The sky and the earth are dark, the clouds are surging, a thunder explosion, and the karmic fire is flowing into the sky.

Thief Quanzi retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Decaying old monster, how I do in Bailongguan, I don't need you to care, back then, my senior brother hit you with a sword, destroyed your Dao body, and injured the Yuan Shen, I thought that even if you recovered, it would take a thousand years to recuperate, but I didn't expect that now in less than three hundred years, you have reappeared, it seems that someone is behind this to help you." ”

Bailongguan is a major sect in southern Xinjiang, although its strength is not as good as the three major sects of the Ancient Sword Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Wuyun Sect, but there are his thief Quanzi and his senior brother Yu Hengzi in the door, the two Taishang True Monarchs are in charge, and the Taishang Patriarch who has been in retreat for thousands of years and has not been born, and the true immortal cloud neutron of the reincarnation realm, so it is also ranked among the three rank Xuanzong, and the strength is extraordinary.

More than 300 years ago, this withered true monarch coveted his White Dragon View Treasure and White Dragon View Immortal Map, and sneaked into the temple to steal the treasure, but unexpectedly failed in the end, alarming the reincarnation patriarch Yun Zhongzi, who had been in retreat for thousands of years.

Therefore, in the end, the treasure theft failed, and when he fled, the Withered True Monarch could not fight, and was severely injured by Yu Hengzi's sword, and his body was destroyed, and only the Yuan Divine Infant fled in panic.

I thought that after this time, it would take at least a thousand years to resume seeking revenge, but I never thought that in today's heavenly tribulation, the two of them would meet on the periphery of this Xuantian Sect, and it seems that the injuries on the body of the Withered True Monarch have already recovered and healed, and even the cultivation in the middle of the Holy Realm is faintly improving, but it makes him secretly frightened.

"Hmph! Thief Quanzi, if I hadn't been afraid of your ancestor Yun Zhongzi's dog thing and carelessly miscalculated, how would your senior brother hurt me?!"

"The previous account, this seat will find him to settle the account, you don't want to provoke me, just a sword wound, do you really think you can get me to decay? Today, if there is nothing else to do, this seat will be the first to kill you, and then destroy the white dragon!"

The decayed old monster seemed to have been stolen from Quanzi to say the central thing, snorting coldly, and the whole person's breath became violent in vain, but it seemed to be evasive, and he was actually angry, and he never opened his mouth to confide in half a sentence.

The monks who were approaching around were suddenly entangled in a breath of annihilation, and under the gaze of many horrified and frightened eyes, their flesh and blood were eroded, and they were directly turned into white bones and fell to the ground.

This instantaneous change made everyone's faces change greatly, cold sweat was like rain, knowing that this must be a moody, demonic ancestor-like existence, and suddenly, no one dared to stay and listen, peeking at the secrets of the two.

Even, regardless of the thunderstorm in the sky, in the wailing sound of crying father and mother, shouting and scolding, everyone in the Quartet fled in panic as if avoiding the plague.

In this regard, Thief Quanzi was also indifferent, and even ignored the calls for help from others, between his negative hands, staring coldly, there was a holy white sword qi on his body, which rolled out in four volumes, slashing in all directions, and the withering aura dissipated directly ten zhang away, and it was impossible to get close.

Some monks wanted to take the opportunity to get close and seek refuge, but they were all slashed away by a sword, and then, turned into white bones, and disappeared under the breath of the withered true monarch, and the ruthlessness was not far behind.

In view of this, no one dared to come close to half a point.

In the depths of the void, some hidden strong gods noticed the dispute here, but they also ignored it, like watching ants, high up, without the slightest intention of interfering.

This is a cruel world, there is no good and evil innocent, the righteous path and the devil's way, the immortal is more terrible than the demon, the magic is more merciful than the immortal, and the so-called battle between the good and the devil is just a rhetorical trick of the person in charge.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, the strong are respected, everyone is thirsting for power, ascending to the immortal path, stepping on immortality, but often most people are counterproductive, the more they control the power, the closer they may be to death.

Cultivators are like ants, in this vast ancient land, they have long been soaked in blood, and such things happen every day, and it is not uncommon.

"Go back and tell your senior brother, let him wash his neck and wait, and obediently hand over the White Dragon Guanxian Diagram, so that maybe this seat can leave him a whole corpse......... Boom!!"

A cold and sharp voice came, and a strange smile echoed in this world, waiting for all the breath to dissipate, and there was no trace of the withered true monarch in the same place.

Thief Quanzi's face was cloudy, his cultivation was only in the early stage of transcendence, and he was not the opponent of the Decay True Monarch before, but now that the other party has cultivated to a great advancement, he is also even more difficult to contend with, I thought that this time the two of them met, it was indispensable to have a hard fight, but I didn't expect the other party to leave as soon as he said, and he didn't mean to leave him at all.

But at that moment just now, he could clearly perceive that the soaring killing intent of the Withered True Monarch was not a fraud, and he believed that if he changed places, if he could, the Withered True Monarch would definitely not hesitate to attack him.

Is there really something he is in a hurry to do?

Thief Quanzi's eyes flickered, and while the sword rushed to the direction of the White Dragon Temple, he frowned, secretly thinking about the purpose of the Decay True Monarch coming here, and suddenly, the sword light of others was stagnant in the air, and he glanced back at the immortal mountain where the Heavenly Tribulation converged, where the Xuantian Sect was, and the essence in his eyes flashed, revealing a touch of enlightenment.

After a few sighs, his sword light turned around, and he actually cut through the sky and went straight to Xuantian Sect.

As expected, Ximen blew snow to cross the Holy Realm Heavenly Tribulation, and the breath fluctuations spread to a radius of thousands of miles, and even thousands of miles away, the abnormality here could be detected.

Such a big abnormal movement on Fangcun Mountain quickly attracted the attention of many monks passing by, and all forces were also alarmed, and most of those who had already left heard the news, sensed the breath, and gathered again.

The changes in the past few days, not counting the mortals in the nearby villages and towns, there were tens of thousands of monks who stopped one after another, and their eyes were fixed on Fangcun Mountain.

In this world, regardless of the sect's scattered cultivation, the focus of almost everyone's talk is Xuantian Sect, but the leopard in the tube, the flowers in the fog, until now it is the same as the clouds.

The most talked about version is that Fangcun Mountain is such a vision, and Xuantian Sect is so high-profile, I am afraid that this ancient immortal gate has been silent for too long, and it is finally about to come out.

Based on this, what more people are concerned about now is who is crossing the tribulation, whether it is really the master of the Xuantian Sect, and whether it is sorrowful.

"I don't know when we will be able to cross the catastrophe!"

"Yes, I have been cultivating for two hundred years, relying on countless pills, I barely condensed a low-grade golden pill, and entered the Dragon and Tiger Grandmaster, seeing that the true realm is hopeless, and I can't go further in this life, but there are people who have appeared one after another, and now even the Holy Realm Heavenly Tribulation has descended, it's really unwilling!"

There were quite a few monks who came from nearby, and they were frightened by the momentum of this heavenly calamity, and they were shocked, and they fell far away, envy and envy, but they did not dare to approach Fangcun Mountain easily.

Because at the foot of the mountain gate of Xuantian Sect, three hundred miles away, there are four mighty Dharma Protector Generals, suppressing the Quartet and deterring all living soul cultivators from approaching.

Each one, with a terrifying aura, has a cultivation that transcends the Holy Realm.

This is...... Taishang Zhenjun!

PS: Poor Dao pinched his fingers, the weather is very good today, suitable for voting, fellow Daoists, what do you think?

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