Chapter 152 Jedi and Cave

When the dawn broke and a trace of fish belly cut through the depressing night, when the morning sun rose and a bright light reflected the sky, the infinite mountains were surrounded by thick blood. Between heaven and earth, there were bright red seasons, and a strong smell of blood permeated around.

It seems that the stagnant air is brewing a quiet atmosphere. At this moment, it seems that time has stopped. There is silence between heaven and earth, and there seems to be a heavy gasp echoing in it. At this time, it seems that there is a confrontation between the two armies. In the tense atmosphere, it is the blood-stained battlefield of the golden iron horse that is about to unfold.

The throat of the eight main peaks of the Wujizong went straight to the cloud peak. At this moment, on the cloud peak, there was a sea of people and neat formation. There were constantly eight peak disciples crossing the sky and fell on the cloud peaks one by one. Thousands of disciples, one by one, their faces were solemn, nervous, and their red and angry eyes stared at the peak of the cloud. At the foot of the mountain, waiting for the outbreak of that moment.

I don't know when, a layer of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky opposite the peak of the cloud. The black clouds were silent, like a magic palm covering the sky, but they covered half of the sky in an instant, and could not even see the slightest light.

The extremely depressing atmosphere made people dare not even breathe loudly. Some disciples held the palms of the magic weapon tightly and oozed fine sweat beads, and the blue veins in their temples jumped slightly, telling the tension and excitement at this moment.

Standing in front of the disciples, they are not the eight real people. At this moment, the eight real people are missing, and even Ouyang Tuo is not in the crowd. At this moment, he led the disciples to guard them, but the disciples who went out to the seven main peaks outside Ouyang Tuo. At this moment, Shaohao of Yundingfeng stood in front of everyone, dressed in white, floating, like profit. The sword-like eyes went straight down the mountain.

"Here it comes." Suddenly, I don't know who broke the silence. Under the black sky, several black spots gradually appeared. The black spots were more and more like ants. In the end, they were all over the mountains, full of dense black spots, attacking the peak of the clouds.

The black spot was none other than a Taoist disciple who was wrapped in black robes. With the appearance of the disciples of Taoist sect, the temperature between the earth seemed to have dropped a lot that day. The cold momentum suddenly came to the peak of the clouds. For a moment, the wind rose everywhere, and the black clouds were strong. Make it!

"It's coming!" The disciples of the seven main peaks stared at the black spots one by one, and the Taoism glowed, "I swear to defend the infinite sect to the death!" With Shaohao's sudden shocking shouting, the tens of thousands of disciples gathered at the top of the cloud suddenly shouted in unison.

"Vow to defend the infinite sect!" The sound is so loud that there seem to be tens of millions of drums beating together. With the sudden outbreak of spiritual power of the seven internal disciples, the drumming spiritual power makes the robe hunting ring, and the disciples standing behind the disciples of the seven internal disciples no longer suppress their own momentum. Suddenly, tens of thousands of people's spiritual power broke out at the same time, and in an instant, the mountains shook, and the world turned pale. Thousands of bright lights gathered together, and thousands of light shone on the earth. At this moment, half of the sky at the peak of the cloud was reflected through the transparent body, and the half of the dark sky was formed a confrontation.

The battle finally broke out. As Shaohao and others swooped down, suddenly flashed through the air. The disciples of Wuji Sect rushed to the shadows at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the shocking shouts, the sound of fighting, and the collision were mixed. The collision of spiritual power and spiritual power stirred bursts of sparks, and the bright light lit up again and again. In the sky, the sky is full of flying swords, and the sound of breaking through the sky is like ten thousand arrows, and dense attacks cover the sky.

Except for the sound of shocking fighting and collision, there is no other sound in the ears. The eardrum that vibrates again and again with the outbreak of spiritual power seems to be about to collapse. Looking at the dialect, the eyes are full of flying sand and stones, the spiritual power exploded, and tens of thousands of people vent crazily. The spiritual power shocked the world, and the mountains and rivers shook it.

The fierce battle is always tragic. In that bright light, dazzling blood flowers bloom, and blood splashes from time to time, spewing in the air, and then splashing. After a long time, the red of blood has also become one of the main tones of the battlefield. It seems that there is a smell of blood drilled into the nostrils, but it madly stimulates people. The out-of-control nerve.

It can be seen that the strength level of this group of disciples from the Taoist sect is not high, but only some martyrs and martyrs, including martyrs, but not many. The seven internal disciples led by Shaohao are now like tigers into the sheep, killing all directions, majestic, and Shaohao's snow-white robe has been blooded at this moment. Dyed, a flying sword flew around. Every time it shot, there was always a blood flower blooming. The blood-saturated flying sword emitted a faint light, and the sharp blade dripped big drops of blood.

As Shaohao and others became more and more brave, the rest of the disciples were also greatly encouraged. Invisibly, the sound of fighting seemed to become more shocking. Some disciples who were a little nervous and timid at the beginning completely let go of themselves at this moment. As more and more blood splashed on their faces, clothes, and even In the end, the bloody smell of blood madly stimulated their nerves, and everyone's bloodthirsty side appeared. At this moment, their faces were endlessly ferocious.

The battle between the eight main peaks and the sacrificial sect is in full swing. However, Jiachen, who was imprisoned in the inner door dungeon of the Wujizong, knew nothing about everything. At this moment, Jiachen just woke up from his sleep and opened his sleepy eyes, still surrounded by darkness and darkness. He couldn't even see his five fingers, and the sound of ticking water came to Jia Chen's ears, "Oh..." Jia Chen sighed helplessly.

"Wake up?" Xi'er asked softly.

"Hmm." Jia Chen's voice seemed a little listless. Such a cowardly thing as taking the blame happened to Jia Chen, and he was so humiliated. How could Jia Chen cheer up?

"I'm thinking about who is going to frame me and why." After meditating for a moment, Jia Chen's distressed voice said to Xi'er, and the familiar figures who had a grudge against Jia Chen kept flashing in Jia Chen's mind.

"Don't think about this. Now is not the time to think about these things. The truth will always come out. Jia Chen, what you need to do now is to cheer up, cheer up and escape from this damn place as soon as possible." Xi'er said.

"Escape from this damn place?" Jia Chen could only shake his head with a wry smile, "This is an infinite heavy place. Escape. How can I escape to save me like this?" With that, Jia Chen moved his feet and hands to indicate that he was still tied up.

"Jachen, since I entered here, I have a faint sense of familiarity. That feeling is looming and very weak. I think it is not far from the place where the infinite sect stores the spirit of the moon." After pondering for a moment, Xi'er said slowly while thinking, as if she was sensing that feeling.

"The Spirit of the Moon? Do you mean that you can feel the existence of the other half of the moon? Jia Chen suddenly became extremely excited, and his voice immediately raised a few decibels.

"Well, after all, the spirit of the moon is a whole with me. Within a certain distance, we can feel both sides of each other, and even attract each other without separation. Jia Chen, as long as you find a way to bring me closer to the spirit of the moon, I think we can get the other half of the spirit of the moon. Heart." Xi'er's tone was also mixed with a little excitement.

"If you can get the other half of the moon, it is not a problem to escape from here." Xi'er continued.

For a moment, Jiachen fell into meditation, and Xi'er's words undoubtedly gave Jiachen great hope. The other half of the soul of the moon was nearby. Seeing that it was something at hand, Jia Chen, who was tied here, could only worry, "How can I get close to the half of the soul of the moon?" Jia Chen and Xi'er fell into silence at the same time.

In the Wuji Sect, the huge basin is surrounded by rolling peaks. At a glance, the peaks tower into the clouds and can't see the bottom. In the middle of the continuous peaks, there is a main peak. The main peak is towering and tall, standing here like a chass. I don't know how long the peak has existed. There is a layer of rock above the mountain wall. Layers do not want to squeeze and stack up. Unlike other peaks, there is a lush area above other peaks, but this peak is bare, except for a huge and steep rock.

In the middle of the peak is a huge depression that seems to have been artificially opened up. The depression is inlaid with a golden charm. The four big characters on the charm illuminate the sky and the world. The bright golden light is immortal. The four big characters indicate the current location of Jiachen - suppress the Jedi!

Looking along the mountain to the center of the basin, in contrast, it is the same golden pagoda towering into the clouds. The pagoda stands through the sky, and I don't know how many floors there are. The octagonal pagoda is exquisite but tall, and the majestic and solemn breath emanates from the pagoda. Under the background of the faint light, the pagoda is good It seems to have the atmosphere of the fairyland, and I can't help but want to bow down and worship.

This is the treasure of the famous town school of Wujizong, the ancient sacred artifact octagonal exquisite tower! Outsiders don't know why this octagonal Linglong Tower is located here and what is suppressed, but everyone knows that it is absolutely of special significance for this Octagonal Linglong Tower to be located here.

At this moment, under the octagonal tower, deep underground.

In a spacious cave, the lights are brilliant. The light source in the cave is not vulgar objects such as torches, but night pearls that are as bright as the size of a human brain. The bright light shines the cave like day, and on the flat mountain walls around it are full of mottled traces. At first glance, the messy traces seem to be irregular, but if you look carefully, you will faintly find that there seems to be an infinite road hidden in it, which is dazzling.

In the middle of the huge cave, there is a round stone altar with a diameter of five meters and three meters high. However, the whole black altar emits light. Above the altar, there is a flat and smooth plane like a mirror. Above that plane, a miniature crescent is still. Floating on the altar, the crescent moon is only the size of a fist, showing a perfect arc in the shape of a crescent moon, and the faint bright moonlight is hazy, putting a layer of mysterious gauze for this new moon.

But this miniature crescent moon is very strange. The side of the crescent moon is smooth glazed, and the bulge in the middle is higher than the two sides. It looks like the ordinary moon, but when the crescent moon slowly turns over, the other side of the crescent moon is extremely flat, which looks like a handle. The sharp axe split straight from the back of the crescent.

At this moment, surrounded by the huge altar, there were six old men with white beards, closing their eyes, and the wrinkles on their faces covered one layer by layer. The six old men were wearing the same white fairy robes. I don't know how old man has lived. They saw the long snow-white eyebrows hanging down to their shoulders, and the majestic breath came from the old man. The body emanated and overflowed with the cave. The six old men sitting in the air seemed to be motionless, as if there were ten thousand years of vicissitudes. Suddenly, one of the old men opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes like eagles of the vicissitudes shined directly on the new moon on the altar.