The 5,000 fleet led by the sixth captain of the boat slowly rose out of the lake, bringing terrifying pressure to the cultivators of the world who did not make a good choice on the great lake.

Although most of the cultivators were still watching, a faint voice came from the Qixia Holy Land: "Then let's fight!"

"Cursive, you're still alive?"

When that voice came, the face of the old man in the canopy boat changed suddenly, and his eyes seemed to be on the canopy woven of cork overhead, wanting to see through the source of the voice in the Qixia Holy Land: "Seventy thousand years ago, during the battle of the Tianxuan Mountain Range, I didn't expect your Dao heart to be more stable. Now that you have appeared, then those who were sanctified in the first place should still appear. ”

"You're right, so let's fight. ”

The old man who was holding the boat did not fall, and a faint voice sounded in the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.

"Yuan Feng wolf, you are still alive. Then, the one in the North Tower must also be alive, I'm right, Ten Thousand Demon King, let Bei Guyan come out. My six disciples don't need your powers to secretly make a move, so they will think too highly of him. ”

The old man of the boat was sitting in the center of the canopy at the moment, the small awning boat was like nailing to the surface of the big lake, motionless, as long as the invisible evil qi spread around, the old man continued to say: "I thought that after 70,000 years of erosion, as well as the temptation of the immortal martial world, there is not much power on the Middle Earth Continent now, I didn't expect you to be still there, and it is really the honor of my six disciples to have the honor to fight with you great power today." ”

"Oh?" "Oh?" On the side of the Western Autumn Dynasty, a terrifying aura came out, followed by the side of the Southern Chu Heavenly Dynasty, and a terrifying aura directly turned into a heavenly sound and spread to the Great Lake, and said with great interest: "So, old ghost, you don't plan to do it yourself?"

When the old man heard this, the look of surprise on his face became much less, and he became much more indifferent: "It turned out to be the two ancient martial emperors of the Southern Chu Heavenly Dynasty and the Western Autumn Dynasty, it's not that I don't want to do it myself, it's just that the Ten Thousand Demon King and the Heavenly Silkworm Gate are in the way, and it is impossible for me to bypass them." ”

"You think too highly of yourself. On the tree, the silkworm, who had not spoken for a long time, said with disdain: "Do you think you can monopolize me and the other five people? Tonight, I will only destroy your boat supporter, and I will not tell you any morality." ”

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a rumbling sound sounded in the originally quiet awning boat, and a figure covered in black and gold light directly passed through the roof of the awning boat, appearing on the top of the boat to cause the wind to rise, and the acanning boat was still intact.

After the voice covered with black gold light appeared, it did not stop at all, and directly turned into a black gold light and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Demon King and the Heavenly Silkworm on the Heavenly Tree that seemed not far away.

"You finally dare to come out!"

The Ten Thousand Demon King roared, and the terrifying aura that shook the heavens and the earth reappeared, rushing towards the black gold light.

"The sky and the earth are lacking and it is difficult to support the lonely trees, and the remnants of the mountains move the middle earth!"

On the Tongtian tree, the silkworm shouted loudly, and then above the huge Tongtian tree, a huge and incomparably broken world appeared, and then wrapped the Tongtian tree into a tattered mountain of less than ten zhang, pressing towards the black gold light.

In a moment, the Ten Thousand Demon King and the Tattered Mountains collided with the black gold light five miles away from the Great Lake, creating a terrifying wave of qi, and then began to turn into countless afterimages and continue to collide with each other.

The cultivators on the big lake couldn't see how the three parties were fighting at all, they could only see the three rays of light and shadow rushing around, looking at the battle situation, the golden light turned into the old man who supported the boat was not weaker than the joint efforts of the Ten Thousand Demon King and the Tongtian Arbor, and he faintly had some upper hand.

"Now that Your Excellency has already made a move, then the big names of the Middle-earth Continent, my ghost car clan will finally be able to compete with you. ”

On the big lake, the ghost car led the five thousand fleets of his clan in a fan-shaped row, he took the lead, standing on the deck of the lead ship, and behind him appeared a huge strange bird phantom with two wings and nine heads, and the nine bird heads of different shapes spit out nine different colors of breath in nine directions, making the void faintly have a tendency to shatter, making people shudder.

Ghost Car - Nine-headed Bird!

"It turned out to be a soul bird, the legend is that it feeds on the soul of the cultivator, and it is ferocious, I heard that it was exterminated hundreds of thousands of years ago, and I didn't expect that there are so many left in the world!"

There are big people who tell the relevant legends of the ghost car clan, which attracts the world's cultivators to look sideways, and then many people move closer to several major forces, while more people choose to flee away, wanting to leave the place of right and wrong completely.

However, those who wanted to leave found that they had nowhere to go, because the entire area around the Great Lake had been sealed by an invisible large array, so that the cultivators in the world could only enter and not leave.

"How is it possible? Who has the ability to seal the entire Tianxuan Mountain Range and the Hundred Miles Great Lake?" Those who wanted to leave were shocked, looking at their companions and not knowing what to do.

"Shuntianfu!" Some cultivators who wanted to leave instantly understood what was happening, their words were cold, and they gritted their teeth and spit out the three words Shuntianfu.

"Shuntianfu didn't think about letting us leave, either obey or die. "Some cultivators have already begun to weigh the gains and losses in their hearts, looking at the several major fleets of the boat supporters, and also looking at the major Middle-earth Continent forces led by the Tianxuan Sect Daomen.

Some of the casual cultivators had begun to waver, moving closer to the fleet led by the sixth ship.

While the other cultivators stayed where they were in place, still watching from the wall, because in their hearts there were countless terrifying people hidden in the Middle-earth continent, and there were more than just these powers on the surface.

The sixth boat elder looked at the countless scattered cultivators on the edge of the big lake and was still hesitating, attracting the nine spiritual energies between heaven and earth to ensure that his voice could be heard clearly by cultivators within a hundred miles: "Although you scattered cultivators are nothing, as long as you are willing to return to the Venerable Shun Boat Supporter, Shun Tianfu will definitely leave you a way to live, and from now on you will guard the Middle-earth Continent together with the Boat Supporter, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, those cultivators who were hesitating immediately released their breath when they heard this, and flew towards the fleet of the sixth ship.

A sword light rose, and a person's breath followed behind the sword light with great strength, and shouted loudly as he flew: "I was born under the sky, I should obey the will of the sky, I am the little sword saint Tang Zhongtang, and I am willing to advance and retreat with the boat supporter!"

"It's the little sword master! I didn't expect him to compromise so quickly. Let's go too. Some casual cultivators heard the shouts of the Little Sword Saint Tang Zhongtang, and their already undetermined hearts shook even more, and finally gritted their teeth and rose to the sky, heading towards the fleet of the sixth ship.

There are countless cultivators in the world, and there are even more countless casual cultivators, but there are not many casual cultivators who can rush to the Great Lake tonight, only twenty or thirty thousand people, and they are all cultivators who can fly on the winding path.

In just a few moments, as many as 20,000 scattered cultivators flew towards the fleet of the sixth ship.

At the top of an immortal cloud, one of the two ancient martial emperors of the Southern Chu Heaven Dynasty and the Western Autumn Dynasty said a little unnaturally: "If this continues, something big will happen, and we must find a way to stop them." ”

Far away from the two Great Heavenly Empires, Yuan Feng Wolf said calmly: "Could it be that Tianxuanzong has no backhand? They should have expected this situation a long time ago, and they should have a countermeasure. ”

In the crowd of Qixia Holy Land, the ordinary oblique cursive script held the black iron paintbrush in his hand, and wrote a few words in the air leisurely, and those words instantly turned into a hundred zhang big characters, flashing bright purple light and manifesting on the big lake: "The Buddha came out of the western soil, the Daomen moved south, and the eastern abyss was silent." The sky destroys the Buddha, the Taoist ancestor travels eastward, and then there is Qixia. In the name of the Dao Ancestor, the sixteenth generation of the Holy Lord of Qixia Holy Land obliquely cursive, welcomes the Daomen to descend on the Eastern Sect, to resist the sky, the edict, and the Dao!"

"Dao Ke Dao, very Dao ......"

"It's famous, it's not ......"

......

Above the big lake, where the big purple characters of Baizhang appeared, auspicious clouds rose everywhere, the fairy aura was ethereal, and the low and long Dao sound sounded from the nameless place, warming the hearts of every cultivator like the rising sun, making the great lake, which was tense all night, soothing and peaceful.

"Slanted cursive, it's hard for you. A futon appeared, and on top of the futon was a kind old man with white hair and black and white Taoist robes sitting peacefully on it.

Not far from the old man, a circular strange stone platform appeared, and a middle-aged Taoist with a domineering momentum appeared, he was full of fighting intent, like an extremely sharp Dao sword, pointing straight at the sky: "Finally waited for this day, I can't imagine that you summoned us out, and we have reached a reincarnation?"

After the middle-aged Taoist appeared, a young woman dressed in gorgeous purple clothes appeared, standing in the void so quietly, looking coldly at the cultivator on the lake with willow-like eyes, if it weren't for her combing her Dao bun and holding the dust, outsiders would never think she was a Dao girl.

......

In the purple clouds, one after another Dao Gu appeared, a total of thirty-three people, they were sitting or standing, smiling or serious, without revealing the slightest breath, but as long as they were there, the cultivators on the entire Great Lake did not dare to ignore their existence.

Those casual cultivators who were flying saw the appearance of thirty-three Daoist aunts, and forcibly stopped their rapidly flying bodies.

The sword light of the Little Sword Saint Tang Zhongtang trembled, as if he was like his heart, uneasy.

Shuntianfu Bu Yuhan's smiling face immediately froze with those people as those people appeared, and he suddenly turned his head to look back at the Sanhe Daoist who was still confronting the patriarch of the Golden Giant Clan.

Bu Yuhan said with respect, but asked a little anxiously: "Seniors, they?"

Sanhe Daoist looked at the Taoist and Daoist in the purple light, his originally peaceful expression revealed some envy and emotion, and then said lightly: "Step Gate Master, these Daoists have nothing to do with the poor Dao, although they belong to the same Daomen, but they are not from the Daomen of Zhongzhou. ”

The words of the Sanhe Daoist calmly spread to the sky above the big lake, and the middle-aged Daoist who was standing on the strange stone platform in the purple light heard the words and said disdainfully: "Zhongzhou Daomen?"

"Yes, the poor Dao is from Zhongzhou-the Holy Dao Gate!" Sanhe Daoist calmly answered the middle-aged Daoist's question, and then said calmly, "I don't know where you come from?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled faintly and said, "We, we were born in this Middle-earth Continent, from the south of the Southern Wilderness, next to the Emperor Fall Peak, and at the Gate of Xuanqiu!"