Cultivation of Immortals Summoning the Three Realms

Chapter 403

In the conference hall of Buzhou Xianshan, eight saints were discussing the entry of Yuanshi Tianzun,

At this moment, the black-robed monk on the main seat straightened his face, as did the other seven.

They got up one after another and wanted to leave the hall, but the door of the hall opened slowly, and the old man with long eyebrows entered the hall.

"This old man was ordered by the head teacher to come to Buzhou Immortal Mountain and disturb the elders. It is really a crime!" The long-browed old man said very politely.

"Haha, where is it, Hun Kun, it's great that you can come here!" The black-robed monk who was on the main seat before said with a very generous smile.

He directly pointed out the identity of the person who came, and it was actually Patriarch Hun Kun, a great saint of the same generation as Nu Wa and Lu Ya Daojun.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, long time no see, Luo Hu, you still haven't changed!"

Patriarch Hun Kun was not surprised when he heard these words, but instead started a joke with the black-robed monk.

It turned out that this black robe was actually the demon ancestor Luohu. He was once the sworn enemy of the ancestor Hongjun, but unexpectedly, he was summoned by Luo Fang.

Thinking about it, they are all from the same era, so naturally they don't know each other.

At this time, other sages came to greet Master Hun Kun one after another, after all, most of them were juniors.

After the ceremony was over and seated, Luo Hu said carelessly,
"Is there any news from the head teacher?" He looked at Patriarch Hun Kun eagerly and said.

In the past half month, he was almost suffocated, not only that, but even the other saints looked at Patriarch Hun Kun expectantly.

"You guys know how to fight and kill all day long, but the head teacher does have orders to pass down." The ancestor Hun Kun said calmly, obviously to whet Luo Hu's appetite.

"Is there an order?" The saints became excited when they heard it.

As a result, when they waited eagerly for Patriarch Hun Kun's words, this one took a sip of the fairy tea slowly and had no intention of speaking again.

"Well, you bastard, you even teased me, let's see how I deal with you in the future!"

Luo Hu could tell that this guy did it on purpose.

Hun Kun turned a blind eye to Luo Hu's impatience and continued drinking tea.

Just when everyone was looking at him eagerly, and it was really hard to resist, Hun Kun coughed twice, "The head teacher ordered me to wait for the opportunity to break the formation!"

"Wait..." Patriarch Hun Kun had just finished the first half of the sentence, and continued to drink a sip of tea. When he looked up again, he found that there was not even a single person in the hall except for a group of guards.

"My God, Luo Hu, you are too anxious!"

Patriarch Hun Kun almost spit out a sip of tea, and then his figure also disappeared into the hall.

As a result, the disciples outside the main hall were dumbfounded. Are these the elders who usually look very stable?

However, they were not idle either. The Asura King, the generals and other disciples immediately started ordering generals. They knew where these elders had gone.

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation at this moment, the sound of shouting and killing can be heard endlessly, especially in the place of Bamen, there are screams from time to time, and cold sweat breaks out when looking at the surrounding cultivation base.

In less than an hour, most of the disciples of Da Luo who had rushed in from Yuxu Palace were killed or injured.

What is even more puzzling is that their souls all flew towards the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

The disciples on duty were surprised to find that although the Conferred Gods List at this moment was not manipulated by an immortal, it opened slowly by itself, and even the fallen disciples of Yuxu Palace appeared on the list.

"Oh, it's a pity, this Yuxu Palace is going to be ruined!" Some cultivators sighed slightly after seeing the situation in the formation.

Except Emperor Xuanyuan who was able to break through the eight gates with the Xuanyuan sword in hand, the rest of the disciples were fighting hard in the eight gates.

Although Chi You and Zu Wu who defended the formation were not saints of Hedao level, they were more than enough to deal with Guang Chengzi.

In less than half a stick of incense, Chi Jingzi and Huanglong Daoist passed away, and their souls returned to the list of gods. After a while, Tao Xing Tianzun and Master Lingbao died, and their souls returned to the list of gods.

However, among the Twelve Golden Immortals, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, Puxian Daoist, Cihangdaoren, and Fear Liusun disappeared without a trace after their deaths, and did not appear on the list of gods.

Tragic!It was too tragic, Da Luo Jinxian and Zhunsheng, who were usually aloof, were like being cut into vegetables in the Zhuxian formation. About twenty people entered the formation, and now there are less than five fingers left.

"Junior Brother!" Guang Chengzi saw this scene with hatred, but it was of no avail.

Because he was facing Di Jiang who was in charge of killing the gate, so he didn't give him the slightest chance at this moment.

"I won't let you go!" Guang Chengzi shouted, wanting to blow himself up and die with Di Jiang.

Unexpectedly, Di Jiang smiled coldly when he saw it, and then turned into a monster he had never seen before, and swallowed Guang Chengzi in one gulp, making him even have no chance of self-destruction.

Fortunately, seeing that the situation was not good, Guang Chengzi gave up his physical body at the most critical moment, and his soul escaped, flying towards the direction of the list of gods.

So far, Yuxu Palace has lost another general.

"Yuxu Palace, it's nothing more than mediocre!" After finishing all this, Di Jiang sneered again with his original face.

At this moment, except for the Nanji fairy who is still struggling to support the accident, the disciples who came in from Yuxu Palace and Xuanyuan have all returned to the list of gods.

In the Sixiang area, Yuanshi Tianzun has long lost the demeanor of the previous saint.
His clothes were bloodstained, his hair was in a disheveled bun, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding red, obviously he had suffered serious injuries.

"Could it be that I, Yuanshi Tianzun, want to hold grudges here today?" He thought bitterly in his heart.

After years of painstaking efforts, in the end, I made a wedding dress for someone else. I really hate it!
Because Yuanshi Tianzun knew that once he died, the list of gods would be seized by others, and those on the list were destined to become subordinates of others.

But just when Yuanshi Tianzun was about to despair, the onlookers outside the big formation all exclaimed,
"There's been movement in Buzhou Xianshan, look at their sage coming out!"

"My God, there are as many as nine people, it's really unexpected!"

"Great, this is destined to become a dangerous place in front of Buzhou Immortal City in the future!"

The cultivators were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, as if the long-awaited drama had finally begun.

It turned out that Luo Hu, Patriarch Hun Kun and other saints from Buzhou Xianshan came to the front of the formation.

They have long been displeased with the large formation placed in front of Buzhou Immortal City.At this moment, I finally waited for Luo Fang's order, how could I let the formation continue.

The nine of them were so imposing that they stood firmly in the sky above the formation.

The demon Rahu scanned the eight gates, four elephants, and the situation in the eyes of the array one by one, and opened his mouth like this,
"Hey, there are still two saints struggling inside, should we take care of it?"

"The head teacher has an order, if you hand over your soul blood, you will be saved, if you don't hand it over, you will die!"

Patriarch Hun Kun said casually beside him that Luo Fang actually made the arrangements early on.

Just after the sage from Buzhou Xianshan appeared, discussing the division of labor from everyone,
In Chi You's camp, Saint Dongzu opened his eyes suddenly, and he had already sensed the movement outside.

"Well, you Kunlun Xu, you finally came out, and it's not in vain that I've been waiting for you for more than half a month!"

After mumbling to himself, his figure disappeared into the big tent.

But when he saw the formation of Buzhou Xianshan in mid-air, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"How is it possible? It's impossible! It shouldn't be!" He showed a look of disbelief.

"Two Dao sages?" Dongzu sage was slightly puzzled after being shocked.

Because the Patriarch Baimei once said that the Dao of Heaven will no longer allow Kunlun Xu's Dao Saints to take action, but what is going on now?

Are they trying to act against the sky?

In desperation, the Dongzu sage had no choice but to send a jade slip in the direction of the unnamed holy mountain, hoping that the white-browed sage could solve his doubts.

(End of this chapter)