The situation in the border areas, the chaos between the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and the Langya Immortal Sect, caused a lot of turmoil, but with the passage of 20 years, a balance was gradually formed and stabilized.

Unfortunately, it is not quiet after all.

The Purple Xi Immortal Sect has entered!

It joined forces with Langya to conquer the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the fragile balance and order were shattered in an instant, like a flood flooding the earth, sweeping thousands of miles, and even the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect and the Qi Ling Immortal Sect were affected.

In the entire border area, chaos has been revealed, and the turmoil of more than 100 years ago will be staged again.

"Kill!"

Shout to kill the heavens.

On Lingbei Lake, there were two groups of people coming before and after, with different factions, but the roots of the qi were comparable, and they were extremely strong, and they must be monks of the Immortal Sect.

This is the monk of Langya Immortal Sect and Zixi Immortal Sect, the two sects don't know what agreement they have reached, they advance and retreat together, and attack Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

The fight at the same level is the most tragic.

Especially when there are many people on one side, the balance of victory is tilted, and it cannot be stopped.

"Hold on! Be sure to hold on! ”

The person in charge of Lingbei Lake, with a strong body and not a weak spirit, directly acted as a pioneer, like a mountain, and a husband should not be opened.

He tried his best to hold on to the precarious situation and was unwilling to give up.

The monks who led the two sects came up, sneered, and shot mercilessly, and the rolling mana crashed down, so that he couldn't raise his head.

"Poof"

He vomited blood as he fought, and his burly body gradually crumbled until he collapsed on the edge of Lingbei Lake.

Looking at it again, the clear Lingbei Lake has been dyed with a faint red, and many corpses are floating on it, which is extremely terrifying.

……

Dayao Mountain.

The two monks galloped in, their eyes flashing with fierce light, like thunder and lightning, destroying the world and destroying the world.

"Boom ......"

They rushed to kill, and many qi machines were summed up into one, like a heavenly river rushing, shaking the entire region.

The figures are disordered, but they are like a battle formation that has been drilled, which is very appropriate, covering from all directions and everywhere to ensure that no fish will slip through the net.

"Enemy attack."

There was a monk from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, who roared, a little frightened, obviously seeing the enemy's formation, and knew that something was wrong.

As soon as the words fell, he let a flying spear shoot on the mountain wall, and the bones were dripping with blood.

This seems to be a foreshadowing.

The monks of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect of Dayao Mountain were bleeding everywhere, the grass and trees were dyed with a touch of red, and the mountains and rocks were red and bloody.

"I survived it all back then, and today I have nothing to be afraid of."

The old man with a broken arm stationed in Dayao Mountain had participated in the last Xianzong game, and he was very open-minded, determined, and stubbornly defended the boundary, shaking with one arm, and killing the enemy.

"Old fellow, it's indispensable."

"You're not strong anymore."

"Die."

What I got was a laugh, the same Immortal Sect was the same way, the gap was not big, even if the mind was firm and difficult to shake, but it was difficult to smooth out the gap in numbers.

The two joined forces, and the exercises operating in their bodies were different, but they were equally strong, one made a seal, and the other made a fist, and the void sky swayed.

The mana of the old man with a broken arm flowed like water, and he wanted to defuse the attack of the two sides, but it was really difficult, and he fell into danger at once.

"Roar"

In the midst of danger, he was not cowardly, he danced the broken arm, completely abandoned life and death, and the qi locked the monk of the Langya Immortal Sect, and his fist was like lightning, and he went straight away.

Halfway through, the monks of the Zixi Immortal Sect attacked him, but he did not waver, and he stubbornly held on to the mortal situation and went to kill.

"Poof"

In the end, the old man with a broken arm died, but his broken arm was pierced through the chest of one of the enemies, and the two were enemies, but after death, they were stacked together, which was also sad.

"It's really tyrannical, let's send you away."

The leader of the Zixi Immortal Sect sighed, gave an old man with a broken arm a decent look, and set fire to Dayao Mountain, burying everything in the fire.

……

Wind dragon pendant.

In the extremely vicious place, the aura is dirty, and the halberd department of the Law Enforcement Hall has fallen here, and the people and horses of the Langya Immortal Sect are mighty and powerful, surrounding them, and the magic methods are like torrential rain, like angry winds, crackling down.

All the people in the Law Enforcement Hall were covered in blood and exhausted, like a broken ship, and at any time a big wave came by, and all the troops would be annihilated.

"Haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

The veteran of the Halberd Department roared.

They can't hold out for long, and they need assistance, but at this time, the Guangxiu Immortal Sect is on fire on all sides, and people are employed everywhere, so it is not so easy to wait for assistance.

"Qiang"

At this time, a sword light fell down, dividing the earth and retreating from the approaching monks of the Langya Immortal Sect.

After the sword light, there was a young man, his sideburns were slightly white, his eyes were sharp, and there was a little blood stain on his body.

"Chief of Iron Punishment, he came alone, this ......"

Someone recognized Chang Siwei, this is located in front of the Ghost God Mountain, killed a group of murderers, became famous in a battle, and even protected the people when the sky fell, had the means, and was recommended as the chief of the iron punishment.

With this person coming to help, they felt a little more relieved in their hearts, and they were finally not abandoned.

It's just that there is another kind of worry, often thinking about a single sword, in the face of a huge formation, it is inevitable that he will be able to save the sky, and he may even be able to get in.

They really don't want such a strong man in the door to die of exhaustion, and their hearts are entangled tightly.

"I really caught a big one."

Here, the people of the Langya Immortal Sect, Gu Hai, who was the leader, lit up, nodded with satisfaction, and waved his hand: "Momentum." ”

In a flash.

The whole wind and fire fell, it seemed that there was really a wind dragon raging, and a strong wind like sword qi rose from all directions, surrounding Chang Siwei and others.

"All of you have to die."

Gu Hai said coldly.

Then, there were a series of sharp wind blades, turbulent and empty, and the monk's spells were overwhelming, dense, and they couldn't dodge it.

In this kind of attack, there is a fierce light hidden by the Langya monk, who will kill like a poisonous snake at any time and give the enemy a painful blow.

"Then Chang will survive from this death."

It's not that he doesn't realize the danger, but he is such a person, as long as he thinks it's worth it, he has to break through.

This firm will has caused him to encounter great disasters and lose his vitality many times.

But this is also the root of his exit from the Black Abyss Prison and getting rid of his identity as a jailer, without the consciousness of supporting the beam, why come out to wade into troubled waters, just be an idler honestly.

"Boom"

Chang Si thought about running the Taibai West Meridian to the extreme, exuding a cold aura around his body, and with a wave of the sword, a brilliant sword light poured out, destroying many attacks.

He turned his body vertically, came to the top of the wind and fire fall, and the long sword fell, wanting to break the feng shui terrain and break the formation.

"I have some skills, but the formation has been completed, and I can also descend the dragon and tiger."

Gu Hai naturally didn't carelessly, his hand pinched the magic trick, his body was like a formation, like an earth god, he waved his hand, and the whirring wind blew away the sword light.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the terrain moved, and in an instant, he came to Chang Si and punched down.

"Bang"

Chang Si drew his sword and slashed, and the blade of the sword swept past Gu Hai's fist, leaving a white trace.

This is a big enemy, thoughtful, and has long planned to fit in the formation, and the suppression is like a piece of heaven and earth, which is extremely terrifying.

"Kill!"

What's even more difficult is that a large number of Langya monks, consuming the mana they often think about, organized into a large net that is not airtight, and the blades of the swords are shaking, like a sky full of stars, shining and dazzling.

"Poof"

I often think about the flow of mana, the breath is agitated, and finally I can't bear it, I snort, and the blood spills the wind dragon falls.

"Lord Chang!"

The cultivators of the Wen Halberd Department were anxious when they saw this, but they were already besieged, and they couldn't come forward to help at all, so they had to cry out and feel sad.

"Die!"

Gu Hai took advantage of the situation to kill, and his momentum was high in the sky, and he didn't give Chang Si a chance at all, and made it clear that he wanted to force the opponent to death.

He held a sword like a demon god, and the sword weapon shone with a touch of blood, slashing down, as if the hell of the dead soul had opened, and the breath of death was great.

"Roar"

At the critical moment, Chang Si let out a long howl, the fierce light turned around his body, and his eyes were like the sun, like a sharp sword, giving people a feeling that they couldn't look directly.

He struck with a single sword, like a wind in the North Sea, destroying everything that could be seen.

Gu Hai's offensive collapsed in an instant, and the whole person flew out upside down, and his body was covered in blood, and he was already hit hard.

"You're destroying your life."

He saw something, but he was helpless, and said in shock: "But what kind of secret method is this, so terrifying." ”

Once again, he forcibly ran the constant thoughts of the Taibai West Scripture, and killed it blatantly.

This battle once again illustrates the extreme and terrifying inheritance of Raising Sword Peak, like an uncontrollable beast, engulfing everything.

Kill the enemy, kill yourself.

The monks of the Law Enforcement Hall were saved.

Gu Hai died, and a large number of monks of the Langya Immortal Sect dispersed in fear.

Thinking often wins.

But it was a pyrrhic victory.

Lingbei Lake was blood-red, Dayao Mountain was broken, the wind dragon fell into a bloody battle, and one by one, the news flew into the Guangxiu Immortal Sect like snowflakes, and this behemoth was tossed all over his body.

One year, two years, five years......

It is an indisputable fact that the Guangxiu Immortal Sect is weak, and it is really difficult for the two Immortal Sects to join forces.

Many people are worried, but there is not much that can be done.

……

Pharmacy.

This is a fairyland in the outer gate, the thirty-six halls are shining, the fragrance of Dan is condensed into a glow, and the people in the Dan Dao are really enviable.

Among them, the Longxing Hall is the first of the thirty-six halls, which is extremely quiet and quiet, and few people can set foot on it.

At this time, there were two people in the hall, one was a handsome young man, and the other was an old man with a clear and elegant face, both of whom were orthodox alchemists.

"Elder, the Immortal Sect is in turmoil, why don't you restart the camp plan."

The relationship between the handsome young man and the medicine house is very deep, and when he mentions the "camp plan", his eyes are bright, with a deep longing and yearning.

Back then, the situation was even more intense than this, and the sages of their medicine still kept the peace of the Immortal Sect, and as a junior, he also had the determination to protect the territory.

"Immortal Sect game, it's not a joke, as long as you go to the front line, no one can guarantee your safety."

The old man is a person who has experienced it personally, and no matter how strong the Yaolu camp is, it still has to be broken under the bombardment of the mana of the high-level cultivators.

It is never easy to make a contribution, and it is common to fill in your life without giving back at all.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity."

The handsome young man insisted.

The two looked at each other, neither looked away, nor did they speak, and the hall calmed down suddenly.

"Back then, before Chen Chang died, he passed on to his predecessors in Shangqu, and said that the next term was my ......."

The old man's eyes were far away, and the moment he turned around, that touch of style was very familiar, and it was Zhou Yi, the third-generation successor of Chen Sheng's most optimistic in the past.

He grew up in the days of the medicine house, survived the era of Shangqu, and finally took over the power until today.

"Zhou Xian, you really want to start the camp plan and go to the front line, even if you know that it is dangerous, you will not regret it."

Zhou Yi turned his head, his eyes were complicated, and he explained the origin of the handsome young man.

This is the Zhou family, a person in Zhou Huang's lineage, who can call Chen Sheng "the ancestor".

With this relationship, he really doesn't want Zhou to show his young hero, go out on adventures, and Zhou Huang's old things are really shocking.

"I won't be ashamed of the pills, and I won't embarrass the ancestors."

Zhou Xian is very resolute, the glory of his vein has been silent for many years, or it has never really bloomed, and it is more stained with relics.

When it came to Zhou Huang's generation, it should have been what everyone expected, but unfortunately he died halfway, thanks to God, he had a little talent, so he was unwilling to be quiet.

"Alright, you can go."

Zhou Yi thought about it and no longer blocked it, maybe Zhou Xian would be like Elder Shangqu, deeply cultivating the camp, turning it into a foundation, and leading an era.

"Elder, take care."

finally got the promise, Zhou Xian was overjoyed, and ran to prepare in high spirits.

"I only wish I was right in this decision."

Behind him, Zhou Yi was silent, at this time, the border was dangerous, and he was in the limelight, which can be described as very dangerous.

However, he did not deny Zhou Xian's intelligence, and the emergence of the Yaolu camp could indeed stabilize the precarious situation.

This is something that has been verified back then, and the cooperation of alchemists and monks who are good at killing will burst out with terrifying power.

……

In the vast land, there was a ruin in the mountains, the appearance of a camp, and there were many traces of battle in the ruins, old, old, innumerable.

From the outside, you can't see the glory of this place, but in the memory of people's hearts, it has never faded.

"This is the place where the ancestor struggled, and I came."

Zhou Xian came to this place that had only appeared in the classics, and for the first time he stood here, even if he was facing a ruin, he still felt a kind of excitement and excitement in his heart.

It's like a holy place!

He will repeat what his ancestors had done, and build an impregnable fortress in the mountains to defend against foreign enemies.

"Lord Zhou Xian, Qingping Valley's attitude is unclear, we have to be careful."

Behind Zhou Xian, he was followed by a group of followers, all of whom were from the medicine house, including alchemy apprentices, people who planted spiritual grass, and monks who fought.

There is an experienced old man, secretly reminding that Qingping Valley was more than a hundred years ago, and the battle was out of the abyss, and the momentum was very difficult to suppress, although there was no sign of rebellion against the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, but the attitude was ambiguous, which made people suspicious.

"Qingping Valley? This vein, and the ancestor, but there is a friendship, the old man in the past has not gone, and he should not make a move on me. ”

Zhou Xian didn't do an investigation, knew the severity, and said: "And stationed here, if it's really wrong, we'll withdraw again." ”

Qingping Valley is now in charge, but it is amazing, he can already fall on the game of chess in the border land.

His vein has a great relationship with Qingping Valley, and at a critical juncture, for the sake of the ancestor, he can ask for a lot of assistance.

"Yes."

Now that Zhou Xian knew, the old man no longer spoke, but commanded everyone and began to build the camp here.

As expected, the leylines and earth's qi, and some fragmented spiritual machines, have not been destroyed.

This made the reconstruction of the camp very smooth, and within three or two days, an outline was already visible.

And then......

Some people set up formations, some people cultivate soil, some people improve buildings, and they are very busy.

About half a month later.

In the midst of these mountains, a tall and sturdy camp has been erected, which looks like a weapon of war, but inside it is full of life.

In the medicine garden, the spiritual soil that was first cultivated had already been sprinkled with seeds, broken buds, and a little bit of green clothing, which was particularly gratifying.

(End of chapter)