On the mountainside of Guansheng Mountain, a huge mountain stands here. This book TXT eBook download is available for free

It is as high as 200 zhang, almost level with the peak. Only the three words "Guanling Zong" are engraved on the stone plaque!

"By the end of October, the mountain was already freezing. These two years are also strange, one year is colder than the other. ”

"According to the master, the spirit has risen, and the spirit between heaven and earth can move, so it has caused a cold current in the north. It is said that in the past few years, the weather in the cloud realm and the entire cloud realm will be unpredictable, and there will be frequent disasters everywhere?"

"Is there such a thing?"

The words were spoken by two Taoist boys in green shirts, both with long swords in their hands, looking at the steps down the mountain with solemn expressions.

"Speaking of Master, a few days ago, I rushed to Donglin by the edict of the Lord of the Dao Spirit Palace, and I don't know what happened now. It is said that quite a few people have died over there. Could it be—"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Master Venerable is the head of my sect, so he will definitely be fine! It is said that this time in the Dao Spirit Dome Realm, more than 140 spiritual realm cultivators alone have been mobilized, and the ninth order has even reached hundreds of people. Not to mention that it is a dry Tianshan Mountain, even if the entire eastern border of Yunlu is leveled, why is it difficult?"

"It's ridiculous that the Dry Heaven Demon King actually dares to say anything to destroy me. He was really so arrogant that he was so arrogant that he was killing himself! He really thought that as the king of a country, he could fight against my Dao Spirit Dome Realm? But he didn't know that his Dao Mén Sect could crush his small Qiantian Mountain with his hand. In fact, in the past two years, the palace master of Wuxu has still been too soft. In my opinion, it is best to kill the Qiantian Mountain and flow a river of blood, leaving not a single grass behind!"

"Naturally, they want to destroy their people!"

"But I've also heard that that person is strong in swordsmanship—"

"No matter how strong the swordsmanship is, can it be compared to the senior uncle who has entered the spiritual realm hundreds of years ago?"

The older boy on the left sneered, and then said with a little suspicion: "It's so strange! Today is the day of the great opening of my Spirit Sect, why haven't those senior brothers who are in charge of receiving them come back yet?"

The sword-wielding boy on the right is also puzzled. Then he raised his eyebrows again: "Who is that person?"

The eyes of the two were fixed on the clouds in the distance. I saw a figure, walking in the air. At the age of about sixteen, he was dressed in bright gold clothes, his face was as plump as yù, and he was handsome and fair-skinned enough to make all his children envious.

But none of these are as conspicuous and eye-catching as the sword he is carrying.

Far away from tens of thousands of feet. The wisps of sword intent had already rushed here.

"Whew!"

There was a sudden whistling on his cheeks, first cold, then hot.

The sword-wielding boy on the left, who was in a cold daze, was busy subconsciously stretching out his hand, and his hands were actually full of blood. Only then did I find the face. It turned out to be for no reason, and there was an extra wound.

Then the sound of 'snorting' continued. The surrounding grass and trees were all cut to pieces by an extremely sharp invisible force.

The mountain mén stone plaque behind him is also full of rubble. In the end, it couldn't bear it anymore and finally collapsed.

On the two of them, at this moment, there were countless wounds.

The boy couldn't help but be at a loss. Who the hell is this man? When the person is still in place, this sword intent has such a prestige?

The next moment, I realized that there was a great enemy coming!

Zheng yù unfolds the spiritual method to warn the mountaintop. On the top of the mountain, there was already movement.

An old voice resounded through the sky.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you come to attack my sect for no reason?"

When the words fell, a huge light curtain built purely by the spirits of the five directions suddenly opened.

Covering 30,000 zhang. Place the entire Kankatsu Mountain in the mountains. Shrouded.

The figure was still walking unhurriedly, and the sword intent rushed to dàng. Even this mountain protection circle can't stop its footsteps.

Continuously, there were bursts of 'bobo' sounds, which were sword qi and mountain protection arrays. The surrounding spiritual forbidden ones are constantly collapsing. ..., "This place is the Soul Viewing Sect?"

The sky of this Guansheng Mountain, I don't know when, has been shrouded in dark clouds.

Hundreds and thousands of thunderbolts struck down through the clouds. The electric snake danced wildly, and the blue light shone endlessly, making this area still bright as day.

There are also countless black sè empty blades, tearing the sky apart and shuttling and flying to.

Where the boy is located, there is even more flames burning. There is also ice blue, blue and white sè brilliance around, constantly lighting up and extinguishing.

and in the midst of it, but he was unharmed. His gaze was only faint, and he glanced at the collapsed mountain mén stone plaque.

Sure, there is no doubt about it.

In a previous life, it was heard that when the Dao Spirit Dome Realm was at its peak, there were three thousand sects under Mén. This Spiritual Sect is one of them.

Then there is no need to say more!

The blue and white sword light suddenly erupted from the sleeve. In an instant, it soared, and then it turned into thousands of sword shadows, sweeping upwards.

The two sword-wielding boys were the first to bear the brunt.

I could only look dumbfounded, looking at the sword lights, and from under the stone steps, I split and broke those spirit forbidden array talismans one by one, and cut everything in front of me into powder!

The stone steps are shattering, and the rune light curtain is also collapsing!

Endless, this is the sword cáo!

"What a big dog's guts, you don't know that my Spiritual Sect is one of the three thousand Dao mén?"

The old man on the top of the mountain was obviously shocked and angry. The entire mountain protection circle rolled like a grinding disc.

More blade shadows, with the vigor of the sky, fell sideways.

There are more than 100 powerful warriors, who have flown to the mountainside one after another to resist the surging sword cáo.

But the tens of millions of sword shadows have not dissipated for half a minute. On the contrary, this mountain protection spirit array is still collapsing!

There are hundreds of martial cultivators, and there is even a ninth-order among them. But he couldn't resist for a moment, the blood rain in the sky was sprinkled, and the blood was scattered.

As long as it was the slightest contact, it was torn into pieces by the sword light in the sky.

Domineering to the point!

No holes, no gaps, no drilling. Even the slightest flaw will collapse instantly. The Spirit Array is like this, and so are the people!

Faintly visible, behind the young man, dragon shadows are flickering.

The two sword-wielding boys were already as pale as paper. I want to retreat, but in front of this torrential sword, how can I move my footsteps?

The old man's voice paused, and then he finally thought of something. When he spoke again, there was a slight tremor in his words.

"Are you the Sect Shou?"

The boy didn't speak, and the three thousand zhang black sè thunder wings opened. Then countless purple thunders, mixed with the flames of the Lu family's burning sky, spread to the surroundings.

The spiritual flame burned into the air, so that the broken spiritual array barrier could not recover half a point.

The two sword-wielding boys had their pupils dilated violently.

The person in front of him is the demon king of the Sect Shou Qiantian Mountain?

But why didn't this person come here instead of the Qiantian Mountains?

Yes, this person was able to defeat the six geniuses and powerhouses of the world with only his own strength. It is known as invincible in the cloud world.

The old man's voice also sounded again: "What does this mean, Your Majesty? The dispute between the Dao Spirit Dome Realm and the Qiantian Mountain has nothing to do with my Guan Shengzong. If there is any misunderstanding, the old decay can explain it!"

Rumble!

With an explosion, the entire mountain protection array finally collapsed. Tens of thousands of sword shadows, all of which were no longer hindered, swept up violently.

The two sword-wielding boys' bodies were shattered as soon as possible.

Then the sword cáo Hongtao, swept along the stone steps to the top of the mountain. All the trees, rocks, houses, and pavilions were all shattered under this sword qi!

There are countless blood rains, which are falling one after another.

There are also a few people who escaped from the top of this Guansheng Mountain. But at most, it could not fly a thousand feet, and there was a sword light, volleying into the air, shattering its body and falling down the mountain. ..., in just ten breaths, the entire Guansheng Mountain returned to silence, a dead silence.

On the top of the mountain, there was only one person left at this time.

His eyes looked around indifferently, and his spiritual sense was also far away.

Until it was confirmed that there was no more life. The entire 2,234 people, all of whom died, withdrew their gaze.

Then he waved his sword light and carved a 'two' on the ground.

This was the second sect he slaughtered, but it was only the beginning.

A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood!

The blood of millions of people, he will be compensated at the same price!

A little light and shadow flashed, and at this time, it also shuttled back, it was the Yuan Yi Soul Sword.

Feeling in the distance, the person who had just tore through the space and escaped outside the cloud realm, his qi was completely gone. Zong Shou snorted coldly, and he no longer fell in love with the stack, and he took a step, and he was a hundred zhang away.

The next one is 1,700 miles away -- ask Yishan.

Just a moment later, several flying boats pierced through the air. There are two Qingshang Taoists above, with a group of children.

When they stopped at the bottom of the mountainside, those Taoists already felt that something was wrong.

They flew into the air, but they saw that the beautiful fairyland-like mountain top was already empty.

It's as if it's raging by countless storms, and it's unbearable. There are also countless blood waters, which gush into springs and gurgle down the mountain.

Several people glanced at each other, their faces were pale, and their eyes were both frightened and suspicious.

Who the hell is this? razed the entire Guanling Sect?

The boys who came with the boat were also panicked.

Then the next moment, there was a heart-rending wail, which sounded on the mountain.

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1,700 miles away, ask Yishan.

This mountain is only a thousand zhang, and it is not considered a spiritual show. It got its name because of the surrounding terrain, which resembles a chessboard. The distributed mountain stones are also very neat, black and white, like chess pieces.

Therefore, every day, it is full of tourists, literati and ink writers, and there is an endless flow of people. As long as it's not winter, people can be seen everywhere on the mountain.

There is only one place, which is forbidden for tourists. It is the view of asking Yi on the top of the mountain, except for the fifteenth day of the month, the mountain is opened to accept the believers to incense. The rest of the time, it's all about watching mén closed.

Although Wen Yiguan is not as big as the Holy Land Spirit Mansion, it is also one of the strongest sects within a thousand miles. There are nearly 1,000 martial cultivators and 100 spiritual masters, and their strength is not bad.

At this time, in an accord in the view, two Taoists were sitting across the chessboard. One smiled lightly, but the other frowned, looking at the chessboard in front of him.