Three days passed quickly.

In front of the camp of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, there were countless people gathered, and none of them did not release their spiritual power fluctuations, so the people on Ling Xiao Peak only needed a little perception to be keenly aware that the spirit of these people was all in an extremely complete state, like a sharp sword, which could slash towards Ling Xiao Peak at any time.

Some of them had only reached the eighth order in cultivation, barely maintaining a normal life and cultivation under the protection of the camp's cold shelter formation, perhaps in the eyes of the elders of the immortal spirit body great family in Ling Xiao Peak, such a Heavenly Dao Alliance cultivator was not worth mentioning at all, but when the strength of hundreds of eighth-order cultivators gathered together, it was enough to make them tremble, and it was difficult for them to maintain their fighting spirit.

At the front of the team, many ninth-order cultivators from the Human Realm Demon Domain lined up in front, their momentum magnificent, as if they could swallow the sun and the moon.

They are all well-known big names in the demon domain of the human world, such as Guan Shanyue, the head of the Canglang Gate, the sect master of the Xuefeng Sword Sect, the two sword cultivators who have long been famous in the world, Cheng Ying, the famous leader of the six doors in the capital, Gu Xingfan, the head of the household department, and Jiang Rulong, the old powerhouse of the demon domain who returned not long ago, and Yuhong Peony...... The top powerhouses among these mortals all aimed their edges at the towering mountain in front of them.

Such a lineup of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is already the most powerful lineup that the human realm demon domain can move out, and it also has the ability to be superior to the grand occasion of the world's sword and demon slashing back then.

And at the front of the team, except for Yao Chong and Gao Yangsong, the two well-deserved leaders, all of them are real immortal-level powerhouses.

Hua Luoyu, Xun Hao, Su Yi, the three real behemoths, their eyes were all on the attic at the top of Lingxiao Peak.

For them, the Holy Pavilion is not as simple as an enemy.

Hanarakuku is the most casual of the three.

He has gone through longer years than everyone here, he has also traveled the world, seen the vicissitudes of life, the memory of the last time he came here is extremely far away, but at least that time the Holy Pavilion is not the existence of such a bastard as now.

Revisiting the old place, things are not people, it is not a strange thing to be wrong.

What he wants to do is just to set things right for this world, and at the same time protect the younger generations.

In contrast, Xun Hao's attitude towards the Holy Pavilion was much more solemn.

He came to the Holy Pavilion to practice his inner thoughts and prevent the Holy Pavilion from continuing to do anything in the entire world, but the bigger reason was that he wanted to see the Lingxiao Peak and the Holy Pavilion left behind by that person.

He had been watching it for a long time these days, even if he hadn't really set foot on the land of Lingxiao Peak, he almost knew every grass and tree in it.

It turned out that in his dreams, he had already seen the scenes here many times, but the Holy Pavilion and Ling Xiao Peak in those scenes were very different from the so-called Holy Land that was full of decay and evil from the inside out.

And the root of everything is in the Holy Pavilion Immortal Venerable named Dongfang Xin.

In the past few days, Dongfang Xin occasionally appeared in the Holy Pavilion, and he also felt the coercion from Dongfang Xin more than once.

The Burning Sky Wheel is like the warm sun in winter, easily dissolving the coercion of this immortal power, and Dongfang Xin gives him the feeling that it is just like the extremely cold winter.

He couldn't see through the depth in the cold, but he could clearly feel Dongfang Xin's hidden ambition and undisguised self-confidence. Even though the Burning Sky Wheel was warm in all directions, there was always a chill lingering in his heart.

Different from the Northern Darkness Cultivation used, the Northern Darkness Cold Qi that is extremely yin to cold, the chill on Dongfang Xin's body comes from himself, which is an absolute indifference to everything else in the world, as if he doesn't care about anything except his own thoughts.

People in this condition can generally be called madness.

So Xun Hao became more and more sure that he was not his opponent.

His cultivation realm may be very high, even higher than Hanarakuyu, but his combat experience is extremely lacking, if he does not have the Holy Fire Protector, and has the Burning Sky Wheel that is already concentric with him, I am afraid that any person can kill him under a sneak attack.

After all, he was a healer who hung a pot to help the world, not a cultivator who was skilled in combat.

But he will eventually have to run into the current Holy Pavilion.

For Xun Rizhao, for himself, and for the people he cares about.

Su Yi is the person who has the most complicated perception of Ling Xiaofeng among the three.

He grew up on Lingxiao Peak since he was a child, and naturally worshiped into the Holy Pavilion, and became Zhuge Linye's personal disciple under the envious gaze of a crowd......

In the first half of his life, there are many stories, these joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows, all happened on this peak covered with snow all year round.

He had a deep affection for both Ling Xiaofeng and the Holy Pavilion. doctor

But after the teacher and Long Yao played a game with the stars, the oil ran out, and the lamp dried up, and passed away with a smile, everything he was familiar with seemed to have changed.

And this change is more obvious after the return of Dongfang Xin.

After Zhuge Lin Ye died, he gave him and Ye Xinglu a dream, and bluntly said that the future of the Holy Pavilion was in the Northern Meditation Cultivation, at that time, he still felt that this matter was inexplicable, but Ye Xinglu was enthusiastic to use the identity of the person who entered the world to test that the temperament of the Northern Meditation Cultivation could be worthy of the master's good evaluation.

Soon, Sima Wuhua, who was generally teaching the disciples of the Holy Pavilion, was killed by him, and before his death, he handed over the ten thousand scrolls to him by secret means, and like Zhuge Linye, he bet the treasure on the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

And he didn't even have time to react, everything he was familiar with seemed to collapse quickly in a very short period of time - the law maintained by the teacher and Sima Immortal Master was almost gone, under Ling Xiao Peak, there were big families wantonly bullying and annexing small families, and on Ling Xiao Peak, there were countless people secretly doing things like flies and dogs, but in Dongfang Xin's words, everything in the Holy Pavilion was still fine. And the external policy of the Holy Pavilion was also completely detached from the original Xun Rizhao's plan, and began to blatantly invade the Human Realm Demon Domain, which the Holy Pavilion had been protecting openly and secretly.

He was obsessed with his teacher's instructions and wanted to change all this, but he suddenly found that although he had the name of the immortal master deliberately left by Sima Wuhua, he had already been completely hollowed out, even the disciples who taught the Holy Pavilion, those disciples were all yang and yin, and at the same time laughed at his situation openly and secretly.

In the final analysis, the Su family had already been wiped out in the Sword Demon Rebellion, and as an immortal master, he didn't have any family power.

After the two great immortal masters passed away one after another, the position of his successor immortal master was already just a castle in the air. He and Ye Xinglu, the two senior brothers and sisters, are actually rootless duckweed, and it is difficult to have any help except for themselves.

He still wanted to use his power to change everything in the Holy Pavilion, but he didn't want to completely stand on the opposite side of this Holy Pavilion where both the teacher and he had poured their feelings into.

So he failed, silently accepted the decision to exile in disguise, and then traveled through the mountains and rivers of the human realm and demon realms, thinking hard about how to restore the Holy Pavilion. And in this process, Ye Xinglu was also forced down from Ling Xiao Peak, the appearance of the black miasma of the demon domain being plagued by the so-called Holy Son of the Holy Pavilion, and the soulless people in the human world who lost consciousness forever because of the methods of the Holy Pavilion, he had seen it with his own eyes, and tried to give a certain helping hand in his own way, but no matter when and where, he never admitted his identity as an immortal master of the Holy Pavilion, let alone left his life, even if it was just a temporary pseudonym.

He had always endured it, because he never wanted to tear his face with the Temporary.

And when Suzaku made Yin Nanxuan openly stretch out his hand to Ye Xinglu, he couldn't bear it after all.

For the first time in his life, he went all out, and before he really exposed his cultivation to the Holy Pavilion, even all the ancestors who were dug up by Dongfang Xin from various ancestral lands could not take him down, but in the face of Dongfang Xin, he was still so powerless.

The power of the Spring of Heavenly Veins is too strong, and fighting with Dongfang Xin is like a person fighting against the power of the entire world, and the only one who can be so strong that he can subvert the entire continent with the power of one person is the sword demon of the year.

Ye Xinglu once reprimanded him for acting kindly, and he also admitted it with a wry smile.

At the beginning, in the prestige of Sima Wuhua Yuyin and Zhuge Linye in Ling Xiao Peak, he was completely able to wrestle his wrist with Dongfang Xin, at least if in a very short period of time, the two immortal masters died for unknown reasons, Ling Xiaofeng, who had not been completely controlled by Dongfang Xin, would definitely be panicked, with the last resort left to him by Sima Wuhua, the Holy Pavilion would fall into the state of destruction where the trees fell and scattered, and that would definitely not be the result that Dongfang Xin wanted at that time.

At that time, he didn't dare to use Sima Wuhua's plan to destroy everything, and he also had certain illusions about Dongfang Xin.

And so things eventually got to where they are today.

Su Yi looked at this familiar and unfamiliar place and took a deep breath.

Above the top of the clouds, the shadow of the Seven Star Altar gradually appeared, and his aura also climbed with it.

He has long abandoned those illusions, and he has not stuck to the past dereliction of duty, what he taught Yu Changbai is to cultivate his mind, if his own heart is not well cultivated, what else can he teach others?

Today is the time to make a break.

He was determined and prepared.

......

At the back of the Heavenly Dao Alliance array, a young man with a slightly immature appearance looked at the towering Ling Xiao Peak in front of him with a resolute expression.

His body was shaking, and it was extremely difficult to suppress.

Cultivators below the eighth order left the camp's magic circle, unable to resist the wind and snow of the Holy Pavilion at all, and he happened to be one of these people.

If it weren't for the fire talisman in his clothes, he might not even be able to make it to the camp.

He stood here stubbornly, like a lonely bamboo standing upright in the wind.

He is the source of ink.

The current owner of Momei Villa, Moyuan.