Such a huge spiritual power! Such a huge sound!

Not to mention the power of the Spirit Infant Realm, even if a deaf person is thousands of miles away, the ear cavity will be vibrate.

However, there was still silence in the valley, and nothing happened.

The elders looked at each other in horror.

The sound that Ling Tian made just now, it was impossible for the four Spirit Infant Realm Masters not to hear it, even if the practice was at a critical juncture, couldn't they even reply?

Don't...... What's going on?

Ning Chengdong's face was dark, and with a flick of his fingers, a spiritual energy shot out quickly, passing through several defensive formations, and submerged into the depths of the valley.

The faces of the elders have changed greatly!

It turned out that the defensive formation had already been broken, and the red light of the mist was only in vain.

"Something may have happened to the four masters!

Ning Chengdong let out a loud shout and rushed into the valley first, and the others also rushed into the valley, only Zhu Hanyun glanced at Ling Tian and followed into the valley.

"Master, are we still going in?" Xue Qianrou worried, the four Spirit Infant Realm monks were terrifying enough, and it would only be ten times more terrifying to threaten the existence of the four Spirit Infant Realm monks.

Something happened to the four sons of the innate, and Ning Chengdong and the others, as elders in the sect, naturally had an unshirkable responsibility, but there was no need for Ling Tian to take risks.

"Why don't you watch it?"

Ling Tian smiled faintly, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly into the valley.

Xue Qianrou stuck out her tongue, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains who favored the tiger mountains, and the master was too calm.

I saw the fragrance of flowers in the valley, and the low song of birds, but it was a good place to live in seclusion.

"This valley is low, how can it be called Tianchi?" Ling Tian wondered.

"Master, I heard that Tianchi is in a different space, and there should be a spatial entrance to Tianchi in this valley. "Yukisen judo.

Ling Tian nodded, Tianchi is the cultivation holy land of the Innate Sect, and it really won't be easy.

The two walked for a while, and saw Ning Chengdong and more than a dozen others gathered in front, not knowing what they were doing.

Ling Tian took Xue Qianrou and flew over.

I saw a sword mark on the ground that was more than ten zhang deep, and there were words written next to it:

"Death to those who cross this line"

Ling Tian glanced at it, looking at the strength of this sword mark, as well as the shape of it in one go, at least it was also a monk in the Law Phase Realm Returning to Truth Stage, and it was very likely that the Spirit Infant Realm would also be in the Spirit Infant Realm.

Interesting!

Ling Tian released his divine sense, glanced at a large mountain rock not far behind the line, and smiled slightly.

Ning Chengdong's face was frightened, his body trembled slightly, the four masters had no news, and there were sword marks in the valley, I am afraid that something really happened.

"The supernatural powers of the four masters are not trivial, to endanger them, it will take at least more than a dozen Spirit Infant Realm to besiege them, why don't we feel a little movement?" Wei Yushu looked at the sword marks on the ground and frowned.

All the Supreme Elders were puzzled, and the Spirit Infant Realm immortals fought each other, and it was earth-shattering.

Everyone has always been in the Innate Sect, and if the four masters are besieged, it is impossible for them to have no movement at all.

"What are you waiting for? This sword mark is obviously a trick on someone who wants to delay time, most of the four masters are trapped, we will support immediately!" Feng Xingfa said urgently, he was the second among the twelve Supreme Elders, he grew up in the Xiantian Sect since he was a child, and the Xingzi Zi, one of the four sons of the Xiantian, was his master.

At this time, the master may be suffering, Feng Xingfa is anxious, and before he speaks, he is about to step over the sword mark.

"Senior Brother Feng is right, if the four masters fight with the enemy, we can at least feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, and now there is no movement at all, most of the masters are trapped by the enemy with secret methods, and they need our support!"

"Master is in trouble, I will not hesitate to fight for this life, go quickly!" called Lian Zhiyu, he was one of the twelve Supreme Elders, an apprentice of the Dusty Son, in the middle of the Faxiang Realm.

The elders were about to cross the sword marks when a man came out from behind the rocks.

His middle-aged appearance, with a face like white jade, raised eyebrows and eyes, is quite heroic, and has a mocking smile on his face, giving people a sense of cynicism.

"Are you blind, and it's no joke that those who cross this line will die. The man shook his head and smiled.

"Spirit Infant Realm?!"

Everyone felt the aura on this person's body, and their faces suddenly changed greatly.

"Who is Your Excellency, and what happened to my four masters?" Ning Chengdong said in a deep voice.

"You're Ning Chengdong, right? I don't even know you, you're not qualified. The middle-aged man laughed.

"Senior Brother Ning, what nonsense are you talking about with him, he just wants to delay time, let's go together!"

Feng Xing's voice did not fall, he patted the storage bag, took out a flying sword magic weapon, and the buzzing sound was endless, and the other eleven Law Phase Realm elders also sacrificed magic weapons one after another.

Twelve magic weapons are suspended in the air, dancing with brilliance, with the flying sword as the master, as well as halberds, small axes, spears, etc.

"Hit!"

Ning Chengdong let out a low snort, and twelve Changhong struck out, with an astonishing momentum and overwhelming.

But the middle-aged man just chuckled, stretched out his hands, and his palms bloomed with thunder like water ripples, and then pushed out.

I saw that the thunder light shook like a curtain, and the magic weapon collided with the thunder light, and the sneering sound continued, and it was like a headless fly, and it lost control.

Immediately after that, the middle-aged man made a knife with his hand, and an invisible sword qi condensed by divine thoughts slashed down, and suddenly a flying sword lost its brilliance and fell to the ground.

The flying sword was Lian Zhiyu's natal magic weapon, his mind was connected, he found that he could no longer urge the magic weapon, and the divine thoughts placed on the flying sword were actually cut off, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he blurted out: "Yin Thunder Knife! You are Yin Thunder Knife Yin Zhijie!"

Yin Thunder Knife Yin Zhijie, a monk of the Xuanjian Gate Spirit Infant Realm, is good at using Yin Thunder and destroying people's magic weapons, and the sword qi condensed by a divine thought just now is his unique skill.

If the spiritual power is highly condensed, it will become a divine consciousness, and if the divine consciousness is highly condensed, it will become a divine consciousness attack spell, and this person's divine consciousness can be condensed into a sword qi, and the strength of the divine mind is really terrifying.

"You have some eyesight. Yin Zhijie smiled faintly.

The other elders took advantage of this opportunity to withdraw their magic weapons one after another, and in front of the Yin Thunder Knife, the magic weapons were probably useless.

No matter how many cultivators in the Faxiang Realm there are, they are helpless against the power of the Upper Spirit Infant Realm.

"What happened to my four masters?What is Your Excellency's intention in infiltrating the Innate Sect?Could it be that the Xuanjian Sect has launched a war against this sect?" Ning Chengdong said with a dark face.

"Not really, I'm just here to persuade a few old stubborns. Yin Zhijie stood with his hands in his hands, looking fearless.

"Chengdong, let's go. Then an old voice sounded in the valley.

Ning Chengdong and the other twelve elders all showed a look of surprise, and this voice was the voice of one of the four sons of the innate world.

"Master, are you okay old man?" Zhang Wuji exclaimed excitedly, it was his master who came out of the dust.

Zhang Wuji is the son of the previous suzerain of the Xiantian Sect, after the death of the old suzerain, the infighting in the door continued, Zhang Wuji lived in the mountains, and he also found Zhang Wuji out of the dust and helped him sit on the position of the suzerain of the Xiantian Sect.

"The four of us are okay for the time being, Yin Zhijie blocked the entrance to Tianchi with a spatial crack, and asked us to swear with our Dao hearts, support the merger of the seven sects, and separate the original gods, and sacrifice them into the forbidden god card, and then let us out. The voice of the dust was calm, and although he was in danger, he did not panic at all.

As soon as the dust man's voice fell, the twelve elders pointed at Yin Zhijie and scolded.

The original god is sacrificed into the forbidden god card, life and death are slaughtered by others, like a slave, this person dares to be so presumptuous to the four sons of the innate nature.