The wind came through the clouds, and the hand of the giant made everyone look at the sky in fear.

The strange scene of the immortal qi pillar plunging into the sky made many monks look sideways again and again.

Among them naturally includes Zhao Huai.

"What a terrible strength."

He stared at the giant object in the sky with wide eyes, and could not hide his surprise.

It's a really lively day, not only lively, but also bizarre.

First, there is a fairy spirit, and then there is a shocking hand to cover the sky and the sun.

With the outbreak of the Immortal Qi Divine Pillar, this side of the world is clear and clear, and it is no longer blocked.

In other words, you can slip away.

However, Madame has not yet been found.

How can you leave until you make sure the other party is safe.

In addition, Pei Xiangyun's life and death are also unknown, how can he walk away.

Zhao Huai's white clothes escaped, swept the ground at high speed, his black hair fluttered, and the wind around him swept away.

The Divine Sense quickly swept around, chasing the figure.

On the way, he met a demon cultivator who entered the city, and he slashed it with a sword.

Along the alleys of the neighborhood looked for traces of the lady.

Zhao Huai was far away from the direction where the giant palm fell, and his body was flying and thinking.

What the hell is going on here.

What makes these great powers come into being?

Everything must be about the sequence of cause and effect, and it is impossible for these existences to gather in Jinzhou City for no reason.

Is it because of ancestral weapons?

According to what the old devil said, the Great Yan Ancestral Weapon must be bound to the True Dragon.

But so far, I still don't know what the ancestral artifact is and where it is.

There's something in me somewhere.

"Ding!"

At this time, the sound of magic weapons colliding came from the side front.

Zhao Huai immediately swept over.

At this time.

The Netherworld Old Demon, who was located in the center of the giant hand that covered the sky, smiled at the sky, and said unconvinced:

"Humph! Wuji Lao'er, your Wuji Immortal Sect has chased me for hundreds of years, and I have killed a lot of people, but I have never seen you move the people like today. ”

"I said where this seal came from, it was so strong, it turned out to be the hand of your old guy, this woman is a rare fairy spirit root in the world, no wonder you are so nervous!"

In the face of the giant palm, the Netherworld Old Devil's sleeve robe swayed, his white hair fluttered, and his qi soared.

"Leave this girl to me!"

The monstrous demon power burst out from the withered old body, and a majestic human body demon shadow opened its eyes.

It was a slap in the face to the big hand that pierced the clouds.

"Bang!"

The two sides collided, making a sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Infinite waves of air splashed and scattered, blowing away all the clouds in the sky.

The surrounding houses were razed to the ground.

For a moment, the whole city was crumbling, and it seemed that it was about to collapse in the next second.

"I haven't seen him for a hundred years, but this devil's cultivation has grown again."

The plain-robed old man at the top of the cloud withdrew his palm and couldn't help frowning.

He is the head of the Wuji Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Sect is respected as the Wuji Daoist.

Wuji Daoist has been practicing for nearly 10,000 years, the realm is close to the fairyland, the seniority is extremely high, I don't know how many people think of the mountain, the superb strength and supreme status are the first in the world of cultivating immortals.

Seeing the shattered earth below, the crumbling Jinzhou City, and the aura overflowing Yu Qinghan on the ground, Wuji Daoist pointed out.

The aura of heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles flowed rapidly, the space trembled, and the wind set off.

Countless spiritual points emit light, intertwine, and converge into an independent space.

"Sister."

On the ground, Pei Xiangyun couldn't open his eyes because of the wind and waves around him, and he couldn't get past it even if he wanted to.

Yu Qinghan lay quietly in the void like this, silently, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

A ball of pure immortal qi flowed through her body.

At this moment, a ray of light fell from the sky.

It was on her body, almost instantly.

The Immortal Qi Divine Pillar immediately disappeared, and together with his body, he also fell to the ground.

After another moment.

Pei Xiangyun and Yu Qinghan, together with the Netherworld Old Demon, were swallowed by the independent space generated by the light point and disappeared from this world.

This scene is like changing the world.

The other side.

Qiu Yueqing was dressed in a moon blue dress and cast many cold spells.

Facing many demon masters alone, the mana on her body was already in an emergency, and she could only barely support it with pills.

But when she saw the earth-shattering hand on the heavenly dome and felt that the blockade of heaven and earth had been broken, she couldn't help but sneer:

"Heh, the Wuji Sect has arrived, and your Demon Gate is on the verge of death!"

The femme fatale of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect felt the movement in the sky, and her face became ugly.

I thought this trip was,

First I was deceived by the news of the ancestral weapon to this city, and then I encountered the disciples of the Immortal Sect blocking the way, this luck is simply not too bad.

The reason for this is that it is still a ghost made by the old demon of the Netherworld.

This is obviously to let them attract the attention of the immortal sect, and then sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

A cloud of scarlet blood balls floated in the palm of Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect, looking at the vision that appeared in the sky, and muttered:

"Looks like it's all a trick of the Nether Boss."

Then he looked at the other side and said coldly: "Qiu Yueqing, don't be too happy, before the Xianmen arrives, it's hard to say if you still have a life!" ”

After speaking, the scarlet blood cells immediately turned into thousands of red lights, turned into tentacles, and stabbed at Qiu Yueqing.

The femme fatale also made a move, and at some point a jar inlaid with seven gems appeared in her hand.

When I opened the cap, a green light came out.

It turned out to be a giant poisonous scorpion.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is not only famous for making and refining poisons, but it is also a skill that his disciples must master.

The giant scorpion didn't know what it was fed with, and its tail swept over.

Seeing this, Qiu Yueqing's cold mana gathered all over her body, forming a shield to resist the attack of the two.

But it didn't take long for it to gradually run out.

Qi Hai's mana gradually bottomed out, and she could only grit her teeth and persevere.

Then.

A streamer of light swept through the air, and with a "clang", it cut off the tail of the giant poisonous scorpion under the femme fatale's seat, and bounced away the dense blood rain attack of Yang Yuan, the great disciple of the Blood God Sect.

The streamer circled, leaving a brilliant arc of light in the sky.

Finally, it returned to the hands of a man in white.

The man had a ghost on his face, and he couldn't see his cultivation, and the momentum on his body was amazing.

To that station, it is like a mountain and a high mountain.

This aroused the vigilance of the femme fatale and Yang Yuan.

Cowardice before fighting.

The momentum is weaker first.

Qiu Yueqing looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and her face was also a little puzzled.

I don't know this person when I look at it, which sect is it from?

"It's me."

A familiar voice came to his ears, and Qiu Yueqing suddenly realized.

There was a lot of surprise in his eyes.

It's actually His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

When did His Highness become so strong?

Although he is full of potential, after all, he only has the realm of the late stage of foundation building, and now that he looks at it, this momentum is no less than that of Jindan Monk.

And among the Jindan, he can definitely step into the ranks of the strong.

"I'm here to help you."

Zhao Huai didn't say a word, and slashed out with a sword.

He originally wanted to find the trace of his wife, but he didn't expect to find Qiu Yueqing all the way.

Seeing that she is facing the siege of many demon monks, how can she not save herself from death.

If she died, the Linglong Palace Master was afraid that she would not be looking for her guilt.

Between thoughts, the unknown spirit sword in Zhao Huai's hand had already been slashed out.

The slender dark cyan sword qi slashed out.

The blood wings on Yang Yuan's back turned into a pair of big hands, crossed together, trying to forcibly block this sword qi.

But the big hand was cut off by the sword qi in the blink of an eye.

His whole body fell straight down!

Just as Yang Yuan was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment, the blood ball in his hand burrowed into his back, the blood wings recondensed, and his body was suspended again.

"Shhh

Feeling the fierce residual sword qi on his back still stinging him on it, the wound couldn't heal at all in a short time!

"This is sword intent. Did you just do it! ”

Yang Yuan shouted in shock.

Obviously, I know whose product it is, and the strong sword aura that made Jinzhou City dawn is the product.

Faced with the other party's surprise, Zhao Huai's face was unmoved.

The sword flicked.

The spirit sword was divided into eight, and the phantom of the blade remained in mid-air.

Circled around himself.

One by one, they shot towards Yang Yuan.

The speed is extremely fast, but the other party's reaction is not slow.

Dodge the Eight Sword Shadows.

It's just that the skin is scratched.

But it wasn't over yet, he felt a chill behind him.

Turning his head, he saw that the sword shadow had spun around in the air and stabbed at him again.

"Don't do it yet!"

In a hurry, Yang Yuan shouted.

The woman of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had been waiting for an opportunity to move, and when she heard the call, she no longer hesitated.

A large amount of green poisonous mist gushed out from his sleeves, turning into a big green hand and grabbing Zhao Huai.

"Be careful!"

Qiu Yueqing's mana in his body has not yet recovered, so he can only send a voice to remind him.

Zhao Huai was calm, turned around and slashed at the poisonous mist.

This sword is infinitely powerful and can shatter mountains and grounds.

After slashing out, the ground beneath your feet parted, leaving a deep ravine.

Cut the poisonous mist in half with your big hand.

Along the ground, shoot a hundred meters, cutting off the distant city wall as well.

The poisonous mist's big hand was cut in half, and a moment later, it was actually sewn together again, and it struck again.

Zhao Huai lifted his sword into the air, wiped the blade of the sword, turned upside down, and faced the two people on the ground.

A circle was drawn.

A thought.

The sword qi flickered, converging together, emitting a blazing temperature.

It's like a sword one, watching the sun.

Under the illumination of the sword qi golden yang, a large area of poisonous mist was evaporated.

The light emitted turned into thousands of sword qi and shot towards Yang Yuan and the two of them.

"It's so strong!"

The two of them took half a step back, and could only temporarily avoid the edge and dodge the rain of swords.

Then.

Zhao Huai closed his eyes and felt that Xiuwei had risen one point again.

Thousands of miles alone.

As long as you are undefeated, the more you fight, the stronger you will become.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and noticed that something had appeared in his consciousness.

is rapidly approaching.

Between ten breaths.

Eight tall walking corpses, carrying a black palanquin, flew in from the middle of the street, stepping on uninhabited houses and running through the air.

These eight walking corpses were different from those encountered on Zhao Huai Street, all of them were wearing pitch-black armor, their faces were blue, like steel, and there were mana fluctuations on their bodies.

It's like a puppet, and he was a monk when he was alive!

In the black sedan chair sat a black-robed old man, with two sideburns and black beards, and a whisk in his hand.

The corpses of the corpse mound are real people, and their strength has reached the Yuan Infant Realm.

It was a helper invited by Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect.

I saw the corpse real person waving the dust.

Dozens of streamers appeared on the streets.

Counting them up, there were fifty-seven walking corpses.

Zhao Huai found that the cultivation of each walking corpse was around the foundation.

This shows that these corpses were all living foundation building monks before their deaths.

It's just that after death, it is refined into a walking corpse for battle.

How many graves did this old Taoist dig up to gather these walking corpses?

It is necessary to know that a walking corpse with strong combat power needs to spend various precious materials and consume a lot of resources to successfully refine.

There are fifty-seven walking corpses in front of him, and when put into the world, they can already subvert any force.

Even the Immortal Cultivation Realm can destroy a third-rate sect, and a small sect can't withstand this power at all.

Zhao Huai didn't have time to think.

The fifty-seven walking corpses in front of them all moved, and there were vague mana fluctuations in their eyebrows, manipulating their every move.

I have long heard that there is an evil art of refining ghosts and corpses in the Demon Gate, and today I have beheaded a lot of walking corpses, and it turns out that these guys are the ghosts he messed with.

Zhao Huai frowned at the black sedan chair.

"This is the master of the corpse mound, the corpse is a real person, the strength has reached the realm of the Yuan Infant, he is good at the ancient secret method of chasing corpses, the means are extremely cruel, and he likes to refine people into walking corpses."

"Your Highness, let's go, you are not his opponent, I will come to the back."

Qiu Yueqing's figure came to Zhao Huai's side, and the tired jade face was full of solemnity.

The corpse real person had a strange-looking spirit mouse in his hand, looking straight in the direction of Zhao Huai.

His eyes lit up.

The ancestral artifact has been found.

The black curtain was immediately lifted, and a fishy corpse gas came out.

The corpse real person walked out slowly, the corners of his mouth hooked, faced Zhao Huai, and said with a light smile:

"Hand over the ancestral weapon, and you can avoid death."

There is still half a sentence that he did not say, he will not kill the other party.

Instead, it will be refined into a walking corpse.

That's his usual rhetoric.

"This is the Blood Treasure Spirit Mouse, which is actually in the hands of the seniors."

Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect saw that his family's spirit rat was in the other party's hand.

I immediately understood what was going on.

The reason why the corpse real person has not appeared is because he is using the rest of the Demon Sect to block the disciples of the Immortal Sect alone, and he went to find the ancestral weapon alone.

Selfishness is inevitable.

The old demons of the Demon Gate all want to get the ancestral weapon, crack the mystery of becoming immortals, and press the immortal gate.

Faced with the questioning of the real corpse, Zhao Huai said lightly:

"They all think that the ancestral weapon is on me, but if the ancestral weapon is really on me, I would have used it to deal with you a long time ago, so why wait until now."

"All guidance is directed at you, and it is useless to quibble with you, and in that case, I have to take it myself."

The voice of the corpse real person was ethereal.

A coercion belonging to Yuan Ying overshadowed it.

Zhao Huai's face couldn't help but become solemn.

Although his current cultivation has increased a lot, it is simply a fool's dream to deal with Yuanying Cultivator.

In the face of a character like a corpse, it is difficult to escape.

Accompanied by the corpse, the real person slowly approached.

The Blood Treasure Spirit Rat jumped out of the opponent's palm and pounced straight at it.

The white jade dragon seal in the Xuan Ring felt the movement and emitted a faint light.

Zhao Huai noticed the movement in the Xuan Ring, and took out the dragon seal as soon as possible.

He held the dragon seal in his hand.

The dragon seal suddenly shone brightly, transforming into a prismatic treasure mirror entwined with a silver dragon.

The Prismatic Treasure Mirror erupted with astonishing light.

The dazzling white light made the Blood Treasure Spirit Rat howl in pain, and its whole body exuded demonic black aura, and soon it was silent and fell to the ground.

The eyes of the corpse real people burst out with an astonishing essence.

With a flick of the dust, the white whiskers gathered into tentacles, and they were about to snatch the treasure mirror in Zhao Huai's hand.

Sensing the threat, the surface of the Prismatic Treasure Mirror resurfaced.

A mighty immortal aura appeared, colliding with the dust.

Is there really an ancestral weapon?!

And it's his ancestral dragon seal?

Zhao Huai was shocked.

Soon he discovered that the Prismatic Treasure Mirror was extracting mana from him.

It's so fast, it's ridiculous!

After absorbing the mana, the mirror surface of the prismatic treasure mirror flashed.

A pillar of purple light shot out, straight into the sky, and a large area of purple qi swept away, and stars appeared in the purple qi.

The whole sky changed color, as if it was a vision of purple qi coming from the east.

"The ancestral weapon is born!"

Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect was extremely surprised when he saw this scene.

He thought it was all a trap for the old demon.

I didn't expect the ancestral weapon to be really in Jinzhou!

"It seems that the legend is true!"

The femme fatale of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was also stunned.

"Boom!"

Under the purple qi, the Huanghuang Heavenly Thunder made a deafening sound.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt fell straight down.

Split on Zhao Huai's body.

But it didn't hurt him, but wandered in his flesh.

Purple qi surged in his body, and his cultivation, which was already at the critical level, suddenly broke through, allowing him to come to the eighth layer of foundation building!

This made Zhao Huai very surprised.

Is the ancestral weapon really so against the sky?

Can this mirror reflect heaven and earth?

Above the clouds, there were many terrifying auras standing in the void.

The vision of three thousand miles of purple qi shook the immortal cultivation realm, and many powers that had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up.

in a separate space.

It was pitch black.

Some are just endless voids.

A plain robe, the Yuan Shen escaped, gathered into a 10,000-meter-high shadow of holy light, and pressed his five fingers.

The entire independent space shook it, and if it were outside, it would be enough to destroy a large number of states and counties.

Directly smashed the shadow on the opposite side to smithereens.

The Netherworld Old Demon spat out a mouthful of blood, and his momentum was weakened a lot, but he still couldn't resist the Dao Sect Ancestor in front of him after all.

But in the next second, he looked out of the space and gloated:

"Hahaha! I knew it! ”

Feeling the movement outside the realm, the Wuji Dao people ignored the Netherworld Old Demon.

Instead, he pinched his fingers, and after a while, said solemnly:

"The ancestral weapon is born, and the catastrophe is coming."