Since the establishment of the Ling Tian faction, Li Xinyang has been unprecedentedly high-spirited, and the teacher never asks about the affairs of the sect, the entire Ling Tian faction has become Li Xinyang's hall.

All the disciples circled around Li Xinyang, and tried their best to please him, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

With Cangshan Secret Realm as the backstage, Li Xinyang is very generous, whoever gets into his blue eyes is guaranteed to get one or two treasures.

Li Xinyang's life has never been so comfortable, and the inertia of human beings has made him neglect his cultivation in recent days, but the complementarity of the Yuan-loving Mantra and the Eight Directions Gathering Spirit Array still makes Li Xinyang's cultivation continue to rise, and his physical body is becoming stronger and stronger.

Soon, Li Xinyang reached the tribulation period, and now he is a big man in the cultivation world, so naturally there are beautiful women who throw their arms on him.

Li Xinyang, who was intoxicated with the gentle township, was disturbed by the teacher's sudden sharp shouting, and was faintly dissatisfied in his heart.

"Go to the cave, the formation has been broken!"

The popularity of the black robe is ruined, he has put in so much effort and blood, it is about to be done, who spoiled his good deeds, he is going to swallow that person alive!

The black-robed man now has no entity, he can only live in the Xuantian Ring, he urged Li Xinyang to rush to the cave, and regretted that he had set up the formation too remote in order to hide people's eyes and ears.

At the same time that Guan Jingshan broke the formation, he dripped his own essence and blood as a guide, and gave the people who set up the formation a counter-devouring curse.

The Eight Directions Spirit Gathering Array has not yet been completely completed, and a sudden interruption will cause the aura of the people who set up the array to disperse, not only that, but the cultivation that has risen through evil arts will plummet, and it is even worse than the original.

Guan Jingshan was victimized by evil cultivation, he was a powerful man in the past, and now he has fallen into the other world, and his cultivation is underneath, so he hates evil cultivation the most, and this time he directly killed him.

"Someone is coming, let's leave!" Guan Jingshan's ears moved slightly, caught the small airflow fluctuations, and dragged Jiang Xue to run away a hundred miles away.

Li Xinyang hurried up, but he still couldn't block the person who broke the formation, and even the blood spirit bead was gone, and without the bead, there was no way to set up the eight-way spirit gathering array.

Li Xinyang relied on the Spirit Gathering Array to achieve this achievement, and now he was completely panicked: "Teacher, what should we do?" ”

The black-robed man looked at the residual formation on the ground, and was furious, and the low air pressure enveloping his body made the robe fly up and down, and with the black qi around him, even if he couldn't see his face clearly, it looked extremely terrifying.

Even if he used the tracking technique, the black-robed man didn't catch a trace of the aura of the formation breaker, which could only mean that this person's cultivation was above him, and the backtracking technique didn't work for him either.

Damn it! His Blood Spirit Bead has consumed the essence blood of millions of people! His current cultivation can't support him to use the secret method to refine another one, and there is no million people's essence blood for him to use.

If he kills millions of people like before, he is afraid that before he can condense into beads, he will be attacked by a crowd.

Before the big formation was completed, the black-robed man knew very well what would happen, he stared at Li Xinyang fiercely, and couldn't understand why this person's luck could be so bad since he was the son of destiny?

There are almost no people who can crack this array, and the magic weapon that breaks the formation is also extremely rare, which can be touched by him, the black-robed man is stunned, it is really difficult to hide his depression, his efforts cannot be in vain!

There is still a way to save, there is still a way!

The black-robed man forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried his best to make his voice sound kind: "It doesn't matter, it's just that your future days won't be so easy, and the Yuan-loving spell will be more integrated." ”

As soon as Li Xinyang heard the teacher say that it was okay, his heart was instantly put down, according to what the teacher said, he practiced the Yuan Mantra seven hundred and forty-nine times every morning and night, but he was shocked to find that his cultivation did not rise but fell, and soon fell to the first grade of the gods.

Li Xinyang, who was at a loss, asked the teacher for help, but got a creepy method: if you want to recover, you can only make up for it with other people's spiritual cultivation.

Li Xinyang refused at first, but his cultivation continued to decline, and the ninth grade, eighth grade, and seventh grade of Yuanying ...... Yipin, now he was completely panicked.

In the cultivation realm, where strength represents everything, he has tasted the supreme right, and Li Xinyang is by no means willing to be an ordinary monk.

Under the pretext of issuing special rewards, he quietly tricked the greedy disciple into the secret realm, and cast a metaphilic technique on him, watching a fresh and full person gradually turn into a dry skeleton.

In the same way, Li Xinyang smoked twenty-three people, and his cultivation rose to the sixth grade of the gods, and he began to be dissatisfied and wanted to smoke more, but was dissuaded by the teacher, saying that there was something better waiting for him.

Three days later, there was a sudden burst of light in the sky above Qingzhou City, and after the dazzling light dissipated, a ring floated quietly in the air, and it was the legendary figure of the Desolate World - the Sumeru Ring of the Ten Thousand Treasure Immortals!

The Desolate Chronicle contains: Wanbao Immortals are good at forging tools, good at collecting treasures, and when they ascended, they hid all the treasures collected in their lives in the Sumeru Ring, and left them in the Desolate Continent to give to destined people.

As soon as this ring came out, it caused tens of thousands of people to rush and countless casualties for a while.

In the end, it was the head of the upper three gates, Gui Yuanzong, who came forward and convened the upper three gates, the lower nine gates and the two pavilions to hold the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in the Void City together for the return of the Sumeru Ring.

The Ling Tian faction created by Li Xinyang is now hot, and naturally it has been invited, and the black-robed people are really happy.

Fortunately, he had learned the art of deduction, and he could deduce the major events that happened in this low-level plane, so he knew in advance that there would be a large gathering of immortal cultivators.

The people in the Ling Tian Sect are not good, and their cultivation is uneven, even if they absorb the cultivation dry, they can't improve much, and it's easy to attract people's eyes.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is different, most of the people who participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference are from decent backgrounds, there are many and miscellaneous, and a small number of them are not too conspicuous, and they can also be pushed on the heads of others after the incident, which is the best time to suck the cultivation of others.

He has paid too much for Li Xinyang, this is his last chance, even if he destroys the entire Desolate Realm, he must succeed.

With the help of Li Xinyang's hand, the black-robed man secretly absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, and his divine soul gradually became richer, and everything was ready only to the east wind.

Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, he Zhonghao, is here!

When the Sumeru ring appeared, Jiang Xue sighed lightly, this day has finally come, and it was at this event that Li Xinyang in the previous life brought his original body into the land of no return.

In this life, Jiang Xue not only will not let the story repeat itself, but also expose Li Xinyang's true face in public, so that he can also taste the shame of being rejected by the world.

This time, except for Jiang Xue, Jiang Han and Guan Jingshan, the Cangshan faction only sent two elders and fifty inner disciples, and the rest of the elder disciples guarded the place.

Two days have passed, and the fourteen mainstream sects of the Desolate Realm have finally arrived, and together with the upstart Ling Tian Sect, they just form fifteen matrices.

Just like in the previous life, the elders of the upper three gates joined forces to seal the Sumeru ring in the Taiji Palace, and then held a grand drinking party in the Ruoxu Hall to connect friends with wine.

Even on weekdays, between the sects that face each other without a word, it looks like a ball of harmony, and it is not a loss that it is a human spirit who has lived for hundreds of years, and the kung fu on the face is very good.

Even Jiang Xue can talk and laugh with a wine glass in front of the six major factions suspected of killing her father and mother.

Jiang Xue and Guan Jingshan always paid attention to Li Xinyang's every move, and saw that he secretly went out of the palace gate while he was lively, glanced at each other, and invited the elders who were familiar with each other in the upper three sects according to the plan.

"Let's pay homage to the magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Treasures Immortals".

In the case that Guan Jingshan deliberately concealed his breath, he did not find anyone Li Xinyang, who was busy concentrating on breaking the sixfold seal on the Sumeru ring, but unfortunately with the blessing of Guan Lao in this life, the seal is no longer as easy to break as in the previous life.

"Bold thief, dare to steal at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, tired of being crooked!"

The angry roar frightened Li Xinyang, and he turned around to see that the person who came was honest and upright!

The Supreme Elder of the Guiyuan Sect is honest and upright, and his cultivation is the highest in the entire Desolate Realm, and his character is also the most valuable, so it is most suitable for him to be a witness.

Jiang Xue was very fond of him when he was a child, and after a little coquettishness, Lian Dezheng agreed to Jiang Xue's request, and took a wave of monks who were also curious about the appearance of the Sumeru ring to the Taiji Hall together.

Li Xinyang's brain was blank, his body trembled involuntarily, he was originally preparing to steal the Sumeru ring and place the crime on Zhang Jiangxue, both revenge and benefit, it is the best of both worlds.

Even if he has done all the dirty things, Li Xinyang still cares about his image as a gentleman, and now he was caught stealing, and the dark side was exposed in front of people, he was a little difficult to accept for a while, and he didn't dare to face the reality.

"I'm just curious, come in ......" Li Xinyang tried to defend himself, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"You are all blind people here, I thought that Master Li would do this at a young age, and he must be the dragon and phoenix among people, but he never thought that he would look away and treat the fish eye as a jewel!"

"The scum of the cultivation realm!"

"Lian Lao, tell him so much, wait for me to cut off his arms, and then drive him out of Void City!"

A monk didn't want to say more, so he took out his big knife and slashed at Li Xinyang, and then looked at Li Xinyang, still immersed in the remorse of being found out about his bad deeds, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging.

"Rubbish!"

A burst of black smoke dispersed, and the black-robed man rolled Li Xinyang back, the blade could be staggered, and the cold qi tore Li Xinyang's sleeve, leaving a deep blood mark on his arm.

The black-robed man protected Li Xinyang behind him and looked at everyone suspiciously: "Since you have seen my true body, then you don't want to get out of this place alive!" ”

Although Guan Jingshan couldn't see the face of the black-robed man clearly, his voice sounded really familiar, and he called out with some uncertainty: "Zhong Hao? ”

"Who dares to call the deity by his name?"

The hood of the black-robed man's face slipped down, revealing a bloodless face, a black rib between his eyebrows, drooping triangular eyes and a hooked nose, and thin purple lips like paper, who was not Zhong Hao!

"Hahahahaha, it's been 1,624 years, I didn't expect us to see each other one day."

Guan Jingshan laughed and returned to his original appearance: "I said how could there be such a vicious method in the Desolate Realm, it turns out that you are making trouble!" ”

"Guan Jingshan!" Zhong Hao couldn't believe his eyes, he clearly remembered that he had killed him in the Fengtian Realm, how could he meet him here?

"Don't talk nonsense, you and I don't have the same hatred, today is your death!"

Guan Jingshan has waited for more than a thousand years, and he has to let this sinister villain die here at the cost of a complete death!