Volume 3 Nine Pattern Golden Pill Chapter 17: A Gathering of Storms
As long as the goal is the same as that of the underworld, are you still afraid of not being able to find the monks of the underworld?
"Then let's take the western passage." Tan Tai Qingrun made the decision.
Xian Huaibi couldn't understand why Tan Tai Qingrun would trust a foundation-building cultivator so easily, but when he saw that Tan Tai Qingrun had already set off as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed for a moment, but he still strode forward and said, "Let me go ahead and explore the way."
Tan Tai Qing Run did not object, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Xian."
"It's my duty." Xian Huaibi took the lead and walked in the front, with an air of being the best physical cultivator .
However, Lu Qingshan was still worried when he looked at Xian Huaibi's back. He patted the spirit beast bag and called out the Western Rat King.
"As you wished, I helped you save Rat Batian's life," Lu Qingshan sent a voice message to the Western Rat King, "You also need to do something useful for me. Release your senses and inform me immediately if you find any danger."
The life of Shu Batian was saved by the Western Rat King who asked Lu Qingshan for help.
After a pause, Lu Qingshan, who knew the temper of the Western Rat King, added: "The demon cultivation technique you want is in this demon spirit tomb. Perform well."
"I don't want the skills, but I am concerned about your safety, Lu Qingshan. Don't worry, I will show you my best skills and help you overcome the difficulties." The Western Rat King, who originally didn't take it seriously, was immediately refreshed after hearing the words. He shook his head and finished his righteousness, "As the saying goes, you have to gamble your life in a dangerous place. The success or failure is up to me!"
Lu Qingshan was too lazy to pay attention to the Western Rat King who had become more and more energetic recently. He knocked hard on its shaking head and urged it on.
When the King of Western Rats saw that his brilliant speech not only did not receive the response it deserved, but also received a loud blow, he muttered something aggrievedly, then obediently jumped up and moved to the front to clear the way for Lu Qingshan.
When it comes to his perception of danger, the King of Rat from the West is definitely unique.
More importantly, its luck has always been very good . Lu Qingshan asked it to go with him, which seemed to be a bit like he was treating the King of Western Rat as a talisman.
The four figures quickly disappeared into the dark passage.
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Outside the demon tomb.
Bei Ming Zhen Zun looked at the monsters of the Demon Spirit Palace and the monks from the underworld who were unable to move in the valley, thought for a moment, and ordered: "Take these monks from the underworld back to Lingxu Tower and hand them over to the prison warden for interrogation of specific information. At the same time, lead the guards to come quickly to support Tan Tai Qingrun and Xian Huaibi who are buried in the tomb."
Sha Shuyan took a step forward and quickly accepted the order, saying, "I understand."
“As for these monsters, since they have no intelligence value,” Bei Ming Zhen Zun’s eyes were like a hawk, sweeping over the dozens of monsters in the Monster Palace that were unable to move, and said in a cold voice: “Anyone who violates our guard tower will be killed as soon as possible!”
Without leaving any chance for the monster to survive, Bei Ming Zhen Zun stretched out his right hand and lightly grabbed in the void .
The lightning snake that bound the monster instantly penetrated into the monster's body and disappeared.
After the lightning snake entered the body, all the monsters began to twitch violently, as if they were enduring some tremendous pain. Bursts of black smoke emerged from their five orifices and then turned into blood.
In just a moment, dozens of once ferocious monsters turned into corpses.
The only one who survived was the rat demon Shu Batian, whom Tan Tai Qingrun had specifically instructed Bei Ming Zhen Zun to spare.
Bei Ming Zhenzun stretched out his hand and the lightning snake flew over with the black rat demon wrapped around it and stopped in front of him.
Shu Batian, who witnessed the tragic plight of other monsters, looked at Bei Ming Zhenzun, with his fists clenched in front of his chest, trembling, his teeth chattering, weak and helpless.
Seeing the frightened Rat Tyrant, Bei Ming Zhen Zun did not scare it anymore. With a wave of his hand, the lightning snake immediately split apart and disappeared. "Stay here honestly, I won't kill you. If you have other little thoughts, don't blame me for being rude."
After escaping from the restraints of the lightning snake, Rat Tyrant, who had escaped death, nodded obediently, "Mouse, I understand. Mouse, I understand. Mouse will definitely behave well."
Puff puff!
Just then, an unusual sound came from the sky.
Bei Ming Zhenzun focused his eyes and looked away. He saw a demon bird approaching rapidly in the sky.
It was a third-grade black-scaled eagle.
Bei Ming Zhenzun unscrupulously released the aura that was unique to a cultivator in the realm of refining emptiness.
Sensing the breath of Bei Ming Zhen Zun, the Black Scaled Eagle suddenly stopped moving at a place far away from the valley. It looked at Bei Ming Zhen Zun cautiously, and then glanced at the entrance of the demon tomb in the valley that was shining with rays of light. A hint of greed flashed in the eagle's eyes.
However, when it looked again, it suddenly saw the corpses of dozens of monsters in the valley, and immediately let out a mournful cry, and was so frightened that its body quickly retreated several miles.
But in the end, the Black Scale Eagle was still reluctant to leave, but it did not dare to get any closer. It could only circle in the sky and observe the scene from afar.
Bei Ming Zhenzun simply sneered at the Black Scale Eagle's performance.
After killing the monsters from the Demon Spirit Palace, he did not collect their bodies. The main reason was that he wanted to keep them to scare those monsters that dared to approach the valley.
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As time went by, more and more monsters rushed here from the Demon Spirit Mountains.
However, Bei Ming Zhenzun was guarding the entrance of the valley alone, and with the threat of corpses of monsters scattered all over the valley, these monsters could only watch the situation from a distance, ready to make a move.
Bei Ming Zhen Zun closed his eyes and rested, ignoring the scene of hundreds of beasts surrounding the valley.
He didn't do anything either.
The two sides fell into an extremely strange stalemate.
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"boom!"
At this moment, a ferocious and roaring beast appeared from the distant mountains and forests.
It was bathed in black water and its skin had a metallic luster, as if it were cast from tungsten iron.
The appearance of the evil beast was like an ape, but its head was too huge and deformed, in the shape of a bird's head, without any feathers on its body. Its body was seven or eight feet tall, like a small mountain, and every step it took on the ground made a rumbling sound.
The evil beast's big feet mercilessly trampled a snake demon that couldn't dodge into a ball of flesh, letting out a low roar, and gradually approached the valley.
call!
Looking at Bei Ming Zhen Zun who was guarding the entrance of the valley, the evil beast did not stop its actions, but stirred up a huge black wave and rushed towards Bei Ming Zhen Zun.
"How dare you!" Bei Ming Zhen Zun shouted loudly, pinched his hands together and drew a circle in front of him.
A large amount of lightning overflowed from the circle, like fireworks blooming, with shape and substance, flying towards the black waves.
Chi!
The scattered thunder defeated the black waves released by the evil beast and hit the beast's body hard, making a crackling sound.
roar!
The evil beast immediately shook its body violently, shaking off the black water covering its body to the ground, and then drove away the thunder and lightning.
But this time, a trace of caution finally flashed in the evil beast's eyes when it looked at Bei Ming Zhen Zun. It took a few steps back and also stopped moving.
Seeing that the evil beast gave up entering the valley, Bei Ming Zhenzun did not pursue it relentlessly. Then, as before, he guarded the valley alone to prevent others from entering the demon tomb.
But he also understood that at best he could buy Tan Tai Qingrun a few more days.
The noise caused by the appearance of the demon spirit's tomb was too loud to be covered up.
This matter will definitely shock the three governments in a short period of time.
Soon, in addition to the monsters in the Demon Spirit Mountains, more and more human sects will arrive.
By then, even he would not be able to stop so many people from entering the Demon Tomb.
After all, human power is limited.
The powerful Blood Demon Lord will be worn down to death in the Black Abyss by countless players. No matter how powerful Bei Ming Zhenzun is, he is just a Void Refining cultivator. If he insists on staying in the valley, his spiritual power will be exhausted and he will die one day.
