Chapter 963: The Legend of the Lingxu Realm

Qiushui Town was originally just an ordinary town in the world of mortals. At this time, there are people's heads surging, but the tents and ordnance built around can also be seen that the town is in turmoil.

Lu Xiaotian was in the wilderness, looking at a spiritual light rising into the sky in the distance, and there was a little messy ghostly aura.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the northwest. Immediately, Qiushui Town was filled with crowds.

"The ghost of the ghost clan is here!"

"Xiao Wuwei, prepare to defend against the enemy!" A thunderous voice sounded. A big man with a beard like a steel beard and a tiger's back, holding a two-meter-long knife, straddled the tiger's back, and soldiers surged around him.

As for the ordinary people in the small town, they also started to get busy at this time.

"Quickly, bring the soul-calling banner over here, and sprinkle the black dog's blood!"

The soldiers were busy for a while, and under the guidance of several Taoist priests, they erected soul poles with white paper hanging on them, and dozens of bells of various sizes on them. There are some superficial runes on the bell, not even a spirit weapon, but it has some spirituality.

Once any low-level ghosts pass by, the bell above will ring, and a pot of black dog blood will be poured out, and dozens of low-level ghosts will scream again and again. The blood evil power of the black dog blood is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and it can make these ghosts, which are relatively not too powerful for ordinary people, appear.

"Let the arrows!" At this time, the big man straddling the tiger rushed to lead his troops, and the soldiers of the brigade drew their bows and set up arrows. That arrow is not an ordinary arrow, but made of peach wood. The peach wood contains the power of pure yang, and it also has a certain restraint effect on evil ghosts.

Whizzing

When a rain of arrows was shot out, more than half of the dozens of low-level souls were killed, and the rest fled.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, it's really early for you to come!" Far away, a flash of spiritual light flew from the sky. It was Mrs. Huaying from the Wanshou Sect.

Lu Xiaotian looked intently, and Luo Qing from the Ancient Sword Sect was also there.

"There is a vision here, Gu Jianzong sent a message, how can I be lazy."

Lu Xiaotian smiled, and took a look at Luo Qing. After Luo Qing was conceived, he did not hold a celebration ceremony, mostly because Luo Qing's temperament has changed drastically now. In addition, the ancient sword sect has a great career, no more than Lingxiao Palace, with many Nascent Souls Monks are not a big deal. If Luo Qing was in the Golden Core stage before, his expression was cold, but now he is like an eternal iceberg, and when he makes eye contact with the other party, Lu Xiaotian can't even see the slightest emotion, and the depths of his eyes make Lu Xiaotian feel cold. I also felt a chilling chill.

"Junior Sister Luo is doing well these days."

"Thanks to Senior Brother Lu, I have always been well." Luo Qing nodded coldly, completely different from before.

Lu Xiaotian was bored, and didn't care, and turned his attention back to the secular mortal army that was fighting with the ghosts and some new low-level skeletons. The invasion of the ghost clan was not just a matter of the immortal cultivators, but a matter of the entire human race in Qingyu Continent. Although these secular mortals are no more than immortal cultivators, there were some casual cultivators in the major secular countries, and some inherited immortal cultivating families who knew how to deal with ghosts.

Although it is not of much use to those more powerful ghosts, it has played a big role anyway.

After all, after the Great War, the number of immortal cultivators has been greatly reduced, and it is impossible to take care of everything. At this time, facing the danger of annihilation, ordinary people spontaneously organize themselves. To a considerable effect.

In Qiushui Town, there are actually quite a few immortal cultivators, and they will only take action when they encounter more powerful ghosts. And Lu Xiaotian and the others came here entirely because of the vision that appeared here.

"Fellow Daoist Lu came earlier, did you find anything?" Mrs. Hua Ying asked.

"I've only just arrived, and I'm still waiting and watching." Lu Xiaotian shook his head,

"If this is really the place leading to the Lingxu Realm, maybe the threat of the ghost race can be solved once and for all." Luo Qing said in a cold voice.

After being promoted to Yuanying monk, Lu Xiaotian officially stepped into the high-level of Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals, and with this ghost clan invasion, Lu Xiaotian also came into contact with the secrets about ancient monks in the past. In ancient times, humans, demons, ghosts, and demons coexisted side by side, and there were endless wars.

But to this day, most of the places Lu Xiaotian passed were only human races, or various monster races. Occasionally there are some ghost cultivators, but the real ghost clan is only encountered in the millennium calamity of the Jushi clan.

The sudden outbreak of the ghost clan this time brought a huge crisis to Mochizuki and Tianqiong's major immortal worlds. At the same time, the major immortal worlds also wanted to solve the problem of the ghost race once and for all. Records of ghosts.

It's just that maybe because of the long time, there are only a few words about the records of the ancient monk's battle. To sum up, it is the ghost clan, the demon clan, the demon clan, and the secret realm of Lingxu.

And according to the current situation, a group of Yuanying old monsters thought over and over again, and speculated that this secret place of Lingxu might be the place where ancient monks fought against demons, ghosts, and monsters. The ghost clan may have been sealed in the secret realm of Lingxu, but now the seal has been loosened, allowing the ghost clan to reconnect with Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals, as well as with the Jushi clan.

Although this time the ghost race is menacing, it also makes a group of Nascent Soul monsters suddenly excited. Although there are rumors of the monks who have transformed into gods in Qingyu Continent, it is illusory after all.

The secret realm of Lingxu, perhaps due to a long time, or previous melees in the world of cultivating immortals, caused the records and inheritance to be interrupted. But everyone speculates that it does exist after all, and there are ancient monks, deities, and even superhuman powers. As for the secret realm of Lingxu, as the place where several major races fought, it is very likely that there will also be the inheritance of ancient monks.

Like Xiao Tiannan, Wen Changyun, and Ji Qianshui, these big monks have almost reached the apex in the late Yuanying period, and it is difficult to go any further.

But the lifespan of great monks is only a thousand years, so they naturally want to go further, if the rumored secret realm of Lingxu really exists. They can enter the secret realm, maybe they can't find a chance of their own.

In Qingyu Continent, Wen Changyun, Ji Qianshui and other talented and brilliant people, it is as difficult as reaching the sky if they want to become gods. The outbreak of the ghost clan in front of us is not only a crisis, but also an opportunity.

In addition, if the ancient monks fought against the ghosts in the Lingxu Realm, it is very likely that they left a method to deal with the ghosts in the Lingxu Realm, or some important treasures to suppress the ghosts. If it can be obtained, it may be of great help to solve the ghost race now.

Lu Xiaotian didn't have much hope for this at first, and always felt that things would not be so simple, but in this Qiushui town suddenly appeared this spiritual energy, a small amount of magic energy, and ghost energy gushing at the same time, Lu Xiaotian also still See you for the first time. The suspicion in my heart did not loosen a bit.