In Yunlu, Zhongtu, on the mountainside of Guansheng Mountain, a huge mountain gate stands here.
It is two hundred feet high, almost level with the peak. There are only three words "Guanlingzong" inscribed on the stone tablet!
"It's only the end of October, and it's already frozen on the mountain. The past two years have been strange, with each year getting colder and colder than the previous."
"According to Master, the spiritual tide has risen, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is turbulent, which has caused a strong cold current in the north. It is said that in the past few years, the weather in the Cloud Realm and the entire Cloud Realm will be unpredictable, and there will be frequent disasters everywhere? "
"Is there such a thing?"
The speakers were two Taoist boys in green shirts, both holding long swords in their hands and looking solemnly at the steps down the mountain.
"Speaking of Master, I rushed to Donglin a few days ago under the order of Master Daoling Palace. I don't know what happened now. It is said that many people have died over there. Could it be—"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Master is very capable and is the head of our sect. Nothing will happen to him! It is said that this time in the Dao Spirit Vault Realm, more than 140 spiritual realm cultivators were employed, and even hundreds of them were employed at the ninth level. It’s huge. Not to mention a Qiantian Mountain, even if it flattens the entire East Linyun Continent, what’s the difficulty?”
"That's true! It's ridiculous that the Qiantian Demon King actually dares to destroy our Taoist sect. He is so arrogant that he is seeking his own death! Do you really think that as the king of a country, you can fight against our Taoist Spiritual Firmament Realm? I don’t know that all the sects of our Taoist sect can crush his little Qian Tianshan with just a flip of his hand. In fact, the master of Wuxu Palace has been too soft-tempered in the past two years. In my opinion, it is best to crush Qian Tianshan. Kill until the rivers of blood flow, leaving not a blade of grass behind!"
"Of course they want to annihilate their clan!"
"But I also heard that that man is very strong in swordsmanship—"
"No matter how strong your swordsmanship is, can it be compared to my uncle who entered the spiritual realm hundreds of years ago?"
The older boy on the left sneered, and then said with a little doubt: "How strange! Today is the day when our Guanling Sect opens its gate. Why haven't the senior brothers who are responsible for ushering him back yet?"
The boy holding the sword on the right was equally puzzled. Then he raised his eyebrows again: "Who is that person?"
Both of their gazes were fixed on the cloud sky in the distance. Only a figure was seen, walking in the air. He was about sixteen years old and dressed in bright gold. Her face is as plump as jade, and she is handsome and fair enough to be the envy of all women.
But none of these are the sword he is holding in his hand. It's conspicuous and eye-catching.
Tens of thousands of feet away, the wisps of sword intent were already rushing towards this place.
"laugh!"
There was a sudden whistle on the cheek, first it was cold, then it was hot.
The sword-wielding boy on the left, who was in a cold daze, reached out and touched it subconsciously, and his hands were actually covered with blood. Only then did he realize that there was a scar on his face for no apparent reason.
Then the sound of 'chichi'. Continuous. The surrounding vegetation was cut into pieces by an invisible force that was extremely sharp.
The mountain gate stone sign behind it was also filled with rubble. Finally, it couldn't bear it any longer and collapsed.
On both of them. At this moment, countless wounds appeared.
The boy couldn't help but be confused as to who this person was. When the person returns to his throne, does this sword intention have such prestige
The next moment I realized that a big enemy was coming!
He was about to use his spiritual skills to warn the top of the mountain. On top of that mountain top. There was already movement.
An old voice suddenly echoed through the sky.
"Who is your Excellency? Why did you come to invade my sect's mountain for no reason?"
When the words fell, a huge light curtain built purely from the spirits of the five directions suddenly opened.
Covering 30,000 feet, it envelopes the entire Guansheng Mountain.
But the figure still walked slowly and slowly, with sword intent surging, even the mountain-protecting formation couldn't stop his steps.
One after another, there were bursts of "bop-bop" sounds, which were the sword energy clashing with the mountain-protecting formation. The surrounding spiritual restrictions are constantly disintegrating.
"Is this the Guanling Sect?"
The skyline of Guansheng Mountain was covered by dark clouds at some point.
Hundreds of thousands of thunderbolts penetrated the clouds. The electric snakes danced wildly, and the green light shone endlessly, making this area still as bright as daylight.
There are also countless black empty blades, tearing the sky apart and flying in and out.
Where the young man is, there is even more flames burning. There are also icy blue, green and white brilliance all around, constantly lighting up and extinguishing.
Standing among them, he was completely unharmed. He only glanced at the collapsed mountain gate stone sign with a faint gaze.
Confirmed without a doubt -
I had heard in my previous life that when the Dao Ling Qiong Realm was at its peak, there were three thousand sects under it. This Guanling Sect is exactly one of them -
Then there is no need to say more!
A blue-white sword light suddenly erupted from his sleeve. In an instant, it rose up to tens of thousands of feet, and then turned into thousands of sword shadows, sweeping upward.
The two boys holding swords were the first to bear the brunt.
He could only stare blankly at the sword lights, which split the spiritual forbidden formation talismans one by one from under the stone steps, cutting everything in front of them into powder!
The stone steps are shattering, and the rune light curtain is also disintegrating!
Endless, this is the tide of swords! The surge of swords!
"How courageous! Don't you know that Guan Ling Sect is one of the three thousand sects?"
The old man on the top of the mountain was obviously shocked and angry. The entire mountain guarding formation was rolling like a millstone.
More blade shadows fell across the sky with a sky full of Gang Qi energy.
More than a hundred powerful warriors flew to the mountainside one after another to resist the endless sword tide.
But the thousands of sword shadows have not dissipated even a little. On the contrary, the mountain-protecting spiritual formation is still collapsing!
There are hundreds of martial arts cultivators, including one who is at the ninth level. But he couldn't resist for a moment. Blood rained all over the sky, and his flesh and blood were scattered to pieces.
As long as there is a slight contact, it will be cut into pieces by the sword light in the sky.
So domineering!
No hole can be penetrated, no gap can be drilled. Even if there is a slight flaw, it will collapse immediately. The spiritual formation is like this, and so are people!
Faintly visible, behind the young man, shadows of dragons appeared and disappeared.
The two boys holding swords were already as pale as paper. I want to retreat, but how can I move away from this torrential sword pressing in front of me
The old man's voice paused, and then he finally thought of something. When he spoke again, there was a slight tremor in his words.
"Are you Zong Shou? Are you Zong Shou, the demon king of Tianshan Mountain?"
The young man said nothing, and the three thousand-foot black thunder wings spread out. Then countless purple thunders, mixed with the Lu family's sky-burning flames, spread around.
The spiritual flames burned the sky, making it impossible for the broken spiritual formation barrier to recover even half a point.
The pupils of the two boys holding swords suddenly opened.
Is this person in front of me Zong Shou? That Demon King from Qiantian Mountain
But why is this person not in Qiantian Mountain, but here instead
What a strong sword! Yes, this person was able to defeat the six most powerful geniuses in the world just by himself. Known as invincible in the cloud world—
The old man's voice sounded again: "What do you mean by this, Your Majesty? The dispute between Dao Ling Qiong Realm and Qian Tian Mountain has nothing to do with our Guansheng Sect. If there is any misunderstanding, I can explain it!"
boom!
There was an explosion, and the entire mountain-protecting formation finally collapsed. Thousands of sword shadows, no longer hindered, swept forward violently.
The bodies of the two boys holding swords were shattered immediately.
Then the sword tide swept along the stone steps to the top of the mountain. All the trees, rocks, houses, and pavilions were shattered into pieces by the sword energy!
Countless drops of blood rained down.
There were also a few people who were lucky enough to escape from the top of Guansheng Mountain. However, it could not fly more than a thousand feet when a sword light came from the sky, causing its body to shatter into pieces and fall down the mountain.
In just ten breaths, the entire scenic mountain returned to silence, a dead silence.
On the top of the mountain, there was only one person left, Zongshou.
He looked around with indifferent eyes, and his spiritual consciousness was far away.
Until this was confirmed, there was no one left alive. A total of 2,234 people died, and then they looked away.
Then he waved his sword light and carved the word 'two' on the ground.
This was the second sect he slaughtered, but it was just the beginning.
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!
He must pay the same price for the blood of millions of people! Zong Shou has never had the temperament to just sit in a lonely city and let others bully him!
A little light and shadow flashed, and it was the Yuanyi Soul Sword that also shuttled back.
I felt in the distance that the person who had just torn apart the space and escaped outside the cloud world had completely disappeared. Zong Shou gave a cold sigh and stopped lingering. He took a step forward and was a hundred feet away again.
The next one is Wenyi Mountain, 1,700 miles away.
Just a moment later, several flying boats came through the sky. There are two Qingshang Taoists on each side, leading a group of children.
When they stopped under the mountainside, the Taoists realized something was wrong.
They flew into the sky one after another, but they saw that the beautiful mountain top, like a fairyland, was completely empty.
It was as if it had been battered by countless storms and was in a mess. There are also countless amounts of blood, which form springs and gurgling down the mountain.
Several people looked at each other, their faces were extremely pale, and their eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
Who is this? Flattened the entire Guanling Sect
The children who came with the boat were also panicked.
The next moment, heart-wrenching wails sounded from the top of the mountain.
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One thousand seven hundred miles away, ask Yishan.
This mountain is only a thousand feet long and is not very beautiful. It got its name because the surrounding terrain looks like a chessboard. The scattered rocks are actually very neat, black and white, like chess pieces.
Therefore, every day, this place is crowded with tourists and literati, who come and go incessantly. As long as it's not winter, people can be seen everywhere on the mountain.
There is only one place where tourists are banned. It is the Wenyi Temple on the top of the mountain. Except on the fifteenth day of every month, the gate is opened to accept believers to offer incense. The rest of the time, the doors are closed.
Although Wenyiguan is not as big a sect as Holy Land Lingfu, it is still one of the strongest sects within a thousand miles. There are nearly a thousand martial arts cultivators and hundreds of spiritual masters, with considerable strength.
At this time, in a pavilion in the temple, two Taoists were sitting across from each other across the chessboard. One person smiled and said nothing, but the other frowned and looked at the chessboard in front of him.