Cultivation of Immortality: Dual cultivation with the female sect master, and they fell in love over

The strong wind roared in my ears, the sky and the earth were pale, and there was no other sound except the sound of whimpering.

The strong wind blows on the body, causing pain like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, as if the body will fall apart at any time.

After activating the last few diamond talismans attached to his body, Su Ping opened his eyes. Except for the light of Wuchen's spiritual shield, the surroundings were dark.

He wanted to stabilize his body, but he couldn't make any movement. He sighed in his heart and could only let the strong wind blow him forward.

.....

Inside the mountain range, the Xuantian Sect, Tianyin Sect, Tianmo Sect, and Qingyun Sect who were fighting suddenly stopped.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and a strong wind blew up in an instant, causing everyone's robes to flutter and their long hair to fly.

"got windy!"

Shen Yue whispered, then seemed to think of something and said loudly, "I belong to the Xuantian Sect, follow me to collect Huanxing Sand."

After saying that, he continued to escape towards the center of the inner circle.

The disciples from other sects had similar reactions. They stopped fighting and at the same time fled towards the inner circle, intending to collect Huanxing Sand.

Lin Yin glanced into the distance. He didn't know how Senior Sister Miaoyin was doing now or what her situation was, but she couldn't care about that much now. It was more important to collect Huanxing Sand.

He immediately led the disciples of Tianyin Sect to follow Xuantian Sect and fled to the inner circle.

Yuncang Mountain

The expressions of the people who were sitting cross-legged and meditating guarding the entrance to the secret realm changed and they stood up.

The oval spiritual door with a faint blue light kept vibrating, and waves of wind and waves could be seen raging inside.

"The secret realm has changed? Why is it so much earlier this time? Do you fellow Taoists know why?" Nascent Soul of the Beast Control Sect looked at the shaking spiritual power gate with a serious face and asked everyone.

Zi Xuanzi's eyes were deep and he said nothing, as if he didn't hear anything.

"I think this is a good thing, so that each sect can collect more Huanxing Sand." Tianyin Sect Long Xian said.

"Zuo Mou also thinks so. The Huanxing Sand collected last time was very small. This time, each sect may be able to reserve more. After all, the opening time of the Golden Sand Secret Realm is irregular, and no one knows when it will be opened next."

Qingyun Sect Zuoqiu said while shaking his folding fan.

Demon Chief Wushan grinned, "Old ghost Zixuan, don't pretend to be serious. Maybe you should be grateful that Gangfeng saved you Xuantian Sect disciples."

Zi Xuanzi glared at Wushan, "Old ghost Wushan, I don't know who gave you the courage to make me angry again and again. It seems that we must do it first!"

.....

I don't know how much time passed, but at this time, the golden bell formed by the diamond talisman had long been shattered, and there were scars on the face that were blown apart by the strong wind.

With a "bang" sound, Su Ping felt his back hit something and stopped.

Regardless of the pain all over his body, he quickly got up. There was no strong wind here, the light was extremely dim, and then a black shadow stopped not far from him.

Looking closely, it was Wuchen. Wuchen quickly got up and held the spear in his hand tightly.

Su Ping patted his storage bag and planned to take out the ecstasy clock, but there was no response.

He was running his spiritual power with a puzzled face, and found that the spiritual power in his body seemed to have disappeared, and there was also no response.

Wu Chen on the opposite side also noticed this and looked at Su Ping warily.

There was no words between the two sides. Su Ping Hongye pulled out a sword flower and the two fought together.

Unable to use his spiritual power at this time, he relied solely on his physical body and martial arts moves to fight. Su Ping quickly gained the upper hand.

"thorn"

Hongye left a deep wound on Wuchen's shoulder, and at the same time, Wuchen's spear swept Su Ping away.

Wuchen said, "Pan Zhong, how about we just give up?"

Su Ping turned over and said, "Wuchen, what do I think?"

Then he attacked again and used Xuantian's sword technique to the extreme.

Wuchen was injured and his movements slowed down. There were gradually more wounds on his body. As the blood flowed away, his reactions became slower and slower.

He struggled to block the slashing Hong Ye, "Pan Zhong, do you think you've got me? I'm the grandson of Elder Wushan of the Heavenly Demon Sect. If you kill me, you won't survive."

The red leaf in Su Ping's hand shifted a little, and the long sword pierced the air.

Seeing this, Wu Chen hurriedly said, "Pan Zhong, as long as we give up, I will never embarrass the Xuantian Sect in the secret realm again. When we get out, I will give you heavy gifts."

Su Ping sneered, "It's better for you to die, Wuchen!"

Hongye suddenly stabbed Wuchen in the chest and penetrated through the back. Wuchen fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Pulling out the red leaves, Su Ping let out a long breath. This Wuchen was the most difficult opponent he had ever faced in practice. As for Wushan?

He did not use his real name. As long as he was careful in the future, he did not believe that a Yuanying elder would stare at a Qi Refining monk every day.

Besides, he is in Xuantian Sect, doesn’t he believe that Wushan will attack Xuantian Sect?

Wuchen could have blocked the sword just now, but he deliberately shifted a few points to make the other party think that he did not dare to kill him and let down his guard. Only then would he kill with one blow, otherwise he would have to fight for a while.

Su Ping bent down and gasped for a while, then looked around, and saw that Wuchen's blood seemed to be swallowed by something. In a short period of time, it had become like a mummy.

As Wuchen's blood was swallowed up, a faint light lit up on the wall.

By the light, Su Ping saw that the entire stone wall was integrated, as if it were built underground. There was a stone gate in the center, and it was the light emitting from the stone gate at this time.

Su Ping removed Wuchen's storage bag, thought about it and threw it hard, but it was blown away by the strong wind. No one saw Wuchen killed by him, since he was Wushan's grandson.

There are no traces or marks on the incomplete storage bag. Isn’t this evidence of murder?

Walking to the stone door, he hesitated, then pushed hard against the stone door with both hands, and the thick stone door slowly opened.

A desolate, ancient atmosphere came out, and there was a wide hall inside.

Entering the hall, there is an ancient altar in the center. The tributes on the altar have long been weathered into a pile of sand.

Except for the altar, the entire hall is empty. There are some luminous pearls inlaid on the top, which are emitting a faint light and illuminating the hall.

There were huge stone murals carved on the surrounding stone walls. Su Ping walked to the edge of the stone wall, found the beginning and started reading.

On the first mural, all kinds of gods, demons and beasts are rampant, with slightly narrowed eyes. Some of the gods and demons look similar to the monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas handed down from Blue Star.

Su Ping had some doubts in his heart. Could it be that Yuanling Continent was somehow involved with Blue Star?

Continuing to look at the murals, the humans in the murals are like raised food. Some of them kowtow to gods, demons and monsters, and some grab the monsters that humans put into their mouths.

Su Ping felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He didn't know what era the mural described and how the human race survived at that time.

Then he looked at the second mural. On the mural, a demon was killed by thunder, and his flesh and blood were cut into pieces by some human beings. Since then, the human race has changed.

I began to understand how to practice. There were figures sitting cross-legged in meditation, figures performing spells, and humans transformed into half-demon bodies fighting against monsters.

However, the human race was still at a disadvantage at this time, but a spark was ignited.