Chapter 157 Black Bull's Sneak Attack: Invite the Immortal Into the Coffin

Half a year later, Anyun Country.

This country is quite powerful, with an area of ​​about the size of a state in Qian Country, but slightly smaller. Anyun Country is divided into seven prefectures.

It is a giant among the surrounding countries, because there are three major sects that rule this country, and they all have Jindan masters in charge, and the emperor of the mortal world is like a puppet.

And Zeping Prefecture is a prefecture close to the borders of various countries, and it is also the largest prefecture.

Prefecture City, Yinyu City.

In a very dark corner, a man with a black head cloth and a black face scarf is laughing.

There is also a big black cow squatting next to him, also grinning.

This man and cow are full of frost, and their expressions are quite terrifying. At first glance, they are definitely not good people.

Most of the people outside the corner are wrapped in head cloths. The wind and sand here are too strong, and they often ravage the city. Only immortals can resist.

However, there is fear in their eyes. Every city lord in the country is an immortal cultivator. If they collide with them, they will be disabled at the least and die at the worst.

"Old Cow, now that I'm out here, I know how chaotic it is outside!"

Chen Xun pulled down the half-covered scarf and spat, "If these immortal cultivators were in Gan Country, they would all be treated as evil cultivators."

"Moo~~" Big Black Bull also spat. Along the way, there were either wars on the border or civilians were dead in the wilderness.

The immortal cultivators in these countries don't give mortals any reason at all. If they bump into someone, they will die. It can be said to be indiscriminate killing.

They have been in Gan Country for so long, and there are ten immortal gates managing and coordinating above, but they have never seen such arrogance.

"Damn it, I finally know why the ten immortal gates don't expand here."

Chen Xun snorted coldly, "It will be a mess if we take over. All the countries have feuds and it's very chaotic."

"Moo~" Big Black Bull nodded as if he understood, anyway, what the eldest brother said was right.

"Start with this Diaomao Sect, Qingchi Sect."

Chen Xun slowly pulled out a mountain-splitting axe, with a cold light in his eyes, "Old Bull, go and stay there and show them what professionalism is."

"Moo~" Big Black Bull's eyes flashed with anger, and he snorted.

The two figures disappeared instantly, and a trace of anger was still lingering there for a long time.

When they came to Anyun Country, they followed five foundation-building cultivators. They were escorting dozens of crying women on the road, all of whom were people with spiritual roots.

In the end, it was discovered that they were human traffickers, or used as furnace tripods. Chen Xun and Big Black Bull didn't say a word, and directly "helped the weak and eliminated the strong". This is an evil cultivator!

The merit book was slashed by Big Black Bull, and he took down the storage bag. He left without leaving any trace.

The women knelt down and thanked all parties in tears. Being used as a furnace tripod was an unbearable torture, more painful than death.

Because of the chaos in various countries, they actually live a little more clearly than the people of Gan Country.

The furnace and cauldron are not comparable to maids. Any normal woman would not do this.

Then they fled in all directions, not knowing who rescued them. In the chaotic world, they just wanted to survive.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu were quite satisfied with the result of helping the weak. They got a lot of maps and information, and 20,000 low-grade spirit stones.

All other useless things were destroyed, and they also knew that they were disciples of the sect, that is, Qingchi Sect.

Qingchi Sect is one of the three major sects in Anyun Country. It is said that there is the shadow of Mo Yuxuan behind them.

These three major sects are also not involved in human affairs. As cultivators, many disciples actually specialize in some shameful activities.

For example, selling people with spiritual roots to some families, selling women with spiritual roots as furnaces for some cultivators, and earning quite a lot of spirit stones.

And such a world of cultivation completely subverted the imagination of Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu, as if it was not the same world as Gan Country.

It is a completely barbaric place without rules, without jurisdiction, and where the strong prey on the weak. It can no longer be called a world of immortal cultivation.

However, where there is darkness, there is naturally light. Xianyue Tower specifically fights back against this matter, and the Four Symbols Alliance sometimes issues a reward. The more you cultivate, the more you go back? !

Mo Yuxuan also spoke positively and would never condone this matter, but he didn't know about it secretly.

These three major forces are also playing games in various countries. The chaos of many small countries is also inseparable from their shadows. They are not as stable and united as the ten major immortal gates.

But the most miserable are still the lower-class people. After more than 20 years, they may have to change their clothes and a new dynasty will come.

After May.

The westernmost part of Zeping Prefecture, the terrain here is quite complex, with countless hills and dense forests, and swamp miasma often appears.

Further away is a large area of ​​high mountains and steep mountains, with vast mists. No mortal who entered could come out. It is said that all died in it.

The spiritual energy here is quite concentrated, and there are many rare spiritual herbs and spiritual beasts growing in it.

But how could such a precious land be allowed to be touched by others? Qingchi Sect directly occupied it and destroyed several small sects. No cultivator dared to come here at will.

Now most of the great cultivators from various countries have gone to the northern part of Wu State, and Qingchi Sect has also become much more depressed and no longer as lively as before.

Only the sect master and two mid-stage Jindan cultivators who are about to pass away are in charge.

Today, in Qingchi Sect, the sect master Qin Xianqin is walking in the air. His face is pale, with a hint of green. His expressionless face is indifferent.

Qin Xianqin has just returned from the gathering place of the sect masters of the three major sects. They have gathered once a month since the exploration began to discuss the current situation in the northern part of Wu State.

But they are all quite uncertain, and the news is also quite slow to come back.

"Alas, if the strength is greatly damaged, the countries will be in turmoil."

Qin Xianqin's eyebrows were stained with a trace of sorrow, "My Qingchi Sect's position may be in danger."

Unconsciously, he stepped into a layer of fog and didn't notice anything wrong around him.

"Who?!"

Qin Xianqin was shocked. It took him a long time to react. Why was the scene around him not familiar to him? "Which Taoist is playing tricks here?!"

In an instant.

Two powerful pressures descended, and the surrounding spiritual energy collapsed. The mana in Qin Xianqin's body suddenly stagnated. His face turned liver-colored, and his eyes were full of horror.

This is definitely the suppression of the mana in the body due to the gap in realms. Some are strong and some are weak. He has seen the Yuanying ancestor take action, and it feels like this kind of suppression!

The two bandits stood in the fog array, their eyes were cold. They had been scouting here for several months and had already set up the array. They also prepared a cave underground. It is a treasure land for the strong.

Black Bull sneak attack!

Without saying anything, the big black bull dropped a big black coffin from the sky, asking the immortal to enter the coffin, which would be easier to reason with.

Boom...

Qin Xianqin's eyes flashed with confusion, and a black object suddenly covered his body, not giving him time to react.

"Daoyou, I am the leader of Qingchi Sect. If I have offended you, please forgive me!"

Qin Xianqin's eyes widened, and the surroundings were endlessly dark. He couldn't even detect his spiritual consciousness, and he was actually wrapped in death!

A sense of despair and suffocation continued to erode his heart. In this short period of time, he thought about all the enemies of his ancestors.

In an instant, he felt that he was sinking, his mana was completely suppressed, his golden elixir was dim, and he couldn't even sacrifice his life magic weapon.

Boom...

Under the ground.

The two black shadows grinned. After squatting for three months, they had already figured out the travel patterns of this person and the surrounding formations.