Chapter 696 There Is No One Else in the World Who Can Ascend to Immortality!

"How is that girl Lan Mu?" Seeing Zhang Ziling coming to her side again, Izanami got up and asked.

"Although I'm still a little depressed, I've come out fortunately." Zhang Ziling smiled and said easily.

"So, now..." Izanami glanced at Hu Qian, who was lying next to her, and then asked Zhang Ziling, "Qionghua faction?"

"Just now I have asked the strong people in Shushan who are trapped in Qionghua. They said that in the Qionghua faction, all the Qionghua monks have disappeared, and they don't know where they went." Zhang Ziling seemed to know what Izanami wanted. What are you asking, just reply.

"Then do you now know where the Qionghua monks went?" Izanami raised her eyebrows. Since all the Qionghua monks have left the Qionghua faction, where else can they go?

"It's very simple..." Zhang Ziling smiled, "Among the five immortal gates, only Tianyong Kunlun's disciples are still in Shushan."

"What do you mean... Qionghua went to Penglai?" After Zhang Ziling said this, Izanami followed his words and asked.

"Well." A cold light flashed in Zhang Ziling's eyes, "They have to go here."

"It took so much energy to set up this game, Qionghua must be plotting something..." Zhang Ziling's tone became cold, "I don't care what they want to do, as long as they get on my head...I'm ready to pay. A thousand times the price."

Seeing the strong murderous aura in Zhang Ziling's eyes, Izanami pursed her lips and smiled, got up and stretched out, showing off her alluring figure.

"Forget it, Ben Gong will accompany you to see what this Qionghua is doing."

"Take Hu Qian," Zhang Ziling turned and left, "By the way, help this girl to avenge her revenge."

Two rays of light rushed out of Shushan and flew towards the east.

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In ancient times, there were clouds, and there was a fairy mountain in the Bohai Sea, called Penglai. The colors on it were all white, the gold and silver were palace towers, and the trees of Zhuxuan were all overgrown. The First Emperor searched for immortal medicine but could not find it, and Emperor Wu of Han tried to search for immortals but failed to return.

There is a pavilion in Penglai, called Penglai Pavilion. In the past, there were eight immortals who crossed the sea. There are ancient people moored in the Bohai Sea, encountering heavy fog and encountering Penglai. The ancients landed on the island and were inherited by the Eight Immortals. They climbed to the realm of good fortune in three days and founded Penglai.

It has been inherited for thousands of years. It is one of the five immortal sects. There are countless monks under the sect.

"Father, everything is ready." Murong Chen came to Penglai Pavilion and said respectfully to Murong Ying who was looking at Penglai Wonderland.

"Yeah." Murong Ying looked at the busy monks below and nodded lightly, "Take the Heavenly Ghost Pearl to the altar and sacrifice the Penglai disciples."

"Yes, father." Murong Chen bowed slightly, as if offering sacrifices to cultivator Penglai would have no effect on him at all.

They have been planning for this day for many years. Penglai Island has been extremely weak in recent years. Qionghua faction has secretly controlled it. The Penglai hermits were almost killed and injured, and the remaining monks had no way to resist the powerful Penglai.

After all their disciples came to Penglai, almost in an instant, the Penglai cultivators... no matter the old, the young, the women and the children, were all captured.

In front of Penglai Pavilion, there is an altar made of sterling silver. It is located on the top of the mountain, and you can overlook the East China Sea from above.

Many Qionghua cultivators were busy, and one Penglai cultivator after another was pushed to the altar by Qionghua cultivators and beheaded mercilessly.

Blood sacrifice!

If Zhang Ziling was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that what the Qionghua faction did was blood sacrifice, and the entire Penglai Island disciples were used to perform the blood sacrifice.

An existence that can enjoy blood sacrifices must be at the top of the world once it is born.

Zhang Ziling has also seen many blood sacrifices on Earth, whether it is the master of medicine, the ancestor of the Qi family, the dragon and jade demon, the master of the Taoxing Palace... all of them have used blood sacrifices.

However, compared to the Qionghua faction's use of the entire Penglai Island blood sacrifice, the previous scale was still too small.

You must know that the blood energy of a cultivator is probably comparable to the blood energy of thousands or even tens of thousands of adult men, and the cultivators on Penglai Island...there are thousands of people!

This is simply unimaginable, what the Qionghua faction wants to use this blood sacrifice to summon.

In the Penglai Pavilion, Murong Chen had already left, and Murong Ying indifferently watched the Penglai monks being pushed into the altar one after another, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"This is what the world owes us to Qionghua... You didn't help us back then, but now we just come back and get it," Murong Ying watched as Qionghua's disciple took a baby from a mother, and then threw the baby away Entering the altar, he closed his eyes slightly, "Don't blame us... This world can't last long. Someone has to do these things."

"If you had helped us Qionghua back then, if everyone had been united...it wouldn't be like this now." Murong Ying's eyes gradually became firm, and she jumped out of the Penglai Pavilion.

"Disciple Qionghua, listen!" Murong Ying's voice spread throughout Penglai Island, and all the Qionghua cultivators stopped what they were doing and looked up at Murong Ying who was standing in the air.

Their Qionghua Sect Leader is the most powerful person in the world!

"Thousands of years ago, our master Qionghua, the world's peerless arrogant Xuanxiao, had the best strength in the world. We could have gone as an immortal, but we thought of the common people in the world and didn't want to become an immortal to fight for the world!"

"Two thousand years ago, a great sage abandoned his immortal position and led Huaguo Mountain to fight against the sky. The world did not stand up. The great sage was finally defeated and was sealed in Wuzhi Mountain. Five hundred years later, he was summoned by heaven and fell to the Buddha. There is no more in the world. Hero, the source of spirituality is still held by Heavenly Court."

"Thousands of years ago, Master Xuanxiao also abandoned his immortal position and was willing to become a demon. He led Qionghua to fight against the sky, but the world did not stand up. The master was finally defeated, and he and his ancestors were sealed in the East China Sea, and the sun has not yet seen!"

"Now, the spiritual power of the mortal world has been exhausted, and it is no longer possible for the world to ascend to the immortals, and finally return to the mortal world!"

"We Qionghua monks fight for the world, but the world is blinded, and we still worship immortals. We are willing to fall and be eaten by the gods in the sky."

Murong Ying's voice was loud and solemn, ringing in the ears of every Qionghua cultivator, countless Qionghua cultivators clenched their fists, and hatred flashed in their eyes.

It is an indisputable fact that the aura of the earth is thin and almost disappeared.

Heavenly Court controls the spiritual source and closes the Heaven and Earth Avenue. This is the truth from ancient times to the present!

"Now, at all costs, I am willing to break the seal of the East China Sea, call my master back to his place, lead Qionghua to fight in the sky again, and let the dead and souls disappear. There is no regret!"

"I have no regrets if I die!" All Qionghua's disciples were boiling with enthusiasm, and their voices were soaring!

Standing in the void, Murong Ying took a deep breath while looking at the prepared altar and the ghost bead suspended in the sky.

The flying sword slowly condensed in Murong Ying's hands, and it flickered with shocking brilliance.

Murong Ying raised his sword and shouted loudly, "Rise up, blood sacrifice, break the seal!"

boom!

The blood in the sky burst out in the disappearance of the monks in Penglai!

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