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Chapter 478 Catastrophe

Chapter 478 Disaster

With the cultivation level of Jin Rui in the middle stage of integration, even from a long distance, he can feel those monks flying south in a hurry. All of them have pitifully low cultivation levels. Most of them are lingering in the Qi Condensing Golden Core stage, and they can be seen occasionally.

A Yuanying stage monk.

Jin Rui's eyes couldn't help flashing a look of contempt, so that even if there were hundreds of monks, he would not take it seriously. Now he was becoming more and more curious. The master came to such a poor spiritual person who was not even a decent master.

What on earth are you doing on a planet that doesn’t even exist?

Lin Xiao did not have the slightest contempt in his heart. On the contrary, after experiencing an environment that was much worse than he imagined, he knew that it was not easy for these people to cultivate to the level they are today. As the master said, without perseverance

His ambition and extraordinary talent are absolutely unimaginable.

Li Peicheng's expression became a little solemn, and he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Although his rise in recent years has changed the overseas situation, and many cultivators have gone overseas to purchase elixirs and magic weapons, there are only so few people in the entire earth's cultivation world.

, it is absolutely impossible that as soon as I go overseas, I will see people flying past my eyes from time to time, and they are always in groups. What is even stranger is that everyone is flying in the south, and Gemen is in the south.

When Li Peicheng was about to stop someone to ask, he saw more than ten dazzling lights in the east, coming towards Li Peicheng with great momentum.

Li Peicheng looked back and saw an old acquaintance, Mr. Wuchen from the Huashan Sect and his group of disciples and grandsons.

We haven't seen each other for several years. Mr. Wuchen's cultivation has not made any progress, but his overall aura has become much more restrained than before, instead of showing off his sharp edge.

More than a dozen people also looked a little nervous and solemn, and they all seemed to be rushing to the execution ground. More than ten people came towards them, and there was a tragic atmosphere of murder.

Li Peicheng's face finally became a little uneasy. Gemen was the place where he dreamed. If anything went wrong, he would be dead even if he was alive.

"Fellow Taoist Wuchen, please stay!" Li Peicheng flew to stop everyone from the Huashan Sect, with Jin Rui and Lin Xiao following closely behind.

In Jin Rui's eyes, Li Peicheng is a real master of transcending the tribulation period. In the entire Shiji galaxy, except for the pitiful few awesome people, his eyes can definitely grow on his forehead. But he didn't expect that he would

A little brother at the Nascent Soul stage actually said politely, "Fellow Taoist, please stay." Jin Rui was secretly shocked when he heard this. He really doubted that this man who killed Mo Su and Shi Zhuo a moment ago was like killing a chicken, and was as ruthless to him as a poisonous snake.

Are the owners the same person?

Li Peicheng has not only become taller and taller now, but his appearance has also changed greatly, not to mention his increasingly restrained aura.

Mr. Wuchen only had an acquaintance with Li Peicheng once, although he would never forget it. But Li Peicheng had changed so much that he could not remember it. He only vaguely felt that the man seemed familiar, and he seemed to have heard his voice somewhere. When he saw Li Peicheng stopped him,

He was on his way and called out his Taoist number again. He couldn't help but be slightly stunned. But at this time, he was not in the mood to delve into these matters and asked directly: "What's the matter with fellow Taoist stopping you here?"

"I saw many people flying south, and fellow Taoists also led the disciples to go south. I wonder if something big happened there?" Li Peicheng asked.

Wuchen old man glanced at Li Peicheng curiously and said: "My fellow Taoist must have been living in seclusion for many years, so he didn't know that a great event had happened in the world of cultivation."

Li Peicheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He urged, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Mr. Wuchen didn't bother to care about Li Peicheng's rude words, but a few disciples such as Xuyou behind him glared at Li Peicheng. Several guys at the Golden Core stage dared to glare at Li Peicheng, and Jin Rui almost reached out when he saw this.

He twisted the necks of those guys. Fortunately, he was not a reckless person, so he restrained himself from taking action.

"Let's talk while flying!" Old Wuchen said as if he was in a hurry.

Li Peicheng had this in mind and nodded. "That's very good."

"Fellow Taoists don't know something. Some time ago, four powerful demons appeared from nowhere. They kill people on sight. Taoist friends from Maoshan Sect should know this. They are one of the four major sects in China, but they were attacked by this

The four demons found the cave and killed them all, and the golden elixir and Yuanying were all buried in their belly." Speaking of this matter, the old Taoist Wuchen's expression was filled with grief and anger, but he couldn't help but feel a little panic.

When Li Peicheng heard this, his expression changed slightly and he said: "There are such cruel people. Isn't there a Kunlun sect in the mainland of China? Could it be that they don't care about this matter?"

"Guan, how can we ignore the matter of life and death! Qing Yu, the leader of the Kunlun sect, immediately summoned the three major sects of Qingcheng, Tianshi, and Danding to attack Maoshan with all their masters. Even Xuan Huanzi, the real person, was dispatched. But he did not expect that the three sects of Qingcheng, Tianshi, and Danding were about to come.

Of the sixty masters above the Nascent Soul stage, less than five managed to escape, and even Master Xuan Huanzi of the Kunlun Sect died in that battle! Nowadays, there are very few masters left in the mainland of China, and they can only pin their hopes on overseas cultivation.

The boundary is over." When Old Master Wuchen said this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

When Li Peicheng heard that Xuan Huanzi died in battle, he couldn't help crying when he thought of his duel with him at the top of Kunlun and how the heroes cherished each other.

Lin Xiao had never seen Li Peicheng show his true feelings before, and Jin Rui even thought that Li Peicheng was a cold-blooded killer who would kill without blinking an eye, but he didn't expect that he would shed tears.

One couldn't bear to see his master cry, and the other couldn't bear to see his master cry.

Lin Xiao and Jin Rui's eyes flashed with murderous intent almost at the same time, and they shouted coldly at the same time: "Where are those four demons? I will go and twist off their heads right now."

The momentum of these two people is so scary, and their ability to control air and fly is as good as mine. It seems that their cultivation level must be above the Nascent Soul stage, but they look very strange. However, the overseas cultivation world has always been mysterious, which is not surprising.

, Old Taoist Wuchen was secretly surprised.

"You are such an arrogant person. Even Senior Xuan Huanzi died in battle. Who do you think you are? Real person Yunhu?" Someone in the Huashan sect finally couldn't help but speak back. In their view, they and others are now

I am so anxious that I am talking to ants on a hot pot, but they are making sarcastic remarks!

Lin Xiao and Jin Rui were ridiculed by mere Jindan monks and almost ran away, but were glared at by Li Peicheng. They didn't dare to say anything anymore, but they were thinking in their hearts. Could the real Yunhu master be better than us?

No? If that were the case, then what kind of devil would dare to be so unscrupulous? He would have been killed long ago.

"Okay, what time has it been? You are still shouting about this. Isn't it wrong for two Taoist friends to have such courage?" Old Wuchen's face darkened, and he turned around and yelled angrily.

Then he turned his head, sighed and said: "Three of them should be overseas monks. You should know the real person Yunhu! It's a pity that I heard that he has advanced to the distraction stage. Leave the earth, otherwise if he is here, our chances of winning will be great.

A lot. Fortunately, his master Ge Zhenren is still there. This time he called on everyone to unite and fight the four demons in Antarctica! Now I can only look at Gemen. I heard that Gemen’s three guardians and the green

The ferocious formation formed by the master of the island, Master Cang Hao, is extremely powerful. It is said that they used this formation to destroy the Laoshan Sect, and no one escaped!"

Hearing this, Li Peicheng knew that Gemen was safe and sound, and he felt reassured, secretly exclaiming that it was dangerous. If he were to delay coming back for a while, the entire cultivation world on earth might be doomed!

As for those four demons, he never thought that he would not be able to defeat them.

"Does Fellow Taoist Wuchen really not recognize me?" Li Peicheng asked.

Hearing this, Taoist Wuchen looked at Li Peicheng in surprise and said for a long time: "I do feel that Taoist friend is familiar, but I can't remember it."

Li Peicheng said: "I also recognize your disciple Han Zirong!"

When Wuchen old man heard this, he was so shocked that he almost fell off the flying sword, and so did Xuyou and others.

In the entire world of cultivation, apart from the Huashan sect, there is probably only one other person who can name Han Zirong. That is Master Yunhu, the world-famous killing god Yunhu!

It took a long time for Old Wuchen and others to come back to their senses.

Old Wuchen was so excited that his whole body was shaking, his eyes were shining with tears, and his lips were trembling. He wanted to speak but couldn't, so he had to kneel on one knee on the flying sword. The other disciples of the Huashan Sect were all shocked when they saw the leader.

He knelt down and bowed down, and everyone knelt down as well. Everyone looked extremely excited.

"Everyone, what are you doing? Please get up quickly!" Li Peicheng waved his hand hurriedly and said.

Everyone suddenly felt their whole bodies tense up, and then a gentle force lifted them up involuntarily. Everyone secretly exclaimed that the God of Death, Yunhu, was indeed well-deserved!

"Master Yunhu, I really didn't expect you to come back. Thank you so much!" Mr. Wuchen exaggeratedly joined his hands and bowed to the sky.

Lin Xiao thought to himself, it turns out that the master is the real Yunhu they said. Fortunately, he didn't refute and belittle him just now, otherwise it would be treason.

Jin Rui was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and thought to himself that if he had retorted and belittled him just now and made his master angry, wouldn't he be immediately driven to pieces?

The God of Death Yunhu returned, Wuchen Lao'er and the others were calmed down, the nervousness and worry on their faces were wiped away, and the three of them, surrounded by Li Peicheng, headed towards the Gemen Antarctic Cave.

Along the way, they saw many people flying towards the Antarctic Cave, and the disciples of the Huashan Sect shouted loudly: "Master Yunhu is here!"

When the disaster struck, Yunhu, the murderer who once frightened people, turned around and immediately became the savior. After hearing this, everyone cheered with excitement and came to pay homage to Li Peicheng.

As they flew all the way, the team grew stronger and stronger. By the time they could see the volcano where the Antarctic Cave House was located in the distance, the number of people actually reached a hundred people.

Over the Antarctic, a huge crane hovers high in the sky. When its snow-white wings fly across the sky, it will leave a faint red light in the sky, and its ruby-like eyes shine like a torch.

Floating on the back of the crane and facing the wind, stood an extremely beautiful woman. The wind blew, clinging her white dress tightly to her body, outlining her extremely slender and curvy figure.

The woman holds a white flying sword in her hand, her face is as cold as ice, her eyes are staring ahead calmly, her golden hair is flying in the wind, and she moves and is still, which makes her already charming and extremely beautiful appearance appear heroic and cold.

, which makes people dare not blaspheme at all.


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