In the main hall.

Chang pressed his sword eyebrows, and with a wave of his right hand, a snakeskin scabbard long sword flew on the wall, followed by three shorter black wood scabbard long swords.

The four swords hung in the hall and sounded, and the sound of the sword was endless.

This is a means for the sword to move at will, the legendary imperial sword technique, and the immortal sword technique to be cultivated to the extreme.

It can be seen that Chu Wangxian is scalp is numb.

Chang took a flash, the door of the palace opened, and the four swords cut out the sword light, and his figure had rushed out of the house like a gust of wind.

"What happened?"

Chu Wangxian's spirit tensed, and he followed the direction that Chang Yi left, his body flashed out of the palace door, and he hurriedly followed out to see what was going on.

In the middle of the north wind boundary.

Sanqingmen, like a fairyland, is suffering from a catastrophe.

Endless black clouds came to destroy the city, and the rolling dark clouds seemed to be pressed down like the tide of the sea, as if they wanted to swallow the world.

Boom!

It was like the roar of war drums sweeping across the sky, deafening, and illuminating the night

One after another thunderbolts that lit up the sky shattered the Sanqingmen Mountain Protection Array, and the entire top of the Wood Hunt shook in the raging thunder and lightning.

With the help of the thunder light, Chu Wangxian saw clearly who the enemy was.

At the top of the statue of Nuwa in Sanqingmen, a black-robed man stood on it, revealing only mysterious red eyes.

"It's them again!"

"The Ten Witches of Lingshan, no matter where they are, they can always be seen, they are really as ghostly as kraft candy!" Chu Wangxian bit his teeth, and his heart was unhappy.

In Chu Wangxian's eyes, Chang moved.

Chang Yi carried four swords, stepping on the clouds and standing in the air, his eyebrows twisted, and he shouted like thunder. It seemed that thousands of sword qi shot out from his body, blowing a mighty sword qi, like a tenth-level typhoon.

His right hand shook the void heavily, the space shook, and a cold light long sword fell into his hand.

Taigong Sword! A sword used by Jiang Taigong.

This sword is four feet long, the hilt is a dragon, the tip of the sword is like a tooth, and the whole body bursts with colorful divine light, as if there is infinite sword energy.

It is often the hole cards left in the previous life on the occasion of the Shang Zhou.

"Wu Xie, Wu Luo has been sealed by me, and you Ten Witches of Lingshan still dare to appear in front of me. ”

Chang slashed into the air, and a sword light slashed quickly and sharply, and the space was torn in half, soaring into the sky.

Tear!

Wu Xie couldn't dodge, his right arm was cut off, but not a trace of blood flowed out, he giggled, and looked at Chang Xie with bloody eyes.

"You immortal and immortal guy, entangled from generation to generation, when Shang Daji, when Xia Jian Mei was happy, when Yao Shunyu was happy, and when the Yellow Emperor was Youyou, I was tired of seeing your face!"

Wu Xie's anger was cold, and he stepped on his right foot violently, and the statue of Nuwa collapsed from the waist in response. With a bang, it broke off on the ground.

Chu Wangxian listened to Wu Xie's roar, and his heart was frightened.

It turned out that he had been entangled with the Ten Witches of Lingshan for countless generations, and as long as major events happened in history, there would definitely be his previous life and the Ten Witches of Lingshan.

At the time of Shang Daji, when Xia Jian Mei was happy, when Yao Shunyu was happy, and when the Yellow Emperor was Youyou, these history books recorded that in the major events that changed the course of China, his previous life and the Ten Witches of Lingshan actually participated.

Then this time it is the era of the hundred schools of Zhuzi, and the ten witches of Lingshan have come to attack the Sanqing Gate.

Chu Wangxian's back tightened, and he looked at the battle in the sky, and he had the illusion of being struggling and powerless.

I was caught up in the battles of one life after another, is this the fate of the eternal chess game?

"In this life, I should have been defeated!"

Chu Wangxian understood the result of this battle, and after he came to the North Wind Realm, all he saw was ruins!

What we see now is only a projection, it should be the moment of the destruction of the Sanqing Gate in history, and he, as a bystander 2,500 years later, is witnessing this scene.

In his previous life, he lost this move, at least Sanqingmen was destroyed in the end.

Chu Wangxian revealed complex emotions, there were losses and wins in the confrontation, and he was about to witness the failure of his previous life, he was really unwilling.

While thinking wildly, Chu Wangxian was startled by the vision and looked at Wu Xie fiercely.

Wu Xie, who is the Ten Witches of Lingshan, shook his right palm again, as if he was in his chest, and he released the killer weapon.

In the sky, the clouds tore apart, a roar sounded, and a rolling vortex black hole connected to the ghost world was formed.

At first it was only one zhang wide.

Ten zhang wide after ten breaths.

After twenty breaths, it was fifty zhang wide.

A hundred-foot-long black hand suddenly stretched out from the whirlpool, and the other ghost finger grabbed the edge of the whirlpool, struggling to tear open the space.

From the giant hand, it can be estimated that the huge body of this monster, which can be at least hundreds of meters high, also makes Chu Wangxian stunned, there is such a huge monster in the ghost world.

In the wind where ghosts cry and wolves howl.

Countless ghosts and monsters, like pouring floods, rushed out of the cracks in space.

A ghostly rampaging giant twice as tall as a normal human, a monstrous goblin with wings, and a grumpy evil ghost with four eyes......

It's a ghost thing in the ghost world.

Chu Wangxian had already seen a variety of monsters and ghosts recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "Sou Shen Ji", and he also heard the disciples of Sanqingmen shouting about the cracks in the ghost ruins, and he estimated that the cracks in the ghost ruins were the passages that could connect the ghost world.

These ghosts fell, extremely ferocious, and not afraid of death, and fought with the disciples of the Sanqing Sect.

Boom Boom!

A giant tree root, ten kilometers long and thicker than a skyscraper, suddenly burst into the sky and slammed down, smashing these ghosts and monsters as easily as crushing ants.

Chu Wangxian was thrilled to see it, and he was so strong looking for wood!

In his previous life, Chang Yan was confident.

The sacred tree of the North Wind Realm, the strength of the Thousand Miles Seeking Wood is comparable to that of the immortal gods, and the intruding ghosts are regarded as the target of strangulation, and they are killed one by one.

"Looking for wood? ”

Giggles!

The Ten Witches of Lingshan let out a laugh of a saw rubbing and rose into the sky, and he sacrificed a black fruit that had been prepared a long time ago, pinched the fruit, turned it into powder and fell to the root of the tree that was looking for wood.

If you want to deal with Xunmu, one of the three sacred trees of ancient times, you can only use Ruomu, which is also one of the three sacred trees.

Suddenly, the green leaves of the thousands of miles of wood withered and fell.

A twelve-level devastating earthquake struck, and Xunmu had gone berserk, waving huge branches that were thousands of feet long, like a tree demon, and began to attack indiscriminately.

The palace of Sanqingmen collapsed one after another.

Chang Yi gasped and jumped into the air, the Taigong Sword in his hand had lost its light.

But his purpose was partially achieved, the giant ghost who tore through the space had already cut off his fingers and retreated, and the space had automatically closed.

However, before an incident broke out again, the Sacred Tree of the Protector Realm went crazy! This thousand-mile-seeking tree has lived for an unknown number of years, and its strength is comparable to that of an immortal god, and no one can stop it.

"Holy Wood Demon, how did you Lingshan Ten Witches do it?"

"This tree is too troublesome, so it has been laid out since King Zhou Mu, from the time when you were more than ten generations old. ”

"Lingshan Ten Witches, you are really a difficult opponent, four hundred years in advance. But you're not alone. ”

Chang Yi looked at the Ten Witches of Lingshan and then at the crazy holy tree, his eyes became cold. If you want to reverse it, you must use the killer weapon left over from your previous life.

Among the ruins of Sanqingmen.

Chu Wangxian was standing behind the collapsed pillar and standing out of the matter, he looked around the battlefield, and his heart ached.

The little junior sister who led the way also died, and her head was bitten off by a ghost, and the picture was miserable.

At this moment, it was a projection of 2,500 years ago, and it was useless for him to be in a hurry, so he could only see the cause and effect clearly, and leave it for revenge in the future.

The confrontation between him and the Ten Witches of Lingshan has lasted for one lifetime after another, and what he sees in front of him is only a moment in history, not the beginning or the end, just a confrontation in a certain life.

"I must complete this mission and obtain the Hundred Immortal Arts, so that I can defeat the Ten Witches of Lingshan in my time. ”

Chu Wangxian clenched his fists, he hadn't forgotten the purpose of his trip.

At this time, Chu Wangxian's eyes began to stare at Chang Xuan, and the hundred immortal techniques were still on him. Even if Chang Shu died, he had to know where he died and get back the Hundred Immortal Arts.