Tens of millions of square light-years, such a vast area, even if you walk in it at the speed of light, it takes tens of millions of years. But such a vast territory actually belongs to a sect, which is far stronger than the secular empire established by the Tianjiao Khan and the human emperor, which is a force across the galaxy that only appeared in science fiction movies.

The territory is too vast, the speed of light in this world has reached 600,000 kilometers per second, such a vast land, with the body of a mortal, when will it be able to go to the end? Even if you jump in space at the speed of Immortal Chaoguang, it is difficult to walk through it in a short period of time.

However, this universe is too magical, almost every city has a spatial teleportation array, and the Heavenly Machine Sword will send angel patrols to patrol this territory and travel all over with the power of immortals.

On the side of the monks of the Western Desert, on the top of a fairy mountain, the palace rises and falls in the colorful glow, the peaceful light shines on the entire space world, the aura gathers like clouds and rain in front of the palace, evolving into a thousand scenes, sometimes the blue sea tide, sometimes thunder and rain, sometimes the sea of flowers, the natural beauty of heaven and earth seems to be concentrated here.

The door of the palace is open, has not yet entered, there is its own fairy mist ethereal, a long tea fragrance is in the nose, if there are monks smell this tea fragrance, they will inevitably feel the resonance of ten thousand ways, the avenue that is too ethereal on weekdays is close in front of you, you can reach it, you can touch it.

This is just to smell the fragrance of tea, so I am afraid that when I drink that tea, I will immediately have an epiphany and cultivate to a deeper level. Even for monks who have attained the Immortal Dao, this tea is a rare spiritual root, and it is difficult to find.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures are sitting in the main hall, above the hall, the stars are casting, and countless points of light are swirling, as if there is a real Tianhe star projection.

Fourteen figures shrouded in immortal light, they turned out to be immortals, different races, human shapes, and non-human shapes, old or young, male or female.

In front of each of them there was a cup of fairy tea steaming with gray mist. Water, the water of the extraordinary, but the so-called essence of heaven and earth spiritual spring; Tea is not earthly tea, but a natural spiritual root, which has traces of the Great Dao. The tea leaves rise and fall in the water, and the fragrance of tea overflows the room, which is a rare enlightenment immortal tea for ordinary monks.

"So, that desolate slave secretly has 'people' to help? Still developing forbidden arts? ”

Among the fourteen figures, a figure in the middle spoke, and a hazy white light surrounded him, white and bright, faint and blurred, but it gave people a sense of unfathomable and unpredictable.

The other thirteen immortals knew that this cultivation period was shorter than theirs, and he belonged to the junior cultivators, but none of them dared to put on a posture of their predecessors, this one, but the descendant of the Heavenly Machine Sword Sect, one of the angel patrols sent this time.

"There is a 'person', and that 'person' has threatened us and so on. Otherwise, how would we be willing to give up half of the land of the Western Desert to those sinners and slaves? ”

Yixian said in a deep voice, and there was some indignation in his voice.

"Oh, is the 'man' behind the desolate slave so terrible?"

Through the bright light of the immortals, it can be seen that the angel patrol is a young humanoid immortal, but he has black hair and blue eyes, a coquettish white clothes out of the dust, a pair of eyes with eyes but no beads, it seems that he has cultivated some kind of secret magic power, his eyes are in the shape of overlapping grids, if he is enlarging the network, it is more grids, he is smiling, gently sipping the fairy tea, and asked leisurely and casually. Although this immortal tea is a rare spiritual object, in the eyes of his disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it is only eye-catching.

"The envoy didn't know that that 'person' could actually use his aura clone to penetrate the spatial barrier and directly enter our world. And ......"

The immortal who had been suppressed by the White Night Phantom with one hand swallowed and said with some embarrassment, "Moreover, just one doppelganger can easily suppress us and others!" ”

Hearing this, the young man-shaped immortal drank tea for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately returned to normal, and he could easily suppress a fairyland monk, which was definitely not something that ordinary immortals could do.

"Alas! I was also suppressed by that 'human' phantom like this. He pointed a finger, as if it was cutting off the avenue of heaven and earth, making my primordial spirit freeze, and I had no power to resist. ”

"I, I, I am ......"

“……”

Several immortals spoke again, and all the immortals present were immortals in the Western Desert Wasteland, and five or six of them once inhabited the half of the Western Desert where the desolate slaves were now, and they were covered by the white night

"We think that the 'person' behind the desolate slave is likely to be an immortal king!"

"Immortal King? Ha ha! Hahaha! Hahahaha! ”

The young man-shaped immortal laughed, as if he had encountered something extremely ridiculous, but suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and suddenly became cold, and a pair of blue eyes flashed with cold light, as if endless sword qi was radiating from the grid.

"You don't have to show favor to me, I don't know your careful thinking yet. Whoever tries to use me as a spearman will... Die! ”

The young immortal swept over the main hall with cold eyes, and the aura in the palace was stagnant, and the temperature dropped to an extremely low level in an instant.

The thirteen immortals hurriedly said yes, although the cultivation years of this young immortal were only tens of thousands of years, but the cold light in his eyes pressed them.

"Immortal King? What if it's true? What if it's fake? Dare to help the slaves, and violate the taboo, I think he is looking for death! ”

The young immortal said coldly, the thirteen immortals did not dare to answer, but they only promised, and the young immortal said again: "I want to see how capable this desolate slave is, and a group of cheap/slave sinners dare to make trouble?" What about the Immortal King? Is there still less immortal king killed by my Heavenly Machine Sword Sect? Those who dare to disobey the Heavenly Sword Order, even if they are immortal kings, will have to die! ”

The young immortal's dazzling Minghui immortal light rushed with monstrous killing intent, and Minghui's light instantly turned into Dao Dao sword qi spinning, and the powerful momentum rushed out of the palace, rushed out of the immortal mountain, and formed a horizontal sword shadow above the sky.

The sword slashed the sky, the sun and the moon set horizontally, and a sword divided thousands of miles of land, straight towards the western desert on the side of the desolate slave.

This is just a momentum rushing out, and it has such might, this is the strength of the fairy realm monk, and it is completely different from the immortal monk.

"Immortals are not immortals, people are not human, but they are indeed strong!"

Bai Ye whispered to himself, comparable to a Blue Lotus True God level powerhouse, destroying the stars with his bare hands, he can shatter the stars, as long as he is given a certain amount of time, he can even destroy a river system.

In other words, an immortal monk can destroy the stars, but an immortal cannot destroy a river system even if he is given time, without him, because the birth of the stars of the river system after the destruction is far faster than that of immortality.

And when it comes to the Immortal Realm, whether it is the energy of control, the scope of destruction, or the speed of progress, it is far beyond immortality.

On the edge of the boundary drawn by the finger of the white night, the sword shadow across the world fell, and streamers rushed up in the border deserted slave cities, one hundred and eight cities, one hundred and eight streamer chains, as if to bind a demon dragon beast, entangle the sword shadow, and lock it firmly in the sky.

The sword of the gods and demons chained the immortals, countless mortals saw this scene, they were both envious and frightened, who wouldn't want to have such power? But they were afraid that the aftermath of the warring parties would be enough to wipe them out.

It is a sin to have no strength, and it is a sin to be weak!

The cold chain sounded, "boom", the sword shadow that rose to the sky and pressed down the earth exploded in the drag of the streamer chain, the sky shook, the earthquake trembled, someone was angry, and a strong will descended.

"A desolate slave sinner, he doesn't know his sin yet!"

An indifferent voice descended from the sky, like a divine magic decree, the entire Western Desert earth was shaking, the fairy sound was ruthless, a figure stepped on the sky light, surrounded by fairy light, the figure was not very bright, but at this moment suppressed the starry brilliance of the sky.

It seems that between heaven and earth, he is the only one!

(What does the "Tao" mean?) If so, by whom? Is it natural? Or is it man-made? (To be continued.) )