Star Trace Gate

Chapter 769: Fighting in the air, close relatives protecting the way

The soul of Lord Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his feet on the void, floating above the houses in the wilderness, his dark energy restrained. His divine sense as a sixth-grade toucher was like the night wind blowing across the earth, instantly covering half of Liangzhou.

In the vast and endless perception of divine consciousness, he realized that there were twenty-one fifth-grade masters and dozens of fourth-grade masters, rushing across the sky.

Among them, there are about 17 fifth-grade people with similar auras and the same sky-crossing magic. This shows that in today's situation, the entire Xiliang royal family has "shown its full potential".

If nothing unexpected happens, all the elders who can come today should be here in the Xiliang Fifth Rank Elders' Pavilion, except for those who are in seclusion or traveling.

The descendant of the ancient emperor caused a big disturbance at the Tianjiao event, beheaded the son of the king, Situ Ye, in front of the city gate, and then, together with Lord Yan, in the fourth-grade secret realm, made the king, Situ Ang, dare not take a single step forward. This behavior of riding on the neck of Xiliang and slapping him in the face has made the entire Xiliang royal family unable to raise their heads in front of the heroes of the Jiuli Continent, and they have lost all their face.

Therefore, for Xiliang today, it is not just a conflict between sects to compete for the opportunity to become the emperor, but a bloody battle involving "the whole country's strength."

He didn't even have to take the opportunity, but the ancient emperor's descendant and his protector must die here.

Although a provincial capital has a vast territory, it is impossible to have seventeen fifth-grade people in the world without the accumulation of thousands of years.

Lord Yama sensed the violent atmosphere sweeping across the sky around him. Although he had no fear in his heart, he also felt helpless. Minister Lin usually had no orders for the Lords of Yama in the Ten Palaces, but every time he asked the King Qin Guang of the First Palace to take action, it was really "hell-level" difficulty.

He even once doubted whether he was too great and too strong in Lin Xiang's heart?

In secret, there were countless sixth-grade masters using the power of the treasure to spy on and sense this place, and there were twenty-one fifth-grade masters sweeping over right in front of them.

In order to maintain his greatness in his heart, Lord Yan Jun, although he knew that today's level would be really difficult, was still prepared to play all his cards and ascend to heaven to meet the enemy.

His eyes radiated a cold light, and as his thoughts surged, he had a plan to meet the enemy in his mind, but he didn't know whether it would work or not.

"Little Emperor, if you want to send that child away safely, I will have to set up a large formation here to fight with those sixth-grade demons in the air. You can secretly notify the fifth-grade demon girl to temporarily resist the attacks of the other fifth-grade demons for me."

Lord Yan suddenly spoke.

Beside him, the young King Huai was also sensing and thinking. But for some reason, he kept staring at the young Xing Wu who was bidding his last farewell to his loved ones in the courtyard, and he seemed to have his own thoughts.

"it is good."

Ren Ye listened to Yan Jun's words and immediately came back to his senses: "I will go and tell the witch and Wu Meng."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Yan suddenly raised his arms, held them up to the sky, and called out softly, "The mirror of evil appears!"

"boom!"

The vast and endless dark energy gushed out from the soul of King Yan, sweeping across the sky and shaking the heaven and earth.

The phantom of an evil platform, like a giant Shinto hand, instantly covered the night sky, and appeared between heaven and earth with a boiling aura.

"This platform is the center of the formation, we must be here!"

Yan Jun's hair flew, and he walked away with his hands clasped together. The powerful Yin energy emanating from his soul was also rapidly dissipating, which even made his soul look a little dimmer.

After walking several miles, Lord Yama came to the south and waved his hand to summon a black flag. This flag had a very interesting origin. It was called the Flag of the Eighteen Prison Lords. It was a magic weapon for mobilizing the underworld soldiers and was always controlled by King Qin Guang, the King of Yama.

The command flag stands out among the people, emitting a faint black light.

Lord Yan found the correct position and threw the command flag through the air, causing it to fall into a small hill and disappear. After the command flag fell, the entire void in the south seemed unchanged, but all the magic weapons and talismans that could break the void felt as heavy as a stone bull falling into the sea, and a feeling of being unable to break free.

But this does not mean that all the talismans and magic weapons have "failed" at this moment, but that this piece of void has become as solid as a rock and difficult to shake. It is just like the rules of the Heavenly Dao that reinforce a secret realm when the Heavenly Dao opens its eyes.

“Boom boom…!”

Lord Yan walked in the air from south to west and from east to north, and planted command flags one after another.

In Blue Star China, there was an ancient book called "Jade Calendar Treasure Note" that was circulated among the people. It recorded that Qin Guangwang, the King of Hell, had suppressed the reverse flow of the underworld and imprisoned countless sinful souls who intended to escape from the underworld.

The legends recorded in the book could no longer be verified, but the formation that Yan Jun had laid out at this moment was exactly the "Nine Netherworlds Suppressing Void Formation" that could suppress the underworld and calm the void.

This formation requires the Dao rhythm of the sixth level of the Touching Dao realm, the vast and endless power of the Yin and Ming dynasties, the underworld's most precious treasure, the Nietai Mirror, as the center of the formation, and the command flags of the Eighteen Hells of the Underworld, in order to be set up. The conditions are extremely harsh.

The eighteen flags fell, and Lord Yan returned to his seat in the middle. He put his hands together and chanted as the Yin Qi rose and rose: "The Nine Netherworlds, the mirror of sin is clear, the Yellow Springs flows backwards, and will forever suppress this place!"

"Certainly!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of thunder resounded throughout the universe, and endless dark energy suddenly poured into the virtual image of the large mirror, and the formation was completed.

The moon and stars in the area around Lin County suddenly dimmed, and the negative energy was surging, as if everything had returned to chaos.

"brush!"

Not far away, Situ Bin, who was leading a group of fifth-rank warriors flying over, suddenly stopped, his eyes filled with astonishment, looking at the chaotic Lin County in disbelief, saying: "The yin energy there is soaring to the sky, and the void has become as solid as a rock... Did the guardian of the underworld use the power of the treasure to set up a great formation to suppress the void? !"

"Not bad!"

A fifth-rank elder beside him nodded immediately and said, "I can sense the aura of the Netherworld's most precious treasure, the Evil Mirror."

"He has set up such a shocking formation, which must have consumed a lot of his own energy. They obviously don't have to reveal their whereabouts, so why do they do this?!" Taoist Hui is as smart as his Taoist name. At this moment, he had doubts in his heart and asked.

“I don’t know!”

"Yan Jun seems to have noticed that the leaders and kings of the Jiuli clan are secretly sensing this area. He is showing such a desperate attitude, which means that the descendants of the ancient emperor must be here."

Taoist Hui frowned, and after a moment of thought, he took the initiative to ignite the yellow paper talisman given to him by Sect Master Wuchen without hesitation.

"Hurrah!"

The talisman burned and suddenly turned into ashes and dispersed.

Taoist Hui looked up at Situ Bin and the other fifth-rank Xiliang people, and immediately reminded them cautiously: "Yan Jun's move has an unclear purpose, so we should not act rashly... I have already ignited the talisman, and the sect master must have sensed it, so let's wait a little longer!"

“Today, there is no way I will let go of the descendant of the Ancient Emperor and this sixth-rank underworld master!!!” Situ Bin’s eyes were fierce, and he did not hide his hatred at all.

……

In the Taoist Palace, Wu Chen, wearing a blue Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on the high platform in the center, with his eyes slightly closed and a peaceful look on his face.

Inside the palace, on the high platforms on the left and right sides, there were seven suzerains and kings of the Jiuli Continent sitting respectively.

These people have all reached the sixth rank and are the absolute strongest in the world. Even if they leave the Jiuli Continent, they are qualified to choose a blessed place and establish their own sect.

Today, fifteen kings and clan leaders came to the Taoist palace in the evening, and have been sitting cross-legged in meditation, waiting for the right opportunity.

In the center of these fifteen sixth-rank people, there was a treasure that looked like a cone but not a cone, and like a flying tooth. It was only the size of a palm, but it could emit bursts of Dao rhyme light and terrifying pressure from a treasure.

This item, called "Jidaosuo", is the "national treasure" of Xiliang. It is said to be made of a dragon tooth. Perhaps the power of this treasure is too amazing and against the harmony of heaven. It is similar to the reincarnation one-finger talisman that Ren Ye got at the beginning. It is an incomplete treasure.

When the ancestor of the state leader Situ Ang obtained this item in the 16th-grade secret realm, this treasure was already in a damaged state. There was a crack in the middle of the natural dragon tooth, and the Dao rhyme inside it had been lost by more than 80% over the endless years.

Therefore, this divine object is a treasure that can only be used a few times. However, it was precisely because of this treasure that the Situ clan successfully slaughtered a sixth-grade touch-path strongman who was about to die, and completely occupied the entire Xiliang Province, and had the qualifications to establish a separatist regime.

Because this precious treasure could disappear from the human world and return to heaven at any time, it has never been used in Situ Ang's lifetime.

But this time, the fourteen heads of state and clan leaders came together to the Xianlan Sect for a "league", and Situ Ang actually brought this thing with him.

From this, we can see how strong his desire is to kill Ren Ye and his protector, the Lord of Hell.

In the quiet Taoist Palace, fifteen sixth-grade masters who had touched the Dao all had their eyes closed, revealing a state of meditation.

"brush!"

Suddenly, Situ Ang, who was wearing a dragon robe, suddenly opened his sharp eyes and said in astonishment: "Why... why is the void in my Xiliang half-land as if it has been blessed by the Heavenly Dao, as solid as a rock and unshakable. Even the sharp edge of the Silent Dao Shuttle that can penetrate the void has suddenly dissipated."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful Taoist nun who looked to be in her thirties also opened her eyes slowly.

She is the leader of the Qingyao Sect. She is now nearly 200 years old, but no one knows what secret method she used to keep herself forever young.

"Xiliang is a fourth-grade land. Logically speaking, even if the Heavenly Dao opens its eyes and reinforces this place, it won't destroy the divine light of the Silent Dao Shuttle in an instant."

There was also confusion in her eyes.

"brush!"

As the two were talking, the other clan leaders also opened their eyes one after another, but before they could interrupt, they sensed a faint aura emanating from the Wuchen clan leader.

"Hurrah!"

On the high platform, a yellow paper talisman suddenly combusted in front of Wuchen.

He exuded a faint aura, as if he was sensing something.

After a moment, Wu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and frowned, saying, "The Taoist Hui in the sect ignited the talisman, and I sensed Xiliangzhou for a moment. The King of Hell set up a great formation to suppress the void, making the void here extremely solid. This method is really amazing."

"The Lord of the Underworld must have sensed that we were spying on Xiliang."

“Brother Wuchen, can this formation that you spent several days setting up, which can break the void and travel thousands of miles instantly, break Lord Yan’s formation?” The female leader of the Yumen Sect asked in a soft voice.

Wu Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "Originally, we only need the fifteen of us to circulate our spiritual power together and activate the Silent Dao Shuttle to activate the formation, open the Heavenly Gate in Xiliang, and jump in. But now that Lord Yan has set up this formation and is determined to fight with us, we need to activate the Silent Dao Shuttle to its full potential and use its strongest edge that is hard to find in the world to forcibly break the void. But this move... may cause the Silent Dao Shuttle to become a Dao and disappear from the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the clan leaders and state rulers looked up at Situ Ang.

After Situ Ang pondered over it again and again, he immediately waved his hand and said, "The treasure of heaven and earth was born to defend against enemies. If we don't use it now, when will we use it? No problem, the fifteen of us will use all our strength!"

After the words fell, Wu Chen raised his right arm and said in a low voice: "Everyone, please help me open the Heavenly Gate in Xiliang!"

“Boom, boom, boom…!”

In an instant, fifteen sixth-grade people who had touched the Dao activated their spiritual power together, causing the entire Dao Palace to flash with the immortal light that contained the rhythm of the Dao.

At this moment, the separatist kings of the Jiuli Continent also showed unprecedented unity.

They vowed to kill the ancient emperor's descendant and his protector here.