True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 9

The Kuaiji Mountains are composed of five main peaks, forming a huge lake in the middle, surrounded by green mountains, and white clouds flowing like waterfalls.

Zhenjun Dujie and Wuyan came here early and searched everywhere, but they didn't find any trace of Shenwu.

The mountain gate of the Divine Sword School is located on the third main peak. After Zhen Shuzi led all the Taoist sects to join the two, he climbed the mountain like the five claws of an ancient giant beast, overlooking the lake under the clouds, and introduced to everyone:
"Passing through this cloud is the enchantment, which is connected to the center of the two worlds of monsters and demons. You'd better pay attention. When repairing the magic circle, don't touch the lake water."

There is no shortage of young and energetic monks in the dark Taoist sect. Looking at the beautiful and attractive real book, they are full of thoughts, and then said:
"How did you touch it?"

Zhen Shuzi smiled lightly, wondering if it was a side effect of practicing the Way of Juanhuan, even when she was not activating the spell, there were still many male monks who provoked her frequently, trying to arouse her interest,
She was originally the leader of a faction, but some male cultivators who didn't even have a name always questioned her.

She couldn't help being a little annoyed:
"Lichun, the sword is here."

With a sound of black clothes, she flew up into the valley, holding the divine sword in her hand, and using her body as a blade, she quickly broke through the clouds. The thick clouds and the lingering mist kept retreating from the place she passed by to both sides.

The blood-red lake shrouded in clouds and mists all day long was exposed to everyone. The soaring monster aura was boiling in the lake, and bubbles were constantly popping out. ball of flames.

Zhen Shuzi hung high above the boiling blood sea, his eyes were indifferent, but with pity, he said calmly:

"What do you say?"

That sea of ​​blood was originally the origin of the demon world, and countless monsters were born here, and there were many unformed monsters boiling and surging inside.

With just one glance, the disciple who found fault had already peed his pants in fright.

Zhen Shuzi never glanced at that person from the beginning to the end. She looked around the five peaks surrounding the sea of ​​blood with affection, and her long skirt fluttered in the strong wind:
"Each main peak of the Kuaiji Mountains is equipped with five magic circles of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The five elements are mutually generated and restrained, symbiotic and destructive, and together form a barrier to protect the mountain."

"Half of this lake is a sea of ​​blood connecting to the center of the demon world, and half is the flame prison of the demon world leading directly to the demon world. My generation of monks, receiving the divine will from the top and inheriting all living beings from below, should be full of blood to keep the world peaceful."

All practitioners felt a strong belief at that moment.

Yes, the initial dream of every practitioner is to save the common people.

Some of them know that they have no hope of ascension, some feel melancholy because of their stagnant cultivation, and some of them embark on the road of cultivation just to live a few more days.

But everyone understands that their mission as a practitioner is to save the common people in the world.

Every beating heart becomes hot at this moment.

Under the guidance of Zhen Shuzi and the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, they each flew to the peaks of their spiritual roots. The mountain barrier that was strengthened last time has become dark and dull under the erosion of demonic energy. Before it is about to go out, And the new monk injected his own spiritual power, and he radiated divine light again.

When countless spiritual powers pour into the magic circle, it is the most turbulent and dangerous moment for the barrier.

Zhenshuzi holds a sword and floats above the sea of ​​blood. If there is a monster that dares to show its head and look directly at the world, she will kill it with a sword.

Wuyan couldn't inject spiritual power into any magic circle because of her complicated spiritual roots. She stood quietly on the shore, looking at her master with eyes full of admiration.

Du Jie Zhenjun had to lead everyone to repair the magic circle on the main peak because of his extremely strong gold-type spiritual power.

It's been hard work for him.

He wanted to quickly repair the magic circle and stay with Wuyan, but he was also worried that the gold-type spiritual power would be charged too quickly, causing the barrier to collapse.

Considering the strength of these monks again and again, he had no choice but to inject spiritual power slowly, and at the same time couldn't help but look at Zhen Shuzi floating in the middle of the sea of ​​blood and Wuyan beside her.

He was a little worried about Zhen Shuzi's great merit, worried that Zhen Shuzi would fly up the moment the magic circle was repaired.

At that time, he will definitely show the real body of Zhenjun Dujie. He doesn't know how to explain it to Wuyan. When Zhenjun Dujie appears, he will disappear.

"Zhen Shuzi, you stinky bitch, today is your death day."

The accident happened suddenly.

Zhu Heli suddenly left from the second main peak, holding a long sword, and rushed towards Zhen Shuzi who suppressed the monster.

The magic circle, which was about to be completed, almost collapsed due to the lack of wood-type spiritual power.

"Are you crazy?"

Zhen Shuzi couldn't believe that Zhu Heli, the suzerain of Xuantianzong, would do such a thing. He is the 13th generation suzerain of Xuanmen.

Others may not understand the importance of the mountain barrier, but as the suzerain of Xuanmen, it is impossible for him to understand.

With a flash of sword light, Zhu Heli smiled sinisterly and said:

"That's right, I'm crazy. My Mahayana has not been broken for a long time. The catastrophe is just around the corner, but my cultivation has stagnated. I have adhered to the Tao for hundreds of years. I have accumulated virtue and done good for so many years, and I have given everything for the common people in the world."

Staring at his swollen eyes, he roared:
"But, what did I get?"

"Is it aging, fear, and death?"

"Even a woman like you has the protection of heaven and tramples on my dignity."

"I don't accept it. The way of heaven is a fart. I can't help my fate. You will all be dragged into hell by me."

Zhu Heli went crazy, desperately mobilizing his mana, and countless cold lights attacked Zhen Shuzi.

Zhen Shuzi frowned, only took a look, and immediately gathered the spiritual power of his whole body, reinjecting it into the wood spirit circle.

"Master, be careful."

Wuyan never expected that the master would choose to repair the magic circle.

Her mind went blank and she could barely breathe.

There is only one thought in my mind:
"Master, you can't die."

She flew forward and formed a barrier to block Zhen Shuzi.

The kung fu she has learned is very complicated and has no school or school. Most of it was realized in actual combat, and most of them are practical. Therefore, the barrier formed is not big, and it can barely block Zhu Heli's sword light.

But she had never encountered such an opponent before, and she never expected that the sword light had reality in the illusion, and there was illusion in the reality, and it was full of changes, like a living thing, jumping before touching the barrier Suddenly, more than half of them dodged like a snake, passed through the barrier, and hit Zhenshuzi hard.

A burst of blood mist exploded, Zhen Shuzi snorted, and looked up at the wood spirit circle.

She's more than halfway done.

Practitioners, life and death, have long been fearless, she smiled relieved:
"Brother, I didn't embarrass you."

She closed her eyes, and she did not hesitate to mobilize the original wood spirit, injecting it with all her strength, desperately trying to catch up with the completion speed of the other magic circles.

Wuyan saw her thoughts and shouted in fright:

"No, master, no~"

She roared sternly, and countless anger and hatred arose in her heart.

She stared at Zhu Heli gloomyly, she would never allow this kind of Taoist scum to destroy her hard-earned happiness.

"Ah~"

She let out a long cry of pain, and in an instant, the temperature around her dropped rapidly. Although it was the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, the Kuaiji Mountains seemed to be covered with frost, and even the boiling sea of ​​blood stopped gushing. .

A divine sword, inspired by the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, broke countless restrictions, climbed rapidly, and flew directly into Wuyan's hands.

No one expected that among the disciples of the uncharacterized generation of the Excalibur Sect, the first to obtain the Excalibur was not the senior brother who had practiced for hundreds of years, but Wuyan who had just arrived for less than half a year.

At that moment, the entire valley was filled with neither demon energy nor the spiritual energy of a Taoist cultivator, but the killing energy from Wuyan.

She took the Excalibur, and the falling tears were condensed into frost flowers by the icy sword energy. She swung the sword, and the frost flowers fell from the Excalibur. The whole world became quiet instantly, and even time slowed down. .

(End of this chapter)