"Ancestor worship, ancestor worship at this time?" Xu Mu frowned, he felt that Han Zong was still a wise person on weekdays, how could he take the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect to do such a funny act now.

It seemed that he could hear the dissatisfaction in Xu Mu's tone, and he looked at the former with a fixed eye and explained to the former: "Senior brother doesn't know, the ancestral altar is the last line of defense of my Guiyuan Sect, and it is also the foundation of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, where our heritage lies. ”

The sound of separation echoed in Xu Mu's ears.

He stared at the ancestral altar standing majestically in the center of the inner door in a daze, as if he understood something.

Xu Mu still remembers that when he first saw this inner ancestral altar, he was shocked by the scene.

Because this ancestral altar is almost exactly the same as the demon sealing altar in the Burning Heaven Temple of the Ruins Mound.

Now Jinli actually called it the last line of defense of the Guiyuan Sect.

"Could it be that this ancestral altar is really a demon sealing altar. ”

......

The outer gate of the Guiyuan Sect no longer exists.

In addition to the stone tablet at the mountain gate that is still engraved with the words "Guiyuan Zong", there is still an accident.

All the pavilions and pavilions had been razed to the ground under the collision between the Ruyuan Blood Sea and the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

After all, the sea of blood is just a means for blood droplets to stay.

After a long stalemate with the real mortal powerhouse, after all, because of the lack of follow-up strength, he was shattered by the cyan sword.

The figure hidden under the cyan divine light was unstoppable.

"The Guiyuan Sect is no longer the Guiyuan Sect of 5,000 years ago. "The domineering posture stands proudly on the top of the sky.

Sect Master Xuanyuan looked down at the ruins of the broken wall below, and Changming's skinless figure.

"What are you going to do to resist me now?"

"Ahem!" coughed violently twice, and more blood flowed from Changming's mouth.

He didn't answer Sect Master Xuanyuan's question, and his indifferent pupils met the gaze in the sky that was looking down on him.

Holding a bloodwood sword, under the tattered Yin Yang Dao robe, he was covered in bruises, and his figure was still upright.

Changming showed his attitude with his actions.

"It's a pity, such a masterpiece, not from my Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Sect Master Xuanyuan shook his head with a slight regret, and the power that filled the aura of destruction condensed in his hands.

"Since you are looking for death, the deity will fulfill you. ”

Shout!

The brilliant cyan sword qi condensed the killing intent of the Xuanyuan Sect Master, and suddenly shot out, directly taking Changming.

Not to mention that Changming is already running out of oil at the moment, even if it is in its heyday, it may not be able to take this sword.

Seeing that the last place of the Guiyuan Sect is about to fall.

"Wow!" the ghost aura was monstrous, and the Senluo Ghost Domain suddenly unfolded in this scorched earth.

Engulfed Changming in the ghost domain.

Thundered!!!

The sword fell instantly.

The bombardment of the mortal level tore this ghost domain apart.

The Void Breaking Divine Power is like a paper paste in front of the mortal powerhouse.

The Senluo Ghost Domain dissipated, revealing a shriveled corpse with a hideous face.

He grabbed Chang Ming's shoulder with one hand, and had already fled away at the moment when the ghost domain was shattered.

Sen Sen's ghost aura covered him and Changming.

"Ghost King?"

Sect Master Xuanyuan's face did not change, and after saying two words lightly, he stretched out his palm covered with cyan divine light, slender and mysterious.

Then the palm of his hand was raised in the void.

Boom!

The heavens shake.

With the Guiyuan Sect as the center, the land within a radius of 100 miles cracked into abyss-like cracks.

Then the whole land, under his palm, uncontrollably broke away from the embrace of the earth and rose from the levitation.

Although the Ghost King is in the realm of breaking the void, even if he is powerful enough to break the void, it is impossible to move a hundred miles in an instant.

With the snap of a finger, the earth suspended in the air formed a vast enchantment.

The ghost king and Changming are completely imprisoned.

The figure of the Xuanyuan Sect Master flashed, and the distance of dozens of miles was instantaneous.

Looking at the ghost king and Changming below, he said indifferently:

"In the face of absolute strength, any stratagem seems ridiculous. ”

As he spoke, he stepped under his feet again, and the next dodge was already close to the Ghost King and Changming.

He took a deep look at the Xuanyuan Sect Master, who was already close at hand.

There was not the slightest emotion in the eyes of the Ghost King's fierce eyes.

Suddenly, his shriveled lips were cut into a hideous arc, and he seemed to be laughing.

Suddenly, the ghost king roared wildly: "Woo !!"

Bang dang!

A spatial crack tore straight open and appeared between the Ghost King, Changming, and Xuanyuan Sect Master.

Return to the ruins mound, the place where the remains of Lei Zu sleep.

The man who was floating in the endless thunder suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were full of coercion.

The unstoppable violent coercion leaked to the outside world in an instant, along the spatial crack that cracked in front of the man.

Sect Master Xuanyuan had to stop under that breath.

In the face of Lei Zu's breath, he did not show the slightest timidity.

The cyan divine light that covered its body became more and more brilliant.

Looking at the crack in front of him, his eyes were blazing, and a solemn voice sounded:

"Lei Zu! I was not born in the same era as you, it is the regret of the deity, and today I will compete with you. ”

Xuanyuan Sect Master's voice just fell!

Thundered!!!

The sole of a foot stepped out of the spatial crack.

The tragic aura, with that majesty permeating out, made people suffocate and tremble.

It was a magnificent man with purple hair, very heroic and martial, with eyes full of anger.

The tragic evil aura and domineering spirit were intertwined, and they rushed towards the Xuanyuan Sect Master on the opposite side.

Sect Master Xuanyuan is already very domineering, but compared to this purple-haired man, he still lacks the courage to be truly moving.

Lei Zu, this is a man who can tarnish heaven and earth once he appears under this firmament.

In addition to the first generation of the ancestor of the Guiyuan Sect, the people of the burning sky.

Lei Zu is known as the first day of the Guiyuan Sect in five thousand years.

The era of Lei Zu was also the most brilliant years after the Guiyuan Sect eliminated the era of burning the sky.

"Is the head of the sect ready!" Xu Mu's slightly anxious urging voice sounded from the ancestral altar of the inner gate.

Li and Duanmu Rong stood behind Xu Mu, and they all looked at Han Zong, who was in a hurry in front of them, with a suspicious expression.

"It's almost good! It's almost good, don't rush, this Heavenly Spirit Mirror has always been in the hands of your master, and this master hasn't used it for a long time, so it's inevitable that he will be rusty. ”

Han Zong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and made one seal after another towards a five-foot square copper mirror floating in front of him.

If you look closely, you will find that this bronze mirror is exactly the same as the bronze mirror that Chang Ming used to observe the situation of the various beginner disciples in the fog circle when Xu Mu was a beginner more than three years ago.

It is a spiritual weapon of the Guiyuan Sect, illuminating the heavenly spiritual realm.

It's not a spirit weapon for battle.

Its real function is that it can be used to observe the wind and grass within a radius of 100 miles.

Even from inside the inner door, you can see the outside scene.

Changming's life and death were unknown, and at the strong request of Xu Mu and the others, Han Zong could only take out this Heavenly Spirit Mirror.

It's just that his clumsy methods, compared to Changming, are like mud.

It wasn't until after the tea that Han Zongfang delayed activating this Heavenly Spirit Mirror.

The bronze mirror flashed with light, revealing the outside world.

"Okay!" Wiping the sweat from his forehead again, Han Zong breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so dangerous, I almost lost my life in front of my juniors. ”

If he is the head of the Guiyuan Sect and can't even use the Guiyuan Sect's spiritual weapon, it can really make him ashamed.

However, Xu Mu and the three of them did not intervene with Han Zong's words.

At the moment when the bronze mirror appeared on the outside picture, the eyes of the three people were already fixed on the bronze mirror.

Han Zong also hurriedly moved his eyes to the bronze mirror.

"This is!" His eyes widened, Han Zong's body was like being struck by lightning, and he looked at the picture in the bronze mirror with an incredible face.

The land within a radius of 100 miles has now suspended in the air, forming a vast enchantment.

Such a handiwork has to be said to be moving.

Obviously, no one in the Guiyuan Sect can do this.

In this way, there is only one explanation, the handiwork of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

"Is it possible for Changming to survive?" was Han Zong's surprise.

"Can the boss bring the picture closer?" Xu Mu, who was staring at the picture, had his eyes flashing, as if he had seen something.

Suddenly turned his head, and while speaking to Han Zong seriously, he pointed to a corner of the enchantment condensed by a hundred miles of land in the bronze mirror picture.

"This is it. ”

Han Zong nodded, and the bronze mirror picture quickly zoomed in.

In the sharp turn of the picture, a scene was revealed that made several people present gasp.

In front of a spatial crack, a purple-haired heroic man stepped out.

With his appearance, the entire sky dome changed suddenly, and the wind surged.

Endless dark clouds condensed in the sky above him.

Thundered!

Thunder flashes, accompanied by the power of heaven.

The thunder between heaven and earth was under the control of that man.

Even through the bronze mirror, Xu Mu could feel the majesty of the dominating sky and looking down on all beings.

"Lei Zu!" Xu Mu pursed his lips and gently spat out two words.

It's not just Xu Mu who recognizes that man, everyone in the Guiyuan Sect recognizes the man's appearance.

His portrait, blood droplets, and Thousand Blades Daoist people are still hung in the Inner Gate Zongyun Temple, and are worshiped by the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect.

It's just that he has passed away for nearly a thousand years, and now he is back in the world. It's hard not to be shocking.

It was too late to investigate why Lei Zu was born, and Xu Mu's eyes continued to move to the blue light figure standing opposite him.

Sect Master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

In the face of Lei Zu, even the Xuanyuan Sword Sect Sect Master had to be cautious.

"Shizun is not dead!" Suddenly, Xu Mu's ears sounded an uplifting voice.

He hurriedly followed Li's eyes and looked, behind Lei Zu.

A terrifying ghost wrapped in only skin and bones was supporting Changming to retreat rapidly, trying to get out of this tense terrain.

Xu Mu can see from the picture that although his master Changming is seriously injured, the gaze of his eyes has not dimmed so far.

I was also relieved.

"Who is that ghost?" doubts rose in Xu Mu's heart.

"That's the ghost king, and it's also my ancestor of the Yuan Sect, the ancestor of the dust. Han Zong's complicated voice sounded.

"I didn't expect that he, who had fallen into the ghost path, would make a move when my Guiyuan Sect was at stake. ”

Just as Han Zong spoke.

Lei Zu in the picture made a move.

Thundered!!!

Above the heavenly dome, a world-destroying thunderstorm descended in an instant.

The sea of thunder completely enveloped the enchantment condensed by the Xuanyuan Sect Master.

Bang dang!

Barrier shattered.

The ghost king carried the flying shot that never looked back.

Only Lei Zu and Xuanyuan Sect Master were left in the field.

Sect Master Xuanyuan obviously wanted to stop the Ghost King's departure, but the Lei Ancestor standing in front of him made him have to wait for him.

"You only have the power of one blow, how can you block the deity?"

As soon as he spoke, the Xuanyuan Sect Master made a bold move, and a cyan peacock phantom appeared behind him.

The peacock's wings spread out and covered the sky.

Each feather bursts out with a heart-wrenching sword.

"Three Thousand Green Feather Sword!"

Sect Master Xuanyuan pointed out.

Woohoo!

Each feather is transformed into a sword comparable to the sharp weapons of the world.

The sword flickered, so that he did not dare to look directly.

The cyan sword was about to kill Lei Zu.

At the same time, the Ocean of Thunder has taken shape.

Lei Zu was very strong, and he did not dodge or dodge in the face of the three thousand green feather swords.

The realm of thunder is now!

Rumble!

The endless thunder sea is boiling, and Lei Zu, who stands in the center of the thunder domain, is the master of this thunder sea.

"Moo!"

The thunder beast roared in the sky, wanton and arrogant.

The three thousand green feather swords, the moment they touched the thunder beast, all turned into powder.

"This is the real Canglei Realm!" his fists clenched, and Xu Mu was fascinated.

(End of chapter)