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A huge underground mineral vein, this is an ancient mineral vein that existed when the void spiritual world was opened. The rich Gengjin gas shuttles back and forth in the veins like a giant dragon, a million times stronger than steel. In the crystal-clear rock formations, black ores with a diameter of more than a thousand feet are quietly sleeping in them.
This is the 'Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Ten Thousand Tungsten', a rare metal with an innately strong Yuan Magnetic Power and an astonishing density. A piece of ore with a diameter of a thousand feet like this weighs as much as a star in the sky with a diameter of more than a hundred thousand miles. As long as a little bit of the tungsten extracted from such ores is added to flying swords and magic weapons, it will have extremely strong magnetic power to pull the sky fire and thunder, and explode with terrifying lethality.
A three-legged toad, covered in tatters and with holes everywhere, panted heavily, lying on a piece of tungsten ore weighing ten thousand tons, swallowing the extremely rich Gengjin Qi here to nourish itself. The holes in his body were slowly healing, and a strange light gradually shone in his godless eyes.
There is a cave inside the three-legged toad. On the outside, the toad is no bigger than a fist, but inside it is nearly a hundred miles in diameter. The White Tiger Fairy City relies on this strange spiritual creature generated from heaven and earth.
Today, almost 90% of the buildings in White Tiger Immortal City have collapsed, and countless small cracks can be seen in the void, constantly spewing thick smoke and fire. As the three-legged toad swallows Gengjin Qi and its body continues to recover, these void cracks are slowly disappearing.
Large groups of immortals with missing arms and legs sat cross-legged on the ground with difficulty, swallowing various healing elixirs and trying their best to recover. Some Wanbingmen disciples who still had the strength to move staggered around, looking for fellow Taoists who were still breathing among the piles of corpses on the ground.
On the ground were not only the Holy Spirit Realm immortals wearing various colored robes, gowns, feather coats, and cloaks, but also large groups of Holy Soldiers wearing heavy armor, holding spears, swords, strong bows, crossbows, and other types of destructive weapons. The corpses of these soldiers were piled up randomly in the White Tiger Immortal City. At a rough glance, there were at least one million of these dead soldiers.
At least a million of the weakest and ninth-grade saint soldiers broke into the White Tiger Immortal City. You can imagine what a thrilling and bloody battle it was. Fortunately, the defense power of White Tiger Immortal City was astonishing. Hundreds of thousands of immortals from the Holy Spirit Realm worked together to resist with all their strength, and were able to kill these invading soldiers.
A large number of disciples from the Wanbing Sect did not care to clean up the blood stains and wounds on their bodies, and roughly threw these saint soldiers into several huge cauldrons in the middle of the White Tiger Immortal City. The sky fire was raging in the cauldron, burning everything. After the armor and weapons on the corpses of the saint soldiers were stripped away, the corpses were thrown into the cauldron and burned.
There were also some saint soldiers who could not afford to be seriously injured, but the disciples of Wanbingmen threw them into the cauldron as they were struggling and wailing extremely ruthlessly. The soldiers screamed in despair, and then quickly disappeared in the sky fire.
The armor and ordnance that had been taken off were piled up like a mountain. Several deacons from the Ten Thousand Soldiers Tower stood aside and carefully counted the trophies. Some of the deacons even smiled like chrysanthemums - this time they had gained a lot.
When the Saints arm their soldiers, they are not ambiguous at all. Anyway, the materials required for the armor and ordnance of these soldiers are provided by the tribes from which they come. The Saints only need to process these materials into standard armor and ordnance. Can. Therefore, these armors are of great weight, and the materials used are all of extremely high quality.
There are millions of sets of armor, and the materials used for each set of armor require digging out a small mountain of mineral veins to assemble them. One can imagine how much wealth these armors and ordnance will be. The Wanbing Sect is named after weapon refining. After these armors and ordnance are remelted, they will be refined by the masters of the Wanbing Sect and turned into countless flying sword magic weapons for sale. The profit from this transaction is enough to make the White Tiger Immortal City Wanbing Tower rich. Full of fat.
In the collapsed Wanbing Tower, Meng Hu was vomiting blood while holding three sticks of incense and inserting them into a three-legged incense burner.
What is enshrined in front of the incense burner is the spiritual tablet of the Bodhisattva Universal Wen. If the Bodhisattva Universal Wen, who had not recovered from his serious injury, had not self-destructed his relics, golden body, and dozens of his Buddhist treasures, it would have been impossible for the White Tiger Fairy City to escape that terrible event. The pursuit of Sima Sage.
Meng Hu had fought against Sima Sage. It was just a clone of the saint's spiritual thoughts and a part of his power, but it suppressed him, Puwen Bodhisattva and several golden immortal elders from Wanbing Tower. The opponent just struck a blow, and Meng Hu's entire body of golden immortal weapons collapsed at the same time, and he himself was seriously injured and vomited blood.
Then Saint Sima made a casual stroke, and dozens of void passages appeared in the sky above the White Tiger Immortal City, and a tide of saint soldiers roared in.
Saint Sima's only mistake was that he was too confident in capturing the White Tiger Immortal City. The saint soldiers who invaded the White Tiger Immortal City did not use killing methods. Instead, they used various snares and ropes to capture alive all the immortals in the city.
He even wanted to capture Meng Hu and several elders of Wanbing Tower alive, just like he captured Shaoyuan Jinxian alive.
So he gave Universal Wen Bodhisattva a chance to fight back desperately. Universal Wen Bodhisattva self-destructed, hugged Saint Sima and broke into the void whirlpool caused by the self-destruction without knowing where to go. Saint Sima was taken away, and the space channel he tore open was immediately closed. More than a million Saint soldiers were trapped in the city with no way to escape.
Regardless of being seriously injured, Meng Hu led all the immortals in the city to fight back desperately, activated all the formations and restrictions in the Ten Thousand Soldiers Tower, and killed millions of troops in a frenzy, but the White Tiger Immortal City also paid a heavy price.
But then the White Tiger Immortal City began to shake violently. Sage Sima went and returned, frantically pursuing the White Tiger Immortal City regardless of his severe injuries.
Meng Hu drove the body of White Tiger Immortal City to flow wildly in the underground veins. He did not know how many miles he escaped before finally encountering this Yin-Yang Yuan Magnetic Thousand Weight Tungsten Mineral Vein. The power of magnetism here is as strong as substance. Even the consciousness of a saint cannot have any effect here. Moreover, space and time are distorted by the power of magnetism. No matter whether it is the naked eye or other magical powers, nothing can be found here. Clues.
After fleeing crazily for millions of miles in this vein, White Tiger Fairy City finally stopped here to recuperate. Sage Sima failed to find the White Tiger Immortal City, and this disaster was finally overcome by force.
"Bald man, you Buddhists still have a few good people."
Meng Hu stood in front of the spiritual seat of the Universal Wen Bodhisattva and sighed heavily: "Okay, I owe you a favor. If you can escape a trace of your residual soul, before you return to Buddhism, I will give you a Buddhist disciple to refine weapons. , I’ll give them a 10% discount on wages.”
Gently patting the incense burner, Meng Hu muttered in a low voice: "You must escape from the remnant soul, enter Buddhism after reincarnation, and come to me as soon as possible to tell me that you have returned to Buddhism. If you never do it in the future, Showing your head, can’t I always give you the Buddhist thieves and bald men a 10% discount from now on? This is a huge loss!”
With a 'click' sound, the collapsed ruins of Wanbing Tower shook a few more times.
Meng Hu was stunned and rushed out. The invisible strong wind roared, blowing away the collapsed roof beams, pillars, broken bricks and tiles in front of him, pushing open a intact door, and he entered a secret room that was not damaged at all.
A tall mirror shone brightly. In the mirror, a white-haired old man with a burly body was frowning and cursing loudly: "Meng Hu, where did you go, you bastard? How could you have such a powerful magnetic force interference? Bastard Thing, I have the strength to survive the Dao body calamity, and the consumption of this immortal power is a bit unbearable."
Two other white-haired old men appeared in the mirror. They waved their hands at the same time, and the flickering and distorted light curtain in the mirror finally stabilized.
As soon as Meng Hu saw the three old men, he was so frightened that he jumped eight feet high. He knelt down and solemnly kowtowed to the three old men: "Three ancestors, may I ask if you have any orders?" ?”
These three old men are the founders of Wanbing Sect. Their Taoism is unfathomable and their magic power reaches heaven and earth. What's even more rare is that the three of them are brothers from the same mother. They have a strong bond of flesh and blood. There are always countless gaps between the ancestors and elders of other sects, but the three ancestors of Wanbing Sect have always been in harmony. The rope makes Wanbing Sect extremely cohesive, and the sect's atmosphere is much stronger than other sects.
Normally, the elders responsible for the actual affairs of the sect forcefully break the boundary to contact him, but today, three ancestors of the sect appeared at the same time. Meng Hu suddenly trembled in his heart, thinking that he almost caused the White Tiger Fairy City to fall. The three elders Zu is here to settle a score with himself.
Kneeling on the ground, sweating like rain, Meng Hu didn't even dare to raise his head to look at the three ancestors.
"What a bastard, what a bastard!"
The ancestor who had just started to speak looked at Meng Hu coldly and snorted: "Pu Wen, that little bald guy is dead, and the old bald guys from the Great Leiyin Temple have already come to the door. Our Ten Thousand Soldiers Sect will lose a lot of money in the future. Money, this is all the trouble caused by your kid."
Waving his hands vigorously, the ancestor said in a cold voice: "We basically know the cause and effect of this incident based on the information fed back from all aspects. Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect, maybe we will be unlucky this time. , Hehe, who made their disciples disappoint?"
"Since the Holy Clan has made such a big fuss, then... let's cooperate with them and make the fuss even bigger. According to the decree of the Dao Ancestor, the Zhuque Domain Ten Thousand Arms Sect, Qianji Sect, Great Leiyin Temple, Black Lotus Sect, Dajue Temple, Eighty-one sects, including Huanzhen Sect, Xuannv Palace, Bibo Sect, Kuilong Palace, and Fire Temple, and one hundred and fifty-seven immortal cities mobilized all their forces to stab the Sima clan's heart and soul. One knife."
Meng Hu trembled with fright. He raised his head and looked at the three ancestors in horror: "What... what? A full-scale war? This, this, our strength cannot cope with the saints of the saint clan."
The ancestor smiled and waved his hand gently: "Since you have been asked to take action, no bullshit saint will come to disrupt the situation. Don't worry about this. In addition to attacking those acropolis, is your main goal? The goal that cannot be leaked is to capture a few more first-grade guys alive."
The ancestor frowned and lowered his voice: "After catching them, torture them severely to see if they have received the same secret order as you did last time. That is, the secret order for you to search for that valley."
Meng Hu looked at his ancestor blankly. Did the Holy Clan also receive this secret order? Does it matter? (The novel "Blood Song of Three Realms" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the upper right "Add Friend", and search the public Number "qdread" and follow it, hurry up!)
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