Yizhou City, at the port wharf, Yun Fan was about to walk to the bluestone street, suddenly, his face changed, his whole body aura suddenly exploded, his right hand turned into a palm, and he grabbed the Qiankun bag like lightning.

The next second, his eyes couldn't help but be horrified, and he felt an unimaginable majestic force erupt in his life, shaking his right palm away.

At the same time, a purple-gold streamer shot out uncontrollably from the Qiankun bag, rushing into the air more than 100 zhang high, exuding a thick dazzling light, enveloping the entire dock in an instant, attracting a large number of astonished eyes.

"What's going on?", Yun Fan's eyes were startled, looking at the hundreds of hot gazes around him, his face suddenly became gloomy.

At this moment, to the east of the continent, the endless mountain domain was like an undulating dragon, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and here sat the Heavenly Dragon Sect, one of the four great lord-level forces.

In the core area of the mountain where the Heavenly Dragon Sect is located, there is an incomparably huge green light wave, and the vast sea-like formation power fluctuations make people faintly frightened.

The Eight Desolation Heavenly Dragon Array, the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Mountain Protection Array, is as solid as gold, and it is said that even if the Venerable Lord makes a move, it will be difficult to forcibly break through this formation in a short period of time.

In the depths of the emerald green mountain under the shroud of the Eight Desolation Heavenly Dragon Array, there is a vast land of clouds, among which on the Heavenly Dragon Peak, countless strange lines flicker, reflecting this mountain brightly, and it seems that there is a great man sitting in it.

On the top of Tianlong Peak, a quaint cyan hall is like an ancient beast crawling, exuding a terrifying aura, on the top of the main hall, a dragon sculpture that looks up to the sky and screams, opening its teeth and dancing claws, lifelike.

Inside the cyan hall, an old man in sackcloth with an ordinary face sat quietly on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, and there was no breath on his body, like a person without any cultivation.

But the next moment, the cyan hall trembled suddenly, shaking the Heavenly Dragon Peak violently, and at the same time, a purple-gold streamer rushed into the sky, exuding an incomparably eye-catching light, startling many disciples in the Tianlong Mountain Domain to look at the sky with surprised eyes.

Two rays of light flew out from a corner of the Tianlong Mountain Domain, and came to the outside of Tianlong Peak, gathering the figures of a man and a woman, both of whom had extremely powerful aura, and either of them had the ability to destroy a large sect on their own.

"Wait, let's talk to the ancestor first", a middle-aged man with tiger eyes and a resolute face looked at the Tianlong Peak in front of him and raised his hand.

"Sect Master Yi, such a big movement, the ancestor should have already discovered it", another woman wearing a Huafeng colorful robe, a noble temperament, and a cold face spoke.

"Hmm", the middle-aged man nodded, and then fled together, slowly sweeping to the door of the cyan hall.

"Disciple Yi Zhoutian and disciple Gu Meng greet the ancestor", the middle-aged man and the noble woman in colorful clothes bowed respectfully towards Tianlong Peak at the same time, not daring to be the slightest disrespectful.

"The old man Qisu, I was already hopeless, but I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would still be able to see the time when the Beicang Orders gathered on the continent", the old man in Mai with an ordinary face was the Seven Suites Venerable Lord who had been powering the Beicang Continent for many years, he opened his cloudy eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

"Pass the order, let the disciples in the sect step up their trials to improve their strength, and in the future, the land of inheritance will be opened, and my Heavenly Dragon Sect will definitely take the lead."

"Yes!", Yi Zhoutian and Gu Meng replied respectfully, and at the same time, an extremely shocked look appeared on their faces.

As the real high-level helmsman of the Great Sect, they naturally knew very well the meaning that the Beicang Order represented, but the last time the Beicang Order gathered was 10,000 years ago, and in the past 10,000 years, it had already been submerged in the long river of time, if it weren't for the fact that the Seven Lords mentioned it again today, it would be difficult for them to believe such a fact.

After Yi Zhoutian and Gu Meng left, in the cyan hall, the Seven Residences Venerable Lord closed his eyes again and fell into silence.

At the same time as the Tianlong Mountain Domain underwent a mutation, tens of thousands of miles away, there was a super huge city, which was an ancient giant city, inherited to the era of the Great Emperor of Beicang, and had an incomparably long history.

Hundreds of miles north of the super city, in the midst of a rolling mountain range, there is a huge mountain peak that towers into the clouds and reaches into the sky, on which countless flickering formations are constructed, and the magnificent buildings are hidden in the clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

This place is the Zhongtian City in the hinterland of the Beicang Continent, and the huge mountain peak that reaches into the sky is the Qi Tian Peak where the Zhongtian Gate is located.

At this time, at the peak of Qi Tian Peak, a man wearing a blue Confucian robe and a bookish face was holding an unknown picture scroll in his hand, looking up at the dazzling purple-gold streamer in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

At a certain moment, a young woman with a long sword on her back, an elegant temperament, and a head full of black hair coiled high appeared behind the man in a Confucian robe.

"Beicang Ling is still gathered after all", the young woman with an elegant temperament said softly.

"Heaven and earth are running endlessly, there is a fixed number in the dark, cold smoke, remember the disciples of Zhongtianmen for tens of thousands of years", the masculinity of the Confucian robe came out of the dust, looking at the sky lightly, not knowing what to think.

"For hundreds of years, others have called you Haoran Lord, thinking that you are in a high position and control the world, but I don't know you", Han Yan's delicate body trembled slightly, closed his eyes, and after taking a deep breath, his brilliance flashed, and he left with a resolute face.

"Alas", Lord Haoran sighed, his gaze as lonely as the cold moonlight.

In the desolate and reckless region in the north, there is a world of white mist and misty, and in the endless depths, a floating vast heavenly palace hangs in the sky.

The Endless Storm was turbulent, cold and terrifying, like countless swords and sword shadows, roaring and eroding the surroundings of the Heavenly Palace, but no matter how terrible the storm was, it could not help the Heavenly Palace at all.

In a hidden world of stars, the night sky is so long and starry that it is hard to imagine that this place is so similar to the night sky of the outside world.

At this time, in the night sky, a purple-gold streamer shimmered, illuminating most of the space.

Under the light, a middle-aged man with a mysterious aura sat in the starry sky, and the breath of heaven and earth seemed to slowly revolve around him.

"The fifth Beicang Order has appeared, the inheritance temple is in the world, and the mainland will be in chaos, but I don't know where the fourth Beicang Order is so far", the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he said to himself.

"Pass the order down and pay close attention to the movements of the major forces," the middle-aged man said lightly.

"Subordinates obey!", a hoarse man's voice echoed in the air, but there was no one to be seen.