In order to lay out the plan, Wuming took action with three holy-level weapons and two holy-level elixirs. They were so powerful that all the cultivators present were shocked.

At the same time, it was also because of his generosity that the monks who originally wanted to use random things to fool things were embarrassed to do so again.

"Everyone, please stop being idle. If you give up, you will gain something. Don't you want to go to other areas to hunt for treasures?" Huang Ziming shouted loudly.

Immediately, with a pained expression, he took out the treasures he had prepared, two spiritual-level weapons and three millennium-old elixirs. It was considered a massive hemorrhage.

Under his call, all the cultivators present donated their bags, and soon, a large number of elixirs and soldiers appeared in the palace, all piled up into a mountain, more than ten meters high, which looked very amazing.

"Not bad, it finally looks like something." Looking at the piled up mountains of soldiers and elixirs, Wuming and others were all very satisfied.

Afterwards, everyone filed out, evacuated the palace, and began preparations outside the palace.

Because they were the first to come here, Wuming, Jifeng and Gufeng had the most say. Under the command of the three of them, nearly a thousand monks present took action in batches. In the end, three people were deployed outside the palace.

One hundred and sixty major formations.

Looking at the looming golden palace that was shrouded by the formation, Wuming and the others left the place after most of them left their mark on the scene.

In the end, there were only a hundred people left in the Bird's Nest, all of them were beings with the most advanced cultivation. The purpose was to create a feeling for people in other areas that they wanted to break the formation and seize the treasure.

illusion.

As for the other 900 people, they were scattered like stars in the sky and scattered to other places in the large area where they were located. They all approached the Wutong tree with purpose, as if they had just received the news.

In addition, there are also people pretending to climb on the sycamore tree, which is filled with the laws of space and time. These people's cultivation is the second batch of monks with strong cultivation among Wuming's nearly a thousand people.

After most of a day, when everything was ready, Wuming, who was in the bird's nest, was like a general giving orders. Following his orders, nearly a thousand people in the area all carried out the tasks in accordance with the order discussed in advance.

The 'invite you into the urn' plan has started!

For a time, in the secret realm of the Nine Realms, the light of the transmission talisman kept lighting up, and the news about the unparalleled inheritance in this area soon spread.

At first, people did not believe it, but as people from the Dao Academy, Buddhism, Bingyun Sect, and the Immortal Witch Sect began to take action, people who were still skeptical at first became convinced.

"I hope you won't blame me when you know the truth in the future!" Wuming stroked the transmission talisman in his hand, but his heart was filled with guilt.

Because the people from the Dao Academy, Buddhism, Bingyun Sect, and the Immortal Witch Sect made such a grand gesture, it was all because of the news he had delivered to Xing Yue, Hui Neng, Ran Zhu, and Jiu Que.

"Bang!"

In the sixth area, a low hill exploded, rocks and clouds exploded, and the violent energy caused all the creatures within dozens of miles to bow down.

The next moment, the smoke and dust cleared, and a slender figure appeared silently in the sky like a ghost. It was none other than the Holy Son of the most beautiful building. "When the treasure is born, how can it be without me, Nangong Zhehua!"

" Shaking the folding flower fan gently in his hand, the Holy Son of Zuihuanlou chuckled, with an evil look on his face.

It was as if the treasure in the ninth area was born, and a peerless beauty was born, which made his blood boil and his heart surge!

The Nine Worlds Secret Realm is a secret realm created by the fusion of nine small worlds. It covers an area of ​​nine million square kilometers, which can be said to be very vast.

However, for this exchange event, Taoism divided the nine million square kilometers into thirty-six regions, and each region has a saint-son-level figure.

As for the rest of the monks, they are all the same, there is no big difference, just like the stars in the night sky that set off the bright moon.

"Hurry to the 36th area immediately. We must not let that little bitch Ran Zhu get the first step!" In the 13th area, the saint of the Bingyun Sect is gathering her men, planning to kill Wuming's 36th area.

Within the thirty-sixth area.

At this time, her eyes were ruthless and her face was filled with frost, because just now, she got the news that Ran Zhu had already beaten her to the 36th area where Wuming was, which made her feel an unspeakable feeling.

Feeling depressed and unhappy.

In the past, even if there was competition between her and Ran Zhu, it was a secret struggle. However, after the incident at Wangxian Mountain, they had already become incompatible with each other, reaching the point where they were irreconcilable.

In this regard, the senior officials of the Bingyun Sect were helpless and had come forward to mediate. However, due to the competition among their disciples and elders were not allowed to participate, they could not say much.

Furthermore, the status of the saints is already equal to that of the elders, so they cannot participate too much. I just hope that they will not be ambushed by the saint son of Zuihuanlou during the competition. Otherwise, the pair of Bingyun Sect's

In terms of reputation, it is definitely an unprecedented and heavy blow.

"Mu Bai, it's a good thing that you are in the 36th area. We must not miss this time. We must take this opportunity to kill him." The hoarse voice was shrouded in mist and had a bone-chilling quality.

murderous intent.

The breeze blows, the mist is turbulent, and the person who speaks is looming. He is a man in green clothes. His face is old-fashioned and extremely ordinary, but the green killing sword in his hand is as cold as ice, like a river of clear water.

, giving people endless chill.

In front of that man, stood six monks also wearing green clothes, four men and two women, with the same dull expressions and numb eyes, like executioners walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with an astonishing evil energy lingering around their bodies.

If anyone who knows Tsing Yi Tower at this time comes again, they will definitely find that the seven people in the fog are the gold medal killers of Tsing Yi Tower, and they are all terrifying existences who have never failed once.

Because the system of Tsing Yi Tower is strict, the color of the clothes is the division of killer levels in Tsing Yi Tower. From black clothes, white clothes, to Tsing Yi, they also represent the different levels of killers in Tsing Yi Tower. Tsing Yi is the most respected, white is in the middle, and black is in the middle.

Worst.

However, even the lowest-level black-clothed ones are extremely terrifying beings. Assassinating monks of the same level is simply a joke.

Wuming didn't know that he had been targeted by Qingyi Tower, but he knew that before he became a disciple of Taoism, or before he joined other forces, he would be assassinated.

Become a daily routine.

Because the identity he represents as Mu Bai is not only a powerful Holy Son, but also a Holy Son who is closely related to Taoism. Other forces are definitely not willing to see another powerful Holy Son from Taoism.

And in this way, assassinating him has become the common goal of all the major forces. Otherwise, if you let it go, you will simply make your own saint son and saint girl uncomfortable.

Therefore, as long as Wuming does not become a disciple of Taoism or join other forces, the assassination he faces will never end.

Furthermore, the conflict between him and the Zhenwu Sect would also prompt such a thing to happen. Otherwise, under the protection of the rules of holy war, the Zhenwu Sect would have no chance at all and would not be able to openly attack him.

Of course, if Zhenwu Sect does not pursue the matter, it can avoid this matter, but how is that possible?

Being slapped in the face by a junior one after another, not to mention the Zhenwu Sect whose background is equivalent to the immortal force, even if it were other small forces, they would not swallow their breath. This is a matter of face!

Under the control of Wuming and others, the Nine Realms Secret Realm was completely boiling. The monks traveling in various areas all received news of the emergence of powerful inheritance in the thirty-six areas.

For a time, the movements of the heroes in the Nine Realms Secret Area were like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, and they all rushed towards the thirty-sixth area.

"It's started, everyone, get ready!" After receiving the latest news from the front, Wuming hurriedly used another transmission talisman to pass the news on.

After getting the news from Wuming, Huang Ziming and others all became nervous. After all, what they did was so deceptive, it was simply a trap. If anyone knew about it, they would probably be angry to death.

of.

"Oh my god, it turns out to be the Phoenix Nest!" When they were still dozens of miles away from the sycamore tree, the people who had just arrived in the 36th area saw the huge sycamore tree towering between the sky and the earth.

At the same time, people also saw the huge bird's nest located on the top of the sycamore tree, and they all couldn't help but think of the word 'Phoenix', which was exactly the same as Wuming and others when they first saw it!

"Hurry up and speed up, otherwise, when the saints and saints from each area come, you won't be able to eat meat." Someone shouted, and then they used all their strength to run towards the sycamore tree, speeding up

As fast as lightning.

However, what these people don't know is that the really difficult moment has just arrived. When they discovered the restricted space and had to climb the sycamore tree, they discovered that 'inheritance' is not so good!

After climbing to a height of one hundred feet, people all felt the laws of space and time on the sycamore tree, which made them feel horrified and at the same time become more curious about the treasures in the bird's nest.

With such extraordinary and holy protection, the inheritance in the Bird's Nest is definitely an unimaginable inheritance, which also makes people can't help but believe that the inheritance in the Bird's Nest is the inheritance of the Phoenix.

It was when the first group of people who arrived started to climb the sycamore tree that the speculation about the inheritance being that of the Phoenix was also spread.

Seeing that things were going according to Wuming's idea, Huang Ziming and others, who had been worried, were completely relieved.
Chapter completed!