Chapter 1195 Chaos Begins

"I'm crazy and I laugh at myself, so how can you be a rebel?"

Thinking that those rebels were just dogs for the Immortal Palace, the man in the gray robe felt relieved again, took a sip of his wine, looked up to the sky and smiled.

Seeing this, two trusted disciples who were relegated here with him in the distance exchanged a glance with each other, and said silently:

"Master, the old man has gone mad again, but don't let people hear it, it will hurt you and me for nothing..."

"At the beginning, relying on the incense of the ancestors, I became his direct disciple. I didn't expect to be implicated by him and trapped in this dilapidated place. When will I have a bright future?" Another person immediately echoed.

After the two of them finished talking, they didn't bother to look at the frustrated master. They leaned on the railing and looked down, only to see that the entire bottom of the abyss was filled with a gray mist, and the shadows of some floating mountain peaks were hidden in it, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the scenery here is, it will be boring to see too much.

"Om..."

At this moment, a loud horn sounded suddenly from below the abyss.

The two disciples frowned, and hurriedly looked towards the gray-robed man, but they only saw that the latter didn't care at all, and was still drinking alone, with an indignant look on his face.

Seeing this, the two smiled wryly, and had no choice but to leap forward and swipe downward at a high speed.

Before they flew a thousand feet away, they saw figures in the mist flying upwards crazily, but thousands of inner and outer disciples who were gathering spiritual herbs in the valley were rushing upwards like crazy.

"It's not good, the white ghost is here, the white ghost is here..." There were bursts of exclamations from below, accompanied by bursts of miserable roars.

The expressions of those two people suddenly changed when they heard the sound, and one of them shouted loudly: "Isn't there a magic circle blocking it, what are you afraid of?"

"Stop it, I can't stop it... the white ghost is crazy..." someone shouted intermittently.

"What's going on, tell me quickly!" The other of the two grabbed a terrified disciple and reprimanded him sharply.

"The white ghosts down there are crazy... Not to mention rushing out of the mist range, they are not even afraid of the magic circle. Thousands of them rushed up, destroying the magic circle." The disciple was shouted like this, Only then did he stabilize his mind a little, and said in a hurry.

After the two listened, when they wanted to ask another question, they saw bursts of "rumbling" sounds coming from the mist below, and a large group of dense shadowy shadows rushed upwards.

"Fix formation, formation formation, formation formation..." One person's tone had changed, and he hurriedly shouted.

But at this moment, people's hearts are in chaos, how can anyone be willing to listen?

"Whoever takes another step back, die!" At this moment, a loud shout came from above everyone's heads.

I saw the man in the gray robe descending from the sky, coming above the heads of the crowd, hanging in the void.

With a flick of his sleeves, there was a loud sound of wind and thunder, which immediately dispelled the smell of alcohol, and the whole person regained the majesty of the past in an instant.

With the release of the aura of his middle-stage Golden Immortal cultivation, the entire secret realm was instantly suppressed.

"It's just a mere white ghost counterattack. It happened many years ago. At that time, an ordinary elder who was stationed here was able to deal with it safely. Now that I am here, why are you panicking? Put an end to me immediately. "The man snorted coldly and said.

As soon as he said these words, it really had a great calming effect. The thousands of fleeing disciples finally calmed down and began to unite with each other, forming different magic circles.

As soon as the magic circle was formed, thousands of white ghosts rushed out of the mist below, continuously climbing along the suspended mountain peaks, and charged towards the top.

"Kill me..." the gray-robed man said coldly.

As soon as his words fell, there were bursts of huge roaring sounds in the entire secret realm.

I saw the fire shining in one of the large formations, and huge flaming meteorites flew out of it, drawing dazzling lines of fire in midair, and falling towards the abyss.

Some of the magic circles roared out with wind and frost, turning into huge ice cones and falling straight down.

There are also various fairy family magic weapons and spiritual light seals flying out continuously, all of which bombarded towards the abyss.

For a time, the entire secret realm was in chaos, with constant explosions.

Countless white ghosts were hit by all kinds of things, and died one after another, falling downward, but more white ghosts swarmed upwards without fear of death, leaving countless corpses piled up on the floating mountain peaks along the way .

"No, no...something is not quite right..." The gray-robed man looked at the scene in front of him, his brows furrowed.

With a thought in his mind, his consciousness immediately searched for the bottom of the abyss.

At the first few thousand feet, he could clearly detect it, but the further he went, it was no longer possible. His divine sense seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't go any further.

Seeing more and more white ghosts rushing up, almost catching up with these disciples, the man in gray robe waved his palm, and a huge blue ring appeared behind him.

Pointing forward, bursts of blue light appeared from the circle, and flying swords of light and shadow shot straight down, and a large number of white ghosts fell under the shadow of the sword.

But seeing more and more white ghosts die, the gray-robed man felt more and more uneasy.

These white ghosts have already escaped from the range covered by the mist. They don't look like they are chasing and attacking at all, but they seem to be chasing and fleeing for their lives. But besides them, what else is there in this abyss?

Just when the gray-robed man was in doubt, a strange aura suddenly spread from the abyss below, and a gray-white mist spread up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the mist, a bunch of muscular green-skinned apes jumped out of it one after another, chasing and killing those white ghosts.

The fighting power of the white ghosts was far from that of these green-skinned apes, and most of them were massacred in no time, and the suspended mountain below was quickly occupied by them, holding maces in their hands, and looking fiercely at the human race above.

"Master, what are these things?" The two disciples fled back to the gray-robed man and asked in horror.

The gray-robed man couldn't recognize him either, so he didn't speak.

At this time, a whistling wind suddenly came out of the gray mist below, and a huge spiral mist rose up, and three tall figures rose up with the mist, and came below the crowd.

The man in gray robe looked at these three people from a distance, and suddenly felt that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst. The aura of these three people was so strong that he almost didn't dare to look directly at them. He could only guess at their cultivation base, which should be above the late stage of Taiyi. .

Among the three, the one in the middle has slender eyes, pale complexion, and no trace of blood on his face. It looks like a corpse that has just been fished out of the water, very permeable.

In his arms is also holding a civet cat-like, white beast with soft down and big eyes.

If Han Li was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this person was none other than the ghost tree who had made them suffer enough in the gray world.

"It looks like a secret place, but judging from the richness of the spiritual energy in this world, it is undoubtedly a fairyland." Guimu gently supported the little beast "Cloud" in his arms with one hand, and looked around.

It's just that he only has the surrounding environment in his eyes, but he doesn't pay attention to the thousands of Zhulongdao and Xiangong monks.

"Who are you?" The gray-robed man boldly asked.

Hearing the words, Guimu just glanced at him, and then said to the two people beside him: "Kill them all, the souls are wiped out, don't let any one go, and prepare to attract more clansmen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of the two people beside him had disappeared, and those green-skinned apes roared one after another, rushing towards the group of monks above.

In the entire abyss, there were bursts of frightening screams.

"Xianyu, here we come..." Guimu looked at everything around him, with a sneering smile on his face, and said happily.

...

Zhou Yuan Xianyu.

In recent days, a shocking news has swept through the eight continents under the jurisdiction of the entire Immortal Domain.

Immortal Tihu, the former master of the Immortal Palace in this Immortal Realm, all of them dignified Daluo monks, suddenly went mad for some reason, and slaughtered all the more than 130 immortal officials in the entire Immortal Palace in one breath.

Even an Immortal Supervisor with unfathomable cultivation who was in charge of the Zhou Yuan Immortal Territory was killed by him when he came to stop him.

Afterwards, the entire Zhou Yuan Immortal Territory fell into chaos, and the real pot-carrying person hung his seal and left without a trace.

However, just seven days later, his name appeared on the "Zhuxian List" standing all over the fairyland, and he became a prisoner that the heavenly court focused on arresting. The reward was very generous and his position was very high.

Afterwards, there were some secret rumors circulating in the Immortal Realm, saying that the Immortal Tihu did not suddenly go crazy, but that he was originally a spy lurking in the Zhou Yuan Immortal Palace, and his real identity was a deputy of the Palace of Reincarnation. Palace Lord.

After completing his mission, he fled back to the Hall of Reincarnation, so the Heavenly Court sent several monitoring envoys to arrest him, but it was still hard to find him.

...

Jinnan Xianyu.

A long-covered fairy secret realm suddenly reappeared without warning, attracting the four major sects and fairy palaces in the fairyland to scramble for it.

Originally under the auspices of the Immortal Palace, the four major sects had already agreed on the distribution of secret realm resources. As a result, after all forces entered the secret realm, the leading elders and core disciples of the two major sects were killed one after another. The clues to the murderer pointed to The other two sects.

As a result, a conflict and vendetta broke out between the four major sects, and each of them was seriously injured.

Just when Immortal Palace felt that the Quartet's vendetta had seriously affected the stability of Immortal Territory and wanted to intervene, for some reason, the four major sects turned their spears at the same time and pointed their sword at Jinnan Immortal Palace.

It turned out that their four major sects were fighting each other, and gradually discovered some hidden traces, only to realize that the original trip to the secret realm was the fairy palace's instigation, deliberately leading them to fight among themselves.

So the four major sects joined forces and directly overthrew the Jinnan Immortal Palace, forcing the owner of the Immortal Palace to flee.