Infinite Immortal Sect.

On top of a lonely peak, the towering trees are luxuriant, the mountain is vast, the top of the mountain is shrouded by deep flowing clouds, the fairy birds are singing at the foot of the mountain, the spirit monkeys are playing, and the water is murmuring.

A group of seven or eight-year-old children were playing in the water by the river, laughing and playing.

"Zhao Ping'an, how do I feel, you never mentioned your father? My father and my mother have not been in the sect recently, saying that there is something outside, what about you? ”

A pigtail child looked up and asked Zhao Ping'an.

Faced with his companion's question, Zhao Ping'an was silent for a while, and he didn't know how to answer for a long time, and finally whispered this:

"I don't know."

"I only know that Aunt Jiang also went out and hasn't come back for a long time, as if something important happened."

After Zhao Ping'an finished speaking, he looked at a towering spirit tree not far away, and a girl with a pink peck was sitting under the tree in a daze, her temperament was very quiet, but she was a little out of place with this group of children.

Seeing this, the pigtail child asked:

"That's your sister, right?"

"Yes, my sister Zhao Ruyue."

Zhao Ping'an nodded.

"Why doesn't she play together, does she not like crowded places?"

"Maybe I'm not used to it."

Zhao Ping'an knew that his sister must be thinking about Aunt Jiang, so she didn't have the heart to do anything.

In fact, he is not.

It's been a while since I've seen Aunt Jiang, and I'm really not used to it.

In his subconscious, he has already regarded Aunt Jiang as a mother-like role.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire Immortal Peak trembled, many children did not stand firmly, and sat in the stream, and Zhao Ping'an was the same, wet his trouser legs by the splash.

His dark eyes were very puzzled, and he said:

"What happened?"

The jade bracelet on the pigtail child's hand flashed with light, and he seemed to know something, and said to Zhao Ping'an and the children around him:

"Senior brother and sister are coming to me, we have to hurry home."

This resonated with the children around them.

"Me too, and my master is calling me too."

"My mother called me, let's hurry home."

Zhao Ping'an watched his companions disappear into the teleportation array of Xianfeng one after another, and remained silent, and when the big guy was almost gone, his immature face showed calm thoughts like an adult.

The unrelenting smile that should not have appeared on the child appeared on Zhao Ping'an's face.

The corners of his mouth murmured softly, and his eyebrows were vaguely worried.

"Go home. Where's home? ”

"Brother, are you going back to Hongchen Immortal Peak?"

Sister Zhao Ruyue walked straight over, wearing a gauze skirt, holding a candy tightly in her hand, and her face was white and cute, like a little princess.

"We have to listen to Aunt Jiang's words, and we can't run around." Zhao Ping'an said seriously.

"But I really want to see Aunt Jiang again."

Zhao Ruyue said hesitantly, with a little tear in her slender eyelashes.

"I want to too"

Zhao Ping'an is a child a few years old after all, and the thoughts in his heart can't stop pouring out, and his heart is very entangled.

Entrance to Lingshan Mountain.

In the sky above the 100,000 mountains, the pitch-black spirit boat longships were lined up one after another, the big flag of the Heavenly Demon Palace was planted at the top, and a huge top-grade spirit stone powered the entire spirit boat.

The formation inscription flickered continuously, and the beam of light that erupted from the void slammed onto the formation of the Spirit Mountain, which had a good power.

Let the entire spiritual mountain tremble.

attracted the side eyes of countless Lingshan monks.

"This is the immortal gate spirit boat of the Middle Ages."

A large number of monks such as the Lotus Sect Master, the Taihao Sect Master, and the Xuanqing Ancestor stood at the entrance of the Lingshan Mountain, observing the battleships in the sky, and their tones were very solemn.

You must know that such a huge spirit boat costs a lot of money, and the craftsmanship on it includes a variety of skill essences such as array mages and talisman masters, which are lost in the Middle Ages, and basically no one can make them now.

And it's also expressly forbidden.

Because flying boats of this scale are generally used for warfare, when Xianmen was formed, all such drawings were regarded as prohibited items, and over time, they were lost.

In fact, there are still many sects that have this thing in their possession, but it is far from reaching the scale of the Demon Gate.

The Heavenly Demon Palace obviously came prepared this time, and drove out the battleships left over from the Middle Ages, and bombarded Lingshan, undoubtedly wanting to raze the Xianmen.

"After many years, I finally came to Lingshan again."

The demon Situ Huan looked at the railing from afar, and his eyes were full of indescribable spirit.

Behind him were many monks of the Ten Sects of the Demon Dao, as well as the major ancestors of the Demon Sect, who were all brought by him, and they must take down the Spirit Mountain.

Today's Lingshan is controlled by Zuo Sinong, the valley lord of the Medicine King Dangu, and he has the power of Lingshan.

The abbot of Lingyin went to Xizhou to resist the famine, but has not returned.

The Linglong Palace Lord sits on the battlefield in Beizhou and can't get out.

The Wuji Sect Leader Hai Shengming and the Immortal Sect Master were all subject to special restrictions and could not make a move, otherwise the laws of heaven and earth would be disordered, the seal of the Void South China Sea would be lifted, and Lingshan would fall into an even more dangerous situation.

The power of Huangquan Heaven and Earth is bound by the rules of the Heaven and Earth Chess Game set by the Lord of Immortality, and he cannot enter Zhongzhou.

How favorable the situation is for the Demon Gate!

Situ Huan believes that after this battle, he will definitely be able to take down the Xianmen.

"The Demon Gate has offended my Lingshan again, is it because you want to repeat the mistakes of the last time?"

Zuo Sinong's vast transmission reached the demon gate, which was very solemn and ethereal.

Situ Huan smiled coldly and said, "Today's Ten Sects and Nine Voids of Lingshan are all sent to the battlefields of Xizhou and Beizhou, right?" There is no one in the fairy gate, don't bluff anymore. ”

Zuo Sinong's face was calm and indifferent, and he said: "You didn't go to Zhao Huai to find the ancestral weapon, but came to my Lingshan, do you think that this will allow the demon lord to get out of trouble?" ”

Situ Huan's long black hair was shiny and dazzling, his posture was particularly chic, his eyes were deep, with a hint of playfulness, and he said:

"Who said that there is only one ancestral weapon left by Yan Zu, don't think I don't know, the Demon Lord has already explained to me, there is still a peerless immortal weapon hidden in your Sword Pavilion, suppressing the Void South China Sea, if you can get it, the effect will be the same."

"What? There is also an ancestral weapon in the Sword Pavilion? ”

"As the true lineage of the Infinite Immortal Sect, I have practiced for a hundred years, and I have never heard of it!"

Upon hearing this news, many of the monks present were very surprised.

The Great Elder of the Wuji Immortal Sect was an old man with white hair, and when he heard Situ Huan's words of attracting bees and butterflies, his eyes gradually became solemn.

When the Yan Ancestor Sword was sealed in vain, one of the Natal Flying Swords was indeed in the South China Sea, but they only learned about the news of the ancestral weapon later.

For this reason, the Wuji Immortal Sect was tight-lipped, and not many people knew about this matter at all.

Unexpectedly, the demon lord had already noticed this.

For this day, the demon gate still came to the door.

"Today, I'll let you see the true essence of my Heavenly Demon Heaven and Earth."

Situ Huan laughed wildly and raised his hand.

Many immortal ships behind him were aiming at the Spirit Mountain Great Array, and the aura converged and the beams flickered.

The Lotus Sect Master, the Xuanqing Ancestor and other old-timers who have been in retreat for many years, as well as the pride of heaven hundreds of years ago like Jiang Xuan, all sacrificed their natal magic weapons and supernatural powers to prepare to defend against the enemy.

Obviously, there will be a tough battle ahead.