Sinister winds gathered ghosts, white bones formed a forest. Miserable sinister winds wailed a thousand ghosts, eerie white bone trees bloomed.
Ji Feichen came to the encampment to take a look and thought to himself, 'These people are really too much. Do they really have to bring out the scene of Yin Ming School?'
It was unknown which fellow disciple had dug up the ancestral graves of the commoners near Golden Turtle City. They buried the skeletons around the hill, and each skeleton turned into a bone tree. Some of the bone trees still had flesh that had not rotted, and they bloomed like red flowers on the bone trees. The surrounding ghosts wailed, but because of the restriction of the demonic sect's curse, they could not move more than ten feet away from the skeletons.
Seeing this, Ji Feichen shook his head and sighed. His dharma eyes swept across, and he saw black gas lingering above the heads of the many demons. He knew that they were facing a calamity and were about to die.
'When those fellows from Daode Buddhism come, none of you will be able to escape. However, this method could restrain the hands of the Moral Sect. Later on, they will be busy cleaning up the aftermath and burying these corpses again. When the time comes, the people from Yin Ming School will be able to escape successfully. It is also a way out. ' Ji Feichen raised his head and looked at Golden Turtle City. The city gates were tightly shut, and there was no one around. There were even wisps of auspicious clouds hanging high up in the sky.
'Li Jingxun and her sister can't do it alone. I wonder how many people from the Mystic Sect will come?' After thinking about it, Ji Feichen went to the Black Vein.
The encampment was in the shape of a pentagon, with the five factions on the periphery. In the center was a round altar hall, which was personally presided over by the faction leader. The palace of the Black Vein was in the north, and it was surrounded by winding ravines with all kinds of poisonous water flowing in them.
Ji Feichen had cultivated weak water, so ordinary poisonous water could not hurt him at all. Walking in the air, he crossed the poisonous water and calmly arrived at the palace. He saw many familiar faces in the Black Vein.
The elites of the Black Vein were mostly from the faction of Hall Master Kan Ming. The old Hall Master had taken in countless disciples in his life. Although he had eaten most of them, the remaining disciples had all cultivated to become immortals. Most of the people who came were disciples of the same generation as Ji Feichen.
Ji Feichen saw a man first. "Senior Martial Brother He."
When He Wenkai saw Ji Feichen, his expression froze. Then, he smiled and greeted him, "Junior Brother, you're here too?"
"I happened to be nearby and saw my fellow disciples greeting me, so I came over to take a look."
He Wenkai was also a disciple of Master Blackflow, from the same lineage as Ji Feichen. The two of them appeared to be very close, but Ji Feichen's killing intent was hidden in his heart. He wished he could hack He Wenkai to death!
"Offering the dragon carriage to teacher and luring teacher to make a move on me, this bastard is definitely behind it!"
He Wenkai looked at Ji Feichen's current mana and muttered in his heart, "Teacher actually kept him until now? It seemed that he would soon transform into the true form of the Demonic Dragon? At that time, should I interfere and force him to go berserk so that he can pull Teacher's carriage? "
The demonic sects were full of schemes, especially when it came to fighting for resources. Although Master Blackflow was wealthy, it was already quite good for him to take out a tenth of his treasures for his disciples to use.
There were too many people and not enough porridge, so there was a lot of open and veiled strife between fellow disciples. If one wanted to advance, they would have to step on others.
Among Blackflow's disciples, those who cultivated the "Profound Underworld Black Demon Scripture", apart from a single successor, were his "reserve food". On the contrary, disciples like Ji Feichen didn't have any conflicts on their paths. If he hadn't obtained the dragon carriage, Blackflow wouldn't have made a move against Ji Feichen. After all, wasn't it better to have one more disciple to help him find materials?
The two seemed harmonious on the surface but were actually at odds with each other. After exchanging pleasantries, they took their seats.
The person in charge of the black faction wasn't from the Blackflow lineage, but Ling Feng, a disciple of Blackpond.
"I'm sure everyone is already clear. My master is at a critical moment. If he can cultivate the true demon physique of the Ground Fairies, our black faction will grow stronger and become the leader of the five lineages, suppressing the other four. A spirit egg has been unearthed in Golden Turtle City. This is a blessing from the heavens, and it's time for my master to attain the dao. I hope everyone can lend me a hand and help me obtain the heavenly spirit egg. "
Strengthen the black faction?
Ji Feichen sneered inwardly as he scanned the surroundings. Everyone had their own thoughts. Who didn't understand each other? Everyone understood the structure of the black faction.
Become the leader of the five lineages? After Blackpond became the Ground Fairies, Hall Master Kan Ming would eat him and prove that he was the Heavenly Demon Supreme Dao Fruit. At that time, although the black faction would produce a Celestial Immortal, it would immediately enter the Netherworld and abandon everything in the mortal world. It would instead become the weakest of the five lineages.
Demonic cultivators were selfish. Who would care about the life and death of their descendants when they attained the dao and soared to the heavens? The so-called sects were nothing more than tools used by the demonic sect giants to plunder materials to aid their own cultivation. Did they really think that the demonic sects valued their orthodoxy like the Mystic sects? Hall Master Kan Ming had cultivated for thousands of years and his disciples had changed one after another. However, he was the only one who had reached this point and was only waiting to prove his dao. How many people had sacrificed for him?
However, everyone had received instructions from their masters before they came. They all agreed with Ling Feng, "Senior Brother Ling Feng is right! These days, the Mystic Sects have been attacking our Yin Ming School. Do they really think that we are easy to bully? This time, we set up a path under Golden Turtle City to compete with them! "
The masters behind them also had their own plans. As the saying went, a fellow Daoist's death was better than mine. With the death of Master Hei Chi and the old hall master sent to the Nine Underworlds, could everyone fight for the position of hall master? Could the cultivators that had been suppressed for so many years be released a little?
The black faction was currently very united, not externally, but internally.
They would try to send Hall Master Kan Ming to ascend. As for whether it was the black stream or the black pool, it was up to them!
Seeing that everyone was united, Ling Feng smiled in satisfaction, "With the help of senior brothers, the black faction can only grow stronger day by day. Senior Brother Zheng has been waiting for a long time. We can't be late. "
"Zheng Qiong?" Ji Feichen frowned and asked He Wenkai, "Has Senior Brother Zheng Qiong come out of seclusion?"
"Yes," He Wenkai had a bad expression and said to Ji Feichen in a low voice, "Martial Uncle Hei Chi has come out of seclusion. Senior Brother Zheng Qiong has come out of seclusion to oversee Golden Turtle City. It is obvious that he is preparing for Martial Uncle to attain dao. If Martial Uncle survives with the help of the sect master, it will be bad for our teacher. "
If Hei Chi attained dao, it would be bad for the Black Stream faction. At that time, what would they do if the old hall master attacked Master Hei Chi?
"Let's wait and see." Ji Feichen was noncommittal. The two of them followed everyone to the main hall.
At this moment, Zheng Qiong and the disciples of the four factions had arrived. There were also people from the other factions of the Yuan Dao Demon Sect who came to help.
The moment they entered the main hall, a pungent smell assaulted their nostrils. There were many corpses in the hall. A few disciples had dug out their hearts and lungs and were cooking with a large cauldron.
At the side, there were the cries of young girls. Many demons were laughing and playing with innocent girls.
Many Yin Ming School disciples frowned. "The people of the Six-armed Demon God Sect are here too?"
Among the major demon sects, only the Sacred Black Sect and the Six-armed Demon God Sect commonly ate humans.
Zheng Qiong turned a blind eye to these demons and allowed them to find mortals to eat. As for the disciples of the Yin Ming School, most of them were drinking and having fun. From time to time, they would throw the women on them to the side like rags. Then, they would be captured by the Six-armed Demon God Sect and cooked.
Ji Feichen sat with the people of the Black Stream and silently used the White Bone Technique. A black light flashed in his eyes. He used the White Bone Technique to compare everyone present to white bones. This was the so-called X-ray Vision.
In this way, the intercourse between a man and a woman was nothing more than two skeletons moving around in his eyes. The human flesh in the cauldron could not be seen.
He silently sat in the corner and became the background. He did not cause any trouble and did not stand out.
"The demon sects are so cruel …" Ji Feichen was sick of it. Ji Feichen could still accept it if it was a conspiracy. It was not a big deal if they schemed and schemed against each other.
However, eating people and digging out their hearts went against Ji Feichen's morals.
Not to mention him, there were many female cultivators in the White Stream. The female disciples had ugly expressions. They suppressed their anger and did not say anything.
Luo Qingyi's expression was also ugly. She walked to Zheng Qiong and whispered a few words.
Zheng Qiong immediately told the man in black beside her.
The man instructed his fellow disciples, "You guys be careful. We will eat after we go down. Don't cook in front of our fellow disciples of the Yin Ming School."
The people of the Six-armed Demon God Sect nodded and carried the cauldron and the corpses away. The man in black said to Zheng Qiong, "The flesh of budding girls is the most tender. I will treat Brother Zheng to a feast later. "
Zheng Qiong laughed dryly and did not dare to agree. Although the culture of the Yin Ming School was bad, cannibalism was still considered an unconventional behavior.
After the cauldron was taken away, the disciples of the Yin Ming School locked the girls who were still alive in the dungeon.
Seeing this, Xiao Ying ordered two female disciples to help, "Keep them alive. Don't let them be toyed to death by those stinky men."
"Let's not talk nonsense and get down to business." A woman walked out of the White Stream. "After the killing tribulation, this will be the first time we, the Primordial Dao Sect, and the Mystic Gate will fight. How do you all think we should fight?"
Speaking of which, this fight was related to Ji Feichen.
That day, Ji Feichen caused a ruckus in the Demon Suppression Tower, angering the Supreme Firmament Palace. Many disciples went out to wipe out the demonic cultivators. Left with no choice, the Yin Ming School could only send out their troops and have a real fight with the Mystic Gate.
Ji Feichen had a feeling that this was the last tribulation before he achieved the Human Immortal Dao Fruit. After that, he would end his karma with the Supreme Firmament Palace and successfully achieve the Human Immortal Dao Fruit.
"Looks like I have to fight with Qin Wu to clear my karma with the Supreme Firmament Palace."
At this time, Zheng Qiong said, "Sect Master Grandmaster divined that the Jade Essence Heavenly Egg will appear at noon the day after tomorrow. When that time comes, we will fight with the Mystic Gate and use our own methods. But how many people from the Mystic Gate will come? Tomorrow, we need to probe them and be on guard against them breaking through the door. "
The man in black from the Six-Armed Demon God Sect was called Wei Chen. He said, "I can't say for the others, but Qin Wu from the Supreme Firmament Palace will definitely come."
As the proud successor of the Supreme Firmament Palace, Qin Wu had climbed to the top by stepping on the demonic cultivators. Qin Wu had killed or captured no less than a hundred demonic cultivators.
At the mention of this successor of the sacred ground, the demons present showed fear.
"One Qin Wu is hard enough. What if another successor of the sacred ground comes? What should we do?"
"The sky cannot have two suns, and the people cannot have two masters. Another person? If the successor of the Taiyuan Temple comes, the two of them will have to fight first. "Zheng Qiong chuckled." Don't be afraid. Qin Wu won't attack you when the time comes. You just need to argue with the old fogeys of the Daode Buddhism or the Taiqing Sect. "
"Don't worry about Qin Wu?" Wei Chen said doubtfully, "Brother Zheng is so confident? Is there an expert? Is it the Blood Sea? "Since the successor of the Supreme Firmament Palace came, would the Boundless Blood Sea appear?
Zheng Qiong smiled without saying anything. The person he was referring to was not the Boundless Blood Sea. The Boundless Blood Sea was not the only one in the demonic sects. At least … at least, their Yin Ming School was not inferior to them.
"Why can't the sacred ground of the demonic sects add another one and let our Yin Ming School take the top spot?" Zheng Qiong was high-spirited and wanted to make a name for himself in this battle.
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