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Chapter 754 Epilogue 4k
The Fairy Spirit Mountain has collapsed, but the Nascent Soul battle that destroyed the heaven and earth is still going on.

The sky is filled with dark clouds, blocking out the sun, and the blood rain circulates in cycles, extinguishing all possible life.

Ancestor Xuancheng stepped alone in the sky. Even though the rain of blood had not stopped at all, so far, his robes had not been stained by any rain stains.

"If you step back now, I can forget about this."

"If not, today next year will be your memorial day."

"Hahaha, who doesn't know how to talk nonsense?"

"But now it seems that Er can't do anything to me!"

The blood-robed ancestor laughed and dismissed it.

But the next moment, as a sudden voice sounded from the sky, the smile of the blood-robed ancestor froze in an instant.

"Then if you include me, will it be difficult to capture you?"

I saw between the clouds, the clouds dispersed like the tide, and a man dressed in white fell from the sky. The man's eyes were like the dark starry sky, holding a small white tower with a ruler in his hand. As the tower rotated, starlight like a sea of ​​stars was dotted all over the tower. .

As this light and fluttering voice sounded, the small white tower fell from the sky. When the inconspicuous little starlight collided with the raindrops in the sky, the all-inclusive raindrops of annihilation, under the influence of these little starlights, actually annihilated themselves.

The small white tower crashed down, and the moment it fell, the tower body swelled visible to the naked eye. Finally, when it reached the top of the blood-robed ancestor, the tower was already as tall as ten feet, and seemed to be able to suppress the terror of heaven and earth. The breath burst out and completely enveloped the blood-robed ancestor in an instant.

boom! boom! boom!
A series of shocking roars erupted. The White Tower was still towering, but the blood-robed ancestor was forced back hundreds of feet.

At this moment, Patriarch Xuancheng and this sudden Nascent Soul power seemed to be one behind the other, surrounding the Blood-robed Patriarch.

"Xuan Ming!"

The blood-robed ancestor no longer had any scruples, and looked at the newly appeared man in white, obviously unable to conceal his fear.

But before he could say anything more, the majestic white tower that seemed to be able to suppress the heaven and earth followed closely and suppressed him.

Under the continuous encirclement and bombardment, the blood-robed ancestor was no longer unruly, showing his embarrassment, and shouted almost angrily:

"Xuan Ming, do you really want to fight to the death?"

The man in white was still speechless, and the towering white tower struck him hard several times almost arrogantly. Then he raised his hand and took the white tower into his palm again.

"Da Chu is not a place where you can be unscrupulous."

The man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the blood-robed ancestor who looked in utter embarrassment.

The blood-robed ancestor looked ugly, but under the encirclement, he had to lower his head. After a moment of uncertainty, he said bitterly:
"Okay, this time, I admit defeat!"

"This Holy Spirit Gu belongs to your Changsheng Sect!"

The man in white turned a blind eye and said coldly: "You will not be allowed to step into Dachu for a thousand years."

The blood-robed ancestor was furious: "Don't bully others too much!"

The man in white didn't say anything. He rolled up his sleeves and a pale golden scroll flew out, hanging in front of the blood-robed ancestor.

"Okay! Your Changsheng Sect is ruthless enough!"

The blood-robed ancestor made a fierce sound, raised his hand, and the pale gold scroll hanging in front of him hung in the palm of his hand. It flowed with his spiritual consciousness and imprinted his true name. At the moment, the scroll shattered and turned into two streaks of light, one behind and one behind. They were submerged into the bodies of the blood-robed ancestor and the white-robed man respectively.

At this time, the tense situation was finally dissipated.

The man in white robe raised his hand to signal, and the blood-robed ancestor glanced at the two of them coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and the blood clouds in the sky dispersed, and the raindrops disappeared.

At the same time, the blood-robed ancestor jumped up, transformed into a flash of blood, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"This thief has opposed our sect many times. This is the time to capture and kill this thief..."

"Senior Brother, why did you let this thief go?"

Ancestor Xuancheng stepped forward to the man in white robe and asked tentatively.

The man in white robe said slowly:
"This person is deeply involved with the Qianzhu Alliance, and also has a close relationship with the Zhao family in Changping."

"The current situation is special and it is not appropriate to cause extraneous matters."

Hearing this, Patriarch Xuancheng hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say much.

At this moment, the man in white robe suddenly changed his topic:
"Junior brother, how is the layout on your side?"

Ancestor Xuancheng looked at the entrance to the ruins exposed between the collapsed earth and rocks, and said slowly: "Junior brother came here specifically to meet with the sect master and asked about the situation during the Langya War."

"According to what the sect master said, during the Langya battle, although Wang Xun escaped, the sect master also destroyed his life Gu insect and severely damaged its origin..."

"Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, there are very few spiritual beings that can cure such injuries..."

"I let him escape before because I never thought that this person would control the secret realm of the Wang family, so I let him hide for many years..."

"After so many years, he has never appeared, and he has arranged for his descendants to rob various parties..."

"According to the sect master's guess, this person is very likely to be so passive because he was too severely injured and unable to use the royal family's secret realm..."

"Now that Holy Spirit Gu has appeared in the world, with his injuries, it is impossible to remain indifferent. He will definitely take action..."

The man in white nodded slightly, and lowered his gaze to the so-called ruins. After observing for a while, he slowly said: "Junior brother, you can make your own decision regarding this secret realm."

"Senior brother, I am here in the southwest. I will stay for up to ten days."

"After ten days, senior brother, I have to set off for the outer sea to take charge..."

Ancestor Xuancheng was slightly startled and said in confusion: "Senior brother, are you also rushing to the open sea?"

"Correct."

The man in white nodded: "The sect leader's personal order should involve the relationship between the Black Snake clan and that terrifying existence..."

"Not only me, senior brother, but all the other lineage masters are also rushing to the outer sea..."

At this point, the man in white changed his subject again and suddenly asked: "Senior Nephew Chu of the Zhenzhen lineage should be in the southwest now, right?"

Ancestor Xuancheng pointed to the ruins: "This ruins was built by Master Chu's nephew."

"My nephew is also coordinating everything in the ruins..."

"I heard that you haven't noticed anything about the three demon souls before after studying them for several years. Or is it something abnormal that Master Nephew Chu noticed?"

Ancestor Xuancheng was slightly startled, shook his head and said: "My nephew is extremely talented, and I am ashamed of myself."

The man in white robe smiled: "Senior brother, I came back to the sect this time, and I went to take a look. I am not afraid of your ridicule. If senior brother had not known about the weirdness in advance, I am afraid there would be no results."

"This boy's talent is truly extraordinary."

The man in white robe was full of praise, and then he seemed to remember something and said again:

"The strangeness of the Divine Forbidden City is probably related to that terrifying existence. Master Nephew Chu can detect the strangeness of the Divine Forbidden City, and he may have been attracted by the strangeness."

"Nowadays, everything in the outer sea is closely related to the demon soul and the forbidden spirit. Junior brother, you are in the southwest, and nephew Chu is also in the southwest. Junior brother, please pay more attention to one or two, and be careful of the Black Snake clan..."

Ancestor Xuancheng looked stern and responded solemnly: "Junior brother, I understand, please don't worry, senior brother." The man in white robe nodded and said no more.

At this moment, both of them were looking at the so-called Holy Spirit Sect ruins here again.

At this moment, in the ruins of the Holy Spirit Sect, with the traces of the Holy Spirit Gu showing up again, the chaos seems to be getting more and more out of control.

Many monks who entered the ruins, regardless of their cultivation level, after sensing the extremely obvious traces of the Holy Spirit Gu, almost all rushed into the Bagua situation, hoping to be lucky enough to incorporate the Holy Spirit Gu into it. In the bag.

Even though there are many self-aware monks who know that in this situation, Holy Spirit Gu must be an extravagant hope, but in each of the inner eight treasuries, there are not a few rare treasures stored in each palace.

For most low-level monks, every treasure in it can be said to be a blessing from heaven and a great opportunity!
Fighting and fighting can be seen everywhere in these palaces.

There are also quite a few who have clear goals, heading towards the treasure house deeper in Neibaku, searching for the Holy Spirit Gu that appears briefly and then hides again.

At this moment, in order to make this scene more seamless, the direct disciples of the Changsheng Sect have also appeared in Neibaku and entered the situation in person. While pretending to search for the Holy Spirit Gu, they quietly observed the many monks pouring into it.

In this increasingly chaotic situation, no one in the situation can be immune. More and more information traces are gathered at the final core place through the monitoring system arranged by Chu Mu himself. caught Chu Mu's eyes.

"It's so well hidden..."

Chu Mu was obviously a little surprised.

This monitoring system was carefully developed by him at a later stage, and it was built with the support of Ancestor Xuancheng and the open supply of all kinds of rare spiritual materials.

Not to mention, he is extremely clear about the secrets of how to conceal his identity.

But even so, until now, he hasn't noticed anything unusual.

Up to now, there are as many as 3,800 monks entering this ruins, and among them, the number of third-level monks has also increased to 16.

Every monk is also under his surveillance.

But there is no one who can match the king's prison.

None of them could match those of the Wang family monks who were lurking in the southwest with Wang Yu.

This is obviously not normal.

There was such a movement in Xianling Mountain, and it was just after a grand event like the Gu Dao Conference, but it was at the time of the hustle and bustle in the southwest...

Moreover, judging from the relevant information provided by the garrison, the thousands of monks who entered the ruins include almost all the major forces in the southwest, and even many "evil cultivators" who are wanted by the Changsheng Sect and are sneaking around secretly.

Almost all parties gathered together and no one was left out.

If these thousands of monks were caught in one fell swoop, the chaotic situation in the southwestern immortal world would probably be calmed down by half in an instant!

It's just that...among them, the King's Prison is missing?

While Chu Mu was thinking, there was a sudden flash of spiritual light in the palace, and immediately after, he saw two figures slowly condensing and appearing.

"Disciple has met these two lords."

Seeing the visitor appear, Chu Mu quickly bowed his hands.

"How's it going?"

Ancestor Xuancheng looked around at the light screen image and asked.

"Your Majesty, I haven't noticed the existence of Wang Yu yet..."

"I don't know if this person is hiding in it, or if he hasn't come here yet."

Ancestor Xuancheng nodded, without any fluctuation in his expression, as if he had expected it.

He looked at the man in white and said, "Excuse me, senior brother."

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly and he glanced cautiously at the white-robed ancestor with a stern expression. Although he had never met him, he was naturally familiar with all the Nascent Soul Supreme Beings of the Changsheng Sect.

If he remembered correctly, this white robe should be the leader of the Tianji lineage.

His name...Wang Xuanming.

It is rumored that among the nine Changsheng pulse masters, the strength of this Tianji pulse master is also among the best.

"This Xuanming Pagoda can be used to suppress and destroy chaos. It can accommodate all things, and it can also be turned into a prison."

Patriarch Xuanming raised his hand and when the white pagoda reappeared, he glanced at Chu Mu beside him. After saying something leisurely, he asked, "I heard that Master Nephew Chu's natal magic weapon is also a pagoda?"

"Reporting to your Majesty, this disciple's natal magic weapon is still in its infancy and has not yet been completely refined..."

With a thought in Chu Mu's mind, the Nine Dragons Suppressing Prison Tower that had been stored in Dantian for many years appeared. Red flames were swirling, the ancient tower was suspended, and the nine fire dragons were still just shadows and had not been filled and solidified.

Ancestor Xuanming looked at it a little and was slightly surprised: "Is this...the Nine Dragons Divine Fire?"

"This Nine Dragons Divine Fire was obtained by chance by this disciple..."

Ancestor Xuanming praised: "You are so courageous to protect the tower with nine dragons. If this treasure is completed, the Jiaolong clan will probably regard you as their mortal enemy, my nephew, and they will fight to the death!"

Chu Mu forced a smile. He didn't care if the Jiaolong clan continued to die, but as the saying goes, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, when he conceived this treasure, he really didn't know how high the sky was.

Flood dragons are already rare, and because of their bloodline, reproduction is extremely difficult.

Every dragon is a treasure of the dragon clan. In addition, most of the dragon clan today live in the sea, and there are even fewer fire dragons.

He has been making elixirs for many years, and has almost never stopped searching from south to north for the true inheritance of longevity. Even with the help of the huge foundation of the longevity sect, so far, he has only collected five fire-attribute dragon souls of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire.

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire is still far away.

But now, his cultivation level has even reached the late stage of Golden Core.

If it hadn't been for the severe trauma and wasted years, I might not have been able to get a glimpse of the perfection of the golden elixir.

With such a level of cultivation, how could the natal magic weapon be just a crude embryo if it were an ordinary person...

As if he had guessed what Chu Mu was thinking, Patriarch Xuanming smiled and said, "The road to cultivation is long and difficult. My nephew, you are very talented, so don't rush into it."

"The disciple understands."

Chu Mu responded.

Ancestor Xuanming nodded slightly, raised his finger, and a little spiritual light emerged from his fingertips. When it landed on the white tower, in an instant, a brighter white fluorescence burst out.

The fluorescence was like ripples in the water, spreading rapidly towards the entire ruins in circles one after another.

At this moment, above the images of the light curtains, as the circles of white light passed by, all the monks who were brushed by the white light, as long as they were disguised, all shed their disguises like ice and snow melting, revealing their true colors. Allow.

When the white light passed through Inner Baku and reached a palace in the southwest of the ruins, it passed over the bodies of three inconspicuous Qi-training monks, and the scene of melting ice and snow appeared again.

The ruins monitoring system also responded instantly. The three figures, without exception, were all immediately marked as belonging to third-level monks...

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(End of this chapter)