Eight hundred and sixty-five years of the immortal calendar.

The seventh day of the fourth month.

A jet-black thundercloud appeared on the dome of Lingshan, and the brewing roar could be heard by the entire Lingshan Immortal Sect disciples.

As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of miles, this mighty power has attracted the attention of all the immortal sects, and many ancestors have opened their eyes and looked at the top of the Wuji Immortal Sect.

One-third of the spiritual mountains were covered by thunderclouds, and people seemed so small in front of the heavenly power of the thunder tribulation.

"Who broke through?"

"Such a terrifying thunderstorm, can anyone really survive it?"

Among the three thousand immortal peaks of the Wuji Immortal Sect, tens of thousands of disciples all looked up at the thunderclouds above the central immortal peak.

"That's the position of Wuji Peak, it's the master!"

"What? The master has broken through! ”

Many disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect were shocked, and they were extremely surprised by the great progress in the cultivation of the Wuji Sect.

But at the same time, they became nervous again, afraid of uncertainty.

You must know that the cultivation of the Zhangjiao is the most of the immortal gates, located above the gods, hidden for hundreds of years, and does not ask about the world, just to stay at the level of refining the void and not to cross the thunder tribulation.

If there is a level in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, then the Wuji Sect is the group of people with the highest rank.

If the Thunder Tribulation is broken, then the Wuji Palm Sect has crossed the refining void and can be named a half-immortal.

But if they can't, they don't dare to think about the consequences.

It was undoubtedly a huge blow to the Wuji Immortal Sect.

"The Tao of the Palm Sect is unfathomable, it has lived for thousands of years, and the means are superb, it will definitely be fine." A disciple dressed in a gossip pattern robe whispered.

Not only him, but many disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect, whether they were inner and outer sects, or true disciples, were comforting themselves like this in their hearts.

However, the next second.

An extremely horrifying image appeared in front of them.

The originally black thunderclouds turned scarlet, and the rolling clouds spread out to the surroundings again, and the blood-red thunderclouds seemed to choose people to devour, and the breath was several times more terrifying than before!

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering loud noise, the terrible thunder tribulation finally descended, as thick as a dragon and snake, extending from the end of heaven and earth, and came into the world with great glory, and the power seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world.

The strong thunder and the aura of destruction that came from the sky made many disciples have to close their eyes.

Only a few people could see the immortal peaks lit up by thunder.

There is clearly the back of an old man.

Under the majesty of heaven, it seems lonely and desolate.

The old man was not indifferent, but stretched out his big hand and stretched out to the sky.

The aura of a radius of thousands of miles was quickly emptied, forming a vortex in the sky, surging towards the old man, and in an instant, the immortal shadow of a mighty old man rose from Wuji Peak, standing up to the sky and the earth.

This is the refining of the Void Yuan God, and after awakening, it can mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

But even such a majestic fairy shadow was shattered in a moment under the blood-red thunderstorm.

"Click!"

A crisp voice sounded between heaven and earth, and the thunder tribulation was like a needle, piercing through the sky and the earth, and piercing straight to the old man on the top of the mountain.

was about to die, but the old man greeted him with a smile, and said lightly:

"The cause and effect owed is still too great."

In the end, the desolate back still fell under the thunderstorm.

There are no bones left, and no trace can be found.

This thunder light illuminates the spiritual mountain and also lights up the world.

Xu Muchen, the secular gatekeeper of the Wuji Immortal Sect, suddenly realized that he raised his head, his face had not changed much compared to a year ago, but his breath became sharper and sharper.

He clearly saw that a big hole was broken on the vast array of the distant Spirit Mountain, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was all drained here.

Xu Muchen hurriedly stood up, and shouted sadly in the direction of Lingshan:

"Coach!"

"Go all the way."

Many disciples under the Three Thousand Immortal Peaks cried out to the top of the Immortal Peak.

"Coach!"

For a moment, the entire Wuji Immortal Sect fell into an atmosphere of heavy sadness.

The head of the sect was still defeated.

Even though he was the first person in the Xianmen Sect, he failed to break the shackles of eight hundred years.

But no one was in a position to laugh at him.

The movement of the Thunder Tribulation in Lingshan was too huge, and the moment it happened, it was known to all the immortal sects.

The master wanted to break the Mahayana, open the road to ascension, and died in the catastrophe, and the news immediately spread.

For a while, the entire immortal cultivation world was a sensation!

Immortal Taoist Temple, under the ginseng fruit tree.

The Lord of the Immortal Temple was dressed in a yellow robe, holding a white beard to whisk the dust, and his eyes were full of regret.

"This is the fate of the immortal cultivation world."

"Master, why do you say this?" The cute girl with the ball head on the side wondered.

The Lord of Immortality shook his head, twisted his beard, and sighed: "In the past eight hundred years, except for Yan Zu, no one has been able to reopen the path of ascension, but it has become fate. ”

"Call your senior brother back, you don't have to guard this door."

"Yes."

At the same time, on the fairy palace group of the thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain.

The Linglong Palace Master was wearing a graceful and luxurious palace dress, looked at the position of the Wuji Immortal Sect, frowned, and said regretfully:

"Wuji, you still went, contaminated with cause and effect turned into a catastrophe, it's not that you don't report it, the time has not come, this threshold is too high and too big, you and I can't step over."

Then, she instructed the female disciple beside her:

"Gather the eight hundred swordsmen of the Asgard Palace and prepare for battle."

Little Lingyin Temple.

The pilgrims in the temple were told to leave and would not pick up any more visitors.

In the spacious temple, many monks gather.

"Abbot, what should we do, the fall of the Wuji Sect is not only unfavorable to the Wuji Immortal Sect, but also a huge blow to the entire Immortal Sect." A half-sleeved Arhat said with a solemn face.

The old abbot with white eyebrows and eyes covered his eyes held a Zen staff and put his hands together and said: "The entire fairy gate is a whole, now that the dispute has arisen, who can stay out of the matter, the people of the demon gate will never give up, can no longer hide in the world, my Buddha is merciful, how can I sit back and watch the chaos in the world." ”

"What does the abbot mean, dispatch the seventy-two golden warrior monks in the temple?"

The old abbot nodded and continued: "Be sure to ensure the safety of the Great Xia, if the immortal cultivation world is in chaos, the world will definitely suffer." ”

"I see."

At this time, in the Wuji Immortal Sect.

The disciples were still immersed in a sad atmosphere, and an old and energetic voice sounded in their minds.

"Cheer up."

It's like Hong Zhong Da Lu, buzzing and echoing in his head.

In front of the Lingtan in front of Wuji Peak, an old man who fished stood there, although his body was stiff, but with an extraordinary momentum.

At this time, an elder of the Infinite Immortal Sect appeared in the void and said:

"I know you're all sad, but there's more important things waiting for us right now."

"The monsters in Beizhou are rampant, and they have threatened the land of Zhongzhou, this year, the frequency of the appearance of the demon gate has increased significantly, as a disciple of the Xianmen, you can't sit idly by."

"From today on, all the true disciples will go down the mountain to practice, and the inner and outer disciples must also accept the tasks assigned by the sect."

"In addition, announcing a more important matter, following the will of the Sect Leader, the elders unanimously agreed that Elder Hai would take over the position of the Sect Leader of Wuji."

"Yes!"

Hearing the new rules set by the sect and seeing the reaction of the elders, many disciples' hearts were pang.

They seemed to understand something.

Obviously, the fall of the head of the sect was not a sudden thing, but a long time expected.

The actions of the Demon Gate just confirm this.

Even though the situation became more and more tense, the old angler still did not leave this spiritual pool, as if he was guarding something.

"Where is the man with the sword?"

The old man said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, in the central immortal peak, a terrifying sword pillar rose from the sky.

Ten powerful sword dao aura instantly enveloped the entire Wuji Immortal Sect.

"On this trip, there must be no mistake in guarding the ten spiritual mountain entrances in the world."

The old man gave the order.

With a "boom", ten streamers scattered straight away.

This sword aura came and went quickly, and it disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Many sect disciples were amazed.

"I'm not mistaken, there are people in the Infinite Immortal Peak, isn't it said that the forbidden land is not allowed to enter, I thought there was no one."

A young disciple wondered.

The elder brother next to him patiently explained: "You entered the sect late, it's normal not to know, it is said that there are ten sword wielders in the Infinite Immortal Peak, and they have taught them the ancient sword cultivation skills, and they have been raising swords for a hundred years, and they have been in retreat so far, just to deal with the great crisis of the sect, it seems that the situation of the Wuji Immortal Sect is not optimistic now." ”

"This year's Demon Gate has been rampant enough, and now that the head of the sect is dead, I'm afraid that there will be a war."

The disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect more or less smelled a hint of crisis, but there was no fear on their faces, but they were resolute and determined.

Since the beginning of cultivation, it has been peaceful for a long time, and many disciples have long been eager to try.

Cultivating for longevity, slaying evil demons with a sword, and ascending to immortality are only for these two.

What about dying.

At this moment, Nanyu Mansion.

Zhao Huai, who was about to go out, noticed the fluctuations in the aura within a radius of thousands of miles.

He felt that something was wrong, and his body floated straight up.

Come to the sky and look at the source of the movement.

I don't know what happened.

But he had a sense of foreboding.

took out the golden copper coin for a divination, and after making sure that he was okay for the time being, he was also relieved.

But this door must not dare to come out.

Through Song Zhishu's mouth, he learned that there was a demon in Nanyu Mansion exposed, and such a thing happened, and he could indirectly know that the people from the Demon Gate were still looking for him.

It's like a year ago, when I faced the Nether Old Demon.

The ancestral weapon is in his body, which has caused a lot of trouble.

The Ten Gates of the Demon Dao fought for it.

Fortunately, the people of Xianmen are also very smart, and in this year, a large number of monks were set up near Nanyu Mansion to secretly protect them, and they were able to arrive as soon as possible.

However, in a short time, he wanted to go out, and he was afraid that it would be difficult.

When he returned to the surface, he was found to be being searched.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Huai asked.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Lord Song came to you and said that someone was visiting." A scribe reported.

"Got it."

Zhao Huai nodded, he unexpectedly found that the golden smoke that had been left on everyone's faces had dissipated.

It became an ordinary white.

It's a color that doesn't have anything.

The picture seen by the [Qi Seeker] must be something that will happen, and this can be guaranteed.

The color of the smoke has changed, and it is not difficult to deduce.

Great Yan's overall fortune is slowing down.

Zhao Huai can also understand this.

Now Da Yan wants to go north, and the time needed at the moment is not enough, plus he heard that the Empress of Great Xia has a good reputation this year, and she is famous for her wisdom and martial arts, which is quite popular with the people.

It wasn't what he expected.

What about the good man slaughtering the woman Rakshasa?

He also heard that the empress was arbitrary and domineering, and she had not been to court for a year.

The cabinet was deliberately set up, and everything was handed over to the cabinet to deal with, and she only needed to look at it, in this case, the ability to take care of the whole country in an orderly manner was also quite perverted.

Far more than the first two emperors!

It's not easy to deal with at all.

But he is not in a hurry, he has enough time, and he is not in a hurry.

He is a cultivator, and he is the least afraid of boiling.

Are you wise?

What about a hundred years from now? It's not a handful of loess yet.

White smoke white smoke, it's normal.

Zhao Huai followed the scribe into the living room, and as soon as he entered, he saw Song Zhishu, as well as an old man and a daughter.

His attention was first on the old man.

The old man had a circle of flesh on his head, looking like a person in Buddhism.

But the appearance and clothing are obviously different, the dark face, very lean, royal green monk's robe, half of the shoulders exposed, with dense incantations.

"Your Highness, you're here."

Song Zhishu saw Zhao Huai and said with a smile.

"This must be the Great Yan Prince, who has become famous in the past year."

A woman's voice sounded next to her.

Like a yellow oriole singing, loud and tactful and soft.

Zhao Huai subconsciously raised his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

Such a beautiful woman.

I saw that the woman was wearing a crop top wrap in a chest dress, very sexy, with a red light scarf on the outside of her shoulders, and a long scarf on her head, but she was eighteen or nineteen years old, her nose was straight, her skin was like snow, she was very delicate, her appearance was stunning, and she was quite exotic.

To be honest, Zhao Huai has seen so many beauties, and he feels that the faces of women in the world cannot be arranged.

Because they all have a unique temperament, such as the gentleness and thoughtfulness of the lady, the noble and noble temperament, and sometimes a domineering and stubborn stubbornness.

There is also Qiu Yueqing, a natural and fairy-like straight daughter, who is arrogant and rude, and her petite sister-in-law Pei Xiangyun, plus the cold silver-haired beauty Yin Nanyu who poses with a dead fish face every day.

Everyone's style is different.

The woman's eyes in front of her have a hint of agility, and the depths of her eyes are still clear, especially the smile that seems to be able to touch people's hearts.

No matter how beautiful the other party is, it's useless.

His heart can no longer contain the superfluous beauty of the world.

The girl he likes is not only the cinnabar mole in his heart, but also the bright moonlight.

Zhao Huai just glanced at it, and soon he set his eyes on the old monk with a meat bun.

Yuan Infant Strong!

He was very decisive in his judgment.

Through the [Qi Watcher], you can see the smoke on the other party's face, which is extremely rich.

Obviously a very strong monk, the smoke of Brother Jindan is definitely not so strong, and the cultivation of the old monk with a meat bun is definitely above the Yuan Ying.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are definitely not many strong Yuanying powerhouses, they are already extremely strong monks, they can serve as elders of major sects, and they can even open a sect and establish a sect alone, and they are called real people.

Obviously, the identity of the woman in front of her is definitely not ordinary.

At this time, Song Zhishu spoke.

"Your Highness, let me introduce you, this is the princess of the Xizhou Shenluo Gu Kingdom, Luo Ya."

"Next to him is the Divine Elephant Bodhisattva of the Holy Sect."

"Shenluo Gu Kingdom?"

When Zhao Huai heard this name, he immediately searched in his mind.

In his impression, Xizhou originated in ancient times and has been entrenched by a number of ancient countries, the largest of which are the three kingdoms, Shinra, Tianluo, and Dilara, who were originally a huge country, and later split into three with the evolution of history.

At the same time, the religious culture of Xizhou is particularly prosperous, with countless sects.

In the eyes of the people of Zhongzhou, they are called the land of the Demon Sect Gu Country.

What are they doing here?