In the ancient battlefield, the cold wind was howling, and in the cold night, the sword light rose into the sky, which was magnificent and dazzling, making it difficult for people to look directly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nirvana reappeared, the peak was the only one, the sword rain passed, destroying the mountains and cracking the stones, and turning into nothingness.

A sword that is rare to see in the world, majestic and incomparable, nine heavens and ten earths are illuminated by the sword light, and thousands of miles are sunk.

The sword style to, the color of the goddess of the moon weaving is slightly condensed, the silver light of the divine sword in her hand is extremely prosperous, and the water and moon are reversed to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, and suddenly, the void is flipped, and everything is upside down.

Unbelievable power, one heavy sword light after another, was affected, scattering all parties.

Pounding, a violent earthquake, the last few heavy sword lights came to the body, the Moon Weaver Girl horizontal sword blocked the move, rumbling and shaking, and the figure slipped out more than ten zhang.

The red umbrella fell to the ground, dyed with a trace of dust, and under the moonlight, the beautiful woman's green silk floated up, and her body exploded several times in an instant.

The Moon Weaver Girl looked at the bright moon in the sky, frowned slightly, and after a while, she stepped to the side and picked up the red umbrella again.

The paper umbrella blocked the moonlight, and the body that erupted around the Moon Weaver Girl gradually subsided and recovered as before.

In a short interval, the mood of the battle situation was completely lost, and not far away, Ning Chen did not take the opportunity to sneak attack, and quietly waited for the second game.

Just when the battle was about to start again, the color of the goddess of the moon weaving changed slightly, and the lotus step was stepped, and the volley was empty.

"Knowing the fate, this is the end of today, he will meet again tomorrow"

The words fell, and the red light disappeared into the night

Seeing this, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, what was going on.

Thousands of miles away, the Demon Yuan was rolling, and in the heaven and earth destroyed by the power of destruction, the blue-clothed butterfly was struggling, and the butterfly wings behind it exuded a black aura, and the power became more and more terrifying.

The red light converged, and the Moon Weaver Girl swung her sword to unfold the demonic qi, and the figure swept in, turning her palm to condense the yuan, and the mighty true qi forcibly poured into the former's body.

True Qi entered the body, and the devouring power of the Nine Shadows Devouring Heavenly Demon Sutra gradually stabilized, and the butterfly wings dissipated and melted into the butterfly's body.

"Butterfly in the flower, you must come with me"

Needless to say, the Moon Weaver Girl raised her hand to seal the former's breath, and immediately stepped forward, quickly sweeping towards the outside of the Ancient Immortal Domain.

The Nine Shadows Devouring Heaven Demon Sutra has been lost for a long time, and she doesn't know where the butterfly in the flower came from, but cultivating this method is a path of no return, either she will continue to devour the origin power of thousands of innocent beings, or she will let the power of the Demon Sutra devouring her body eat back, and she will never recover.

It is impossible for this world to accommodate a person who cultivates this Demon Sutra, once the Venerable of the Star Domain comes out, the next person to deal with is the butterfly in the flower.

"Knock"

In the depths of the battlefield, the bell rang again, and the aftermath echoed, resounding throughout the ancient battlefield.

The butterfly in the flower turned her head and looked at the plain figure in the distance, a tear flashed in her eyes, silently, and fell quietly.

Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen felt it, and looked back, however, there was only an empty starry sky, so quiet.

"The obsession of sentient beings, in what year, month, and day, ends"

Outside the ancient battlefield, the Moon Weaver Girl sighed softly, and after a while, she took the butterfly in the flower and walked away to resist the wind.

"Knock"

In the battlefield, the bells rang one after another, one after another, and the figures passed by, rushing towards the direction where the bells came from.

On the starry sky, the emperor in silver appeared in a silver robe, and the gorgeous clothes and silver bead curtain masks all showed the dignity of his identity.

"Your Highness"

Ying Qianjiang saluted.

"The ninth son of Momen replaced the chosen son to open the ancient battlefield, and the number of days will change accordingly, I need to recover my strength, should be a thousand rivers, and prepare for the sacrifice of life," Emperor Shentian said calmly.

"Yes"

Ying Qianjiang respectfully received the order.

In the depths of the battlefield, in the continuous vertical and horizontal mountains, the sound of bells came out, and I don't know where and where I don't know.

The bell echoed eleven rings, and then stopped, under the cold moon, in the spiraling mountains, rusty broken spears were inserted into the earth, thousands of notes, the breath from ancient times flowed, and under the aftermath of the bell, strangely preserved.

The bell fell, and half an hour later, figures arrived from different directions and swept through the mountains.

The huge mountain range, which is invisible in the world, stretches for thousands of miles, and human beings enter it like a drop in the ocean, and they can't set off the slightest storm.

Suyi manifested, entered the mountain, looked at the stone pillars standing in front of him, and without much hesitation, the figure swept by, and rushed forward at great speed.

Previously blocked by the Moon Weaver Girl, he had been delayed for a long time, and he had to hurry as soon as possible.

The immortal fate that the Venerable is looking for should be the way to ascend to the fourth realm, so far, he has never heard of the real fourth realm in the outer heavens, perhaps, this time he can find some clues.

Cultivating the Nine Grades, Degree the Three Tribulations and Five Tribulations, Experiencing the Three Realms, the Road of Cultivation, Starting from the Day After Tomorrow, to the Innate Small Success, and then experiencing the tempering of the Three Realms of Immortals, can you really be called a great cultivator.

However, it is said that above the stepping immortals, there is also the fourth realm of cultivation and completion, but it existed in ancient times, but it is not visible today.

According to his and Xiaoyue Mansion Lord's inference, the era when the four immortal realms still existed, the fourth realm, may be the critical point of mortal ascension.

Therefore, the legendary true immortal is likely to be a cultivator in the fourth realm or above the fourth realm.

"Knock"

Half an hour later, the bell rang again, and at midnight in the middle of the moon, the bell rang twelve times in a row, and sound waves rang out from the mountains and spread throughout the ancient battlefield.

The bell sounded, in the mountains, in the void, a huge bronze ancient bell phantom appeared, no one knocked on it, after tens of millions of years, it still has not changed in the slightest.

"Donghuang Bell"

Looking at the illusory shadow of the ancient bell in the void, the faces of the Star Domain Venerables changed, and the treasures of the Lord of the Eastern Immortal Realm turned out to be here.

Among the four immortal realms, the most powerful is undoubtedly the Eastern Immortal Realm, and the lord of the Eastern Immortal Realm is the invincible heaven and earth powerhouse of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, even the Queen Mother of the West who is in charge of the Western Immortal Realm is slightly inferior.

In the Eastern Immortal Realm in ancient times, there were two kinds of supreme treasure that shook the entire starry sky, one was the Zhuxian Sword, and the other was the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Unexpectedly, the Eastern Emperor Bell, which disappeared with the collapse of the Eastern Immortal Realm, actually appeared in this ancient battlefield.

After the bell rang twelve, the phantom of the bronze ancient bell on the sky gradually faded, and at this moment, on the void, several figures rose to the sky, joining hands to lock the phantom of the ancient bell.

"Knock"

The moment the breath of the four people touched the shadow of the bell, the ancient bell suddenly shook again, and a terrifying aftermath swayed, and the four people who were close to it shattered, and blood and bones were all over the sky, spilling down from the sky.

In the mountain range, the faces of the people who came suddenly changed, and no one urged them, how could the Eastern Emperor Bell still have such a powerful power.

"The silence of the six industries, the beginning of the day in Vientiane"

On a mountain peak, Wu Qingying looked at the bronze ancient bell in the void, and with a wave of his hand, a half-height red harp appeared in front of him, and then his slender hand pulled over the strings, and the invisible fairy sound spread out.

The immortal sound arrived, the heaven and the earth were silenced, and the moment the qin wave blocked the ancient bell, the Donghuang bell shook, and the immortal sound instantly collapsed.

The aftermath was reversed, Wu Qingying stumbled in his footsteps, vomited out a mouthful of vermilion, and looked at the bell shadow above the void, his beautiful face showed a shocked look, this bell turned out to be alive.

In the other direction, the blue light converged, the star marks were full of bows, the arrow light was about to come out, and one hand stopped in front of him.

"Don't be tempted, this bell is too weird, and it is likely to attract backlash if you shoot it easily," Mu Qianyan said in a condensed voice.

"Are you just waiting?" said Falling Star, in a deep voice.

"After all, there is still a gap between our cultivation and those Star Domain Venerables, there is no need to clash with them again because of an ancient bell of unknown origin, just wait and see what happens," Mu Qianyan said.

Luo Xingchen nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Knowing his fate, why don't you see any movement from him, he should have arrived earlier than us."

"Maybe it's been delayed by something, or maybe it's early, and we're waiting to see the situation."

Mu Qianyan replied uncertainly, a faint melancholy flashed between his eyebrows, he was also worried about this, knowing his fate was different from them, they could not care about these things, but he couldn't.

The three-body body is concentric, and the body of knowing the fate has less than a hundred years of life, one body, three bodies, even if he gets the ban of the years, he can't wait for the day when the immortal peach tree blooms and bears fruit.

There is no solution to this dilemma, unless he can break the mandate of heaven that mortals cannot step on immortals, but the reason why the mandate of heaven is called the mandate of heaven is because it is the will of heaven and no one can disobey it.

Knowing his fate and knowing the threat of the Lords, he still entered this battlefield regardless of it, presumably for this reason.

"Divine Machine, Help Me"

At the other end of the mountain, the woman in the moon-white dress spoke softly.

"Worship the moon, have you thought about it?"

The void rolled, and the divine machine walked out, looked at the woman, and said calmly.

"This Zhong Wu must get"

The Moon Venerable is the right color path.

"As you wish"

In the middle of the words, the purple light around the Shenji was flourishing, the clothes were hunting and flying, the whole heaven and earth turned into a chessboard, the stars were the sons, and the stars moved and the moon moved.

Seeing this, all the Venerables in the mountains looked stunned, no longer hesitated, and immediately made a move.

In an instant, one after another brilliance rose to the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth, and the breath of the true realm rose to the fullest, shaking the stars.

All the venerables made their moves, and the qi pierced the sky, pressing towards the ancient bell above the void, and the battle for immortal weapons was instantly white-hot.

"Knock"

The bell vibrate, and the sound waves spread round after circle, blocking the breath of the people.

At the moment of stalemate, in the hands of the Moon Worship Venerable, the Dingtian chessboard appeared, and above the nine heavens, the light of the stars fell, and the black and white sons flew to all sides of heaven and earth, turning into formations, suppressing the forces of all parties.

With one machine in the lead, the figure of the Moon Worshipping Venerable swept in front of the ancient bell, condensed the power of wind and clouds with his slender hands, and locked towards the ancient bell.

"I want this bell"

At this moment, on the void, the silver light gathered, and the Emperor Shentian walked out, turning his palm to gather the yuan, and the majestic and incomparable male force slapped the former.

The Moon Worship Venerable's expression sank, his slender hand turned around, and he turned his palm to meet him.

There was a violent earthquake, the aftermath of Wanjun roared, separated by countless spaces, in front of the altar, one after another kneeling figures were shattered, the sacrifice of life, the power passed through time and space, and spread to the ancient battlefield.

The power of life entered the body, and the strange light in the emperor's heavenly eyes suddenly flourished, and the palm momentum suddenly increased several times, and with a thud, it shook the Venerable in front of him.

"Ugh"

A hundred zhang away, the Moon Worship Venerable stabilized his body, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the silver-clothed man in front of him with his eyes, and he couldn't hide his shock.

Who is this person, how can he have such terrifying strength.

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