Chapter 138 [Gathers of Heroes]

"This sword energy is exactly the same as what I saw under the Tianzhe Mountains." Liu Zhuo looked directly at the sword light falling onto the palace platform, and said in his heart.

The blue sword light suddenly fell to the ground, but it did not fly as gravel as imagined. Instead, the green light faded, gradually revealing a middle-aged monk with extremely long cheeks.

This monk was wearing a black martial arts shirt and a big red belt, and looked very capable. What puzzled Liu Zhuo was that the man was carrying a five-foot sword behind him, which looked very alternative.

Anyone who cultivates immortals and stores bags is a must-have for humans. The dress of this long-faced monk seems a bit inappropriate. Liu Zhuo, who was far away on the cliff, could not see clearly his cultivation level, so he knew that he was a master above the level of Killing Dan.

"Ao Guang, you haven't seen each other for more than thirty years. You haven't formed a Nascent Soul yet." The long-faced monk looked around and teased casually as if no one was around.

As soon as these words were spoken, many monks on the field were talking, and no one would have thought that anyone would dare to speak like this to the Demon Emperor.

After hearing this, Ao Guang raised his red eyelids slightly, looking unwilling to pay attention to it, and murmured: "How much does Lao Long have to cultivate? What does it have to do with you Liu Wuming? This time entering the inner palace is of great importance, and you have been practicing for a long time."

Liu Wuming smiled in front of everyone, but said, "I didn't expect that after a hundred years, you, the Dragon King, were still paying attention to the [Seal of Life and Death]. Liu is not as greedy as you. This time, he went to the inner hall to find a phantom spirit at most, and he was satisfied with refining magic weapons."

"It's so good. After breaking the ban on the inner hall, we all have nothing to do with each other." Ao Guang's voice filled with pressure and rang in a low voice.

Liu Wuming asked for a boring look, turned his head and shouted to the serious old man: "I didn't expect that you, Wang Daoming, have arrived. When I saw you ten years ago, the leader of the Wang Sect was still in the middle stage of the Killing Pill. I didn't expect that he had entered the late stage of the Killing Pill. Now, Liu wants to call you Master Wang?"

"My Confucius Sect is also one of the seven immortal sects. Since Brother Ao Guang invited me, I, Wang, will naturally come. But Brother Liu, you are strange. I guess you came here uninvited, right?" Wang Daoming said seriously, with a thorn in his words.

Liu Wuming sat cross-legged in a corner of the palace and said, "What's the solution? The army of the dog thieves in Qin State will destroy the Wei State. My senior brother, who has no time to come to the world, has to do it for me, Liu."

"It seems that Brother Liu's [Dragon Evil Sword Technique] has already reached the Mahayana realm. Wang is going to ask for advice!" Wang Daoming suddenly said with a sharp expression.

Liu Wuming waved his hand and shouted, "What's this? Master Wang, a master in the late stage of the elixir, is here to bully someone like Liu who has elixir in the middle of the elixir. If this is said, it is really a shameful thing for him to be gentle."

"Where is it, Brother Liu's [Nine Swords of Dragon Evil] Wang learned it ten years ago. It is indeed the supreme magic of immortal swords. Since Brother Liu is unwilling to compete, Wang had to wait behind the inner hall to see Brother Liu's sword fairy style." Wang Daoming laughed loudly.

At this time, Liu Zhuo, who was hidden under the "Mutual Escape Bead", was listening carefully. He thought to himself: This long-faced monk seems to have a bad reputation and is so disliked. However, after hearing the life and death seals mentioned by these people over and over again, I don’t know what kind of treasure it would be, which would make such a serious master like the Dragon King in the Dan-Cultivation Stage treat it so carefully.

"Liu Wuming, you came early enough, which made my sister go to Wanjian Sect to find you!" Suddenly, a delicate and crisp voice came from the horizon.

Suddenly, the monks in the valley were all attracted by the sound. Liu Zhuo was also very curious and looked at the sky behind him.

At that moment, a demonic wind blew from the sky, and a light green figure came by the wind, and the ribbons were flying around her. She stepped down the wind and landed on the ground. Only then did everyone see a charming and charming face that turned upside down.

"This is the Fox Demon King of White Fox Ridge, and another Demon Emperor is here." Among the dozens of monks in the palace, someone suddenly muttered. At this time, the venue was quiet, and the sound seemed particularly abrupt.

"He actually is another powerful master in the Golden Elixir Mahayana stage. These people will definitely not just look for the illusion spirit that refines magic weapons, right?" Liu Zhuo thought in his mind and set his eyes down.

"Haha, Ji Wuniang, you are here just right. I'm worried that no one will talk. It's really terrible to talk to such a hypocrite as Wang Daoming." Liu Wuming smiled, but it attracted Wang Daoming's angry eyes.

"Then later enter the palace, Liu Wuming, do you want to join forces with your sister? I heard that the Thousand Immortals Club thirty years ago had an old monster from the Nascent Soul stage participated, intending to force the life and death seal. Although the submission failed, it also broke most of the ban on the life and death seal. We have great hope this time." Ji Wuniang opened her bright eyes and smiled ambiguously, without any regard for the many monks present. What kind of reaction will it cause after saying this news.

"Mr. Liu, I don't want this boring." Liu Wuming refused.

"I don't believe it. If the mark of life and death is placed in front of you, will you not be moved?"

The woman called Ji Wuniang suddenly covered her mouth and smiled charmingly, looking very shaking, her delicate body trembled slightly, and exuded a seductive aura at all times. Some young monks under the palace stage suddenly had their eyes blurred, as if they were possessed by the devil, staring at Ji Wuniang intently.

(What a profound charming technique.)

Liu Zhuo looked at Ji Wuniang's delicate figure, and his eyes were like being trapped in a demonic obstacle. He only continued in his eyes for a moment, and he returned to normal, but he was secretly amazed in his heart.

However, after listening to Ji Wuniang's explanation, Liu Zhuo understood why Ying Zheng said that he was bound to win the seal of life and death.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

It was a flying sword that was one meter long and wide, with purple light on the surface. On the flying sword was a red-faced old man wearing a green Taoist robe. The old man was thin and stood with his hands behind his back. He stepped on the sword and slowly fell down.

Behind the old man, a huge blue fog suddenly surged, and the fog rushed over the valley. A middle-aged monk wearing a green Taoist robe and tall figure suddenly landed on the ground, and a majestic face with thick eyebrows and big eyes was looking around the audience!

The two who came this time were both Liu Zhuo’s old acquaintances, Li He, the law enforcement elder of the Five Mountains Sect, and the head Zhongsun Hong!

"I didn't expect that the people from the Five Mountains Sect will join in the fun this time." Liu Wuming said with a smile.

Li He looked up at Liu Wuming, and his voice exploded like a bell and said, "Fellow Daoist Liu, I'm lucky to know."

At that moment, Li He greeted Ao Guang and Ji Wuniang again, and then stopped safely and closed his eyes and rested.

But Zhong Sun Hong walked to Wang Daoming, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoming, I'm here as promised."

A smile appeared on Wang Daoming's serious cheeks. He nodded and did not speak. However, the old eyes flashed with a glimmer. It was obvious that he was secretly using the technique of sound transmission and was discussing something with Zhongsun Hong.

Seeing this, the few people around them all showed deep thoughts.

The Ji Wuniang swept her eyes and walked straight to Liu Wuming. She smiled and used the technique of sound transmission to talk to her.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the hall platform suddenly became gloomy. The group of people had their own thoughts, waiting for the magic circle leading to the inner hall to open.

At the same time, Liu Zhuo, who was on the top of the cliff, had a storm in his heart. He was surprised to meet Li He and Zhongsun Hong here.

After all, compared with the Seven Immortal Sects, the Five Mountains Sects are just a small sect and there is no Fuxi Order. Although the disciples of the sects were invited to the Thousand Immortals Association, they were also low-level cultivators in the Qi Training Stage, such masters who formed golden elixirs like Zhongsun Hong and Li He, would naturally not come with shamelessness.

"Is it possible that Wang Daoming and the Five Mountains Sects reached some agreement to help him seize the [Seal of Life and Death]?" Liu Zhuo analyzed in his heart.

He felt that the Confucius Sect must have promised great benefits. Since ancient times, there have been many grudges and ties between the Confucius Sect and the Five Mountains Sect and have been in a state of hostility. However, the Five Mountains Sect is the law enforcement elder and the leader is working together. It can be seen that the Confucius Sect is indeed determined to achieve the [Seal of Life and Death].

As a disciple who rebelled from the Five Mountains Sect, Liu Zhuo naturally understood what would happen if he was found. After all, in the eyes of Zhongsun Hong and Li He, he should be a disciple who failed to go out to catch ghosts and died unfortunately.

"Fortunately, I used the mustard escape bead to hide here, so there would be no danger. I just waited for these people to enter the inner hall and I was slipping away." Liu Zhuo said in his heart, and immediately hidden all his spiritual senses into the mustard escape bead.

Click!

A clear sound.

A man wearing a silk robe and a dark gold belt fell ten feet behind Liu Zhuo.

Ying Zheng's face was gloomy and he was looking around. Then he also pinched the invisibility technique, hid his body, walked to the edge of the cliff, and peered down.

Liu Zhuo, who was standing beside him, was amused and crying when he saw this.

He could not have imagined that the position the prince chose to peek was exactly the same as what he chose.

However, with the magical power of the [Mutton Escape Bead], Liu Zhuo was not afraid of being exposed. He restrained his breath to the extreme. In secret, he was ready to start fighting at any time. A fixed pill was already in his palm, ready to rush to give Ying Zheng a fierce blow at any time.

In this way, time passed by, and from time to time, monks came from all directions, gathered in the valley, and waited quietly.

Until eight hours later, nearly a hundred monks gathered near the bottom of the valley. On the palace platform carved with magic circles, the dragon king Ao Guang suddenly stood up.

"The time has come, and the teleportation array that leaves the hall will only last for an hour. If you want to find a fairy friend who leaves the hall, you will teleport out as soon as the teleportation array appears later. Otherwise, if you miss the time, you will have to stay in the hall for thirty years." Ao Guang's voice extended and echoed in the entire valley beside him.

The next moment, the teleportation array built from 7749 intermediate-level spirit stones on the hall platform suddenly lit up, and colorful rays of light burst out from the middle.
Chapter completed!