In Yunlu, Zhongtu, on the mountainside of Guansheng Mountain, a huge mountain gate stands here.
It is two hundred feet high, almost level with the top of the peak. Only the three characters "Guanling Sect" are engraved on the stone tablet!
"It's only the end of October, and it's already freezing on the mountain. It's been strange these past two years, with each year getting colder and colder than the previous."
"According to Master, the spiritual tide has risen, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is turbulent, which has caused a strong cold current in the north. It is said that in the past few years, the weather in the Cloud Realm and the entire Cloud Realm will be unpredictable, and there will be frequent disasters everywhere? "
"Is there such a thing?"
The speakers were two Taoist boys in green shirts, both holding long swords in their hands and looking solemnly at the steps down the mountain.
"Speaking of Master, I rushed to Donglin a few days ago under the order of Master Daoling Palace. I don't know what happened now. It is said that many people have died there. Could it be——"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Master is highly skilled and is the leader of our sect. Nothing will happen to him! It is said that this time in the Dao Spirit Vault Realm, more than 140 spiritual realm cultivators were employed, and even hundreds more were employed at the ninth level. It’s huge. Not to mention a Qiantian Mountain, even if it flattens the entire East Linyun Continent, what’s the difficulty?”
"That's true! It's ridiculous that the Demon King of Qiantian actually dares to destroy our Taoist sect. He is so arrogant that he is seeking death! Do you really think that as the king of a country, you can fight against our Taoist Spiritual Firmament Realm? But I don’t know that all the sects of our Taoist sect can crush his little Qian Tianshan with just a flip of his hand. In fact, the master of Wuxu Palace has been too soft-tempered in the past two years. In my opinion, it is best to crush Qian Tianshan. Kill until the rivers of blood flow, leaving not a blade of grass behind!"
"Of course they want to annihilate their clan!"
"But I also heard that that man is very strong in swordsmanship——"
"No matter how strong your swordsmanship is, can it be compared to my uncle who entered the spiritual realm hundreds of years ago?"
The older boy on the left sneered, and then said with a little doubt: "It's so strange! Today is the day when Guanling Sect opens its gate. Why haven't the senior brothers who are responsible for welcoming us come back yet?"
The boy holding the sword on the right was also puzzled. Then he raised his eyebrows again: "Who is that person?"
Both of their eyes were fixed on the cloud sky in the distance. They saw a figure walking in the sky. He was about sixteen years old, dressed in bright gold clothes, with a face as plump as jade, handsome and fair enough. The envy of all women.
But none of these are as conspicuous and eye-catching as the sword he is holding in his hand.
Tens of thousands of feet away, the wisps of sword intent were already rushing towards this place.
"laugh!"
Suddenly there was a slight whistle on the cheek, first it felt cold, then it felt warm.
The boy holding the sword on the left, who was in a cold daze, reached out and touched it subconsciously. His hands were actually covered with blood. Only then did he realize that there was a scar on his face for no apparent reason.
Then the sound of "chichi" continued continuously. The surrounding vegetation was cut into pieces by an invisible force that was extremely sharp.
The mountain gate stone plaque behind it was also filled with rubble. In the end, it could no longer bear it and finally collapsed.
The two of them also suffered numerous wounds at this moment.
The boy couldn't help but be confused. Who is this person? How could this sword spirit be so prestigious when he is still in power?
The next moment I realized that a big enemy was coming!
Just as he was about to use his spiritual skills to warn the top of the mountain, there was already movement on the top of the mountain.
An old voice suddenly echoed through the sky.
"Who is your Excellency? Why did you come to invade our sect's mountain without any reason?"
As the words fell, a huge light curtain built purely from the spirits of the five directions suddenly opened.
Covering 30,000 feet, it envelops the entire Guansheng Mountain.
However, the figure still walked slowly and slowly, with sword intent surging. Even the mountain-protecting formation could not stop his steps.
Continuously, there were bursts of "bop" sounds, which were the sword energy clashing with the mountain guarding formation. The surrounding spiritual restraints were constantly disintegrating.
"Is this the Guanling Sect?"
The skyline of Guansheng Mountain has been shrouded in dark clouds at some point.
Hundreds of thousands of thunderbolts pierced through the clouds. The electric snakes danced wildly, and the green light shone endlessly, making this area still as bright as daylight.
There are also countless black empty blades, tearing apart the sky and flying through it.
The place where the young man was placed was even more burning with flames. There were icy blue, green and white brilliance all around, which were constantly lighting up and extinguishing.
He stood there, but he was completely unharmed. His eyes only glanced at the collapsed stone sign of the mountain gate.
Confirmed without a doubt——
I had heard in my previous life that when the Dao Ling Qiong Realm was at its peak, there were three thousand sects under its sect. This Guan Ling Sect was one of them——
Then there is no need to say more!
A blue-white sword light suddenly erupted from his sleeve. It rose ten thousand feet in an instant, and then turned into thousands of sword shadows, sweeping upward.
The two boys holding swords were the first to bear the brunt.
I could only stare blankly at the sword lights, which split the spiritual forbidden formation talismans one by one from under the stone steps, cutting everything in front of them into powder!
The stone steps are shattering, and the rune light curtain is also disintegrating!
Endless, this is the tide of swords! The flood of swords!
"How brave! You don't know that our Guanling Sect is one of the three thousand sects?"
The old man on the top of the mountain was obviously frightened and angry. The entire mountain-protecting formation was rolling like a millstone.
More blade shadows fell across the sky, filled with aura of energy.
More than a hundred powerful warriors flew to the mountainside one after another to resist the surging sword tide.
But the thousands of sword shadows have not dissipated even a little. On the contrary, the mountain-protecting spiritual formation is still collapsing!
Hundreds of martial arts cultivators, including one of the ninth level. However, they could not resist for a moment. Blood rained all over the sky, and flesh and blood were scattered to pieces.
As long as there is a slight contact, it will be cut into pieces by the sword light in the sky.
So domineering!
It penetrates all holes and penetrates no gaps. Even if there is a slight flaw, it will collapse immediately. The spiritual array is like this, and so are people!
Faintly visible, behind the young man, shadows of dragons appeared and disappeared.
The two boys holding swords were already as pale as paper. They wanted to retreat, but how could they move away from the swords that were pressing in front of them?
The old man's voice paused, and then he finally thought of something. When he spoke again, there was a slight tremor in his words.
"Are you Zong Shou? Zong Shou, the demon king of Tianshan Mountain?"
The young man didn't say anything, and three thousand feet of black thunder wings spread out. Then countless purple thunders, mixed with the sky-burning flames of the Lu family, spread to the surroundings.
The spiritual flames burned the sky, making it impossible for the broken spiritual formation barrier to recover even half a point.
The pupils of the two boys holding swords suddenly opened.
The person in front of me is Zong Shou? The Demon King of Qiantian Mountain?
But why is this person not in Qiantian Mountain, but here instead?
What a powerful sword! Yes, this person was able to defeat the six great geniuses in the world with just his own strength. He is known as the invincible in the cloud world——
The old man's voice sounded again: "What do you mean by this, Your Majesty? The dispute between Dao Ling Qiong Realm and Qian Tian Mountain has nothing to do with our Guansheng Sect. If there is any misunderstanding, I can explain it!"
boom!
With an explosion, the entire mountain-protecting formation finally collapsed. Thousands of sword shadows swept upwards without any hindrance.
The bodies of the two boys holding swords were shattered immediately.
Then the sword tide swept along the stone steps to the top of the mountain. All the trees, rocks, houses, and pavilions were shattered into pieces by the sword energy!
Countless drops of blood rained down.
There were also a few people who were lucky enough to escape from the top of Guansheng Mountain. However, they could not fly more than a thousand feet, when a sword light came from the sky, causing their bodies to shatter and fall down the mountain.
In just ten breaths, the entire scenic mountain returned to silence, a dead silence.
On the top of the mountain, there was only one person left, Zongshou.
He looked around with indifferent eyes, his spiritual consciousness also opened far away.
It wasn't until it was confirmed that there were no more survivors here. A total of 2,234 people had perished that they withdrew their gaze.
Then he waved his sword light and carved the word "two" on the ground.
This was the second sect he slaughtered, but it was just the beginning.
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!
He must pay the same price for the blood of millions of people! His Zongshou has never been a character who only wants to be trapped in an isolated city and let others bully him!
A little light and shadow flashed, and it was Yuanyi Soul Sword that also shuttled back.
Feeling in the distance, the person who had just torn apart the space and escaped outside the cloud world had completely disappeared. Zong Shou gave a cold sigh and stopped lingering. He took a step forward and was a hundred feet away again.
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The next one is 1,700 miles away - Wenyi Mountain.
Just a moment later, several flying boats came through the sky. Above each were two Taoist priests Qingshang, leading a group of children.
When they stopped at the mountainside, the Taoists realized something was wrong.
They flew into the sky one after another, but they saw that the beautiful mountain top, like a fairyland, was completely empty.
It was as if it had been ravaged by countless storms and was in a state of chaos. There were also countless amounts of blood that gathered into springs and gurgled down the mountain.
Several people looked at each other, their faces were extremely pale, and their eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
Who is this? Flattened the entire Guanling Sect?
The children who came with the boat were also panicked.
The next moment, there was a heart-rending wail that sounded from the top of the mountain.
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One thousand seven hundred miles away, ask Yishan.
This mountain is only a thousand feet long, and it is not very beautiful. It is named because the surrounding terrain is like a chessboard. The rocks distributed in the mountains are actually very neat, black and white, like chess pieces.
Therefore, every day, the place is crowded with tourists and literati come and go. As long as it is not winter, people can be seen everywhere on the mountain.
There is only one place where tourists are prohibited. It is the Wenyi Temple on the top of the mountain. Except on the fifteenth day of every month, the gate is opened to allow believers to offer incense. The rest of the time, the gate is closed.
Although Wenyiguan is not as big a sect as the Holy Land Lingfu, it is still one of the strongest sects within a thousand miles. There are nearly a thousand martial arts cultivators and hundreds of spiritual masters, so they are quite powerful.
At this time, in a pavilion in the temple, two Taoists were sitting across from each other across the chessboard. One of them smiled and said nothing, while the other frowned and looked at the chessboard in front of him. {Thanks to Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com
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