A thousand years ago, there was no "Nine Great Immortal Gates" as rated by the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, and there were only the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty and the Northern Demon Clan, the Eastern Daomen and the Western Buddhism, and the Lishan Sword Sect located in the south of the world.

The Daomen are powerful, and two of them are the leaders.

One is the Daogui Mountain of "the world's avenue returns to this mountain", which is the head of the Daomen, and the other is the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion, which is known as the "Tianxia Daoting".

Daoguishan and Longhushan have always had grievances, even when the competition between Daomen and Buddhism was the most fierce thousands of years ago, Longhushan quietly watched the Daoguishan family carry the pressure of Buddhism from the west and did not help anything; When the Lishan Sword Sect and the Abyss Ghost Kingdom fought to the death in Tiannan, they didn't care; The demon clan also turned a blind eye to the Central Plains in the north.

If Yan Qiu only complained a little about other sect forces, then Longhu Mountain would just point his nose and scold the "bastard".

If Yan Qiu could survive that battle, he would have asked Sword Dragon and Tiger Mountain as soon as possible!

If she doesn't tear down the Shifu that day, she won't be surnamed Yan!

The reason why Zhou Yiqing took the risk and chose to open the gate of heaven at the beginning may not be that there is no group of bastards in Longhu Mountain who are fishing and paddling behind, and Daogui Mountain is facing too much pressure on Buddhism, and it is in urgent need of a land immortal who pushes open the gate of heaven!

"Huh?"

The beautiful bearded Taoist who wore a yin and yang Qiankun plate on his waist, carried a peach wood sword, and wore a Ming zodiac robe saw the four people by the pond, and sighed lightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Zhang Zhongyin didn't expect Huai Zhi'an and the others to reach the top of the mountain so quickly, and he never thought that he would meet this woman in white who seemed to be the incarnation of the sword intent of the Sword Sect Master.

"The only variable." Zhang Zhongyin muttered to himself, and glanced at Huai Zhi'an beside the sword washing pool with a cold expression.

A mountain of pressure came with malice, and Yan Qiu waved his sleeves and casually shattered the gaze of the old man.

Yan Qiu's brows tightened: "The strength of the Vientiane Realm, and that costume...... Seems to be one of the contemporary Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain? ”

"Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master?"

Huai Zhi'an's mind moved slightly, no matter how he said it, he was a Taoist priest, and he naturally knew that Longhu Mountain in the Daomen was the same as the Daogui Mountain where the mountain language was located, and there were four heavenly masters!

So the question is, how did the other party get in without a key?

"Luck Golden Lotus! I'm afraid this guy has noticed you a long time ago......" Yan Qiu looked at the purple golden lotus beside Zhang Zhongyin.

"Before you use the key to open the Cave Heaven Ruins, the cave space is closed, and there is no gap, even if he means to enter the sky."

"But after you opened the door once, you left a 'path', and the old bull's nose crossed the void with the golden lotus of luck, and came in along the road you walked."

Huai Zhi'an looked at the old man in the air, and his gaze became unkind.

So this old thing doesn't look like a good guy, a good guy would do such a sneaky thing as tailgating?

"You're not welcome here!"

Yan Qiu is not a big sister who has always been good-tempered.

Lishan Sword Sect is her home, and the people of Longhu Mountain are undoubtedly bastards.

Got a bastard who broke into her house without knocking?

Then take the sword!

Yan Qiu held the dragon sparrow in his hand, soaring up to the clouds, the length of his sword qi, and the prosperity of his sword intent, it was simply terrifying!

The wind was blowing from the top of the mountain, and the aura was boiling, which made Zhang Zhongyin a little difficult to breathe.

But in the face of Yan Qiu's sword, Zhang Zhongyin snorted coldly, his face was cold, his fingertips were a little bit, and the purple golden lotus was a long protection!

"It's just the incarnation of a sword intent, are you really the Great Sword Immortal a thousand years ago?"

Hearing this, Huai Zhi'an had already begun to roll up his sleeves.

You'd better not die, or you'll be a pity if you can't cut it.

Yan Qiu didn't say a word, the dragon finch in his hand was like an angry dragon, obviously he didn't put a golden lotus of luck in his eyes, without the slightest stagnation and hesitation, the sword light suddenly became more and more bright!

In the face of this sword light, even Zhang Zhongyin had to squint, subconsciously wanting to avoid the splendor that exploded!

But when he thought that he now had the Luck Golden Lotus to protect himself, and the person in front of him was just a wisp of sword intent from the female sword immortal thousands of years ago, Zhang Zhongyin was no longer afraid.

When—

The sound of Jin Ge's collision instantly resounded throughout the cave sky, and the invisible qi wave swept across, cutting the sea of clouds in the sky.

A sword was useless, and Yan Qiu regretted taking the sword.

"The tortoise shell is quite hard!" Yan Qiu snorted coldly.

Luck Golden Lotus, the treasure of Longhu Mountain, legend has it that there is a luck pool in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the pool is full of luck Golden Lotus, the more prosperous the Golden Lotus, the more prosperous it represents the luck of Longhu Mountain.

So it looks like it's just a small purple golden lotus, but what really blocked Yan Qiu's sword was the luck accumulated by Longhu Mountain for countless years!

Zhang Zhongyin was calm on the surface, but he couldn't help but be a little flustered in his heart, especially when he saw the faint crack on the purple golden lotus above his head, he was even more distressed.

It's just the embodiment of a wisp of sword intent, and it has even survived the erosion of thousands of years, but even this can cut the luck golden lotus out of the crack?

This has to give the other party some more time, I'm afraid that even the luck golden lotus will be chopped up?

No, I can't keep this woman entangled.

After Zhang Zhongyin was stabbed, he didn't continue to ignore Huai Zhi'an and Yan Qiu, but just raised his head coldly, looked in a certain direction, and sneered:

"Xu Daoyi, you don't want to move your position? Okay, then I'll force you to move your ass away! ”

The peachwood sword in Zhang Zhongyin's hand pulled out a sword flower, and the purple golden lotus flower turned around, and it actually took the initiative to fall on the tip of the peachwood sword!

And at the moment when Zhang Zhongyin made a move, Yan Qiu's expression changed, and the thousands of sword intents in the sword washing pool seemed to have noticed something, there was no wind and waves, and the pool water was surging!

Yan Qiu didn't want to think about it, he took out his sword again, carrying the tens of millions of sword intent from the sword washing pool against the surge! The sword qi rushed into the sky, and angrily slashed at the lotus and the old way!

The purple-gold aura on the lotus flower core wrapped the lotus flower, and then exploded, turning into a little purple-gold streamer attached to the peachwood sword!

A mysterious and mysterious wonderful artistic conception appears!

"Greetings to Emperor Chen!" Zhang Zhongyin roared angrily.

In the dark, Huai Zhi'an seemed to see the morning star in the sky flashing, and a phantom shadow fell from the sky and landed on Lao Dao, merging with it!

Close your eyes and open them again.

The old man seemed to be a different person, his expression was cold and ruthless, the golden light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the immortal aura around him was ethereal.

Collect all things and ascend to the feather!

In the face of the tide of sword intent, Zhang Zhongyin didn't care, he simply lowered his head and took out his sword, and slashed at Yan Qiu and the tens of millions of sword intent poured up!

One sword against ten million swords!

But the result was a big surprise!

In the face of this purple-gold sword, the tens of millions of sword intent in the sword washing pool were actually pressed back into the lake, as if they had been hit hard, and the mist was rolling.

Only Yan Qiu held the dragon sparrow in his hand, and he didn't retreat with a sword!

"Emperor Gou Chen" A hint of surprise flashed in his golden eyes, and then another sword was struck.

The two swords were superimposed, Yan Qiu couldn't hold it anymore, and was forced back to the ground.

In the final analysis, she is just a wisp of sword intent, and her strength is less than one ten-thousandth of her body, and this guy from Longhu Mountain actually directly used the luck golden lotus as a guide to lead the "Emperor Gou Chen" to go down to the mortal possession and climb to the realm of feathering!

"Senior ......"

Seeing that Yan Qiu still wanted to continue to play the sword, Huai Zhi'an hurriedly reminded Yan Qiudao.

Yan Qiu turned his head to look at the Sword Washing Pool, and something seemed to have been cut open in the depths of the Sword Washing Pool, and a deep and endless darkness spread out from the bottom of the pool like ink, and the clear pool water suddenly became turbid.

The pitch-black water of the pool is like a pair of eyes from the netherworld!

The golden light in Zhang Zhongyin's eyes dissipated, his face was as pale as paper, looking at the darker and thicker darkness in the sword washing pool, he smiled coldly and disappeared.

His purpose has been achieved, this place is not suitable for a long time, run!

The darkness at the bottom of the sword washing pool gushed out extremely quickly, and in an instant, most of the pool water had been dyed black, like the opening of the Nine Hidden Caves, and countless ghosts and ghosts roared and gushed out in an instant!

The ghostly aura spreads, wantonly eroding away from the cave sky!

"It's the sword just now!" Yan Qiu gritted his teeth. "The seal that was supposed to be broken in a day, but now it has been cut by the sword just now, and now it is just a little ghost, and it won't be long before the Abyss Ghost Kingdom will completely break the seal!"

An ordinary sword naturally can't be able to suppress the mountain sword sect's tens of millions of sword intent and hurt the seal, but the luck golden lotus is the sword of luck, and it can only be countered with luck.

And the luck of the Lishan Sword Sect now, it can't be said that there is none, it can only be said that it doesn't exist at all.

Not to mention that the old bastard also asked Emperor Chen to go up, and the master of Emperor Chen was a soldier, a martial god and a god of war in the world, and his killing power was the strongest among the four emperors!

The two were added together, and this only hurt the seal laid by the Lishan Sword Sect, Daogui Mountain, and the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty!

Countless demons screamed from the dark cracks everywhere, screaming, twisting, rotting, crawling in the shadows, screaming terribly!

Yan Qiu had no time to scruple about Huai Zhi'an, the dragon sparrow in his hand was shocked, and those sword cultivation soul bodies that had been sleeping up and down the mountain woke up again!

Every soul drew out their own sword, and without thinking about it, they started to catch and kill the ghost in front of them!

The Lishan Sword Sect woke up again, just like the war a thousand years ago!

Huai Zhian also wanted to help, but a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

Huai Zhi'an didn't want to smash it with a punch, but he didn't expect that the black shadow chose to directly take his punch with both hands, even if those two arms were directly smashed into pieces by Huai Zhi'an's punch, but there were still four other arms that opened and imprisoned him, as if a sick girl wanted to integrate her sweetheart into her body!

"Strongman lock man?"

It was the first time for Huai Zhi'an to be hugged so tightly, and he was a little flattered...... What a ghost!

Holding him behind him is not a soft girl at all, but a ghost man with six arms!

Huai Zhi'an felt that he was dirty, unclean, and depressed......

In the eyes of the awakened Shanyu and Whale Xiaohe, at this time, there was a humanoid ghost creature wearing an imperial crown but wearing armor and six arms behind Huai Zhi'an, and his arms stopped Huai Zhi'an.

"Dihong!"

When the enemies see each other, they are very red!

Yan Qiu's eyes were cold, he held a dragon sparrow in his hand, and with a sword, he cut a ghost in front of him into flying ashes, and then turned around to save Huai Zhi'an.

"Haha, it's late! I accept the life of this Taoist priest! ”

But the ghost king Emperor Hong just laughed, and then the ghost qi under his feet gathered like black mud in the abyss, and directly dragged this young Taoist priest who gave him a sense of mortal threat back to the ghost country!

There is his home field, there are countless ghosts, and he can completely drag this dangerous Taoist priest to death in the ghost country little by little!

This Taoist priest is not a simple person, even if he is forced to come out at a cost, he must strangle this Taoist priest first!

The Ghost King Emperor Hong never underestimated the Terrans!

"Huai Zhi'an!"

Seeing this scene, Shan Yu couldn't care about the sword qi quenching his body at this time, and forcibly got up, and the sword qi instantly reversed the meridians, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

Whale Xiaohe also wanted to make a move, but the surrounding ghosts had already surrounded her, Whale Xiaohe glanced at the direction of Engong, and in the face of the fierce ghosts, she had to grit her teeth and wave her fists, first protect Sister Shanyu's thoughtfulness!

Shanyu didn't care about his body full of holes, and pinched the trick with his fingertips, but instead used his own spit out this mouthful of essence blood as a guide, and a hundred zhang blood sword was born!

"Slash!"

Shanyu manipulated the blood sword and gritted his teeth to cut it down.

But the ghost king was cunning, it only took less than two breaths from appearance to disappearance, even though Shanyu and Yan Qiu reacted extremely quickly, but their two swords still missed, and only swept away the ghost things within a radius of dozens of zhang!

Shanyu's body shook, vomiting blood in his mouth, barely supporting his body, and his eyes were full of despair!