Qianmang Mountain in Duzhou, steep peaks, strange strange trees, steep cliffs, the development of things starts from this Qianmang Mountain.

At the top of Qianmang Mountain, the dark light appears and disappears from time to time, and the wailing and sorrowful sound of demon beasts echoes in the mountains. The strange spells of the summit cliffs were all around, and the soul suppression banner stood in the great array, exuding an extremely cold aura, binding the soul of the demon beast.

As far as the eye can see, the array is arranged in five elements, and the colorful runes are all around the face. Three men and one woman crossed their knees around a middle-aged man. The surrounding spells shimmered, forming an enchantment to suppress the ferocious demonic beasts, one of which kept hitting the inner wall of the enchantment, and let out a hoarse roar in his throat, his expression was full of anger, fear, and uneasiness.

There was a muffled sound, and the huge demonic beast used all its strength to break the enchantment and break free, feeling the coercion that permeated the surroundings, and couldn't help but feel a thrill, and then its eyes were full of madness. The body was stunned, the purple demon yuan fire burned, the pupils constricted, and the whole body was wrapped in a violent flame, and he ran forward like crazy, roaring angrily in his mouth.

A young man in the formation with a strong body and red hair snorted, and there was an irresistible majesty hidden in the smile on his face.

The red-haired middle-aged man saw that the demonic beast rushing towards this side like crazy, and the corners of his mouth revealed a sad arc, "The light of fireflies also wants to compete with Haoyue." ”

"The fourth brother can't, can't be a killer. The white-shirted young man shouted softly, and his thin body overflowed with invisible domineering. Seeing that he was despised by the seventh-order demonic beast, he knew that he would definitely let it have no skin and a different head, and it would die so much that it couldn't die anymore.

Xuan Feng smiled mysteriously when he heard this, his expression was slightly lost, his left hand was raised lightly, and his finger flicked towards the demonic beast that was rushing wildly, and a cold light burst away, invading the demonic beast's body. The frantically running monster was silently frozen in place, motionless. The demon flames outside the body dissipated, and his eyes were full of horror, and fear and despair filled his mind.

"Fourth brother, do you know that there must be no negligence in this matter. This time, for the sake of the prophecy on the ancient stone, I don't know how much disaster it can bring. Long Yi spoke. After all, this matter has already begun, and there can be no negligence. It's shocking to think about the catastrophe that came a long time ago.

Five hundred years ago in the Xuanzhen Continent, the Evil God Sword Venerable Leng Chopping Cloud became famous all over the world after a battle with the masters of various factions in the Xuanzhen Continent, but what he left behind was not a good name. At that time, he was only in his thirties, and his strength could not be described as terrifying, and he had almost reached the realm of gods. swept through the Xuanzhen Continent and Kyushu with an evil sword technique, and several cultivation masters died in his hands.

After this battle, a number of hermit monks were shocked to come out of the customs, and they felt the power of Leng Qiyun, but they did not expect that many hermits joined forces to fight and ended up in an equal ending. If he fights alone, Leng Shuyun deserves to be the first person in the human world.

In the face of his superior strength, people only feel shame and fear, and more helplessness. Only the cold-faced Taoist Li Lang, the King Kong Holy Buddha Xuankong, and the wine saint Yang Xiao were left. In the end, it took a lifetime of cultivation to seal it at the most cost. After that vast battle, a number of cultivators and the evil god sword venerable disappeared together, some said that they died together, and some said that they were sealed together by a powerful seal, and there were many rumors, no one could confirm it, and over time that battle became a legend.

Just after that catastrophe, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky, and a stone tablet engraved with complex patterns fell from the sky with three artifacts, namely the Soul Slashing Knife, the Soul Destroying Blade and the Nine Xuan Flame Ding, which were respectively obtained by the Shenxing Sect, the Imperial Sword Sect and the Liuli Sect, and used this to have the prestige of the upper three sects at the apex of the Xuanzhen Continent sect.

Now that time has flown by, three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, the demon beasts are rioting, the people are not living, and the frightened people are living in fear, and the major righteous people have begun an operation to slay demons and demons. In order to quell this riot, under the exploration of Tantric Purple Mountain, he opened the spirit ring to seal the demon in Qianmang Mountain, Duzhou, in order to resolve this catastrophe.

"Everyone, concentrate on the second stage, and now we are about to sprint to the final stage. The mental power required this time is extremely huge, and there must be no negligence. In the middle of the formation, there was a purple-robed middle-aged man, who seemed to be in his early forties, and countless charms were floating around him.

Hearing this, the four of them closed their eyes tightly, completely concentrating their minds on their own realm, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest. The hands of the five people each changed the strange law, and their breath rose rapidly, and an invisible aura wrapped their whole bodies, and the green silk swayed without wind.

Zishan took out four spiritual runes from his sleeves, chanted words in his mouth, and chanted a few words softly, and the four spiritual lights covered the other four people, holding up the four of them out of thin air and reminding: "Everyone, please be cautious, and lay down four heavenly spirit enchantments to protect the four." Next, there must be no slight difference, and everyone must concentrate their minds. Whether you can succeed or not, you have to borrow the mana of the four places. ”

Hearing this, the four of them all became serious and bowed slightly, indicating that they were clear about the importance of the matter, and their eyes were closed, concentrating their spiritual power in the enchantment.

Seeing this, the corners of Zishan's mouth showed a trace of imperceptible curvature. Seeing that all four of them had their eyes closed, their spiritual power was isolated from the outside, and their spiritual power was completely concentrated in their respective enchantments. Immediately after that, the two-handed magic transformation was revealed, and an invisible enchantment was once again cast around the four of them, which had the effect of sealing spiritual power detection. Purple Mountain made everything happen with both hands, and a large amount of spiritual energy frantically surged towards the purple-clothed elder and was absorbed by him. The bound demon beast spirits were sucked out one by one, and they fled in mid-air, struggling a few times before they were attracted by a strong gravitational pull.

The huge beast elemental power swirled in the air with pure aura, surging madly towards the purple mountain. Zishan inhaled these two breaths into his body one by one, and his expression was slightly painful. It was sucked up in a moment, leaving a little turbid air in the air.

After absorbing a huge amount of energy, Zishan's eyes turned red, and his body became huge. The unusually powerful energy made Ziyi's body crackle. I saw that his hands were folded, and the violent energy gathered in front of his chest, revealing a purple ball of energy light. The purple-clothed elder dragged the purple thunder and lightning ball, and a smug smile appeared in his eyes. Seeing that the four people in the formation were still concentrating on maintaining the formation. The purple-clothed elder once again pinched out a complicated magic decision, and suddenly slapped the purple energy ball towards the strange stone on the ground, and poured devastating energy into it.

The huge shock, the loud cheers of the purple mountain, and the violent energy The other four didn't notice it, and they still concentrated on the enchantment.

"Shenwei Dao, running thunder and breaking, eight array diagrams, gathering ghosts and gods. Reverse Psychic Technique, Shenwei Heavenly Dao, one hundred and eight levels of anti-heaven psychic. Zishan burst into a shout, and his tone was particularly gloomy after each sentence. The blood in the body oozed from the meridians, and the flesh and blood forcibly cast the spell, and the huge breath poured into the strange stones, and the spirit stones were moistened by blood and spiritual energy, and bloomed with extremely dazzling light.

"Uh-haha...... It's been a hundred years, a hundred years, and this moment has finally come. The Purple Mountain Monster smiled excitedly, left the strange stone with both hands, and then jumped back and waited for the results he had been waiting for.

"Crackling" lightning pierced the sky, and the sound of "snorting" flames tore through the space. The strange stone floated slowly, spinning in mid-air for several weeks as if it had come to life. The strange stone suddenly stopped in mid-air, exploded with a click, and small cracks appeared out of thin air, gradually expanding slowly, and a space the size of three zhang shattered like glass with a "click". Black smoke billowed out of the shattered space, and a large amount of evil qi poured into the world. The shattered space forms a wormhole, and the powerful suction distorts the air, and the surrounding temperature gradually drops, giving people an eerie feeling.

The vision of the entire Duzhou gradually subsided with the appearance of this fragmented space, and the sky gradually became colorful. The panic of ordinary people gradually subsided in inaction, but they didn't know that the real disaster had just begun, and the cultivators had already felt that at the moment when the Qianmang Mountain Barrier was shattered, a large amount of bloody qi poured into the world.

And the four people in this anomaly array didn't even notice it, presumably the defensive barrier of the Purple Mountain had another secret.

The wormhole suddenly stood still and did not rotate, a pair of large palms poked out from the broken space, and the hands tore hard, and the crack the size of three zhang was torn into a space the size of ten zhang, and the purple electric light flickered around it, and the black mist was swirling.

I don't know what monsters will appear from the vision space that appeared out of thin air, and obviously the most excited is Zishan, who performs the anti-heaven psychic technique, and everything he does is only for the scene in front of him, but the other four people are being used and don't know.

When the unknown thing walked out of the space, his body was wrapped in a black flame and he couldn't see his face clearly, but this evil aura was terrifying, and Zishan's heart was shocked. When the billowing black smoke cleared, a person who looked the same as a person, but with a somewhat evil face, stood quietly and proudly in the air.

The monks of the Xuanzhen Continent were all subtlely aware of it, and they began to look for the source at the moment when the abnormal sound in the sky began, and some monks with high cultivation discovered the vision of Qianmang Mountain in Duizhou, and sent a message to inform that everyone rushed to come.

Zishan glanced at the person in front of him up and down, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said: "This day has finally come, what a hall, two peaks, three sects, and four families." On the eve you looked down on my tantra, and today I make you look down on it. You know how much trouble I've had to wait for this. If the evil god sword respects life, great things will be accomplished. Zishan's face was overjoyed when he saw this scene, and his body trembled excitedly. The exercise that had just been overloaded weakened his own energy a lot, and the qi and blood in his body churned under the excitement, and he didn't even pay attention to the trace of blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"The human realm? I finally came out of the reincarnation of the realm, and it has been three hundred years. The long years can be described as wearing out people's hearts, day after day, year after year, just like this, ethereal in the boundless reincarnation. ...... this?" Turning his body to see Zishan, he asked coldly, "Who are you?" The mysterious man stared for a while, his eyes swept over the four people in the enchantment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and finally stopped on Zishan.

Zishan looked at him fiercely, looked at each other, and said with a smile: "Zishan, the thirteenth generation of Tantra." After Zu Xun learned of your existence, he spent more than ten years to open up secret techniques, combined with time, place, and people, and used reverse psychic methods to summon you from the boundless reincarnation. You're free. According to the prophecy on the ancient stone, you can determine the meaning of the complicated words on the stone tablet, and you are the son of the world. As long as you cooperate with me, your strength, coupled with my means, will definitely dominate the entire Xuanzhen Continent. ”

Without waiting for him to reply, he pinched his hands, and a nine-foot giant sword appeared out of thin air, the sword body was dark throughout, and the blade was exposed. "I think you must be familiar with this sword!" At this time, Zishan's mood was indescribable, as if everything was under control.

As soon as the sword came out, the man's expression moved, and he turned his palm to attract the giant sword and hold it in his hand. The greatsword became glowing in his hand, and it seemed to be alive and vibrant.

"Tantric ~ Sect...?Can Zixu be alive?"

Seeing that he was moved, Zishan's expression changed, and he said, "Zixu ......?" ”

The mysterious man's voice changed, and he asked in a cold voice: "What is the purpose of summoning me here, I can't answer what I think in my heart, die!." As soon as the word dead came out, the murderous aura suddenly hit the surroundings.

Zishan's pupils shrank, and this murderous aura hit his bones, as if he was trapped in a thousand-year-old ice cave, extremely cold, and suddenly said: "To put it nicely, I want you to join forces with me and dominate the Xuanzhen Continent and Kyushu." To put it simply, you have to do what I say......"

"Oh!?"

Before the words fell, the person in front of him disappeared. Zi Shan only felt that his left and right eyes were shifted up and down, and his body really had a cold burning feeling, the cold murderous aura made Zi Shan's heart flutter, and it was too late to realize that something was wrong, and his body was burned in this unknown black flame, and even the last divine consciousness stayed in joy.

The mysterious man smiled coldly and carried the giant sword in his hand behind him, his eyes shining and his expression uncertain.

"It seems that Tantra is no longer the Tantra of three hundred years ago, Zixu, I really admire your strange method, and I am afraid that you are the only one who can fight against me. Your descendants will not know that you have become a deceased person, or ......" The mysterious man smiled bitterly, shook his head, and looked at the other four, his eyes shining.

Suddenly, a powerful True Yuan quietly erupted behind him, and the infinitely rising True Yuan energy quickly impacted.

This scene is the purple mountain where the body has been destroyed, the power of the powerful primordial god, although the body is destroyed, the primordial god is immortal. Zishan said coldly to him: "Don't get too carried away, the spiritism that summons you is the way of heaven, and the anti-heaven spiritism contains the power of restraint that I exerted." I'll give you a chance to reassemble a powerful body for me. Otherwise, as long as my mind moves, you will be destroyed. "The powerful True Yuan enveloped the Purple Mountain's Yuan Shen, exuding a wave of thought to talk to him, as long as he didn't agree, the jade would be burned immediately.

Hearing this, the person paused, raised his left hand, and the palm of his hand was facing the purple mountain. After an instant, two dark flames hovered along the arm and suddenly shook on the palm, and there was a loud "bang", and the huge true yuan disappeared silently along with the primordial spirit of the purple mountain inside. The mysterious man said indifferently: "Just kill you before your mind is activated, foolish." Three hundred years have passed, and the hearts of the people remain the same. is still pursuing the name of money, power, and prestige, the sun and the moon shine together, and live with the sky. Even if you live forever in the world, what you lose will never come back, so what's the point of living in the world. ”

Holding the giant sword on his shoulder, he slashed towards the four people in the enchantment, and a netherworld cold fire suddenly appeared in the void, and his breath was cold and extremely cold. The dark cold light slashed through the void in a perfect arc and flew straight towards the four of them, retracting the giant sword and finding a boulder to sit down.

Many masters gathered a hundred miles away from Qianmang Mountain, looking at each other from a distance, wanting to stop talking, they clearly felt that the violent energy fluctuations in front of them were by no means something that ordinary people could exert, and there was a breath that disappeared in an instant. They were cautious, and they couldn't help but sneak cautiously when they came to learn the seriousness of the matter.

The Nether Slash slashed through the Four Flames enchantment, and the black Netherworld flames "snorted" and danced around the four of them. At the first moment when the Four Flame Enchantments were shattered, several people immediately sensed that something was wrong, and they dodged and scattered around.

"Who? Who are you, such an evil aura, where is the Purple Mountain?" Xuan Feng was the first to ask, his palm concentrating a large amount of True Yuan, intending to make a move immediately when he made any more rash moves.

The mysterious man smiled evilly, plunged the giant sword in his hand into the rock on the ground, his dark hair swayed in the wind, his eyes closed tightly, and said coldly: "Yang Xiao, the drunken saint doctor, Li Lang, the cold-faced Taoist, and the three of the King Kong Holy Buddha Xuankong... Not alive yet. ”

Hearing this, Xuan Feng's body was stunned, and he said secretly: "The prestige of those three people, but the god-like existence in the world, is not comparable to the four of us, who is he?" Looking around, sure enough, there was still a trace of the true yuan of the Purple Mountain nearby, and he must have been poisoned. I don't know what means he used to make the Purple Mountain God disappear, but I think it must have been some kind of trick, there is no one else here except him, and his aura is so evil. Then he showed the color of anger, and the five fingers of his right hand were bent, and the yellow qi was wrapped around the five fingers.

The mysterious man disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared outside the Xuanfeng, his left arm slightly bent, and the long sword wheel in his hand swept away. Xuan Feng, who had long been unable to hold back, met it head-on, and five Xuanhuang True Qi on his right arm shot out quickly. The mysterious man's body was frozen three feet away from Xuan Feng, his face was expressionless, and suddenly the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said lightly: "Restraint?" The mysterious man's body shook, and the five Xuanhuang True Qi shocks dissipated, and Xuan Feng was repelled by this impact several feet away. With the dissipation of Xuanhuang True Qi, the surrounding black smoke billowed out, and a trace of cold aura hit the body, Xuanfeng intuitively felt a burst of qi and blood churning in his body, and his body couldn't help but languish.

"Fourth brother, what kind of person is he? Xuan Feng was worried about the fourth brother's injury, and secretly speculated about his origin.