When the monks of Pudao Mountain heard what Ji Shang said, their faces were moved, and they immediately jumped up, and the sword went up into the air, with a look of fear on his face, staring at the huge stone stele, which was towering into the clouds, like a giant sword, waiting for the momentum to strike, as if he was about to cut the stars up and the earth down.

The three characters of Fengling Valley engraved on the stone tablet have been completely covered with blood, and there is a faint glow of light red, and a little blood-red brilliance flashes around, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

The voice of "Gegege" sounded again, Ji Shang had already widened his eyes, staring at the stele, and finally realized at this moment that it was the bottom of the stele slowly pulling up, as if there was some mysterious power underneath to hold up this huge stele from the bottom up.

Ji Shang waved his hand and swept away Zhang Yu and the others lying under the stele, and then carefully looked at the bottom of the stele, where the bright red blood was flowing, and the smell of blood was shocking.

"It's ...... It's really this stone monument moving!"

"Could it be that under the stone stele, there is really something? Could it really be that Zhang Yu's waste wood called out his ancestors?"

"It is impossible for a man who has been dead for thousands of years to be resurrected again. ”

"Anyway, it's a bad omen, deputy master, why don't we withdraw first, and it's not too late to come back and check when the situation is clear." ”……

Seeing that it was really the stone tablet moving upwards, the monks of Pudao Mountain were suddenly shocked, and Zhang Yu's words before his death made them terrified, and many people wanted to leave this place of right and wrong.

"Don't panic, when I call the door master, the door master is well-informed and will know what the reason is, maybe the true inheritance of the Wind Spirit Valley has recognized us and is about to be born." Seeing the somewhat panicked scene around him, Ji Shang shouted, and the other people's ears were shocked, and gradually stabilized, but his eyes were still frightened, staring at this stone tablet, silent.

Ji Shang let out a long howl, and suddenly a sharp howl spread throughout the entire Wind Spirit Valley, and the howling sound was together, and soon in the Wind Spirit Valley, a long howl also sounded in response, and a long rainbow rushed from the inside of the Wind Spirit Valley towards the mountain gate.

After a while, Changhong arrived in front of the mountain gate, and an expressionless Pushan old monster appeared.

"It's all done, good!" he glanced left and right, and nodded in satisfaction.

"What's going on?" As soon as he finished speaking, perhaps sensing the uneasy expressions of the other monks, he asked towards Ji Shang.

As soon as the words of the old monster of Pushan were finished, a sound came out from under the stele again, this time the sound was louder, and some small stones on the stele shook off.

"Hey, what is this?" Without Ji Shang's explanation, the old monster of Pushan also heard this unusual sound, he looked at the sound, and also noticed the abnormality of the stele, so he squatted down and carefully looked at the bottom of the stele.

"This stone tablet ......" After a while, there was also a trace of abnormality on the face of the old monster of Pushan.

"Master, I don't know what the situation is, the stakes are very high, and I don't dare to jump to conclusions, so I called you to come and check. Ji Shang also squatted down, stared at the stone tablet with the old monster of Pushan, and explained to him.

"Did anything happen before?"

"It's nothing, it's just that when Zhang Yu died, he said that he would use his blood to sacrifice the ancestors of Wind Spirit Valley and kill us. ”

"How can such a thing be trusted, all of you stand away, and let me see what lies beneath this stele. ”

Pushan old monster waved his hand, let the others retreat, he drove the license into the air, raised his hands, a low roar, the wind blew in an instant, flying sand and stones, the bottom of the stele blew a towering tornado, wrapped the stele in the middle, the tornado blew the bottom of the stele, constantly flashed bursts of white halo, trying to pull up the stele, after a while, the tornado gradually subsided, and the stele did not move.

"It's kind of interesting!" Seeing this scene, the old monster of Pushan in the sky said expressionlessly, and then as soon as he stretched out his hand, a silver-white stick more than one meter long appeared in his hand, and the wind became bigger, but in the blink of an eye, it was dozens of zhang long, more than two zhang wide, and the silver light was shining, and the murderous aura was compelling.

"Eat me with a stick!" Pushan old monster raised his eyebrows, and roared angrily, like wind and thunder on the ground, he stood high in the air, holding a huge silver stick in both hands, like a god, majestic, and swept towards the giant monument.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the rolling sound wave resounded in the sky above the Wind Spirit Valley, and after the huge silver stick was slammed, the stone tablet did not collapse as the monk of Pudao Mountain thought, but still stood still and stood as before.

Such an earth-shattering blow only splashed some small rubble, and after the huge stick was broken, it continued to tremble in the air, and small whirlwinds continued to appear in the air.

Looking at the huge stele that still stands in front of him, the old monster of Pushan was shocked, he used eighty percent of his strength with this stick, even if it was a huge mountain, he was confident that under this blow, it could be completely broken, the stele was still as strong as ever, and his hands holding the stick were already drenched in blood, and the tiger's mouth was broken, and he almost couldn't hold the giant stick.

At this time, the stele finally changed again under the onslaught ......of the giant stick.

It began to pull up slowly, like a mysterious giant, slowly walked out from the ground, the bottom flowed out of a halo, it was made of white mist and light mixed together, the halo was soft at first, weak, like a light yarn floating with the wind, but with the gradual elevation of the stele, it became brighter and brighter, and the color slowly became colorful, and the brightness gradually made people dare not face it, as if a sun was rising!

The onlookers didn't know how much time had passed, but the huge stele finally stood still, and the light at the bottom of the stele gradually faded.

In the air, the huge stele does not have any support, but can float quietly, at the bottom of the original stele, a deep pit with a radius of dozens of zhang wide and hundreds of zhang deep appears, the deep pit is full of spiritual mist, and the spirit is shining.

Monk Pudao Mountain, when he saw it, was stunned, his heart was cold, and fear instantly enveloped every inch of his body.

In the deep pit, through the ethereal spiritual mist, dazzling divine light, you can vaguely see a huge four-legged creature wrapped in layers of pure spiritual qi above and below the body, it slowly stands up, the concentration of the spiritual qi mass is quite thick, so that from it radiates dazzling colorful divine light, even if it is far away, you can feel bursts of pure spiritual energy rushing to the face.

A colorful auspicious cloud appeared under the feet of this creature, and it stepped on the auspicious clouds, slowly stepping into the sky step by step, surrounded by layers of spiritual energy masses, shrouded in divine radiance, so that people could not see its appearance clearly.

"Humph!" A cold snort, as if traveling from ancient times to the present.

Although the cold snort was small, the old monster of Pushan on the ninth layer of Jindan was like thunder in the sky, and his body shook in the air, and the soles of the other monks who built the foundation were weak, and they collapsed directly on the ground, they were all stunned by this series of changes, under this stone stele, there was really a powerful creature, which was beyond their imagination.

"What's wrong with Wind Spirit Valley, is it going to perish?"

Then it actually spoke, and glanced around casually, the surrounding situation was clear at a glance, and the Wind Spirit Valley monk who fell in a pool of blood was really too conspicuous.

The aura around it finally stopped emitting dazzling divine light, and the divine glow gradually faded, but a little bit of brilliance was still surrounding it, and the old monster of Pushan and others in the distance finally vaguely saw the creatures under this stone tablet.

It has a dragon head, a golden horn on the dragon's head, and a pair of eyes, as bright as the stars, the cold light is shining, it seems to be able to see through the ancient and modern, the soul is captured, but under the dragon's head is a horse's body, the body is covered with pieces of golden lin's pieces the size of the palm, shining, from the dragon's head to the horse's back there are also horsemane like golden hair, shining, the four giant hooves supported by auspicious clouds, as if a kick can shatter the void, step on the sky.

It stood high in the air, looking at the world, and swept its eyes towards the Pushan old monster in the distance, and the Pushan old monster felt a coldness permeate from the depths of his heart to his whole body, and he couldn't move.

It turned around in the air at will, its appearance had changed, it was wearing a cloth scarf, its face was like a crown of jade, it looked like a middle-aged man, and it was carrying its hands behind its back, but its eyes did not change at all, and the cold light was shining.

High in the air, he swept the Wind Spirit Valley up and down casually, and then said slowly.

"Time flies, it seems that Wind Spirit Valley has really declined, the only thing that remains unchanged is these peaks and deep valleys, but even so, who is my Wind Spirit Valley invaded, is it Wanjian Gate or Liuyun Valley?"

Speaking of the back, the tone began to become cold, word by word popped out of his mouth, and at the same time, a terrifying aura rose to the sky, rolling up, straight into the sky, sweeping the Liuhe Eight Desolations, making the entire world change color, all the demon cultivators and beasts within a radius of thousands of miles were lying on the ground and trembling, while the monks below the Jindan cultivation level were weak in their legs and collapsed directly to the ground.

In the distant Wanjianmen, there is a mountain peak, called Wanjian Peak, towering into the clouds, cloudy and misty all the year round, wrapped by the thick aura of heaven and earth, it is the most mysterious place in the entire Wanjianmen, it is one of the holy places in the hearts of tens of thousands of disciples in the door, it is inhabited by one of the ancestors of the Yuanyuan Infant cultivation of Wanjianmen.

At this moment, in a mysterious cave mansion in the Ten Thousand Swords Peak, an old man with a crane hair and a childish face opened his eyes violently, and suddenly he was full of light, but his expression was extremely surprised, his figure flashed, and he was already in the sky of the Ten Thousand Swords Peak, looking in a direction in the distance.

At the same time, on another peak, a figure also flashed, and soon came to the old man's side, also an old man, but he was younger than the original old man, with a pair of bright eyes, shining.

"Senior Brother Yu, this breath?" the old man later also looked shocked and asked the old man before.

"I don't know, when there was a supreme person in the Beichen Continent who cultivated like this, it seems that he has reached the peak cultivation of Yuanying, but this breath doesn't seem to be my Terran monk, but I don't know if it's a friend or an enemy. The old man shook his head and looked into the distance, thoughtful.

"Senior Brother Yu, on Chenyuan Star, whether it is a human and demon cultivator or a demon cultivator, once the cultivation reaches the late Yuan Infant stage, isn't it all mysteriously missing, how can he still exist on Chenyuan Star?"

"I don't know, but in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, anything can happen, the important thing at the moment is to confirm whether this Daoist friend is an enemy or a friend, call the head of the sect, and ask if there is anything special happening in the Beichen Continent recently. The old man's eyes flashed, and he pondered for a moment before he spoke......

At the same time, something similar happened in the other six immortal gates, and for a while, a shadow hung over the heads of the seven great immortal gates.