The family cultivates immortality and starts with a jade book.

The sound is loud, but the elephant is invisible!

The black magic light came through the air, and almost the moment it was emitted, it collided with the sect-protecting formation of the Wanxiang Gate.

There was silence at first, but after a few breaths, a thunderous sound wave swept through the sky, and the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations turned into a black and white tornado, reaching up to the sky, occupying the vision of all the monks present.

In an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the endless storm was like a world-destroying tide, sweeping across the endless.

One after another, the demonic cultivator airships were pushed out for more than a hundred miles by the storm. Only the black dragon boats and other airships of level four or above could withstand the storm and remain unmoved.

"What a beautiful scenery, Qiao Sheng, do you like it?"

Lin Yingyue was dressed in red, her appearance was flawless, and her skin was as if carved from white jade.

At this moment, he was half-leaning on the graceful and luxurious throne, with a pair of bright and clear red phoenix eyes shining like water, staring at the world-destroying scene in front of him, and asked in a soft voice the man with a sword standing next to him.

"Not bad!"

Chen Qiaosheng stood with his hands behind his hands, his face calm, and there was no trace of joy or anger on his plain cheeks, like a god who was indifferent to the world.

"Boring, why do you look more and more like an idiot the more you practice the Celestial Sword!" Shaking her head, Lin Yingyue picked up a blue-green spiritual fruit and threw it into her mouth, and said angrily.

Seeing that Chen Qiaosheng didn't respond to him, Lin Yingyue curled her lips, sat up straight, took out a plain white handkerchief, wiped her hands, and said, "It's my turn to take action. These immortal old guys are really dead and not stiff!"

After saying this, Lin Yingyue slowly stretched out her right palm.

His hands are very delicate, with slender fingers, like the hands of the Nine Heavens Immortals.

As Lin Yingyue reached out with her palm, in an instant, the wind and clouds gathered together, and the storm rolling across the sky stopped, as if it was forcibly suppressed by some force.

Immediately afterwards, a white jade palm that was ten thousand feet long appeared quietly above the Wanxiang Gate.

In the palm of the white jade hand, the clear palm lines are like the regular veins of the world. The five fingers are like pillars supporting the sky. The colorful spiritual energy surrounds the palm, as if worshiping and expressing surrender.

Rumble!

The white jade palm pressed down, and the storm in the sky began to gather in the palm of the hand. The space was twisted and chaotic under the palm, and the endless spiritual energy was directly snatched away, forming a lifelike worldly purgatory with an extremely arrogant and domineering attitude.

In the purgatory of the world of mortals, there are traffickers and soldiers, princes and generals, gods, immortals, demons, demons and ghosts... countless, like crucian carp crossing the river, they are either happy, furious, or full of sadness, and all living beings have different colors, as if All are reflected in it.

Supernatural power, mortal purgatory!

The magical power of the Six Desires of Red Dust Sect is so powerful that it not only targets the body, but also charms the soul. It is incredible.

At this moment, Lin Yingyue, the leader of the Six Desires of the Red Dust Sect and whose cultivation level reached the Great Perfection of Divine Transformation, used it, which was even more earth-shattering.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of Wanxiang Sect monks below the sect-protecting formation were affected by this magical power.

Some of them looked obsessed, as if they had seen a peerless fairy, some looked ecstatic and shouted treasures, and some even took off their clothes in public to do indecent things.

Sure enough, all living beings cannot escape the purgatory of this mortal world!

"Lin Yingyue, you deserve to die!"

A loud shout was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the strong will was like thunder washing away the evil in the world, turning into a torrent of river water and washing away.

For a moment, the originally confused Wanxiang Sect disciples woke up one after another, remembering the scandalous things they had just done. Many disciples hid their faces in silence, feeling ashamed.

"Old guy, why don't you ask your disciples and grandsons how they felt before? Hahaha!" The soft voice came like a breeze, making people feel good after hearing it.

After hearing this voice, many female disciples of the Wanxiang Sect could not help but show admiration on their faces. Touching blushes appeared on their tender white cheeks, like colorful flowers blooming at the same time, and the scenery suddenly became beautiful.

Boom!Boom!

The sound of footsteps rumbled, and following the sound, a giant several hundred feet tall spanned the sky and stood in front of the Vientiane Gate.

The giant's body was green and black, with arrays all over the surface of his body. Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations came from his body, and the celestial phenomena for thousands of miles around him changed erratically with his every breath.

"The sixth-level puppet of the Wanxiang Gate? It's a good thing, but do you think this scrap of metal can stop me?"

A chuckle pierced the sky, and then the mortal hell hanging high in the sky crashed down.

"Hmph, just transforming into a god, how can I stop my power of becoming a saint!"

The old and domineering voice resounded, and the giant raised his arms and pushed upward, and a shocking battle began.

……

Luochuan Sect, the main hall of the sect!

Master Beigong was sitting on the sect leader's throne, handling official duties, when suddenly the clear ringing of a bell came.

when! when! when! …

Nine bells rang in succession, and Master Beigong's expression changed drastically. This was a signal that the sect could only send out when a powerful enemy came knocking on its door.

"Sect Master, it's not good, the sect is surrounded by a large number of demon cultivators and aliens, including three god-transforming cultivators!"

A Luochuan Sect disciple came to the police in a panic.

Master Beigong stepped forward, and when he was about to ask what was going on, he suddenly became wary.

"go to hell!"

Before Master Beigong could react, the disciple's momentum suddenly increased greatly, and his Nascent Soul-level cultivation was clearly revealed. He laughed ferociously, and struck down the bag head with a fourth-level high-grade magic weapon in his hand.

boom!

The magic weapon was directly ejected, and the unknown Nascent Soul's expression froze, and then cold sweat fell down.

He looked at the real Beigong who was half-smiling in front of him, and his voice was hard and somewhat unbelievable, "You... transform into a god!"

"The answer is correct, but there is no reward!"

Master Beigong's face was indifferent, and then he waved his sleeves, turning into cloud sleeves that covered the sky, and directly suppressed the Nascent Soul monk in front of him. The process was not sloppy at all, and it was obvious that the breakthrough took more than a day or two.

"I've been hiding it for so long just for today..."

With a sigh of regret, the head of the Luochuan Sect, who had always shown himself gentle, began to show his domineering side to the world.

……

Sanchuan Sect, back mountain!

The dark demonic aura rose and fell, and a thin middle-aged monk sat down. Several demonic cultivators stood in front of him with respect and fanaticism on their faces.

"It's been two hundred years. It's been two hundred years since my Dragon Valley Sect was destroyed. Today, I, Qi Yulong, will make the Sanchuan Sect pay with blood!"

The thin middle-aged man's eyes were blood-red and violent, and the overwhelming hatred mixed with the demonic energy in the sky shot straight into the sky without any concealment for the first time.

"what happened?"

"That's the back mountain, where Elder Yulong retreats!"

"Why is there so much demonic energy? Could it be that Elder Yulong has gone crazy?"

"I don't know. Send someone over quickly to take a look. The Golden elixir cultivator must not make any mistakes!"

The moment the demonic energy emerged, the entire Sanchuan Sect started talking. One by one, the remaining Foundation Establishment monks quickly set off and flew to the back mountain, wanting to investigate the situation.

But when they arrived at the back mountain, they faced a butcher knife that had been sharpened for two hundred years.

In just half an hour, the entire Sanchuan Sect was wiped out, its spiritual veins were destroyed, its gates were shattered, and all its disciples were destroyed physically and mentally. Qi Yulong, who had endured it for two hundred years and was driven mad by hatred, was crushed to ashes.

Not only that, Sanchuan City at the foot of the mountain was also bloodbathed by a large number of demonic cultivators who had been ambushing them for a long time. Millions of mortals were slaughtered and turned into materials for the demonic cultivators to practice.

One day later, with the Sanchuan Sect as the center, everything within a radius of thousands of miles was silent!