Tong Jialin's father, Tong Tianlao, is an extremely handsome and handsome, sharp-eyed middle-aged monk, and a monk at the peak of the fifth turn.

Promise had known each other before, but he hadn't spoken much.

At this time, Tong Tianlao saw that the promise turned out to be a cultivation in the late stage of the fifth turn, so his eyes showed a strange light, and he couldn't help but praise angrily: "You are the promise! I often hear Yue Yue and Lin Lin mention you...... It's really extraordinary......"

Xu Promise was humble for a few words, and Ding Zhihong and the others were also shocked after seeing the cultivation of Xu Promise and Ye Qingchen soar like this.

And Ding Zhihong himself was also promoted to the realm of the early stage of the sixth revolution not long ago.

At this time, the speed was much faster, and in an hour, it flew more than 5,000 miles.

As they swept through the air, a huge round island appeared in front of them.

This is the location of this sacrifice, Alcatraz.

Directly above the island was empty, and the skies above the slightly outer periphery were almost entirely occupied by stranded monks. On the sea around the island, there are countless large ships.

The strength of those who came here was not bad, at least they were third-turn monks.

Seeing that the number of people is at least close to 10 million, dense, covering the sky and the sun, it is even more shocking than the locusts passing through.

There are tens of thousands of people in black who are surrounded by several layers of black-clothed people in the innermost circle like iron buckets, and there are tens of thousands of them, who are monks who maintain order in the Western world.

They built layers of iron walls over Alcatraz to prevent any monks from approaching Alcatraz from above.

And below. The ground of this island, which is a hundred miles in diameter, has been filled in very flat, and a high platform has been built in the middle, which is probably the place where the sacrifice ceremony is held.

It was past ten o'clock, and there was still more than an hour before twelve o'clock in the afternoon, but everything was ready.

There was a long white marble platform on the platform, on which Liu Rurui's petite body was lying.

Her legs, arms, neck, and waist were chained to the platform.

When I looked at the promise from afar, I couldn't help but be angry.

It was just that around her, the six six-turn powerhouses in the west stood in six directions, faintly forming a six-pointed star, surrounding it in the middle.

Archangels, Sildira and others are impressively listed.

On the high platform between them, there are simple and mysterious patterns depicted, which make their breath become one, faintly beyond the boundaries of the six turns.

And everyone's breath is the peak of the sixth turn.

Seeing this, almost all of them had their pupils constricted.

Obviously, this is a very clever and mysterious formation, with the help of it, the six people within the formation can attack together, and they can exert a strength far beyond their own realm.

No one in the True Spirit Star has the means to do this.

Almost all the people with relatively high vision thought of that Purple Cloud Great Immortal.

It should have been passed on to these people.

Because of the prestige of Ding Zhihong, Tong Tianlao and others, as well as the strong aura exuded from their bodies, after they arrived, the people gathered over Alcatraz Island involuntarily gave them a way, and they were not polite, they drove straight in, and stopped directly on the outskirts of the island.

When he approached Alcatraz Island, he really wanted to sense the aura of that great immortal, and if he could copy his talent, he would be more sure of today's actions.

It's just that he was very cautious at this time, after all, the power of that kind of strong man couldn't be guessed, so after arriving near Alcatraz Island, not only did he not spread his thoughts, but even hid it.

And as they approached here, a vague, cold thought swept over them like lightning.

Obviously, this is the Purple Cloud Great Immortal.

The mind swept over, even if the promise did not deliberately sweep with the mind, the breath was instantly sensed by the promise.

That kind of toughness, I have never seen it before.

The real panic is like the sky.

Even the will of heaven and earth that he had felt in the No. 1 secret realm seemed to be far inferior to this great immortal because of his strength level......

The promise couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, and my scalp tingled.

But that's about it.

He has the talent of the true meaning of heaven and earth, and he has the physique of the true body of ten thousand laws, how powerful his spiritual intent is, not to mention that this great immortal is only secretly checking, and he has not launched his own coercion, so naturally he has not been affected by anything.

And an instant later, an incomparably beautiful voice sounded in his head:

"Discover the human immortal-level wind system talent!

Promise to hear the prompt sound of the system, the excitement and shock in my heart is indescribable.

Immortal level!

It turned out to be a human immortal!

Above the Venerable level, there is the saint level, and then the emperor level, and above the emperor level, it is the human immortal level.

The Venerable-level talent he had obtained before was already unprecedentedly powerful, not to mention that this was several large levels higher than the Venerable Level.

The talent of the human immortal level can really be regarded as the posture of an immortal.

It is no wonder that this Purple Cloud Great Immortal is less than twenty years old, and he has such terrifying realm strength, treating the entire True Spirit Star cultivator as if he were nothing.

Objectively speaking, he really has this qualification.

And another extremely important question, what is the true strength of this great immortal?

Promises are completely unconceptual......

More than seven turns is certain, eighth, nine, ten, and even Venerable-level realms are possible, and even the saints and emperors above them cannot be said to be impossible.

Even in the realm of human immortals, there is a certain chance......

With such a large span, Xu Yu felt that it was completely meaningless to guess his cultivation realm.

It's just that......

This person has such a terrifying talent level, even if it is the most ordinary wind system, even if it is only the seventh-turn realm, the strength is probably incomparably perverted, let alone a higher realm.

Fortunately......

To some extent, the world of True Spirit Star is somewhat similar to the No. 1 Secret Realm, that is, it is difficult for monks to exert their strength of seven turns or above.

But there are no absolutes, and besides, maybe this great immortal has mastered powerful and mysterious secret forbidden techniques and the like, so that he can break free from this restriction, even if he can reach this level for a moment, it will be an incomparably headache......

In a way, he and his companions knew they couldn't do it, like moths to a fire.

Xu Xu was shocked, sighed, and thought about his emotions when his breath did not leak in the slightest, and almost no outsider could feel his mood fluctuations......

However, Xu Yu was a little surprised to find that in addition to himself, Ye Qingchen and Dai Qisi actually discovered each other's scans, and their breath fluctuated slightly.

At the same time, they also looked at it with concern after seeing the promise look different.

And Ding Zhihong, no one found out.

The idea of this Purple Cloud Great Immortal is extremely vague. Dai Qisi is an amethyst-level talent in the sixth-turn realm, coupled with the identity of a co-path, she is naturally strong, and it is normal to be able to sense it, and the strength of Ye Qingchen's spiritual mind is obviously much stronger than what he expected.

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