Not long ago, Ling Yu and the others thought that the long snake had just happened to fly into the sky, and they chose to be desperate in order to find an opportunity to break through the immortal realm. But when they saw countless strong men rising from all directions and sweeping into the sky, they realized that things were not so simple.

Although the long snake was very old, it had not yet reached the time to break the cauldron and sink the boat, which showed that it had been planning for a long time to plunder the Jianmu Divine Tree.

And the other powerhouses chose to seize the green lightning, and it was not a momentary bravery.

When Ling Yu helped Xuan Miaoan repel the strong man of the Buddha of the Ages, and even when Ling Yu and the others fought against the Red Ghost and others in the Kunlun Realm, in fact, the troubled times had already begun quietly. Ling Yu thought that the Red Ghost was his mortal enemy, but in fact, the Red Ghost was just one of them.

The Jianmu Divine Tree manifested on the Nine Heavens, as a divine tree that communicates heaven and earth, the Jianmu Divine Tree attracted the covetousness of all directions as soon as it appeared, and it was reasonable for the strong people from all sides to secretly conspire.

And that long snake is just the one with the guts of all those who want to seize the opportunity. Therefore, it dared to take the lead in rushing into the nine heavens and devouring the opportunity of green thunder and lightning.

When the long snake swallowed the green lightning, it was nourished by the opportunity in the Jianmu Divine Tree, and turned from a long snake to a Jiao, although it did not reach the realm of turning into a dragon, but it also made other people red-eyed.

Because of this, when the long snake swallowed the thunder and lightning and left the Jianmu Divine Tree, countless strong people manifested one after another and rushed towards the Jianmu Divine Tree.

In the face of chance, there is no so-called reserve in the eyes of those strong people. They are cultivators, not ladies. When they saw that a bolt of lightning could turn a long snake into a dragon, they tore off their restrained cloak and turned into a flood beast.

And among all the powerhouses who rushed towards the Jianmu Divine Tree, the most unlucky one was probably the first long snake to capture a piece of lightning before. Now, perhaps it's more appropriate to call it Changjiao.

As the first creature to comprehend the fate of the Jianmu Divine Tree, when it left the Jianmu Divine Tree, it had already been targeted by many strong people. People know very well in their hearts that a small piece of thunder and lightning has such a powerful spiritual power, if they swallow it all, won't they soar immediately?

Of course, fantasy is fantasy, and the vast majority of cultivators present are still self-aware. Because when the long snake rushed towards the green thunderbolt, it was taken by surprise, and no one stopped it. But if you rush to the Jianmu Divine Tree now to seize the opportunity, it would be strange if you were not beaten into a sieve.

Since the long snake, countless strong people have flown into the sky to seize the thunder and lightning, and at this time, the vicinity of the Jianmu Divine Tree is no longer a place where chance gathers, but a dangerous vortex.

If you cultivate to be a strong person, you will naturally not be afraid of other strong people and dare to compete for power. But not all of them have the strength to dominate one side. Therefore, many people set their sights on the long snake that turned into a dragon.

In fact, before the long snake turned into a dragon, people had already seen the bottom of the long snake.

This long snake is colorful, about 100 zhang long, and has the cultivation of the fairy realm. Therefore, even if this long snake did not turn into a Jiao, its inner pill was better than many elixirs.

When Chang Jiao was secretly glad that he had obtained the opportunity to defy the sky, before he could fall to the earth, he was blocked by seven cultivators. Those seven people seem to be one person, and the tacit understanding between their gestures may not be cultivated in ten or eight years.

Looking at the seven pale-faced cultivators in front of him, Chang Jiao spoke, "Who are you? Why are you blocking this king's way? If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Hearing Chang Jiao's words, the old man led by him smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth, he licked the blade in his hand, and said softly: "The person who took your Neidan!"

After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at the other six people, and the seven of them shot almost at the same time, and a sword net the size of a palace instantly enveloped Changjiao. Poor Changjiao, he didn't even have a chance to make a move, so he was stripped of the snake's skin and took out Neidan and snake gall.

Looking at the seven old men in the sky, a smile rose on the corner of Ling Yu's mouth, as if he had guessed the identities of those seven people.

"Xiao Yu, do you know them?" Xiao Hei asked when he saw Ling Yu's face.

"To have such a tacit understanding, and not a single ray of aura leaked out before they started, I'm afraid they were born to kill. Ling Yu's eyes were deep.

"You mean...... Bliss?" Fu Chao's heart moved, and he said.

"Well, since they have all appeared, it seems that the master of the Paradise Pavilion should also be here!" Ling Yu looked at the seven figures in the sky with a playful expression, and said in a deep voice.

These seven people have sharp techniques and deadly moves, they can always find the weak points of their opponents, kill with one hit, and never have fancy moves. To be able to cultivate killing to such a realm, it is obvious that a cultivator who is enlightened by killing can only come from the Pavilion of Bliss.

The fall of Changjiao was like a wave in the vast sea, and it did not attract everyone's attention. Now that the Jianmu Divine Tree has sprinkled the opportunity, everyone's eyes are above the sky.

In the east of the Jianmu Divine Tree, an old man was kind and kind-eyed, fairy-winded, and a paper umbrella in his hand shook gently, and every time he flicked, there was boundless sword intent reflecting the heavens.

This person talked and laughed freely, wandering around countless strong people, and in an instant, he sucked several green thunderbolts into the paper umbrella. This person is none other than Nangong Yu, the dean of Shenwu.

On the opposite side of Nangong Yu was a cultivator with a strange aura on his body, he was eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he was the exotic Oriental Venerable Qi Long.

In addition to these two people, the Red Ghost and the Thunder King also occupied a side, and they did not attack Nangong Yu, but greedily plundered the green thunder and lightning in the void.

It seems that these opportunities made the Red Ghost and the Thunder King two Ancient Immortal Venerables also blush.

"Ahh

Just as Ling Yu was looking at the Red Ghost and the others, he suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the other side of the Self-Built Wood God Tree. Hearing that roar, Ling Yu turned his head to look.

The Jianmu Divine Tree was too big, and the Divine Tree with a diameter of about 1,000 zhang covered the sky and the sun, and from the perspective of Ling Yu and the others, they could only see the Red Ghost, the Thunder King, Qiu Long, and Nangong Yu and others. And the cultivator who let out a miserable scream was on the other side of the sacred tree, and his body was covered by the divine tree.

When the screams rang out, suddenly an old man in a gray robe fell from the other side of the Jianmu Sacred Tree to the ground. He was bleeding from all his orifices, and he looked like he was dead.

The death of this gray-robed old man was extremely strange, he was blocked by a sword. It stands to reason that a cultivator whose throat has been cut off will only spurt blood from his neck, but this old man is bleeding from all his orifices, and it seems that even his internal organs have been shattered.

When the old man fell into the sky, a hazy figure flashed above the nine heavens. His speed was so fast that even Ling Yu and the others didn't see his true face.

"Old Ghost Ye, I thought you were dead! I didn't expect you to join in the fun today!" Although Ling Yu and the others didn't see the true face of that person clearly, someone saw clearly the person who killed the gray-robed old man. And that person is none other than Nangong Yu of the Shenwu Academy.

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, the old man, who was called Ye Lao Ghost, froze for a moment, then stopped his movements and slowly revealed his true body.

This man was about seventy years old, and his beard was white. He was about six and a half feet tall, and although he was short, he had a great body. The old man was dressed in a pale cyan robe and walked on his feet. Looking at his face, his appearance was extremely ordinary, even so ordinary that he would not be given a second look when thrown in the crowd, and there was nothing surprising about it.

Even Ling Yu, after seeing the old man at the first glance, turned his head and forgot the old man's appearance, as if the other party could not exist in his mind, it was very magical. Ling Yu frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

At this moment, Ling Yu's expression suddenly moved, and he gradually understood why he couldn't remember the old man's appearance, it turned out that all this was the old man's ghost.

Although the old man's appearance was ordinary, Ling Yu remembered a person through his eyes, and that person was none other than the Holy Maiden of the Paradise Pavilion, Ye Qianrou. Extrapolated in this way, the identity of the old man is also about to come out, and he should be the master of the Elysium Pavilion.

As the king of killers who preaches the word of killing, if he wants to hide his face, I am afraid that no one will remember him.

There are countless legends about the owner of the Pavilion of Paradise. Because this person is so mysterious, he has hardly ever shown his true face in the eyes of the world. Therefore, Ling Yu believed that the old ghost Ye above the Nine Heavens must also be wearing a mask.

And the most rumored thing about Ye Lao Ghost is that this legendary Lord of the Paradise Pavilion is a well-deserved killing god, known as the king of a generation of killers. It is rumored that Ye Laogui's methods are endless, grass, trees, flowers, dewdrops and grains of sand are all murderous weapons in his hands. Because of this, people are no less afraid of him than the beasts of the ages.

"Unexpectedly, this king of killers also wants to seize a chance, it seems that this world is really in chaos. Ling Yu couldn't see through Old Ghost Ye's cultivation, and sighed softly.

"Hahaha, now that the Martial Arts Era has opened and the Jianmu Divine Tree has reappeared in the world, I naturally won't miss this opportunity! What's more, the Red Ghost and the Thunder King, the two Star Sea Immortal Venerables, have all come to Huaxia to join in the fun, how can I be missing?" Ye Lao Ghost said with a smile.

"Do you also want to be like this group of Huaxia ants and go against me?" Hearing Old Ghost Ye's words, the Red Ghost suddenly sensed a wisp of murderous intent. His hair rose up, he stared coldly at Old Ghost Ye, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, I am originally a Huaxia cultivator, although our Paradise Pavilion is feared by the world, but in the final analysis, I still have Yanhuang blood flowing in my body. You Xinghai Immortal Venerable also want to bring disaster to Huaxia, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass my level!"

Old Ghost Ye glanced at the red ghost gently, his face was fearless, and he said lightly.

"Don't talk nonsense, this time we are here to snatch the opportunity of the Jianmu Divine Tree, I don't care if you have any grievances, but those who stand in my way will die!" At this moment, the foreign Venerable Oriental Venerable Qi Long also spoke.

"You are a foreigner who is unscrupulous in Huaxia, and your courage is not small!"

Hearing Qiu Long's words, a figure also appeared at the other end of the Jianmu Divine Tree. The man's body was filled with a thick corpse aura, as if he had crawled out of a grave.

"Lord of the Corpse Realm?!" When he saw the old man who was haunted by corpse qi, even Nangong Yu's heart moved, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice.

Looking at several powerhouses in the sky, Ling Yu slowly shook his head. I thought that in the martial arts era, the red ghost was the biggest opponent, but I didn't expect that when the Jianmu Divine Tree spread the opportunity, it was such a situation.

Moreover, when Ling Yu's gaze swept over the figures on the heavenly dome, he suddenly felt that perhaps, there were still a few strongest people who had not yet appeared. They're not easy to mess with!

These powerhouses near the Jianmu Divine Tree not only have the creatures of Huaxia, but also the forces of the Star Sea and the Exotic Land. Among the powerhouses in Huaxia, Ye Lao Ghost, the Lord of the Corpse Realm and others have unclear positions. It seems that now that the princes of China have risen together, I am afraid that they will be killed step by step!