Chapter 111: Eight Hundred Miles Forbidden
Everyone left, and above Qingxuan Peak, all the elders and peak masters retreated, away from the top of Qingxuan Peak.
"Sect Master, announce it to the outside!" Lord Luo Feng returned and clenched his fists at Wu Qingxuan.
If Xuanzong wants to ban 800 miles, he must inform everyone within 800 miles of Xuanzong and let these people withdraw.
Wu Qingxuan's whole body cultivation was opened, and the cultivation in the later stage of the Jiedan suppressed the audience, rising into the sky, he drummed up the cultivation, and the cultivation was blessed in the voice, and the sound came out of the land of thousands of miles.
"In the territory of Xuanzong, the land of eight hundred miles is banned, and if you are not a disciple of Xuanzong, leave quickly!"
"If you stay, you will not be killed!"
In a word, it spread all over Xuanzong within thousands of miles.
Luo Wuxian looked back at Xuanzong and said, "It's so cautious!
There are not a few sects that stayed on the periphery of Xuanzong and wanted to enter Xuanzong to worship the Hongchen Immortals, and then when they heard this, they left one after another, for fear of angering Xuanzong and dying on the territory of Xuanzong.
"Qing Yao and Yang Jie, take the disciples out, search for whether there are outsiders staying within the range of eight hundred miles, if so, persuade them to leave, if they don't listen to the persuasion, they will be killed!"
Wu Qingxuan commanded Long Qingyao and Yang Jie.
"Yes, disciple obeys!" the two clasped their fists and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain with more disciples.
"The rest of the peak elders, put the Guardian Sect Great Array, and put the Great Array in a state of meeting the enemy at any time!"
"Yes!" the Elders of the Peaks quickly retreated.
Wu Qingxuan glanced at the peak masters and said, "There are only a few of us left!"
Lord Luo Feng hugged the long sword, his face was calm, Sikong Capture Dragon and Lu Bernard glanced at each other, and Leng Yuxue, the peak master of Chifeng Peak, was cultivated as a swing, like an iceberg, and no one should approach.
"Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Sikong are in charge of the periphery, helping Qing Yao and Yang Jie expel outsiders, Senior Sister Leng is responsible for guarding the Great Array of Protectors, and activating the Great Array at a critical moment, I will protect Qingxuanfeng, Senior Brother Luo, and the task of guarding the sky of Xuanzong will be handed over to you. ”
Lord Luo Feng didn't say a word, his body rose towards the sky, his clothes were windless, and he floated up.
Lu Bernard and Sikong Capture Dragon glanced at each other, and the two turned into streamers and flew away towards the outside of Xuanzong.
Leng Yuxue headed towards the center of the Great Array of Protectors.
Leaving Wu Qingxuan alone, seeing everyone leaving, Wu Qingxuan sat cross-legged under Qingxuan Peak, his eyes slightly closed.
Lord Luo Feng, who had risen to a certain height, sat down cross-legged, his long sword was placed on his knees, his eyes were slightly sunken, and he adjusted his breath to keep his state at the peak at any time.
In the courtyard of the outer gate of White Tiger Peak, Chen Fan's cultivation became more and more turbulent and unstable, and his breath floated and his vitality ran wild.
Within a radius of three zhang of him, subtle lightning raged, forming a strange minefield.
"What kind of exercise is this thunder control decision?" Chen Fan's eyes closed slightly, and he was puzzled in his heart.
Ever since he deduced the thunder tribulation formed when Long Qingyao broke through, his thunder defense has become more and more powerful, faintly able to communicate the power of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, like a god.
At this moment, in his perception, countless thunderbolts in the void converged and gathered at the top of Qingxuan Peak, this power is terrifyingly powerful, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as destroying the world and destroying the earth, but for some reason, this power is contained but not released, as if it is constantly gathering.
In his consciousness, he seemed to be able to see himself sitting cross-legged in the void, and behind him, a round wheel rose and fell behind his head, it was a round wheel formed by thunder and lightning, which contained the terrifying power of heaven and earth, constantly refining his soul or consciousness.
He cultivated the meditation method given to him by the sloppy man, and his divine soul was already stronger than others, and at this moment, he received the baptism of powerful thunder and lightning, which made his divine soul stronger and stronger.
Behind him, there was a cloud of tribulation converging, and the power of the thunder tribulation contained in it was comparable to the thunder tribulation on Qingxuan Peak.
Long Qingyao and Yang Jiebing divided into two routes, each leading people to expel the people who stayed within 800 miles of Xuanzong, and the journey was smooth, and no one dared to resist.
"Xuanzong's eight hundred miles of land prohibits outsiders from staying, please leave quickly!" Long Qingyao was dressed in red like blood, and his cultivation during the foundation building period was swinging, and his expression was like ten thousand years of cold ice, which made people avoid it and did not dare to approach easily.
"What an iceberg beauty!" In front of her, there is a camp of the sect, which is still some distance from the land of Xuanzong for eight hundred miles, these people seem to have just moved out of Xuanzong, and they feel that it is not far from eight hundred miles, so they are lucky and want to stay.
"Within eight hundred miles, idle people and others, leave quickly!" Long Qingyao saw that these people were indifferent, the soft sword in his hand was unsheathed, and his fighting spirit was condensed, and the air around him seemed to become a lot colder!
"Let's go!" The leader of the group was unwilling, but still had to order to leave.
"One thousand miles, if you dare to stay within one thousand miles of Xuanzong, there will be no forgiveness!" Long Qingyao shook the long sword in his hand and let out a crisp sword sound.
The man seemed to be very unconvinced, turned around and glared at Long Qingyao angrily, and said, "Why do you want us to evacuate a thousand miles of land?"
"With the sword in my hand!" The long sword in Long Qingyao's hand flashed with a light, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he instantly shot at the man.
That person is also building a foundation and cultivating, and before he could see how Long Qingyao made a move, a strand of hair fell down on his forehead.
"No more nonsense, the next sword will be your head. Long Qingyao's expression was cold, and she didn't look at the other party.
"Withdraw!" the man said tremblingly, and quickly withdrew with his disciples, for fear that if he reacted slowly, his head would not be stored on his neck.
"Those who are still staying in the land of Xuanzong for eight hundred miles, withdraw from the land of Xuanzong for thousands of miles, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness!"
Long Qingyao shouted loudly, and the sound of vitality blessing reached the ears of all those who stayed in the land of eight hundred miles.
At this moment, countless spiritual qi outside the sky were furious, and in the north of Xuanzong, countless clouds converged and swept towards Xuanzong.
Lord Luo Feng, who was sitting high in the sky, opened his eyes in vain, and above his knees, the long sword was contending, as if in response to his battle intent.
Suddenly, a sword light lit up thousands of miles away, hiding in the remnant clouds, rolling with the remnant clouds, and killing in the direction of Xuanzong.
This sword light, vertical and horizontal, seems to be able to cut the entire Xuanzong.
Lord Luo Feng got up, his breath soared, and his cultivation continued to climb, from foundation building to Jiedan, followed by the middle and late stages of Jiedan, and the cultivation became more and more powerful, and behind him, the void trembled, and there were bursts of sorrowful sounds.
In the end, his cultivation stayed at the half-step Red Dust Immortal Realm, although it was not enough to attract the thunder tribulation of the Red Dust Immortal Realm, but it still made people dare not despise it.
Lord Luo Feng raised his hand, and the power of heaven and earth formed a huge palm in front of him under the traction of his hands, which was a hundred feet away, but it could make people see the subtle palm prints in the palm, which was very vivid.
Boom –
As his palm pushed out, the huge palm sped up and blasted towards the sword light.
The palm and sword light flew quickly, one carrying the remnant clouds, flying quickly, and the other driving the power of heaven and earth, the speed became faster and faster, evaporating the surrounding clouds.
Boom –
The huge palm collided with the sword light, and I saw the Dao Dao circular aura burst out in all directions, and a flame suddenly exploded above the nine heavens, and the flames exploded and shot out in all directions.
The sword light and the huge palm of the hand disappeared in the firelight.
"I didn't expect Xuanzong to have such a master......" In the cloud qi hidden by the sword light, a voice came out.
The remnants of the clouds flew away as if they had never appeared.
Deacon Luo's right hand trembled slightly, and a thin line of blood appeared on his palm, but he didn't show it.
Seeing that the remnant clouds receded, he sat down cross-legged again, and his cultivation retreated to the foundation building period.
"Who is so bold as to dare to sneak up on the Red Dust Immortals!" Luo Wuxian muttered.
The sword light just now was obviously aimed at Xiao Zhenhu, the Red Dust Immortal.
Who would dare to provoke the Red Dust Immortals?
Click-
At this moment, the calamity clouds above Qingxuan Peak converged, like a canopy of heaven, slowly sinking, and the entire calamity clouds covered the land of Xuanzong for a hundred miles, covering the entire Qingxuan Peak, followed by countless thunderbolts and lightning, clicking.
Long Qingyao, who was outside, raised his head and looked at Qingxuan Peak, which was covered by the robbery clouds, his eyes were full of longing.
Xuanzong was excited, this was an exciting moment, and being able to witness the birth of a red dust immortal was definitely something worth blowing for a lifetime.
The Red Dust Wonderland is about to break through, and the real Thunder Tribulation is coming.
And Chen Fan at this time has also reached a critical period!