The clouds and mist are misty and misty, like a fairyland, on the Yinxuan Peak of Yulong Mountain, a column of disciples is methodically receiving the elixir task on the square of the main hall, and a row of sword lights in a neat queue flies up and disappears into the clouds. This sect ceremony is approaching, and the affairs within the sect are also busy, and there are even two major sects of the Xianling Sect and the Luo Yue Sect who want to come to watch the ceremony, but this spirit and spirit cannot be compared at all. So all the disciples in the sect recuperated and intensified their cultivation, so as not to be looked down upon by the two visiting sects.

Although they rely on each other to help each other, everyone knows about the open and secret battles between the three sects, after all, the fat is only such a big piece, although it is on the surface, but in private, the three major sects don't know how many times they have fought secretly. The two sects of Xianling and the Falling Moon joined forces and only barely suppressed Miaochengzong, but unfortunately the two were not very united, so there was a stalemate.

Xiao Motian stood on the high platform with a gloomy face, silently looking at the disciples who came and went below, with a worried face. A month ago, he took Na Ganping down the mountain to purchase, but this kid was nowhere to be found, and he had no choice but to return to the sect to resume his life. As a result, it provoked a stinking scolding from the boundless man, and he didn't tell the grievances in his stomach, and then when the first seat of the Wei Yufeng Mo came out, he even called himself away, and the powerful sword qi pressure still often appeared in his heart, and cold sweat was dripping. Only then did he know how important that kid was in the eyes of these two sect giants.

Fortunately, he was a disciple of the first line of this Yin Xuan Peak, and Mo Shouza only threatened himself and did not investigate it deeply, but recently, when the disciple of his first line received the pill, he received a lot of criticism. Thinking that the characters of the first seat of the Boundless Son would not secretly use such small means, it must be those low-level disciples of Mingyun Peak secretly venting their dissatisfaction, if it was usual, he would have found Mingyun Peak a long time ago and asked to understand. However, how can he have the face to go to Mingyun Peak to see the first seat of the boundless son, as long as this sullen breath is in his stomach, there is no place to vent the grievances in Xiao Motian's stomach, and the master of the middle level of Jindan was almost vomited blood, and the children can't help but complain a little about this Gan Ping, nothing to run around, and even he suffers.

Thank God, this little ancestor can be regarded as back, and a stone in Xiao Motian's heart has also fallen to the ground. Today, when I heard the news that Na Ganping had returned to the sect, I hurriedly came, but Na Ganping rushed into the Tungshan Hall and did not come out for a long time. Xiao Mofeng was a little hesitant, how should he face that Gan Ping, he should hold a grudge when he said it, but this Gan Ping's identity made him hate it, what kind of joke? Wouldn't he let himself be embarrassed by the disciple who might become the first of a peak in the future? Wouldn't that be a loss of heart? However, if he let go of the disobedient kid, he was a little unwilling in his heart. Speaking of which, it has not yet reached the sect ceremony, and this Gan Ping is still a disciple who has been trained by himself for the time being.

Just when Xiao Mo Tian was thinking about how to meet Gan Ping, as a Jindan mid-level master, he suddenly felt a burst of coercion coming from behind him, and that unforgettable heart-pounding feeling rose up, "Heavenly Tribulation!" Xiao Mo Tian pretended to look in the direction of the Tungshan Palace, and his expression changed greatly.

In the cave of the mountain behind the Yin Feng, an old man with his head and hair about to fall out was sitting cross-legged, with a mysterious aura exuding from his whole body, and the room was full of wind. Suddenly, the old man's eyes opened suddenly, and two sword lights that were condensed like substance flew out of his eyes, and the boulder in front of him that closed the cave immediately turned into dust and flew in the wind, and the old man had already turned into a streamer and disappeared, leaving only a lingering echo in this cave, "Troubled World Heavenly Demon Tribulation, hum!"

Xiao Motian's legs trembled slightly, and he looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked face. On the top of the towering Tungshan Temple, a purple-red cloud of a foot size appeared at some point. Although compared to the huge body of the Tonshan Palace, this small cloud was just a drop in the ocean, but the Seven Cultivators laughed at Motian and felt that this Tungshan Hall was faintly about to be crushed by the strange clouds. The disciples around him had already discovered this strange scene, and the coercion coming from mid-air made these low-level disciples couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and even Xiao Motian felt that his legs trembled, and it was difficult to concentrate his mind.

When everyone was panicking, their faces turned pale, thinking that the catastrophe was coming. A grand sword light rose up from the back mountain of the cold hidden Xuan Peak, and the sword light was magnificent, like a spear in the hand of the ancient gods, pointing straight to the sky. Then he counted the sword lights flying up, and all of them shone brightly, and Xiao Motian couldn't help but be overjoyed, "It's the Supreme Elders, it's the Supreme Elders who made a move, don't panic." With the rise of the powerful sword light, even the momentum emanating from the strange calamity cloud in mid-air was stagnant, and the disciples in the square who were suppressed by the calamity cloud and could not move suddenly felt light.

As the deacon of Yin Xuan Peak, how could Xiao Motian not know what kind of characters lived in the back mountain? Seeing these legendary characters make a move, he calmed down a little, and hurriedly shouted and commanded these disciples to retreat from here. Although he didn't know what appeared in the sky, he knew that this matter must be something that a minor monk like himself could not interfere with.

His eyes swept away, and the old man's face was slightly surprised that his hair was so thinning that he was about to fall out, "The Five Elements Splitting Void Demarcation Array?" No wonder such a major event has not received an angry summons, what is this Uncle Shouyin doing? Counting the sword light behind him, he immediately shouted when he heard the words, and turned into a streamer and flew away, leaving the old man under this strange cloud.

Regardless of the ban on flying at will on the Hidden Xuan Peak, Xiao Motian ordered all the disciples to take off their swords and escape from this terrifying battlefield. After flying more than 100 miles with all the disciples, the Seven Cultivators smiled at Motian and stabilized his body and looked at the Yinxuan Peak that towered into the sky in the distance, this distance should be quite safe. All the disciples stopped the sword light and looked back, and in an instant, thousands of sword lights shining with various colors floated in the air, like a colorful cloud shining on the hill below, the color of the mountain below changed, and it was extremely gorgeous.

However, the sword light emitted by these thousands of people was really much worse than the movement on Yin Xuan Peak. The Hidden Xuan Peak, which was hundreds of miles away, had been shrouded in hundreds of billions of purple-black thunder, and the thunder shining with terrifying brilliance was like a fence that would have blocked the water surrounding the Hidden Xuan Peak, and Xiao Motian looked at the Yin Xuan Peak that had turned into a thunder prison A cold air rose suddenly, if it weren't for the quick time he saw the opportunity, he led these disciples to escape...

While he was thinking, more than 10,000 sword lights flew in all directions in the Miaocheng Sect, but it was the disciples, elders, and deacons of the various peaks who were alarmed and came out to watch. Indeed, it was difficult to know such a big movement, and the first elders of each peak looked at the Yinxuan Peak shrouded by thunder in the distance with ugly faces, and their faces were full of horror. In addition to the first of the main peaks, the rest of the clans, the first of the small peaks gathered here, nervously watching, several of them were full of worries and losses on their faces were seen by Xiao Motian in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful in his heart, this group of wolf ambitions and rat-eyed guys.

Gan Ping is standing on the side of the main hall, holding the Great Sumeru Spiritual Light Cup in his hand, although he collected the green dark bone fire into this spiritual light cup, but this flame is really domineering, he has not fully grasped the power of this spiritual light cup, and he can only reluctantly suppress it now, but if he wants to integrate it into the body as before, it is impossible for the time being.

Holding this spiritual light lightly, Gan Ping looked at the strange scene in front of him with a nervous expression, and he collected the vicious flame, and the pressure of the Taishi Uncle Shouyin Zhenren was significantly reduced, and the small calamity clouds contained in the small forty-nine Sumeru spells were scattered with one palm, and the thunder flames in the sky disappeared without a trace. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect the scene to change suddenly, the treasure and light of the Lianshan I Ching actually emitted a monstrous demonic aura, and a demon shadow more than ten feet high quietly appeared.

Shouyin Zhenren was furious, he didn't expect this Heavenly Sect to be so ruthless, after the small forty-nine Sumeru technique, he added an extraterritorial heavenly talisman to this treasure book, it turned out that the little calamity just now was not sent to the treasure book, but the magic weapon to suppress this magic talisman. Now that the ban is gone, the Heavenly Demon sealed in this talisman immediately manifests and stands in front of everyone.