Boom!

The melodious bell stirs the void, the rhyme spreads all over the radius of hundreds of miles, the sound of cranes roars into the sky, there is a faint glow, and the top of the sky against the backdrop has a vast phantom flashing.

"What's going on?"

"Taisu Immortal Palace can't hold on, that demon cave is about to erupt, and there is still leisure to worship ancestors?"

"Heh, what is Kun Nian's old demon woman doing, is it because she feels that she can't support it, and she is ready to ask the sages for her guilt in advance?"

"In my opinion, eighty percent of them have to explain what happened ...... future"

The movements in Qiyun Mountain could not be hidden from the inspection of those who cared about it, and countless spies had already transmitted the news back to the three major sects of Qinzhou through various secret channels.

It's just that the battle outside the mountain gate a few days ago has not been reported in the slightest.

In addition to the ban issued by the Asgard Palace, the defense array is even more powerful, only allowed to enter but not out, and all news is completely blocked.

Those who know, but judging from the current movement, the Taisu Immortal Palace is holding a sacrifice ceremony, and as for the content of the sacrifice, no one knows.

No one even knows that there is an additional ancestor in Taisu Immortal Palace, and it is only a little girl who is only four years old, and now she is still sleeping in the ancient coffin of Kunlun, otherwise I don't know how much jaw will drop in shock!

There is no way to know that all these changes are just the appearance of a great grandmaster after he came to the door and forced that Supreme Elder Kun Nian, whose Shouyuan had already reached the end!

And after the tedious sacrifice, the Taisu Immortal Palace, which blocked the mountain gate a few years ago, once again completely opened the defense array, and directly sank into the underground demon cave under countless complicated eyes.

A town and a cave, it can be said that it is not a big deal, and it is rare throughout the ages!

Nothing more than this!

Of course, in the eyes of all forces, the Taisu Immortal Palace, which was about to pass away Kun Nian, was just making a final death throes, even if there was a half-saint sect master with more outstanding talent.

After all, too young!

At the top of the firmament, in the depths of the clouds and mist, a thousand-zhang treasure ship was volleyed in the sky, ignoring the wind blowing in the sky, and did not move at all.

"Realm Lord, the Venerable Demon Clan in the Demon Cave has been swept away, for the capture of twenty-two Demon Venerables, the killing of forty-seven Demon Venerables, and the four thousand eight hundred and thirty-three Demon Emperors!"

Ao Hai reported his achievements.

In other words, such a large-scale battle would not be able to hide the investigation of the demon clan in the demon cave, but Wu Ming was different, and the Dragon Saint Relic under his command could make up no less than ten hundred emperor clans.

Each Hundred Emperor Clan's team formed a large array, and was accompanied by a Half-Saint Relic Elder, as long as it was not a supreme Demon Venerable, almost all of them were nine out of ten.

Surprise it by surprise and take down a demon cave, which can be called a hand-to-hand capture!

It's just that it's not easy to replicate such amazing feats again, after all, even if the demons are pigs, they won't stretch their necks to be slaughtered.

During this movement, the demon side will inevitably receive an alarm and turn to be on guard.

But this cave, unless the Demon Lord Sage makes a move, it will no longer be able to break the passage that has Kun Nian guarding with his life and the Great Array of Protecting the Sect!

"Prepare, find a time, let them also sacrifice to heaven and earth, live in this heaven and earth, without merit, after all, it is a hidden danger!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Thank you for the Realm Lord's gift!"

Ao Hai was overjoyed and bowed down to receive the order.

Although Wu Ming didn't make a move, only the disciples of the Dragon Saint Relic Vein fought for a few days to have this feat, but as long as they didn't wash off the imprint on their bodies, they would always be the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and they would serve Wu Ming as the realm master.

As the lord of the First Realm, Wu Ming is their heaven, and his current life is many times stronger than the precarious days in the secret realm of Tianque Tower.

In less than ten years, the number of clansmen has already surpassed the peak before the turmoil, with a total of 50,000 people, but the emperor alone has reached thousands.

This is still because there are too many young children born in recent years, accounting for nearly half of them, and in a few years, as long as the current momentum is maintained, there will inevitably be a period of rapid blowout growth.

All of this was given by Wu Ming!

"How's that trash fish doing?"

Wu Ming looked at Qiyun Mountain, who had lost the trace of the Immortal Palace, his eyes were far and deep, and he didn't look back.

"That miscellaneous fish did not hide her movements, so her whereabouts have always been within the range of the anthill, but she has never left the water vein range of the Huanglong River!"

Red Lotus said softly.

"Hmm!"

Wu Ming bowed his head slightly and patted the rudder.

Airplanes!

The Void Breaking Wave Ship shook suddenly, silently submerged into the void, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace!

......

In the boundary bead space, on the top of the clouds, in the origin whirlpool, next to the Kunlun ancient coffin surrounded by the sea of stars, Wu Ming suddenly appeared.

Standing next to the coffin, Wu Ming closed his eyes and sensed, although his tense face was not relieved, he obviously let out a long breath, and his cold breath was also relaxed.

No one knows what price he has paid in the past month, and he has spent endless energy for one thing, and that is to stabilize the luck of the little girl in the coffin!

Although the Kunlun Ancient Coffin can isolate the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Prefecture and make its vitality stay forever at the moment of entering the coffin, it is an emergency method after all, and it cannot completely remove the influence of the bloodline spell.

Therefore, Wu Ming went south to worship the Buddha and repay his vows, not only to repay the grace of the Xuanbei relics with a piece of holy wood, but also to let the old monk Huikong repay his debts.

This Xuan Bei sat down as the first apprentice, and he was also an amazing figure, although he was the same generation as Lu Jiuyuan, he was an old monster in the same period as Kun Nian and Fang Jingtong in terms of age.

Even strictly speaking, Xuan Bei, Fu Nian, Long Po, and Yin Xuanzuka are all the pinnacle of the same period!

The stories between these heavenly prides are equally exciting, but the time is too long, and later there are peerless heavenly arrogances such as Lu Jiuyuan, which obscures their brilliance, so that most people forget their existence faster.

But Wu Ming didn't, from beginning to end, he has been deliberately collecting the deeds of his predecessors or the only book of wild history, from the fragmented clues and records, little by little to deduce their past footsteps, so as to find clues, and crochet the truth for use.

No one helped him with this!

"Sleep, sleep, Dad will wake you up soon, don't be afraid!"

Thinking of the little man who was curled up and sleeping, maybe he had nightmares because he was afraid in the dark, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel distressed.

Therefore, there is a southward worship of the Buddha and a vow, the Buddha is a guide, a guiding light, and hooks up the fortune of the Taisu Immortal Palace, and worships the colorful world with incense.

Even if it's a dream, it's a good dream, and when you wake up, it's a sunny day!

"Hey!"

Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and his figure flashed and landed in a blazing mountain col.

Chang Shu was covered in darkness, rubbing his hands and at a loss, trying to persuade a girl in white who was victorious in snow, even if he couldn't see his expression clearly, he knew that he was crying with his old face.

"Silly girl!"

Wu Ming called lightly.

"Daddy!"

The girl in white cheered and jumped to Wu Ming's side, hooking Wu Ming's arm like a koala, and her bright eyes were bent into a crescent moon.

"Go get busy!"

Wu Ming said.

Chang Shu arched his hand, rushed into the mountain col in a hurry, and packed up his refining furnace.

"Hee-hee!"

The girl in white laughed coquettishly.

Compared with when she first came out of the coffin, the girl was obviously much more cheerful, as if she didn't know the sorrow of the world, but she was full of joy, as if she was like an elf infecting every living creature and every inch of grass and trees in the boundary bead space.

Even Wu Ming, walking with him for a while in his spare time, seems to have gained indescribable relaxation!

Three or five-year-old Lingzhi, the name of a silly girl, the girl in white can't tell the name is good or bad, she still regards Wu Ming as her only relative, and she doesn't see her for a long time to do some harmless pranks, looking forward to her parents appearing to play with her.

Between the mountain roads, cicadas chirp, birds and birds fly, colorful butterflies follow, the two figures walk farther and farther, and there is peace and nature in peace!

But is there really a peach orchard in the world?

......

Seven or eight days later, along the coast of Binzhou, the demonic qi was rampant, as the most serious rebellion of the Great Song Dynasty frontier, I don't know how many strong people came here one after another.

When the Demon Tribulation broke out, most of them fell into the void and turned into a demon cave, the sea water poured in, and the heaven and earth fell, making the inner demon cave form a special space that can accommodate the creatures and demons of Shenzhou.

In the past three years, the two sides have invested an unknown amount of combat power, and it has become a veritable meat grinder.

Lan Xinsu, the daughter of the Lan family in Binzhou, is just a famous family, and has been moving towards a wealthy family all her life.

Even so, he still created his own path!

Many people think that she is stained with her sister's light, but they don't know that this was indeed the case in her early years, but after several setbacks, Lan Xinsu gradually grew up, even if she was still shrouded in her sister's light, she was still independent and silently persevered.

Outside Huayun City, a young girl rode alone, dusty, difficult to hide the peerless elegance, looking at the city gate that was getting closer and closer, a smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Whew, I'm finally home!"

Entering the city, Lan Xinsu smiled and relaxed.

Even though she has now gained a lot of fame in the Binzhou Demon Cave, her sister was trapped in the Demon Cave and injured in order to save herself, and she has not fought in the Demon Cave for a long time.

In the past few months, at most, he has been patrolling the periphery, but with his growing reputation, outstanding talent and appearance, and a sister like Huiyue Shenni as a backer, he still attracts countless wild bees and butterflies.

A few years ago, she liked this kind of entertainment very much, but whenever she remembered ten years ago, when she first met her in the garden of the capital, the young man who had never put her in her eyes from beginning to end was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Even if he fought hard to catch up and cultivate desperately, he was still farther and farther away from Yora, even if he knew that his sister's cultivation was far above that person, this feeling was not reduced, but it was more profound.

"It's home!"

Lan Xinsu shook his head fiercely, expelled the distracting thoughts from his mind, looked at the more and more familiar streets, his face smiled more and more, but he suddenly stiffened, Le Ma stopped, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead quickly rolled down.

Turning his head a little stiffly, Lan Xinsu was finally sure that it was not an illusion.

At the window position of the high-rise of a restaurant on the street, a man in Tsing Yi, with a handsome face full of smiles, is beckoning to himself, but there is no emotional fluctuation in the black and white star eyes, like a pool of stagnant water that can immerse the soul!