In the cultivation world of this world, ghosts and immortals represent the masters of masters, and they are also the most basic guarantee for a sect to be invincible.

Whether a sect can survive forever, five hundred years is a hurdle, because if you don't become a ghost immortal, your lifespan will not exceed five hundred years, and once you achieve a ghost immortal, you can live forever, your life span can be increased by at least five or six times, and it is not a problem to live for thousands of years, a sect, without ghosts and immortals, it is impossible to exceed five hundred years, these sects are all sects that do not enter the sect, only the sect that has ghosts and immortals is qualified to be called a sect, otherwise, it is just equivalent to a gang in the cultivation world, and it may disappear at any time.

"It seems that this Bright Moon Sword Sect doesn't need to stay any longer!"

It is true that there is no need to stay any longer, he did not come to the Bright Moon Sword Sect to join this sect, but to use this sect to get information from the cultivation world, and then step into the cultivation world, I didn't expect to directly encounter such a thing, which directly made him figure out the basic situation of the cultivation world in this realm, in this way, the Bright Moon Sword Sect, and even the Daqian Dynasty, no longer have any value to him, and he has already got everything he wants.

As he was thinking about it, his heart flashed with vigilance, his footsteps moved slightly, like a ghost, and a sharp light flashed, crossing the place he had just set foot.

"Huh?!"

Before he could react, he saw that Wang Tong had already appeared in front of him with a strange rhythm, and a face with a strange smile was less than three inches away from his face......

He didn't see how Wang Tong made a move at all, he just felt a chill on his forehead, and in an instant, the whole person was blown into a canopy of flesh and blood by a domineering force.

This person is a master, but in Wang Tong's eyes, it is not worth mentioning at all, this is a world of declining martial arts, with martial arts, he can't cultivate the transcendent realm at all, and Wang Tong doesn't mention the power of his divine soul, the strength of the body, under the effect of Gang Yujue, he has reached the realm of transcendent Bugang, that is to say, he can beat the entire martial arts with only his physical body, a little master of the Demon Gate, even if it is the seed of the Demon Gate, in his hands, it is just a blow.

"It's time to get out of here. Kill the opponent's sneak attacker with one blow, Wang Tong sighed deeply, his eyes wandered around, looking at the Mingyue Sword Sect is still a familiar scenery, there is no trace of nostalgia in his heart, the secular world is just a game, no matter how exciting it is, it is just a game in the hands of others, without the slightest challenge.

Thinking of this, he stepped out of the way, and he was already on the edge of the cliff a hundred feet away, and then he stopped.

"It's kind of interesting!!"

He was about to leave, and there was indeed nothing worth his nostalgia here, but just now, he felt a slight fluctuation of divine soul power, although this fluctuation was only superficial and subtle, but it was not far from him, so his spiritual sense quickly sensed it.

His gaze followed the spiritual sense, and he easily found his target, which was a middle-aged man with a bearded face, who was sitting on a cliff about two hundred zhang away from him, and he didn't notice Wang Tong's existence at all, in front of him, there was a purple gourd, "Cultivator?!"

Seeing this person, Wang Tong's first reaction was a cultivator, but soon, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, yes, this guy seems to be a cultivator, but he is just a half-hanger, the realm of cultivation is the same as his current state, it is the realm of fixed gods, but the power of the divine soul is very obscure, at a glance, he knows that he is the level of an amateur player, Wang Tong judged, this guy is very likely to get the kind of semi-amateur cultivation method similar to the Mingyue Sword School, relying on his high understanding, he has practiced some magical spells, but he can't go further, in the cultivation world, he is just cannon fodder that is not as good as casual cultivation, and he will not be accepted by cultivators at all.

What really made Wang Tong care was actually the gourd in front of him, which was a magic weapon, which made Wang Tong greedy, especially when he was now poor and white in this world, with nothing, and everything that originally belonged to him was stripped of the Heavenly Dao, in this case, suddenly a magic weapon, or rather, the embryo of the magic weapon appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but be unmoved.

The gourd is an amazing plant.

Ordinary gourds are fine, but in the world of cultivators, gourds often have magical functions, because this thing is born with space, not to mention being able to accommodate all things, but if the sacrifice is good, it can often use the space inside the gourd to refine powerful magic weapons.

The gourd in front of him hasn't arrived yet, and he doesn't know the attributes, but judging from the aura in the mouth of the gourd, this thing is by no means a mortal thing, but it's completely ruined in the hands of that guy.

As a practitioner, how can you see the dust of your treasures?

Poor dick silk to the goddess by that and that.,The mood is just like that!!

Therefore, Wang Tong's body moved slightly, and he rushed to the front of the man in an instant, and before the middle-aged man could react, he kicked him off the cliff, and then picked up the gourd by himself, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the purple gourd, with a distressed look, "My good man, I have wronged you!!"

With a gentle murmur, as if he was talking to his lover, the next moment, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he took a few steps, and he had already left the range of the Bright Moon Sword Sect and disappeared without a trace.

"Who, who, who is so bold!!"

Poor middle-aged man in the martial arts is also a well-known role, a famous master of the world, fifty years ago, he shook the martial arts, is one of the famous three demons outside the world, this time the demon road revived, besieged the Changheng Sword Sect, he also played a very key role in it, is one of the leaders of the Demon Dao, but the revival of the Demon Dao, besieging Changheng, is only their first step, their second step is to plot the Bright Moon Sword Faction, and in order to achieve this purpose, as one of the leaders of the Demon Dao, he sneaked into the Bright Moon Sword Sect early, acting secretly, that is, he wants to do things at a critical time, who can also arrive, before the matter has time to do, he was kicked off the cliff, If it weren't for his strong martial arts and quick response, he would have fallen to the bottom of the cliff and shattered his bones, and now he held the mountain vine on the cliff wall tightly in his hand, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he unfolded his body, and between a few ups and downs, he had already rushed to the top of the cliff, and in the process of preventing someone from sneaking up, but unfortunately, he didn't touch anything, after going up the cliff, he didn't even see a figure, and the purple gourd disappeared, how did you let him not be angry?

(End of chapter)