1591. Chapter 1591 Where is the moon for sending off the deceased?
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In the vast starry sky, a magnificent arena is quietly suspended in the starry sky.
The arena is a billion miles across. Although it is only a drop in the ocean when viewed from the starry sky, it is so huge that it can crush the stars.
At the edge of the arena, there are figures gathered here.
Tianxuan, as well as an old man as old as a rotten tree, including the Taixuan Holy Sect, and twenty top-level Mahayana Immortal Supremes, are all here.
There are also some other Supreme Immortal Veins all around. There are people waiting here for almost every Supreme Immortal Vein of the fifteen major Immortal Veins.
There are some immortal veins, there are two to three people, there are some immortal veins, if the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, there are ten immortal veins supreme to this point.
Next to this Immortal Vein, there are also the first-grade sect leaders and second-grade sect supremes from the Taixuan Star Realm, including the supreme ones who travel across the stars.
Just in this square of stars, there are actually more than a thousand Mahayana Supremes among them.
Thousands of supreme beings in the Mahayana realm are all here.
This does not include some Mahayana realm supreme beings who are heading here and have not yet left.
This kind of trend alone is enough to destroy the mind of a Dao Lord at the Return to the Void Realm. Cultivators below the Hedao Realm, without the protection of their elders, cannot even face this oppression, and their minds are easily damaged.
"There are still twenty-seven days, is the Demon Lord sure to come?"
Beside Tian Xuan, the old man who was as pale as a rotten tree closed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly.
"Uncle Qian Sheng, this boy has always been arrogant, and this time he even made arrogant remarks. If he doesn't come, he will be a slap in the face!" Tian Xuan said with a hint of respect: "But if this boy comes, he will be seeking death.
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The old man's eyes darkened slightly, "This time, except for the four junior brothers who have suppressed the Immortal Veins, everyone else is here."
"Tianxuan, when my senior brother handed over the Taixuan Saint Sect to you, I never thought that one day, our Taixuan Saint Sect would let a mere grain of sand be blinded."
"It actually caused the entire Immortal Vein to be in turmoil. Your guilt is unavoidable."
Tian Xuan's eyes paused, and his face looked a little unnatural.
He smiled bitterly and did not dare to say anything.
At the beginning, he just wanted to use this demon lord as a stone to hone his skills, but how could he have imagined that he would develop into this situation.
If he had known better now, he would never have provoked that lunatic.
Even when the demon lord died, the Taixuan Holy Sect suffered a lot of trauma.
No matter it’s the appearance, or the dozen or so supreme immortals.
He cannot escape this crime!
Tianxuan has always claimed to be in charge of all things, but he never thought that one day, he would be disturbed like this by one person.
"Demon Lord Qin Xuan!"
Tianxuan's eyes were dark, and there was no trace of murderous intent.
The hatred of killing disciples, the hatred of insulting the clan, and the anger of desecrating one's duty are all the things that the white clothes will die for!
Not far from Tianxuan, a young man stood with his hands behind his back.
His eyes slowly closed, and between his brows, a mysterious pattern glowed with divine light, making it extremely magical.
Many immortal supreme beings were looking at him, with solemnity and difference in their eyes.
Even the existence of some young men and women is like this.
Some of them are the descendants of the major Immortal Vein Sects, and a few of them are on the Immortal List.
This time they came not to see the demon lord, but to see this person.
Titled Taixuan Saint Son, Zhao Tianxun.
Number 41 on the Immortal List, less than 30,000 years old, the highest level of Immortal Veins in the Mahayana.
He once roamed across the borderlands, swept across the supreme beasts, cut more than a hundred swords with his hands, and shook the stars.
"Zhao Tianxun's strength has become stronger. Seven thousand years ago, when he first entered the Mahayana, he killed more than a hundred Mahayana ferocious beasts. He became famous in the stars and ranked 41st on the Immortal Ranking. His talent and strength are enough to overwhelm
My peers from the Taixuan Holy Sect can hardly breathe, and people like Xiu Ming cannot compare with them." A young man slowly said, "I have met him once, and we fought against him, and I lost with just three moves."
His eyes were a little solemn. That battle happened five thousand years ago, but he still remembered it freshly.
"Zhao Tianxun is good at swordsmanship, and his Taixuan Demon-Slaying Sword is so perfect that he has entered the realm of sword tribulation. The first-grade murderous sword in his hand was once a treasured blade in the hands of a supreme elder of the Taixuan Holy Sect, poured with the blood of vicious beasts.
After a hundred thousand years, I have even broken through the heavenly calamity." A woman on the side also spoke slowly.
Some young and talented people, their eyes fell on Zhao Tianxun.
Belonging to the Yutian Sect, a woman stood with faint eyes.
She stood outside the star ring, with a green luan at her feet, looking like an immortal.
"Zhao Tianxun, Uncle Master, if we fight, who will win?" Yusheng spoke slowly, with peach-colored lips and wavy eyes.
The Supreme Mahayana Supreme of Yutian Sect on the side smiled lightly and said: "Yu Sheng, are you tempted to fight?"
Yusheng slowly shook his head, "Since I entered the Immortal Ranking, I have never had a real life-and-death battle with other immortals. Although I am at the peak of Hedao, this person is already a middle-ranked Mahayana man."
The middle-aged man in purple clothes with dragon patterns said with a smile: "Do you think you will lose?"
"No! If you lose to him at number ten on the Immortal Ranking, the so-called Immortal Ranking is just a nameless thing." Yusheng spoke softly, and she said calmly: "But I am about to enter the Mahayana realm. In front of the Immortal Source Secret Realm
, I should join in, I hope this battle can give me a chance."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "This battle is indeed beneficial to you, otherwise the old sect master would not let you come."
"Although Zhao Tianxun is a genius on the Immortal Ranking, the Demon Lord is not weak either. He can kill a high-level Immortal Vein Supreme in Mahayana with one sword. His strength is extraordinary." The middle-aged man pondered slightly, "Although the Demon Lord has not yet entered the immortal realm,
list, but it’s just without nomination, otherwise he should be among the hundred people on the Immortal List. Even if Zhao Tianxun may win this battle in the end, it will not be easy."
"The fight between the geniuses on the Immortal List is extremely rare, not to mention that now it is a matter of life and death."
"Royal Saint, you have extraordinary talents. You had Qingluan as your servant when you were born, and there are auspicious lights on hundreds of stars. Even the old sect leader said that you are the reincarnation of an immortal, but you have rarely experienced life and death battles along the way.
If it is too smooth, it will be beneficial and harmless.”
"The Secret Realm of Immortal Source may be the path to your transformation, but the Secret Realm of Immortal Source is also a place of disaster. You must be careful in everything."
When the Royal Saint heard the words, she did not speak. She nodded slightly and slowly closed her eyes.
Just a few hours later, Yu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.
Not only the Royal Saint, but also many Immortal Supremes, including Tian Xuan, and even the old man who looked like a rotten tree, all opened their eyes.
Only Zhao Tianxun still stood with his eyes closed.
In the starry sky, a figure dressed in white emerged from the void, above the Star of Life and Death.
Qin Xuan looked at these more than a thousand supreme beings, at the many geniuses, and even some familiar figures.
Among them, the two great immortal lineage supremes of Bao Kuan Fenglei Wanwu Sect's Mu Xing and Mu Long, as well as some talented people who perished at his feet or were his servants in previous lives.
There was neither sadness nor joy in Qin Xuan's eyes.
He glanced at the direction of the Royal Saint, then withdrew his gaze and stepped on the center of the life and death star.
The entire starry sky was silent at this moment.
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. He faced the people here with his thin lips slightly parted.