Tu Lie walked to the foot of the Retreat Mountain, and first took out a wooden sword from the realm spirit, this wooden sword was dark all over, and he couldn't tell what kind of material it was. Tu Lie held the wooden sword in his hand, and then opened his mouth violently, and a mouthful of red liquid sprayed on the wooden sword. When the red liquid is contaminated with the wooden sword, it gradually seeps into the sword and is absorbed by the wooden sword. When the red liquid was absorbed by the wooden sword, the wooden sword suddenly emitted a green light, and the originally dark wooden sword began to become transparent under the green light. The crystal clear luster made everyone realize that this wooden sword was no ordinary blade.

"Open!" only to hear Tu Lie roar, and the wooden sword that flashed with a faint green light slashed straight towards the layer of golden light wrapped outside the Hidden Mountain. Tu Lie was originally an old man who had been practicing for hundreds of years, and his full force was powerful and powerful.

"This sword is not simple!" Sikong Qingyu seemed to be explaining to Ling Yu and the others, he looked at the wooden sword in Tu Lie's hand, and continued: "This sword is called Desperate, and it is the natal weapon that Tu Lao Monster has cultivated for hundreds of years with essence blood and ten thousand poisons. When facing against people, this mortal sword can not only attack opponents with a sharp blade, but also emit a poisonous mist, which makes people unguardable. Moreover, the original material of this sword was the body of ten thousand poisonous wood, and Tu Lie was impregnated with various poisons, if he was scratched by it, there was no cure at all. ”

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard Tu Lie let out a terrible scream, and Ling Yu turned his head to look at Tu Lie. It was found that Tu Lie was spitting blood from his mouth at this time, and the Desperate Sword had been melted by half of the Extreme Dao Divine Light. The remaining half of the green light also dimmed, and it was almost gone. Tu Lie saw that his beloved weapon was fused, his eyes were bloodshot, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. The Desperate Sword accompanied Tu Lie for hundreds of spring and autumn periods, accompanied him on his journey to the world, slaughtered all directions, and established an immortal foundation. Now that the sword is broken, it's impossible not to feel distressed. Moreover, the Desperate Sword was nourished with Tu Lie's painstaking efforts, and the sword was in line with his heart, and it could even be said that the Desperate Sword had become a part of his body. The broken sword was fused, and Tu Lie was also hit hard.

"Master!" Seeing Tu Lie's mouth spitting blood and his face sallow, the people of the Poison King Valley hurriedly rushed forward, hugged Tu Lie, and pulled him away from the Escape Mountain. Tu Lie looked at the Desperate Sword in despair, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Lord Tu, this is the healing medicine of our Hongfa Pavilion, you take it first and recuperate in peace. Yan Ci, the pavilion master of the Hongfa Pavilion, ordered someone to deliver a white pill to Tu Lie's disciples, put his palms together, and said loudly.

"Thank you, Master!" Tu Lie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Yan Ci with a fist.

"I'm coming!" Seeing that Tu Lie had not broken through the Extreme Dao Divine Light, Situ Hate, the sect leader of the Heavenly Gate Sword Sect, spoke. Although the Heavenly Gate Sword Sect and the Poison King Valley had a grudge, it was no longer the time to worry about these, breaking the ban and climbing the Escape Mountain was the common goal.

I saw that the realm spirit in Situ Hat's hand flashed, and an extremely simple copper-green sword was held in his palm. The sword looked unpretentious, and the patina stained on it even made one suspect that it was a freshly unearthed antique. However, Ling Yu later learned that this sword was the foundation of the Tianmen Sword Sect, and it was an immortal weapon that had been handed down since the primeval period, named Xuanye. Situ hated to pinch the sword trick in his hand and stood at the foot of the Escape Mountain. At this time, Situ Hat's eyes were slightly closed, motionless, although he did not perform any moves, but everyone clearly felt that at this time, Situ Hat's momentum was gradually rising. He was like a heavenly sword transformed from flesh and blood, standing between heaven and earth, and the fierce sword intent swept around with Situ Hate as the center. The sword intent is like the wind, and it blows on a person's face as painful as a knife.

When the fierce sword intent climbed to the extreme, Situ Ha suddenly roared, grabbed Xuanye with both hands, and slashed towards the Hidden World Mountain from top to bottom. At the same time that his Xuanye raised it above his head, the blade of the sword suddenly skyrocketed to hundreds of zhang, and the tip of the sword was as high as the giant ding on the top of the mountain. When the giant sword fell, there seemed to be a sharp flash in the sky, and the incomparable sword intent carried the power of destroying the world towards the Escape Mountain. It seems to be about to split the stars and block the Milky Way. One, two, three! When Situ hated the action, three sword shadows fell one after another, which was amazing.

However, the shadow of the sword that seemed to be able to tear apart the heavens and the earth fell on the extreme divine light of the Hidden World Mountain, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not set off the slightest wave. The divine light of the Hidden World Mountain is like an abyssal quagmire, absorbing all the sword shadows and sword qi, and the divine light is still the same, everything is as usual.

"No, retreat!" Just as everyone was looking at the Escape Mountain intently, Jing Yi suddenly let out a loud roar. At the same time, he linked his palms and pushed the people of the Divine Martial Academy backwards with extremely soft palm power.

Hearing Jing Yi's warning, the cultivators of the other sects also hurriedly retreated in the direction away from the Hidden World Mountain. Although they didn't know what was going on, the Shenwu Academy was the leader of the Zhongzhou Academy, and it would not be wrong to think that their reminder would not be wrong.

Just at the foot of the mountain where everyone had just left the Escape Mountain, the Escape Mountain, which was originally ancient and had no waves, suddenly erupted into a dazzling halo. Those Extreme Dao Divine Lights seemed to have been stimulated by something, and all of Situ Hat's sword intent rebounded back. Suddenly, a rain of swords covered the entire sky. Some of the weaker cultivators did not leave the attack range of the sword rain in time, and their skin was cut by the fierce sword qi, blood gushed out, and painful wails were all in one.

Situ Hate was the closest to the Escape Mountain, and this sudden change caught him by surprise. The sword qi that he had absorbed before instantly rebounded to the outside world, and Situ Hate bore the brunt. That sword intent was as fast as lightning, and Situ had no choice but to sacrifice another immortal weapon of the Tianmen Sword Sect, the "Eastern Emperor Seal", in a hurry, and block it in front of him. But even so, he was still swept away by this violent sword intent, and rolled backwards for about dozens of zhang before slowly stopping his figure.

After the rain of swords, everyone looked at the mountain with a solemn expression. Whether it is Tu Lie or Situ Hat, they are all cultivators who break the delusion realm, and even as little saints, they can't break the ban of the Escape Mountain, you can imagine how strong this extreme divine light is.

"Everyone, let me try it!" Just when everyone was at a loss, Ji Luosheng, the leader of the Psychic Pavilion, came out of the crowd and said loudly.

Among the cultivators present, except for Jing Yi and Sikong Qingyu of the Shenwu Academy, Ji Luosheng's cultivation was the highest, and he had already reached the state of asking the mind, which is what the world calls the sub-holy realm. Moreover, the Tongling Pavilion has a profound heritage, and since it is known as the first mysterious organization in the Huaxia Continent, it must have its own uniqueness. If it were on weekdays, it would be difficult for everyone to see the cultivators of the Tongling Pavilion walking in the world, if it weren't for the fact that the Escape Mountain was very relevant this time, the Tongling Pavilion would not appear in everyone's sight. As for Ji Luosheng's methods, everyone has some faint expectations.

Ji Luosheng slowly walked to the front of the Escape Mountain, and suddenly turned his head to everyone and said incomprehensibly: "Everyone, do you know why our organization is called Tongling Pavilion?" Ji Luosheng smiled warmly, as if a brother next door was gently coaxing his sister.

Hearing Ji Luosheng's words, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and they all showed a look of confusion. They only know that the Tongling Pavilion is the No. 1 intelligence organization in China, and there is nothing they know about in the world, but why they are called the Tongling Pavilion, everyone does not know much.

Ji Luosheng looked at everyone's confused expressions, shook his head with a smile, he looked at the Escape Mountain again, and said softly: "Because, in addition to being the first in the world in the intelligence and information network, our Psychic Pavilion is also proficient in psychic techniques!"

After Ji Luosheng finished speaking, his palms slowly opened to the sides. He sat cross-legged, his body floating in the air. As his body rose, a gust of wind blew inexplicably in the sky. As the wind raged, Ji Luosheng spoke. Spells that seemed to be witchcraft flowed from his mouth, obscure notes like the summoning of some mysterious ritual. As his voice grew more and more rapid, the wind in the sky became more and more manic. The howling wind forced everyone to cover their eyes and avoid the wind and sand.

"Boom!" the wind died down as a burst of thunder rang out. Then, as if people heard the sound of boulders hitting the ground, with that special rhythm, everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked up. When everyone saw the scene in front of them, they were all dumbfounded.

Because in front of everyone, at the feet of Ji Luosheng, there was a giant with a height of thirty zhang standing in front of the mountain of retreat. The giant looked like an ape, and his entire body was covered in a thick layer of cyan fur. His eyes were the size of a millstone and shimmered with a wild light. In his hand he held a huge stone mallet with a length of fifteen zhang, the diameter of the stone mallet was about one zhang thick, and when the giant walked, the stone mallet swung back and forth, and the gusts of wind brought up the hair of the nearby cultivators were ruffled, making people daunting.

"Ancient Giant! It turned out to be an Ancient Giant! But he has been dissipated for hundreds of thousands of years, how can he reappear in the world!" Sikong Qingyu looked at the giant at Ji Luosheng's feet and sighed incredulously.

"No, this shouldn't be the real Ancient Giant, he should be a puppet that was fused with the essence blood of the Ancient Giant, and then refined by someone with great mana. However, judging from the aura of this giant, he should have been exiled to another plane all the time. Jing Yi shook his head and said.

"Resurrect the ancient giants and exile them in another time and space?" Hearing Jing Yi's speculation, Sikong Qingyu was puzzled for a while. If this ancient giant can be resurrected, then can other ancient powers also be resurrected, if you think about it this way...... It's scary to think about.

"Everyone, you think too highly of my Psychic Pavilion, this ancient giant is not the great power of the ancient period, but the spirit body that I summoned his soul by using the secret method of our Psychic Pavilion, although he can appear in front of us, but his cultivation is less than one-tenth of the real ancient giant. This is just our psychic technique, and it does not mean to blaspheme the ancients, please forgive me!" Ji Luosheng seemed to guess everyone's thoughts, he stood high in the air and said softly.

"Ancient Giant, what is an Ancient Giant?" Ling Yu looked at Jing Yi and Sikong Qingyu with shocked expressions, and asked softly to Wu Dao in confusion.

"The Ancient Giant was a cultivator in the Ancient Period, and he was the most outstanding cultivator of the Giant Clan. The Giant Clan is not a race from the Huaxia Continent, but a vast star from the Ten Thousand Spirits Star Domain. It is rumored that the people there are giants, and even the thinnest are twelve feet tall. At the time of the Great War of Gods and Demons, the Giant Clan was invited by Huaxia Ancestral Star to come to assist Ancestral Star, and the ancient giant was among them. Later, after the end of the war, the ancient giants stayed in the Huaxia Ancestral Star. It's just that their cultivation method is different from ours, so they can't fly to the immortal realm. After he lived for 30,000 years, Yu Huaxia Zuxing died. The reason why he is respected by the Chinese people is that they left their homeland in order to help Zuxing tide over the difficulties, and they are willing to stay here for a long time to deter foreign people. Wu Fatzi recalled.

"Then why do you say that his cultivation method is different from Huaxia? shouldn't the cultivation method of the Ten Thousand Souls Star Domain return to the sect?" Ling Yu looked at the giant in front of him and asked.

"Not necessarily, there are many talents in the Wanling Star Domain, and there are too many things that we can't understand. The reason why the Giants are different is that they never practice any exercises, they rely on brute force to win, and all the exercises and Taoism in the world are invalid against them. Wu Dao shook his head and explained softly.

"If that's the case, you probably won't need to do it. If the Ancient Giant was immune to all the exercises, then the Extreme Dao Divine Light of this Retreat Mountain should not be able to hurt him!" Ling Yu's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.