Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng had no time to pay attention to the orders issued by the man in the iron mask. He was completely attracted by the battle scene in the illusion.

Shenjiu rushed into the opponent's continent, entered from the corner that was blown up by the divine thunder, and flew to the other side of the continent. Countless sword lights flew up on the continent, and bursts of hatred suddenly appeared on the image. Because these sword lights are not only the sword lights unique to the Wanxiang Sect, but also the sword lights unique to the Zifu Yiqi Sect, the Blood River Sect, and the Heart Demon Sect, and they are not just one or two, they are rising in large groups. Let's cooperate. With the information obtained before, there is no need to think about why they gathered here.

Divine doves were criss-crossing the continent, and all the flying swords were suspended in the air, and then shattered. Any body-protecting magic weapon or foundation-building elixir would be killed without mercy.

This is the sword control technique of Master Shi Ji. He can gather the power of thousands of people to attack ten people in an instant. It can be said that one sword has ten explosions and no one can defeat it.

The divine dove turned fiercely and rushed to the void. A sword light flew out, and the illusion there was suddenly broken. More than ten Mitian Sect disciples fell in the air. Looking again in the void, I saw a True Lord Yuanying of the Wanxiang Sect floating in the air, casting a spell. Under his feet, there were two Yuanyings, and ten golden elixirs were all cooperating with them.

Within a kilometer of this person, countless three-dimensional magic circles appeared, and tens of thousands of light points were born in the magic circles.

Seeing this, the man in the iron mask shouted:

"Hurry up and stop the Wanxiang Sect's Dharma Transformation Formation, otherwise all the native Dharma-like beasts of the Wanxiang Sect's disciples will be summoned instantly, and it will be difficult to deal with it."

The divine dove quickly flew toward the opponent's formation, and saw tens of thousands of light points in the opponent's formation. Among them, more than a thousand light points gradually turned into strange beasts and entities. They rushed towards the divine dove one after another. He wanted to stop Shenjiu and create opportunities for his own people.

Leader Shi Ji's shout came from the illusion:

"Jian Xinhui, three, twenty-one."

After the order was given, Isshin Master immediately cast the spell. All the thousands of people cast the spell according to the order. The spell casting was completed in an instant. The entire divine dove flashed with white light and turned into a light and shadow rising into the sky. In an instant, all the magical beasts that came to stop the divine dove were stagnant in the air. Move, and then the divine dove appears three hundred meters behind the opponent's formation.

The Nascent Soul Master yelled:

"escape."

"Swelling", his whole body instantly turned into blood mist, and then the entire formation instantly shattered, and the thousands of revealed alien beasts also exploded in the air one by one. This blow will shatter the magic formation, and the magic formation will backfire, and the Nascent Soul will be destroyed. The real person couldn't resist, and the Nascent Soul was destroyed in form and spirit before he could even fly out.

As soon as this order was given, countless figures immediately fled outside the mainland, but the divine dove was in the air, the flying sword lights and the immortal cultivators using escape techniques died as soon as they left the ground.

The divine dove flew over the continent for another week, and the voice of Master Shi Ji came from the illusion:

"Disintegrate, one, shock the air, two, three, four, forceful attack, five, concealment and kill, six, chase for thousands of miles, leaving no blade of grass behind."

Then six people issued orders at the same time:

"Thirteen groups of seventeen, twenty-one displaced, thirty combined..."

These orders were all specific orders. Head Shi Ji was responsible for the big orders, and they were responsible for the specific orders. Immediately, the divine dove disintegrated and turned into six medium-sized sword arrays. Among them, the dove headed by Head Shi Ji soared in the air, and all those who rose into the air were After killing, a sword array instantly flew out of the mainland and disintegrated again. In a group of six, they were responsible for chasing down the immortal cultivators who escaped from here for thousands of miles. Within these thousands of miles, Faxiang Sect's central power area, Those who cultivate immortality leave no grass behind.

Of the other four, three started to attack and one sneaked in invisibly. Among them, the one with Isshin Makoto was one of the strong attacks. If the enemy is strong, they will form a battle formation to attack; if the enemy is weak, they will attack separately.

The Wanxiang Sect is finished. In such an organized and systematic attack, collective defense cannot be organized, the Mountain Gate Formation is ineffective, and personal bravery is completely meaningless.

This Wanxiang Continent is trembling, with screams and battle sounds, the sound is loud, and from time to time in the illusion, the self-destruction of Jindan Master appears. This is the last resort, the last resistance.

Above the illusion, one can feel the excitement of Yishin Zhenren. It is not the excitement of one person, but the excitement of three or four people. Their sword formations disintegrated directly, divided into groups of six, and launched attacks on the pavilions on the mainland. , some directly break through the shadow plane and launch divine thunder into it.

Master Isshin was flying with his sword, killing the enemies one by one, but the opponent was not completely powerless to fight back. In the illusion, Master Isshin encountered a powerful golden elixir enemy. The man had no intention of fighting but just wanted to escape. In the end, Master Isshin was caught up by him. Killed, but Isshin was also injured twice in succession.

At this time, he entered a main hall. There was a young girl at the door. She was in the Foundation Establishment Stage and could control a Flame Dragon to guard the palace gate. She could control the Flame Dragon in the Foundation Establishment Stage. She must be an outstanding disciple of Wanxiang Sect. Yi Xin The real person seemed to be laughing wildly and rushed there.

The woman was not frightened and controlled the flame dragon to use various spells to block the progress of Isshin Master. However, in the face of the strength gap, all this was useless. Isshin Master used force to defeat skill. After five moves, she was defeated by Isshin Master. On the spot of execution, the head flew up and fell aside.

Under such circumstances, this woman can still withstand the five moves of Yishin Zhenren. If given some time to grow up, the golden elixir will definitely be achieved, and she will be a hero in the future. It is a pity that she does not have this time.

Master Yixin was full of curiosity about the hall she was defending so desperately. He struck out with a sword, and the hall's defense array was broken. He flew into the hall, and saw more than 20 young girls hiding in a corner. When they saw him enter, they screamed and cried.

The illusion disappeared instantly, and Long Tianhuang, who had been watching, shouted:

"Master, Master, what happened to my master."

The bravery of Master Yixin in the previous battle had completely attracted Long Tianhuang. He began to recognize his master. When he saw the image disappear, he was worried about his master and couldn't help shouting loudly.

The Iron-faced Man glanced at the obsidian and said:

"The real person is fine. Maybe he doesn't want everyone to see what happened later, so..."

The meaning is self-evident. Everyone was speechless. The fate of the young girls in the room was self-evident. Among them, Feng Lingjing said:

"No, we can't take them. They are all little girls. It's okay to bring them back to be used as furnace tripods like Senior Brother Yizhu."

The Iron-faced Man suddenly stared at Feng Lingjing with his eyes and said coldly:

"The head of the sect has ordered that no grass should be left. It must be executed. It's stupid for you to think so. See, so many disciples from Zifu Yiqi Sect, Xuehe Sect, Xinmo Sect, and Mitian Sect gathered in Wanxiang Sect. What could they do? There is only one purpose, to avenge our ancestors and take back our twelve peaks. In fact, that was just a cover. What they want is our immortal palace medicinal fields, various forbidden areas, magic weapons and flying swords.

Do you think they will give you a choice when they kill into Xuanyuan Cave Mansion? Luo If you fall into the hands of the Heart Demon Sect, they will play with your mind and soul until you lose all your mind. If you fall into the hands of the disciples of the Blood River Sect, they will merge you into their own blood river and abuse you forever. If you fall into the hands of the disciples of the Mi Tian Sect, they will lose your mind and make you slaughter your relatives.

At that time, death is the best choice for you. This is the world of immortal cultivation, the world of the sky, and the world of the six domains. The area is so big and the resources are so many, but the immortal sects are so numerous. If you want eternal immortality and want to ascend to the heaven, you must occupy more resources. If you can't see clearly, leave here immediately, so as not to be exiled in the future and implicate others. "

Feng Lingjing listened one by one, and then saluted and said:

"Thank you for your guidance, Lingjing understands. "

The rest is just waiting. Everyone can only wait silently. Yu Zecheng looked out and saw that the twelve peaks of the Five Ridges were empty and deserted. There were only some Qi Refining cultivators like himself waiting bitterly.

Waiting is the most difficult and anxious thing. It will make you have infinite suspicion and hesitation, but you can only wait.

About a day and a night later, the Iron-faced Man shouted: "We are back, we are back." The furthest peep array showed a large wave of flying swords. Yu Zecheng and his men could not see the wave, but the Iron-faced Man shouted happily. Then he issued a series of orders, and immediately countless messages of victory spread throughout Xuanyuan Hill, Mingliang, Gu, Jun, and Si. Suddenly, all the countries and regions controlled by the branches and vassals of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were all boiling. Soon, thousands of sword lights came overwhelmingly. Victory, really victory, all these sword-riding people were jubilant and full of fighting spirit, and the entire Xuanyuan Sword Sect was in a cheer. These flying swords returned to Xuanyuan Cave Mansion, and the voice of Tianjue, the head of Shiji, sounded again:

"All the spoils of war of the disciples should be handed over to Xuanji Hall. Each person can keep three pieces, and the rest will be recorded. Go back and rest today. Tomorrow, the ancestor will offer sacrifices, hold a celebration banquet, and reward according to merit."

Suddenly, a cheer sounded, and these sword lights flew to the twelve peaks of Wuling. Some of them flew to Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

Instantly, thirteen real people appeared here one by one, each of them took their own disciples and returned to the base. Many of these thirteen people were injured, but they were all bloody, and many enemies died in their hands.

Nantian Zhenren appeared in front of Yu Zecheng, nodded to the iron-faced man, and then rolled up Yu Zecheng, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards one of the twelve peaks.

Nantian Zhenren had no injuries on his body, but his strange wings were obviously one-third less than before. Yu Zecheng looked at the wings worriedly. It seemed that Nantian Zhenren was also injured.

Nan Tian Zhenren said:

"In this battle, my sword heart wisdom has reached a peak, and I can no longer hear your voice. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, are you okay? I think you are injured?"

Nantian Zhenren said:

"Killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of yourself is a normal thing. Yesterday, I killed Wan Xiang Zong's Luo Ri Zhenren one-on-one, and killed Xin Mo Zong's Mo Yan Zhenren. As a result, my sword heart wisdom has reached a peak. A little injury is nothing. It's really refreshing."

Yu Zecheng said again:

"Master, your sword heart wisdom has reached a peak, why don't you have the ability to read minds? It feels like you have regressed."

Nantian Zhenren laughed and said:

"In the future, you will understand. I am so annoyed to hear your voices anytime and anywhere. It's better to see you flattering me respectfully now."

Nantian Zhenren was really excited and jubilant today. A cave appeared in front of him, and a huge hanging mountain appeared in front of him.

Nan Tian Zhenren pointed and said: "This cave will be your home from now on. It is our home. It was originally Tiandao Mountain, one of the three mountains and five peaks of the Supreme Tiandao Sect. Now it is our Tiandao Peak."

Yu Zecheng looked at this hanging mountain cave. Looking at it from a distance, he didn't realize how big it was. Only when he flew closer did he realize how majestic it was. This hanging mountain platform was ten miles in size, and there were countless on the upside-down platform. There are pavilions, courtyards, gardens, stone mountains, small bridges and flowing water, and even a lake. It is simply a world.

Nan Tianren continued:

"The area of ​​this cave is thirteen miles, including the transformation of the empty array, the current area is eighty-one miles, including 17,800 houses, seven gardens, two mountains, three rivers, and one lake. This is just our cave. The sunny side of the mountain, the dark side of the mountain, and the shadow side of the mountain are not included in this. "This is our home."

The two flew closer and closer, and Nantian asked:

"Why don't you ask about yesterday's battle situation?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master will say whatever he wants."

Nan Tianren laughed, accelerated instantly, passed through several layers of barriers, flew into the cave, and then turned into a white light and moved to a courtyard in the center of the cave.

I saw a young man giving a loud speech there, and his words were flying. In front of him were two children, only twelve or thirteen years old, listening with admiring eyes, and two others in their thirties. The young man was also smiling and listening there. On the other side, a young man was sitting under the grape trellis, looking at them with a smile. On the rockery in the courtyard, there is a girl sitting on it, practicing.

In an instant, Nan Tianren fell into the courtyard. All these people stood up, saluted him, and shouted:

"Meet the Master."

"Meet Uncle Master."

"Meet Master."

Nan Tianren smiled at everyone and said:

"Is everything okay?"

Except for the two children, everyone else answered:

"It's nothing serious, just minor injuries."

It turns out that except for the two children, all of these people are in the foundation-building realm and participated in yesterday's battle.

Master Nantian said to everyone:

"This is your junior brother Yu Zecheng."

Then Nan Tianren continued:

"In my Tiandao lineage, there are seven senior brothers in my generation. Among them, three junior brothers, Liu Yun, Ma Yu, and Qing He, were relegated halfway. The only ones left are Senior Sister Fumeng and Senior Brother Gusong, who are married. The two of them have entered Xuanyuan. Among the ninety-nine-day monks in Jianfeng, they attacked Nascent Soul. In the past ten years, we only saw the two of them in the battle yesterday.

Junior Brother Siwei has wandered around and has not returned here for twenty years. The two little monkeys he sent back ten years ago have never been heard from again.

I count that you have a total of five disciples. Your senior brother has formed an elixir and is now opening a cave in the Penglai Immortal Mountain in the outer region. He has not returned for seven years. Your second senior brother is currently stationed at Ziyang Valley in Suzhou, the ancient Qin region, and it has been three years. "

Then he pointed at the young man talking and said:

"This is your third senior brother Yu Miao."

Yu Zecheng saluted respectfully and said:

"Meet Senior Brother."

Nan Tianren pointed to the man under the grape trellis who nodded to Yu Zecheng and said:

"This is your fourth senior brother Xingchen."

Yu Zecheng saluted again and said:

"Meet Senior Brother."

Pointing to the girl sitting on the rockery, she said:

"This is your uncle's daughter, Senior Sister Jingfeng."

Then he pointed to the other two young people and said:

"This is your senior brother Xisheng, Yue Kong."

Then he pointed at everyone and said:

"These are all the disciples of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect's Tiandao lineage."

Yu Zecheng looked at them one by one. Counting himself, there were only nine people in total. When he looked up again, he saw countless sword lights rising from the five ridges in the sky, and his heart skipped a beat.

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