celestial reincarnation

Chapter 50
A group of people concealed their breath and rushed towards the center. On the way, they also saw some Rakshasa in the psychic realm and a few Rakshasa in the Soaring Dragon realm heading northwest, which made them more sure of their speculation.

As everyone moved forward, one could gradually see the highly cultivated Rakshas with three steps, one post and five steps and one sentry, and teams of Rakshas patrolling, interspersed with each other, all led by monks from the Soaring Dragon Realm. , the closer to the inside, the denser it becomes.

On the outskirts of the central square, there were two Rakshasa from the Soaring Dragon Realm standing guard in every direction, both male and female, looking around with alert expressions.

The six of Bei Yuanyang stayed in the mid-air not far from the central square. Bei Yuanyang and Gu Canghai, the two with the highest cultivation bases, could clearly sense a few strong auras around them, and Luo Yunyan also intentionally or unintentionally swept across several places. After checking, the other three also felt more or less dangerous, but they didn't know the exact location.

Everyone stood still, each with a ray of consciousness to explore the scene of the central square. Unexpectedly, the consciousness that was shot in the past was devoured inexplicably, which made them a little surprised. There were also some objects that disturbed the consciousness. Consciousness is really rare.

Turning their eyes over, they found that the central square was about a thousand meters in radius, and it was all made of black and red shiny stones, as if they had been soaked in blood, and there was a strange black light shining, which was the black light that swallowed Lost everyone's consciousness.

In the very center of the square, there is a three-foot-sized milky-white pool. In the pool, a strange stone is exposed about one foot high.Following the direction where the milky white liquid flows, one can see a pure white Ganoderma lucidum with a thin root, exuding a hazy brilliance, one can tell it is extraordinary at a glance.

"Ten thousand years of ghost ganoderma? You can't find it! Why is there such a thing here? Didn't it mean that the Six Paths Teleportation Formation is in the central square this time? Where is the Six Paths Teleportation Formation?" Remnant Blood bulged a pair of frog eyes, surprised road.

"The Six Paths Teleportation Formation changes places every thousand years, and each time it is in the mysterious place of the three major secluded capitals. It seems that the information I got was wrong. This time the Six Paths Teleportation Formation is not here. I think we have been fooled, which is very important. It might be a trap." Luo Yunyan frowned slightly, and there was a trace of surprise on her usually charming face, the development of the matter exceeded her expectations.

Gu Canghai looked towards the center of the square with fiery eyes in his eyes, and said eagerly: "That is the ghost ganoderma of ten thousand years! It is simply a great opportunity, even if it is a trap, I have to try it! Besides, there are so many monks from other walks of life around. , with the strength of Rakshadu, it is impossible to eat everyone."

Bei Yuanyang looked at the ten-thousand-year ghost Ganoderma lucidum, cast his eyes around the hiding places of other monks, and said in a low voice: "Don't act rashly, other people are also afraid, whoever goes up first will be attacked by a crowd. I think if this is really a trap, if Rakshasa does not leave any masters at the king level, he will let the monks from all walks of life fight first, and then they will clean up the mess. After all, if there is a Rakshasa at the king level, the monks from all walks of life will definitely deal with them first. , and then snatching this treasure."

"What's your plan? There is only one Wanzai Ghost Ganoderma lucidum, but our team has six people. Even if we got it, how should we distribute it? Or whoever grabs it will get it?" Yao Ye asked sharply.

"Now we are in a dangerous place, and there are several forces around us that are not weaker than us. If there is infighting at this time, I don't think everyone should have illusions, and we definitely have no part in it." Bei Yuanyang saw that the team was divided. Signs, Shen Sheng analyzed.

"Mr. Bei is right. Otherwise, everyone should work together to grab the ten-thousand-year-old ghost ganoderma. We are looking for a hidden place. Cut it into six parts and refine it for each person." Remnant Blood suggested. .

The others all shook their heads. The spiritual herbs are all in one body, but when scattered, the efficacy is far inferior to that refined by the whole plant, and most of the spiritual power will be wasted.

Juechen frowned slightly and said softly: "I think it's best to leave now. Since everyone is determined to get this Ten Thousand Years Ghost Ganoderma lucidum, I have an idea. Let's grab it together first, and then it will belong to one of us." All. Of course, the person who takes away the spirit grass must compensate others with enough spirit stones or other satisfactory items, if they cannot satisfy everyone, they cannot take away the spirit grass."

Others thought about it carefully, and they didn't have any different opinions. This is also a good way.They need a reason to work together now. As for the ownership of the Ten Thousand Zai Ghost Ganoderma, it won't be too late after they get it.

Suddenly there was a scream, and looking in the direction of the scream, a gray figure flew out from the diagonally opposite direction and quickly flew to the center of the square. Before approaching the square, he was beaten out. The domineering man with red eyebrows stood proudly in mid-air in the center of the square, staring at all directions.

The beaten gray figure spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stood upright with a pale face, but it was a fallen angel with four wings.A gray light flashed behind him, and five figures flashed. Four four-winged fallen angels and two two-winged fallen angels watched the red-haired man in midair vigilantly.

The eight Rakshasa guardians of the Soaring Dragon Realm in the four directions of the central square also looked at the figures appearing in the air with solemn faces. Dare to act rashly.

"Come out! Everyone is for the ten-thousand-year-old ghost ganoderma in the center of the square, so come out and fight with open swords and guns, and each fights for it according to his ability!" The red-haired man said domineeringly, and his eyes swept wildly. The four-winged fallen angels that appeared looked sharply in several directions.

Hearing the red-haired man's shout, everyone hiding in the dark snorted coldly in their hearts, seeing that their hiding place had been discovered, they all slowly emerged.

The closest to the red-haired man are seven solemn monks, facing the fallen angel across the central pool, chanting sutras in their mouths, slowly twirling Buddhist beads in their hands, standing in mid-air, calmly looking at the man in the mid-air in the center .

Facing Bei Yuanyang and the others across the central square were a few skeletons with soul fire shining in their eye sockets. Some skeletons were white all over, and some were shining with colorful lights. They all exuded a terrifying and cold coercion. expression.

Between Bei Yuanyang and the group of monks were a few four-winged angels with white wings, looking at the others indifferently, with abnormal vigilance.Between the skeleton and the fallen angel, a huge Thunderhawk and a winged panther loomed in the blood-red mist.

Between the Buddhist disciples and the skeleton is a masked woman holding a pipa, as if she has nothing to do with herself, playing a gentle and strange tune in the air, which is very harmonious with the breath of the hungry ghost.

The red-haired man sneered, and said proudly: "Since there are still some friends who are unwilling to show up, Yan is not reluctant. The Goddess of Rakshasa and the King of Yinluo have an appointment to fight the stage of life and death. God-given opportunity, I will take the ten-thousand-year-old ghost ganoderma first." Let's go, wait and wait."

As he said that, his posture fell instantly, he broke through several defenses, and was about to grab the external ghost ganoderma in his hand, his eyes still looked around coldly.

At the moment when the red-haired man's left hand touched the Wanzai Ghost Ganoderma lucidum, the weird song became short and high-pitched, like the sound of swords and guns colliding on the battlefield, and a killing sound full of destructive aura hit, cutting on the pure white body. Above the ghost ganoderma, the red-haired man and the ten thousand-zai ghost ganoderma are separated.

The original delicate balance was broken, and everyone moved, approaching the red-haired man.The fallen angel swung the scepter in his hand, and streaks of gray light slashed at the red-haired man.The Buddhist disciples also offered rosary beads, alms bowls and other objects, and pressed them towards the center with the sound of chanting in their mouths, interweaving into a huge golden light net, covering the red-haired man with a peaceful atmosphere that eliminates all evil.Other parties also used their means to block or attack the red-haired man, and those who were hiding in the dark also launched attacks secretly.

The bloody brilliance of the red-haired man's body surface flashed, and his body changed for a while, as if he was about to merge into the void. Ignoring the attacks of the crowd, he easily passed through the barrier of the sound of destruction, and took the ten thousand-year-old ghost Ganoderma lucidum into his hand.The attacks of the people behind them collided with each other, causing a huge spatial fluctuation, which did not hurt the red-haired man at all.

Seeing the red-haired man get the spiritual herb, all the people who showed up couldn't help but crowd up. They were all outside the square, but now they are all above the square, sealing every inch of space tightly.There are still some obscure auras hidden in the dark, and some people are hiding in the periphery and calculating.

The figure flashed, the red-haired man rushed back several times but was forced back to the original place. Although he got the spirit grass, he was surrounded by everyone.The red-haired man snorted coldly, instead of rushing out, he sacrificed a demonic knife with a monstrous demonic energy, exuding a strong fighting spirit.His red hair danced without wind, a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of fanaticism and war.

"Too illusory?! Unexpectedly, Shura Yuan's untold secret has reappeared again. Are you the holy son of Shura Yuan, Yan Changkong?" An erratic voice came, and it was unclear where it came from.

The red-haired man stared in a certain direction, and said with a proud smile: "It is Yan, this is the first time Yan has come out of the Northern Demon Realm, since you know me, you should also be from the Northern Demon Realm. Devil's lair?"

Yan Changkong was able to find out the position of the speaker in an instant from nothingness, and he had his own extraordinary means.Following his gaze, a black figure slowly emerged in midair.This person has blond hair, deep eye sockets, and a high nose bridge. Wearing a long black gown, he looks elegant and calm.

He saluted Yan Changkong very gentlemanly, and said with an elegant smile: "I am the Marquis Kerry Bruce of Xuesha Ridge. It is a great honor to meet His Royal Highness the Holy Son of Shurayuan here."

"It turns out to be a nobleman in the dark. Since you have heard of me, you should know what Yan Changkong likes. I will never give up if I can't get my hands on it. You'd better not interfere." With the magic knife, his lips pursed in an aloof arc.

Kerry Bruce shook his head with a smile and said: "If it's something else, it's okay to let you. This is the ten-year-old ghost ganoderma, and its value is immeasurable. If it is placed in the prehistoric worlds, there will definitely be many powerful figures As for the fight, Brother Yan, even though his cultivation is strong, can't escape under the siege of many masters, right?"

Yan Changkong flipped his left hand, put away the spirit grass, looked at the approaching crowd indifferently, and said, "Everyone here is targeting the ten-thousand-year ghost Ganoderma lucidum, but they all have hesitation and dare not make a move. Since Yan dared to be the first bird, I am not afraid of any of you. Yan has always done things aboveboard. My cultivation has reached a bottleneck. Only after going through a life-and-death battle can I make a breakthrough in a short time! Come get it!"

(End of this chapter)