In the third year of the establishment of the Blood Sword Sect, it was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the land was full of life, and the weather was getting cooler.

I don't know when, a long-planned battle of Xizhou Xiuzhen was officially launched.

No one had smelled the killing before, and it was as if it was happening suddenly, and the intensity of the attack was overwhelming.

Led by the Hades Palace, the six major sects dispatched tens of thousands of masters, scattered in all directions, and in this hot land of immortals, where the number of cultivators was far richer than that of Dongzhou, the battle for annexation officially began.

Qiliang Mountain Blood Sword Gate, established for three years, more than 36,000 people inside the door, and there were more than 100 masters in the early stage of Jindan. The number of so many masters far exceeded any of the seven immortal sects in Dongzhou at the beginning.

No one knew where these masters came from, only that the person who led these Jindan masters was Lu Chen, the supreme master who fought alone against the masters of the five sects that day.

Lu Chen's army was personally led, and under it, Bai Qingxi was led by a total of three masters in the late Jindan period and thirty-six masters in the middle stage of Jindan to attack the six major kingdoms of Youyun, Shangshui, Qiucheng, Dizhong, Feiming, and Fangshi. The power was developed to the southeast and south of Xizhou, and the army was killed, and the number of monks who surrendered reached nearly 70,000, far more than twice the number of the original number of Blood Sword Gate.

In the fourth year, Lu Chen retreated to the rear and handed over the power to Bai Qingxi alone. There are as many as five masters in the later stage of Jindan in the lower part, all of whom are subordinates of their descendants, and their souls are bound. The early and middle Jindan masters have reached 360 people, all of whom are scattered cultivators living in seclusion in various parts of Xizhou.

In less than four years, the Xizhou Continent was divided by the six factions of the Hades Palace, the Valley of the Gods, the Mochou Palace, the Huangquan Hidden Cave, the Moon Sect, and the Blood Sword Sect.

At the end of autumn of the fourth year, the weather gradually cooled down, and winter was only half a moon away.

One day and night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the clouds were miserable, and the stars like silver plates seemed to feel a murderous aura that suddenly rose within a radius of a hundred miles from the floating cave, and hid behind the clouds early.

The bleak night moon scraped the face like a knife, and it rustled a hundred-year-old leech locust tree outside the floating cave.

Hidden in a cave somewhere, a ray of light and fire slowly shot out. On this silent night, three figures appeared in the air in the northwest distance, and they quickly swept five hundred meters away from the cave.

"Whoosh~" The three of them were dressed in two black and one white robes, and the first person was with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was no trace of variegation in his black eyes, as if two fires were burning in Xiongxiong.

"Is this here?" asked the black-robed man.

After that, the white-robed man stood up respectfully, leaned forward and said: "Door master, this is it, the old monster of Long Tianqi has lived in seclusion for two hundred years, and only broke through the realm of the early stage of the Yuan Infant a few days ago, this place is close to Nanwu City, and there are the most dolls under the age of ten, and the old monster likes to eat and live souls has become a habit, and there is no better place than here." ”

The person who spoke was Bai Qingxi of the Blood Sword Sect, and now he had become the second deputy sect master under Fang Zixin, Bai Qingxi had done a lot of work in the past three years, and he was deeply appreciated by Lu Chen and Chen Qu. The Yuanying master Long Tianqi in his mouth is also a master in the early stage of Yuanying who only inquired about recently.

Behind Lu Chen, the smell of blood that could not be wrapped under a black robe permeated, this person stood tall, his eyes were with a trace of disdain and contempt, he coldly stared at the cave below with frequent gray light, and the corners of his mouth slowly outlined the taste of bloodthirstiness: "I found it, Long Tianqi is there." ”