Rebirth of the Great Desolation: The Sacred Saint and the Dao

Xiao Tianlei dismissed the brawl among the monks in Wandu Mountain, but he was quite shocked by Guang Yao.【】

With the realm of Guangyao Daluo Golden Immortal, it is natural to see the cultivation level of those monks at a glance. Except for the monk who calls himself the ancestor of Kuangdu, who is in the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, the ones who fight against him are all strong men in the early stage of Taiyi.

The tall, black-robed monk is also about to enter the middle stage.

But due to such a comparison of strength, the final result was that only one of the dozens of monks survived. And the remaining one also used shameless means to survive.

Guangyao was shocked for three reasons: first, the level difference between monks under Daluo Golden Immortal was not very huge, and dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals in the early stage were unreasonably defeated by one Taiyi Golden Immortal in the middle stage; second, the power of Taiyi Golden Immortal's self-destruction

It was extremely huge, but in the poisonous smoke of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestors, it only leveled tens of thousands of miles around; thirdly, the tall monk was able to escape such a disaster with only the disc-shaped magic weapon in his hand. I wonder what kind of magic weapon it was?

Seeing this, Xiao Tianlei said to Guangyao and Baguio: "I once said that magic weapons are foreign objects. Relying on foreign objects is ultimately not as good as cultivating yourself. However, it is understandable to rely on magic weapons to improve your strength. In addition, the formation method

The Tao is also superior."

Guangyao asked: "Is the poisonous smoke exhaled by the crazy poison ancestor a formation?"

"That's right. The green smoke the basilisk spewed formed an array, and the main force behind the array was its double-spoken spear. Once the array was completed, it would be difficult to trap dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals, but relying on the power of the essence and blood of the body, they could kill them.

It’s all just a matter of time. The formation is a world of its own, but its external impact is not deep.”

Xiao Tianlei said again: "Although the person who escaped did something shameless, the power of the magic weapon should not be underestimated. His disc magic weapon is an innate spiritual treasure with high defense, but his own cultivation is not deep.

, it is difficult to exert the full power of the magic weapon. If you hold this treasure, you will be invincible in the battle of Daluo! Therefore, no matter how high your cultivation level is, few are weak."

Guangyao is an exception, but he really has nothing to offer. Hearing what Xiao Tianlei said, he looked forward to the treasure that Xiao Tianlei had promised before.

Xiao Tianlei also smiled, and then said to the two of them: "Although high-level magic weapons are strong, they are difficult to control without magic power, especially natural treasures. Therefore, magic weapons are only obtained by those who are destined, otherwise even if they succeed, they will not be able to control them."

There is no way to save it. The person who escaped uses his own essence and blood to cover up the innate aura of the magic weapon, but he knows some truth."

Seeing Baguio's confused expression, Xiao Tianlei smiled and said: "Baguio, you don't have to think too much, my magic weapon is naturally different."

Xiao Tianlei's method of refining weapons was extremely mysterious, not to mention that the treasure he gave was promised by his own family, so he would not let his disciples bring treasures to others.

At this time, Guangyao finally understood that the magic weapon that looked like a millstone and lacked spiritual energy could withstand the Poisonous Ancestor Poison Array because it was an innate thing.

Such a person must not be simple!

Xiao Tianlei also smelled a special aura from the monk, but the real person behind the scenes would not appear early.

Xiao Tianlei narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "I want to see who can pass down such magic skills?"

At this time, the entire Ten Thousand Du Mountains with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles suddenly filled with fragrant fragrance. Colorful rays of light flowed in the valleys, peaks and other places. The entire Ten Thousand Du Mountains seemed to have fallen into a fairyland. It was so beautiful for a moment that there were no traces of the previous ones.

Filthy and stench? With such a loud and powerful voice, everyone knows that the magic weapon that is about to be born is definitely not an acquired thing.

Seeing this, Baguio hurriedly asked Xiao Tianlei: "Master, is that treasure about to be born?"

Xiao Tianlei smiled and said: "Before an innate thing is born, it will definitely release its aura. This is just the beginning. It is still too early for the treasure to be born. Besides, even if it is born, we don't have to worry. Let's see the good show first."

The place where Xiao Tianlei glanced was the tall black-robed monk in the field. At this time, some monks looking around were also ready to make a move. Baguio understood instantly, and he also smiled and sat cross-legged on the cloud head, holding his cheeks with his hands, as if watching a show

appearance.

At this time, several dragon roars suddenly sounded in the distance. The sound was so high-pitched that it shook the entire Wandu Mountain slightly. Guang Yao was shocked and his expression changed slightly.

When Xiao Tianlei saw this, he said to Guangyao: "The Dragon Clan is now in a period of great fortune and prosperity. If a treasure comes out here, the Dragon Clan monks will naturally come to fight for it. However, this treasure is what I want to give to Baguio.

There is no need for me to say more about things that hinder your understanding of them."

The dragon's roar was long and long, as if it was going to dissipate all its momentum and shock everyone before dissipating. But at this moment, a louder dragon's roar instantly covered the peripheral sounds, and for a while, the other sounds became a foil.

Guangyao was shocked, his face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Baguio covered her ears and looked extremely painful. Seeing this, Xiao Tianlei flicked his sleeves to dissipate the pressure. After Baguio felt relieved, he said coquettishly: "The sound of this dragon's roar is too loud, it almost knocks my body."

Shen Zhen is injured. Guangyao, when that Long Xiu appears later, you must help me teach him a lesson!"

But at this time, Guangyao could no longer hear Baguio's words, and all he could think about was the roar of the dragon just now. Xiao Tianlei already knew what was going on, and asked: "Guangyao, is that Long Xiu yours?"

The former master?”

Xiao Tianlei's voice was transmitted to Guangyao's soul with mana, and Guangyao woke up instantly. After hearing the question, Guangyao immediately knelt down and worshiped Xiao Tianlei: "Master, if His Highness Black Dragon collides with you, please forgive me.

Have mercy and forgive Your Highness."

Guangyao followed Xiao Tianlei all the way and told Xiao Tianlei about the power situation of the entire Dragon Clan, so Xiao Tianlei naturally knew the name of the Black Dragon. The Black Dragon is the fifth son of Zulong, the leader of the Dragon Clan, and controls the entire East China Sea. He does not want to be caught by this treasure this time.

Attracted.

The Black Dragon's cultivation is in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian. Although Guangyao is now at the same level, the Black Dragon has accumulated power for hundreds of thousands of years, and Guangyao has a deep sense of awe in his heart. Although Guangyao doesn't know what Xiao Tianlei's specific cultivation level is,

There is no doubt that Daluo Jinxian will be instantly turned gray. Coupled with Xiao Tianlei’s previous words, Guangyao has no choice but to plead for mercy!

"Since the black dragon of the dragon clan can come here to seize the treasure, the phoenix and unicorn will definitely not be left alone. When the three clans compete, wouldn't it be more beautiful for you and me to be bystanders?"

Guangyao did not dare to beg any more, feeling uneasy and uneasy as before. Xiao Tianlei did not care about him. The treasure that was about to be born was destined to have no fate among the three clans. It was Baguio's possession. Because of his cultivation and strength, it was decided.

everything.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Tianlei finished speaking, he heard several phoenix cries and several beast roars, which were no less powerful than the previous dragon roars.

Wandu Mountain was shaken by several auras, as if an earthquake had occurred. The monks in the scene all had strange faces and were extremely ugly. It was hard to tell how frightened they were at this time. But almost every monk was hunched over.

, seems to be carrying a huge mountain on its back.

The tall monk who had devoured the soul of the madly poisonous ancestor was horrified. Those were so powerful that even if he sacrificed the magic weapon, he still couldn't breathe easily. How could he win the treasure with his current strength alone? In addition to being horrified, the tall monk

He took out a black jade slip from somewhere and held it tightly in his hand.

When the phoenix roared, the roar of the beasts subsided, and the situation on the field also changed drastically. At a glance, almost all of them were dragons, phoenixes, and monks from the three tribes of Qilin, so densely packed that they covered the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountains within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Full of people. Seeing this situation, many casual cultivators have temporarily left. Once such a large-scale fight breaks out, it will inevitably affect Chiyu.

The monks from the three tribes also followed him, but their arrogance and contempt were clearly visible on their faces.

The monks from the three tribes are also in a tripartite position.

The leader of the Dragon Clan is a middle-aged male cultivator with sharp eyes and a domineering air, but the cold air is overwhelming. He is wearing a black python robe, and what is painted on the robe is a five-clawed golden dragon. He looks arrogant and looks at the Phoenix Clan indifferently.

With the monks of the Qilin tribe.

The leading monk of the Feng Clan is a beautiful female cultivator. Her flaming red robes flutter and her hair is tied up in a bun. She is smiling, as if she is just a young woman visiting the mountains and rivers in her spare time. However, the aura she exudes is intentional or unintentional.

Demonstrating strong strength. And the person standing behind this female cultivator is none other than Feng Raoran!

The person surrounded by the Qilin tribe was an old man. Although his white hair was flying, his muscles were slender and he was holding a giant halberd. His aura was no weaker than that of the black dragon and the Phoenix tribe female cultivator.

These three leaders are all Daluo Jinxian!

The tall monk also followed the scattered cultivators tens of thousands of miles away from the place where the three tribes gathered. Although the fringe areas are still dangerous, greed can defeat everything. And the monks of the three tribes are all arrogant people, so let him do it.

A mere casual cultivator cannot make waves.

However, the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn are fighting for the hegemony of the world, and now they are fighting for the treasure together. A battle is bound to be inevitable. With the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal and the magic weapon, the tall monk can protect himself. All three clans will be injured.

, you can fish in troubled waters.

"What's more, the Patriarch gave me emergency supplies!" The tall monk looked on coldly and looked for a place to continue refining the soul of the Mad Poison Ancestor.

The leaders of the three tribes were wary of each other and did not say a word. They just waited for the treasure to be revealed before taking action to snatch it. The three tribes all had the determination to obtain the treasure. Although the scene was peaceful now, it was filled with murderous intent.

There is usually a dead silence before a storm.