After bidding farewell to Xuyun, the royal power once again embarked on the path of the nebula.

Before leaving, he took a deep look back at Houtu City. He knew that if nothing else, he would never see this divine city again.

War, the eternal theme of intelligent life! No race can escape this fate, not even the immortals.

The royal power turned into a blood-red light, passing through the nebulae, and marching in the direction of Wanqiu.

He is now in the Golden Immortal Realm, and he no longer has to worry about the attenuation of his supernatural powers, even if he travels tens of millions of miles, he can't consume much mana.

Xuan Xian is not good, as soon as the magic power is exposed to the outside, it will continue to escape, and the power will become weaker and weaker, and finally become invisible.

After a few longitudinal flights, the king increased his speed to the extreme, and flew away like crazy.

Boom! Boom!

More than 60,000 miles in an instant, the light of the light rubbed the starlight on the path of the nebula and burned.

Some of the monks who were hurrying to see this scene were stunned and almost dropped their jaws.

Some of the monks saw a light rushing towards them, and were about to use their senses to probe, but they couldn't find anything.

In just one day, Wang Quan appeared in front of Wanqiu's star gate, and if it weren't for the fact that he still needed to move around along the way, it would have taken him even less.

The king's power is too strong now!

When he had just broken through the Xuan Immortal, his mana was comparable to that of the Golden Immortal, and after absorbing the mother qi of all things in Houtu City, his mana had increased several times, and after that, he had broken through the Golden Immortal Realm and cultivated the Virtuous Treasure Body. His current mana is not lower than that of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Ordinary monks, because of the limited strength of their physical bodies, did not dare to accumulate too much mana at all.

For one, their physical bodies are limited in their ability to hold mana, and the mana is too strong to blow up the monk's body.

Second, the strength of their meridians is too low. Even if they have a thousandfold mana of others, their own meridians cannot withstand the pressure brought by this thousandfold mana, and this thousandfold mana can only exist in the dantian, and they can't exert their due power at all.

The royal power does not have to worry about these problems. His current body is equivalent to a humanoid acquired merit treasure, since it is a merit treasure, there is no upper limit to the ability to accommodate mana, and there is also no upper limit to the bearing capacity of the meridians.

In fact, the current royal power is full of mana, and almost every cell, every hair, and every organ contains powerful mana. These manas are superimposed, allowing the royal power to have mana far beyond its own realm.

However, the case of royal power is not unique.

There are many different species in the flood wilderness, and the depth of mana does not all depend on cultivation, and the innate elements occupy a very important position. Such as gluttony, Kunpeng, and white tiger, their mana is far beyond the same level. A Kunpeng in the realm of heavenly immortals, his mana is definitely stronger than that of a rabbit at the level of a Xuan Immortal.

In the sky above Shuyang Peak, the royal power floated in the air, leaning over to look at the sect, and was suddenly surprised by the changes in the sect.

In all directions of Shuyang Peak, seven tall mountain peaks reach into the sky, guarding Shuyang Peak in the center in the posture of seven stars and the moon. On the top of six of the peaks, the aura is tumbling, the fairy light is shining, and it is obvious that there are immortals meditating.

Shuyang Peak and these seven peaks are coiled together, forming the central area of Taixuanmen.

Beyond the central area, there are tens of thousands of smaller peaks. The clouds and mist between the mountain peaks are misty, and from time to time there is the treasure light of the magic weapon shining, full of immortal atmosphere.

"Sect fairies, they have finally become immortals! There are also mixed empty sons, mixed Mingzi, and mixed one son, these three disciples have also broken through!"

As early as 1,600 years ago, these three people broke through to the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, and they got my guidance, and the Heavenly Immortal Realm couldn't stop them. ”

As he spoke, the royal power descended to the Shuyang Peak.

"Senior brother and sister, you can stand out from the tribe and worship our Taixuan Immortal Sect, this is a great opportunity!"

"Our Taixuan Immortal Sect has been established for 1,700 years, and there are seven immortals in the sect, which is the largest sect of the human race!"

"Well, look, the glowing ball at the top of the peak is called the Celestial Sphere, and it's actually a fairy artifact. A black-robed disciple pointed to the armillary sphere at the top of Shuyang Peak and introduced.

"That's amazing!"

"It's an immortal weapon!"

A man and a woman, two disciples wearing white Taoist robes were amazed.

A relatively good-looking male disciple asked, "Senior Brother Shouyi, how many disciples do we have in our Taixuan Immortal Sect?"

Senior Brother Shouyi smiled and explained, "Among the sects of the human race, the number of our Taixuan Immortal Sect is not very large, there are only 50,000 people in total. Among them, there are 300 true disciples, 2,000 inner disciples, and 30,000 outer disciples, and the rest are you registered disciples. ”

The good-looking disciple looked puzzled and asked, "What is a true disciple, and why are there so many different kinds of disciples?"

Senior Brother Shouyi was obviously a relatively kind person, and patiently explained: "Originally, the sect did not have a division of disciples. However, as the number of sect immortals increased, the number of sect disciples increased. In order to facilitate management, the sect canceled the rule of ranking seniority by the number of the Dao, and instead set the identity name according to the cultivation. ”

"Oh, I see!" the two named disciples nodded like chickens pecking rice.

The three of them chatted while walking, and before they knew it, they had reached the top of the mountain, where the Hengtianyi was placed.

Hengtianyi, a luminous ball with a radius of 200 meters, at the top of the ball, there is a thin rod about a kilometer long, and the top of the thin rod is also inlaid with a huge concave disk.

"It's so big!" the honest-looking disciple exclaimed.

"Of course, this is refined by the Elder Chuangong himself. He is an old man with vast magical powers and boundless mana, but unfortunately, I heard that he went to the Houtu tribe of the Wu Clan. With such a long distance, maybe he is still on his way now, right?" Senior Brother Shouyi nodded in agreement and said with a smile.

The female disciple with a beautiful face rolled her eyes, suddenly stepped forward and touched Heng Tianyi.

"Don't!" Seeing such a scene, Senior Brother Shouyi's face turned pale with fright. He had already explained to the two of them at the bottom of the mountain that he wanted them not to touch and touch, but he didn't expect this junior sister to be so naughty.

The Hengtian Instrument was one of the most important immortal weapons in the sect, and it was surrounded by formations, and no one could touch it except for a few elders.

However, he was still a little late, and the disciple's hand had already touched the Hengtian Instrument.

Snort!

Hundreds of electric snakes burst out of the Hengtian Instrument and wrapped around the disciple's hand.

"It's over! the contribution value is gone!" "Senior Brother Shouyi screamed miserably, and then his eyes went black, and he wanted to faint on the ground.