The night is as cool as water and as black as ink. There was a strong wind in the night, rolling in the sky, the clouds in the sky kept changing their shapes, a copper crane suddenly fell from the changing clouds, and landed in the hands of Qilian Liancheng.
He took out a small sheepskin scroll from the belly of this somewhat cold mechanical copper crane with some drops of water on its shell, and after just looking at it, Qi Liancheng couldn't help frowning slightly.
At this moment, on the table next to him, there are already two other small sheepskin scrolls, but these two small sheepskin scrolls plus the current small sheepskin scroll in the machine copper crane, among the three small sheepskin scrolls Many of the messages delivered are completely inconsistent.
Although Qi Lian Liancheng didn't know at the moment that Tong Wugu had already expressed his kindness to Luobei on behalf of Zhanzhou Zedi, but it was obvious that Luobei was not dead yet, and his strength had once again surpassed that of Qilian Liancheng. It is expected that even things like the copper crane, the mechanism used by Kunlun to deliver news, have already been mastered by him.
Luobei feels to Qilian City now, it is like clouds in the sky that are constantly changing shapes at the moment, elusive, and like a whirlpool, it seems that more and more power is being drawn into it, but this whirlpool is become more powerful.
And as far as Luo Bei itself is concerned, he is also a rare genius in the world of cultivation, a figure that is rare to see in a hundred years... Although Qi Lian Liancheng has only fought Luo Bei once in person, Qi Lian Liancheng can be sure that as long as he gives Luo Bei a certain Given time, his achievements must be unimaginable. Perhaps it may not necessarily be able to surpass the shocking Yuan Tianyi.
But from Qilian Liancheng's point of view, Luobei also has a fatal weakness.
He is not like most ascetics who can disregard everything else for his own cultivation and his own life. Luobei attaches great importance to friendship, which makes him be fettered by many things and many people. Otherwise, with his current cultivation base, if a person comes and goes freely, no matter how powerful Qi Lian City mobilizes, it may not be able to track his whereabouts and intercept him.
So now... I don't need to spend any more effort to find out what happened in the Beimang Mountain area, and I won't send people to find out where Luobei is at the moment. As long as he is still alive, he will definitely send it to his door.
"Don't worry about other places for now. Block this news and kill Ye Zhaonan with all your strength."
After Qilian Liancheng destroyed the three small sheepskin scrolls casually, he turned around and issued such an order to a monk who had been standing outside his door for a long time, unable to see his face in the dark. And when he said this, a firm and majestic aura began to flow from his body again... It was like a silent chariot starting to rumble again.
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Young Master Jin is dead.
Outside the Kunlun Nine Layers Ring Island, on the pitch-black big ship outside the Nether Blood Sea Magic Circle, Mr. Chun's expression turned slightly gloomy. Although the strangulation in the former quadruple ring island of Kunlun was still very tragic and the situation was very complicated, the news of Mr. Jin's killing was spread quickly.
It can be said that Kunlun's response and strength still exceeded Mr. Chun's expectations. Under the cover of the magic circle like Nether Blood Sea, Mr. Jin seemed to be a very invincible existence. There are relatively few people who practice holy exercises, and those who practice the most powerful exercises under the cover of the nether blood sea are not as high as Mr. Jin, so in the eyes of Mr. Chun Come on, even if it is those old immortals in Kunlun, even if it is a figure among the top ten golden immortals in Kunlun, in this case, it is difficult to win against Young Master Jin. Otherwise, Mr. Chun would not easily throw Mr. Jin and Mr. Shui in like this.
But Young Master Jin is still dead, and apart from those gray-clothed disciples who came out from the beginning, Huang Wushen didn't show any other power at all, just relying on the power of the four-fold ring island outside, which made them lose a lot. In the plan, there were several times more manpower, and Mr. Jin was also killed. How much power they don't know about Huang Wushen's hands, he is still standing still, what exactly does he want to do
"Should we move faster?" Mr. Chun, whose face was a little gloomy unconsciously, looked at Kunlun's No. 1 Island, which was surrounded by flowing flames and flames like a huge circular wall, and couldn't help it. Ask Beihou Bai Liao who is standing beside the bow of the boat. He knew very well in his heart that no matter how much damage they caused to these roundabouts of Kunlun, if they could not break into the innermost ninth roundabout of Kunlun, they would still not be able to affect the foundation of Kunlun. Because in the ninth ring island of Kunlun, there is a spiritual vein with the most aura in the world, and there is a large amount of stone milk agar liquid comparable to the world's top elixir.
"No." Northern Marquis Bai Liao answered Mr. Chun decisively.
Young Master Chun was not angry either, he just looked at Beihou Bai Liao and said, "Why? What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for Huang Wushen to move first." Beihou Bai Liao squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the magnificent Kunlun Island, which still looked mysterious, ethereal and majestic behind the raging flames, "If I guessed correctly, at this time he It should be clearing up the nails we placed in several roundabouts in the inner circle. He just wants us to calm down first, and wants to see what power we still have in our hands."
"Use this period of time to get rid of our people inside, and prevent so many disciples from the outside from returning to the roundabout inside, so that all of us hiding inside Kunlun will be removed. Huang Wushen's method is really different. Average." Mr. Chun nodded, but an indescribable sneer appeared on his face, "It's just that at the price of so many disciples, Huang Wushen's methods are too cruel, right?"
Northern Marquis Bai Liao also remained silent.
He knew very well that since ancient times, many tyrants and kings did not ask about the process, but only about the result. Kuang Wuxin's mobilization this time has been planned for many years, and among the tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples, it is unknown how many are Kuang Wuxin. Just like breaking the Great Sumeru Magic Circle at the beginning and launching a large-scale assassination that made Kunlun mess up, these people will play an unimaginable role in this war. Moreover, if some power hidden in the hands is used first, it will lose its greatest effect in the ensuing battle. Huang Wushen wants to get rid of these people first, and first see what power they have on their side. There is nothing wrong with it... But exchanging the lives and deaths of thousands of people for what is best for oneself is already a little cruel to ordinary people, and...Huang Wushen, he is the head teacher of Kunlun, the leader of the righteous way in the world. Even in the perception of Northern Marquis Bai Liao, he still gives people an impression of righteousness, but now, his performance makes Bai Liao feel that he is not what people in the world imagined.
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The flames danced in Beihou Bai Liao's eyes.
The raging flames spread from the first ring island of Kunlun, which looked like an extremely huge city wall, to the second ring island of Kunlun, and then to the third and fourth ring islands of Kunlun.
Even though Mr. Chun was a little restless at first, in fact, it was only a matter of counting the incense sticks, and the densely packed red-robed ascetics had completely occupied the first roundabout and the second roundabout... until The fourth roundabout.
The situation of the battle became obvious within a few minutes of incense sticks. Thousands of Kunlun disciples in the four-fold island could not withstand the impact of tens of thousands of red-robed monks. After being divided and surrounded by those who occupied the quadruple roundabout of Kunlun, the advance of the red-robed ascetics did not stop at all.
Thousands of ascetics occupied the fourth ring island of Kunlun, surrounded the fifth ring island inside Kunlun, and like the tide, they moved towards the fifth ring island of Kunlun from all directions... like another extremely grand city wall The fifth roundabout of Kunlun rushed forward.
In the blood-colored light curtains, the fifth roundabout of Kunlun, which is extremely mysterious in the eyes of the world, slowly appeared in the sight of the red-robed ascetic.
On the side of Kunlun's fifth roundabout that is close to the sea outside, there is a piece of pure white sandy beach, and on this white sandy beach, there are actually crystal clear jade trees like corals. Such a scene was originally inevitable. It will give people a sense of fairy air, like a fairyland. But at this moment, the pupils of all the red-robed ascetics approaching the fifth roundabout of Kunlun unconsciously shrank.
At the end of the white sandy beach that surrounds the island like a huge city wall, there are countless wooden stakes... These wooden stakes seem to be sharpened from trees that have just been cut down, and they are nailed to the beach with rough ones. The roots are as thick as an adult's thigh, and the height is about three feet. It looks very abrupt behind the Yuqiong tree, which is only more than one foot high.
And on these hundreds, thousands of sharpened, straight-to-the-sky wooden stakes, there is a dead body inserted in an extremely cruel posture, and the uncoagulated blood spreads along these rough wooden stakes, exuding a thick bloody smell.
Although these red-robed ascetics almost rushed through the blood mist in the former quadruple roundabout, their bodies exuded fanaticism and bloodlust, and they had long been used to seeing blood and bones all over the ground... But unlike that The strangulation of thousands of Kunlun disciples was carried out scattered among the four ring islands outside. They have never seen so many corpses being brutally nailed together in rows...as dense as a forest.
Even these ascetics who are full of crazy killing intent, when they saw so many sharp wooden stakes ruthlessly appearing in front of them like a purgatory-like scene, there was still an unstoppable chill in their hearts , the formation rushing forward like a red tide, was also invisibly shocked at this moment, and stagnated slightly for a while.
"Those who offend Kunlun and betray me! This is the end!"
At this moment, an extremely piercing voice came down from the air and coldly entered the ears of every red-robed ascetic.