Chapter 308: Senluo Cult Master’s Appreciation (2)
Lu Yi stood on the city gate tower, and next to him stood a dark cloud beast as big as an elephant.
The dark cloud beast roared in a low voice, its eyes spewing out three-foot-long bloody light, and the pair of sharp horns on its head were more than six feet long, shiny black, and spewing out a dark light under the rising sun.
The monks who were fighting madly in Yang City quieted down for a moment because of Lu Yi's violent and violent methods.
The group of Hua Sangnu and Yue Sangnu are strange and extremely difficult to deal with.
After a night of chaotic fighting, at least tens of thousands of monks died at the hands of Hua Sangnu and Yue Sangnu.
Such a difficult monster was actually shot to death by Lu Yi's arrows... The monks on both sides knew that this was a strong enemy that was difficult to provoke, and it was best not to provoke it before the two sides decided the winner.
Therefore, the area near Lu Yi's city gate tower became a safe restricted area.
The monks fighting on both sides gradually moved away from this side, and no one was willing to get close here.
Tu Lao Mo and his companions, who were driving the Yuan Mo Dou to fight against a group of Yuan Ling Tian cultivators, looked at Lu Fu deeply - at this moment, Lu Fu was using the mask of "Le Huo", and Tu Lao Mo and his companions remembered this face firmly in their hearts.
"The cultivation level of the Fiery Fire Realm." The old demon Tu released streaks of blood, severely injuring a Yuanlingtian cultivator who had exhausted his magic power. He then cast an extremely vicious spell on the opponent, melting the opponent's liver into a pool of blood.
"But that bow and arrow are very powerful. I smell the stench of those thieves from the Buddhist sect." The old demon Tu said coldly: "Send someone to find out his background... I always feel that the thieves from the Buddhist sect have been too low-key recently... They must have a conspiracy!"
An old demon from the Secret Demon Cliff threw out a huge black magic pestle, beating a young man from the Tianji Sect and breaking his bones. A vicious magic spell flowed into the opponent's body, breaking his bones, burning his blood and marrow. The terrible pain made the Tianji Sect monk faint from the pain, and his body twisted in an extremely strange way.
The old devil smiled calmly and said, "There must be a conspiracy... But, in my opinion, they may want to help Yinzhen, first subdue the princes from all directions, and bring the four great states back into Dayin's rule."
"So, they let Xin Yin exist... Hehe, the thieves are trying to kill with a borrowed knife, using Xin Yin to collude with the cultivators of Yuan Ling Tian and let them fight with us." The old devil's eyes flashed with green flames: "I don't know which wicked guy came up with this idea... These idiots in Yuan Ling Tian really colluded with Xin Yin?"
The old demon Tu stared at Lu Yi with a grim look.
Lu Yu felt the malice in the eyes of Tu Lao Mo. He forced himself to suppress the boiling power in his body, glanced at Tu Lao Mo, bowed to him, then put away the Vajra bow, put away the three large boxes of arrows, jumped onto the Dark Cloud Beast, and turned away.
Yangcheng continued to be a mess.
Whether it is the six sects of the Demonic Path or the cultivators of Yuanlingtian, they are already entangled with each other, and it is not easy to withdraw from the battle.
Especially without Hua Sangnv and Yue Sangnv to disrupt the situation, the two sides were able to fight face to face and focus on unleashing all kinds of powerful magical skills on their opponents, and the rate of casualties on both sides increased suddenly.
Lu Yi rode the dark cloud beast back to the dense forest.
He planned to wait for the final result here - if all the cultivators of Yuanlingtian died, then he would naturally return to Yincheng.
If the cultivators of Yuanlingtian win a great victory, then Lu Yi will "keep his promise" and give them enough benefits to allow them to attract more cultivators of Yuanlingtian to join Xinyin!
The black cloud beast ran very fast. Its bloodline returned to its ancestral origin, and its body was becoming more and more transformed. Its speed was already ridiculously fast. In the blink of an eye, the black cloud beast carried Lu Yi back to the dense forest.
The sun rises, and the sky is filled with dazzling red light.
Entering this dense forest covered with ice and snow, the light suddenly dimmed.
All the sounds from the outside world, including the shouting and screaming in Yangcheng, as well as the noises caused by various magic spells, disappeared.
The dense forest seemed to be locked in a dark crystal cover, with dim light and no sound from inside or outside. There was an unsettling silence in the air, too quiet, as if everything was dead.
"Which fellow Taoist is joking with me?" Lu Yi shuddered. He slowly turned the small dark cloud beast, put on the diamond armor, took out the diamond spear, and carefully observed the movements around him.
"Don't panic, don't be afraid." A gentle voice came from behind Lu Yi: "I am Wanxiang, the Wanxiang of Senluo Wanxiang, and I want to have a friendly talk with you."
Lu Yu raised his eyebrows. Oh no, another troublesome guy who invaded behind him silently.
If the Moon-Sang Woman suddenly appeared from behind Lu Yi last night because of her evil identity and her mysterious appearance was her innate ability, then the cultivation level of the person who was talking behind him was a little unpredictable.
After planting the Golden Lotus Seed, Lu Yi's spiritual power grew immensely. Even if a snowflake fell into the lake within ten miles, he could easily detect the movement of the snowflake as long as he wanted.
But the man behind him... he didn't notice any noise.
Turning around slowly, Lu Yi saw a middle-aged man wearing a black and white robe, a black and white square hat, a gaunt face, and a beard on his chin that was only an inch wide but more than three feet long.
This person, like other cultivators in Yuanlingtian, is obviously a native of Yuanlingtian.
Compared to the natives of Jishengtian, that is, Lu Yi, the people of Yuanlingtian are taller, more handsome or prettier, but have thinner bodies, and their hair and eye colors are very different from those of the natives like Lu Yi.
For example, Qing Minxiu, Xie Fugui and others whom Lu Yi had met were all handsome men and beautiful women. Even those who came from evil sects were filled with otherworldly aura and were as graceful as immortals.
The person behind Lu Yi...
Compared with other people in Yuanlingtian, his appearance is a little ordinary. Even among the natives of Jishengtian, this middle-aged man can only be regarded as "ordinary".
And his height is slightly average, just over seven feet.
But his aura made Lu Yi inexplicably alert.
This man was clearly standing in front of Lu Yi, but Lu Yi could not tell the difference between him and this world. He seemed to have completely merged into this world, just like a tree, a blade of grass, a snowflake, a speck of dust...
If Lu Yi closed his eyes, he would completely disappear from Lu Yi's perception.
"Senior!" Lu Yi held the gun and clasped his fists towards the man: "May I ask Senior Wanxiang?"
"Yuan Lingtian, the leader of Senluo Sect, Wanxiang." Wanxiang smiled gently, just like his voice, plain but very friendly: "My name and the sect I belong to are a good match, right? Wanxiang Senluo, Senluo Wanxiang, hehe!"
Wan Xiang looked at Lu Yi with a smile: "Back then, there were more than ten of us brothers and sisters, and the master finally chose me to inherit the position of the leader. A lot of it had to do with it, it was because of my name."
Lu Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Senluo Sect? May I ask what do you want from me, Senior?"
Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat.
According to the information provided by Mo Suanzi, Senluo Sect is a well-known and powerful sect in Yuanlingtian. Even among the evil sects, Senluo Sect's strength is one of the best!
The strength of Senluo Sect lies in its comprehensiveness.
There are hundreds of inheritance peaks in the Senluo Sect, and each peak has a different inheritance. They have inheritances such as alchemy, talismans, puppets, formations, flying swords, raising Gu, refining poisons...even raising corpses, raising ghosts, looking at Feng Shui, finding dragon caves, etc.
It's okay that there are many schools of thought.
The most terrible thing is that the inheritance of each peak of the Senluo Sect is only slightly weaker than that of other sects in Yuanlingtian that specialize in studying this skill.
For example, the talisman art of the Senluo Sect is only slightly weaker than that of the Tianfu Sect of Yuan Lingtian, which specializes in the study of talismans.
The alchemy skills of the Senluo Sect are only slightly weaker than those of the Tianyi Sect, a specialized alchemy sect.
The combat puppets refined by the Senluo Sect are only slightly weaker than the same-level magic puppets of the Demon Puppet Sect.
The all-encompassing and omnipotent Senluo Sect should actually be listed among the famous and orthodox sects in Yuanlingtian. However, it is precisely because they are too powerful and their inheritance is too comprehensive that Senluo Sect has been jointly suppressed and excluded by both the good and evil factions in Yuanlingtian.
Therefore, Senluo Sect can only become an evil heresy.
Simply, the Senluo Sect was too lazy to have anything to do with the righteous or evil ways of Yuanlingtian. They formed their own sect, occupied a huge territory in Yuanlingtian, and kept dozens of powerful secular dynasties in captivity. They lived a very enjoyable life behind closed doors!
Lu Yi never thought that he would have direct contact with the current leader of the Senluo Sect so soon.
Wan Xiang looked at Lu Yi with a smile. He put his hands behind his back and said softly, "Don't be afraid, don't panic. Our Senluo Sect is different from other sects. They are the Blood River Sect, the Demon Puppet Sect, and no matter they are good or evil, they have thrown their dignity away to fight for the Supreme Immortal Edict and directly sent their disciples to die."
Gently shaking his head, Wan Xiang said calmly: "The arrival of my clone was not achieved by sacrificing my own disciples... My Senluo Sect has an inherited magic treasure, the 'Senluo Wonderful Mirror', and I relied on it to deceive Ji Shengtian's consciousness of heaven and earth, and then I sent down a clone."
Wan Xiang smiled brightly: "So, I came down earlier than those other old monsters... In fact, when those little kids and you had your first conflict in Wuzhou City, I was watching from the side."
Lu Yu took a deep breath.
He looked at Wanxiang in horror and said in a deep voice, "So, what exactly do you want to do after finding me, Senior?"
Wan Xiang said calmly, "What's your deal with the little fox from the Demonic Sect?"
This question... Lu Yi thought he could answer it: "He doesn't want to be a victim, so if he encounters danger in Jishengtian, I will let him go three times, that's all."
Wan Xiang frowned and shook his head: "Small family, the little fox is just a little fox after all... Well, nevermind, it's no wonder, he can't have the power to make decisions like me."
Wan Xiang looked at Lu Yi with a sharp gaze and said softly, "My friend, I admire you very much, so... can we join forces?"
"Join forces?" Lu Yi looked at Wanxiang with a strange expression.
