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1629. Chapter 1629 Starry Sky Purple Coffin Monthly Pass)

Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, in the starry sky.

The seven people stood quietly, fighting against the Buddha, the Taoist Taoist priest, the three emperors Xi, Wa, and Qingniu, the demon emperor Chiyou, and the Queen Mother of Kunlun.

In front of them, there were only two people.

Her clothes are as white as snow, her bun is hanging high, and three dots of green sand fall between her eyebrows.

The 42nd Immortal List, the Jade God Fairy, Yu Xuan.

The other person has golden eyes, looking at all things, with a golden phoenix on his shoulders.

Seventeenth on the Immortal List, Titled Thunder Phoenix, Qiu Dong!

The two of them looked at the seven people from the five sects. All around them, the Feng Lei Wan Wan Sect, and many immortal lineage supremes were scattered, as if they were divided into battlefields.

There was an old man in the Fenglei Wanwu Sect with complicated eyes.

He stood quietly in the Immortal Vein, the new sect leader of Fengleiwuwu Sect, Yuan Qinggang!

On the side, Wen Yue's expression was extremely expressionless.

This is an unknown number of times. These guys have come to Fenglei Wanwu Sect to provoke them again. It can be said that they are not provoking, but killing people.

Since forty years ago, all seven strong men in the Tribulation Realm of Fenglei Wuwu Sect have been wiped out, Bai Qingtu has died, and the entire Fenglei Wuwu Sect seems to be suffering from endless arrogance.

Just based on these five sects, not to mention that they are all new to the Immortal List, even if they are already on the Immortal List, how dare you provoke the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect.

"Sect Master, these seven people are too hateful, why should we accept this battle like this!"

Wen Yue was full of unwillingness and anger, and her eyes were bloodshot.

"Wen Yue, do you really think that our Fenglei Wanwu Sect cares about these seven people?" Yuan Qinggang said softly: "Seven mere people, even if they are the top talents on the Immortal List, how can they dare to be so presumptuous!"

"They are just chess pieces. The twelve great immortal veins behind them are what really scare me!"

"Some low-grade and middle-grade Immortal Vein Supremes will die when they die. In the past forty years, the Immortal Vein Supremes that have risen in our Fenglei Wanwu Sect are not the only ones that have fallen!"

Yuan Qinggang said slowly: "This little loss is a huge loss for our Fenglei Wanwu Sect!"

"The Twelve Great Immortal Veins do not dare to be destroyed by my Fenglei Wuwu Sect. They want to use these people as pawns to cut off some of the wings of my Fenglei Wuwu Sect!"

Wen Yue's face looked ugly, she didn't know why, but this was too cowardly.

He was humiliated over and over again by a few guys who didn't take him seriously at all.

"Don't worry!" Yuan Qinggang smiled faintly, "They want to use this to create our Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, they are just wishful thinking!"

"Yu Xuan, when you come out of seclusion in Qiudong, you will be able to let the whole world of cultivation take a look and let the other twelve major immortals know that we, the Fenglei Wanwu Sect, can be tolerant, but don't bully others too much!"

On the battlefield, a war broke out.

The next day, news came out in the world of cultivation.

Fight against Buddha and other seven great geniuses on the Immortal List, and fight against the two great geniuses of the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, the Jade God Fairy, and the Holy Son of Thunder Phoenix.

In the first battle, two people fought against seven people, and seven people were seriously injured in the battle against the Buddha.

Jade God and Thunder Phoenix entered the top ten of the immortal list, ranking sixth and eighth!

Not only that, one year later, the Piao Miao Immortal Sect, Tu Xian and the fifth genius of the Piao Miao Immortal Sect's Immortal Ranking, Wu Xin Holy Son will fight. The two will decide the outcome with three moves. Tu Xian, the Saint, coughs up blood and is defeated miserably.

The Taixuan Holy Sect was also born, and there was a man who went to the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons with an umbrella hanging behind his back.

The five holy demons were seriously injured. If the Great Sage Pingtian had not come out of seclusion and the new leader of the Taixuan Holy Sect, Zhang Xuanji, smiled and retreated, the seven holy demons would have been completely defeated.

The three major immortal veins have already begun to fight back, telling the other twelve major immortal veins not to bully others too much.

They are immortals after all, and a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Unless, it is true that life and death will never stop, and life and death will be seen immediately.

The entire world of cultivation has also become slightly silent, and the twelve major immortal veins have all converged somewhat.

However, Zhang Xuanji, Yu Xuan, Qiu Dong, and Wu Xin made the twelve great immortals awe-inspiring.

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They are the powerful enemies of the Immortal Source Secret Realm. The three major Immortal Veins have already come up with the true support of the Immortal Veins, the powerful descendants.



Emperor Immortal Star World, Golden Rainbow Star Territory.

On a vast star, there is a woman in white robe, walking quietly in this big city.

She entered a restaurant and walked into the room.

In this room, ten people raised their eyes, some covered their faces, and some covered their bodies.

These ten people are all aligned with the Tao.

"Fairy Qinglian!"

The first man with a devil's mask smiled softly, "Since Fairy Qinglian has arrived, let's set off!"

"Here you go?"

"Don't worry, I have already deduced the trace of the purple coffin. It will appear in the sky above this star in three hours!"

"Although it is okay to wait on the stars here, it is not as good as waiting quietly in the starry sky."

The man stood with his hands behind his back. He opened the window, turned his palms over, and saw a divine boat flying across the sky, attracting the attention of many people.

"Everyone, please!"

"please!"

A group of eleven people entered the divine boat.

In the Shenzhou, a person said slowly: "This purple coffin has been in this starry sky for decades. Even the Mahayana Supreme Being may not be able to break it. Only eleven of us can really break it?"

"It is rumored that something is most likely buried in this coffin. It may be the deceased Mahayana Supreme Being. There are even rumors that a mortal immortal is buried inside."

"If we were to bury the immortals, how could it be our turn? It was rumored that there was a Supreme Immortal Vein who once met by chance. I originally planned to find out what happened, but the divine prediction predicted that it would be a serious disaster, and the Supreme Immortal Vein was frightened to retreat."

They looked at each other, and traces of the purple coffin began to be found forty years ago. Occasionally, many people in the cultivation world have discovered it while crossing the starry sky.

This coffin is extremely mysterious. One day, it may have been in Taixuan Star, and the next day, it was in Yuanming Star Realm. It is unfathomable to the extreme.

It is extremely difficult for the Immortal Vein Sect to trace its traces. In addition, those who approach this level often feel the omen of great danger, and even the Immortal Vein is unwilling to touch it.

"Fellow Taoist Heming, even the Supreme One has difficulty detecting his traces. How can you calculate it?"

Someone asked, a little confused.

If this purple coffin is so easy to find, then it won't be their turn.

"I have my own magic method." The leading man chuckled and glanced at Mo Qinglian out of the corner of his eye.

Some people have deduced this coffin for thirty-six years, and finally counted it up to now.

If this coffin was not difficult to break, there is no guarantee that the Mahayana Supreme Master would not have had the intention to kill people and seize treasures, and would not have had their turn.

Mo Qinglian lowered her eyes and looked at the starry sky.

"Yunyu, if he hadn't opened the coffin, I would have pulled your dragon's tendon!"

She murmured in her heart that she went to the Demon Court forty years ago. If she hadn't almost killed Yun Yu, Qin Yan'er said, it would be too difficult for her to find someone in the vast sky of stars.

Even so, she had tried to break open the purple coffin more than a hundred times in more than thirty years, running through the stars, but still could not open it.

She would not do this either. She summoned ten powerful men to help her and made a promise.

In the vast starry sky, the divine boat stands quietly.

Some strong men coming and going frowned slightly when they saw it, but they didn't pay too much attention to it.

Three hours later, a purple coffin appeared out of thin air in the void.

It seemed like a boat in the water, making ripples in the sea of ​​stars.

"Do it!"

Mo Qinglian's voice was cold, and in an instant, eleven people disappeared into the starry sky.


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