Canglan Xiuzhen Realm North. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the foggy Ling River, due to the perennial fog and the elusive fog beast in the fog. However, from the beginning of joining the sect, cultivators were strictly forbidden to enter this place. Despite this, there are a handful of unreasonable people who venture deeper into this Jedi. After hundreds of people disappeared one after another, this Jedi gradually became famous among many Xiuzhen sects.

And because of this, it has a unique tranquility that is different from other regions.

There are countless strange things about this Wuling River, and it has been rumored that a fog beast that has reached the stage of transformation has appeared in the Wuling River, and it has torn a peak power of the Divine Stage to pieces. And this is only the outlying area, and in the depths of the vast fog, no one has ever set foot in it.

At this moment, this forbidden land has never been set foot in by anyone. At this moment, the entrance to the depths welcomed the first visitor, a young man in black shirt who walked slowly.

Although this Fog Tomb River is a Jedi, the inner pill of this fog beast is of great help to the breakthrough of cultivators, and it has a miraculous effect on cultivation, alchemy, and refining weapons, so there are also many monks who have started the business of hunting fog beasts. As long as you don't go too deep into the fog, there won't be much danger.

Most of the monks who were resting here turned to the black-shirted young man with curious eyes, and the vast majority of cultivators immediately understood that this black-clothed young man was going to enter the depths of the Wuling River, which was known as the place of cultivation's death. It's just that the vast majority of people are gloating and want to watch this black-shirted young man being torn to pieces by the fierce fog beast.

Of course, there were also a very small number of cultivators who tried to dissuade this young man. For example, this middle-aged man, he hurriedly stepped forward and tried to hold the young man.

Perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, the middle-aged man unconsciously glanced at the waist of the black-shirted young man. There, a blood-colored dragon-shaped jade pendant was swaying slightly with the young man's footsteps.

Maybe it's just a very ordinary jade pendant. However, in the eyes of middle-aged cultivators, they were tantamount to those fierce fog beasts. made the middle-aged man's originally calm face suddenly appear pale.

The hand that was about to go to grab the young man's shoulder suddenly retracted.

"Blood Sword Venerable—Ink Night!"

The middle-aged man almost screamed, trying to suppress the fear in his heart. Secretly moved the true yuan and galloped backwards. After retreating sharply for dozens of feet, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped. Obviously, the reputation of this black-shirted young man is definitely well known.

And it is called the Honor of the Blood Sword, and this reputation is definitely not a good reputation

In this entire Canglan Continent, if anyone doesn't know the names of the three Divine Stage Venerables. The cultivators would only laugh and scold for ignorance, and if anyone didn't know about the Blood Sword Demon Venerable, they would definitely be scorned by the cultivators. Except for the old monsters who had been closed into the mountains a few years ago, the rest of the cultivators even the three Divine Stage Venerables in the world had heard of his murderous name, and they were afraid to avoid it.

Blood Sword Venerable-Mo Ye was originally just a cultivator of a small family with no name.

His original life can be said to be uneventful and even ordinary, until one day. A small sect that was also one of the best sects on the continent, the Zhenyuan Sect, was offended by his family, the Lanling Mo family. Forced by the strength of the Mo family's master, the sect master invited five Yang Yuan Realm powerhouses to wipe out the entire Mo family, leaving only Mo Ye, who was the young head of the Mo family at that time, was never found.

In the following decades, Zhen Yuanzong has been uneventful.

Until that day, it suddenly came that tens of thousands of disciples and their protectors, elders, and sect masters of the Zhenyuan Sect were all slaughtered overnight. And the cause of death is the sword in the eyebrows, and on its mountain gate, I don't know when someone wrote it in blood, bloody words, the one who destroyed the sect, Lanling Moye!

The two sect masters of Yuanzhenzong are both at the peak of the middle stage of the Tongshen, and these two are brothers, so they have the same mind. These two joined forces to go all out, and they could burst out with strength comparable to the peak of the late stage of the Psychic Period. And if Mo Ye can kill these two people, his strength must have reached the peak strength of the Tongshen Period, and it is even possible to step into the legendary realm of virtual reality in half a step. This extermination of the sect shook the entire cultivation realm, and for a time everyone was in danger.

Until one day, the three Peak Venerables of the Channeling Stage fought with Mo Ye on Sanssouci Island, and the three Channeling Peak powerhouses retreated in embarrassment.

Since then, no one has been willing to provoke this killing god.

"What is this god of killing here for? Could it be ......" the middle-aged man said secretly in his heart, thinking of that possibility. The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth couldn't help but show some joy.

A strong person who has reached the peak realm of Tongshen, ordinary mundane things no longer have much temptation for him. The only thing that can make people crazy at this stage is the immortal spirit treasure that can be promoted.

In fact, the Kiring River was not called the Kiryeong River a long time ago. It was once rumored that there were immortals fighting in heaven and earth here. And it is very likely that the Wuling River left immortal treasures, causing the immortal mist to be shrouded here. Now, the immortal energy is gone. Only the vast mist remains.

"Could it be that this ink night wants to use this immortal weapon to refine the primordial god into a void and take that step? If you interrupt it while it is promoted, it will inevitably be injured and your cultivation will fall, and I will ...... it again when the time comes" Thinking of this possibility, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be a little happy, and hurriedly set up his magic weapon and flew towards his sect team.

It turns out that no matter where. The spread rate of messages is the highest.

In a dark corner of the Wuling River, a woman in a purple robe heard the news and muttered for a moment. The jade hand decisively crushed the transmission note, and saw that where the transmission note was broken, a purple light rose to the sky. It's just that she is not the only one who has found out about it, in a corner she doesn't know. There are also different colors of transmission notes rising to the sky one after another......

To the south of Canglan, a towering peak stands tall among the mountains, which looks a little out of the crowd. At the summit of the peak, the white snow shimmered golden in the sun, and at the top of the peak was a wooden house abruptly built. In the wooden house, an old man in a pale cyan robe looked at the transmission note in his hand and was a little sluggish.

After a while, the old man slowly came back to his senses. He muttered, "Could it be that there really something in that Jedi that attracts that evil star?" If that's the case, then I'm going to see it. The old man waved the dust in his hand, and his figure flashed out of the wooden house. Turning into a streamer, it flashed away in the direction of the Kiring River. And in the rest of the Canglan several famous sects of the mountain gate hidden place. Some of the old men in Taoist robes all looked at each other. After glancing at each other, there was silence. All of them turned into a streamer and rushed straight towards the Wuling River.

In the depths of the Wuling River, Mo Ye pointed at each other and raised his sword. Every stab carried an extremely sharp sword momentum, and every time Mo Ye came out of the sword, it brought a terrible scream.

And a few hours after it entered the Wuling River, no less than thousands of misty beasts had died under his fingers. Among them, there were even some mist beasts that were only one foot away from the Void God Realm. Mo Ye struck out again with a finger as he walked forward, and the silent wave of qi instantly killed dozens of fog beasts in front of him, Mo Ye casually flicked away the beast blood that was splashed on his hand, and looked at the corpse on the ground with a little contempt.

In fact, he came to Wuling River this time to prepare to survive the Refining Void Tribulation, so as to advance to the Void Realm Realm. And the place he was going to was the secret depths of the Wuling River, Mo Ye had received news in an ancient cultivation cave mansion that monks needed extremely large spiritual power to promote to the virtual realm, and ordinary monks only when they advanced to the spiritual gods, the Heavenly Dao would lead a small number of spiritual springs to the monks to exercise the original gods, and among the ancient cultivators, there were people who had seen the existence of the spiritual springs in the Wuling River.

Mo Ye closed his eyes and felt the more and more intense fluctuations of the Yuan Shen in his body. Mo Ye knew that the Apocalypse would soon come. Before he could do that, he had to find a safe place to escape. Mo Ye couldn't help but speed up, and rushed towards the spring marked on the quaint map in his hand...

On the periphery of the Wuling River, several old men looked at the corpses of the fog beasts that were constantly being transported out of the fog. He stared at several large corpses with surprised faces, they were all psychic peak monsters who had lived for hundreds of years, how could they not recognize the corpses of the fog demon beasts in the realm of psychics.

Obviously, although the demonic beasts of the Channeling Period are rare, they are not unseen, but it is a little terrifying that such a large number of Demonic Beasts of the Channeling Period are all Demonic Beasts, and killing their team members is obviously a one-hit kill. Where did they not know that the Warcraft and the humans of the same level, the former could kill three of the latter without effort.

The old man at the head looked at the corpses of the demonic beasts that were being transported out in a steady stream, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. A thought kept amplifying in his heart. "Kill this person at all costs. Although this ink night is only in the channeling period now, if he is allowed to grow into a god refining and breaking the void powerhouse, he and others will have no place to live. ”

The thoughts of several old men seemed to be the same, only to see an old man in a pale cyan Taoist robe, slowly straighten up, and said righteously: "Fellow Daoists, that demon is in this fog, if he finds that treasure and successfully advances to the virtual realm, then from now on, there will be no place for us to live in the righteous path, it is better to use the ancient formation left by our sect to slaughter it while it is still fledgling." And even if it can't be slaughtered, it can be trapped for a thousand years, so it's better to give up this skin to protect my righteous path for a thousand years of peace. Everyone looked at each other. After a while, they all nodded in agreement.

The ancient formation is called the Tiangang Demon Extermination Array, which was created by the ancient righteous path patriarch Xiaoyaozi. This formation requires a minimum of thirty-six mid-stage Spirit God powerhouses to initiate. However, this formation is different from other formations, but it does not cost the true yuan, but the life yuan of the implementer. Once the formation is initiated, even if the intruder is not erased, he will be trapped in the formation until the longevity of the formation host is exhausted after ten thousand years. It's just that once this array is initiated, it will be involved with the caster. It is a mortal array.

These thirty-six spiritual powerhouses are all masters of one sect, and most of them are righteous sects. In order to protect the long-lasting foundation of the sect, the majority of those who voluntarily participated in the implementation of the formation.

Under the leadership of the old man in the pale cyan robe, he rushed into the majestic fog of the Wuling River.

The visibility in the fog was almost zero, but the divine consciousness was not affected in it, and everyone exuded their divine consciousness to scan the surroundings, and the group of people quickly galloped away in the direction where the ink night was going......

Mo Ye searched in the valley for a long time, and finally found the valley marked on the dark yellow map after a few hours. In the middle of the valley is a pale green spring, the spring is trickling out of the pale green spring water, surrounded by spiritual energy, like a fairyland.

"This should be the Spirit Fountain I'm looking for." Mo Ye did not hesitate to take off his shirt, revealing his skin as smooth as a newborn, and jumped into the spring above the spring.

Mo Ye sat down cross-legged in the spring water, and the true yuan in the dantian revealed through his body and slowly collected the spiritual power emanating from the spring. The rich True Yuan wrapped the power of this spirit god and refined it with a trace. In the middle of the night, Mo Ye's eyes opened slightly. He sighed: "This spiritual fountain is indeed a strange thing. Just refining a wisp of overflowing aura made my bottleneck vaguely loose. If you continue to refine like this, you will soon be able to break through, it seems that I need to work harder, the catastrophe is coming. ”

Outside the valley, the old man and his party looked a little embarrassed, none of them had the strength to dominate the world like Mo Ye. Just encountering a mist beast at the peak of the spirit god left them at a loss.

Finally, after slaying the mist beast at the peak of the spirit god with great effort. The group discovered the valley where Mo Ye was, and just as they wanted to go to the valley to rest, an extremely powerful spiritual wave suddenly spread out of the valley.

The face of the old man in the Taoist robe changed, not good! Ink Night is about to hit the Void. Fellow Daoists, follow the old man to destroy this demon! The group rushed to the beautiful valley...

In the valley, Mo Ye is absorbing the power of the spirit god selflessly, at this moment. His mind was on the bottleneck, and he didn't notice the approaching crowd.

The old man and the others rushed to the spring and looked at the ink night soaking in the spring. The old man's expressions changed slightly, and the old man shouted, "Array!" The thirty-six men were quickly grouped together in some strange arrangement.

The thirty-six men were arranged in a strange way to surround the spring where Mo Ye was located.

Vaguely, a general trend of heaven and earth was condensed above the formation by this strange arrangement after everyone formed a formation. And this condensed general trend of heaven and earth has vaguely condensed into a sign of substance.

Suddenly, Mo Ye, who was sitting cross-legged in the spring water, slowly opened his eyes and slammed into the position of the old man in the cyan robe......

The old man in the green robe looked at the swooping Mo Ye, and a sneer flashed on the corner of his mouth. Randomly whispered: "Rise up - Tiangang slay demons!" ”

Suddenly, a powerful force of heaven and earth knocked Mo Ye out of the air. Mo Ye slammed down on a boulder, and the terrifying force actually smashed the boulder to pieces.

Mo Ye slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and lost the blow, at this moment his heart was extremely anxious and at the same time with a little bit of joy, "The power of this big array is so terrifying, if I break through to the virtual realm." Then I should be able to use this powerful power as well. ”

Mo Ye knew that even if he managed to escape today, he would be powerless to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation. Under that catastrophe, it is also worth falling into the fate of a dead person. It's better to do your best, fight to the death, and maybe you can use this formation to share part of the heavenly calamity.

Without estimating, Mo Ye's feet moved slightly, and his body slowly floated into the void. In his hand, a black long sword appeared at some point, and the hand of "Black Sword-Ink Night" Mo Ye slowly stroked the blade. The thumb and index finger clasp the sword to make a sword gesture. Suddenly, the surrounding spiritual power rules seemed to have thoughts, and they wound towards the tip of the sword.

Seeing Mo Ye's actions like this, the face of the old man in the Dao robe above the big array changed greatly, and he shouted: "It's not good, that demon is going to use a killing move, all fellow Daoists, quickly activate the formation and kill this person!" ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately entered Shouyuan without reservation. With the endless influx of Shouyuan, the general trend of heaven and earth in the formation became stronger and stronger.

Mo Ye looked at the flustered old man and a group of people, and said with a cruel smile: "Since today, you want to keep Mo. Then, stay in the Wuling River with Mo! ”

Hearing this slightly crazy voice, the old man didn't manage his finances and shouted, "Tiangang Six Methods - Demon Slayer!" The huge momentum of heaven and earth was guided by the old man, and he rushed towards Mo Ye fiercely.

At this moment, the sword in Mo Ye's hand moved. An incomparable aura rushed straight towards the formation formed by the old men, and the training was stalemate with the general trend of heaven and earth for a moment, and suddenly burst violently.

Suddenly, a violent roar came from the sky, harmonizing with the violent roar in the valley. The catastrophe has come!

A blood-red light swept down the valley......

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