Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 291
The silver light waved by Feng Xiuming's hand landed between the brows of the blood-colored skull, and after a flash of silver light, it turned into a banner fluttering in the wind, sweeping out a space shrouded in silver light in the blood-colored mist.

He stretched out his hand towards the place where the silver flag was, and said to Zhao Lianshan and the others: "I will trouble you for the next thing!"

Zhao Lianshan nodded with a smile, and then said to Shen Chuming and Zhou Zifang beside him: "Brother Chuming, brother Zifang, the three of us will use our full strength to break through the burning blood formation together. Look at the chances of us junior disciples!"

Zhou Zifang smiled heartily, nodded and said: "No problem, as for the treasures in the cave of the Fenxue Zhenjun, our Beiming Sect didn't think much about it, as long as we can get something!

The people who entered the cave this time were Zuo Qiuxuan, Feng Xiuming, and Ling Tian who was capable of easily defeating Fang Yun. As long as the three of them didn't sweep away all the treasures in the cave, Zhao Lianshan and the others would be satisfied.

In the cave of the monks in the late Yuanshen period, any treasure taken from it can be regarded as the treasure of the sect. Although the skills and martial arts of the Burning Blood True Monarch cannot be cultivated, they can be mutually confirmed with the skills in the sect. Definitely a good thing.

Although Shen Chuming's face was gloomy, he still nodded slightly, and then the three of them shone with dazzling light. They took out their weapons at the same time, and together they slammed fiercely towards the place where the silver flag was flying.

On the long sword in Zhao Lianshan's hand, a mass of sky waves and water blooms rippled, like a long blue river, surging and surging, as if it was unstoppable.

Shen Chuming was even more tyrannical, and actually used a sword formation composed of 72 flying swords. The sword formation was mighty, like a fish swimming in one tail, shooting towards the bloody skull island.

The inconspicuous Zhou Zifang is the most powerful of the three of them. A black flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and he just waved it lightly, and the black mist gushed out from the flag, condensing into a huge Dragon, pounce on Bloody Skull Island.

boom!boom!
A silvery space on the Scarlet Skull Island was instantly flooded by violent Yuan power, as if a huge vortex appeared there, and the blood-colored mist that enveloped the island was quickly drawn into it, and after a while, it completely disappeared. The true face of the island appeared in front of everyone.

Only now did Ling Tian see clearly that the island in front of him was not that big, and it was even less like a skeleton. The Scarlet Skull Island before was just an illusion created by the burning blood formation.

"Let's go! Let's go down and have a look now!" Zhao Lianshan smiled and landed on the island. Shen Chuming and Zhou Zifang behind him also hurriedly followed, and the monks from the three sects dared not lag behind. For a moment, all the monks around Ling Tian and the others disappeared in mid-air, only to see the flashing light.

Feng Xiuming smiled and said: "You two, if you don't keep up, they will open the cave first and go in!"

Zuo Qiuxuan pursed her lips and chuckled, and turned into a black lightning bolt, which landed in front of the cave gate of True Monarch Fenxue in an instant. Feng Xiuming didn't give in, just like a gust of wind, he had already caught up to him without making a fuss. Left Qiuxuan.

Only Ling Tian was the most indifferent, slowly falling towards the island, the burning blood formation has been broken, presumably those monks who are hiding in Burning Valley are about to make a move, no matter how many sacrifices, they must try to get the elite disciples Send it into the cave, and Tianbo Tower has long been prepared, there may be a fierce battle next, the gate of the cave will not be opened so easily, there is no need to worry.

Ling Tian landed in front of the cave, and saw True Monarch Fenxue's cave was in the middle of a hundred-foot-high mountain on the island, and there were two ten-foot-high, blood-red gates, as if they were stained with blood.

There was a blood-colored light shining on the two gates. If you looked carefully, you could also find a faint blood-colored light like waves on them, as if a layer of blood mist was permeating from above.

The blood-colored waves vaguely formed a magic circle, which exuded a terrifying aura. Even if a cultivator at the top of Vientiane dared to reach out and touch these two gates, he would be strangled in an instant.

Only monks under the Vientiane Realm can touch the formations on the two bloody gates and enter the cave.

"Mr. Feng, can you crack this formation?" Zhao Lianshan turned his head and asked Feng Xiuming with a frown. Although he already knew this, but with Feng Xiuming, the master of the formation, there might be other things. Method, let them these Vientiane Realm monks all enter the cave.

Feng Xiuming shook his head lightly, and said with a wry smile: "Sect Master Zhao, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. In fact, this is not a formation, but the terrifying power left by True Monarch Burning Blood on the portal. Unless it is exhausted, monks in the Vientiane Realm It is absolutely impossible to enter the cave, and if you want to force it open, I am afraid that you will have to take action from a late Yuanshen monk to do it!"

"If you want to consume the power on this portal, what price will you have to pay?" Zhao Lianshan was still a little unwilling, and asked Feng Xiuming in a low voice. Shen Chuming and Zhou Zifang next to him also pricked up their ears. If they Being able to enter the cave, the treasures inside have nothing to do with Ling Tian and the others. If they really want to grab it, Ling Tian and the others can't be their opponents at all.

"I'm afraid at least a dozen Vientiane realm monks must die to make it possible!" Feng Xiuming calculated in his heart, and as soon as the words came out, Zhao Lianshan and the others were frightened. There are quite a few monks, but if more than a dozen people die, the sect will definitely be seriously injured, and if they really want to do this kind of thing, they will probably be called evil monks by others, so this road will definitely not work.

Zhao Lianshan turned his head with a wry smile, and said softly to the many Tianbolou disciples behind him: "In this case, we old guys should help you guard the door outside, and you should be careful when you enter the cave!"

"Sect Master, someone is coming, it seems to be a cultivator from Burning Valley!" As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Haodong's voice sounded like muffled thunder in the distance. The flying boat flew from a distance, its speed was extremely fast, and it drew a long trail of flames in the air.

"Zhao Lianshan, if you Tianbo Tower wants to monopolize the treasures in the Fenxue Zhenjun's cave, then you have to ask us, Fentiangu, whether we agree!" Wu Ming's voice came from the flame flying boat, exuding a savage aura, Fenxue The monks in Tiangu can only take a gamble and try to entangle Zhao Lianshan and the others. As for the disciples in the purple mansion, if they can break into the cave, they are considered successful.

"Elder Lin, please take action and wipe out all these evil cultivators in Burning Valley!" Zhao Lianshan's face was full of confidence, and he respectfully shouted to the skyship in the sky.

Ling Tian's heart skipped a beat, as expected, in order to deal with the cultivators of Fentian Valley, Tianbo Tower actually invited some strong men from the sect who were secretly cultivating. It seems that the people of Fentian Valley are doomed this time.

However, thinking about their evil deeds of luring Huzhou City monks everywhere, and vainly trying to enter the Fenxue Zhenjun's cave through blood sacrifices, Ling Tian would not have any sympathy for them. All of this is their own fault.

"Don't worry, none of them can leave!" An old voice came from the flying boat, and then, an old man in a blue robe with white beard and hair suddenly appeared in midair, stretched out his hand gently, and moved towards The flaming flying boat made a fuzzy grip.

The flame flying boat stopped suddenly, as if it had hit an invisible wall, and then the energy in the world was aroused by the movement of the blue-robed old man, and condensed above the flame flying boat, turning into a giant blue hand with a radius of hundreds of feet. Slowly shook towards the flame flying boat.

The coercion emanating from the blue giant hand swept towards Ling Tian and the others like a mountain falling down. Zhao Lianshan and the others changed their expressions slightly, and only then did they block the escaping coercion.

The disciples of the three major sects standing behind them, those with poor strength, directly knelt on the ground, and the monks who can maintain the posture of kneeling on one knee are already considered strong.

Fang Yun's body was shining with golden light, and he was trying his best to stimulate the energy in his body to resist this coercion, but his feet sank into the rocks on the island little by little. The originally hard rocks, with his feet As the center, within a few feet, everything turned into powder.

Zuo Qiuxuan frowned slightly, the long sword behind him suddenly leaped an inch, and a sharp sword aura overflowed from the scabbard, actually suppressing the terrifying coercion emanating from the blue-robed old man with a low smile.

Feng Xiuming, who was standing by the side, waved and planted three blue formation flags in front of him. He saw that the suffocating coercion had been resolved while the flags were fluttering. .

Ling Tian's body has been continuously tempered by the Xingxing Sword, and it has already far surpassed ordinary monks. This tyrannical pressure fell on him. If someone else is carrying a mountain peak, to him, it is like adding hundreds of catties. The burden is nothing at all.

"Let's go, you are a monk in the Yuanshen Realm!"

Wu Ming, who was chasing him before, let out a yell on the flame flying boat, and then he and Zhou Qiankun turned into two streams of flame, flying towards different directions respectively. As for the disciples on the flying boat, they had already given up on them.

Fen Tiangu's disciples also rushed out of the flying boat one after another, fighting for a chance to survive. There were two elders who attracted the attention of the Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator, maybe they could escape.

"I want to leave, there's no way!" The blue-robed cultivator standing in mid-air snorted coldly, Xu Xu's palm was suddenly squeezed tightly, and the giant blue hand in mid-air turned into a cloud of mist, engulfing all the cultivators of Burning Sky Valley, Then it turned into a giant hand again, with traces of blue light emitting from its fingers, entangled Wu Ming and the others, grabbed the flame flying boat, and then slowly squeezed it tightly.

(End of this chapter)