Above the ruins, the wind and clouds are surging, the thunder is dominant, and the six great sects are reunited!

The ruins of the West Hades Palace are located in the center of Qinghong, close to the ruins.

The closest sect to it is the Xuanming Palace, followed by the Illusory Dream Xuan, and then the Imperial Sword Gate and the Martial Saint Sect.

The Spirit Beast Pavilion and the Zixiao Sect were the farthest away.

The first person to arrive at the ruins was the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

There seem to be birds patrolling in all directions, and chaotic beasts roaring, looking like they are in a state of great aggression.

Suddenly, a fierce sword qi rushed towards the position of the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

An almost neighing eagle's cry permeated all directions, but I saw its golden beak and a mouthful of flames erupted.

The flying sword suddenly expanded, and in the cold eyes of the golden eagle, it instantly extinguished the flames and came straight towards the eagle's wings.

Above the golden eagle, a large hand hung in the air.

The sword slammed into the palm of the big hand, clattering, and the fire was shining.

A painful snort sounded, and then the Qi machine instantly enveloped a radius of a hundred miles.

"Edgeworth, you deceive people too much!"

Under the trembling of nearly ten Zhuji Beings in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, a cold snort came belatedly from the east.

"I let you run away last time, but today may make me have fun!"

Wang Mian was furious, and just as the two powerful planes were about to collide, there was a burst of laughter from the southeast.

"Wang Daoyou wants to test his sword with Liu Daoyou, how can Ouyang miss such a good show?"

Wang Mian's gloomy face turned black in an instant, as if he was angry.

A faint voice sounded, "Okay."

The person behind him was dressed in a black robe and covered his whole body, and there seemed to be a green snake around his arms, and the snake's eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, and his head was grandiose.

Wang Mian glanced at the roaring Imperial Sword Gate, and after snorting unwillingly, he slowly retreated behind the man.

At this time, a ten-zhang long sword fell due east, and more than 20 foundation-building swords on it were arranged in all directions, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

The person at the head seemed to be strange, and laughed loudly, "I don't want to be the Lord of the Yuan Pavilion in person, Liu has missed the distance, I hope to forgive me!"

A young figure behind him saluted, "He Jun has seen the Yuan Pavilion Master!"

The figure of the Xuan robe bowed slightly, "He Daoyou's heavenly wealth, he reached the highest realm at a young age, congratulations!"

"Today coincides with the meeting, Yuan will give He Daoyou a ride!"

As soon as the words fell, his wide-sleeved robe shook violently, and under Liu Xiaoyin's solemn face, a huge aura burst out.

He Jun's face was calm and he took a step forward.

A silver-white three-foot green blade swept out, and he stepped forward.

With a bang, there seemed to be three thousand sword qi out of the sheath, and Huo Ran slashed downward.

In an instant, a deafening collision sound reverberated in all directions.

Liu Xiaoyin's face changed greatly, and he swung his sword forward and fell, as if there was a sword curtain blocking the remnants of the waves from ten zhang away.

With a pop, He Jun spit out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered, and his face turned pale.

Liu Xiaoyin snorted a few times and took a few steps back.

When the dust settled, there was silence in all directions, and the eyes that looked at the figure of the robe were full of horror.

He Jun wiped his mouth and smiled, "The name of the Lord of the Yuan Pavilion is well deserved, He admires it, if he has time in the future, he will definitely visit the Spirit Beast Pavilion again." ”

The Imperial Sword Gate has long regarded the Spirit Beast Pavilion as a testing ground, in the past, he was invited to challenge as the true inheritance of the foundation building, but now that he has advanced to the upper realm of Jindan, the slightest movement in the future will naturally be a big move.

Yuan Weizhi smiled, how could the new Jin Dan enter his eyes.

He set his gaze on an indifferent gray-robed monk.

He turned a blind eye to the battle before him and showed little interest.

The last Dao Conference won the chief of the Imperial Sword Sect, which allowed the three major golden pills to enter the ruins of the Western Netherworld.

The man's gaze came, and after making eye contact with Yuan Weizhi, he gently moved away.

Yuan Weizhi's pupils shrank, and he muttered to himself, "It turned out to be this one."

At this time, a luan drove from the southwest, and the grand noise made the people on the field couldn't help but be frightened.

If it can be explained that the presence of the Spirit Beast Pavilion Lord can also be interpreted as suppressing the arrogance of the Imperial Sword Sect, then the arrival of this Palace Master of the Xuanyuan Palace who left the palace again is solemn.

With this unprofitable temperament, it must be a great gain to explore the ruins of the Western Underworld Sect this time!

Someone's pupils shrank again, but he saw two figures standing side by side in Luan's driver.

The two palace masters of the Xuanyuan Palace have come together!

Yuan Weizhi smiled from afar, "I didn't expect it to be a virtuous couple, and Yuan was polite." ”

A gentle laugh came from a down-to-earth and generous voice, "The Yuan Pavilion Lord is majestic, and the little sister really admires it." ”

There was a coughing sound from within Luanjia, and the faces of the people in all directions were strange.

It is rumored that this Deputy Palace Master Xu has been ambiguous with the Spirit Beast Pavilion, could it be that the two of them really have an adulterous relationship?

Or is it really as rumored that this Tang Palace Lord has been in a state of absence for many years, watching the two commit adultery under their noses?

The crowd was in a reverie and curious.

Suddenly, a giggling voice came, "Sister Xu has the world in her heart, and the little sister is frightened, I don't know if she has the intention of entering my dream Xuan?"

But I saw a group of warblers and warblers coming with light steps due west.

The flowers are red and willow green, tall, short, fat and thin, competing for beauty.

Within Luan's drive, the deputy palace master of the Xuanying Palace, whose name was Xu Lingwei, smiled lightly, "Little Sister Murong has countless royal men, how can it be compared to Ling Wei? ”

Illusory Dream Xuan Murong Xuan covered his lips and smiled, as if he didn't care.

Only in Youxin's eyes, a trace of annoyance quietly slipped in Murong Xuan's eyes.

Between these two, there is a play!

The six major sects have reached five, and there is only one left.

Ten people from the five factions looked at the north together, their eyes slightly condensed.

Suddenly, a ten-zhang flying boat roared in.

The two qi engines on it rushed into the sky, occupying the entire northern blue sky.

The popularity of the leader is high-spirited, heroic and awe-inspiring, and he stands proudly at the head of the boat.

Cao Qiji, who was half a step behind him, had a flash in his body and slowly retracted it.

Spirit Beast Pavilion Yuan Weizhi squinted slightly, suddenly stepped forward, and punched out!

Sima Yuan, the head of the boat, raised his head and looked coldly, and his sleeve robe was shocking.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a silver incandescent light hedged violently.

There was a loud bang that shook the sky, and the people of the six factions changed color in unison.

Yuan Weizhi's eyes were slightly cold, "Just the new Jin Dan dares to explore the Western Immortal Sect, and I don't know whether I am alive or dead!"

Sima Yuanlang laughed loudly, and his figure jumped high, "Come and don't be rude, the master of the Yuan Pavilion greets each other twice, Sima has nothing to repay, but to send a sword!"

Everyone only heard a sword trembling sound resounding in all directions, and nine spiritual machines quickly converged, and thousands of sword qi were suspended in the air.

Sima Yuan shouted, "Go!"

In an instant, thousands of sword qi roared away, and the breathing effort reached in front of Yuan Wei's body.

Sima Yuan's eyebrows were raised, and he said sharply, "Fall!"

The rumbling sound spread for hundreds of miles, causing a commotion in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, which remained calm for a long time.

When the wind and smoke were exhausted, a disordered figure fell into everyone's eyes, Qi Qi's pupils shrank, and his breath was suffocated.

But I saw that Yuan Weizhi's hair bun was a little messy, and the robe on his body was torn and broken, and he was extremely embarrassed.

He shook lightly with an expressionless face, and his tattered robe disappeared, and a majestic wide-sleeved robe fell, covering his whole body.

His long arm shook, and a green snake suddenly became bigger, turning into a hundred-zhang giant snake, and its mouth spurted blood and opened suddenly, and the scarlet blood eyes were terrifying.

A strong momentum comparable to the middle stage of Jindan burst out, and the hideous snake leader stood up, ready to attack.

It's like a sky-swallowing python that is about to enter the dragon gate!

Yuan Wei's step fell, and he went to the head of the python.

He pointed forward slightly, and the green python roared and jumped, and it came in an instant.

Sima Yuan held the void in his hand, and a three-foot green red sword body slowly condensed, and a sharp sword qi shot out for hundreds of miles, and the aura soared into the sky.

He smiled coldly, and the vast Dan Yuan poured in, and the sword body trembled and vibrated even more, and the sound was endless.

When the green python swept ten zhang in front of him, Sima Yuan's sword qi was almost at its peak, making the Quartet Jindan's eyelids jump.

Looking at the aura of the unity of the human sword, it is already comparable to the existence of the late Jindan period!

I saw the green python in front of him roaring and biting down, and Yuan Weizhi smashed it down with his fist.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan shouted, "Cut !!"

The phantom of the sword body turned into a hundred zhang, and the mighty sword qi filled the entire heaven and earth, rolling and scattering.

A terrible scream shook everyone's hearts, and two muffled snorts reached their ears.

saw that the green python had been cut in half, the brocade robe in front of Yuan Weizhi was broken, and the fist mark on Sima Yuan's chest was eye-catching.

The two of them retreated dozens of feet.

The aftermath rippled like ripples for miles.

Sima Yuan's expression was strange, Yuan Weizhi's face was embarrassed, and the two were about to fight again, when a voice sounded in their ears.

"Two, big things matter!"

Yuan Weizhi's majestic face was calm, Sima Yuan smiled lightly, flicked his robe, and moved forward indifferently with Cao Qiji.

When he came to the six factions, Sima Yuan looked around at everyone.

His eyes first fell on He Jun of the Imperial Sword Gate, although his face was pale, his momentum was sufficient, as if he wanted to fight again.

Seeing the other party looking, Sima Yuan bowed his hand.

Immediately, his gaze quietly lingered on the gray-clothed figure for a short time, and finally landed on Liu Xiaoyin.

The other party greeted with a smile, and Sima Yuan hugged his fists and saluted.

Then, when he looked at Ouyang Xuanting of the Martial Saint Sect, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Senior Ouyang, don't come unharmed." ”

Ouyang Xuanting's expression moved, and after pondering for a moment, there seemed to be a look of surprise in his eyes, "Dragon Horse Village?"

Sima Yuan nodded lightly, and Ouyang Xuanting blurted out, "Xiaoyou is really good."

Then he turned his gaze to the familiar figure behind him, who was wincing at him, and Sima Yuan pretended to ignore it with a straight face.

That person was Shangguan Badao.

The people of the other six factions also had complicated expressions, and some of them had mixed tastes.

According to legend, this son has only been cultivating for more than 20 years, and he has already reached the upper realm of Jindan, and now it seems that his strength is not much to be compared with the master of the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

The name of the leader of the same generation cannot hide his sharp and heroic spirit, and he has the reputation of being arrogant and evil.

Among them, Li Li of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, Jian Di of the Xuanming Palace and others were shocked and silent.

And Fantasy Dream Xuan, Liu Qingsi, Zhou Xin, etc., are secretly sent by autumn waves and flying with brilliant colors.

Although the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect were surprised and solemn, they were rarely hostile, after all, the three alliances had been in alliance for many years and had a very strong friendship.

In particular, this three elders of the Zixiao Sect are still the line of Sword Peak and the head of the family, so they can naturally inherit the foundation of the cooperation between the three factions.

Sima Yuan glanced at Yuan Weizhi, who was expressionless, and chuckled, "The ruins of the Western Hell Sect are in front, and I hope that the Yuan Pavilion Lord must not make any troubles." Otherwise, it will damage the interests of the six factions, and they will not be as easy to talk as Sima. ”

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, if the two of them hadn't done it before, they might still suspect that this son might be weak because he knew he was invincible, and then pondered at this moment, how could there be a sense of sarcasm and splashing dirty water?

And as soon as he arrived, he swung his sword and slashed the other party several times, are you really good at talking?

Wang Mian's face was gloomy, and his breath was even more angry, almost about to explode.

Bad his Golden Eagle Spirit Beast, damage his Spirit Beast Pavilion's face, this son is really hateful.

Especially when the son of his own town guard is still on him, he feels more and more that Sima Yuan has an abominable face and deserves to die!

Once the six factions arrived, it was time to explore the ruins.

This time, the disciples of the True Transmission are mainly searching for treasures, but the Venerable Master Jindan has another purpose.

The Temple of the West Hades.