The Great Dao Sect, the top of the Tongtian Mountain.

In the hall, many elders of the Great Dao Sect, under the leadership of Deputy Sect Leader Zhao Zhenshi, were discussing how to deal with Fang Lang, who was about to ascend to the Great Dao Sect to draw his sword.

They discussed very fiercely, although many people opened their mouths, thinking that Xuanyuan Taihua was not in the Tang Dynasty now, and they could not let Fang Lang draw their swords, but most of the powerhouses of the Great Dao Sect were still worried that Xuanyuan Taihua was doing tricks in that lotus sword.

Once they don't let the descendants of the Taihua Sword Immortal draw their swords, it may cause unnecessary cause and effect, causing the Lotus Hui Sword to be inserted in the Great Dao Tomb and destroy everything.

The Great Dao Mausoleum is very important to the Great Dao Sect, it is the holy land of the Great Dao Sect, once it is destroyed, it will be a complete blow to the Great Dao Sect, so these elders do not dare to take risks.

They waited to see what happened after Fang Lang ascended the Vein Sect and Guan Buddha Hai, and saw if Xuanyuan Taihua really had a trick in the sword.

After all, the Lotus Death Sword was inserted in the dragon vein of the Pulse Sect, and the Lotus Wheel Sword was inserted in the Ancient Buddha Secret Realm of the Sea of Buddhas, and the two sects should probably not easily let Fang Lang draw their swords, so the powerhouses of the Great Dao Sect could take a look at the situation and make plans.

Suddenly.

In the lobby, there was a sudden silence, and there was a dead silence.

Zhao Zhenshi raised his head suddenly, and many elders also changed color slightly.

The group then walked out of the lobby and looked at the curling clouds above the Heavenly Dome of the Great Dao Sect.

Vaguely, they felt a breath.

For a while, Zhao Zhenshi's face became extremely ugly: "Fang Lang is here...... Actually the first to choose my Great Dao Sect?! ”

"He doesn't go to the Sea of Buddha, he doesn't go to the Pulse Sect, he actually wants to come to the Great Dao Sect to draw his sword at the first stop, my Great Dao Sect is the head of the top ten sects in the Tang Dynasty, in the eyes of this son, is the Great Dao Sect not as good as the Buddha Sea and the Pulse Sect?"

The elders of the surrounding Great Dao Sect also had serious and cold faces.

They looked up at the sky and could see a magnificent chariot levitating above the sky.

On the chariot, there was a young man in a white shirt and a sword box on his back.

Fang Lang carried his hands behind his back, overlooking the Great Dao Sect, and in the light of his eyes, there seemed to be thousands of expressions changing.

The head of the Tang Dynasty world's sects, the world's first sect, the Great Dao Sect.

used to be the number one in the world was the Sword Shu Sect, but since the disappearance of the Taihua Sword Immortal, the first one has changed hands for ten years.

Fang Lang stood on the top of the clouds, between the rolling clouds, he overlooked the Great Dao Sect.

I have to say that the Great Dao Sect is indeed beautiful, like a fairyland, many buildings, many attics are as if they were built on the top of the clouds.

Fang Lang turned his head to look at the carriage, and in the carriage, Ni Wen and the old man in the blacksmith shop were sitting quietly.

"Senior, do you really want to go down from here?"

"We're here to draw our swords, not to kick the field, are we?"

Fang Lang Road.

The breeze was blowing, the curtain of the carriage was rippling slightly, and the old man smiled softly in the carriage.

"Since you are here to draw your sword, that is to kick the field, do you still hope that they will entertain you?"

"As a disciple of Taihua, you should show the bearing and aura you should have, don't lose Taihua's people."

"Besides, this Great Dao Sect is not a good thing, you should be arrogant, you can't do it, the old man will run away."

Fang Lang couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

On the side of the carriage, Zhao Wouji, who was driving, also laughed: "Xiao Lang, the prince asked me to bring you a message, don't be stage frightened when you enter the Great Dao Sect, this group of Taoist priests in the Great Dao Sect is to bully the soft and fear the hard, if you are stage frightened, they will kick their noses and eyes." ”

Jiang Wuwang's reminder?

When Fang Lang heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

And underneath.

On the square at the top of Mt. Tsuten.

Zhao Zhenshi hunted in a robe, looked up, and opened his mouth to drink, like thunder on his tongue.

"Presumptuous! Who dares to hang above my Great Dao Sect?! ”

The words fell, Zhao Zhenshi didn't wait for Fang Lang to speak, his spiritual thoughts moved, and the clouds between heaven and earth seemed to be gathered at this moment, and the entire Great Dao Sect turned into a huge magic array, Zhao Zhenshi stood in the magic array, brilliant as a god.

A terrifying coercion spread from the array.

At this moment, Fang Lang seemed to feel the meaning of death!

In the carriage, the curtain was lifted by the changing air currents of the clouds, and the appearance of the old man loomed from it.

"The Great Dao Sect still likes to oppress people with power, they already knew that it was you Fang Lang who came, and you Fang Lang didn't go to the Buddha Sea, and you didn't go to the Mai Sect, but you were the first to come to the Great Dao Sect, these Daoists are afraid that they will be angry."

The old man smiled lightly.

"Don't be afraid, before the Lotus Hui Sword is drawn, these Daoists ...... Don't dare to hurt you. ”

The old man's words fell.

Fang Lang's heart was certain, and he stepped out step by step with his hands on his back, and in his heart, a sword qi erupted, and the Lotus Life Sword full of cracks suddenly popped out of the sword box, surrounding Fang Lang's side.

"The new scientific examination of the Tang Dynasty, the junior uncle of the Sword Shu Sect, the disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua Fang Lang, is here to visit the Great Dao Sect!"

"Obey the orders of the master and come to the Great Dao Sect to retrieve the sword left by the master."

Fang Lang's body fell high, and the Lotus Sword surrounded his body!

His words were like an eagle crying in the sky, and a long howl lingered, resounding in the sky above the Great Dao Sect!

The sword gang in his body was released without reservation, and at this moment, it was like a sword immortal in the dust!

In the face of the coercion of the forbidden spell-level magic array of the Great Dao Sect induced by Zhao Zhenshi, Fang Lang was actually fearless, and still the imperial sword fell rapidly, falling!

The air flow roared, rubbing and colliding with the Gang Qi around Fang Lang, as if there was a flame burning, pulling a scorching hot stream in the air!

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Zhenshi frowned and shouted angrily in the clouds!

On the hilltop square, a large number of Great Dao Sect elders also let out angry screams.

However, Fang Lang didn't care about them at all, his body fell rapidly, and then smashed on the square, and between the smoke and dust, Fang Lang appeared with a light smile in a white suit, holding a cracked lotus sword.

Such an arrogant and gorgeous way to ascend to the Great Dao Sect also attracted the attention of many people in the Great Dao Sect.

Li Yuanzhen, An Fan and other disciples who had just returned to the mountain gate all walked out of their respective cultivation rooms, looking at the familiar figure that fell from the sky in disbelief, and the entire Great Dao Sect seemed to be in an uproar.

It's so arrogant!

Fang Lang was so arrogant in the Great Dao Sect.

Zhao Zhenshi and many elders of the Great Dao Sect still didn't make a move after all.

They looked at the stagnant and suspended magnificent carriage above the sky, and their expressions were a little solemn.

Inside the carriage, there was a powerful aura, and Chao Xiaojian did not come, but it seemed that a strong man had been invited to shelter Fang Lang.

"The shaft is rude."

Zhao Zhenshi calmed down, and in the clouds, high above, overlooking Fang Lang.

Fang Lang arched his hand: "Senior?" ”

"Deputy head of the Lower Dao Sect, Zhao Zhenshi."

Zhao Zhenshi said.

"Sect into the demon que to kill the demon enemy, and now the Great Dao Sect is in charge of the old man."

"Your Excellency's arrogant and domineering arrival in my sect is a bit excessive, isn't it?"

Fang Lang hurriedly handed over: "Shizun is deeply trapped in the demon world, fighting with demons, keeping the Tang Dynasty peaceful, life and death are unknown, she asked the disciple to quickly retrieve the lotus death, the lotus wheel, the lotus back three swords, the disciple did not dare to slack off, and was anxious, so after the end of the resource war in Chang'an, he hurried over, if there is an offense, please senior Haihan." ”

With a shock from his sleeves, Zhao Zhenshi had a cold face, stood in the array, overlooked Fang Lang indifferently, and said lightly: "The Lotus Hui Sword enters the stone for seven points, in the Great Dao Mausoleum, and the Great Dao Mausoleum is the holy land of my Dao Sect, and it is easy not to enter, even if it is the disciples of the peaks of my Dao Sect, if they want to enter the Dao Mausoleum, they have to go through countless tests." ”

"If you want to enter the Great Dao Mausoleum, you also have to go through a test."

When Fang Lang heard this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Sure enough, as Chao Xiaojian said, in this Tang Dynasty, there are many people who do not want Taihua Sword Immortal to return, and this Great Dao Sect may be one of them.

However, thinking about it, Taihua Sword Immortal alone can suppress the Great Dao Sect, as long as the Taihua Sword Immortal exists, the Great Dao Sect can only be the second sect of the Tang Dynasty, therefore, the Great Dao Sect does not want Taihua to return, but it is understandable.

"Naturally, it comes according to the rules."

Fang Lang said with a smile.

Zhao Zhenshi raised his hand with his eyes and bent his fingers, and in an instant, an ancient bell seemed to be ringing by him.

The sound of the bell spread to every corner of the Tianshan Mountain, and then, there were flowing clouds stirring between the heavens and the earth, and one after another disciples of the Great Dao Sect came in the clouds.

The Great Dao Sect is worthy of being a powerful sect in the Tang Dynasty, and the aura of each disciple is very powerful, not to mention the lower four grades, there are many disciples of the upper four grades, no less than hundreds.

In the Sword Shu Sect, the disciples who can enter the four grades are only the disciples in the Earth Pole and the Heavenly Pole Sword Pavilion, and the number is much less.

Zhao Zhenshi looked at Fang Lang from above, shook off the dust, and said: "Outside the Great Dao Mausoleum, there are thousands of cloud ladders, and the disciples of the four realms under my Dao Sect want to ask for the Great Dao Mausoleum, and only the top ten of the cloud ladder can be climbed." ”

"Since Your Excellency is going to pull out the lotus back sword, then enter the top ten in the thousand-step cloud ladder, if you can't enter the top ten...... Then your Excellency, go back to where you have come! ”

As soon as Zhao Zhenshi's words came out, the entire Great Dao Sect seemed to be in an uproar and excited.

Li Yuanzhen, An Fan and other disciples who had just landed on the square had excited lights in their eyes.

According to the words of the deputy head of the sect, it seems that the Great Dao Tomb will be opened in advance today because of Fang Lang.

This means that they, the disciples of the lower four grades, can enter the Great Dao Mausoleum in advance.

The Great Dao Mausoleum is the holy place of the Great Dao Sect, and it is buried with the inheritance and magic inscriptions left by many strong people of the Great Dao Sect, and it has a supreme opportunity!

The disciples didn't care what Fang Lang's purpose was here, even if Fang Lang really pulled out the Lotus Hui Sword, it had nothing to do with them.

Because, that level is too high.

It was a collision between the Dao Leader and the Taihua Sword Immortal.

And what they care about is whether they can benefit, and the opening of the Great Dao Mausoleum is their benefit.

Therefore, on the square, there is a lot of noise and the atmosphere is very eager.

Zhao Zhenshi stood in the middle of the magic array, looked at Fang Lang calmly, and said, "Your Excellency, do you dare?" ”

Do you use the disciples of the Four Rank Realms under the Great Dao Sect to suppress him?

Fang Lang's current cultivation is the three-rank realm, and the strongest is the way of cultivation, because of the iron law, he has reached the fifth-stage martial arts master.

However, when he can climb the ladder, Fang Lang's real competitors should all be disciples of the Four Rank Realm like An Fan.

This is tantamount to saying that Fang Lang will be forced to compete with many disciples of the Great Dao Sect for a place in the top ten.

It is equivalent to Fang Lang fighting half of the Great Dao Sect by himself.

It's both difficult and stressful.

However, Fang Lang also understood that it was definitely impossible to force the sword to draw.

In this case, he can only take on this challenge.

If it is a three-grade realm, even if it is a three-grade nine-stage, Fang Lang is not afraid, after all, his martial arts, swords, and martial arts are all in the third-grade.

However, the pressure on him from the Sipin Realm is definitely not small!

However, Fang Lang had no choice.

Fang Lang was hunting in white, with a warm smile on his face, and looked at Zhao Zhenshi, who was standing in the magic array, with a fairy wind bone, and bowed his hand slightly.

"Why don't you dare?"

Zhao Zhenshi stroked his beard lightly and waved his hand slowly.

"Please."

On the square, many disciples of the Great Dao Sect suddenly rushed towards the Great Dao Mausoleum with great excitement like a torrent.

Fang Lang also walked forward with the torrent of disciples of the Great Dao Sect.

……

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Above the sky, the clouds flowed.

In the carriage, the old man sighed softly: "In front of the Great Avenue Mausoleum, there are thousands of cloud ladders, and only those who climb the thousand steps can enter the mausoleum." ”

"This Zhao Zhenshi has the courage to choose to open the Great Dao Mausoleum in advance, he knows that he can't stop Fang Lang from drawing his sword, but it is a good idea to take out many disciples of the Great Dao Sect to suppress Fang Lang."

"This is considered fair competition, if Fang Lang has not squeezed into the top ten climbers, then it is normal not to give him the qualification to enter the Great Dao Mausoleum."

Inside the carriage, Ni Wen's voice sounded with a bit of conviction: "Fang Lang will definitely be able to squeeze into the top ten." ”

"You girl, but you have a lot of confidence in him." The old man smiled.

"Okay, I'll be floating in the sky all the time, it's not a thing, let's go down and join in the fun."

"In front of the Great Dao Mausoleum, there are thousands of cloud ladders, and it is rumored that each step hides a while, a thousand steps and a thousand arrays, which is an excellent opportunity for technical cultivation, but it's a pity that you don't have a chance to take a walk."

The old man shook his head.

"Lao Zhao, let's go down."

Zhao Wouji, who was driving, suddenly grinned: "Okay, senior, Miss Ni, sit tight." ”

Then, Zao Wou-Ki whipped the reins, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded in the sky.

Swoop down towards the square of Mt. Tsuten.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Zhenshi raised his head suddenly.

"If you want to enter the sect, you will climb the mountain from the mountain gate."

"Even if you are a prince and a general, you have to start from the mountain gate to enter my Great Dao Sect, you all have to start from the mountain gate, you are one by one, where is my Great Dao Sect!"

"Get out!"

At the moment when Zhao Zhenshi's words fell.

In the Great Dao Sect, there were four powerful elders whose Dao robes were flying, and their bodies were flashing with swirling and circling magic arrays, rising to the sky.

Pushing horizontally with flat palms, four magic arrays full of destructive breath, and the magic arrays even conjured up strange shapes, with towering mountains, giant dragons, the ups and downs of the Han Sea, and the roaring of turtles......

The smell of terror pervaded, as if the horses of the frightened carriage trembled and frightened.

The four magic arrays poured and distorted the space, and swept towards the carriage that had landed and descended driven by Zao Wou-Ki!

Below.

Following the flow of people, Fang Lang, who was heading towards the Great Dao Mausoleum, had a solemn face and hurriedly raised his head.

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