"Don't panic when you see what kind of changes in the world later."
The disciples of Qingshan Sect asked the people in the town to go home, and some tourists rushed back to the inn, and the street was quickly emptied.
A disciple looked at the corpse on the ground and asked in puzzlement, "This disciple from the Underworld Department has ordinary soul fire and low magic power, how dare he stay here?"
A disciple replied: "Who knows? Maybe he just wants to see his master's uncle ascend. Who wouldn't want to see such a grand sight?"
Suddenly there was a wind, and the green leaves of the big trees beside the road fell.
The disciples looked up at the sky, and saw hundreds of sword lights heading towards the peaks in high altitudes, and then more than ten magic treasure-specific fluorescent lights filled the sky, and finally a huge lotus seat came across the sky , Zen fluttering is actually higher than the sky.
"Could it be the old lady of Xuanling Sect?"
"Master Ungracious!"
"Mirror Sect Chief History!"
"That sword energy soared into the sky, so powerful, could it be that person?"
"The brothers from Liangwang Peak are back, and the elder Si from Shangde Peak is also back!"
"The curtain roller is here too?"
The disciples were so shocked that they couldn't speak. If it wasn't for today's big event, how could it be possible for them to see so many important figures at the same time.
Zhao Layue ignored these things, mentioned Yin San's body and walked out of the town.
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That Master Meng didn't leave the town, but stood on a tall tree outside the town, looking at the peak, with mixed emotions.
Uncle Jingyang's seniority is very high, he is the younger brother of Daoist Taiping, even the head of the sect should respectfully call him "Little Martial Uncle".
It is said that this master uncle is extremely talented and has created countless unimaginable records in the practice world. However, he has been practicing in the Ninth Peak all year round and rarely sees outsiders. Few of the big disciples in the peaks have seen this master uncle His true colors, not to mention him.
Today, not only the heads of the major sects are here, but also many secluded experts from other worlds.
He didn't expect that even the legendary Zen master of the Buddhist sect would come.
It is heard that the power of other continents may be hidden deep in the clouds.
It was indeed a grand event unseen in thousands of years.
If that sword energy comes from the sword god, what about the sword master
Master Meng was a little dazed.
Those names were too far from him.
The mountain was further away from him.
He had only heard some rumors about that master uncle.
It is said that when the head master mentioned this elder who was practicing in seclusion in the peaks after succeeding to the throne, he only said the three words "little master uncle" and stopped talking, there were too many inexhaustible meanings.
He understands why, just like the entire Qingshan sect understands why Uncle Jian, the sword lawyer at Shangde Peak, never respects this master uncle, but only sneers coldly.
The little master's uncle is the powerhouse with the highest level of practice in the Qingshan sect and even in the entire continent.
But from the day he stepped into the green hills, he has been meditating among the peaks, rarely showing himself in front of people, let alone taking action.
He has not participated in the Mei Hui on behalf of the Qingshan Sect, has not competed with Chaoge's dynasty powerhouses, has not competed with hidden masters from other sects, and cannot see him in the secret bloody battle between the practice sect and the elder Ming. He was not seen in the three battles between the strong practitioners in the snow country.
On the long road of cultivation, he did nothing but practice.
Yes, only this kind of practitioner who has no external objects in his heart and no emotion can reach the end of the road of cultivation and go to an unimaginable realm.
It's just, this kind of cultivation career... No matter how high the cultivation base of the master and uncle is, what is the significance to these younger disciples? What is the significance to Qingshan Sect? What is the significance to the common people in the world
No matter how shocking the world is, legends are just legends and cannot exist in the real world, so let's go.
Looking at the looming peak in the fog, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
When he saw Zhao Layue walking out of the town with the corpse of the monster from the Underworld, the bitterness in his smile disappeared, he was a little surprised, but very relieved.
The whole world was looking at that mountain, but she wasn't.
Why is Dao Xin so peaceful at such a young age
She is indeed the genius girl that the entire Qingshan sect is watching secretly.
Suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at the peak again.
As he said, those who are qualified to look at that mountain are all looking there at this moment.
The clouds and mist among the peaks seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, rolled violently, and flowed towards the surrounding fields, gradually revealing the deep blue sky.
A few blurred lights and shadows in the depths of the clouds were forced to emerge, saluting towards the Tianguang Peak where the Qingshan Sect is located, seemingly calm, but actually quite embarrassing.
Farther away, two groups of black shadows glowing with cold flames retreated at high speed, looking very embarrassed.
Can Master Meng guess that one of them should be the high priest of the Underworld, and who is the other
The Qingshan formation did not launch an attack, but laughter resounded from Tianguang Peak, and at the same time, there was an extremely powerful sword intent.
That sword intent swept towards the surrounding peaks like a wave.
A ray of sword light rose from the cliff, as if forced to respond, it drifted away.
It wasn't until the sword light retreated three thousand miles away and came to the West Sea that the sword intent from Tianguang Peak gradually subsided.
"The sect master has released his sword!" Master Meng was slightly startled.
There are not many people in the entire continent who are qualified to let the head of the Qingshan Sect use the Chengtian Sword.
That cold light above the West Sea is the sword of the Sword God
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No matter what happened, even if these big figures in the famous universe appeared one after another, it would have no effect on Ninth Peak.
The lonely peak was still so quiet, as if there was no breath.
Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, more than a dozen bolts of lightning tore through the blue sky, and dozens of thunderbolts blasted towards the lonely peak!
The thunder and lightning that contained the majesty of the heavens and the earth failed to touch the peak, and they were chopped into pieces and turned into green smoke.
Because a sword light was born in the lonely peak.
No one knows who is stronger between this sword and the previous Chengtian sword.
Not to mention this Master Meng, even those big things three thousand miles away can't see it.
The sword light that appeared on the isolated peak didn't seem to have any power.
That was a sword, extremely simple, cutting towards the sky casually.
Tianlei met it and died.
Jianguang continued to move upwards.
There was a soft hiss.
A very thin crack appeared in the blue sky.
Countless golden and jade-like luminous pastes flowed down from the crack, scattered in the wind, and turned into countless light spots, illuminating the entire continent.
Slashing the sky with one sword
When the great practitioners above the classics ascended, they relied on their own cultivation to fight against the thunder, until they finally passed the test, the thunder stopped, and the light fell like a goddess, only then could they see the sky-reaching sky. avenue.
Today Master Jingyang's uncle did not wait for the second round of thunder to come, so he took the initiative to unleash his sword.
Is he going to use his own sword to forcibly cut a road to the sky
What kind of courage is this! What kind of self-confidence!
Master Meng was extremely shocked, his face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly.
The Lord of the Sword Light on the West Sea, and the powerhouses who watched the ceremony in the Qingshan Sect were also shocked and speechless when they saw this scene.
On the isolated peak, the sword light was still heading towards the sky.
The gangster roared, and the sky thundered non-stop.
The sword ignored it, and just aimed upwards.
If it is said that this is the last test given by heaven and earth to the practitioner who is about to ascend, the response of this sword light can be said to be completely rude.
The battle between the majesty of heaven and earth and that sword intent had already dispelled the clouds and mist among the mountains, and the nine peaks of Qingshan Zong finally appeared in the eyes of the world at the same time for the first time, but no one paid attention, because everyone's eyes fell on the sword light.
The sword light was getting closer and closer to the sky.
The rift in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and the dripping light is getting thicker and thicker, making the sky and the earth brighter and brighter.
Whether it is the houses in the town or the cliff caves between the peaks, they are all covered with a layer of golden light, like a real fairyland or a kingdom of God.