At the end of antiquity, the catastrophe of heaven and earth came without warning, and the star field was like a leaky ball, the aura was lost, and there was an invasion of different kinds of energy, which was: the vitality of heaven and earth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The spiritual energy is lost, and the spiritual veins buried deep underground are infected by the vitality of heaven and earth, and under the influence of the power of the law, indescribable changes occur, and the spiritual veins are conceived into spirits, shape the body, contain spiritual wisdom, and break through the ground.

Yuan Kui devours the ubiquitous vitality in the heaven and earth as food, and produces spiritual beads that are extremely important to monks, so the spiritual beads also have the nickname of dung balls, and it is precisely because the spiritual beads are produced to the Yuan Kui of the spiritual vein transformation that they are named: spiritual beads.

The spirit stone and the spirit stone vein are divided into grades, and the Yuan Kui transformed by the spirit stone vein also has a grade division, but from the appearance, it is difficult to distinguish the grade from the outside, and can only be distinguished by the quantity and quality of the spirit beads it produces.

Yuan Kui is a phase of four products, lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade, corresponding to the four grades of immortal cultivators, true immortals, immortal monarchs, immortal zun, and immortal saints.

The best Yuan Kui is outside the list, and it has almost a powerful cultivation equivalent to the four-grade fruit rank immortal saint, although the water is very large, but it is more than enough compared to the third-grade fruit rank immortal zun, and the spiritual wisdom is no different from ordinary people, and even better.

A superb Yuan Kui with extremely strong strength and a high level of spiritual intelligence would allow the Terran monks to use it as an animal? Captive for the production of high-grade spirit beads? Obviously, the possibility does not exist, so the combination of the above factors led to the emergence of special groups such as "witch media".

To be selected as a witch coal must be a person born with a strong soul, and it has been cultivated since childhood in a special way, and after the secret method of the miraculous method is refined, it is integrated with the best Yuankui, accompanied by a number of years of long running-in, and finally the Yuankui Divine Soul and the Coal Witch Divine Soul are completely indistinguishable.

As for the low-grade Yuankui, the monk didn't need to use such complicated and costly means to control it at all, and the low-level Yuankui's divine soul and spiritual wisdom couldn't withstand the backlash of merging with the witch medium secret technique.

Because of the relationship between Wu Coal and the fusion of the best Yuankui, Shou Yuan has no end, and it is theoretically immortal, but the price is that Wu Coal has no mind of its own, which is more unbearable than a slave, just like a marionette, limited by the thinking of the "master", and faithfully executes all the orders of the "master".

They were lucky, even if the Immortal Saints of the Four Rank Fruit Rank were exhausted one day, at least they directly possessed the immortality that the monk could not ask for. They are also extremely unfortunate, and while losing themselves, they are also used as tools by the monks to restrain and control the best yuankui. The word "witch media" is just like a portrayal of their lives, circulating in the two eras of the cultivation realm, spanning the first and second tribulations so far, long enough! But few people know, and these two words have no meaning at all, just a pronoun, an indifferent title.

Therefore, when the best Yuan Kui surfaced out of the Bihu of Xiaotian Sect's hidden small world operation formation, and a witch medium was embedded in each of its eye sockets, the faces of the remaining five immortals of the alliance changed greatly, and while they suddenly paused in the air to rush forward, they immediately turned around and ran away.

"It's the best Yuankui, let's go." An alliance immortal unleashed a divine thought to envelop all directions, and did not forget to remind his companions while fleeing the road.

The waves of the blue lake are monstrous, the milky white lens beast scratches the surface of the water, the huge body stretches out enough to land, the lens giant claw presses, the soil and rocks on the shore fly, the dust rises high, and at the same time, the huge body of the best Yuankui submerged in the lake water bursts out of a large section, the head is completely exposed, the thick neck is half buried in the water, the crystalline body is angular and distinct, and the reflection is colorful.

The best Yuankui's eye sockets slowly turned, godless and ruthless, and then looked up to the sky and roared silently, like a wolf roaring the moon. The mission of the witch media (the best yuankui), or the order it received from the master, is to kill all the monks who try to get close to Bihu, and on the premise of not leaving the protection target Bihu, there is no one left alive.

A flawless Lingyuan jade was condensed and generated, and the black and white streamers around the black and white Lingyuan jade were running endlessly, followed by four Lingyuan jades. Five Lingyuan jades of ten zhang size, black and white, were frozen in the air, and the best Yuankui roared like the giant mouth of the cave abyss, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the five Lingyuan jades shook in the air, and the lightning flashed without a trace.

Five essence-like Spirit Yuan Jade flashed behind the five Alliance Immortals who fled for their lives, collided, and then disappeared, along with the five Alliance Immortals who were galloping away. After the three breaths, more than 300 miles away in five directions, each raging flame storm bloomed at the same time, slowly expanding and devouring everything along the way, and the red smoke that rushed to the sky was like a spatial rift, hideous and extremely beautiful.

The illusion of Ling Yuanyu's spatial jump was due to its extreme speed. Faintly comparable to the cultivation strength of the fourth-grade fruit rank immortal saint, even if the top-grade Lingyuan jade is replaced by the third-grade fruit rank immortal venerable, he does not dare to have the slightest carelessness, not to mention these immortal monarchs and true immortals who only have the first and second grade fruit ranks.

Heaven and earth shook five times in a row, in the cyan rainstorm, in the sound of immortals, immortals! Like a monk who steps on the sky, life is fleeting, and as fragile as a mortal like an ant.

The crystalline body of the best Yuan Kui is dazzling, and the water chestnut angle of the whole body is clearly angled, and it once again leans out of its forelimbs and clings to the shore, shaking its body to surface in a relay of relay.

"Evil Barrier!"

At this moment, a roaring sound came from outside the sky, and a pink illusory hundred-zhang long sword fell from the sky, slashing the head of the best Yuankui, and knocking it back into the blue lake.

Followed by a series of colorful energy pillars of light into the blue lake, only in a dozen breaths of time, at least more than a thousand energy pillars of light tilted, bombarded indiscriminately, for a time the water waves of the blue lake overturned like a tsunami, and the water vapor evaporated and filled a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Fellow Daoists, go to the top to help first, and I will break the operation formation of the small world of Xiaotian Sect and break the foundation of its inheritance. The rest of the Heavenly Stepping Monks killed all the living beings in the Xiaotian Sect, and mortals and monks were not allowed to let go. ”

In the sky on one side, more than 10,000 huge warships and warships were suspended in the air, and outside each hull was a hazy light flowing, constantly condensing energy and roaring at the blue lake. When the female voice came out again, the battleship and battleship immediately stopped spraying energy light pillars, and seven or eight million monks flew out to kill them.

More than a hundred figures jumped into the air, all of them were Alliance cultivators of True Immortal cultivation or above, rushing into the sky that was shattered into a net and joining the battle group above.

They were the group of alliance monks who came from the starry sky, and the starry sky was thousands of miles away from the immortals, and this distance was nothing at all. It was the hundreds of immortals of Xiaotian Sect who fought for their lives and tried their best to let go of their own mental performance world, which caused the small cave heaven (mental performance world) in their bodies to overlap to a high degree, and the scene of space fragmentation appeared, so that the immortals who should have been thousands of miles away could only "slowly" fly in the sky.

As for the number of monks fighting in the mountain gate of Xiaotian Sect exceeding 10 million, this number is not an exaggeration at all, the alliance of destroying Xiaotian Sect composed of forty-five sects, and all of them are 10,000-year-old sects that occupy one or more planets as their foundation, can gather tens of millions of monks, which is normal.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that in the Xiaotian Sect and the sect, the sum of mortals and monks must be calculated in hundreds of millions, and the huge Xiaotian Sect is wider than the area of the motherland in Zhao Yunfan's previous life, so the monks are fighting in the Xiaotian Sect, and they are embarrassed to even mention the word "squeeze".

However, there were really seven or eight million monks who swooped down together, and only the monks in the Xiaotian Sect could experience that breathtaking sense of oppression.

Ye Lengwei, the thirty-fourth generation sect master of the Sword Sect, held a pink soft sword in his hand, turning into a long rainbow and galloping, aiming at the white steaming blue lake.

Ten miles away from Bihu, an old man dressed in gray and white cloth appeared on the road ahead of Ye Lenghong, he slapped his palm with a flying hair, and the mana on his palm burst out like a tide, and the neon white light was hazy, flickering bright and dark.

Tsing Yi Ye Leng was not shocked, the pink soft sword in his hand was stacked with thousands of sword shadows, and the space in front of him was cut into countless pieces, with black lines and white fragments.

The sword and the palm intersected, in the deafening roar, within a radius of ten miles, the mountain peaks turned into powder, the escaping aftermath cut three feet to the ground, the ground under the feet of the two of them fighting, forming a semicircular hundred-zhang deep pit, the air waves blew away the white mist around the blue lake, overturned most of the lake, and the shore "tsunami" flooded into a piece of land.

At the same time, the best Yuankui broke through the blue lake with only half of the lake left, jumped high and landed, the ground shook the mountain, and after stabilizing its body, it leaned forward slightly and bowed its head. The gray-and-white cloth-clothed old man closed his palms behind him, his throat rolled, as if he was swallowing something, and he stepped backwards in the air for a hundred steps to unload his force, and fell lightly on the top of the top of the best Yuankui.

On the other end, Tsing Yi Pink Sword Ye Leng flew upside down for more than ten miles, hit two mountain peaks, and pulled out a long dragon of smoke and dust on the ground, she stroked her messy long hair, clenched her fists to wipe the bloodshot from the corners of her mouth, and coldly looked at the gray-and-white cloth-clothed old man standing above the head of the best Yuankui in front of her, and said: "The second generation sect master of Xiaotian Sect, Huang Boyi. ”

Standing on the top of the head of the superb Yuankui that resembles an orangutan, and the height of the mountain peaks in the distance, Huang Boyi, the second-generation sect master of Xiaotian Sect, arched his hand with a smile and said: "The thirty-fourth generation sect master of the Sword Sect, the cold fairy Ye Lengwei, Ye Daoyou, the demeanor is still the same. ”

While the two were talking, the battle above stopped, divided into two groups of people flickering and gathering, behind the second-generation sect master Huang Boyi stood only more than one hundred and sixty Xiaotian Sect monks, Yun Xiaozi, Huang Hefei, the previous sect masters were still there, and the monks present in Xiaotian Sect were not only more or less injured, but also killed at least sixty or seventy high-end immortals of Xiaotian Sect.

Although the quality of Xiaotian Sect's high-end monks was still slightly superior, it could not make up for the huge gap in quantity. Ye Lengwei gathered more than 300 alliance monks beside him, and the alliance true immortal and above monks lost at least more than 200 people, and the loss was not heavy.

Even so, Ye Lengwei smiled coldly and sneered: "Why bother? Old horseman, let's fight on your own! ”

"Why are all the Daoists gathered here, the old man doesn't understand very much, Faceless and Zhen Mingshe want to seek the Yuanling Heavenly Root of the Xiaotian Sect and the relics of the saints, what do they have to do with you?" When Huang Boyi, the second-generation sect leader of Xiaotian Sect, spoke, his right hand that finally stopped trembling and poked out from behind his back.

"Hey... It only took 100,000 years for the Xiaotian Sect to surpass many sects, and how many reasons Yun Boqi caused this back then, now is naturally the time to repay the fruit! A young Alliance monk spoke, his eyes cold as if he thought of someone he hated so much.

"It turned out to be the cause and effect of the ancestor, as a younger disciple, he should have to inherit the next, but he just relied on external forces but the cause and effect, don't you know that the cycle of cause and effect repeats?" The second-generation sect leader Huang Boyi replied lightly.

"Quack, the seventeenth generation sect master of the contemptible Langyue Pavilion, come to repay Yun Boqi's hatred for killing my master back then!" After the monk finished speaking, he slashed the palm of his right hand with one hand, and then slapped it forward, and the dense black runes spread out from his palm, flashing brightly, blood sprouted, and white smoke rose out of thin air.

"Psychic? Blood Pact Summons"

One person made a move, and everyone followed suit, and the enemy and the monks scattered, and the white smoke that summoned the true spirit of the blood contract exploded one after another on both sides of the alliance and Xiaotian Sect, and the roars of beasts came out of the white smoke one after another, and strange beasts descended. During the period, the Dao method, the magic method, and the supernatural power and brilliance reflected each other, and the strangulation was carried out, mixed with a large number of immortal weapons and magic weapons, like a long rainbow through the sun, and collided with each other.

After a brief lull, the war was over. The huge roar was clearly audible in half of the moon star, and the terrifying waves of qi swept through the whistling, and the aftermath of the immortal battle turned the range of thousands of miles into a forbidden area of death.

However, on the top of a mountain seven hundred miles away, a white-clothed monk listened to the sound of immortals bathed in the cyan rainstorm, he held a jade pendant in his hand, and looked at the direction of Bihu with a bitter face.

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