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Chapter 385 Bo Yun is treacherous and plotting against each other!

early morning.

Secret realm.

The light shines in front of the gate that has been covered with dust for many years.

More than a dozen practitioners of the Demon Slaying Alliance each guarded their positions. After more than two days, they set up an extremely mysterious formation.

Wei Zhong, the great master of the former Holy Academy, personally checked the number of changes in the formation. After confirming that there was no problem, he took out the flags of the two control arrays, threw one of them to Du Qing, and said with a solemn look: "This is against Yin Yang."

The formation was created by Mr. Jiu from the back mountain of the Holy Academy. Once it is implemented, it cannot stop. When it comes to a critical moment, we must work together and not hesitate."

Du Qing secretly glanced at the flag in his hand, and after not finding any abnormality, he smiled and said, "Brother Wei, don't worry, we must do our best, but after opening the sealed door, I must give priority to choosing a treasure from it.



"good."

Wei Zhong agreed to be readily and urged him. The formation flag in his hand shone brightly, as bright as the rising sun.

Du Qing immediately stood in the reserved position and activated the array flag.

The two flags representing yin and yang turned into mysterious runes, and the entire array appeared in the mountains like a dome arch.

The other twelve practitioners of the Demon Slaying Alliance also sat cross-legged on the formation base, constantly injecting their own spiritual power, the formation became more and more dazzling, and the two auras of Yin and Yang intersected, turning into a sharp sword, constantly heading towards that.

A sealed door slashed.

I don't know how many years have passed since the dusty gate. The runes engraved on the door are already outdated. However, the power of the runes has not diminished, and they also emit yin and yang auras, resisting the power of everyone.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zhong frowned.

With a lift of your hand, inject more spiritual power to activate the formation.

Among these people, his cultivation is the most profound, and he has reached the middle stage of the eighth realm of the Yuanying realm, as if he can reach the late stage at any time. Therefore, he used the formation to control the Yuanyang energy, and Du Qing and other seven realm practitioners to control the Yin.

The power of the body is maintained by the formation and consumes a few points faster than before.

But the door was bright and motionless.

The group controlled the formation, but they were not too anxious at first. They thought to open the door, which was an endless secret, and everyone had plans and greed.

But as time goes by.

The afternoon sun has become hot.

Du Qing's forehead was covered with sweat, and he frowned and said, "Brother Wei, how long does it take to control the formation?"

"Unknown." Wei Zhong's eyes showed a hint of irritability, "This door seems to have been specially reinforced and sealed."

"Um?"

When Du Qing heard this, a strange look appeared on his face.

"What do you mean is that this secret treasure may have been robbed?"

"It shouldn't."

Wei Zhong's eyes were deep.

Du Qing was even more suspicious.

"Obviously, then there is still this possibility? Brother Wei, are you hiding something from us?"

Wei Zhong sat cross-legged in the middle of the formation's eyes, holding the flag in both hands, and slowly said: "Not not, I just suddenly thought of something about the sword-carrying man."

"Sword-carrying man?"

Du Qing's pupils shrank.

"Qinjiu?"

Wei Zhong nodded.

"It is said that the swords of sword-carrying people in all dynasties were found by themselves, and the famous swords in the sixteen states of Xiaoxuan Realm, once the sword master dies and does not pass on the inheritance, they will return to the sword tomb. So, is there a possibility that

, The sword man with the sword is obtained from this sword tomb. If so, maybe the sword man with the sword man has a way to enter here."

Du Qingning looked at the three sword mountains on the gate and said in surprise: "Young Master, haven't you been here before?"

Wei Zhong was silent, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he secretly activated the spiritual power of the formation and accelerated it a little more.

Now, the seventh level practitioners of the Demon Slaying Alliance began to emit white energy from the Heavenly Spirit Gauge, and it was obvious that the spiritual power was consumed very much.

Du Qing felt the spiritual power in his body flowing rapidly and was a little panicked.

"Brother Wei, why is this formation... consumed so quickly?"

Wei Zhong made a gesture to guide the formation and said solemnly: "We must open the sealed door as soon as possible. If the time is delayed for too long, I am afraid that others will come... Moreover, the practitioners of the demon clan may also..."

Wei Zhong hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly the sky darkened, and a huge monster bird roared in the air.

Swish swish swish swish!

Nearly thirty demon cultivators all came down.

These demon cultivators all have strong auras and are approaching the eighth realm infinitely. Not only that, there are two demon cultivators with extremely strong auras on the back of the monster. The cultivation of these two demons has reached the eighth realm.

The demon body is like a black eagle, and the black demon wind is circling. The black and white seals on the demon face intersect, like totem pattern seals.

The aura of these two demons is not inferior to Wei Zhong.

But for some reason, they were not appointed as demon emperor by the Demon Saint, and they were also the body of a great demon.

"Tsk tsk, it's worthy of being a human race. What we secretly planned is still more powerful than our demon cultivators."

"It's you!"

Wei Zhong raised his head, glanced at the two demons, and his expression changed slightly.

"Oh? Yuezhen, it seems that someone knows us." said the Eight-level monster who was as tall as a black eagle.

"Youying, see clearly that this person was once the Grand Tutor of the Holy Academy and was a difficult guy."

Du Qing heard the conversation between the two demons and looked at Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong said, "They are the descendants of Youquan and Yueyao's two demon saints. Thirty years ago, the time Zhongzhou was invaded, I had seen them."

"What!?"

Du Qing showed fear when he heard this. During the invasion of the demon clan thirty years ago, countless students of the Holy Academy were killed and injured. Later, he relied on the help of 30,000 demon-slaying monks in the Xuanlong Dynasty to survive the dangerous moment, which also led to the recent

Over the past twenty years, the Xuanlong Dynasty has launched wars in the name of the Holy Academy and quickly became a super empire.

"Oh, I'm a person who has been in the Holy Academy. I have a good memory, but unfortunately, you are not the great teacher of the Holy Academy now." Youying hugged her arms with her hands, and her eyes showed sarcasm, "Wei Zhong, I heard that Tianniu is a big man.

After listening to your suggestion, the guy invaded Zhongzhou from an abandoned teleportation array and finally died in Zhongzhou. Since you are willing to cooperate with our demon clan, can we also talk about the current affairs? Of course, you can refuse,

However, my subordinates haven't eaten for several days..."

Wei Zhong's expression changed, and he secretly measured the strength of both sides and said nothing.

At this time, another demon cultivator Yuezhen on the back of the monster said meaningfully: "Fellow Daoist Wei, I know your thoughts. Six years ago, the letter you wrote to the ancestor is still there, and I just happened to read it.

, The secret treasure at the moment is our help, and it is easy to open it. However, is it a bit difficult to distinguish between so many people? If there are fewer people..."

The words of the demon cultivator Yuezhen contained great information. Du Qing, who was holding the flag, hopped his eyes. He subconsciously looked at Wei Zhong and suddenly thought of something.

"Brother Wei, is it that Qingpingzhou..."

Before Du Qing could speak halfway, he understood something. His figure flashed and he was about to throw away the formation flag and stop maintaining the formation.

However, the array flag in his hand seemed to stick to the palm of his palm and did not fall down.

A strange suction surged from the array flag, and in several breaths, Du Qing and other practitioners of the Demon-Slaying Alliance had absorbed most of the spiritual power.

"not good!"
Chapter completed!
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