In the deep sea, two figures are like bubbles rising and falling with the waves. One is majestic, with disheveled hair, and is dressed in a green robe; the other has an old-fashioned face, is not angry and has no authority, and is dressed like an ancient Taoist priest.
In front of the two people, there was an extremely thick shadow. It was a layer upon layer of shadows, like thick ink that could not be dissolved.
The two looked forward and continued talking:
"The Lord of Little Demon Abyss has a mysterious origin. He has not had any achievements in the practice world before. He seems to appear out of thin air. It’s the same. After so many years, Brother Xing has made so much noise here, isn’t it strange?”
Laozu Xing said in a low voice:
“There are secrets in the world of cultivation. Many, I am not omniscient and omnipotent. This little devil is too far away from me, Qi Yun, so I have never paid attention to it." Crazy Nie started to laugh when he heard this, but there was a little ridicule in his smile.
"The Little Demon Abyss is a filthy place. How many righteous monks have been killed here. I have always wanted to push for a war to open up this place, but you have always rejected it. Why do you agree now?" ?”
Ancestor Xing still said expressionlessly:
“This is what senior brother means. I am only responsible for doing things and don’t care about anything else.”
"Don't come here to use the Heaven and Earth Peak to suppress people. I've seen everything you Qi Yun did."
Crazy Nie seems to have a passionate spirit, which is really rare among the cultivators of the Transformation of Gods. .
With a life span of tens of thousands of years, every god-transformation monk has experienced too many things. There are too few god-transformation monks who express their attitude like Madman Nie.
Perhaps this is the purity of sword cultivation. Because it is pure, it is powerful, and because it is pure, it sticks to its own nature.
Hearing this, Patriarch Xing sighed and said bluntly:
“Fellow Daoist Nie, I don’t know where you got the news from, but we Qi Yun have no problem. If you doubt this. Xiao Moyuan has an affair with me, Qi Yun, so he should tell me openly in front of Dazhou Academy that there is no need to test me here." Crazy Nie snorted when he saw that Patriarch Xing was sincere. Look straight ahead.
"My wish is for the sea waves to be clear and flat, open!"
Crazy Nie grasped a sword at some point, and then pointed it at the mountain-like little devil in front of him. Abyss, a sword was swung out.
After the next breath, the layers of protective restrictions above Little Demon Abyss, the rock caves, and the sea surface were all broken with one blow. After thousands of years, for the first time in the cave inside Little Demon Abyss, Saw the noon sun.
Above the sea, huge shuttles lined up in neat queues and kept flying forward.
The magnificent formation split the sea surface in half, revealing the exposed mountain peaks on the seabed. No matter how the surrounding seawater squeezed, it could not submerge this dark mountain peak again. The Little Demon Abyss had been completely submerged. Tear off the disguise.
"Quick, quick, follow the previous drill, the third team, pay attention to protect the left wing."
The hasty order, fromIt came from the mouth of the Jindan monk sent by Da Zhou Academy.
On a huge shuttle, Lu Zhi’s team gathered together, always paying attention to the orders of the monks from the Great Zhou Academy ahead.
This Dazhou Academy's standard shuttle can carry more than 1,500 people, and shuttles like this are so densely packed that Lu Zhi can't see the end at a glance.
"Attention, we are about to go down, get ready!!"
Following the reminder from the Jindan Confucian cultivator of Dazhou Academy, the shuttle that Lu Zhi was on plunged straight down. .
The dazzling sunlight was replaced by the dim rock wall, and the broad field of vision instantly became eerie.
"Wow!"
Several exclamations came from behind Lu Zhi, coming from those casual cultivators in Baishan who had never seen the world.
Lu Zhi himself was a little surprised when he didn't have time to stop them.
This is the legendary Little Demon Abyss, a mysterious place that Lu Zhi has been hearing about since he was born.
However, as the spirit shuttle descended, Lu Zhi began to feel gradually disappointed. He thought that the Little Demon Abyss was mysterious, majestic, and dangerous, but when he actually entered, he discovered that this Little Demon Abyss is just an uglier and more evil mountain.
At this time, the shuttle from Dazhou Academy went straight down, and the sunlight above the head gradually turned into a thinner and thinner line. Suddenly, both sides of the isthmus became as smooth as a mirror, and many large and small caves were like The scars usually reveal dark holes on the mirror surface. Each hole is symmetrically distributed on both sides of the stone wall. The incisions at the edges are flush with the mirror surface. They should be caused by artificially splitting open the tunnel that originally existed underground.
After falling heavily, Lu Zhi was also horrified to discover that the gap he entered was not naturally formed, but the result of being split open by someone's sword.
"Hiss... a sword? It's actually a sword!? All the cuts are even and consistent. Could it be that this terrain is actually the power of a monk's sword? This is impossible!"
Lu Zhi took a breath of cold air. It was unbelievable that such a huge isthmus was split open at the bottom of the sea with one sword.
"Cheer up! Don't leave your hands with the formation flags. Follow orders to tap into your spiritual power at any time!"
"Don't talk, don't look around, don't..."
"Behead those who disrupt the formation, behead those who run away..."
The leading Confucian cultivator kept repeating the prohibition. At this moment, he could feel the fear and worry of the people behind him.
Lu Zhi also understands this. He is not very nervous. He has experienced many battles.
It’s just that Lu Zhi’s mind is still on that sword mark. How could he not be yearning for such power?
"Be prepared to meet the enemy, pay attention, spiritual crystal ballistae, fire!"
Before Lu Zhi's heart calmed down, a dense crowd of people came from the incision of the opened cave. Various sea monsters.
“Bang bang bang!”
Da Zhou Academy SystemOn the flying shuttle, one hundred and eight spiritual crystal ballistae began to exert their power, continuously spitting out deadly spiritual crossbow crystal arrows, hitting the incoming sea beasts and monsters.
The eyes of these sea beasts and monsters are all red, and their minds are obviously controlled. Otherwise, based on their instincts, they would not come forward like this.
When small crystal arrows hit these sea beasts, they will show a huge hole, and some sea beasts with thin bodies will explode directly.
"Hurry up and seize the position, clear the way for the following monks, let me get down."
The Jindan Confucian monks from Dazhou Academy led the team to jump down, and then jumped down with him. Confucianism cultivators, holding command flags, and forty-nine foundation-building cultivators worked together to hit a third-level formation spell plate directly on the rock wall.
"Thunder!"
This third-level formation was activated instantly, and the high-grade thunder stone reserved in the charm plate was directly reduced to ashes, and then a thick thunder erupted. The thunder chain swept away at the tidal wave of sea beasts ahead.
In an instant, the burnt aroma of flesh and blood emerged, which made everyone who had just jumped off the shuttle feel sick in their hearts.
"Go forward, go forward!"
Led by the Jindan Confucian cultivators from Dazhou Academy, the forty-nine Foundation-building monks waved their flags and advanced step by step. Thunder continued to explode, and in the dim cave, the light reflected on Lu Zhi's face varied.
At this moment, Lu Zhi took a deep breath of the burnt-scented air here and shouted angrily:
"Lu Ziqi, form a formation!"
A hundred people came roaring. The Baishan monks quickly formed a military formation, with a few core disciples of the Qingyuan Sect setting up the formation flag in the center, and a dozen good warriors on the periphery. Those mediocre Qi Refining monks were not stingy with their spiritual power at all. , constantly feeding the command flag in his hand.
At this moment, small teams like Lu Zhi jumped off the shuttle like dumplings, formed a military formation, and followed the team from Dazhou Academy step by step to advance forward.
When the monks from this shuttle have finished disembarking, the next shuttle will dock, and then the next team of monks will continue to jump out.
In an instant, the originally deep and silent Little Demon Abyss was filled with thunder and shouts of killing.
Fang Qingyuan was also near Xiaomoyuan at this time. As an important force in determining the direction of the war, he had to deal with the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators to prevent them from taking action against the low-level monks.
It’s just that the current opening war has just begun, and both sides are not in a hurry.
Dazhou Academy wants to seize the landing point and then encroach in step by step.
It is unrealistic to completely pacify Little Demon Abyss in just a few months.
And as the opening team deepens, the inner corridors of the Little Demon Abyss are criss-crossed like a maze, and large-scale military formations are of no use. The only way is to rely on a single team to find out and clear them all. The route is thoroughly mapped out.
At that time, it was the normal mode of starting a war. During this period, it may be maintained for a few years, maybe.
But now, in order to seize the foothold and build a favorable environment for oneself in the rear, fighting more fiercely is also a helpless move.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan relaxed a little. At the beginning, those Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators should not take action.
Fang Qingyuan turned his gaze aside and saw Chu Wen staring at the sword mark in front of him, in a daze.
At this time, Chu Wen was sitting cross-legged and placed the Seven-Star Sword on his knees. His eyes were focused and confused, and his face was happy, but he also felt annoyed.
As a monk who also used swords, Chu Wen was much more fascinated by the sword mark in front of him than Fang Qingyuan.
Chu Wen could see more details. Crazy Nie split the little devil's abyss with one sword, almost splitting the little devil's abyss in half. This kind of divine power is the ultimate power of all sword users in the world. Romantic fantasy.
Seeing that Chu Wen was still meditating, Fang Qingyuan was a little bored. The two of them were waiting here for the possible "Corpse King" Xiao Tong. Chu Wen had swordsmanship that he could meditate on, but he was not pure. Sword cultivators, when they comprehend it, it feels like they are separated by a thick gauze curtain, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.
The avenue of infinite evolution encompasses all things, but Crazy Nie’s sword power is not something he can easily comprehend.
As a swordsman, if Chu Wen wanted to fully understand the power of this sword, he might not be able to do it even if he had to sit here for a hundred years.
"Brother Chu Wen, I'm going to have a look ahead. Do you want to go with me?"
Chu Wen shook his head gently. He didn't want to waste time. If the Little Demon Abyss is opened, , he is going to garrison his own fiefdom, and he may not have time to come over for enlightenment in the future.
Crazy Nie from the Qinglian Sword Sect is recognized as the number one swordsman in this world. If Chu Wen hadn’t been born in Qiyun, as a monk who uses swords, he would definitely go to the Qinglian Sword Sect for further training. .
Fang Qingyuan ignored him and left him to continue to meditate here. He quietly used his body skills and walked forward.
As the leader of a party, he is still a little worried about his disciples. At least Jue Wugou, a disciple with Tianpin spiritual roots, he can't help but want to take care of him more.
Yes, Jue Wugou, the golden elixir seedling, was also sent to the battlefield by Fang Qingyuan, but Fang Qingyuan asked him to hide his true identity and mix into a mediocre team as a white mountain casual cultivator. Experience training.
Fang Qingyuan was not allowed to cultivate an idiot who only knew how to practice. He had high hopes for Jue Wugou. If Liu Xun failed to form the elixir, Jue Wugou would be the next candidate to be the leader.
At this moment, the first wave of pioneering teams have seized the foothold, and the subsequent monk teams began to swarm in.
The initial goal of Dazhou Academy is to occupy more than ten large openings, and then use this as a basis to transform these openings and finally connect them into one, using this as a basis to divide the rear and front lines.
So some of the monks stayed behind to consolidate the front, while some of the monks followed the steps of the monks from Dazhou Academy and advanced deeper into the cave.
Absolutely noneGu was also one of them. He followed a White Mountain team and was not very noticeable among the crowd because he himself had also disguised himself and only showed his cultivation in the early stages of foundation building.
But even so, Jue Wugou’s performance was outstanding. Just like this time, when everyone was moving forward cautiously, Jue Wugou immediately said:
"No, stop."
The team leader was immediately repeating Jue Wugou's order. He believed Jue Wugou because Jue Wugou saved his life in the previous situation.
"What's wrong?"
"There is something in this stone wall."
At this time, the one hundred monks entered a wide stone wall. Walking through the passage of Little Demon Abyss, this is the survey route, which is mapped for the following teams.
"Open!"
The team immediately made a move. A sledgehammer magical weapon suddenly hit the stone wall beside them. The stone wall was not thick. Just three hits and it was Shattered into a big hole.
After the big hole, pairs of red eyes lit up, which made everyone gasp.
With the sound of "crack-crack-crack" skeleton joints rubbing against each other, everyone discovered that the stone walls were densely packed with skeletons.
"Kill!"
As the team gave the order, many magic talismans were activated, and then a large number of skeletons fell down.
"Wait a minute, these ghosts don't seem to have any desire to attack, don't waste mana talismans."
The team was hurriedly stopping him. The skeletons fought back, and when they saw the attack coming, many of the outer skeletons raised their hands to block it in a humane manner. Not only were they not aggressive, they even retreated back.
"What is going on? This is different from the skeletons we have encountered before?"
Someone whispered, and then the team gave the order:
"Send someone back to explain the situation here clearly to the rear, whether to kill or let go, and let the rear come up with an idea."
Fang Qingyuan hid in the dark, watching the scene in front of him, With his eyesight, he can see more situations.
Not only the skeletons in front of the team, but also the sea of skeletons hidden in most of the stone walls in the entire Little Demon Abyss.
The ghost energy they exuded seemed to be the cornerstone on which Little Demon Abyss relied for its survival.
If Dazhou Academy does not want a completely broken Little Demon Abyss, then how to deal with these skeletons will be a problem.
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