Suihuoyuan.

The ancestral land of the Jiang family.

Deep inside the ancestral hall.

Jiang Huamei hummed softly, holding a white handkerchief and wiping the altar table in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet. He wiped the altar table, which was made of ink jade and had an extremely crude and heavy shape, extremely carefully and carefully until it sparkled.

Jiang Huamei, also known as "Qiaoyin" in the clan, is the leader of the clan who is as famous as the three elders Crane, Vulture, and Quexi.

However, the cranes and the crows of the vultures are famous far and wide, and Elder Quexi sits in the center. Only he, the 'Qiaoyin' elder, was deposed from the power in the clan many years ago and was sent to the ancestral hall to take care of the ancestors' memorial tablets and give them during festivals.

Ancestors offer a plate of pork head meat.

A deacon of the ancestral hall stepped into the ancestral hall quietly and like a ghost.

He came behind Jiang Huamei and said softly: "Elder, something big has happened."

Jiang Huamei breathed a sigh of relief toward the altar table and asked unhurriedly: "Has a sage called in?"

The deacon shook his head.

Jiang Huamei raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? A Buddha Lord came to the door and forced alchemy?"

The deacon shook his head.

Jiang Huamei smiled: "Then it's no big deal..."

The deacon said softly: "The two elders Crane and Jiuciao took their clan members deep into the south of the Demon-Suppressing Ridge a few days ago, but they all lost contact... Elder Quexi also brought the masters of the Punishment Department to the Demon-Suppressing City.

The great master of Buddhism was captured in one fell swoop!"

Jiang Huamei's body trembled slightly.

The deacon only said that Jiang Delinqiao had offended the Buddhist boss, but he did not dare to say the name of the boss. Obviously, this was a taboo existence whose name could not be mentioned - one of the thirteen Buddhist Lords?

Jiang Huamei dropped the rag in his hand and rubbed his temples vigorously. He said in a bitter voice with an extremely headache: "What's going on? Details... I'm afraid, there is no need to go into details. Call the elders and deacons who stayed at home to take stock.

The valuable things in the warehouse... No matter whether Quexi is dead or alive, our Jiang family must have a more correct attitude."

"Be prepared to bleed a lot, pay money, pay a lot of money."

Jiang Huamei murmured: "I don't care whether he lives or not, let's protect the foundation of our family first... This bastard just wants to show off his power in the Jiang family. Does he really think of himself as a big shot? The bastard, in Liangyi

God, there are at least a hundred people that our Jiang family can't afford to offend... You guys are really good at picking on people!"

The deacon was also smiling bitterly.

In Liangyi Heaven, there are only thirty-three powerful people who cannot be offended.

But among those thirty-three powerful men, each one has at least three true disciples, right? This is a giant that Bai Laihao cannot afford to offend.

And the biological sons, grandsons, descendants of these giants... To put it into perspective, although the Jiang family is tyrannical, they cannot be offended easily!

Jiang Delphinium went to the Demon-Suppressing Ridge and directly angered Baoguang Gongde Buddha. This mess... Tsk!

The deacon smiled bitterly and shook his head, then rushed out of the ancestral hall to summon the senior officials of the Jiang family who were staying in Suihuoyuan.

Jiang Huamei frowned and was thinking about how to apologize and how to find a few reliable friends to mediate the matter. A faint light flashed around him, and a ray of spiritual thought entered his mind.

Jiang Huamei's brows suddenly raised, and his whole body became extremely excited.

He punched the air three times and laughed silently. He laughed so hard that his whole body was trembling. He covered his mouth with both hands and almost fell to the ground with laughter.

"Has this day finally come? Ha, ha, ha, I, Mrs. Jiang..."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Huamei suddenly turned into a blazing flame and soared into the sky, directly smashing the clouds high in the sky. It ejected at a high altitude with a dull and loud sound, and disappeared in an instant.

Several senior officials of the Jiang family who were rushing towards the ancestral hall stared at Jiang Huamei who was going away with their mouths open. You looked at me and I looked at you. They had no idea what was going on.

On the edge of Suihuo Plain, in the southeast corner, there is a small lake.

This lake is surrounded by mountains, which are steep. The mountains are full of strange black rocks and covered with sharp thorns. It is remote and quiet, and there are few people there on weekdays. Everyone in the Jiang clan knows that this is a retreat place occupied by Jiang Huamei.

Therefore, no one will approach easily.

Jiang Huamei swooped down from high altitude and plunged into the small lake.

An extremely clever space restriction was placed in the lake. At a sudden glance, the small lake that was several miles long and wide was no more than a hundred feet deep. However, as Jiang Huamei continued to sink, the true depth of the small lake was extremely astonishing.

From the surface of the lake to the bottom of the lake, this inconspicuous little lake is nearly a million feet deep. There are countless vicious restrictions along the way. Many of the restrictions are combined with various witchcraft and poisonous things, which are completely different from Jiang's cultivation path.

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At the deepest point of the lake, there is an altar made of blood fairy crystals. There are some floating flags with space fluctuations arranged around it. A huge, hazy and illusory space fairy pattern is suspended on the altar, like an eye.

Staring at Jiang Huamei.

Jiang Huamei strode to the altar. Without any hesitation, she scolded the altar and strode in.

The next moment, the altar started.

Inside the altar, in a small folded space, a mountain of sacrificial fairy crystals burned instantly.

The void barrier of Liangyitian was twisted and torn, and a small space crack led directly to the lower realm located in a lower space dimension, which was unknown how far away from Liangyitian.

Retrograde, lower realm.

Jiang Huamei's body directly penetrated this space crack, turned into a faint light, and rushed towards a small world somewhere in the lower world.

Canghai Realm.

The world is as its name suggests. Ninety-five percent of the entire world is the deep sea. A large number of islands are like broken stars, densely scattered in all directions. There is only one continent in the huge sea world, and the total area of ​​this continent alone is the same as Lu's back then.

It is more than a hundred times the total area of ​​the ascended Yuan Lingtian.

This is a 'big realm'. Among the many lower realms controlled by Liang Yitian, its area, heritage, population, level of monks, etc. can all be ranked among the top ten.

Especially regarding the level of monks, the strongest monks in Yuan Lingtian can only be in the heaven-human realm.

And the strongest monk in Canghai Realm has reached the twelfth level of the True Immortal!

This is a big world where "fairies" exist.

Canghai Realm, Weilan Island, is a small island with an area of ​​only a thousand square miles. There is a small family on the island, the Jiang family. Like other sects in Canghai Realm, the family follows the path of pure Dharma cultivation.

The numbers are different. The Jiang family of Weilan Island follows the purest path of body cultivation.

Underground on Weilan Island, in a secret cave, Jiang Huamei compressed her breath, gathered her energy and blood, and carefully stepped out of the altar arranged here.

Several elders from the Weilan Island Jiang family were already waiting here. When they saw Jiang Huamei, they knelt down on the ground without saying a word.

Jiang Huamei nodded extremely carefully, slowed down her breathing, slowed down her speed, and said very softly: "It's been a hard work for you guys over the years... How is the arrangement going?"

An elder of the Jiang family raised his head and said respectfully: "Except for the most important node of the Shanhai Sect, which is really impossible to penetrate and arrange, all other nodes have been properly arranged."

"Shanhaizong?" Jiang Huamei smiled calmly: "Then, let me go there myself."

On that day, the Shanhai Sect, the largest sect in the Canghai Realm, and a true disciple of the fifth lineage of a certain sage from the Upper Realm Taoist Sect, were violently broken into by Jiang Huamei in the dojo in the lower realm. In just one breath, all the hundreds of true immortals in the Shanhai Sect were seriously injured.

, fainted, and was captured alive by Jiang Huamei.

The terrifying fluctuations of Qi and blood were like the bright sun, oppressing the entire Shanhai Sect gate, suppressing countless Shanhai Sect monks unable to move.

Jiang Huamei had some time to rest, so he took out a large amount of blood-colored fairy crystals in front of the main hall of the Shanhai Sect's ancestor, arranged a large altar, and then directly activated it.

Viewed from a high altitude, there are a total of 12,960 rays of blood in all directions of the huge Canghai Realm. They shoot straight into the sky from the altars and instantly turn into a huge light building, wrapping the entire Canghai Realm.

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Jiang Huamei walked into the altar in front of the Shanhaizong Patriarch's Hall. He roared and used all his strength to release the fluctuations of his energy and blood.

Dao master-level energy and blood fluctuations surged out along the altars, and the large formation formed by the interconnection of these altars was like a big mountain falling on their heads, hitting the souls of all the creatures in Canghai Realm almost at the same time.

Trillions of creatures fainted and fell to the ground, and patches of faint blood immediately covered their bodies like flies smelling the smell of blood.

Jiang Huamei roared in a low voice, grasped the surging space runes on the altar with both hands, and poured his Dao Master-level blood into it without any reservation.

His complexion suddenly turned pale.

And the entire Canghai Realm trembled violently. In a certain area from Canghai Realm to Liangyitian, a huge crack was torn open in the void, and countless creatures from the Canghai Realm were 'packed' and sent in without a single one left.

Liangyitian!

Such a grand gesture is even more unbelievable than when Lu Qian borrowed a treasure ship or when Bai Yu borrowed the Supreme Immortal Certificate to fly to the Liangyi Heaven with hundreds of thousands of monks from the lower world.

At the same time that the entire world of Canghai Realm fell, it was adjacent to Canghai Realm. Regardless of its area, background, and development level of cultivation civilization, it was not as good as Canghai Realm. Among the small worlds of Golden Flower Realm, which dominates this world, it is recognized as the number one in the cultivation world.

Man, the Buddhist nun Jin Hua Po, who possesses the third level of cultivation in the True Immortal Realm, is standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the Canghai Realm.

The Golden Flower Realm is more like a 'satellite' of the Canghai Realm, orbiting the Canghai Realm all year round.

With Jin Huapo's cultivation, she could even see clearly the movements on a small island in the vast sea of ​​Canghai Realm. Now that the entire Canghai Realm was shrouded in blood, she naturally discovered such a shocking change at the first time.

"Canghai Realm, are you experiencing a demonic calamity?" Jinhuapo frowned, and the Buddha's light shone all over her body: "Pass my order to seal the mountain gate, open the mountain protection formation, send a message to the upper realm, and request the Bodhisattva's decree..."

A Buddhist monk who was born with broad shoulders and a round waist, and looked like a lion or a tiger in his movements strode up to Jinhua Po, folded his hands and saluted Jinhua Po. Jinhua Po glanced at him, frowned and said, "Fa Jing, what's the matter?"

Monk Fajing smiled slightly and took action suddenly.

As soon as he made a move, the sky was filled with blood. His palm expanded to the size of a door panel, and he slapped Jinhua Po in front of her. Her whole body almost turned into a piece of meat, and she fainted without even making a sound.

"What's the matter? It's just a trivial matter." Monk Fajing said softly: "It's just for your use."

Monk Fajing laughed wildly and braved the crazy pouring of magical powers, spells, Buddhist treasures, and Buddhist soldiers from countless fellow disciples from all directions, hitting him with sparks flying all over his body, but it was unable to hurt him at all. Jinhua Po was only from the third level of the true fairyland.
To be continued...