Plains, cities.

An endless military array surrounded a majestic city, wrapped in water.

In all directions, there are sword qi soaring into the sky, with the military formation as the foundation, forming a huge sword formation, making the people in the city like a caged trapped bird, not only ordinary armies cannot escape, even those cultivators who can fly in the air, there is no way to escape.

"After breaking the gate, immediately wave the army into the city, and wherever you pass, whoever does not immediately lay down your sword and surrender on the spot will be killed..."

Outside the city, among the besieging army, a middle-aged sword cultivator issued a cold order.

This order was conveyed layer by layer.

Then, this middle-aged sword cultivator suddenly opened his mouth, and from his mouth, there was a sword light, flying out, like a dragon, breaking through the air and roaring, crashing into the gate of the tall and majestic city.

Bang...

The city gate, which was sixty feet high and extremely strong, collapsed violently, and the walls on both sides of the city were violently toppled into large areas, and finally a gap was revealed, which could allow the army outside the city to calmly enter the city.

And the sword light that broke through the city with one blow immediately turned, and as the middle-aged sword cultivator suddenly jumped up, grabbed back the sword light, and roared away like a gale, just a few breaths, the city gate in the other direction a hundred miles away also had the same result, and collapsed with a bang.

Then there was the third, and then the fourth......

This majestic city, with a total of twelve gates in four directions, all collapsed and cracked one by one in just a moment's effort, revealing the way into the city.

And those who broke through the twelve gates all relied on one man and one sword.

This person is a sword soul powerhouse.

That sword is a Yuan sword.

The city was broken, the army waved its troops into the city, and then the short soldiers clashed, the army fought in formation, the sword repaired each other, the blood flowed, the heads of people rolled, the flames burned, and the sword qi rushed into the sky......

However, one side of the city did not hold out for long, and declared its surrender, from top to bottom, layer by layer, all of them put down their swords and surrendered on their knees, without much resistance.

Because, the other party has a strong sword soul...

This is overwhelming power.

But the side defending the city did not.

The defending side is the Hundred Swords Pavilion, and the besieging side is the Sichuan Sword Sect.

There are no sword soul powerhouses in the Hundred Swords Pavilion, in fact, the high-level figures of the Hundred Swords Pavilion have been wiped out, and there is no one left, and now, all the cities and people of the Hundred Swords Pavilion are all dragons without a leader, fighting for themselves, and they can't get any orders at all.

In the face of the counterattack of the Sichuan Sword Sect, they came back from the attack, and until the soldiers came to the city, they still didn't know what was going on.

Because, as far as they knew, the Hundred Swords Pavilion had already killed the Sword Sect and was about to destroy the Sword Sect.

Now, the Sichuan Sword Sect has suddenly come back?

What's going on?

The result, of course, is extremely simple, that is, surrender, give up the city, the population, the territory, the resources, all the ...... Then, they got the exact news that the Hundred Swords Pavilion had basically perished.

When all the cities fell, and the army of the Sichuan Sword Sect slaughtered the mountain range where it was based, the Hundred Sword Pavilion completely disappeared into the history of the Lancang Great Plain, becoming the past, becoming the dust of the years, and no longer existing.

This kind of situation is not only in one place, but constantly playing out in one city after another.

At the same time, in the southwest of the territory of the Hundred Swords Pavilion, another force suddenly appeared, smashed into its territory, and began to attack one city after another.

Although this army conquered the city, it was not as fast as the Sichuan Sword Sect, and its strength was far inferior to the Sichuan Sword Sect, but it was the same as winning successive battles and winning one city after another.

This is the army of the Ancient Sword Mansion...

Yan Wuji, Flame Sword Marquis, Zhao Renqi, Yu Changqing, these four sword soul powerhouses, personally led the army, facing the many cities of the Hundred Sword Pavilion where no sword soul powerhouse was in charge, naturally there was no reason why they could not conquer it.

It's just that the ancient sword mansion has limited manpower, and the army is not sufficient, so it doesn't dare to rush forward, and it doesn't have the experience of such a large-scale external attack and capture the territory of a powerful force like the Hundred Sword Pavilion, so compared with the counterattack of the Sichuan Sword Sect, the progress can be described as slow.

The Hundred Sword Pavilion, this powerful sect, was once the most cutting-edge under the four strongest forces, and even once challenged the Sichuan Sword Sect, and the forces that almost succeeded, were decomposed, fragmented, and went to extinction.

Rise and fall, but that's it.

......

......

Great lakes, islands, majestic mountains, temples.

Deep in the dense palace complex of the sanctuary is a palace.

This palace is not gorgeous, simple and qualityless, open on all sides, outside the huge columns, you can see the sky and the earth far and near, as far as the eye can see.

In the depths of the palace, on a throne, a middle-aged man sat coldly.

In front of him, there was a woman kneeling on the rocky ground, a young girl, with a beautiful appearance, cold and awe-inspiring, with her head bowed deeply.

"It's out. ”

I don't know how long it has been, but the middle-aged man on the throne spoke slowly, and his tone was low, and there was a special smell that made the young woman's whole body suddenly tense.

"Yes, Patriarch. The young woman immediately whispered.

The middle-aged male patriarch was silent for a moment before he said: "Yuzi, your talent is far ahead of many predecessors, and your future achievements may still be above me......

The young woman is the genius of the Lan Cang family, Lan Cang Yuzi.

The middle-aged man is the contemporary patriarch of the Lan Cang family, Lan Cang Yulong.

They are all from the Lancang family.

Lan Cangyuzi raised her head, her eyes were cold and resolute, but she quickly retracted it, and her face showed a bitter taste: "But, compared to that person, I ......"

The Lan Cangyu Dragon Patriarch interrupted her and said lightly, "It's not surprising that there are always strangers in the world. Our Lancang family, although it is stronger than this great plain, is just a small drop of water compared to the entire continent. There are countless geniuses in the world, although that Chen Lin is indeed amazing, he is not invincible in the world, nor is he the most talented person...... He will always fail, he will always be killed..."

Lan Cangyuzi said abruptly: "Yes, there are naturally people in the clan who can kill him." ”

Even though, according to the news of the Lan Cang family, Chen Lin has grown even more terrifying now, and it can be said that he has reached the pinnacle of this great plain.

However, the Lancang family is the Lancang family, and the Lancang family has a powerful existence after all, which can kill Chen Lin.

But it's definitely not her Lan Cangyuzi.

She was defeated at the hands of Chen Lin and failed miserably, but unfortunately, it was impossible to catch up with Chen Lin and take revenge.

"Go, your bloodline, you haven't fully awakened yet, go to Yurong Pool. Lan Cangyulong said in a deep voice.

"Yes. ”

Lan Cangyuzi retreated.

A moment later, behind the throne of the Lan Cangyu Dragon, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Patriarch." ”

"How?" Lan Cangyulong asked.

The white-haired old man's voice was calm, and he began to report: "Patriarch, the Hundred Swords Pavilion has been destroyed. ”

"So fast?"

Lan Cangyulong was a little surprised.

"The old nest of the Hundred Swords Pavilion was directly wiped out. The white-haired old man said.

"It was, and it should be. Lan Cangyulong couldn't help but nod.

"It's Lotte Gu and that Chen Lin, who shot together. And also...... Yuan Daozong also went. ”

"Yuan Dao Sect?" Lan Cangyulong couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, "This person is wild, he is still in the Hundred Swords Pavilion, above the Zhu Yi Blood Sword, but unfortunately, he never calculated it, Lotte Gu returned, killed the Zhu Yi Blood Sword, his plan with the Shangyuan Pavilion was completely frustrated, and he gave the Hundred Swords Pavilion such a great assistance in vain, and now, it is natural to go to get a piece of the pie and recover the loss." ”

After a slight pause, Lan Cangyulong suddenly said: "However, with Lotte Gu, can the Yuan Dao Sect escape the benefits? If you can survive, I'm afraid it's not bad......"

"He's dead. ”

The white-haired old man said softly.

"Dead..."

Lan Cangyulong's identity couldn't help but be shocked, because it was the first person in Shangyuan Pavilion, the Great Elder, and he actually ...... And so he died?...

"Lotte Ancient ......," Lan Cangyulong said angrily, "is so powerful that Cheng dù, sure enough, he is worthy of being a character who has returned from the ruins." ”

"Nope. The white-haired old man shook his head, "The person who killed the Yuan Dao Sect is Chen Lin. At least, the news that circulated was so, and in the battle at that time, there were also a large number of people from the Hundred Swords Pavilion who saw it, although those people didn't see the real and specific battle, but someone had heard that Chen Lin communicated with Lotte Gu and said it himself, he killed Yuan Daozong. ”

......

Lan Cangyulong couldn't help but be silent.

After a long time, he said indifferently: "It's okay, this son will die sooner or later... Lan Xiao Yuan Palace, as well as those two fragments, in his hands, will eventually return to the hands of my Lan Cang family, and the entire Great Plains will eventually belong to the Lan Cang family...... How's the other thing going?"

The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, and after a while, he replied with difficulty: "Patriarch, after we searched all over Lancang Island, we searched almost every corner, but we didn't find a trace of that person. ”

"There is no trace?" Lan Cangyu Dragon Fox wondered, "This is impossible. ”

"Patriarch, perhaps, that's just a rumor that Chen Lin's little brute deliberately babbled nonsense and created?"

"No, it's impossible..."Lan Cangyulong said categorically, "That person's name is taboo, in the entire family, there are not many people who know it, Chen Lin is just a character from a small corner, although he is a genius, but how can he know the big secret of my Lan Cang family? There is only one possibility, and that is ...... He did see the man... In other words, the man is still alive......"

"Still alive?" the white-haired old man shuddered suddenly, "Patriarch, a thousand years... That's a thousand years......"

"Millennium?" Lan Cangyulong sneered, "For the existence of that realm, a thousand years? As long as you are willing, why can't you survive for a thousand years? As long as you can break that shackle and enter the spiritual realm, your longevity will be greatly improved, increasing several times, from hundreds of years to more than a thousand years in one fell swoop..."

The white-haired old man of the "Millennium ......" was taken aback, obviously, although he was an important figure in the Lancang family, he did not know the secrets of the spiritual realm, because even if it was the Lancang family, it was already a strong person in the spiritual realm for thousands of years.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man thought of something, and asked suspiciously: "Patriarch, our Lancang family, as well as other parties, is not without spiritual realm powerhouses in history, why have we never heard of people who have survived for thousands of years?"

This time, Lan Cangyulong was silent again, for a longer time, before he stood up, looked out of the palace with deep eyes, straight to the east, and after a long time, he said coldly: "The strong people in the spiritual realm have a thousand-year lifespan, but not all of them can survive for a thousand years, and they may fall halfway and be killed...... It is also possible to die under the power of heaven and earth...... It is more likely that there are some forces that will never want a real strong person to appear on this great plain, a thousand-year-old strong person......"

In this regard, he seemed to have no intention of saying more, and then said coldly: "Keep looking, look secretly, you must find traces... Also, the plan that has been prepared for a long time can be put into operation.

This great plain is the place of survival created by the ancestors of my Lancang family, from the battlefield where the kings fell, and now, I have finally arrived at the moment when my Lancang family restores the glory of the ancestors, grasps the Qiē that originally belonged to the Lancang family, walks out of this barrenness, and seeks the vast world......

Thousands of years of planning, right now..."

"Yes......" The white-haired old man raised his head, his eyes flickered, showing a stirring emotion, "Patriarch..."

"Yuan Daozong is dead, then go to see Yuan Daozi, if he doesn't agree...... Let Akiyama Izuha do it..."

"Yes, Patriarch..."

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