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Chapter 750

The southern territory of Xuanling Realm, Cile Mountain.

There are dark clouds in the sky, thick and colorful, and above the vast wilderness, the strong wind howls like thousands of ghosts.

A majestic mountain peak stands on the horizon, with dark clouds lingering on the mountainside. It is majestic and strange, a work of nature's miraculous craftsmanship.

At this moment, there are many monks in all directions of Ciler Mountain, ranging from the heart-moving realm to the golden elixir realm, and there is even no shortage of masters like the late golden elixir realm. Some of these monks are standing in the wilderness, and some are hiding in the clouds.

They are all watching.

Chen Yu, a newly emerged casual cultivator, rises into the sky like a blazing sun, intending to replace the six masters of the six major sects and shine in the mysterious spiritual world.

Zhu Shiji, one of the most domineering sect leaders in the history of Tiandao Sect, has repeatedly attacked the Nascent Soul Realm. An ordinary monk at the peak of the Golden Core could not survive ten breaths in his hands.

Wansheng, the contemporary leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, has stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm with half a foot, holding the Xuanhuang Pearl, an important weapon in the Xuanling Realm. Seventy years ago, he had a peak battle with the leader of the Xuanmo Sect. There was no winner, but more wins.

Take a breath.

In that battle, the leader of the Xuan Mo Sect took three breaths and lost one year of life, while Wan Sheng took two breaths and lost forty years of life.

After the First World War, the Xuan Mo Sect was dormant in the East China Sea, and there was no big move in these years. As for Wansheng, he had some enlightenment and stepped into a new dimension.

The battle between Chen Yu, Zhu Shiji, and Wan Sheng is the most important event in the Xuanling world during this period. As long as there is a chance, all the monks want to come and watch it.

"Why hasn't that casual cultivator surnamed Chen come yet? It's already past the agreed time, right?" A vicissitudes of voice came out from the dark clouds. It was a senior from the Xuanling world who was attracted by the battle at Ciler Mountain. He was a little impatient to wait.

Impatient.

"The casual cultivator surnamed Chen won't be afraid, right? After all, not only Zhu Shiji is here this time, but also Master Wansheng!" Some people think that Chen Yu is afraid and has secretly escaped long ago.

"Damn it, I've wasted so much time in vain. The thunder is loud and the rain is small!" If you are impetuous, you have already scolded your mother.

But he said that on the top of Cile Mountain, a strong wind was blowing, and the clothes of the two men were fluttering.

One person was wearing a black and white robe and carrying a black spear on his back. He looked very young, but had deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. He was Zhu Shiji, the master of the Tiandao Sect.

The other person, like an emperor walking in the world, is dressed in a golden robe and stands with his hands behind his hands. His body is filled with the majesty of a superior person. He is Wansheng, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect.

"Is he afraid?" Zhu Shiji frowned and asked.

"He is a smart man!" Wan Sheng said solemnly.

The two of them really couldn't understand why Chen Yu didn't show up when the time came when it was clearly Chen Yu who had issued a challenge to Zhu Shiji.

Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng looked at each other, and the two headmasters felt a thump in their hearts at the same time, having a bad intuition.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain?" Wan Sheng asked uncertainly.

"No!" Zhu Shiji shook his head, "Hit the east and attack the west, he... went to the Tianshan Mountains!"

The rumbling sound shook the heaven and the earth, and two thunderbolts pierced the dark sky, splitting the billowing dark clouds into two shocking ravines.

Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng rushed towards the Tianshan Mountains in the north of the Xuanling Realm.



At this moment, Tianshan.

Chen Yu, with his hands behind his back, walked up the bluestone steps while admiring the scenery of Tianshan Mountain.

The clouds and mist are entwined, the streams are gurgling, the air is fresh, the aura is rich, and mountain birds such as jumping rabbits and pheasants can be seen everywhere. It is worthy of being a fairyland on earth.

After burning incense, Chen Yu finally climbed halfway up the mountain, and pavilions and pavilions with ancient charm came into view.

Two mountain-guarding disciples at the peak of the Heartbeat Realm stopped Chen Yu, with suspicious and solemn expressions on their faces: "Who is coming? Why are you coming to the gate of my Tianshan Mountain?"

Chen Yu smiled slightly and said: "My surname is Chen Mingzhibao. I am a close friend of the great elder Chu of your sect. I came here to visit you. Please let me know."

Hearing Chen Yu's words, the two disciples guarding the mountain were obviously relieved. One of them said respectfully: "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. I will go and inform the great elder!"



In a corner of the Tiandao Gate, in a palace, Chu Tianxia, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed to heal his wounds, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the disciple guarding the mountain a few meters away, and said, "He said his name is Chen Zhibao?" yyls

The disciple guarding the mountain nodded and said: "That man is very young and has extraordinary bearing. He should have walked up from the bottom of the mountain."

There was a hint of suspicion in Chu Tianxia's eyes. He didn't know Chen Zhibao, but people were coming to visit him, so he couldn't just drive him away.

"Bring him to the living room, I'll be there right away!" Chu Tianxia ordered.

"Okay!" The disciple guarding the mountain turned and left.

After tidying up his appearance, Chu Tianxia went to the living room without wasting time.

Chu Tianxia lived a little far away from the living room. When he entered the main hall, Chen Yu was already drinking tea.

Chu Tianxia saw Chen Yu from a long distance away, but Chen Yu changed his appearance and the Tiandao Sect elder did not notice it.

Entering the living room, Chu Tianxia clearly noticed something was wrong, because Chen Zhibao, who was mentioned by the disciple Shoushan, saw him, and he was still sipping hot tea, with no sign of getting up to chat.

Chu Tianxia frowned and sat on the main seat. His weathered eyes couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him.

"I'm sorry for my blindness, but we don't seem to know each other!" Chu Tianxia said in a deep voice.

Only then did Chen Yu put down the blue and white porcelain tea cup. The tea from Tiandaomen was indeed good and suited his taste.

"Elder Chu is so forgetful. In the underground space of the ancient ruins of World Mountain, Chen Yu can vividly remember your majesty!" Amidst the sneer, Chen Yu's appearance changed, and in a wave of water-like ripples, Chu Tianxia finally saw clearly.

revealed his true face.

"Chen...Chen Yu!" Chu Tianxia's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips, and his hands holding the chair violently exerted force, and green blood vessels protruded on the backs of his hands.

"The casual cultivator surnamed Chen, you are so brave, you dare to break into my Heavenly Dao Sect, aren't you afraid of the sheep entering the tiger's mouth?" Chu Tianxia shouted.

"A sheep enters a tiger's mouth? Who is the sheep? Who is the tiger?"

Chen Yu stroked some dust on his clothes, looked at Chu Tianxia with a pair of narrow eyes, and said: "Your Tiandao Sect is a fat sheep, and I, Chen Yu, am a hungry tiger. Elder Chu, am I right?"

Chu Tianxia had thick beads of sweat on his forehead. He never thought that this casual cultivator surnamed Chen would be so bold.

Dare to worship the mountain alone!

Today, the leader of Tiandao Sect, Zhu Shiji, is millions of miles away, and the state of Chu Tianxia has fallen to the late Jindan stage.

So what if it didn't fall? The Chu world in its heyday was definitely no match for Chen Yu.

"Casual cultivator surnamed Chen, what exactly do you want to do?" Chu Tianxia's throat squirmed uncontrollably, and he swallowed hard.

"What do I want to do? It's very simple. Open the treasure house of your Heavenly Dao Sect. I, Chen Yu, will take all the information you have accumulated over tens of thousands of years!" Chen Yu said calmly.

"Impossible!" Chu Tianxia flatly refused.

As the great elder of Tiandao Sect, Chu Tianxia had never seen a greedy person with a big mouth like a lion, but this was the first time he saw someone with such a big appetite that he wanted to swallow up a large sect.

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