Eastern Regions.

This is the territory of the Holy Domain, which is imprinted with traces of the Holy Land from head to toe, and if you walk on any road, you may meet disciples of the Holy Land wearing all kinds of clothes, although they will not oppress ordinary monks at will, but most people are also in awe when they meet them, and they are timid, and they don't want to get into any trouble, so they generally avoid them.

How many disciples are there in the Sanctuary?

This is a difficult question to answer, in a narrow sense, there are probably only more than 10,000 disciples who have really entered the Sacred Domain Sect, but the Sacred Domain has thirteen holy cities, and there are a large number of monks and mortals living in them, in a sense, they are the soil where the Sacred Domain breeds genius monks, and they are completely the 'own people' of the Sacred Domain, and in the seven halls of the Sacred Domain, there are actually many low-level monks from these Holy Cities, if these people are counted, the Holy Domain belongs to millions of people.

Ten thousand and million.

From this, it can also be easily seen how fierce the competition in the Holy Domain is, in this million 'soils', everyone is eager for themselves or their heirs to be favored by the Holy Domain, so as to ascend to the heavens in one step and truly enter the sect, which not only means that his own future is infinite, but also means that all his relatives can soar.

After all, in the thirteen holy cities, every family with a head and a face and a reputation has a backer and background in the sect, and the fall of a holy domain elder or disciple often means the decline of a family.

The nearest Sanctuary Secret Land is completely different from the past.

There are a lot of monks coming and going, if you are sharp-eyed, you can also find at a glance that there are a lot of fresh faces mixed in these monks, of course, no one will worry that this is the spies of other sects sneaking into the door, because the defense of the holy domain has always been tight, and no spy will be so stupid as to be so blatant.

But this still aroused the curiosity of many people, but the rules set by the Sanctuary for a long time told them that they could guess in their hearts, but they could not ask about it, let alone try to peep into this kind of secret.

Although these outsiders came from all directions, they all gathered in the same place, which was a forbidden place in the Holy Domain, surrounded by powerful forces, even the disciples in the sect, most of them were not qualified to enter.

In the forbidden land, there have been many monks, both from the Holy Domain's own people and outsiders.

They stood in a circle, inside and outside a total of nine layers, the innermost circle is three half emperors, three people lined up, the one in the middle is wearing a golden mopping robe, which is painted from head to toe with intricate ornaments, at a cursory glance, in addition to the signs representing the thirteen holy cities of the Holy Domain, there are also dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other kinds of beasts, the most special of which is the nine layers of heaven behind, each layer has several immortal palaces, but what does the nine layers of heaven represent, there have been different opinions on the boundary road, even the disciples of the Holy Land themselves are not sure which statement is right。

However, there is one theory that many people believe in believing that there is some unknown connection between the Sacred Realm and the Heavenly Court, and that the Nine Heavens symbolize the so-called Heavenly Realm.

Of course, the Sanctuary itself does not admit this statement.

This golden-robed old man is the lord of the holy realm, and his left and right sides are wearing silver robes, although there are many ornaments on them, they are still a grade lower than the golden robe, and there are no nine layers of heaven behind them, replaced by a tripod and a black seal.

This is the magic weapon of the two half-emperors.

The three half-emperors stood straight, separated by a foot from each other, and in front of them floated a huge piece of paper, which was already a little yellowed, and a piece of it was broken in the upper left corner, but fortunately it was not serious, and it did not affect the pattern in the middle of the paper.

This pattern is blue-gray, it is two large circles, one is smooth in the middle, only the outer arc is engraved with ornamentation, and the other is completely filled with various patterns and words, at a glance it seems that it is difficult to figure out what these two circles are, but after staring carefully for a while, you can find that this is actually a mirror rubbing.

The paper is windless and automatic, and it makes a trembling sound incessantly.

The three half-emperors each stretched out a hand, and the powerful aura merged into the rubbing, and the lord of the sacred domain in the middle seemed to be urging some kind of secret method, and gradually established a wonderful connection with the rubbing, the pattern on the rubbing lit up little by little, the color of blue and gray slowly receded, and the pattern became real, the smooth and reflective mirror, the uneven back, it looked as if it was really a mirror.

An inexplicable fluctuation suddenly appeared.

The air rippled slightly, and there seemed to be something in the endless void that refracted the power, and the ancient and desolate aura poured out from the rubbing.

The other monks other than the three half-emperors were already pale, and the power pressed in the void was actually not strong, but with a kind of high-level aura, it was the suppression of the Great Dao and the Origin, except for the overhaul of the Hug Yi Realm, everyone else felt instinctive discomfort.

Time slowly passed, and this power grew stronger.

"One!"

The half-emperor on the left suddenly roared, and a roar like thunder resounded through the sky.

The monks in the innermost circle responded immediately, these monks were the least numerous, only dozens of people, but they were all holding a realm, and there was a circle of silver lines under their feet, extending from the front of everyone to the feet of the three half-emperors, these monks of the hugging realm suddenly knelt down on one knee and pressed their palms the lines in front of them.

Powerful aura poured in along the lines, quickly converging on the bodies of the three half-emperors.

The results are immediate.

The light on the rubbing, the tremor became stronger and stronger, and all the power in the void was projected on the rubbing, and a hazy circular shadow appeared in the air.

"Two!"

The monks in the second circle moved when they heard the sound, and there were nearly a hundred of them, all of whom were monks from the Tianyuan Realm.

The momentum on the three half-emperors became stronger again, and the mirror shadow in the air gradually took shape.

"Three, four!"

This time, two circles of monks were dispatched, and the mirror shadow in the air was finally complete, and the details of the mirror could be clearly seen.

"Finally got you. ”

The Lord of the Sanctuary looked up at the mirror shadow and said in a cold voice.

"This is the legendary Flood Mirror?" the Half Emperor on the left sighed a little, and the mirror in mid-air hung down with a misty pale yellow light, "We just caught a trace of its breath, which already made me feel afraid." ”

"It's more difficult to pull the Flood Desolate Mirror body over than we thought. The Half Emperor on the right frowned, "It will take at least seven days longer than expected, and more reserve disciples need to be gathered." ”

The Lord of the Sanctuary closed his eyes, "It's okay, it's only seven days, we can afford to wait." ”

"Yes," the half-emperor on the right smiled, "after all, those three are busy dealing with the winds of darkness." ”

"It's better to be careful, the Silver Horn Clan has been making a lot of moves lately. ”

"The Hall of Eternal Life seems to be planning something, they are looking for something related to the Immortal Emperor of the Terrans. ”

"Two Immortal Emperors...... Are they the same person?"

"It doesn't matter who they are," the Lord of the Sanctuary interrupted the conversation between the two Half Emperors beside him, "The most important thing for us is to pull the Flood Desolate Mirror here and devote all the monks." ”

"Yes. ”

The Great Emperor on the left nodded, and a loud roar resounded through the sky again.

"Nine floors in unison!"