The low houses are arranged neatly, and countless vines grow quickly, climbing up the eaves like running water, covering the entire village.
The blood moon spreads, people come and go in the streets and alleys, and the immortals and mortals are busy and orderly.
Pei Ling's divine thoughts swept across the entire village in an instant, but he did not notice Kong Meng's traces. However, the chess piece corresponding to Kong Meng was clearly in this village...
While thinking, he was already taken into a small courtyard by the old man in a mai.
The house in this yard is a little taller than the house outside and is vaguely guarded in the middle of the village.
As he strode into the main hall, the old man in Mai ordered someone to get spiritual juice to entertain guests, he greeted Pei Ling and said: Fellow Taoist, please sit down!
Pei Ling took his robe and sat down, quickly looked around, and his eyes stayed on the crystal mirror hanging on the hall for a moment, then turned away, looking at the old man in Mai not far away.
The old man in mai stroked his long beard and said: When I meet Mai, I am the village chief of this village.
Don't know what friends call me?
Before he finished speaking, a human Mahayana put a stone pottery bowl on Pei Ling's hand.
Pei Ling glanced at the eye and saw that the water in the bowl was clear and a wisp of dark green slowly dissipated. An extremely lively inspiration jumped in it. He nodded and said: Younger Pei Ling, I'll bother you in trouble with your village. I hope you don't blame me.
The younger generation and his companion are "Kongmeng", and there are some contact methods.
However, since entering the village, I have not found the aura of "Chongmeng". I wonder what the "escort mission" that Senior Fengmai just mentioned is going on?
Fengmai said: After receiving the escort mission, he had already set off and was naturally not in the village.
As for the task of "escort", it involves our tribe's secrets and cannot be said lightly.
But fellow Taoist Pei had the token of that adult, and he must be his own person, so there is no need to hide it...
As he was talking, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the outside.
Immediately, a Mahayana with a perfect breath walked in quickly, nodded slightly to Fengmai and said: Village Chief, the new tribe has arrived, please go and answer!
Upon hearing this, Fengmai looked solemn, and immediately turned to Pei Ling, speaking slightly faster: The task of 'escorting' will last for three days.
You can pick it up the day before yesterday, yesterday and today!
‘Kongmeng’ was the task I took on last night.
This task tonight requires some preparation before it can start.
If Fellow Daoist Pei had to meet "Kong Meng" now, he would have to take on this task before he could meet with him.
I have something to do now and I am temporarily unaccompanied. Please forgive me!
Pei Ling nodded slightly and said: Senior, please give in yourself.
After his words fell, Feng Mai's figure disappeared instantly.
The other Mahayana tribes in the room followed closely, and stepped out in one step and left the courtyard in an instant.
Pei Ling was left alone in the wide and empty main hall.
He looked around again, used his habitual means to check the pottery bowl at hand, and after confirming that there was no problem, he picked it up and took a sip.
A refreshing inspiration, accompanied by a sweet taste, poured into her mouth. Pei Ling couldn't help but drink this bowl of spiritual juice in big mouthfuls...
********************
Outside the village.
The night falls and the bloody moon rises.
The vast yellow sand was moving, and countless gravels were trembling as the breeding of thousands of plants and trees, and in a blink of an eye, they were completely submerged by the swarming branches and leaves.
The Emperor's Liujiu is vast and nourishes all things.
The desolate ruins, with green lights rising little by little.
A human monk in gray robe stood between the ruins with his sleeves. The mist was like gauze, lingering and floating around. Under the shadow of his hood, their faces were blurred, but their eyes were quiet and quiet.
The perfect and ethereal meaning is like a thin mist that suddenly separates and merges, which is slightly unstable.
The monk in charge was like a deep well, dark and deep, and his breath was flawless. He was leaning on a half-person-high stick in his hand. The stick was white in color, as if it was made of the spine of some powerful immortal. The aura of cold, chaotic, evil... was still rich, turning into a gray mist that lingers on the head of the stick.
The cuffs of the gray robe are weaved with a dark golden pattern, which is simple and vicissitudes of life, and looks like a tall tower.
The movement of all things growing is getting noisier and noisy. The gurgling sound of water is quietly rising, and many gray-robed monks wait patiently without saying a word.
In a moment, the fog burst open, and Fengmai and his team quickly stepped out of the formation, looked at the gray-robed monks in front of them, their faces were solemn and said in a deep voice: To fight against the attack of the sky, why cherish the golden armor!
Among the monks with gray robe, the monk with a cane in the lead spoke coldly and hoarsely: The number of days of reincarnation, the fortune is profitable and loss!
The code is correct!
Fengmai nodded slightly.
The last time, the one asked him to investigate the situation of the Wanxian Society, and then sacrificed some of his fellow tribes and finally completed the task.
After that report, the man told him that in the past few days, a group of new Mahayana will be settled in various villages.
Therefore, in the past few days, Fengmai has been paying attention to the situation outside the village.
The same tribe who came to look for Kong Meng just now, if it weren't for holding the token of the Human King in his hand, it would have almost caused a misunderstanding...
Fortunately, at present, the real Mahayana group has finally arrived!
As my thoughts turn, I look down on my side and look down on my guest: Please!
The gray-robed monk in the lead nodded and stepped into the passage opened in the fog with the numerous gray-robes behind him...
********************
In the village.
A private courtyard.
Pei Ling sat upright in the chair, closing his eyes to rest.
Suddenly, he sensed something and immediately opened his eyes.
The next moment, Fengmai brought several Mahayana Mahayana in.
All Mahayana have perfect breath, all of which are eighty-one kalpas.
Pei Ling stood up and bowed to Fengmai. Then his eyes moved and looked at the monk holding a gray robe and a staff beside him.
Feng Mai nodded slightly and said: Fellow Daoist Pei.
Immediately, I looked at the gray-robed monk holding a short staff. This was Lord Yiwu under the command of Futu Ling.
Then, for the sake of the difference, this person is Pei Ling and Taoist Pei, and is a subordinate of the Human King.
Pei Ling immediately saluted again: Senior ‘Yiwu’!
Yiwu Looking at Pei Ling, a trace of surprise flashed through his cold eyes under the hood: There are indeed many capable people under the command of the Human King.
This junior of the human race has a very young age!
But the feeling that his cultivation gives him was far better than that of the ordinary Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas...
At this moment, Pei Ling immediately turned to Fengmai and asked: Senior, how long will the escort mission start?
Fengmai said: The person has arrived, you can start later.
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling nodded.
When he heard that Pei Ling was going to take on the escort mission, Yi Wu looked at him. After carefully examining it, he quickly said: Your cultivation aura no longer needs to take on this mission.
Next, what you want to do should be becoming an immortal!
Although Jianmu is now being controlled by those fallen immortals, our human race has its own path, and it is not only that we can become immortals by climbing Jianmu.
Pei Ling shook his head and said: Senior, kindness, junior, I appreciate it.
However, the younger generation took on this task this time to find companions.
As for becoming an immortal, I have a way out now, but the time has not come.
Yiwu was slightly stunned and nodded immediately: So that's it.
After speaking, he turned to Fengmai and continued, the Mahayana group I brought this time had not stable realm and had no practical experience.
You need to arrange various tasks as soon as possible, temper them, force them out at the fastest speed, and enrich their experience.
When killing Jianmu, at least half of these people must be useful!
Fengmai immediately said: I will make arrangements immediately!
Tonight, let them get familiar with the environment and situation inside and outside the village and recognize the elderly in the village.
Starting from tomorrow night, the elderly will be arranged to take them out to hunt and fallen immortals. After they accumulate some experience, they will cultivate their ability to stand alone.
Yiwu nodded and then said: Killing Jianmu is definitely not the end of our tribe's war, but the beginning!
Next, Fusang is going to be killed and Xunti is going to be destroyed!
The Dragon Clan and the Golden Crow Clan should also be punished!
Nine-tailed Fox, Kunpeng, Zhe, Dijiang... These so-called powerful tribes cannot be kept!
There is also Netherworld, and we must also crawl in front of our clan and obey our orders!
Our tribe is no longer as weak as it was a long time ago. We can only give birth to many people in a daze and provide blood to all heavens and all worlds.
This world will sooner or later become the rule of our clan!
Fengmai's eyes burst into light and immediately responded: Not bad!Our clan is dormant for countless years, and the time has come. The heavens, all realms, thousands of clans, even the immortals, cannot stop the rise of our clan!
All of my generation are ready to sacrifice at any time.
As long as we can create the glory of our clan, it will be possible to destroy the blood of this generation, two generations, three generations... of our clan!
Long live our lives, our clan will have descendants, suppress all races and command the heaven and earth!
Looking at the many human ancestors who were excited, Pei Ling thought about it and immediately reminded: Seniors, the juniors of Fusang are not very clear, but there is a way to search for it, which can change the speed of time.
After it is implemented, it is very dangerous!
Even though our tribe has all kinds of means and it is difficult to fall behind at that time, it will not cause real harm to the search tree...
He had fought with Xunmu in Panya World in normal years.
However, the search for wood at that time is naturally incomparable to the search for wood that was still at its peak in the prehistoric period.
At that time, facing the vast sun and abyss of searching for trees, he was still forced into an extremely dangerous desperate situation when he had a law of response.
Looking for wood at its peak is definitely even more terrifying!
Anyway, without becoming an immortal, he definitely doesn't want to face Xunmu now!
After hearing this, he looked at Pei Ling very calmly and said gently: Fusang is in charge of sunrise, and looking for trees is in charge of sunset.
Although these two sacred trees can use immortal arts related to time, the immortal abilities they master are not time itself.
To deal with Fusang, you have to wait for the day. After all the ten major suns rise, even if it has the Sunrise Immortal Status, it cannot continue to have the Sunrise.
To deal with the search for trees, you have to wait for the sun to set.
Ten major suns have fallen into Yuyuan, so how can it sunset again?
As long as we pay attention to the time of action, what our clan has to deal with are the two great divine trees without immortal abilities.
However, before killing Fusang, one should also be noted that it is to kill the Nine Wheels of Great Sun first!
The top ten sun lords are difficult to deal with.
If they appear at the same time, it will cause quite unnecessary losses to our clan.
If the plan goes well, you can leave a obedient Lord of the Sun for our tribe.
The other nine sun lords will be killed on the spot!
The laws of the 'Zhongming' Venerable need of their corpses and souls very much.
If the ten big sun golden crows were not obedient, they would all be killed.
Anyway, there must be a sun in the end... The golden crow of the sun, the venerable "Chongming" said that the more the better, the more the better...
Daytime dealing with Fusang...
Sunset deals with wood hunting...
this……
Pei Ling was just talking casually, and wanted to remind the human race to be careful when dealing with the two great gods. He didn't expect that the human race had already had a very detailed plan!
Of course, this plan sounds much less difficult, but when actually operating, you have to consider whether a day or night can end the battle; the issue of Fusang and Xunmu joining forces; and the issue of foreign immortals such as alien races and demon races intervening...
In Panya World in later generations, Fusang was beheaded, and the remains fell into the underworld, turning into a strange mulberry; Xunmu's vitality was severely damaged, his realm fell, he fled to Qingyao Mountain, and survived with the tribute of the remaining demon clan... The human race's plan must have been successful in the end!
However, there is only one day left in ten days. It would be a pity if the nine Sun Lords were all killed by the human race...
Just as Pei Ling was thinking, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside.
The people in the room looked in the sound and saw a Mahayana named 81 kalpas, bringing a large number of mortals in.
There were many mortals, only a few entered the yard, and most of them were lined up and stood on the street outside.
These mortals had obviously been taught a long time ago. At this moment, they all looked down and did not look at any monk. They stared at the ground in front of them, and the silent and determined aura filled with quietness.
The Mahayana who escorted them was ready to go, and they were all dressed in a simple and neat manner, and their weapons were placed in the most convenient position. Although they were dressed in different ways, their elite temperaments were already coming.
Yiwu immediately looked at Fengmai and said: Everyone has already gathered, the task can start immediately.
Fengmai nodded, then looked at Pei Ling and asked: The escort mission can begin, can fellow Taoist Pei go there together?
Pei Ling said: Thank you, senior, I should go with you.
When he nodded, he immediately turned to Yiwu. Before he could speak, Yiwu was already hoarse and said: I still have something to do, so it is not convenient to stay here.
It happened to be borrowed from the land of chaos.
Fengmai said calmly: Since that's the case, come with me.
He turned around and took everyone toward the inner room.
Like last time, many human races entered the corridor under the restricted order and walked into the hall deep underground.
Above the Danba, the high platform is blazing with black fire, and in the cold and chaotic masks are floating.
As soon as the steps stop, all the human races followed, looking at the mask that kept emitting a cold and dark aura.
Pei Ling's eyes were fixed on it and immediately recognized that this was a creation in a dream!
This mask is not something that appears in the world!
At this moment, Fengmai said calmly: Let's start.
He raised his hand, and the black fire on the high platform was very strong, and he put the mask into his hands.
The first one stepped forward and lowered his head slightly.
Fengmai raised his mask, leaned into his hood, and put it on.
In the shadow under the hood, there was a sudden squirming moment. The next moment, countless white claws poked out, and a crackling sound, they grabbed into the void with resentment.
Yiwu walked aside, and his and Fengmai's eyes fell on Pei Ling at the same time.
Pei Ling did not hesitate, and learned to be Yiwu, stepped forward and lowered his head slightly.
A second mask appeared in the dark fire and was sent into Fengmai's hand.
Fengmai raised his hand and put it on for Pei Ling.
Pei Ling immediately felt an extremely cold aura instantly melted into his body.
The next moment, he felt that the mask had disappeared, but that cold feeling had been lingering in his mind, making him feel excited.
Many Mahayana were extremely skilled in the scene in front of them, and they did not need urging or commanding to step forward one by one, so that Fengmai could put on masks for them.
Soon, all human races had countless tentacles, vertical pupils, hand claws... on their faces... and swung.
The cold, dark, chaotic and depraved aura rose!
Fengmai's eyes swept across the crowd, and confirmed that every human race had put on a mask, nodding slightly: Be careful when traveling, protect the mortals who are traveling with you!
May you all return as you wish!
After saying that, without waiting for everyone to answer, he raised his hand and grabbed it. In an instant, the black fire was in full bloom, and a huge shadow enveloped the entire vast hall. All the light was swallowed up in an instant!
The darkness is like a turbulent tide, drowning all human races in a blink of an eye.
The next moment, the black fire retreated and the light reappeared. There was no other figure in the hall. Only Fengmai's breath was weak, he sat down with a crumbling breath and resumed his exercises.
The shark's lamp burns quietly, and under the pure white fire, everything is silent.
********************
The land of chaos.
The darkness of the five fingers was so strong that it was as solid as the essence.
Amid the rustling sound of gravel, countless insects crawled like a tide.
Suddenly, figures appeared on the Gobi Desert without warning.
The mortals without cultivation suddenly fell, but before they fell, the surrounding Mahayana had already exerted their energy and supported them.
The leader of the gray robe Mahayana spoke hoarsely and said briefly: Let's go!
Immediately, I took the lead in one direction.
The other human races, whether monks or mortals, made no sound and quickly moved their steps to follow.
At the same time, Pei Ling also looked towards the direction of the team's progress.
He had already sensed that the position of the piece corresponding to Kong Meng changed and appeared very far away from him!
In addition to Kongmeng, the chess pieces corresponding to Junyi are also in the same direction!
The other chess pieces overlap and are located behind you...
This is not the first time he encountered a similar situation. He immediately understood that this place is similar to the Netherworld, but it is a world of its own!
At this time, Yiwu reminds you: If you fallen immortals approach, protect the mortals!
The blood moon spreads, people come and go in the streets and alleys, and the immortals and mortals are busy and orderly.
Pei Ling's divine thoughts swept across the entire village in an instant, but he did not notice Kong Meng's traces. However, the chess piece corresponding to Kong Meng was clearly in this village...
While thinking, he was already taken into a small courtyard by the old man in a mai.
The house in this yard is a little taller than the house outside and is vaguely guarded in the middle of the village.
As he strode into the main hall, the old man in Mai ordered someone to get spiritual juice to entertain guests, he greeted Pei Ling and said: Fellow Taoist, please sit down!
Pei Ling took his robe and sat down, quickly looked around, and his eyes stayed on the crystal mirror hanging on the hall for a moment, then turned away, looking at the old man in Mai not far away.
The old man in mai stroked his long beard and said: When I meet Mai, I am the village chief of this village.
Don't know what friends call me?
Before he finished speaking, a human Mahayana put a stone pottery bowl on Pei Ling's hand.
Pei Ling glanced at the eye and saw that the water in the bowl was clear and a wisp of dark green slowly dissipated. An extremely lively inspiration jumped in it. He nodded and said: Younger Pei Ling, I'll bother you in trouble with your village. I hope you don't blame me.
The younger generation and his companion are "Kongmeng", and there are some contact methods.
However, since entering the village, I have not found the aura of "Chongmeng". I wonder what the "escort mission" that Senior Fengmai just mentioned is going on?
Fengmai said: After receiving the escort mission, he had already set off and was naturally not in the village.
As for the task of "escort", it involves our tribe's secrets and cannot be said lightly.
But fellow Taoist Pei had the token of that adult, and he must be his own person, so there is no need to hide it...
As he was talking, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the outside.
Immediately, a Mahayana with a perfect breath walked in quickly, nodded slightly to Fengmai and said: Village Chief, the new tribe has arrived, please go and answer!
Upon hearing this, Fengmai looked solemn, and immediately turned to Pei Ling, speaking slightly faster: The task of 'escorting' will last for three days.
You can pick it up the day before yesterday, yesterday and today!
‘Kongmeng’ was the task I took on last night.
This task tonight requires some preparation before it can start.
If Fellow Daoist Pei had to meet "Kong Meng" now, he would have to take on this task before he could meet with him.
I have something to do now and I am temporarily unaccompanied. Please forgive me!
Pei Ling nodded slightly and said: Senior, please give in yourself.
After his words fell, Feng Mai's figure disappeared instantly.
The other Mahayana tribes in the room followed closely, and stepped out in one step and left the courtyard in an instant.
Pei Ling was left alone in the wide and empty main hall.
He looked around again, used his habitual means to check the pottery bowl at hand, and after confirming that there was no problem, he picked it up and took a sip.
A refreshing inspiration, accompanied by a sweet taste, poured into her mouth. Pei Ling couldn't help but drink this bowl of spiritual juice in big mouthfuls...
********************
Outside the village.
The night falls and the bloody moon rises.
The vast yellow sand was moving, and countless gravels were trembling as the breeding of thousands of plants and trees, and in a blink of an eye, they were completely submerged by the swarming branches and leaves.
The Emperor's Liujiu is vast and nourishes all things.
The desolate ruins, with green lights rising little by little.
A human monk in gray robe stood between the ruins with his sleeves. The mist was like gauze, lingering and floating around. Under the shadow of his hood, their faces were blurred, but their eyes were quiet and quiet.
The perfect and ethereal meaning is like a thin mist that suddenly separates and merges, which is slightly unstable.
The monk in charge was like a deep well, dark and deep, and his breath was flawless. He was leaning on a half-person-high stick in his hand. The stick was white in color, as if it was made of the spine of some powerful immortal. The aura of cold, chaotic, evil... was still rich, turning into a gray mist that lingers on the head of the stick.
The cuffs of the gray robe are weaved with a dark golden pattern, which is simple and vicissitudes of life, and looks like a tall tower.
The movement of all things growing is getting noisier and noisy. The gurgling sound of water is quietly rising, and many gray-robed monks wait patiently without saying a word.
In a moment, the fog burst open, and Fengmai and his team quickly stepped out of the formation, looked at the gray-robed monks in front of them, their faces were solemn and said in a deep voice: To fight against the attack of the sky, why cherish the golden armor!
Among the monks with gray robe, the monk with a cane in the lead spoke coldly and hoarsely: The number of days of reincarnation, the fortune is profitable and loss!
The code is correct!
Fengmai nodded slightly.
The last time, the one asked him to investigate the situation of the Wanxian Society, and then sacrificed some of his fellow tribes and finally completed the task.
After that report, the man told him that in the past few days, a group of new Mahayana will be settled in various villages.
Therefore, in the past few days, Fengmai has been paying attention to the situation outside the village.
The same tribe who came to look for Kong Meng just now, if it weren't for holding the token of the Human King in his hand, it would have almost caused a misunderstanding...
Fortunately, at present, the real Mahayana group has finally arrived!
As my thoughts turn, I look down on my side and look down on my guest: Please!
The gray-robed monk in the lead nodded and stepped into the passage opened in the fog with the numerous gray-robes behind him...
********************
In the village.
A private courtyard.
Pei Ling sat upright in the chair, closing his eyes to rest.
Suddenly, he sensed something and immediately opened his eyes.
The next moment, Fengmai brought several Mahayana Mahayana in.
All Mahayana have perfect breath, all of which are eighty-one kalpas.
Pei Ling stood up and bowed to Fengmai. Then his eyes moved and looked at the monk holding a gray robe and a staff beside him.
Feng Mai nodded slightly and said: Fellow Daoist Pei.
Immediately, I looked at the gray-robed monk holding a short staff. This was Lord Yiwu under the command of Futu Ling.
Then, for the sake of the difference, this person is Pei Ling and Taoist Pei, and is a subordinate of the Human King.
Pei Ling immediately saluted again: Senior ‘Yiwu’!
Yiwu Looking at Pei Ling, a trace of surprise flashed through his cold eyes under the hood: There are indeed many capable people under the command of the Human King.
This junior of the human race has a very young age!
But the feeling that his cultivation gives him was far better than that of the ordinary Mahayana in the eighty-one kalpas...
At this moment, Pei Ling immediately turned to Fengmai and asked: Senior, how long will the escort mission start?
Fengmai said: The person has arrived, you can start later.
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling nodded.
When he heard that Pei Ling was going to take on the escort mission, Yi Wu looked at him. After carefully examining it, he quickly said: Your cultivation aura no longer needs to take on this mission.
Next, what you want to do should be becoming an immortal!
Although Jianmu is now being controlled by those fallen immortals, our human race has its own path, and it is not only that we can become immortals by climbing Jianmu.
Pei Ling shook his head and said: Senior, kindness, junior, I appreciate it.
However, the younger generation took on this task this time to find companions.
As for becoming an immortal, I have a way out now, but the time has not come.
Yiwu was slightly stunned and nodded immediately: So that's it.
After speaking, he turned to Fengmai and continued, the Mahayana group I brought this time had not stable realm and had no practical experience.
You need to arrange various tasks as soon as possible, temper them, force them out at the fastest speed, and enrich their experience.
When killing Jianmu, at least half of these people must be useful!
Fengmai immediately said: I will make arrangements immediately!
Tonight, let them get familiar with the environment and situation inside and outside the village and recognize the elderly in the village.
Starting from tomorrow night, the elderly will be arranged to take them out to hunt and fallen immortals. After they accumulate some experience, they will cultivate their ability to stand alone.
Yiwu nodded and then said: Killing Jianmu is definitely not the end of our tribe's war, but the beginning!
Next, Fusang is going to be killed and Xunti is going to be destroyed!
The Dragon Clan and the Golden Crow Clan should also be punished!
Nine-tailed Fox, Kunpeng, Zhe, Dijiang... These so-called powerful tribes cannot be kept!
There is also Netherworld, and we must also crawl in front of our clan and obey our orders!
Our tribe is no longer as weak as it was a long time ago. We can only give birth to many people in a daze and provide blood to all heavens and all worlds.
This world will sooner or later become the rule of our clan!
Fengmai's eyes burst into light and immediately responded: Not bad!Our clan is dormant for countless years, and the time has come. The heavens, all realms, thousands of clans, even the immortals, cannot stop the rise of our clan!
All of my generation are ready to sacrifice at any time.
As long as we can create the glory of our clan, it will be possible to destroy the blood of this generation, two generations, three generations... of our clan!
Long live our lives, our clan will have descendants, suppress all races and command the heaven and earth!
Looking at the many human ancestors who were excited, Pei Ling thought about it and immediately reminded: Seniors, the juniors of Fusang are not very clear, but there is a way to search for it, which can change the speed of time.
After it is implemented, it is very dangerous!
Even though our tribe has all kinds of means and it is difficult to fall behind at that time, it will not cause real harm to the search tree...
He had fought with Xunmu in Panya World in normal years.
However, the search for wood at that time is naturally incomparable to the search for wood that was still at its peak in the prehistoric period.
At that time, facing the vast sun and abyss of searching for trees, he was still forced into an extremely dangerous desperate situation when he had a law of response.
Looking for wood at its peak is definitely even more terrifying!
Anyway, without becoming an immortal, he definitely doesn't want to face Xunmu now!
After hearing this, he looked at Pei Ling very calmly and said gently: Fusang is in charge of sunrise, and looking for trees is in charge of sunset.
Although these two sacred trees can use immortal arts related to time, the immortal abilities they master are not time itself.
To deal with Fusang, you have to wait for the day. After all the ten major suns rise, even if it has the Sunrise Immortal Status, it cannot continue to have the Sunrise.
To deal with the search for trees, you have to wait for the sun to set.
Ten major suns have fallen into Yuyuan, so how can it sunset again?
As long as we pay attention to the time of action, what our clan has to deal with are the two great divine trees without immortal abilities.
However, before killing Fusang, one should also be noted that it is to kill the Nine Wheels of Great Sun first!
The top ten sun lords are difficult to deal with.
If they appear at the same time, it will cause quite unnecessary losses to our clan.
If the plan goes well, you can leave a obedient Lord of the Sun for our tribe.
The other nine sun lords will be killed on the spot!
The laws of the 'Zhongming' Venerable need of their corpses and souls very much.
If the ten big sun golden crows were not obedient, they would all be killed.
Anyway, there must be a sun in the end... The golden crow of the sun, the venerable "Chongming" said that the more the better, the more the better...
Daytime dealing with Fusang...
Sunset deals with wood hunting...
this……
Pei Ling was just talking casually, and wanted to remind the human race to be careful when dealing with the two great gods. He didn't expect that the human race had already had a very detailed plan!
Of course, this plan sounds much less difficult, but when actually operating, you have to consider whether a day or night can end the battle; the issue of Fusang and Xunmu joining forces; and the issue of foreign immortals such as alien races and demon races intervening...
In Panya World in later generations, Fusang was beheaded, and the remains fell into the underworld, turning into a strange mulberry; Xunmu's vitality was severely damaged, his realm fell, he fled to Qingyao Mountain, and survived with the tribute of the remaining demon clan... The human race's plan must have been successful in the end!
However, there is only one day left in ten days. It would be a pity if the nine Sun Lords were all killed by the human race...
Just as Pei Ling was thinking, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside.
The people in the room looked in the sound and saw a Mahayana named 81 kalpas, bringing a large number of mortals in.
There were many mortals, only a few entered the yard, and most of them were lined up and stood on the street outside.
These mortals had obviously been taught a long time ago. At this moment, they all looked down and did not look at any monk. They stared at the ground in front of them, and the silent and determined aura filled with quietness.
The Mahayana who escorted them was ready to go, and they were all dressed in a simple and neat manner, and their weapons were placed in the most convenient position. Although they were dressed in different ways, their elite temperaments were already coming.
Yiwu immediately looked at Fengmai and said: Everyone has already gathered, the task can start immediately.
Fengmai nodded, then looked at Pei Ling and asked: The escort mission can begin, can fellow Taoist Pei go there together?
Pei Ling said: Thank you, senior, I should go with you.
When he nodded, he immediately turned to Yiwu. Before he could speak, Yiwu was already hoarse and said: I still have something to do, so it is not convenient to stay here.
It happened to be borrowed from the land of chaos.
Fengmai said calmly: Since that's the case, come with me.
He turned around and took everyone toward the inner room.
Like last time, many human races entered the corridor under the restricted order and walked into the hall deep underground.
Above the Danba, the high platform is blazing with black fire, and in the cold and chaotic masks are floating.
As soon as the steps stop, all the human races followed, looking at the mask that kept emitting a cold and dark aura.
Pei Ling's eyes were fixed on it and immediately recognized that this was a creation in a dream!
This mask is not something that appears in the world!
At this moment, Fengmai said calmly: Let's start.
He raised his hand, and the black fire on the high platform was very strong, and he put the mask into his hands.
The first one stepped forward and lowered his head slightly.
Fengmai raised his mask, leaned into his hood, and put it on.
In the shadow under the hood, there was a sudden squirming moment. The next moment, countless white claws poked out, and a crackling sound, they grabbed into the void with resentment.
Yiwu walked aside, and his and Fengmai's eyes fell on Pei Ling at the same time.
Pei Ling did not hesitate, and learned to be Yiwu, stepped forward and lowered his head slightly.
A second mask appeared in the dark fire and was sent into Fengmai's hand.
Fengmai raised his hand and put it on for Pei Ling.
Pei Ling immediately felt an extremely cold aura instantly melted into his body.
The next moment, he felt that the mask had disappeared, but that cold feeling had been lingering in his mind, making him feel excited.
Many Mahayana were extremely skilled in the scene in front of them, and they did not need urging or commanding to step forward one by one, so that Fengmai could put on masks for them.
Soon, all human races had countless tentacles, vertical pupils, hand claws... on their faces... and swung.
The cold, dark, chaotic and depraved aura rose!
Fengmai's eyes swept across the crowd, and confirmed that every human race had put on a mask, nodding slightly: Be careful when traveling, protect the mortals who are traveling with you!
May you all return as you wish!
After saying that, without waiting for everyone to answer, he raised his hand and grabbed it. In an instant, the black fire was in full bloom, and a huge shadow enveloped the entire vast hall. All the light was swallowed up in an instant!
The darkness is like a turbulent tide, drowning all human races in a blink of an eye.
The next moment, the black fire retreated and the light reappeared. There was no other figure in the hall. Only Fengmai's breath was weak, he sat down with a crumbling breath and resumed his exercises.
The shark's lamp burns quietly, and under the pure white fire, everything is silent.
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The land of chaos.
The darkness of the five fingers was so strong that it was as solid as the essence.
Amid the rustling sound of gravel, countless insects crawled like a tide.
Suddenly, figures appeared on the Gobi Desert without warning.
The mortals without cultivation suddenly fell, but before they fell, the surrounding Mahayana had already exerted their energy and supported them.
The leader of the gray robe Mahayana spoke hoarsely and said briefly: Let's go!
Immediately, I took the lead in one direction.
The other human races, whether monks or mortals, made no sound and quickly moved their steps to follow.
At the same time, Pei Ling also looked towards the direction of the team's progress.
He had already sensed that the position of the piece corresponding to Kong Meng changed and appeared very far away from him!
In addition to Kongmeng, the chess pieces corresponding to Junyi are also in the same direction!
The other chess pieces overlap and are located behind you...
This is not the first time he encountered a similar situation. He immediately understood that this place is similar to the Netherworld, but it is a world of its own!
At this time, Yiwu reminds you: If you fallen immortals approach, protect the mortals!
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