"Yes, the peerless fierce land! This kind of strange place has to absorb the aura, when the dragon's mouth is not opened here, it will frantically absorb the nearby aura, and build a sect on it, it will absorb the luck of the sect, and the sect will definitely not prosper. As soon as the dragon's mouth is opened, the dragon's eyes are opened, and this terrain will absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and all the aura will converge, and this place will become a peerless treasure in the future. ”

Bei Yan smiled and continued: "So, now is the best time to start a sect on it, but why that sect disappeared a thousand years ago, I don't know. I suspect that the sect robbed the tomb owner of the general trend and was devoured by the "dragon". ”

"Devoured?" Everyone dared not imagine that this was just a mountain, it could be devoured, could it be that this mountain already had a spirit?

"I'm just guessing, it's too weird for me to speculate. Beiyan kept silent, there are some things that can't be said nonsense.

"In short, I can tell you that the incident from a thousand years ago will not happen again!" Bei Yan saw that everyone was still a little hesitant and said this.

At this moment, there were many people in the distance, and a team of people rushed over.

Bei Yan's eyes showed a cold glow, and his voice rumbled, and he also brought his spiritual pressure: "Fellow Daoists, please go back! Tell your sect master that this place has become the place of my Wuji Sect!"

Several people on the other side were angry, and they were just about to reply, when suddenly a terrifying spiritual pressure swept over, so frightened that several people couldn't help but tremble, and swallowed back the words that came to their mouths.

A disciple who didn't have a high cultivation level in the back was not angry, so he shouted without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "This is the Borderless Land, when did it become the territory of the Wuji Sect?"

The monk with the highest cultivation in front of him was full of anger, and he had the urge to strangle this guy, and said angrily in a low voice: "You kid is looking for death!

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out. Bei Yan's face immediately turned cold, carrying a rolling spiritual pressure.

"Get out, if you're still here after three breaths, don't go!"

The voice rumbled away, and the faces of several monks suddenly changed drastically, without a trace of hesitation. And he ran into the distance.

More than a dozen people ran for a long time, seeing that they had almost escaped from the danger range, and then stopped, panting, and the imposing leader glared angrily at the kid who was talking nonsense just now: "You kid will pay me attention in the future, I was almost killed by you, go back and punish you for handing over a hundred spirit stones!"

"Oh!" the boy who talked nonsense hung his head and didn't dare to disobey, and his flesh hurt incomparably. A hundred spirit stones was his savings for several years, and he was reluctant to take them out, so he was blackmailed by his senior brother.

"Let's go, go back and tell the elder, fortunately we got the news early, maybe the elder will be happy and reward me with something!" the leader smiled, but no one dared to say anything. Is this senior brother amazing?

"Head, there's someone over there!" a few people just said to leave. A few people walked over to him, and it was Senior Brother Hao who had discovered Wang Ziyi before.

"Brother Asuo, I don't know if you can find it?" said Senior Brother Hao, who was walking towards him, looking at the leader of this group of people, it was that head, his name was Gong Asuo.

"Brother Songyan. What did you find, this is a cemetery, what changes can there be?" said that this palace Asuo is also a cunning and treacherous person, he deliberately said this, but it caused Hao Songyan to go and find out. Convince the other person that something must have changed inside.

Seeing Hao Songyan's expression change, Gong Asuo was overjoyed and said, "Brother Songyan, we still have something to do, so let's go first, you go to investigate first!"

"Hmm!" Hao Songyan nodded, watching a few people leave, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, this guy is not an easy person, he knows that Gong Asuo has no good intentions.

"Let's go, be careful!" Hao Songyan said in a low voice, without a trace of emotion in his tone.

......

"Roll ......"

An earth-shattering sound spread throughout the four fields, and a group of people fled in confusion.

"Fuck Gong Aso dares to hack me......" An angry voice came from the woods.

On this day, there was chaos near the Phoenix Blood Ridge, and all the disciples rushed to the sect to report the situation, the Phoenix Blood Ridge had become a master land, and the Wuji Sect would be established on it.

Under Bei Yan's order, the disciples all went out to look for low-level monks, and began to prepare to build a temple on the Fengxue Ridge, Bei Yan has a lot of resources in his hands, it is not difficult to find some low-level monks outside, those low-level monks are happy to come here to build a palace, so as to earn some spirit stones, as long as there is a place, everything is not a problem.

......

"Bang!"

Near Fengxue Ridge, in the main hall of Dao Lingmen, a middle-aged man had a deep breath, his face showed coldness, and he smashed the table next to him with one palm.

"What Wuji sect? I have never heard of it, and I dare to establish a sect under my nose, and I don't measure my own strength, I want them to know that a sect is not something that can be established if you want to!"

A trace of coldness flashed in the depths of the middle-aged man's eyes, and the murderous aura was permeated.

Shuhuo Sect, a man in the main hall who looked personable was dressed in purple, his long hair was windless, and he snorted coldly: "Wuji faction, I want to see and understand!"

In the Yuan Heavenly Palace, the sect master immediately frowned when he heard the elder's report on the situation in Fengxue Ridge.

muttered, "Where did this Wuji faction come from?"

......

In one day, all the surrounding sects knew that the Wuji Sect would soon be established on the Phoenix Blood Ridge.

Some people exclaimed, some people were angry, their expressions were different, and what they exclaimed was that after a thousand years, some people dared to establish a sect on Fengxueling, and most of the anger was a sect, and as soon as there was a change in Fengxueling, some people took the lead.

The next day, Fengxueling was lively again, and all the nearby sects were dispatched, and they wanted to see who the founder of the Wuji Sect was.

The sect masters and elders within the sect have all been dispatched, and today they not only want to destroy the Wuji Sect, but also take all the places in Fengxueling, so on this day, the sect masters of each sect have been dispatched.

The beasts were frightened away, the birds were chirping, and more than 20 sects were dispatching together, and the target was Fengxueling, and Fengxueling was destined not to be peaceful today.

Wang Ziyi, who was dozens of miles away, was sitting cross-legged, and after entering the fourth order, the cyclone in his body changed again, this time it was somewhat unexpected by Wang Ziyi, and it disappeared two colors in a row, turning into three colors, yellow and green disappeared.

In that boundless dantian, the lowest cyclone has a range of thousands of miles, and if it incarnates, I don't know how many people will be shocked.

There are four layers of cyclones, and the top one has the smallest diameter, but it is also more than 300 miles.

When he advanced to the fourth order, the fierce spiritual power washed Wang Ziyi's flesh and bones, making his physique leap forward, and now every muscle contains terrifying power, Wang Ziyi estimated that his physique should be as terrifying as a seventh-order monk, but he has not fought with a seventh-order monk, this is just a guess.

And Wang Ziyi's divine consciousness range at this time has reached ten miles away, which is rare among monks, and the normal fourth-order monk's divine consciousness is only eight miles, nine miles is very good, and ten miles can be said to be very terrifying.

Wang Ziyi, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance, he felt that there was a sky-high aura there, Wang Ziyi's face was expressionless, the time should be almost up, those breaths were not surprisingly the sects that came, and it seemed that there was about to be a fierce battle to meet.

"Brother Ziyi, what's wrong?" Bei Yan, who was watching the general trend of Fengxue Ridge, saw Wang Ziyi looking into the distance and couldn't help asking.

"They're coming!" Wang Ziyi said lightly, unfazed.

Hearing Wang Ziyi's flat tone, Bei Yanwan smiled, he didn't regard Wang Ziyi as a fourth-order monk, Wang Ziyi's indifference made him feel that everything seemed to be insignificant, and his confidence increased a little.

"Brother Ziyi won't blame me for being reckless, right?"

"I think you've done a good job, and it's my style!" Wang Ziyi said slowly with a smile on his face.

"Haha......" The two laughed in unison.

......

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Countless figures slowly advanced towards the Phoenix Blood Ridge, the ground trembled, the distance between the sects and the sects was gradually shrinking, but no one communicated, and after solving the Wuji Sect in a while, maybe the two factions were enemies, and each sect saw that there was always a distance.

The beasts neighed, the pythons retreated, the fierce birds crawled, and the breath of the crowd was so great that even the usually ferocious beasts shrank in their nests, trembling constantly, as if a great disaster was coming.

Soon, more than 20 sects arrived at the bottom of the Fengxue Ridge, and on the distant ridge, there were hundreds of monks busy building the main hall.

"Who is the person in charge of the Wuji Sect?" The Dao Lingmen Sect Master looked contemptuous, this person's name was Wu Jingshen, in the middle of the fifth order, wearing black and white clothes, his breath was deep, he didn't have any respect, he just said that the person in charge, even the sect master was not called.

"Who is here, who dares to be so rude?" Ji Yun, Ji Feng came with three or four monks, and he didn't see the situation clearly, and shouted directly.

The master of the Daoling Sect was furious when he heard this, the little monk dared to shout in front of the master of my sect, and in front of so many sect masters, if they were to see the joke today and not lose their old face, these juniors would not know whether they were alive or dead!

"Look for death!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Jingshen slapped it with a palm, and a huge palm of light quality wrapped Ji Yun Jifeng and several people, this palm, several people will definitely die, and they can't even leave ashes, you know, Wu Jingshen's cultivation has reached the middle of the fifth order.

"Don't you think that Daoyou has a ** share in making a move on the junior?" At this moment, a thunderous voice sounded in everyone's ears, and more than twenty sect masters were shocked in their hearts, and they had only one thought, this time they met an opponent.

At the same time, a huge palm flew from above the Phoenix Blood Ridge and struck at the attack issued by the Martial Horror God.

"Bang!"

The wind shook, the giant wood waist folded, the mountain stone rolled down, turning into stone powder, the martial god kicked back, his face showed a shocked look, and then looked ahead, all the sect masters were serious at this moment.

"Brush"

The light flashed, and Wang Ziyi's figure appeared in front of everyone. (To be continued.) )