In the depths of the Longteng Mountain Range, there is a huge mountain that is ten thousand feet high, and the tall mountain is prohibitive, domineering and unparalleled. From a distance, this mountain is like a high pyramid, the palaces and pavilions on it are numerous, and the hierarchy is clear at a glance.

But at this moment, the entire mountain has been surrounded by endless demonic energy, and the shouts of killing are endless, and this situation has lasted for half a year.

In the palace on the highest floor of the mountain, the two of them sat opposite each other, both of them had white beards and hair, but their faces did not see much old age, and it was not an exaggeration to call them crane-haired children.

These are the only two Yuan Infant monks in the Yiyuan Sect - Yihong Zhenren and Cao Qian.

Yihong Zhenren listened to the sound outside, a trace of indescribable grief appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, how are you going?"

"It's already been arranged! Even the candidates who notified the other three factions have been arranged, but I don't know...... Will they be able to bring the news over safely? ”

Yiyuan Sect fell into the siege of the Black Wind Gate as early as half a year ago, and surrounded the mountain with the Demon Heaven Vertical and Horizontal Array, one of the ten great arrays, not to mention people, even a bird could not fly out, which is why the Yellow Sand Gate could quietly appear in Huangzhou.

"The news released to the three sects is just the last thing this sect has done for Longxi, and the next road can only rely on ourselves!

"Yes! When life and death are at stake, we can only do it here. ”

"Well, when you break through, you leave with your disciples, and leave the rest to me!" Yihong Zhenren's words were very plain, like an ordinary conversation, but Cao Qian's face changed greatly when he heard it.

"What, Senior Brother, didn't we say okay? You and I are responsible for attracting the Demon Dao, and several elders of the Yudan Stage will lead the elite disciples in the sect to escape, and then we will go to join them. Why have you changed your mind now?"

Yihong Zhenren smiled, and his smile was very miserable.

"You and I are different! I am the great elder of the Yiyuan Sect, and it is my duty to guard the family and guard the sect, I have grown here for 800 years, and there is a palace and a hall here, a grass and a tree, and I have my shadow imprinted, so I can't go. Let this old bone be buried with the Yiyuan Sect!"

"Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"In life, there are things to do and things not to do, junior brother, do you want to let your senior brother die, and face the ancestors of the Yiyuan Sect without shame?"

Cao Qian was so stunned that he couldn't say anything to refute.

"Actually, compared to me, it is even more difficult for you, when you get to the grassland, it is difficult to gain a firm foothold! But I believe that you can do it! Senior brother, I originally wanted to arrange a good arrangement in the next hundred years, so that you can take over the succession, and if you don't treat me when you have no choice, the future of the Yiyuan Sect will be on your shoulders! You, don't let me down!"

Cao Qian had tears in his eyes, he didn't know how many years he hadn't been like this, a hundred, two hundred years, or more......

"Senior brother, don't worry! I, Cao Qian, have done my best to make a comeback of the Yiyuan Sect!

"Well, if you say that, I'm relieved. ”

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

The mountain protection array collapsed.

Two wild laughs sounded in the sky, and the face of a real person changed, and his figure had already flown out.

A man and a woman stand in the void, the male is dark and vicious, and the female is slender and moving, but the body is as white as a dummy.

This is the person in charge of the Black Wind Gate - black and white.

Bai Sha was dressed in a thin veil, his delicate carcass was almost naked, and he smiled a little debauchery: "Yihong, it's really troublesome to break your turtle-like array! But why are you coming out alone? With you, you can't stop me and my wife!"

Yihong Zhenren's face was as calm as the surface of the water, and he took out five giant stone tablets one zhang high from the storage bag, and the five stone tablets each exuded a different brilliance, solemn and mysterious.

Seeing this, Bai Xu's complexion changed suddenly.

"Five Elements Seal the Demon Monument! Husband!

Three days later, a demonic stronghold in the north of the Longteng Mountain Range.

This is already the edge of Longxi, and the Demon Dao only left more than thirty low-level disciples and three foundation building period stores here, just to prevent some small fish and shrimp from escaping.

The three foundation-building monks were sitting together and chatting.

A male cultivator sighed: "Our senior brother is considered to have fallen blood mold, and he was actually arranged in such a remote place, I met Senior Brother Zhou a few days ago, and I hated it when I saw that kid's red face!"

"Hmph! If there is a benefit, you have to have a life, the other party is the strongest sect in Longxi, and this sect has also suffered heavy losses, many good friends have died, and there is not even a scumbag left!"

The male cultivator said disdainfully: "Senior brother, I look down on you too much if you say that, I wait for me to be a foundation building monk, and I am the happiest to kill the enemy on the battlefield, what is it to stay in this place where birds don't!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the sarcastic monk: "You kid clean your mouth for me!"

"Don't fight, huh? What's that?"

The three of them got up at the same time, and they saw a large number of monks in the distant sky.

"It's a monk of the One Yuan Sect! There are so many people, how is it possible!

"Want to report the news, it's too late!"

Cao Qian sprinkled all his anger on these demonic cultivators, and within a moment, there was no longer a living person here.

At this moment, he suddenly turned around, and saw a terrifying cyclone rising into the sky as far as he could see!

He was stunned, all the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect were stunned, and after an instant, everyone knelt down in the void, including Cao Qian himself.

A real person, fallen. One Yuan Sect, it's over!

..................

Xianxuanmen.

A figure stained red with blood appeared in Xianxuan Mountain, and immediately after, he fainted.

It took a lot of effort for several Immortal Xuanmen Sect Cultivators to wake him up, because this person's vitality has been cut off, and he can live until now, with only one breath!

This person was a foundation building monk of the One Yuan Sect, and he was also well-known among the foundation building period monks, and he died of anger after waking up with only one sentence.

"Yiyuan Sect, it's over!"

One sentence, just five words, made the entire Immortal Xuanmen monks of the Dan period silent.

Only Zhang Lingxuan's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible joy.

Three days later, at night, dark clouds covered the sun.

Deep in the depths of Baiyun Ancestor, on a high mountain that entered the clouds, opposite her, stood a golden-robed man, who was Chen Ying's master, the only scattered cultivation Yuanying monk in Longxi, Senior Lin.

At this moment, her face was extremely eager: "Brother Lin, are you still unwilling to make a move today?"

Senior Lin stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the void in the distance, and sighed for a long time: "If you should come, you will still come sooner or later, but now...... The time has not yet come!"

When Bai Yun Jushi heard this, he was rarely angry: "Lin Wuji! You and Senior Brother Gu are close friends, when Senior Brother Gu passed away, you promised him that if Xianxuan had a big change, you would make a move! Now, Xianxuan has reached the point of life and death, what are you waiting for!"

Lin Wuji, this is his name, everyone only knows his surname Lin, but almost no one knows his real name, in Longxi, there will definitely be no more than five fingers to know this name!

Lin Wuji didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the sea of clouds in the distance.

Click!

A lightning bolt pierced the sky, and in the void, a suspended sedan chair flew slowly, and there were no less than hundreds of people in front and behind the sedan chair, all of whom were young women, dressed in pink clothes, dancing, like butterflies wearing flowers.

The sedan chair stopped a thousand feet away from the two, and the hundreds of young women did not look at the two of them at all, but bowed down to the sedan chair void.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Lin Wuji snorted disdainfully, and when the hundreds of women heard this soft snort, they were all shocked, their faces were shocked, and they looked over.

The sedan curtain opened, and a purple-clothed young man holding a folding fan walked out, looking only in his early twenties, with a fair face, with a hint of evil smile on the corner of his mouth, the folding fan closed, and bowed to Lin Wuji: "Uncle Shi is well!"

"Uncle Shi!, who are you?" Lin Wuji's eyes narrowed, as if he was a little surprised, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint hint of abruptness.

"Junior Wuji Palace, seal away from Mo!"

"Feng Limo, you are the son of Feng Wuxin!"

"Exactly!"

Bai Yun Jushi said in surprise: "Wuji Palace! How could the people of Wuji Palace appear here?"

Wuji Palace, the strongest demon sect in the Central Continent, there is no one.

Longxi Xiuzhen is just a remote place on the entire continent, and it has never been valued by the Central Continent, but everyone who has been there knows how big the Central Continent is, and the sphere of influence of a big sect is equivalent to the entire land of Longxi!

The four inheritances of immortals, demons, Buddhas, and Confucianism in the Central Continent stand side by side! The incense has lasted for 10,000 years, and the weakest of the twelve authentic sects have more than ten Yuanying monks, and the strength of the strength can be seen.

Qiankun has no two souls, and the five elements move stars to break through the red dust.

The worry-free Buddha is jealous, and he does not forget to guide the way.

These four sentences are known to everyone on that continent, and no one knows them! They represent the supreme status of the Twelve Authentic Sects!

"The people of Wuji Palace, how could they come to Longxi? The other party is the young prince of Wuji Palace, but he calls Lin Wuji his uncle, what is the relationship between him and Wuji Palace?"

The purple-clothed young man continued: "The younger generation is ordered by my father to have a few words to bring to my uncle!"

"What do you have to say, let Feng Wuxin come in person, just a junior, he is also worthy of talking to this seat, give you three breaths of time, get out!"

Feng Limo obviously didn't expect Lin Wuji to be so resolute, and he didn't even give him half a chance, so he was stunned.

"One!"

"Two!"

Feng Limo gritted his teeth, but he still had no intention of leaving.

"Three!"

Lin Wuji put his fingers together, swept the void, and an incomparably slender golden sword qi shot out!

Feng Limo was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but no matter how fast the speed was, how could it compare to the sword qi released by the Yuanying Monk?

At this moment, Feng Limo's figure suddenly froze, a monstrous tacit understanding poured out of his body, a big hand stretched out, and the light sword qi suddenly dissipated into invisibility.

"What!" Bai Yun Jushi was shocked, no one knew Lin Wuji's terrifying situation better than her, he was only a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant on the surface, but she was also in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and in Lin Wuji's hands, she couldn't take ten moves at all!

Even if he was just a random sword qi, it was not something that anyone could take, let alone such an understatement.

Click! Another lightning bolt, the electric light passed through the demonic energy, faintly visible a majestic body, exuding an indescribable arrogance, and when the demonic energy dissipated, revealing an evil face, in the center of the two sword eyebrows, was an extremely bright purple rune, and the purple light emitted from it even dyed his face purple.

It is no different from Feng Limo, but the breath is worlds apart.

The Baiyun monk lost his voice and said, "Purple-faced Heavenly King!"

"Borrowing the method of possessing the soul with the body! Feng Wuxin, you are still here after all!"

This book has been written to 400,000 words so far, there is no contract, no recommendation, no readers, the author himself is very hurt, is there any way to make this book sign successfully?