The sword light spread, and the radius of twenty miles turned into ruins, and the original mountains were verdant and green, turning into deep ravines, full of devastation, and not even a single fragment was left. Only the Yulong Mountain of Miaochengzong in the center was shrouded by a layer of glowing formations, which was the last thing Mo Yifeng did before he died, opening all the formations of Miaochengzong, allowing it to automatically absorb the power of the underground spiritual veins, and it was precisely because of this that Miaochengzong was not destroyed in this storm of sword qi.

This sword is enough to kill nearly 300,000 monks! This is something that even the Changmei Patriarch couldn't have imagined, who would have thought that the Miao Chengzong at the end of this powerful crossbow actually burst out with such a strong resistance force at the last moment, and blocked this sword alive, which was even more of a disaster, so that the countless monks surrounding the mountain tasted the bitter fruits brought by this sword?

Although most of the people besieging under this Yulong Mountain were cannon fodder, there were also many elite disciples of the two families who supervised the battle, but under this sword, all of them turned into powder, which can be described as heavy damage. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look into the distance, the place where the sword light was hidden was the car of the Changmei Patriarch, the dignified Taiyi True Immortal, couldn't even control his own sword light?

At this time, the patriarch of Changmei couldn't say that he was bitter, and the kid of Miao Chengzong blocked his sword light, and he was not unaware of it, but the person in front of him made it difficult for him to continue to control the sword light attack, otherwise, with the resistance of everyone in Miao Chengzong, how could this sword be blocked?

Gan Ping's heart was full of self-blame and guilt, if he could have appeared one step earlier, he might be able to block the sword of this Taiyi True Immortal, but it was only a fraction of a centimeter, but it was an eternal separation between heaven and man. The innate Tushi Silence True Flame in the dantian was burning violently, and the flames were tilting towards Yulong Mountain, and Gan Ping could clearly perceive the raging and galloping Nanming Lihuo on Yulong Mountain.

As a recovered spiritual fire, there will be no uncontrollable situation at all, and this flame is rising at this moment, which can only mean one thing, his master Mo Yifeng has ascended to heaven. Cultivation has reached this realm, you don't need to make a move, you know what the means are, although Gan Ping looks very young, but the long-eyebrow patriarch does not look down on him because of this, the young man in front of him is like a flame at this time, and if he is not careful, he will be burned to pieces.

"This little friend..." If there is a person in the immortal realm here, he will definitely fall through his eyes, how could the long-eyebrow patriarch, who has always been called the ancestor of Wang Dao, have such a posture, and actually talk to people carefully? If he is kind to a certain disciple on weekdays, it is enough to boast for a long time. It's a pity that Gan Ping is not his disciple, let alone a small person in the fairy world, but a top tall and thin person at the same level as him, this long-eyebrow patriarch wants to talk, but Gan Ping doesn't want to delay for a moment.

The fall of Mo Yifeng has made Gan Ping's murderous intent monstrous, at this time, Huo'er's huge figure has appeared from behind, incarnated into the Huo'er behind the heaven and earth, the height is a thousand zhang up and down, every step is enough to take a mile, such a short distance is just an instant for him, looking up to the sky with a howl, the entire huge beast body will be submerged into Gan Ping's body.

The corners of the eyes of the long-eyebrow patriarch jumped, a high-level monk of Taiyi True Immortal, plus a spirit beast of the same Taiyi realm possessed and blessed, what kind of concept is this, he naturally knows that this is not as simple as one plus one, especially the spirit beast god horse is abnormal, faintly as if it is the legendary Hercules ape clan who has never been born, and in a moment of surprise, a blood-red sword light swept in.

That terrifying power made the Patriarch of Changmei understand, he was not dazzled, and that fierce spirit beast was a Hercules ape that was famous for its strength in the heavens. Gan Ping advanced to Taiyi True Immortal, at this moment, Da Luo Jin's body has been completed, and his physical strength is extremely strong, it is simply unreasonable, he is simply a humanoid Hercules ape, plus Huo'er, who is also Taiyi True Immortal, at this moment, the terrifying degree of physical power can really blast open the barriers of the two realms with one punch.

With such a power, it is impossible to ignore the voidness of the formation at all, and it is impossible to stop it by breaking ten thousand laws with one force. It is enough to burst out with the strength of several times the peak of the ordinary Taiyi True Immortal, coupled with the Endless Sea Divine Power cultivated by Gan Ping, this sword swept out, and it was really easy to sweep away the thousands of army gods!

The strength is extremely strong, the mana is extremely strong, and the artifact in the palm is also extremely strong, this knife is swinged, even if it is cultivated as a swordsmanship such as the ancestor of the long eyebrows, he does not dare to directly attack its edge, and hurriedly retreats. However, this concession can lead to big things.

The place where the Changmei Patriarch is located, the place where the two core masters are official, the stars are holding the moon, but at this moment, the moon has disappeared, and the stars in the sky are terrible under this sword light. Who can block Gan Ping's full force at this moment? Even if there is, it will not appear in the human world, at this moment!

So the sword light collapsed, and blood spilled into the starry sky! With this knife alone, it swept the spot, and countless monks were wiped out under this knife, and all the ants were under Taiyi! Everyone finally understood the meaning of this sentence. Even if the last siege of Yulong Mountain was defeated, the Hidden World Clan did not have such a loss as today, first the most outstanding last disciple Feng Moling was killed in battle, and then he was accidentally injured by this Changmei Patriarch Oolong Sword Technique, you must know that most of the people who stood on the front line to supervise the battle were the disciples of the Hidden World Clan, after all, although the Iron Gate Sect had Taiyi True Immortal in charge, but the recognition was still rare, and this thing that appeared was naturally done by the Hidden World Clan.

However, these are nothing, and they have not been able to hurt their vitality, but Gan Ping's sudden sneak attack immediately caused two casualties. Under this terrible sword, only a few people escaped, and one of them was Huo Zhengyang, who presided over the battle in Yulong Mountain, the patriarch of the current hermit clan.

If it weren't for the ancient East Dead Bell Protector, if it weren't for the countless high-level monks in front of him desperately resisting, this knife would not even be able to resist the East Dead Bell, and the elites of their own clan would all be lost here. staring blankly at the dead cracks that appeared on this high-grade artifact, there was an empty space in front of him, everyone turned into nothingness, and Huo Zhengyang couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Little thief, you deceive me too much!" Before the words fell, he looked up to the sky and fell, after all, cultivation is simply the difference between heaven and earth compared to Gan Ping, although he escaped from ascending to heaven, but he was hit hard, coupled with the anger and swordsmanship, this dignified Xuan Immortal was tall and thin, and he actually fainted for a while.

The hermit clan is over! It is not the same as the last siege of Yulong Mountain, this time because of the Changmei Patriarch at the peak of the Taiyi True Immortal, the hermit clan who reached an alliance with it can be said to have no fear, and this time the scattered cultivation is several times more than the last time, in order to complete its work in one battle, the elite of the hermit clan can be said to have poured out, all gathered here, thinking that there is this Changmei Patriarch as a support, there is no fear of any threat at all.

No one expected that this long-eyebrow patriarch was so unreliable, and no one expected that this kid who was rescued by the two sects of Miaocheng Tongtian in the end, who was making a lot of trouble in the hidden world, would actually grow to such a point. What is particularly terrifying is that this kind of cultivation has not ascended to the heavenly realm to rank in the immortal class, that is to say, the many restrictions of the immortal world on Taiyi True Immortal are not effective at all!

Everyone regretted it, regretting why they didn't fight with the two sects to kill this kid before, why they came to the foot of this Yulong Mountain to join in the fun, and why they had to fall out with Miao Chengzong before. It's a pity that all this is just a delusion, and the matter has come to this point, both sides are stupid and can't be good, and only with each other's blood can the anger in the chest be calmed.

A sword failed to succeed, the clouds and mist above Gan Ping's head rolled, the sun melted gold furnace roared out, and countless sword lights rushed all over the sky, and in an instant, a sword array was laid down, firmly blocking this space. Gan Ping also knew that with his own sword array, it was impossible to trap the Changmei Patriarch, but as long as he could delay his footsteps a little, he would have a thousand means to deal with this old man.

Since being promoted to the realm of Taiyi, the patriarch of Changmei has not fought with anyone for more than ten thousand years, and he thinks that with his identity cultivation, under Taiyi, only a sword light flew over, and it was solved. And who is also a master of the Taiyi realm, who wants to provoke such an old monster with amazing combat power?

I didn't expect the boat to capsize in the gutter, and the Changmei Patriarch didn't expect that he was just a flash, and he actually caused such a big loss, not only the core master of the hidden clan, but also the disciples of his Iron Gate Sect were also below!

With a loud roar, the two eyebrows of the long-eyebrow patriarch drooped to his cheeks automatically without wind, and he stood up high, and the whole person was like a sheathed long sword, and he took a step forward, this son, damn it!

"Night with a knife to obey the order! Kill all the monks within three thousand miles of Yulong Mountain, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!" At the sound of an order, the night knife that was originally about to gallop to Gan Ping's aid turned around with a large group of men and horses, and killed the many scattered cultivators who fled in panic. At this moment, the fool also knows that this plan to besiege the mountain has failed, so when will he not escape at this time?

"Hold steady! Hold it down for me! That Yulong Mountain has been broken by the ancestor's sword, all the initiates need to add a little more strength..." A remnant of the Hidden Clan elder shouted loudly, but who would listen to him at this moment? Fly separately when the catastrophe comes! His words not only failed to stabilize the morale of the army, but instead attracted the attention of the Night Belt Knife and his party, like a fresh breeze, this Hidden Clan elder who was crying out freely to resist immediately turned into a ball of flesh.

At this moment, as if echoing with the night belt knife, countless sword lights flew up on Yulong Mountain, and a column of black-armored monks swept out, and the demon guards who had just officially appeared were under the command of the angry real person, like the scythe of death, wantonly harvesting life.

All the Miaocheng Sect guests got a jade plaque to distinguish between friend and foe, and they all killed one after another. It was not the monks who fled in front of them, not the enemy, but pieces of delicious cakes.