"Martial energy is everywhere, and thousands of swords can be cut."
"Oh my god, it's the Martial Palace Ancestor Gu Changxiao."
Outside the valley, the immortal monks from all walks of life who happened to be passing by were shocked and stopped in unison.
"Whatever you are looking at, let the labor and management get out of here."
The sound is like a loud bell, and the sound is scattered in all directions.
Even if Gu Changxiao deliberately held back, this terrifying power that was superior to the way of heaven was still so shocking that all the monks outside the valley fell on their backs, and their internal organs were still struck by lightning.
"Puff puff."
Constantly, some people vomited blood, fell backwards, and fell from the sky.
"Walk."
Those with higher cultivation levels feel dizzy and dizzy. They no longer dare to stay out of curiosity. They just wish their parents had less legs and could run away so fast.
For a person with a low level of cultivation, being seriously injured in an instant would be so miserable. He doesn't care about his image or not, he just crawls on the ground with his head buried in the air, his butt peeing.
Three days later, the Wudian army arrived in a mighty manner after receiving the secret order.
Following Gu Chang's order with a smile, a thousand cultivators of the thirteenth level and above of the True Immortal were searching in four directions: southeast, southeast, northwest, quite literally digging three feet into the ground.
The remaining eight palace masters jointly set up the Martial Palace's unique formation "Heavenly Prisoner of Mountains and Rivers" to firmly seal the Sacred Killing Valley and prevent outsiders from entering. Similarly, the creatures in the valley cannot escape.
The momentum was so great that it was simply unprecedented.
Undoubtedly, it attracted the attention of the eight hundred immortal worlds, and even alarmed the demon and demon worlds.
Gu Changxiao didn't care about this, he only wanted to find Su Xinglan's three souls and seven souls.
"Dao Ling, Dao Ling, I have been studying this powerful sword energy for three whole days. I have understood it from the inside out and figured it out. I really don't find anything weird about it."
"When it comes to death, it's a killing move."
"Even if it is left behind by a peerless expert who reached the Great Perfection of the Ninth Level of the Semi-Saint, after tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years of corrosion, the strength within it has already been depleted."
"To put it simply, it means being frustrated."
"Xinglan can't understand this sword intention, but he won't be absorbed by the sword intention, right?"
"What do you think?"
Frowning, Gu Chang smiled and held the martial bone knife horizontally and said: "Tell me what you think."
The blade trembled, and a blurry face appeared faintly and said: "It is important to find Su Xinglan's soul, but you should not forget the battle for the Heaven-Shaking Divine Halberd that is right in front of you."
"The deal with Duan Ziqian was made first, and the agreement was made first. If you don't keep your word, regardless of your vow to be a saint, the benefits you get must be returned intact."
"For example, the Little World of China, and another example is Tang Jingyue who was imprisoned in the prison of the Wen Palace."
"This is all trouble."
Gu Changxiao said irritably: "I asked you to give me some advice, but you are just talking nonsense."
"Fight, fight, fight, do you need to remind me of this?"
"This time on behalf of the Martial Palace, Duan Ziqian named Xinglan as the candidate to cooperate with the masked woman. If we can't find his three souls and seven souls that suddenly disappeared, what can we do to fulfill the agreement?"
"Twelve-level True Immortal Dzogchen, you go and choose, it's a good choice. Can the Martial Palace choose a Suning who can compete with the enemy who can break through the four realms?"
Dao Ling sighed and said: "The situation is not up to you, you have to prepare for the worst in advance."
"I said what if, if you can't find Su Xinglan's soul, what should Duan Ziqian say?"
Gu Changxiao fell into a long silence, speechless.
The sword spirit retracted the blade very knowingly, and a faint voice came out: "Forty days, if you can't find Su Xinglan's soul in forty days, then you must find Duan Ziqian to confess."
"The benefits can be returned, but the saint's path cannot be destroyed."
"You let Wen Dian face the two realms of demons alone, and Duan Ziqian suffered a loss. With his vengeful character, he might attack Tang Jingyue first."
"By the way, that girl Zhiyuan went to China."
"This trouble, hehe, it's hard to say whether it will go away or not."
