pan Kong Realm again!
The white-robed monk seemed to have reacted, looking at the place, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"Pan Kong Realm?"

Several people nodded.

The slender fingers of the white-robed monk landed on the raised bump.

"It's Pan Kong Realm again."

The white-robed monk looked deeply, the place was very lively recently.

He originally thought that the seed would most likely fall under the jurisdiction of the northern and western fairylands.

After all, those places are the places where they arrange the most, and also the places where the most seeded players are left.

(End of this chapter)