In the blink of an eye, another day passed, and the projection of the plane beads suspended above the sky became more and more real, it seemed that it was not far from the day of breaking the boundary, and the faces of many monks were already full of uneasiness, but most of them were still very calm, they firmly believed that the Kunlun Sect would definitely activate the dimensional teleportation array before the day of breaking the boundary.

At noon, Wu Daoan, Han Zongxian and Qin Yuqing were sitting in the tent eating. If you can't cultivate to get a pill, you can't open the valley after all, and you still eat to maintain it. For example, Wang Xixian doesn't need to eat at all, and sits quietly outside the tent all day long, as if he has settled down.

Han Zongxian had collected some of the killed demon beast meat before, and at this moment he was carefully roasting it on the bonfire, and it actually exuded bursts of tempting aroma, and several people devoured it, praising Chef Han's craftsmanship again and again. Wu Daoan was a little curious: "Old Han, I remember that the dishes you cook are also very fragrant, who did you learn these crafts from?"

Han Zongxian smiled slightly: "Of course it's self-taught." I often walk alone, so I have to practice cooking for the sake of my stomach. ”

Qin Yuqing on the side asked curiously, "Do you often go out to travel?" She didn't know that Han Zongxian was from another world. At this juncture, because of the matter of the Tianyun Sect, the Earth Monk has an extremely hatred for the Otherworldly Monk, so he must not reveal his true origin. Han Zongxian naturally responded casually and talked about his travel experiences.

The three of them were eating and chatting around the campfire, and when they were enjoying themselves, the earth suddenly shook violently. The three of them hurriedly ran out of the tent. I saw that the Kunlun Mountain hanging high in the distance was full of colors, a huge pillar of light penetrated the sky, and endless clouds rotated rapidly with the pillar of light as the center. Wang Xixian also stood up and looked in the direction of Kunlun, his face expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking. Many monks from all directions also looked excited and complicated, and they all focused on Kunlun Mountain.

After about a stick of incense, the pillar of light gradually receded, and a small black hole appeared in the air, revealing a desolate and void aura, and began to slowly expand. At this time, I heard a monk shouting from a distance: "The teleportation array has been activated, if you don't do it at this time, you won't wait for a while!" Then, I saw about dozens of figures soaring into the air one after another, blasting wildly at the light curtain shrouded in Kunlun. There was an angry roar from the mountain, but it was a pity that no matter how transcendent the status of Kunlun Mountain was, it couldn't stop these many top masters in the world. After a while, a small gap was punched out of the light curtain, and all kinds of light shot into it, and some of the people below who were at the level of cultivation also controlled the magic weapon and flew towards the gap. Wang Xixian didn't say much, a giant hand with condensed true qi grabbed the three of them, and they came to Kunlun Mountain in a few breaths.

In this way, Wu Daoan entered the legendary Xiuzhen Holy Land. She looked up and saw that there were all kinds of ancient buildings around her, all of which were majestic and faintly filled with green smoke. Although the outside of Kunlun Mountain is a side of ice and snow and cold weather, the mountain is a scene of spring all year round, with all kinds of green plants and beautiful flowers and plants, and there are white cranes flying in the sky from time to time, the whole scene of a fairyland on earth. The only discord was the light curtain that had just been penetrated, and the snowflakes were pouring in through the gaps, incompatible with the spring scene in the mountains.

And at this moment, in front of her was a huge tower. Looking up from below, the spire is almost hidden in the clouds. At this moment, all the monks who broke into Kunlun gathered around the tower, and it seemed that the teleportation array should be inside the tower. More than ten Taoist priests in purple-shirted gossip robes were standing side by side in front of the tower, and an old man led by him glanced at the surrounding foreign monks, and he did not panic, calmly made a compilation, and said: "Poor Dao Ji Mingyu, is the chief elder of my Kunlun Sect, and today I am fortunate to meet the masters of the four seas. But Wu Kunlun has indeed had disciples in retreat recently, and you have forcibly entered it like this, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. ”

A scrawny Dao Xiu among the people who came snorted coldly: "You and I know this matter well, so why do we need to hide it? Our intention is also very simple, that is, we want to go together, we can't just leave the people of your Kunlun faction, throw us here, and wait to be slaughtered by the other world like pigs and dogs." ”

Ji Mingyu, the Great Elder of Kunlun on the opposite side, looked abrupt and said, "I'm afraid that Daoyou's words are inappropriate. This teleportation array is the thing of our Kunlun Sect, how to use it and when to use it are the freedom of our Kunlun Sect, and it is not the turn of Daoist friends to dictate it. ”

At this time, a Buddhist monk spoke: "Amitabha, there is a difference in what Taoist friends say. The plane teleportation arrays in this world were all jointly established by the ancient sages, and it seems that our Buddhist ancestors also participated, but the location happened to be in your Kunlun, so how did it become your Kunlun's private property?"

Then a swarthy African alchemist also spoke, and said in half-baked Chinese: "Since the teleportation array was established by humans, it is the common wealth of all mankind, and we all deserve a share. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the Indians and Europeans around all around agreed with it. In fact, they are even worse than Dao Xiu. If Dao Xiu does what the post requires, there is still a glimmer of life, but they are different, Tianyun Sect has always regarded these magicians as sideways, and they don't even have the heart to surrender.

Ji Mingyu looked at the angry intruders in front of him, and his face became more and more gloomy: "Are you trying to rely on your own large number of people to bully the master?"

Another European magician spoke: "Mr. Ji's words are wrong. We are all earthlings, with the same roots, and we all go to the other world together to support and help each other, isn't it?"

Ji Mingyu snorted coldly: "The plane teleportation array consumes a huge amount, and I can only send 10 people with the power of Kunlun." If so many people teleport together, it will inevitably collapse halfway through, and everyone will not be able to live. ”

Another monk said contemplatively: "Listening to the elder's tone, do you want to only care about your own Kunlun Sect disciples, regardless of the life or death of our group?"

"So what?" said a desolate voice from the tower. The next moment, a thin old man walked out of the tower, looking plain, like the kind of old man in the residential community who goes to the neighborhood committee to play mahjong all day long. But Ji Mingyu looked very respectful when he saw him, and saluted solemnly: "Disciple see uncle." ”

At this moment, the faces of the surrounding people changed greatly. Ji Mingyu is a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period. What kind of cultivation does the person who can make him call his uncle a master? I saw that the little old man's eyes swept the people around him coldly, and he said, "When did my Kunlun Sect become the back garden of the world's monks, and I could go in and out at will like this. ”

Ji Mingyu bowed behind him and said, "The disciple is incompetent, he can't stop these people, and he hopes that Uncle Shi will forgive his sins." ”

The little old man ignored him, glanced at the people from all directions, and said coldly: "According to the rules of my Kunlun Gate, those who trespass on my mountain gate without reason will be punished with death." But there are so many people coming today. The door rules have to be changed a little. Tell me, who was the first to break into my Kunlun?"

A big elder behind him pointed to a middle-aged man in a green shirt and a slight chubby: "It's him!"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and then he arched his hand to the little old man: "Senior, under the white ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the little old man's figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he was back where he was, just holding the middle-aged man in his hand. The latter hurriedly told forgiveness: "The seniors spare their lives, the juniors will never dare to make a mistake again, please let the juniors have a way to live!"

As a result, the little old man ignored him and pressed one hand on his heavenly spirit cover. Not long after, a screaming Yuan Infant was held in the hand of the little old man, and with a little force, it was crushed.