The flaming bird swept forward, towards the north.

Longji Mountain is located at the border of Xiniuhezhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou, with winding mountains, dense forests, rare human tracks, boundless, and no fireworks.

It's very boring to hurry,

From the border of Xiniu Hezhou to the border of Dongsheng Shenzhou, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Zhang Chen followed all the way, it was very boring, and the demon clan sensed a lot, but they were all little demons.

The range of Longji Mountain is very special, there is basically no big demon in this location, after the Three Realms are settled, the demon fairy lives in seclusion, and the immortals also have their own rules, the demon has the rules of the demon, and the higher the Tao, the tighter the restraint.

What's more, in ancient times, the demon clan was suppressed by the fairy world, and now it is hidden in the mountains, but there are also powerful demon immortals, and the fairy world needs to maintain the balance of today, so it will not do too much.

The cultivation realm is different from the immortal realm, and if one side is involved, the whole body will be moved, so no immortal level dares to intervene in it.

There were no powerful monsters, and the form of the cultivation realm was born, and the monks yearned for the heavenly realm, but this was so difficult for them.

There is no big demon near Longji Mountain, and the realm of the fire bird practice period is already considered to be a medium-to-upper demon clan, and the demon qi is released, all the way unimpeded, and the little demon is so fast that he never dares to come over and touch his brows.

In this way, the speed of the Demon Sect led by the Wraith Soul Sect was extremely smooth, and there was no wave.

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In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed, and there are only about five days left before the Longji Mountain ruins open.

Finally, after the early morning of the second day, the sect masters of the five major demon Dao sects, namely the Wraith Soul Sect, the Xuansha Sect, the Huanxi Zen Sect, the Demon Sword Gate, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, finally arrived at Longji Mountain.

As soon as they arrived near Longji Mountain, the eyes of several Demon Dao Cultivators led by Wraith Soul Son became solemn.

At this time, they already felt the faint aura around them.

Not only are there righteous monks, but even the demon clan has come a lot.

Half an hour later, they finally arrived at the destination of their trip.

It is surrounded by a dense forest, and between the forests stand high mountains, on which there are figures standing one after another, both Taoist and customary.

Some are like a handsome son, some are pretty, some are white-haired, fairy wind and crane bones, some are carrying long swords, some are hanging Buddha beads around their necks, their left hands are dragging a golden bowl, and their right hands are closed in front of them, and their breath is solemn.

Seeing this, several Demon Gate powerhouses found a mountain top and fell, their faces were a little solemn.

They had long expected that there would be a lot of competition in Longji Mountain, but the competition was unexpectedly large.

Scattered cultivation, righteous path, demon gate, and demon cultivation all converge on Longji Mountain.

At this time, Zhang Chen had already landed on the green leaves in the forest, the surrounding green rendering, the aura was restrained, and basically no one could detect his existence.

The golden vertical pupils scanned the surroundings, and finally froze at the entrance to the valley in the middle of the two mountains.

Zhang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel a strange aura there, as if he was looking at another world through a mirror.

"It seems that there is the entrance to Longji Mountain, and the seventy-two practitioners are really spectacular."

There are a total of seventy-two cultivators, and I don't know if there will be other monks coming in the future, but this power is enough to move people in the cultivation realm.

There wasn't much conversation, only the well-connected sects whispered, and the rest of the sect monks were wary of each other, even if Longji Mountain hadn't been opened yet.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Chen knew that no one would take the initiative to stir up trouble in such a situation, and if he wanted to do it, he would do it after entering the ruins.

Thinking about it, he immediately closed his vertical pupils and entered a half-dream-like state.

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In the blink of an eye, a few more days have passed.

Zhang Chen gradually opened his vertical pupils, and many eyes around him also converged at the entrance of the valley.

At this moment, ripples rippled on the mirror-like barrier at the entrance, like a pebble thrown into the lake.

The ripples grew stronger and stronger, as if something was about to rush out, and as time passed, a strong breath swept out.

As soon as the breath came out, the surrounding cultivators changed color.

On an inconspicuous green leaf, Zhang Chen's face also changed slightly, and he said secretly: "This breath, could it be a monk of the Dao realm?" ”

The cultivators of the Void Realm are already quite powerful beings among the monks, and in the future, they are: the Dao Convergence Realm and the Tongtian Realm.

As for the stronger level, it is the legendary immortal.

After the breath appeared, it was like poking a small hole in a balloon, and the incomparable breath erupted.

The aura enveloped a radius of dozens of miles, and all the monks felt their bodies sinking, as if a high mountain was pressing on them, and so was Zhang Chen.

He knew that the ruins were about to be opened.

As the aura grew heavier, the barrier finally dissipated when the pressure reached a high point.

Brush Brush Brush ......

Suddenly, the situation that had been suppressed for a few days was about to erupt, and the faces of several figures were full of fanaticism, desperate, and the aura protection body was facing internal conflicts.

Looking at their makeup, it is estimated that they are all loose cultivation.

"Look for death!

Zheng ......"

A low shout fell, and I saw a middle-aged man slashing out with a sword, and the cold light shone in Kyushu.

Sanxiu took a strange step, narrowly dodging the sword, his face turned red, and he just wanted to say something, but he saw that the middle-aged man had already rushed in with the magic sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Sanxiu's expression froze on his face.

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ps: Now I am in Sanya, and I can only go back on the 19th, so I don't have any intention to write, and I will make up for it after I go back.

The plot has changed a bit a bit recently, but the legend of the white snake is also the legend of the white snake, and it can only be said that these are not according to the original book.