Qingtian Dao Sect.

Lynn sat cross-legged on the futon, and thoughts flashed in her mind, constantly disrupting and reorganizing.

He sat cross-legged like this for days.

Finally, Lynn opened her eyes and pointed. That terrifying mana tore through the space and pierced through the void.

The Void Will descends.

"The Frozen Lord's climate has become unstoppable. I have a strategy that can dampen its spirit and stop the spread of its faith, but I just need you to divide some of the power of the origin to help me refine the treasure......"

Lynn spoke eloquently, and the void fell silent.

Half an hour later, the Void did not respond.

Lynn wasn't in a hurry either.

The stakes are high, and hesitation is normal. He pondered the divine light as he waited for the void to respond.

The silence lasted for a long time.

I don't know how much time passed, and the Void finally sent a reply.

"Rest assured. ”

"As soon as the gods are sealed, the general trend of the immortal road is unstoppable. Not even the Frozen Lord and her Frozen Temple!"

Lynn stroked her hand and laughed.

In the depths of the void, a cloud of multicolored light flickered and landed in front of Lynn. Lynn looked into the depths, only to see that the wind throat had sunk, rising and falling in the multicolored sea, and had already lost his mind.

"Thirty-six years later, the storm has happened?"

Lynn bowed slightly.

This time is not long or short. Thirty-six years later, those who have cultivated the Dharma. A disciple who enters the realm quickly should also cultivate five hundred years of mana, which is just right.

The will of the void receded, and Lynn looked at the colorful aura in front of him, and his eyes were deep.

"There are three disasters in the fairy road, wind disasters, and fires and thunderstorms. ”

He bowed his head and groaned.

This heaven and earth can evolve the wind disaster so quickly, and the help of the innate divine beast wind throat is not small.

If it is all based on natural evolution, I am afraid that it will not be possible in three to five hundred years.

"Fire ......"

"And the matter of the gods. ”

"Maybe a trip to the Flame Demon Battlefield. ”

"But there's no urgency. ”

"Thirty-six years later, the wind disaster was completed. The matter of sealing the gods also needs time to prepare. ”

Lynn waved his hand, put away the multicolored breath, and fell into the belly of the mountain.

He saw the collision of spiritual light in the sea, and his left hand painted in the air with the reins of the horse. The mana seemed to turn into threads between Lynn's fingers.

Use your fingers as a needle!

With mana as a line!

Take the void as a cloth!

Lynn is actually studying the method of embroidery and weaving!

From time to time, a list of inscriptions revealed its shape in the void, emitting a powerful aura that collapsed in less than a breath.

Lynn waved her hand to wipe out the void mana, closed her eyes and meditated for a moment, then repeated the process.

The divine light of the sea continued to shine, and all the slightest thoughts were lit up by the divine light, and Lynn painted with the sky with his left hand, and calculated with his right hand, and his fingers flew like flying.

......

Time passes.

The Frozen Temple and the Ivan Empire have been testing each other, and local wars have gradually broken out.

It may not be far from the advent of a full-scale war.

At this moment, the immortals of the Qingtian Dao Sect descended the mountain, and eleven dojos spanned the southern frontier of the Ivan Empire, shocking the world.

Eleven dojos have fallen, and dozens of disasters and battles have been experienced!

Little Sky Thunder Hand Walker, Windranger Abel!

Step by step, Harold, Demon Swordsman Yarle!

Tempest Warlord Bud ......

Thunder Warrior Byron......

Ironwall Warlord Vogt......

......

This time, there are too many masters in the Qingtian Dao Sect.

Everyone found that these people were all from the Immortal Pavilion. Everyone has the strength to shake the legend.

That little heavenly thunder hand Walker, a divine sword and thunder master, can attract Tianwei and kill the legendary mage in seconds!

Harold took nine steps in a row, killing the Nineteen Sacred Domains!

Wind warrior Bud leads 3,000 archers, kills legends, and builds a dojo!

......

One battle after another, one story after another, and the reputation of the Qingtian Dao Sect was greatly enhanced.

Eleven dojos are lined up, built on the border of the Ivan Empire, attracting young people from several countries to seek immortals and apprentices, and deriving more legendary deeds.

......

The Ziyun Mountains, stretching for thousands of miles, are located in the southern frontier of the Ivan Empire.

On the main peak of the Ziyun Mountain Range, on the Ziyun Mountain, there are hundreds of wrestlers who carry mountain stones and build Taoist temples. The mountain is so high that from the mountainside to the top, several flat plots have been carved out for the construction of Taoist temples.

Harold wandered the mountain, throwing jade into the mountain.

After most of the mana is consumed, the cultivation will be stopped.

A young man with a sword stood beside Harold, pointed to the wrestlers who were carrying the rocks in the distance and praised, "Senior Brother Abel's talisman is really exquisite, with these wrestlers, the dojo can be built in less than ten days, it's really incredible!"

This sword-bearing young man looks young, but in fact he is a second-generation disciple of the Qunxian Pavilion, and he is in the same division as Walker and Harold, ranking tenth, called Yar.

Nicknamed - Demon Swordsman!

"Pretty good!"

Harold quipped while recovering his mana, "This guy Abel is very stingy, and he has a lot of wrestler charms on him." I asked him for it, and reluctantly gave me only thirty or fifty sheets. ”

"Haha!"

Yael said with a smile, "Senior Brother Abel has not been practicing the Liujia rune for a long time, and every rune seal is precious. That is, I begged my senior brother to help arrange the dojo array, otherwise I am afraid that I would not even be able to ask for these thirty or fifty sheets. ”

At the end of his sentence, Harold burst out laughing.

After laughing, the two talked about business.

"Senior brother, when you went to the Crystal Mountain Range, I inquired about the Dawn Empire. Outside the Purple Cloud Mountain Range is the Purple Cloud Province of the Dawn Empire. Sitting in the Purple Cloud Province is a cardinal archbishop of the Frozen Temple, with seventy-six cities under his jurisdiction and seventy-six branches of the Frozen Temple. ”

"In each branch, there is a white bishop, dozens of priests, deacons, and Templar guards. ”

"This is the strongest force in the Purple Cloud Province!"

Yael reported to Harold.

They came here to establish a dojo to spread the immortal path.

In the Ivan Empire, the Qingtian Dao Sect is dominant, and the Immortal Dao is gradually prospering, so there is no need to do more.

But outside the Ivan Empire, there is an Frozen Temple to spread faith, and it is difficult to walk the immortal path.

This requires them, the disciples, to open the way.

And the biggest obstacle is these intertwined frozen temples!

"In the Frozen Temple, the strength of the Cardinal Archbishop is equivalent to that of a legendary mage, and with the blessing of faith, it is stronger than ordinary legends. Harold frowned and combed, "Seventy-six Frozen Shrine Divisions, seventy-six White Bishops, all of which are at the Sacred Domain level. ”

"This force gathers into one, and with the strength of the two of us, we can't compete with it!"

"Senior brother, why should you grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige?" Yaer raised his eyebrows, the battle intent on his body rushed into the sky, and he said loudly, "This Purple Cloud Province is also better than the crowd. The only thing to pay attention to was Cardinal Filton. ”

"If he dares to appear, I can cut off his head as a sacrifice for the establishment of the dojo without the help of my senior brother!"

He is known as the Demon Swordsman, and there are countless demons who have died under his sword, and he is the most indomitable!

Harold had many thoughts, but he was undaunted.

"Senior Brother Yair!"

Harold's face sank and he stared at Yerdao, "Our mission is to open up a dojo and spread the immortal way. As long as the people of the Frozen Temple don't take the initiative, we don't need to fight them, you understand?"

"I don't understand!"

Yael shook his head, hatred in his eyes, "We set out from the Dao Sect and entered the Purple Cloud Mountain Range, and those holy domains and legends that blocked the way along the way, everyone knew that they were sent by the Frozen Temple!"

"We brought out twenty-two disciples, and finally reached Ziyun Mountain, and there were only seventeen of them. ”

"Your senior brothers are in the same situation as we are. ”

"So many disciples died under the poisonous hands of the Frozen Temple, if you don't destroy his Frozen Temple, I can't make sense!"

His idea is simple, if you kill my disciple, I will destroy your temple!

This is the Demon Swordsman!