Chapter 580: The Way of Tomb Luck: Jiulong Xuanmen (fourth update)）
belch!
Chen Xun's face looked as if he had eaten shit, and he spat out another wisp of black smoke with great difficulty. Now his internal organs, consciousness and soul all felt like they were being scorched..
The big black bull was lying half beside him, its hooves twitching. Before they could recover, all their power was wiped out by the lightning. Fortunately, the system could add points to the next realm in advance by adding points..
If they do not reach the threshold and break through the Hedao stage, then the 270 points of defense bonus may not be able to withstand it..
Of course, they won't take risks if they don't fill it up, but... the 350 points added by the system are not enough..
The Heavenly Tribulation has completely knocked them stupid, all their trump cards have been revealed, and two of their souls have been wiped out. If it weren't for the Jingqi Flower and another big trump card, the two of them would have ended up in the Tower of Babel..
In this Mahayana Heavenly Tribulation in the Immortal Realm, just a flash of lightning was enough to make them want to die. They had completely broken their defenses and basically fell twice..
“Old cow..." Chen Xun has a few teeth missing, his words are leaking, and the hand holding the ax is still shaking, "We really need to recuperate this time, the soul... has lost two.”
“"Moo..." The big black cow mooed softly, without moving at all, maintaining a rather weird posture..
What legendary Mahayana venerable... He wants to drink some health-preserving tea right now to stabilize his Taoist mind.
There was no surprise in the heart of the big black bull. He jumped twice on the edge of death. He only had the feeling of surviving after the disaster..
At this time, Chen Xun burped again with black smoke. He also became completely quiet, his mind was empty, and he sat and rested. This was the first time that he wanted to rest so much. He felt that sitting was so good..
next day.
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This strange appearance attracted the attention of a few cultivators. A man with a calm face and a wooden sword on his back walked slowly towards them..
Beside the boulder, Chen Xun raised his eyelids slightly, feeling very tired. The big black cow still maintained its half-lying posture..
The man carrying a wooden sword came not far in front of them, cupped his hands and said: "Fellow Taoist, I wish you good luck. You have climbed to the 312th floor of the Bongtian Tower. This strange behavior of yours is a disaster on a certain floor of the Bongtian Tower. Something strange happened in the world？”
After Zhu Xian finished speaking, he smiled slightly, with a touch of confidence in his eyes, but he must not be conceited. If he could get more information, he would naturally ask more, and he wouldn't waste much time..
“Haha. Haha, fellow Taoist, I'm Chen Xun. Why, we just climbed to more than 100 Sheng, and we were struck by lightning....”
Chen Xun spoke while talking and cupping his hands, with a clear smile, "What a benefit, fellow Taoist, to be able to climb to more than 300 Sheng."’.”
Zhu Xian's eyes widened slightly after hearing this. How come the immortal cultivators' words were leaking? More than a hundred levels actually made them look like this.？
He also came from here. The thunder there is not so exaggerated.
And why is this man burping and spitting black smoke all the time? Judging from his breath, he is undoubtedly a late-stage cultivator of the Void Refining. Moreover, he came out of the Babel Tower, so he cannot be a senior..
Zhu Xian thought of this, shook his head and smiled: "I see, I was rude, friend Chen Xun, see you someday.".”
“good.”
“Moo...”
Chen Xun said hello to Da Hei Niu softly. He was so weak that he really couldn't recover in just one day..
Zhu Xian handed over his hands and walked away. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This may be the helplessness of ordinary monks. Just reaching the 100th floor of the Babel Tower has already exhausted all his strength..
The confidence and determination in his eyes were even stronger, and he immediately raised his head to look at the endless Tower of Babel. Suddenly.
A channel of clouds and golden light suddenly spread out in the sky, like a long dragon.
Three domain-crossing space boats of different shapes flew in from far away. Special patterns were engraved on them. At a glance, it was obvious that they were from Xuanwei Tiandu... Kowloon Xuanmen!
Zhu Xian's eyes were shocked, and the confidence in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He could only stare up in silence. There were too many legends about Jiulong Xuanmen..
But the most outstanding thing about this sect is not the genius, but their extremely special status. They have cultivated the path of tomb luck and cast immortal tombs for countless powerful immortals.!
This sect is majestic, has strict rules, has a long heritage, and has an extremely vast network of people from all races..
Jiulong Xuanmen is a transcendent force that no real immortal power dares to offend at will. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is famous in a whole world..
I heard that the extremely distant Immortal Flower in the Clouds and the Immortal Mausoleum of Tianyun Immortal Kingdom were built here.!
Zhu Xian was extremely shocked. Just the name alone made him lose all his energy. He was so powerful that he was already a cultivator in two worlds..
At this moment, there were also screams from some creatures of various races on the ground. It was not easy to see the monks of Jiulong Xuanmen. Many of the creatures who had set their sights on the Tongtian List had already set their sights on them..
over the sky.
One by one, the powerful Kowloon Xuanmen monks walked out of the space shuttle. Their men's and women's clothing were different. The male monks were dressed in black robes with nine red dragons embroidered on them. Their majesty and vastness were heart-stopping..
The female monks wore long white skirts with nine silver-white dragons embroidered on them, as lifelike as white jade carvings, with cold and unsmiling faces..
These Kowloon Xuanmen monks walked out of the space shuttle in an orderly manner. The aura exuding from their bodies was strong and sharp, and there was a hint of coldness in their eyes. They looked down at the earth slightly and said nothing..
There was a man and a woman standing at the front. The man wore a black jade crown. His eyes were as deep as the night, showing a sense of indifference and majesty, as if all the immortal cultivators on the plain were not interested in him..
And this is the contemporary Jiulong Xuanmen, the Seventh Young Master, Qiong Huayanbin.
According to legend, since he came into the world, he had the Dao Spiritual Root, above the Holy Spirit Root, and below the Immortal Spiritual Root, and he was already a candidate for inheritance..
Next to him stood a young girl. The latter's face was delicate and three-dimensional, her facial features were delicate and powerful, and her skin was as white as snow, smooth and delicate, revealing an almost condensed luster..
She smiled slightly, and her hair fell down like black feathers, fluttering gently in the breeze. It was Qionghua Shuiyu who had met Chen Xun once..
Qiong Huayanbin had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "Have Jiyan and the others left the Babel Tower? Xingchentian and the others won't pursue it anymore, right?".”
As soon as he finished speaking, a Hedao monk walked up next to him and said respectfully: "Reporting to the Seventh Young Master, the people who stayed behind saw them leaving the tower today, but there were so many people... they actually gathered in one place..”
“A message has been sent to the Xingchentian people, saying that since they have been released from the immortal prison, they will no longer care about it and the grudges are over..”
“Okay, I'll wait for him here.”
Qiong Huayanbin's voice was extremely calm, and his eyes were always focused in front of him, without even turning his head to look at the monk..
Qionghua Shuiyu stood beside her with a smile on her face and said nothing..
She just followed Seventh Brother to see the world, and did not participate in other things, nor did she ask or take care of it. She didn’t understand.
Her eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the ground, and she saw two familiar figures, two extremely interesting Taoist friends.!
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