In the Northern Regions Mountains, Mu Bai turned the original army of 800,000 monks into a monk sect, called the Northern Regions Sect.

The Northern Regions Sect accepted Terran monks, maintained the order of the territory internally, and assumed the responsibility of protecting the territory externally, attracting a large number of Terran monks to join, reaching a million people at one time.

The sect was founded, but the cultivation resources of these millions of monks became a problem, especially in terms of pills. You must know that for low-level cultivators, taking pills is the main way for their strength to increase.

Fortunately, there are countless medicinal fields in the territory, plus Mu Bai sent people to buy beast pill materials from the territory of spirit monkeys and grizzly bears, and the human monks are very good at alchemy casters, in less than two years, the alchemy pills and soul weapons of the Northern Regions Sect are not only enough for the monks in the sect, but also make the beast clan forces in the vicinity rush to it.

In the past two years, the birth and rise of the Northern Regions Sect has become a major event that has caused a sensation in the Beast Domain. Some even speculate that this will be the birth of the second human spiritual realm. To Mu Bai's surprise, Zhou Qilong also led the team back to the Northern Regions City again, adding another powerful force to the Northern Regions Sect.

Mu Bai didn't like to run and take care of affairs, but Zhou Qilong's arrival just solved Mu Bai's urgency. Mu Bai handed over the affairs of the sect to Zhou Qilong, and he practiced without distractions.

Just when the Northern Regions Sect was gaining momentum, someone came to kick the mountain gate alone.

Standing with his bare hands, the person who came was dressed in a red robe and hunted in the wind, his eyes were like torches to see through all the vanity, and his wind-eroded face was engraved with solemnity and contemplation.

The horn sounded, and the monks on duty in the sect came out, all of them still had the killing atmosphere after the war, and there were hundreds of people, each holding a halberd, and surrounded the old man in the red robe.

"Not bad...... old man showed a smile on his face, as if he had found a clear spring in the desert, but then he frowned and sighed, "It's not enough, it's far from enough!"

"Then two hundred?"

A captain on duty asked.

"Invite your sect master out. ”

"Less nonsense, go up together, take him down!"

The captain on duty shouted loudly, and hundreds of people rushed towards the old man at the same time. The old man stood still, and with a puff of his robe sleeves, an invisible wave of qi spread out, and the hundred monks on duty only felt a strong rush coming, and they were suddenly overthrown by their backs.

"Who dared to break into my Northern Regions Sect!"

The four cultivators rode the flying sword, coming like a rainbow, and they lowered their bodies to block the sect.

They felt a majestic momentum from the old man in front of them, and a look was shocking. But they can't retreat, behind them is their sect, and behind them is the expectation that they have won with their lives in the Beast Domain.

"No, it's still too weak. ”

"I'm weak, but I can't afford to be bullied by your beasts, it's a big deal to sacrifice my life to fight!"

The red-robed old man laughed when he heard this, "Then come on, show the momentum of sacrificing your lives!"

The four of them glanced at each other, jumped up in the air and sacrificed the long sword, and at the same time displayed the "Four Seas Rising Tide" of the "Qingping Sword Technique", but saw the long sword rippling blue waves

Wave after wave, the four of them flew side by side, and they had already shot a monstrous wave out of thin air and swept towards the old man.

"Qingping Sword Technique, hehe, it is rare that someone in this beast domain can perform the sword technique of the Imperial Spirit Sect. Let the old man tell you the true meaning of the "Qingping Sword Technique......"

The red-robed old man conjured up a golden light long sword, stepped into the air without hurrying, swung the sword on his side waist and spun in the air, a golden lotus, ten thousand flowers were born in a row, and the monstrous waves were illuminated into red gold.

"The wrist is trembling, the sword is clear, and the soul strength is like a rainbow!"

The soul power in the old man's hand moved, the golden light sword swept and slashed, and the ten thousand golden lotus lifts and swirled, setting off a line of hurricane and pushing the surging waves back again.

"Outside the point of chasing the enemy, close the Hongqian tailwind, he is like an ambush to advance, and the unloading method must be Seiko......"

If it weren't for the old man's last unloading, the ten thousand golden lotuses would have exploded together in the whirlwind, and the four cultivators who came together would not have seen the old man's last smile at this time, and they were all shocked in their hearts.

"How, can you see the way the old man makes the sword? Every sword that is struck, the soul power cannot be broken, and the momentum should be as consistent. Come again!"

"Senior, be careful!"

The four cultivators also shot at the same time, the sword points were staggered, like waves intertwined, and the sword rose suddenly, a sword qi weaving net stood vertically, and each node was a green lotus to be released, and suddenly it was covered by the old man in the red robe. The old man nodded in approval, and it was also the golden lotus that formed a large net of sword qi and intertwined with it, and the golden lotus and green lotus were accompanied, and the sword qi was intertwined and rippling with each other.

"Combined fencing, the most taboo is not the main battle. The strong spirit will be strong, and the strength of the army will be solid, instead of blindly seeking common ground and advancing together......"

As soon as the old man spoke, the sword qi net in front of him suddenly rose into the air, and then there was a bombardment in the sky, and the green gold light scattered, like fireworks lit in the daytime, causing the monks of the Northern Regions Sect to raise their heads and look up at the sky.

The eyes of the four of them flashed with essence, and then they changed their positions, and the sword point Qinglian formed a sharp arrow formation and rushed towards the red-robed old man. The old man raised his sword and pointed straight at the tip of the arrow. The four-man blade formation immediately turned into the shape of crane wings, and the two sides were copied and slashed.

"Good, good, water is impermanent, array is impermanent, you know how to be flexible, but you can't be critical!"

The old man held the sword and castrated unchanged, and stabbed sharply, and the golden light long sword had already reached the throat of a cultivator elder. A person behind him stabbed his sword around his body, and both wings also swung their swords at the same time to slash at the old man.

The old man smiled and didn't dodge, "There is a way to reduce ten meetings with one force, and it is fundamentally a cultivation level improvement, otherwise it will be difficult to become a big climate." ”

"Dingding......

The three long swords stabbed at the old man's body at the same time, but they were like stabbing an iron plate, and it was difficult to enter, only the long sword buzzed.

"You four, stop!"

A loud shout came, and the monks looked up and saw that it was Zhou Qilong who came to the sect one by one.

"The people are ignorant, please also invite the senior Haihan!"

"Oh, tell me, someone's going to kick you

They should applaud and welcome to be considered knowledgeable?"

"This, this ......" Zhou Qilong was speechless for a while, "Then let's come down and learn the demeanor of the seniors!"

With a wave of his sleeves, a pitch-black scimitar spun and slashed towards the red-robed old man, and Zhou Qilong had already teleported, wiping the old man's throat with a sword in his backhand.

It's just that the blade of the sword has been stuck to the flesh, but it was suddenly stuck and waved and did not move. I saw the old man holding the long sword between the two fingers of his left hand, and then reached out to catch the black scimitar that was swirling, and the black scimitar came to an abrupt end.

Zhou Qilong let go of his sword and turned sideways, and his left fist slammed into the old man's chest with a blue thunderbolt. The red-robed old man waved his sleeves, and the pitch-black scimitar swirled even more, like a dark and sharp disc splashing a violent spark on Zhou Qilong's wrist.

Zhou Qilong bowed his head violently, and he didn't see a broken wrist, it turned out that the old man had protected his wrist with the long sword in his hand, and he was slashing with the extremely fast whirlwind of the scimitar.

(End of chapter)