The ancient giant tree stands tall on the edge of the New World, its trunk entwined like a thick python, and its dry bark exudes an aura of mystery.

The canopy of the tree is like a huge flower blooming in the sky, gorgeous and spectacular.

This ancient giant tree is a wonder in the New World, as if it has been hidden in the heavens and the earth, only to reappear when the time comes, and it seems to have fallen from the sky and landed in the darkest part of the universe.

Feng Lan stood under the ancient tree, his figure seemed inaudible, but it revealed an incomparable momentum.

He was wearing a blue robe, like a blue ocean, but at this moment, the color on the robe had changed to pale gold. Nine dragon patterns slowly emerged from his body, turning into nine dragon-shaped battle robes, protecting his whole body.

In the sky, streamers flutter and are brilliant and colorful.

The powerhouses of the major Xiuzhen Immortal Sects flew under the ancient trees one after another, all wearing gorgeous immortal robes, wearing crowns, and holding spiritual weapons.

The streamers wrapped around their bodies, flashing with colorful light, exuding a powerful immortal aura.

After the heavens and the earth cracked, this new continent originating from the deep sea made the power of cultivation flourish in this land.

At the beginning of the rise of the New World, the aura of nature surged like a tide, permeating the earth.

The cultivators absorbed this vast aura and cultivated their own spells and supernatural powers, making their strength stronger and stronger.

The wonderland weather in the New World is breathtaking. Above the sky, the white clouds are ethereal, like the gate of fairyland.

Sunlight shines through the clouds, illuminating the land, reflecting the verdant woods and turquoise ocean.

The lake shimmers with crystal clear light, and the water is filled with all kinds of exotic animals.

The mountains are undulating, the peaks overlap, and the clouds are shrouded in mist.

Between the mountains, waterfalls cascade down and splash into clear streams, the sound of water echoing through the valleys.

Exotic flowers and plants are all over the mountains, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, which makes people intoxicated.

On the sea, the waves are rough and the waves are rolling.

There are powerful cultivators who control the magic weapon, soaring over the sea, and casting earth-shattering spells.

The sea breeze blows across the cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, condensing into tiny droplets of water, like the light of the stars.

The powerful power of cultivation in the New World was displayed in this fairyland.

Through years of cultivation, cultivators have mastered all kinds of magical spells and supernatural powers, enabling them to harness the power of nature, live with heaven and earth, and transcend the shackles of the earth.

Feng Lan used to be one of the obscure members, but at this moment, he seemed to have become the object of awe of all cultivators.

Among the people who came, there were masters and masters from his two worlds, as well as enemies, but these were no longer important.

Feng Lan could already feel the mysterious fluctuations coming from the depths of the universe, and it should be the evil polluter rushing towards the tree.

They came too fast, too much like ambushers, waiting for the target to appear.

There may be other reasons for this, but Fenglan has no time to think about it, and repelling this wave of evil legions is the most important thing.

Feng Lan quickly rushed to the elders of the Lingxiao Sect and the Palm Heaven Sect, saluted respectfully, and said, "Seniors, the demons have already been killed. We must plan ahead to prevent the Demon Legion from forming a siege. ”

Many elders such as Xiao Qian Zhenren and Saint Fu Zhenren were silent, they knew that Fenglan's cultivation had reached an amazing level.

At this moment, seniority is no longer important, and the demons that Fenglan is talking about, they are also more clear in their hearts.

Once those polluters invade, this cultivation world will fall into bloodthirsty terror.

Their silence is an affirmation of Fenglan.

They had to trust Fenglan's judgment, and they knew that only by concentrating their strength could they fight against the approaching demon army.

Feng Lan immediately made arrangements, and he divided the cultivation forces of the two major cultivation worlds into thirteen paths, and firmly occupied thirteen vital places to prevent the siege of the demons.

There are experienced cultivators along the way, ready for the battle to come.

However, Fenglan was not satisfied with being on the defensive.

He knew that it was too late, and only by taking the initiative to attack and kill the vanguard of the Demon Legion could he resolve the first wave of crisis.

Feng Lan held the Absolute Immortal Sword in his hand, and the sword body exuded a dazzling brilliance.

The blade of the sword flashed like a star, and the hilt of the sword exuded a fairy aura.

His gaze was determined, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he was already in a state of battle.

In the depths of that void, armies of demons surged, and the aura of darkness filled the heavens and the earth.

Fenglan's body was like electricity, quickly shuttling through the battlefield, his movements were light and accurate, and every swing of the sword brought a brilliant sword light.

The demons roared, their bodies large and ugly, but they possessed incredible strength and ferocious attacking abilities, and their intelligence was no weaker than that of mortals, seeking to completely destroy their cunning foes in their eyes.

Feng Lan's body is vigorous, and the sword in his hand is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is shining.

Each slash brought a dead silence and destruction, and the demons could not resist the blade of his sword.

He was in the middle of the battlefield, and although he faced countless demons, he did not flinch. The sharp eyes reveal firmness and courage, as if the belief in victory has been deeply engraved in the bottom of my heart, although thousands of people have gone to it.

The demons fell one after another, slashed by Fenglan's sword.

The Absolute Immortal Sword is extremely powerful, and the sword light is as bright as a star, sweeping away the darkness.

Time passed quietly in the battle, and the sword light on Fenglan's body became more and more vigorous, and the momentum became more and more powerful, completely tireless.

It seems that the Immortal Sword slashing the demon not only does not consume spiritual power and physical strength, but has an endless supply of energy, which makes him gradually unbearable.

This is the secret of the sophistication contract.

It's just that Fenglan doesn't know the truth yet.

He became the center of attention on the battlefield, and every swing of his sword drew an astonishing release of power.

The scene on the battlefield is spectacular and magnificent, with sword light, spells, and supernatural powers intertwined to form a gorgeous and colorful killing feast.

The sword light of the wind was intertwined with the evil magic orbs and magic arcane attacks of the demons, like a huge vortex of energy, constantly tearing the void and constantly disturbing the stars of the universe.

The stars not far away, the starlight gradually dimmed, as if the life force had been drained.

Feng Lan realized that this was a demon that kept pouring towards him, destroying the stars around him. Thinking of this, his attack was even more fierce and ferocious, the magic avenue of the immortal sword spell casting, there was no limit, the power was unlimited, and the small cosmic void that he killed turned dark red.

The demons howled, as if their power had been greatly weakened in the dark red void, and their evil life force had been faintly purified.

This is the divine effect of the Ring of Fate carried by Fenglan.

Feng Lan faintly felt that as long as the ring of fate in the lower abdomen was not dug up, these demons not only couldn't help themselves, but they were all their own nourishment.

The Absolute Immortal Sword danced in Feng Lan's hand, and the sword light condensed into a huge stegosaurus, rushing towards the demon army with the power of destruction.

The stegosaurus roared, scorching flames erupting from its mouth, incinerating the demons to ashes.

The light of the sword dispelled the darkness and brought hope and light.

Feng Lan stood tall and tall on the battlefield, burdened with countless questions.

His gaze looked far into the depths of the universe, where an old friend must have been quietly watching him, looking for his flaws, but he was unprepared and killed him with a single blow.

"Captain, where are you?"

Fenglan's fighting spirit is full, and he knows that as long as he finds the captain and fights with him, all the banes will be avoided.

The battle continued, and the demon legions were defeated, fighting and retreating.

Feng Lan wielded the Absolute Immortal Sword, the sword was like a rainbow, and the afterimages that were conjured up shuttled through the battlefield, flickering uncertainly.

Every time you go all out to perform the Dao Divine Courage, it is a ruthless killing of the demons.

The Absolute Immortal Sword, like the blade of judgment, emits a dazzling daylight like the sky, vowing to slash out the evil.

Feng Lan held the sword in his hand, and his face was full of determination and fearlessness.

The invasion of the demon legion ignited endless anger and determination in his heart.

The Demon Legion, the Emissary of Evil, is a gathering of evil creatures from the Dark Realm.

They are distorted, their faces hideous, and they exude an aura of depravity.

Every demon is a being full of ferocity and a desire to kill, and their goal is only one - the big tree.

The Great Tree is a large and ancient being, rooted in the world, connecting the mysterious forces between heaven and earth.

The demon legions are eager to seize the power of the Great Tree in order to gain greater evil power and the ability to rule the world.

The demon legion fearlessly rushed towards the tree, even in the face of the powerful Terran cultivators, they did not flinch, and they fought endlessly.

Seeing this, Fenglan burned a raging battle intent in his heart, knowing that he was the last line of defense of the big tree, and he must do his best to stop the invasion of demons.

Suddenly, he felt a hint of wind in the void not far away, his eyes froze, and he appeared in front of a behemoth like lightning.

More than half of the behemoth's body disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a small part of it in the light.

It looked like an irregular monster made of black sludge, emitting an evil aura, and its evil eyes had full piercing power, deep and sharp, as if it could see through people's hearts, and it was looking at the wind at the moment.

Feng Lan gripped the Absolute Immortal Sword tightly, feeling the power coming from the hilt.

Thinking about it, this monster is the target he is looking for, and only by slaying this behemoth can he stop the attack of the demon army.

He raised his sword without hesitation, and the light shone brightly on the sword.

His eyes were locked on the behemoth, and he only had the determination to kill in his heart.

The Absolute Immortal Sword pierced the night sky like a bolt of lightning, bringing a terrible sound of wind.

The sword was brilliant and seemed to possess infinite power, cutting through all obstacles in the darkness.

The behemoth seemed to be under the familiar threat of death, and when it came to its senses, the black sludge all over its body lit up with a dark red sheen, and a fierce roar came out from the strange bumps.

However, in front of the Absolute Immortal Sword, they seemed to be unable to resist, shattered by the sword light and cut off by the sword qi.

Fenglan was gradually wrapped in red blood cells that gradually turned red, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in a pool of blood.

Some people died, but not completely......