The white jade platform, which had stood in the Fallen Star Ocean for countless years, disappeared and disappeared.

Under the deep sea, a large square pit with a length and width of thirty-six miles and dozens of layers penetrated through the earth's leylines. Earthfire magma erupted from the pit, but it was forcibly suppressed by the sea tens of thousands of miles deep above.

The wind wolf rolled on the sea for two days, the boiling magma solidified, the new rock layer filled the big crater, and the last trace left by the white jade platform disappeared.

Hearing the news, the windless canyon and the other big forces in the Fifth Island Circle rushed to investigate the situation.

However, Chu Tian's hands and feet were very clean, the hiding ability of the Qiqiao Heavenly Palace was extremely strong, and Zi Xiaosheng used the Splitting Sky Locking Boundary Great Array to seal everyone's five senses and six senses, and many people only remembered a golden light, and then they didn't know everything that happened next.

Even those gentlemen who were seriously injured by the flying only remembered a bright golden light, and as for who made the shot, none of them could see clearly.

In the end, the major forces of the Fifth Island Circle came to the conclusion that a certain old monster with great power found the roots of Baiyutai with great power, set up a large array, and forcibly took away the entire Baiyutai ruins with great magical powers and great mana.

Baiyutai has stood there for countless years, and how many rounds of changes in the size of the forces in the Fifth Island Circle have been, none of the forces can shake Baiyutai in the slightest, and no force can find out the roots of Baiyutai.

From this, this great power who took away the ruins of Baiyutai is unfathomable, and he is not at all the object that the Fifth Island Circle can provoke. The major forces turned around one after another, solemnly warning the disciples not to discuss this matter anymore, and everyone joined forces to suppress the turmoil of Bai Yutai's disappearance.

Anyway, it's also a relic that has 'not much value' and has been 'excavated'. No matter how subtle the ruins themselves are, they can't afford to provoke those old monsters who are not born easily for these things.

As a result, the disappearance of Bai Yutai soon calmed down.

Around the fifth island circle of the Fallen Star Ocean, there were still hundreds of ancient ruins, large and small, and soon new ruins were opened, and everyone's attention quickly shifted to those ruins.

When Chu Tian returned to Hancui Cliff, Li Mofeng took care of all the affairs up and down, inside and out, and Chu Yaya and Li Ling'er also managed the more than 10,000 disciples of Hancui Cliff steadily.

In the past few days when Chu Tian went out, the disciples of Hancui Cliff have studied hard every day, refining a large number of mid-to-low-grade elixirs every day, and the cooperation with the five major families has not stopped at all.

This day was an auspicious day, and after Chu Tian took a serious bath and changed his clothes, he followed the passage opened up on the trunk of the old golden laurel tree and came to the ashram of the tree where he had been retreating and retreating in the past.

Zi Xiaosheng followed behind Chu Tian step by step, looking around curiously, and from time to time stretched out his hand to stroke the body of the old golden cinnamon tree that was as smooth as jade and as hard as diamond. He touched his hands wildly, with an indescribable weird smile on his face, and at first glance, he looked like a ruffian harassing a little girl from a good family on the street!

"Hehe, this old golden cinnamon is also extraordinary. It's a pity that the spirit god was shattered, and after all, it can only be a dead thing, and there is no way to turn into a dryad. Zi Xiaosheng was obviously very discerning, and after he was messing around for a while, he looked at the quiet room used by Chu Tian for cultivation.

"Opening up the cultivation retreat room here, this old golden cinnamon tree trunk is sturdy, and it is also a very good place. It's just that you can stop ordinary people, but you can't stop the real powerful masters!" Zi Xiaosheng slapped his chest vigorously and smiled at Chu Tian: "Brother Chu, we are good friends, I can't let my friends cultivate in such a humble place!"

Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng to see what he was going to do.

Zi Xiaosheng fumbled in his sleeve for a while, and reluctantly took out a total of twenty-one swords with purple qi rising in the nine major and twelve small.

The nine-handled sword is eight feet long, the blade is more than two feet wide, it is abnormally thick, the sword body is in the middle, and the nine huge purple runes from top to bottom exude a terrifying power, when the long sword was taken out by Zi Xiaosheng, the rune suddenly released a wave of coercion, Chu Tian's heart stagnated, and he almost couldn't breathe in one breath.

The terrifying coercion spread out in all directions, and Chu Tian struggled to resist the pressure emanating from the nine long swords, and his bones clicked.

The aura emitted by the nine uncontrolled long swords may only be one ten-thousandth of the total power of these nine long swords, just a little leaking breath almost crushed Chu Tian's whole body bones!

"What kind of sword is this?" Chu Tian asked with difficulty as he resisted the pressure of the sword.

"Nine Extremes Yuanchen Sword Formation!" Zi Xiaosheng smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line: "Phantom Pavilion in the core area of the Fallen Star Ocean, have you heard of it? Their Taishang Master nine generations ago collected three thousand years of rare materials and spent eight hundred and seventy years of hard work to forge the Supreme Sword Formation. ”

Twelve swords with a length of six feet, the width of a palm, the purple light rising all over, the dazzling sword hovered and flew in the quiet room, and the infinite mystery was faintly visible when it swirled, and the long sword was as agile as a swimming fish, giving people the illusion that it was clearly a living thing.

"Originally, I didn't want to start, it's just, it's so beautiful!" Zi Xiaosheng looked at the nine big twelve small twenty-one purple qi rising long sword, his eyes were full of purple light, and he sincerely admired: "It's just that it's so beautiful, I want to buy it, I don't have so much money on me...... So!"

"You hit the sullen stick of the head of the Phantom Spirit Pavilion?" Chu Tian looked at Zi Xiaosheng in amazement, and he suddenly remembered Ye Qingqiu, the shopkeeper of the Phantom Spirit Pavilion of the Windless Canyon.

Thinking of Ye Qingqiu, who was always smiling all over his face, and thinking of the Dan furnace, heavy hammer and bits and pieces he bought at a high price from him, Chu Tian suddenly faintly felt that Zi Xiaosheng's stuffy stick was really good!

"Do you know him?" Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian with blinking.

"No, I just know Ye Qingqiu, the treasurer of the Phantom Pavilion in the Windy City. A profiteer, everything is sold expensively, this stuffy stick, it is beautiful!" Chu Tian smiled and gave Zi Xiaosheng a thumbs up!

"Hehe, of course it's a beautiful fight! That old ghost is terrible, and for the sake of safety, I used the treasure at the bottom of the box, and then I knocked him out with a stick. Zi Xiaosheng looked at this set of sword formations, flipped his palm, and shook his hand to punch out a small sword with a length of three inches and a purple light.

The small sword that Zi Xiaosheng shot out was extremely fast, and it was nailed to Chu Tian's heart with a 'swoop'.

Chu Tian's heart tingled, and after Xiao Jian sucked three drops of hot blood in his heart, he inexplicably had a close connection with Chu Tian.

The coercion released by the nine great swords could no longer have any effect on Chu Tian, and Chu Tian could clearly sense the intimacy of these twenty-one swords for him, and he could even feel the incomparably terrifying killing power contained in these swords.