A pair of hands as white as jade, exuding infinite immortal light, filled like clouds, and the strong force directly tore through the space, Dongfang Yuechen led a group of demons and came directly across the void.

Dongfang Yuechen's methods were extremely strong, relying on himself to shatter the infinite space, causing a large group of demons to suddenly appear in Changliu Immortal Mountain, this scene stunned all the living beings on Changliu Mountain.

In an instant, the demonic qi of the entire Changliu Immortal Mountain was rolling, and one after another demonic clouds shrouded it, making people shudder.

Hua Qiangu, who was chatting with his companions about this fairy sword conference, saw this situation, and suddenly his little face turned pale with fright, and the insect sugar treasure in his ears shouted 'run' and 'run'.

The daughter of the head of Penglai, Ni Mantian, is playing smart, thinking about how to win a big victory and make a good show, seeing this situation, the whole person can't help but be stunned, not much better than the flower thousand bones.

The rest of the budding disciples were even more at a loss, their legs trembled, and some even collapsed to the ground, and the whole person passed out.

"Waste...... Wild Lord!! Mo Yan's face was ugly, in the past, he relied on his own long-term stay, and he was even known as the world's first person in the junior Baizi painting, almost not taking everything into account.

But later, Dongfang Yuechen raised his hand to kill several great immortals, and even abolished his cultivation casually.

Although he has recovered now, he has seen Dongfang Yuechen's deity today, and he has a feeling.

Today, both the Changliu and the entire monastic realm will suffer a catastrophe, and this will be an unprecedented catastrophe in this heaven and earth thousands of years ago.

"It's quite full of people." Dongfang Yuechen instantly looked up and down with the power of his mind.

In today's Fairy Sword Conference, the heads of all sects are here.

At the same time, Dongfang Yuechen also felt that in addition to the Minsheng Sword was still in the Shu Imperial Palace, the ten major artifacts were all here.

Dongfang Yuechen looked at the pseudo-immortals in front of him, his eyes were like a blade, but everywhere he passed, it made people feel cold all over his body.

At this moment, Changliu Xianshan was silent, no one dared to make a sound, the whole world seemed to be audible, and an extremely depressing atmosphere was born unconsciously.

Slowly, the atmosphere was depressed to the extreme, shrouded like a grim reaper, some people sweated profusely on their foreheads, and some people had fear in their hearts, and suddenly they screamed and passed out.

"You devil, what do you want to do here today?!"

Finally, Namayan endured it to the extreme, and from the fear in his heart, he became now desperate, and his eyes were red, like a caged beast.

"Heh..."Dongfang Yuechen chuckled lightly and said, "I heard that Bai Zihua has closed the dead pass and wants to reach the tenth heaven." ”

Speaking of this, Dongfang Yuechen suddenly smiled strangely, and he stretched out a finger.

As a result of the thought, a drop of blood in his body emerged from between his fingers, extremely red, full of sacred, and extremely vivid.

Just when everyone was inexplicable, they saw that the drop of blood began to change, and it began to grow, turning into a vague human form.

The next moment, it grew a head, limbs appeared, crackling and crisp, bones grew, and muscles were permeated with meridians, creating the body.

In just a few breaths, Dongfang Yuechen's red blood turned into a body, and the whole body was still filled with spiritual mist, which made it difficult to see.

When the spirit fog dissolved, it became clothes, and a person who was exactly the same as Dongfang Yuechen's deity appeared in front of everyone.

Unlike the deity, only one is cultivated, and the other is extremely ordinary.

"This..."

"How is that possible?!"

"Unexpectedly...... Dripping blood is reborn. ”

………

Seeing this, whether it was a group of pseudo-immortals or a group of monsters behind Dongfang Yuechen, their faces changed drastically, in this low-level immortal world, what does it mean to be reborn with blood?!

That's endless possibilities, with unsurpassable pinnacles!

Seeing this, Dongfang Yuechen opened his mouth and said, "I don't know, which of you can come and tell the deity about your cultivation system?" ”

As he spoke, Dongfang Yuechen separated a trace of thought and submerged into that ordinary body.

In an instant, Dongfang Yuechen's ordinary body, which was reborn with blood dripping down, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Shan Chunqiu is willing to share the worries of the desolate master!" Seeing this, Shan Chunqiu stepped out and spoke.

So far, who doesn't know what Dongfang Yuechen wants to do? It's just a little too appalling.

"Say!" Dongfang Yuechen, who was reborn with blood, opened his mouth and said in a cold voice.

A trace of fire flashed in Shan Chunqiu's eyes, and he naturally knew everything about this order, and began to narrate it immediately.

"Enlightening the desolate master, cultivating immortals in the world, there are usually nine stages, namely: first acquaintance, listening to the sound, breaking hope, knowing the subtleties, surveying the heart, ascending to the hall, giving up, creation, and ascending."

"And the level of immortals can generally be divided into nine grades according to the difference in mana: the first immortal, the second immortal, the third Taishang real person, the fourth flying heavenly real person, the fifth spirit immortal, the sixth real person, the seventh spirit person, the eighth flying immortal, the ninth immortal ......"

With Shan Chunqiu's narration, Dongfang Yuechen, who was reborn with blood, opened in an instant, and his cultivation rose in a straight line.

In less than thirty seconds, he reached his first acquaintance and became the ninth immortal; After a minute, it reaches the bell tone, and directly opens up the ruins and becomes the eighth flying immortal; After three minutes, it will go straight to the hope and become a spiritual person; Six minutes later, his aura increased steadily, and he instantly reached the realm of Zhiwei and became a real person.

"Wait!" When he arrived at the realm of Zhiwei, Dongfang Yuechen, who was reborn with blood, raised his hand and stopped Shan Chunqiu's narration.

Seeing this, all the beings present breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a moment, he has grown from an ordinary person to the realm of Zhiwei in an instant, which has never been seen in the history of the fairy world.

But today he has happened, and it is really the only one in the past.

If they could really surpass their lifelong cultivation in less than a day, it would be unreasonable.

However, the truth is not as they think.

I saw Dongfang Yuechen, who was reborn with blood, waved his big hand, and used the way of the Xuanguang Mirror to derive the method of contemplating the micro, supplemented by the realm of knowing the micro, and instantly opened up a void light curtain.

"Isn't that Meng Xuanlang?!"

Someone here recognized the scene in the void light curtain, which was the Shu Imperial Palace.

At this moment, Meng Xuanlang's father was dying, and he was explaining his last words to Meng Xuanlang, which made the other son at a loss, and his face was confused and angry.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yuechen shook his head in his heart, if the prince quickly mobilized troops at this time, killed his father, brother and other heirs, and controlled the entire palace, then the throne would be his.

It's a pity that he didn't think so, he was weak-hearted, lacked ruthlessness, and hesitated, no wonder he couldn't be the emperor.

In the end, Meng Xuanlang's father took out the heirloom sword, which others didn't know, but Dongfang Yuechen knew that it was one of the ten major artifacts, the Compassion Sword.

"It's subtle, it's kind of interesting."

Dongfang Yuechen deity suddenly smiled, and then stretched out one hand and grabbed towards the light curtain, his target was the Compassion Sword.

He stretched out one hand, and he crossed the endless space, and the Sword of Compassion was instantly grasped by him, leaving only Meng Xuanlang and the others in place, as if they had seen a ghost alive.

"Shhh

Seeing this, the pseudo-immortals gasped, such a supernatural power against the sky, worthy of being the lord of the wilderness.

It's just that everyone doesn't understand, although it is a national treasure, it is just a mortal sword, I don't know what it is for?

But the next moment they understood, only to see a spiritual light pop out of Dongfang Yuechen's fingertips, instantly shattering the seal on the Compassion Sword.

Rumble!!

In an instant, a powerful force burst out from the Compassion Sword, and at the same time, a blood-red light rose into the sky.

"That's... The long-lost Sword of Compassion!! Someone recognized it, and his face changed dramatically in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, a bloody rush of slaughter was overwhelming, making people murderous and full of desire to kill.

(End of chapter)