A cloud of dark smoke rose from beneath the bottomless cliff, screaming and howling as it swept towards the crowd, the first target being the grim boy at the front of the line.

"Sunburst Slash!" With a loud shout from the cold young man, a beam of orange sword light quickly condensed into a circle, like a rising sun, smashing into the black smoke on the opposite side with a thunderous momentum.

The black smoke did not disappear as expected, but made a 'quack' ghost cry, turning into hundreds of black shadows and dispersing in all directions.

Many people saw the ruthless young man domineering, and they also followed suit, showing their proud magical powers, trying to stop the black smoke from approaching, and they didn't need to think about it to know that these gloomy and compassionate things were by no means fuel-efficient lamps.

But soon they found that they were very wrong, ordinary supernatural powers could not stop the invasion of the black shadow at all, as long as they were touched a little, their bodies would be stiff and immobile as if they had been immobilized, and they would move vertically straight down.

The screams were incessant, and the army of monks in the sky rained downwards.

Under the methodical urging of the three scholars with clean faces, the Yinxia on the ground went up against the sky, rolling up the falling crowd and sending it into the oasis lightly, and the black smoke in the body of those drilled cultivators seemed to be naturally restrained by Yinxia, and they let out a wail and then disappeared.

"These are extraterritorial demons, and ordinary supernatural powers can't deal with them at all, so let's run. After suffering a big loss, someone finally recognized the origin of the black smoke and shouted a warning in horror.

The crowd of black oppressors suddenly panicked, and everyone dodged the demons raging everywhere as if they had seen ghosts, lest they could avoid it.

Jun Ci looked at the chaos in front of him, stopped in the air, and hesitated.

It is said that the best way now is to cast a thunderbolt and quickly rush to the peak, so that everything will be fine, but it seems that many people in the crowd have such thoughts, so that the vast majority of extraterritorial demons are attracted to the only way to Lingxiao Peak. With the characteristics of more than rapid lightning and insufficient flexibility, nine times out of ten they will hit their heads squarely.

But if you go around in a circle and bypass these demons, you don't know if there will be new variables, and if you can't reach the peak within the time limit, it will be self-defeating.

Just when Junci was in a dilemma, an adversary had noticed this and swooped over with teeth and claws.

Before he had time to think about it, Jun Ci instinctively pinched the magic trick of Lan Li's true fire, and a beam of blue cold flame flashed, colliding with the oncoming demon.

A strange scene happened, the extraterritorial demon who was unscathed under the slash of the rising sun was actually frozen into ice lumps by Junci's Lan Li True Fire, falling down like a stone.

The monks who were struggling to move their bodies to avoid the demon attack nearby saw Jun Ci's successful blow, as if they were grasping the last straw, and desperately rushed towards Jun Ci.

Seeing the demon hanging behind everyone and regathering into a puff of black smoke, Junci's expression changed greatly, and he didn't even have time to scold, so he turned around and ran away.

On the fairyland-like Lingxiao Peak, several deacon disciples who were in charge of receiving them saw a small black dot flying desperately towards the top of the peak from a distance, and hundreds of meters away from the small black dot, it was followed by an army of thousands of monks.

"Boss, help us!" Several monks who were about to be caught up by the black smoke looked at Junci at the front, and let out a terrible cry for help, the voice was very similar to that of a newlywed and widowed woman.

Seeing that he was about to reach the end, Jun Ci heard this sound like a magic sound in his brain, and his whole body was shocked, he turned his head and glanced at the monk who was making a distress cry, gritted his teeth, clenched his right hand into a fist, and locked on the alien demon who made a strange sound.

"Get out of the way!" exclaimed Junci.

The bronze ring gradually lit up with blazing white light, and a heaven-shattering tiger roar accompanied by a devastating beam of energy, the white horse passed through a distance of thousands of meters, and defeated the extraterritorial demon who had been chasing everyone breathlessly.

More than a thousand monks watched all this silently, and their eyes towards Junci couldn't help but add a trace of awe and jealousy.

Under the leadership of the disciples, everyone came to a vast playground, which was already bustling with thousands of monks who had passed the examination.

Everyone pretended to look at each other inadvertently, after all, under the resistance of the extraterritorial devil, the people who passed the assessment were not simple people, and these people were their future brothers and competitors.

Junci didn't notice this, and at this time he was chatting happily with Ji in the sea of knowledge.

"I didn't expect this place to be so vast, each palace is staggered, secretly in line with the way of heaven, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a fairy palace Tianque. "Junci felt in his heart, compared to the Broken Void Sect, it was as simple as a country courtyard.

"What's so strange about this, every super sect has been piled up with tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of foundations, and it can only be regarded as unsatisfactory here. "The extreme vision is obviously several levels higher.

Junci smiled, did not respond, and if he continued, he could only be exchanged for sarcasm and ridicule.

"If you have time, practice more Lan Li True Fire, it will be good for you. No longer entangled in the size of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, he said very casually.

"Well, I'm going to cultivate it to the realm of random heart movement as soon as I settle down, and with the experience of instantaneous three-flavor true fire, I believe it won't be difficult. Junci's eyes flashed, he attached great importance to the strongest magical power he had mastered so far, and if he used it well, he might be able to use it as his killer weapon.

No one noticed that above the sky, the thin clouds gradually gathered to form a beautiful and ingenious high-rise building.

Colorful rays of light lit up from the silent peaks, dragging long shadows, gathering in the direction of the Cloud Tower like a thousand swords towards the sect.

The sound of the wind, the chirping of cranes, mixed with the endless sound of sword whistles, made the new disciples fascinated and excited.

And the most striking thing is that it is located in the center of the main peak, like the zodiac signs of the ten majestic palaces connected from end to end erupted with amazing coercion, ten emitting heat, people can not see the golden sun rising, with the momentum of the world little by little towards the cloud tower.

In just a moment, hundreds of high-level monks dressed in golden cloud robes and immortal wind bones stood on the cloud tower in an orderly manner, looking down at the dense crowd below.

Jun Ci casually glanced at the core management of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and his originally casual eyes were suddenly attracted by something, and he couldn't move away from it anymore.

The girl I met in Canglan City was among them, still wearing a plain and elegant white shirt, still so turbid and proud, and her aura was compelling. The black green silk swept across the sideburns, fluttering in the wind, like a fairy in a painting.

Jun Ci approached a man in brocade who was smiling, as if he was clear about the origin of everyone in the clouds, and asked modestly: "Seeing that Brother Dao seems to be clear about the identities of these immortal masters, can you tell me one or two?"

The man in brocade looked at Jun Ci, who looked respectful, and found that many people around him couldn't help but focus their eyes on him, and suddenly said with a little pride: "You are the right person, the white-eyed old man standing in the middle of the clouds is the great elder and supreme leader of the Lingxiao Sect." I heard that his cultivation had already reached the realm of Melting God Heaven and Earth, and he was only one step away from ascending. As for the people beside him, they were all masters and elders of the various courtyards of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and they were all amazing. ”

"Transformation Period!" Someone exclaimed when he heard it, if this kind of legendary master is not lucky, he will never see it for the rest of his life.

"What is the origin of those young cultivators who are standing behind the elders? A sharp-eyed bald monk in the crowd asked, pointing to the unfamiliar face behind the Great Elder.

The man in brocade secretly said in his heart that he was fortunate that his Lao Tzu was the law enforcement elder of the sect, otherwise he would have really asked, and when he heard this, his eyebrows flew and he said: "That is the top ten golden pills of the Lingxiao Sword Sect." ”

"What are the Ten Golden Pills?" Curiosity is human nature, and some people can't help but come over.

"Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, there are not many monks in the Dan Period, some of them are gifted, and their magical powers are amazing, they are all geniuses who have the hope of winning the God Transformation Period, and they are the real pride of the heavens, and these people have a unified title in the Lingxiao Sect, known as the Ten Golden Pills! Legend has it that the Ye Donglai of the Lingxiao Sword Sect was born with the body of a sword spirit, and his sword power is unfathomable, and he is the first of the ten golden pills. A hundred years ago, he held a sword in his hand, and he killed the Hehuan Sect that was hiding filth and filth seven in and seven out, and finally alarmed the Huan Lonely Ancestor who was in retreat, and only calmly retreated after three moves in his hand, and it was rumored to be a beautiful talk in the world for a while. The young man in brocade foamed at the mouth.

After listening to the brocade-clothed man's speech, many female cultivators stared at Ye Donglai in the sky with a cold face and a javelin standing upright, not knowing what they were thinking, but it was certain that in such a short period of effort, Ye Donglai had a large number of crazy die-hard fans.

"Who is the person standing next to Ye Donglai?" "Whether it is Ye Donglai or Purple Qi Donglai, to Jun Ci is just a passerby, he only cares about the girl who is standing on the clouds but tugging at his heartstrings.

"She is the eldest lady of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, Cang Lingxue, who is known as an immortal. A hint of fire flashed in the eyes of the young man in brocade, and he introduced with admiration on his face.

"Crossing the sky, white clothes are better than snow, a good name. Junci, who stood upright like a javelin, muttered softly, and her deep eyes were full of the peerless elegance of the girl in white.