Just when Lu Yi’s eyes looked strange in the rainforest world, and screams were heard from the sky.

The thousands of giant empty ships that were originally densely packed and parked outside the "hanging sky" have long since lost their previous neat formation.

As terrifying tremors continued to be heard from the originally peaceful suspended sky, even the nearby space began to be broken and cracked in large areas.

Many giant ships pushed their formations to the extreme to escape.

Countless cave gods even looked at the hanging hollow sky with some clues flashing through the cracks in space, their faces turned livid.

Before the biggest crack.

The many true kings of Dongtian Eight Heaven Sect are all boiling with magic power, as if they are facing a formidable enemy.

Xue Jiujing, who was wearing a gold-red palace dress, looked at the crack in the cave sky that faintly conveyed an ominous meaning, with solemn eyes.

"Xuankong Kongtian is the foundation of the sect that Xuankong Temple has been operating for countless years. The formations are endless! Even if all of them have been occupied by evil spirits from outside the sky... they should not break out at this time!"

"The movement at this time must be a big change!"

"I am preparing to open the road to heaven in advance and bring back the disciples of various sects!"

As Xue Jiujing finished speaking, there was immediately some commotion around him.

Then, many eyes were faintly focused on Zhenlei Zhenjun, who had a relaxed expression on the side.

"Huh?"

Noticed the shifting gazes of the people around me.

The smile on Zheng Lei Zhenjun’s face did not change and he continued to chuckle:

"What are you waiting to see Mr. Ben Zhen do?"

"This Hanging Hollow Sky was one of the best secret places in the world in ancient times!"

"When the Xuankong Temple suffered a catastrophe before, you all went in and had a look."

"If Princess Wanjing opens the door at this time, a trace of the evil spirit from outside will definitely leak out."

"When the time comes, who else wants to compete with that overwhelming army of magic weapons?"

"..."

"Army of magic weapons!"

Meng heard Zhenlei Zhenjun say this.

Among the group of True Lords around, many of them had dignified and hesitant expressions in their eyes.

Xuankong Temple was an ancient heavenly sect. It was so long ago that when Longli Heavenly Court was still there, it was the largest sect in the world.

Over the years, I don’t know how many powerful magic weapons I have accumulated.

Originally, these were the sect's secrets, things that suppressed luck.

But as the sky descends into the hanging void, everything changes instantly.

After countless magic weapons are transformed by life and heaven and give birth to spiritual wisdom, they become powerful monks.

They form an army among themselves, and they look down upon each other.

Not to mention that where the main sect of Xuankong Temple is located, there are even magic weapons and artifacts held by ancient powers to suppress it.

If not for the lack of heat at this time, they would not be able to wake up at all.

I am afraid that not only the hanging sky, but also the three hundred caves near the earth star will be poisoned.

In the silence of countless people.

After all, someone still frowned and said:

"Those who entered this time are all elite disciples from various sects."

"If we can't open the door, is it possible... to just watch them fall into it?"

"..."

Following the words of the True Monarch of Tianzong came out.

The smile on Zhenlei Zhenjun's face faded slightly, and he said calmly:

"So, do you want Princess Wanjing to open a road to heaven... to lead the disciples from various sects out?"

"..."

Zhenlei Zhenjun's tone was extremely rude when he said these words.

In the silence, only Xue Jiujing, who was opposite, said with a cold face:

"If only a little bit of it leaks out, it probably won't matter!"

"Now all the true kings of my three hundred caves are here."

"Even if some of the magic weapons and evil spirits rush out with that breath, they can be suppressed in the blink of an eye!"

As he spoke, there was even a ray of golden aura flying straight into the sky.

In the sky, a majestic and huge ancient gate was once again summoned.

"Oh?"

Seeing that Xue Jiujing had a disagreement, he called out the door.

Zhenlei Zhenjun's expression changed slightly and he sighed:

"Those who entered this time are all important disciples of various sects!"

"But my land of three hundred caves and the great realm of earth and stars, are they not important?"

"Open the door later. If something really happens...will we become sinners for the ages?"

As he said that, he looked at Xue Jiujing, who looked ashen and looked at him, bowed his hands and said:

"Princess Wanjing, the ancient Longli Heavenly Court suppressed the world!"

"Even now, half of the human emperor's positions still belong to the Xue family!"

"For the people of the world, thousands of sentient beings."

"I hope you...will give it some thought!"

"..."

"Thinking?"

There was a hint of coldness in his beautiful eyes, and Xue Jiujing glanced at the many True Lords nearby who had hesitant and ugly expressions.

Cai said coldly:

"Now that the wave has just begun, the many disciples in Xuan Kong Tian are all carefully selected as the mainstay!"

"It may not be a problem for the Purple Thunder Sect's great cause, but... can you really withstand this era of great conflict and chaos?"

As he said that, the ancient door in the sky could even faintly hear the sound of "crunching" and "crunching" slowly opening the door.

Xue Jiujing's body was filled with magical power.

"I must open this door at this time!"

"If you want to stop me... you can ask me about the Zhen Sect Divine Sword from Mount Taishi!"

Accompanied by Xue Jiujing’s cold eyebrows.

On the giant ship in Taishi Mountain in the far distance, there was already a looming and terrifying sword intent.

At this time, Zhenlei Zhenjun of the Purple Thunder Sect is being firmly locked.

Obviously, if a battle breaks out later, what will greet him...will be a thunderous blow.

"Heh..."

Faced with the terrifying sword intent that caused even the slightest trace of the aftermath to change the color of countless Tianzong True Lords.

Zhenlei Zhenjun showed no fear on his face.

Instead, he showed a helpless smile and said:

"This move is for the common people in the world."

"Now that everyone has paid attention, I, the Purple Thunder Sect, will not fight to the end."

"But..."

After a slight pause, Zhenglei Zhenjun's face flashed with indifference, and he stared at Xue Jiujing opposite with a cold expression and said:

"What if something big happens because we open the door today?"

"I hope Taishi Mountain can bear it!"

With the cold voice of Lord Zhenglei admonishing.

A tiny gap had opened in the portal, and suddenly a ray of light flashed out.

Just look at the escaping color at this time.
To be continued...