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"Yes, Ancestor."

The three of them responded in unison.

However, the old man among them had some doubts, and finally thought about it and said: "Tell the ancestor, Emei Mountain, Jiuhua Mountain, and Wutai Mountain have been a little abnormal recently, and they have also sent people to the Kunlun Mountains to investigate. ”

"I expected this for a long time, but it doesn't matter, the variables are coming, and when the time comes, apart from Emei, which big faction can protect itself, just wait at this stage." Fang Jin smiled and said, in his perception, in the southwestern Qingcheng realm, a faint aura had begun to strengthen.

Presumably, Youquan has successfully reached the realm of the primordial gods, but he doesn't know that his blessed land has been planted there again.

Hearing Fang Jin's words, the three Yuanying Cultivators couldn't help but glance at each other, and then nodded in unison, in their opinion, this Hades God Ancestor in front of them should have seen some heavenly pictures, so they didn't know what was going on.

"Okay, you guys go back, don't spread the faith in the near future, and completely shrink all the forces, a catastrophe has arrived." Fang Jin waved his hand and said, and then a suction force was generated, and the three Yuanying Cultivators were teleported out without any ability to resist.

"I hope you don't let me down." Fang Jin sat down cross-legged, in his perception, the whole world seemed to be in a kind of turmoil, maybe within three years, Youquan would be born, and three years was just a moment for Fang Jin.

On the other side, in a towering black tower, at the top floor, a crack formed in the space, and then the three figures walked out together.

"The ancestor said that there will be a catastrophe next, what do you think?" After the three of them sat down, the old man among them spoke first.

"This matter was said by the ancestor himself, and it must be true, so I think we need to prepare early." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said.

"I think we should also be cautious, under the Great Tribulation, except for the cultivators like the ancestors, even the great cultivators like you and me are equivalent to ants." The middle-aged woman spoke.

"Alas, I can't imagine that I have been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, and in the end, in the midst of the great tribulation, I will still be like those low-level cultivators, and I can't live in fear." The old man sighed, and then summoned a spirit rune, on which he issued an order for a full contraction.

"There's no way around it, when you reach the realm of the ancestors, you can really be at ease." The middle-aged man stroked his long beard and sighed.

The middle-aged woman also shook her head and stopped talking, and the entire tower became silent in an instant.

In the following three years, the mysterious Black Tower forces that had been put on the table began to shrink their sphere of influence in an all-round way, and they did not accept a large number of those scattered cultivators and small sects to join, and in an instant, it seemed to sink from the surface of the water to the surface of the water.

This also made those sects and forces that were originally a little afraid of this mysterious force also relaxed a little.

However, Emei is a little different, in the past three years, hundreds of tasks related to the Black Tower forces have been continuously released, and the tasks of exploring the Kunlun Mountains have been frequently released, although most of these tasks have ended in failure, and they have also exacerbated the conflict with the Black Tower forces, but Emei doesn't seem to care at all, and looks like he does his own thing.

For a while, although the entire cultivation world was extremely calm on the surface, there was some surging meaning in the dark, but fortunately, no matter which side there was still some restraint, there was no real big fight.

But this restraint was broken in the middle of the night three years later, when the sun was about to set, because I don't know when, those demon monks who were originally suppressed by Emei and those righteous sects actually appeared silently on the boundary of Jiuhua Mountain.

As night fell, a bloody battle began.

Although Jiuhua Mountain belonged to the Righteous Path Sect and had tens of thousands of disciples, under the siege of the endless Demon Dao people and several Yuan Infant Giants, it was still breached in less than a day, and a massacre followed.

By the time the next morning, the entire Jiuhua Mountain had become a ruin, and all the disciples of Jiuhua Mountain had disappeared quietly, and the monks who came to investigate only saw traces of fighting everywhere, but not even a drop of blood was found in the entire sect.

In front of the sect gate of Jiuhua Mountain, a boulder that was obviously removed from the main hall of the sect was written with two chilling big characters "Youquan." ”

As soon as this news came out, the entire cultivation world was in an uproar, what the word Youquan represented, those famous sects or small sects with some history knew it, because it was forged by blood and white bones.

Some small sects even want to start moving to seclusion, you must know that two hundred years ago, the old monster of Youquan liked the most important thing to destroy the sect and destroy the sect.

Not only these small sects, but even those big sects are the same, Wutai Mountain Zhishan Zen Master rushed to Emei as soon as possible, and then talked with Baimei Zhenren for three days and three nights, and finally transferred a group of small monks in Wutai Mountain, and at the same time went with his eldest disciple Master Zunsheng.

The entire cultivation world began to become stormy, and everyone was in danger, and some had even begun to follow the actions of Mount Wutai and moved some of their disciples to the foot of Mount Emei, hoping to get some shelter.

And these Emei didn't stop it, they looked like they didn't care about it, which also made more sects transfer their disciples to the past, and for a while, at the foot of Emei Mountain, they saw some rudiments and demeanor of the cultivation world.

However, these did not stop the footsteps of those demons, they seemed to come and go without a trace, and no one could find their specific location.

These demons began with the goal of destroying a sect every day, no matter how big or small, and after each time, all the people in the same sect that were destroyed disappeared without a trace.

And when these demonic paths attacked the mountain, those sects seemed to be blocked, not only could the transmission talismans not be sent, but even outsiders seemed to have forgotten, and they would only remember it again when they waited until the next morning.

This intensified everyone's fears, and under this pressure, a demon slaying alliance composed of small and medium-sized sects began to form.

Emei, in the palace suspended above the golden tripod.

An old man with white eyebrows and long beard, ruddy complexion, and baby-like skin looked at the messy lines in front of him, which were still constantly piercing, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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