"Hmph, it's a joke. ”

"This Changfeng world, which has been sealed by the Almighty for tens of thousands of years, has long been a borderless land. The Nine Yuan Sect Master sneered: "What about invasion? In this Changfeng World, I, Dongxuanzong, will never give up!"

When Yun Hong heard this, he clenched the sword in his hand, and the killing intent in his eyes increased

"That's it, Sect Master of the Nine Yuan, I won't compete with you for the benefit of words. Ying Yiyu shook his head and said: "Today, your Dongxuanzong must withdraw from the army, and if you don't agree, you have to agree!"

"Oh?"

A chill flashed in the eyes of the Nine Yuan Sect Master: "Is it possible that your Luoxiao Hall has recovered its vitality and is ready to start a war with my Eastern Xuanzong again." ”

Although Qi Feng True Monarch's strength is strong, he is the only one in the Luoxiao Palace, and the Nine Yuan Sect Master and the Nine Nights Sect Master are enough to compete.

In terms of overall strength, even if the five immortal cultivation legions were destroyed, Dongxuanzong would completely surpass the Falling Sky Palace.

Among the many top immortal sects in the Northern Abyss Immortal Kingdom, Dongxuanzong is definitely in the top ten!

And the Temple of the Falling?

If there is no Qi Feng, I am afraid that I will not even be able to keep the name of the top immortal gate!

"Wang Xiao, take it out!" Ying Yiyu shook her head slightly and said no more.

"Yes, Lord of the Temple. Wang Xiao nodded.

As soon as he flipped his palm, a golden scroll appeared in his palm, and the scroll faintly exuded a vast and ancient aura.

"This is?" Yun Hong's eyes flashed with surprise.

The aura emitted by the golden scroll was somewhat similar to the aura he sensed from the twelve divine pillars in the Temple of the Burial Dragon Realm.

Suddenly.

Yun Hong found that Qi Feng Zhenjun and Ying Yiyu's Divine Thoughts Phantom actually turned slightly and bowed slightly towards the golden scroll, as if to show respect.

The two big men at the top of the Falling Sky Hall saluted towards a scroll?

"Golden scroll, what is this?" The Nine Yuan Sect Master and the Nine Nights Patriarch were startled at first, and then showed a look of disbelief.

"The purpose of the Beiyuan Country is this, and you still don't salute?" Wang Xiao held the golden scroll in his hand, and an invisible aura blessed his body, making him become divine and ethereal, and scolded everyone in the Eastern Xuanzong!

The lord of the Northern Abyss?

Yun Hong was shocked.

In the Great Thousand Realms, the one who can be revered as the 'Lord of a Nation' is undoubtedly the true immortal god who has survived the Heavenly Tribulation and has a long and almost endless lifespan!

As far as Yunhong knows.

The Lord of the Northern Abyss, that is, the Immortal of the Northern Abyss, is the true ruler of the vast Northern Abyss Immortal Kingdom!

Maybe millions of years ago!

Maybe it was thousands of years ago!

The Northern Abyss Immortal Kingdom has stood on this land.

Over the years, this vast land has emerged one after another, giving birth to countless heroes and heroes, the rise and fall of the immortal gate one after another, one after another, thousands of generations of immortal cultivators have embarked on the long road of cultivating immortals, to chase the ethereal 'opportunity to become an immortal'!

But, for millions of years.

The vicissitudes of life, countless historical records have buried the changes of the years,

The Beiyuan Immortal Kingdom is like an eternity, and the Beiyuan Immortal has been suppressing this land for a long time, watching the rise and fall of the years, and it is the eternal 'immortal' in the hearts of countless ordinary people in the territory!

The Sixth Realm Cultivator is only one step away from becoming a true immortal god.

But this step is the moat!

The longevity of immortal cultivators is only nine thousand years.

And for the immortals and gods, closing their eyes for thousands of years is a snap of a finger for ten thousand years.

Therefore, within the Immortal Kingdom, not to mention ordinary immortal cultivators, even if they are Sixth Realm cultivators, many people have never seen the Northern Abyss Immortals in their lives!

Today.

For millions of years, the ruler of the Northern Abyss Immortal Kingdom has actually given a decree?

Yun Hong was a little unconvinced.

The Nine Yuan Sect Masters and Nine Night Elders of the Eastern Xuanzong couldn't believe it.

But seeing the posture of Ying Yiyu and Qi Feng Zhenjun, and seeing Wang Xiao's expression, everyone in the Eastern Xuanzong Sect, including the Nine Yuan Sect Master, chose to bow down.

"Please Lord the Decree!" Wang Xiao bent down and raised his hand, extremely respectful, and then the golden scroll flew up and opened it directly.

In an instant—

A low and majestic voice of divine thought echoed in the minds of everyone in the starry sky: "Changfeng World, I have protected for thousands of years, in order to repay the kindness of the 'White Monarch', all parties in the Immortal Kingdom are not native beings, and they cannot be allowed to enter the North Abyss without permission for a thousand years-Beiyuan!"

The voice was loud, indifferent and ruthless, echoing in the minds of everyone in the starry sky, from the Nine Yuan Sect Master and others to the Heavenly Realm, down to Yun Hong, Wang Xiao, Haolong and other Purple Mansion Cave Heavenly Cultivators, they all felt their hearts tremble.

"This is an immortal, a real immortal!" Yun Hong's heart was shocked inexplicably, and with a few words, it was as if he was facing the oppression of the whole world.

Wow~

The golden scroll closed, and the sound of divine thought dissipated, falling back into Wang Xiao's palm, and he turned his palm to take back the decree.

The people who were originally respectfully saluting slowly got up, but the expressions on their faces were completely different.

Yun Hong's face was full of excitement.

He firmly remembered that sentence: "All parties in the Immortal Kingdom are not in the realm of life, and they cannot be stepped into without permission for a thousand years!"

This sentence is better than a thousand Purple Mansion cultivators!

Because--this is a personal promise made by an immortal who survived the Heavenly Tribulation!

And this immortal is the supreme ruler of the Northern Abyss Immortal Kingdom.

On the other hand, the Nine Yuan Sect Master, Nine Night Patriarch, Chen Lin Patriarch and others of the Eastern Xuanzong Sect all had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

How can it be!

High above, how could the Northern Abyss Immortals, who have been mighty in the vast land for millions of years, personally issue a decree for the sake of a small thousand realms!

But.

The breath of the law, the voice of the divine soul that echoed in their minds, had already said everything.

It's all true!

"Repay the kindness of the White Monarch?" the elder of the Nine Nights with long eyebrows and black robe muttered to himself: "The white monarch in the mouth of the lord of the country, could it be the white monarch of the Luoxiao Palace more than 50,000 years ago?"

"Bai Jun?" Fang Qing and Haolong both had a trace of confusion in their eyes.

The years have changed, tens of thousands of years, and several immortal cultivation eras have passed (one era is nine thousand years), which is enough to erase most of the traces of a powerful immortal cultivator.

"The last World Realm cultivator born in the Falling Sky Palace?" said the Nine Yuan Sect Master in a deep voice: "Legend has it that he fought with the immortals and escaped smoothly!"