At this moment, the unicorn beast suddenly stopped, and the serpentine fairy sword was grabbed by the Earth Xuanzi Void, causing the mid-grade immortal art above the sky to immediately exude its full power

But I saw bursts of colorful light coming out of the hollow in the sky, and at the same time, bursts of music like heavenly sounds slowly echoed in the friction and impact of the clouds.

A strange illusory shadow, suddenly echoing in the sky, among them there is an illusory shadow, standing in the middle, wearing a golden robe, exuding a monstrous fairy aura, although it is an illusory shadow, but there is a heavenly might, diffusing from its body.

After telling it countless times, after the illusory shadow finished speaking, his big hand pressed down on the void, and suddenly, the void where tens of thousands of Sword Dao disciples were located suddenly flickered, and a golden light immediately sealed all of them

This scene shocked all the monks who came to congratulate him, and some of them were even more shocked in their eyes.

"Since the immortal realm has been destroyed, why is there still a leading ancestor coming under the operation of this leading spell. If these people are really led away, where are they going? Are they going to the broken fairy realm? Or are they going to a place where no monk has ever entered?"

Countless questions arose in the hearts of many monks.

At the same time, the figure of Di Xuanzi immediately became extremely mysterious in the hearts of these monks.

"This induction technique, which is a medium-grade immortal technique, how could it be found by Di Xuanzi in an abandoned cultivation star, here, there must be a problem. ”

Just when the monks were speculating in their hearts, the eyes of the Western Heaven Sword Demon suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: "Dixuan Lao'er, the old man took his disciple to celebrate your birthday, and you actually disregarded your identity and directly attacked my disciple, what does this mean?"

With a move of the serpentine fairy sword in his right hand, he immediately flickered and flew back to his side from mid-air, he simply didn't stop it, but wanted to see what this Xuanzi was going to do

Di Xuanzi's expression was as usual, and he said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be a good thing to let your disciples feel the immortal realm back then!"

While the two of them were talking, tens of thousands of Sword Dao Sect disciples all flew up uncontrollably, landing in the hollow in mid-air one by one, and disappeared.

The face of the Western Heavenly Sword Demon was always gloomy, and he didn't move, looking at Di Xuanzi with cold eyes.

It wasn't until the last Kendo Sect disciple disappeared in the void in the sky that the strange image in the sky slowly dissipated and returned to normal.

Di Xuanzi looked up at the sky and said gently: "The old man, this middle-grade immortal art, although it has no attack power, but when the immortal world is not there, it can still take people away directly, as for where the old man goes, I don't know." ”

"You!" the Western Heaven Sword Demon stared at Di Xuanzi, his face becoming more and more gloomy

Di Xuanzi looked at Ling Tianhou and said with a smile: "Sword Venerable, don't worry, your disciples of the Sword Dao Sect will come back here in three days, and you will have to borrow a few old men at that time, let me ask them what they saw where they went."

The Western Heaven Sword Demon snorted coldly and didn't speak.

He knew very well that the identity of Xuanzi in one place would definitely not use such means to deal with his disciples in front of so many Taoist friends, so that the old face of Xuanzi in this place would have to be completely lost, and since he said three days at this moment, it must be three days.

This Xuanzi's actions are just to give himself an ugly look.

At this moment, among the monks around, there are talented and intelligent ones, who look up at the sky, as if thinking,

There are also some who secretly imitate the expression of a deep groan. Ling Haochu looked up at the sky and pondered, in his opinion, this middle-grade immortal technique was extremely magical, just after watching it once, it was impossible to learn it at all, but it gave him an extra layer of understanding of immortal arts.

All the illusory curtains caused by this immortal art, although it was not created by Di Xuanzi, in fact, this technique is an eternal existence, and it only needs to have the mantra and method to open, and with the qualifications to cast it, it can be directly cast anywhere, and the people in the fairy world who want to be led directly away.

After the immortal technique of Di Xuanzi was performed, he did not announce the end of this sermon, but showed a strange glint in his eyes, and said slowly: "This time, in addition to the old man's longevity), there is one more thing, you Taoist friends to testify, my Di Xuanzi has a total of seven disciples, among which only the yellow and purple two lines, there is no one with the title of Ziyun Seven Sons, and today is the moment when the seven sons of Ziyun were born among the disciples of these two lines."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the surrounding monks immediately looked at the disciples of the Yellow and Purple Second Sect, but most of the monks and gladiators looked at the Yellow Sect, and as for the Purple Sect, they didn't see much

After all, almost everyone knows that the Purple Sect is too weak.

Thirty years ago, the third of the six people of the Huang Sect, the seventh son of the Huang Sect, disappeared mysteriously when he went out into the starry sky, and there has been no news since then.

At this moment, the six people of Huang Sect all had calm faces, without any waves, and the middle-aged woman standing in the last one took a step forward, looked at Di Xuanzi and said respectfully: "Disciple abstained"

As soon as she said this, suddenly among the people of the Huang Sect, some people came out one after another, respectfully abstaining, and in the end, only two people remained, motionless.

The remaining two Ling Haochu only had some impressions of one person, and that was Kunpengzi who had just been rewarded by Dixuanzi with a medium-grade immortal weapon!

In addition to Kun Pengzi, there was also an old man standing next to him, this person looked wrinkled, his appearance was not good, even if he was wearing a yellow robe, he still looked like a thin old man.

He is the boss of the Yellow lineage, Yun Daozi! He had been the seventh son of Ziyun for more than 800 years and was finally taken away by the third child, but this person really didn't have any desire to fight and cultivate all day long, but he was also quite leisurely

At this moment, he glanced at Di Xuanzi and stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master Shizun, the disciple also abstained, I am the seventh son of the Huang family Dixuan, only the second junior brother who has obtained the Shizun immortal weapon is the most suitable person." ”

Di Xuanzi glanced at Yun Daozi meaningfully, and at this glance, Di Xuanzi hurriedly lowered his head and was silent.

"Kunpengzi!" Dixuanzi snorted.

"The disciple is here!" Kunpengzi's body trembled. Hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and stood respectfully.

"You, you are the first line of the Huang family, the title of the seventh son of Dixuan, if you can maintain it for a thousand years, the master will pass on your complete inferior immortal arts, and the seven sons of Dixuan, the same as Xiaoke, is the symbol of my Purple Cloud Sect's identity, and it is also the title of my Dixuan's true descendant disciple, you, may you do a good job?" Dixuanzi's voice was full of majesty.

The other monks around him were fine, but the Western Heavenly Sword Demon showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and said as if talking to himself: "Purple Cloud Seventh Son, hum." ”

Kunpengzi's body knelt in the void with a "plop", bowed to Xuanzi on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple, remember the words of the master!"

(End of chapter)