Outside Tianwu Paradise, there is a mountain top.

In the temporarily built stone hall, six martial masters sat facing each other with stern expressions.

The leader is An Feihong, the leader of the first-grade sect Jinghong Sect under Jingshigu.

The other five people are also the sect masters and sect masters of the second-grade sect.

"Tell me, what's the loss today?"

An Feihong's face was gloomy and his tone was a little angry.

The five people around looked at each other. Among them, the second-level sect, the Palace of Chaos Palace, said with a stern face: "Wanshan Tower and Jinglei Sect, all members are ink, and even the juniors in the Yuan Dan realm and the Qi Gathering realm can't enter Tianwu.

As long as you approach this blessed land, you will be killed by the sword intent of the Three Talented Saints..."

According to the order of the Three Jing Ancestors of Jingshi Valley, for more than a month, the subordinate sects of Jingshi Valley have been making crazy attempts to enter Tianwu Paradise.

In Jinglei Sect and Wanshan Tower, because the heads of the clan, Venerable Chilei and Zongzheng Tianhan, had died at the hands of Han Yang, the entire sect became a pathfinder.

But what makes the six people despair is that no matter how many attempts they make and how many people die, they are still unable to move forward and break into Tianwu Blessed Land.

In the stone palace, silence fell again.

I don't know how much time passed, but An Feihong said coldly: "Maybe... it's time for Wu Zun to take action."

In the previous trials, most of them were warriors below Wu Zong, Wu Emperor, or even Wu King.

After all, no one wants to let Wu Zun, the pillar of their sect, suffer excessive losses.

But now, they don't have time.

"Master An! Jinghong Sect is a first-grade sect. It doesn't hurt to stand and talk! How many Martial Masters are there in our second-grade sects? If they die in Tianwu Blessed Land, then the sect will exist in name only..."

"I don't agree..."

"Aren't there still third-grade sects and fourth-grade sects? Let them try."

"Not bad! Let them go!"

No one wanted to die, and all five people began to oppose An Feihong's order.

At this moment, a woman who had been standing next to An Feihong suddenly said: "Ancestor has an order. Within seven days, you are not allowed to enter Tianwu Blessed Land, Jinghong Sect, and all second-, third-, and fourth-level sects under its command.

All of them will be put to death."

The atmosphere in the stone palace instantly froze because of this woman's words.

The five second-grade sect leaders looked at this "maid" and their expressions all changed.

"Jingshiwei! Are you from Jingshiwei?"

Jingshiwei are the loyal warriors in Jingshi Valley who serve the Holy Son, Saint, and even the Ancestor.

These people often represent the will of Jingshigu Valley.

After realizing the woman's identity, the five people turned pale.

They have no way out.

"Let's go and see together..."

An Feihong stood up at the right time, helplessly taking everyone with him, and flew towards Tianwu Paradise.

…

"You bastard! You must die a good death!"

"The original poster died for the Holy Land, how could you treat us like this..."

"Ahh..."

Hundreds of warriors wearing Wanshan Tower and Jing Lei Sect costumes were forced to rush towards Tianwu Paradise.

only……

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

Without exception, these warriors all fell under the light of a sword.

The sword intention left by the Three Talented Saint Jue Yunzi is like an unbreakable barrier, protecting Tianwu Blessed Land.

All those who try to break in will die.

An Feihong and others looked expressionlessly at the scene below.

At this moment, a warrior from the Palace of Troubled Times rose up from the sky and flew over to ask for instructions: "Palace Master, seniors, all the warriors from Wanshan Tower and Jinglei Sect have died. What should we do next?"

The Palace Master of the Palace of Troubled Times had a sullen face, and after a long silence, he finally spoke out: "All the Martial Lords of the Palace of Troubled Times draw lots and arrange for half of them to enter the Heavenly Martial Paradise."

An Feihong said: "My Jinghong Sect is the same."

The other four people spoke one after another.

In an instant, the sky above Tianwu Paradise exploded.

During this month, the six major sects were driving the Wanshan Tower and Jinglei Sect warriors to die. The dead Taoist friends were not dead, and they did not feel how terrible it was.

Unexpectedly, it was his turn now, and everyone immediately became noisy.

An Feihong was suspended in mid-air and glanced at everyone with a cold expression: "This is a strict order from the Holy Land that shocks the world. Anyone who violates it will be exterminated!"

One sentence cut off everyone's thoughts.

After a brief silence, wailing broke out...

…

The other side of Tianwu Paradise.

Several Sword Palace Martial Lords stood outside the blessed land with solemn expressions.

"Feihua, have you made up your mind?"

They looked at the old woman in the center with concern.

The old woman was very old, with chicken skin and gray hair. It was obvious that she had not long to live. After hearing this, she grinned and said: "I can't live for a few years anyway, why not take the risk and give it a try? If you can enter the blessed land, you may still be able to survive."

Break through the realm and extend your life for thousands of years..."

Behind the old woman, hundreds of people stood.

These people range from the Martial King realm, to the Martial Emperor realm, and to the Wuzong realm. Men and women are all different. The only characteristic is that they all have old faces and short lifespans.

The blessed land is right before our eyes, and no one can resist the temptation.

This group of old women in the Sword Palace are preparing to take the risk before the deadline comes.

"Fellow disciples, take care!"

The other martial masters all handed over their hands.

The old woman smiled and was the first to step into Tianwu Paradise.

boom!

A sword light falls, death!

No one expected that death would come so quickly.

It's just a moment.

Her body seemed to be frozen, and instantly exploded under the attack of sword light.

However, the warriors behind the old woman did not shrink back because of her death.

With solemn and solemn faces, they stepped forward together and entered Tianwu Blessed Land.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Lines of sword light fell.

Wu Zun, die!

Wu Zong, die!

King Wu, King Wu...live!

The strange thing is that Emperor Wu and King Wu, who occupied about two-thirds of the area, were not attacked by sword intent after entering the blessed land.

They...are not dead.

This scene shocked everyone present.

"It's done?"

"What's going on? It seems that the sword's intention only kills warriors above the Martial Emperor?"

The sword palace warriors were pleasantly surprised.
To be continued...