Chapter 892 The Burial Ground of the Strong
Lu Qi put his fingers on his forehead. There was a part of the space in his sea of consciousness specially opened up to store information, and he quickly retrieved the corresponding information.
"From the information I've found, the earliest recorded disappearance in the Fangzong Fairyland occurred in the human world 4,100 years ago. A high-level cultivator in the Fusion Stage left a letter to his family, informing them that he was going to the Fangzong Fairyland to cultivate with an immortal. He has not been seen since."
"This mortal cultivator came from a prominent family at the time. His disappearance caused a lot of controversy, and was therefore recorded in documents."
After Lu Qi finished speaking, Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui looked at the puppets present and found that none of them were older than 4,100 years.
Zhu Chuideng smiled, looked at Lu Qi and asked, "Do some more research. Who were the most popular cultivators over four thousand years ago?"
Lu Qi thought without hesitation: "In that era, it must be the Patriarch Nishang. But by the year 4100... the Patriarch Nishang had already ascended to heaven."
The legend of Li Nishang ascending to heaven with the demon Daijun is well known in the world of immortal cultivation.
Unexpectedly, not long after Li Nishang ascended to heaven, someone started to cause trouble.
Zhu Chuideng turned to look at the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord seemed to have not expected Lu Qi's intelligence base to be so amazing, and his expression gradually became ugly.
He originally wanted to enjoy the helpless look of the Ghost Lord and the Demon God, and experience the fun of playing with the most powerful people in the palm of his hand, but he didn't expect that he would be exposed first.
Zhu Chuideng took in the Demon Lord's expression and reasoned more leisurely, "Why did the owner of the Fragrant Fairyland choose to act only after Patriarch Nishang ascended?"
Lu Qi said, "I'm afraid they're afraid of the nameless sword's reputation. When Patriarch Nishang was still around, no one dared to cause trouble under her nose."
Zhu Chuideng: "Is that all?"
Jing asked Lu Qi, "Was there anyone named 'Fang Zong' at that time?"
Lu Qi replied, "There are no famous ones. As for the less famous cultivators, we need to investigate further after we go out."
The Demon Lord shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh my, I almost let you guess my true identity."
He finally urged the puppets to move, and they took out their respective magic weapons, "Capture them."
This place has been set up by the Demon Lord as a small world independent of the outside world. The earth-shattering battles between high-level monks cannot be heard outside.
When the puppet took action, amid the powerful fluctuations of magic power, the figure of the Demon Lord gradually faded at the edge of the small world and disappeared.
Jing Zhui and Zhu Chuideng attacked at the same time, and the Demon Lord's body broke into several pieces, and his head was already in Jing Zhui's hands.
Zhu Chuideng formed a temporary barrier to block the attack of the puppets. He took a moment to look over and saw Jing Zhui tearing off the skin of the Demon Lord's head without hesitation, revealing another face hidden underneath.
A handsome young man's face.
The face screamed angrily: "Finally, we were discovered!"
Lu Qi came over to take a look and blurted out, "Li Jiumo!"
Jing Zhui frowned. He and Li Jiumo had met once before.
Ye Xiaoman got his heart in the divine realm. When he was about to take Ye Xiaoman away, Li Jiumo came out to make trouble, causing Ye Xiaoman to drift into the ghost realm.
Before Lu Qi knew that Ye Xiaoman was his colleague, he had investigated Ye Xiaoman's identity and dug up all her interpersonal relationships. He found out that Li Jiumo was the supreme elder of the Qingzheng Sect and Ye Xiaoman's master.
Lu Qi also found out that Li Jiumo's ancestor was once Li Nishang's male favorite. After Li Nishang ascended to heaven, the male favorite firmly claimed that he had given birth to a child and regarded the child as Li Nishang's bloodline, continuing the family line.
It is said that this male favorite has a deep obsession and will parasitize every generation of Li's descendants. Li Jiumo is crazy and talks about having children all day long, which may be due to the influence of this male favorite.
After Lu Qi shared this information, Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui were both speechless.
Although the answer is still unclear, it seems logical that he went crazy and wanted to destroy the world because he was abandoned by Li Nishang?
Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui felt inexplicably sad.
The harm caused by a resentful husband is endless.
Zhu Chuideng's temporary barrier was broken, and the terrifying pressure from the True Immortal Realm cultivator came over. Zhu Chuideng sighed secretly, and had no choice but to fight against the ten puppets with Jing Zhui.
Rumble——
A battle officially broke out between Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui, and Xiao Chujing, Ji Wenyi, Ji Weiming, Sikong Qing and Yue Mushan were also fighting fiercely. In short, tonight was a sleepless night of war.
When Xiao Chujing's hundred life-threatening swords were slashing down, the Mountain and River Seal on Ji Wenyi's waist, which only the Emperor of the Divine Realm could use, emitted a thousand-foot-long light, forming its own protective divine light, which swallowed up Xiao Chujing's attack.
At this time, Ji Weiming, who had been pretending to fight alongside Ji Wenyi for a long time, suddenly turned against him and swung his sword towards Ji Wenyi's chest.
Sikong Qing's eyes flashed with coldness, and he suddenly appeared behind Xiao Chujing and stabbed him in the back, attacking Xiao Chujing's vital point.
"Xiao Gou, you die first!"
Yue Mushan took advantage of the fact that no one paid attention to him, transformed into a beast and swung his tail. A blood-colored evil wind rolled up thousands of sand waves and attacked everyone indiscriminately.
"With you guys, are you worthy enough to covet my sister?"
"boom--!!!"
The scene was in chaos, the men's fragile alliance in the morning had been broken, and now it was time for a big fight.
The men were so bloodthirsty that they wanted to chop down any jerk they saw.
In order to avoid being disturbed, Ji Wenyi chose an oasis on the edge of the secret realm. As the battle became more and more intense, the battlefield expanded and gradually approached the end of the secret realm.
The five men had an attack power close to that of Nascent Soul cultivators, so the impact they caused was naturally extraordinary.
Under their long-term and intense destruction, the space vibrated and the laws of the secret realm began to become temporarily disordered!
Xiao Chujing swung his sword in his backhand, and the sword energy collided with Ji Wenyi's life sword and Sikong Qing's magic whip. The spiritual power storm that burst out directly tore the ground beneath his feet.
The moment the five most powerful forces collided—
“Crack!”
The edge of the secret realm finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a crack appeared in the space. The crack spread like the tentacles of a spider web, and a piece of glass-like fragment finally fell down, leaving behind a huge black hole.
The black hole rotated like the eye of a storm, with a powerful suction force. The yellow sand in the sky was siphoned away by the black hole like a flood.
Xiao Chujing, Ji Wenyi, Ji Weiming, Yue Mushan and Sikong Qing were caught in the yellow sand and could not escape. They were sucked into the black hole by the powerful force that could destroy the world.
Sikong Qing only had time to complain: "What the hell..."
In the next breath, everything went dark before their eyes. After the darkness passed, the five people were thrown into another small world along with the collapsed space. The black before their eyes was replaced by blood red.
They floated in the air, each controlling their magic weapon to stabilize their bodies.
I saw yellow sand pouring down from the hole above my head. Below was a vast plain that had been arranged into an altar.
Thousands of frozen corpses were displayed on the bloody altar, each of them emitting a terrifying aura of oppression. They were the top powerful men who dominated the six realms!
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