The sky is filled with dark clouds and the thunder crashes.
Dozens of thousand-foot-long bronze giant ships tore through the dark clouds and shattered the thunder. A rich aura of essence and blood rolled around them, turning into countless phantoms of mythical beasts roaring and roaring as they rushed over.
Dozens of majestic old men wearing heavy armor and standing over ten feet tall, holding long swords and halberds, jumped off the battleship menacingly. They landed heavily. Wherever they stepped, dozens of originally beautiful mountain peaks were shattered into pieces. They were wantonly surprised. The mana released created large craters hundreds of miles in diameter.
Densely packed heavy-armored barbarians rushed out of the battleship, roaring and turning the original mountain gate of Wanhua Gate into a mess. They dug for miles and searched the place, but found nothing.
These arrogant monks from the Barbarian King's Palace looked up to the sky and cursed angrily, then rushed onto the giant ship and charged towards the several vassals of the Immortal Dynasty in the secular world of Wanhua Sect with great anger.
A few days ago, seven respected and powerful elders from the Barbarian King Palace, together with nearly ten thousand direct disciples with the purest blood and the most important status, were invited to Wanhuamen to participate in the unprecedented scale of the ‘Uncensored Conference’.
The disciples of the Barbarian King Palace are full of vigor and vitality, and their essence and blood are extremely strong, and their needs in certain aspects are much stronger. And the female disciples of the Wanhua Sect, every one of them is a woman among women, and every one of them is stunningly beautiful. Stunningly beautiful, she is the woman in Yuan Lingtian who knows how to serve men best.
Therefore, after receiving the invitation, the seven elders of the Barbarian King Palace happily arrived at Wanhuayuan with nearly ten thousand direct disciples and tens of thousands of collateral disciples, driving battleships... An elder once even boasted that he would kill all the people of Wanhua Sect until they were on their backs, and that they would be dripping with sweat and fight with each other!
Then, these seven elders, nearly ten thousand direct descendants, and tens of thousands of collateral descendants, disappeared.
Not to mention the collateral disciples of the Barbarian King Palace. These collateral disciples are high-level thugs and are easy to train. But the seven elders of Zhao Void Realm and nearly 10,000 direct disciples are all darlings...
This loss was so heavy that several ancestors of the Man King Palace who had been in seclusion for many years were alarmed. They were so angry that they beat the current master of the Man King Palace and vomited blood in public, forcing them to investigate the matter thoroughly.
The Man King Palace immediately sent a large number of elites to Wanhuayuan... but they were good at killing people and setting fires, and the people in the Man King Palace simply lacked the innate skills to track and investigate.
Unable to find any clues, they could only run to find trouble with the Immortal Dynasty, the former vassal of Wanhuamen...
Let's make up for this loss as much as we can... If it doesn't work, it would be a good thing to plunder two or three immortal dynasties.
As soon as the group of barbarians from the Barbarian King's Palace left, a large group of disciples from the Xuanji Sect came through the air on white crane mounts.
Xuanji Sect entered the Tao through formations. More than one hundred thousand elite disciples of Xuanji Sect rushed to Wanhuayuan, and immediately laid out hundreds of capture auras, traces, and even forcibly peeked into the sky to capture various images and information from the past, present, and future. formation.
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it is available on both Android and Apple.]
This time, one of the most powerful and senior ancestors of the Xuanji Sect, his direct descendant, a junior with outstanding talent and a 'celestial appearance' in the way of formation, together with four guardians of the Illuminating Void Realm.
Taoists were also lost in the Ten Thousand Flowers Gate.
The ancestor was furious, and everyone in the Xuanji Sect was horrified. They even invited the Xuanji Mirror, an innate spiritual treasure that suppressed the sect's destiny, to come out and escort it all the way to Wanhuayuan with countless elite guards.
When the spiritual treasure was activated, a magnificent transparent mirror with a diameter of thousands of miles sealed the void and illuminated the three realms. Wherever the clear mirror light passed, countless magnificent scenes emerged one after another.
But the Mysterious Treasure Mirror seemed to have encountered an enemy. It failed to capture many truly valuable and useful images. It only saw a few Wutu Divine Thunder, the phantom of the Fallen Angel's Whip, and an old man with a wretched description.
The children are dancing and pulling some strange forces in the void.
"Wugong Gong...Wanhuamen...Old Man Peering has concealed the secret for them!"
One of the Supreme Elders of the Xuanji Sect stamped his feet angrily: "What a confounded old man, do you really think that with your ability in divination, you can act unscrupulously? Today, I will let you see what our Xuanji Sect is doing.
The ability of fortune-telling."
The supreme elder shouted in a hissing voice: "Trace the Qi of Old Man Diandai...send people to the Diandai Valley to capture his relatives from the nine tribes."
In the mirror with a diameter of thousands of miles, the image of the Inverted Old Man gradually became clearer. The Xuanji Sect spared no expense and even spent a trace of the original power of the Xuanji Mirror to frantically pursue the information about the Inverted Old Man in the void of Ten Thousand Flowers.
But at a glance, through some connections in the dark, the whereabouts of the Old Man Upside Down could be traced. A strange devil's laughter rang out, and a goat-like skeleton was completely white and miserable, with only two sharp horns.
The strange head of the devil, as black as ink, emerged in the mirror light.
On this day, Demon Skull laughed wildly and sprayed countless black thunder and green fire from his mouth. Suddenly, thousands of Xuanji Sect disciples who controlled the treasure mirror vomited blood. Some of them were triggered by their inner demons, and wisps of Yin Fire rose up from their internal organs.
They got up and were burned to death.
"Mr. Wugong!"
The elders of the Xuanji Sect present all looked solemn.
They knew about the relationship between Wu Gengong and Mrs. Wutan... But, had Wu Gengong's head been damaged? He would actually help Wanhuamen and do this to so many guests?
"No, it's not necessarily Wu Gengong who helps Wanhuamen take action... What if Wanhuamen is forced to help Wugengong take action?" An elder from the Xuanji Sect hissed: "The devil acts only when
Seeking self-interest. What does he want to do by doing this?"
"Go to Canghai Tower and Baoguang Pavilion, and use their channels to issue arrest warrants to all sects and casual cultivators in Yuan Lingtian... Wanted Wu Gengong, and all Wanhua Sect disciples."
"The Wanhua Clan has a great cause and has tens of millions of disciples... Where can they run to? Where can they hide?"
A Supreme Elder of the Xuanji Sect shouted sternly: "If you dare to kill my disciples of the Xuanji Sect, there is no place for them in the huge Yuan Lingtian!"
The mirror image gradually dissipated, and the disciples of Xuanji Sect came and then left.
Then, the disciples of the Cursed Gu Sect drove countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts and attacked in a mighty manner. After turning the Wanhuayuan into a dead land, they also ran away cursing.
The losses suffered by the Cursed Gu Sect can be described as heavy.
As a demonic sect, the disciples of the Cursed Gu Sect are not shy about women. Once the invitation from Wanhuamen arrives, as the next door neighbors of Wanhuamen, the disciples of the Cursed Gu sect have become friends.
People flocked to the Wanhua Gate.
This was great all of a sudden. Ninety percent of the true disciples of the Cursed Gu Sect were lost, and more than eighty percent of the other inner disciples, direct descendants of each family, etc., disappeared without a trace along with the Wanhua Sect.
The Cursed Gu Sect's losses were at least ten times that of the Barbarian King Palace and the Xuanji Sect!
Subsequently, a large number of masters from the Demon Puppet Sect, the Magic Calculation Sect, and other sects came to the Wanhuayuan, turning the originally beautiful Wanhuayuan full of flowers into a desert Gobi, and no more useful things could be found.
clues.
The Wanhuamen case immediately shocked the entire Yuan Lingtian cultivation world.
A month later, Lu Qian had already left the territory of Wanhuamen. Mrs. Wutan's old dog-licking old man Dianduoduo helped confuse the secrets of heaven. There were several precious treasures to cleanse the breath. Lu Qian himself used the secret method of Buddhism to cut off the cause and effect. He
It was a smooth journey without any troubles and we arrived at the place agreed with Jieyin Toutuo.
Ahead is a large, bright lake. At dusk, a ray of setting sun lies across the clear water. The wind blows, and countless petals of the flower forest on the shore swirl and fly, falling into the water. The whole lake suddenly becomes colorful.
There were several civilian boats passing by slowly on the lake. On the boat, there was a young lady dressed elegantly, half-covering her face with a fan, looking shyly at Lu Qian standing on the big rock by the lake from behind the curtain.
Along with the wind, came the whispered laughter of the young lady and the maid.
"Look at that young man, he is so majestic."
"So tall, bigger than an old bear in the forest, a bit scary!"
"laugh……"
Lu Qian tensed up his face, pretending that he didn't hear these gentle and sweet laughter.
A awning boat slowly sailed towards this side. On the bow of the boat was a fat monk. He was sitting cross-legged on the bow, holding a wine pot in his left hand and a big hoof in his right hand, and a sip of wine.
A bite of meat makes you happy.
At the stern of the boat, a tall, skinny Jinmo Na with a gloomy face, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, like a real old fisherman, rocked the oar and pushed the awning boat slowly towards Luqian.
With a slight cough, Moonlight Monk jumped onto the big stone, clasped his hands and saluted Lu Qian, and then looked at the awning boat.
"Senior Brother Fahai, are they the people we are waiting for?" Moonlight Monk looked at the awning boat and the two monks on the boat with clear eyes, one fat and one thin.
His Zen mind is extremely sharp, just like a bright moon immersed in clear water. Even if a small insect flies across the water, it will leave its light and shadow in the bright moon.
Even from such a long distance, Moonlight Monk could sense how extraordinary these two monks were.
Their cultivation level is at least a hundred times that of mine.
Tsk, an old monster who can crush himself to death with just one finger.
No, this is just their external cultivation. There are even more terrifying powers within their bodies...especially Kommana, who has great inhuman terror within him.
Is it a thousand times more powerful than myself?
Tsk, incredible horror!
Moonlight Monk glanced at Lu Yi quietly. In his Zen perception, Lu Yi was already a monster of the same level as the two old monks...
In terms of cultivation level, Lu Qian is still one level behind.
But in terms of the purity of his magic power, Lu Qi is not weak at all.
In terms of the power of his magic power, Lu Qian far surpassed the two of them.
In terms of the terrifying power hidden in the body... Lu Qian, who is sitting on the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain and countless Taoist monks, has vaguely suppressed the thin monk in front of him, but that big monk... Unless the two formally fight, the Moonlight Monk
I can't tell either.
‘Boom’!
The awning boat lightly hit the big rocks on the shore.
The fat monk raised the wine bottle in his hand: "Two senior brothers, come on, come on, come on, get on the boat, get on the boat... It's rare that we are destined to be in the same boat... Hahaha, little monk, I am really happy today, happy!"
Jinmona suddenly dodged, reached the bow of the ship, and punched Lu Qian.