The written history of Xuyuan Luzhou exceeds one million years.
It started from the ancient immortals who discovered this world and left behind the inheritance of Xuanmen's righteous path.
When demon statues descend from the sky, and demonic ways spread...the years are like a surging river, carrying all living beings to distant places.
For millions of years, various disasters have occurred in the world of cultivation, and the struggle between the orthodox sect of Xuanmen and the demonic monks has lasted for eternity.
But this time, it seems to be enough to start a new era!
Half a year ago, the White Bone Demon Sect first announced the closure of the mountain gate.
Subsequently, Xuanmen Golden Pill monks fell one after another!
First, there is Jiang Beihai, the leader of Bailian Sect.
Then there are the Jindan sects such as Yuntian Sect, Qingyun Mountain, Dizang Temple, and Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.
The person who took action was dressed in white clothes and looked extremely handsome. He used an ice phoenix puppet as his charioteer to kill ordinary golden elixir monks like slaughtering chickens and dogs.
Several major sects used their treasures to suppress the sect, but still could not reverse the outcome.
The mysterious monk has a magic weapon called the Immortal Binding Rope in his hand!
Whether it was the Transparent Sword of the Yuntian Sect, the Divine Cave Sand of the Bailian Sect, or even the Divine Sky Thunder Ship and Sky-Opening Ax of the Qingyun Mountain, they were all tied up with the Immortal Rope and sealed, becoming the things in the hands of the mysterious monks.
After eighteen golden elixirs fell one after another, the elder of the golden elixir who had been in seclusion for many years in Qingyun Mountain rushed to take action and ended this golden elixir disaster!
It's not because Gao Chong beat the mysterious monk.
But when Gao Chong was about to be defeated, the Seven Killers came floating in and stopped the mysterious monk.
After that, the mysterious monk went to the sea...
Overseas golden elixir monsters suffered disaster one by one!
…
This day.
Outside the White Bone Demon Sect, on the coast of the South China Sea.
The peak of a majestic mountain was cut off, revealing a huge platform with an area of 100 acres.
On the platform, thousands of White Bone Demon Sect monks were busy, using all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to build an extremely complicated and magnificent formation!
The formation that captures the sky.
Ziyue stood in the void outside the formation, her beautiful eyes looking at the formation without blinking, her expression serious.
Pang Yue stood beside her with his hands folded, a look of curiosity on his face.
Soon after.
The array is set up.
All White Bone Demon Sect monks withdraw.
"Fellow Taoist Ziyue, please stop!"
Pang Yue stretched out his hand in vain.
Ziyue nodded, waved her hand, and thirty-three round, golden elixirs flew out and landed in the formation according to a specific trajectory.
This formation actually uses the lifetime mana of thirty-three Golden Elixir monks as fuel!
"Please, fellow Taoist Pang, protect me!"
Ziyue said, then sat cross-legged in the void, forming complex and mysterious hand seals with her hands, activating the formation.
boom!
A large array with a radius of hundreds of acres suddenly erupted with intense spiritual light, and thirty-three light pillars surged from the ground and shot straight into the sky!
Countless runes wandered and swirled among the thirty-three pillars of light.
The sky suddenly darkened, thick clouds gathered, and thunder rolled in.
Rumble!
A thunderbolt as thick as a bucket struck down violently.
Pang Yue shot out a divine light of separation and hatred, eliminating the thunder invisible.
next moment.
Hundreds of thunderbolts fell at the same time, covering Ziyue and Pang Yue together.
Ziyue controls the formation and cannot take action.
Pang Yue shouted softly, and a bright sword light appeared, passing through the sky in an instant, and slashed in the air!
The thunder in the sky disappeared.
The clouds parted and the sky suddenly appeared.
The sword energy reaches the sky and will not dissipate for a long time.
Pang Yue was just proud of his swordsmanship, when suddenly black clouds gathered in the sky again!
Thunders that were more powerful than before fell one after another!
It’s like the wrath of heaven!
"Fellow Daoist Pang, if this formation does not stop, the catastrophe will not stop."
Ziyue glanced at Pang Yue and said something.
Pang Yue sighed, put away the Seven Killing Sword, and turned to the Heavenly Book of Lihen, holding up a divine light of Lihen, covering a hundred miles of land, protecting the formation and the two of them.
The catastrophe is like a waterfall, coming down with a crash.
The divine light of Lihen is bright and clear, dissociating all the lightning and eliminating it invisible.
The power of heaven became heavier and heavier, and Pang Yue began to struggle.
The remaining Jindan Daxiu in this world all noticed the strange phenomena on the White Bone Demon Sect and watched from a distance.
Finally, Ziyue stopped her hand and stood up.
There was a slight shock between heaven and earth.
There seemed to be a faint cry.
Countless monks suddenly felt a sense of loss in their hearts!
Savor it carefully, but you can't put it in words.
I just felt as if something extremely precious had been taken away.
Pang Yue carefully sensed the aura of heaven and earth around him and said, "Sure enough, the aura of heaven and earth is losing."
Zi Yue took it for granted and smiled slightly: "This is the Age of Ending Dharma. After a hundred years, there will be no more monks in this world."
She reached out and grabbed it, and an ancient rune condensed with endless white light was captured in the void.
This rune is simple, but it gives people a sense of simplicity.
The simple runes seemed to carry the law of heaven, which was extremely heavy.
"Is this the origin of Jie Tian?"
Pang Yue looked at the runes and asked curiously.
"You will see me often in the future."
Ziyue gave him a meaningful look and turned her hand to put away the rune.
The two stood in the void, their clothes fluttering.
The thick clouds in the sky disappeared, revealing the light blue sky again.
In the distance, the setting sun casts a large golden glow where the sea and sky meet.
Seabirds circled in the air and made melancholy calls.
Pang Yue looked at the scenery between heaven and earth with nostalgia, and was speechless for a moment.
…
Thirty years later.
Qiyaotian.
The Bone Demon Palace floats in the endless sky.
Below, a majestic mountain towering ten thousand feet high.
At this time.
The mountain is surrounded by divine light, the mountain-protecting formation is dilapidated, and countless streams of light are coiling and colliding around the majestic mountain.
Every stream of light represents a monk!
Monks are dying all the time, and their blood is spilled in the sky!
This mountain is the ancestral home of the Wanxiang Sect, the largest sect in Qiyaotian.
Three days ago, the Supreme Elder of the Wanxiang Sect was beheaded in front of the mountain gate by a sword from outside the sky.
Later, a group of monks calling themselves the White Bone Demon Sect brazenly attacked the Wanxiang Sect.
The battle is endless.
Both sides suffered casualties, but after the Wanxiang Sect lost its top combat power, the Supreme Elder, the Golden Core monks fell one after another.
Pang Yue stood on the steps in front of the White Bone Demon Palace, looking expressionlessly at the fighting below.
This is the nineteenth Small Thousand Worlds he has conquered!
Every time he arrived in a realm, he would first attack the most powerful local force, wipe it out in one fell swoop, and shock the world. Then he would calmly set up the Heaven Seizing Formation to collect the source of the realm.
Not long after.
A stream of light flew from below and flashed in front of Pang Yue.
"Master, Wanxiang Sect has been captured."
Tantai Xue wears a long cyan dress, her temperament is ethereal and transcendent, her aura is surging, and she has reached the late stage of Jindan.
She has mastered Pang Yue's true heritage, and also practiced several top magic arts. Her strength is so strong that within the entire White Bone Demon Sect, she is inferior to Pang Yue.
Even compared to Pang Yue when he was in Ruyuan Luzhou thirty years ago, he is no worse at all.
Many times, there is almost no need for Pang Yue to take action, and Tantai Xue can take charge of the overall situation alone.
"Collect treasures, cultivate for a month, then plunder the world and set up formations..."
Pang Yue said calmly.
"Master, you want me to pay attention to the ancient rocks. I just saw a lot of them in the Wanxiang Sect. I will send them to you personally."
When Tantai Xue turned around and left, she said something intentionally or unintentionally.
Pang Yue's eyes flashed with excitement and he said, "Okay."