After leaving Baiyu City, Chen Yu did not see Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng. He walked on the ancient road with calm steps and steady breathing.
All the way forward, there was no danger on the way. Did Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng give up? Chen Yu shook his head, there was absolutely no possibility.
Behind him, there were too many monks and mortals, including casual cultivators struggling at the bottom of the world of immortality, as well as elite disciples in the sect. As for the mortals, there were working people in coarse linen shirts, and luxuriously dressed shopkeepers.
This shows how attractive this battle is!
Above the sky, there is a sect elder walking with a sword, all eyes on Chen Yu!
From early morning to noon, Chen Yu walked a long way and was completely far away from Baiyu City!
Ahead, there is a big river with turbulent and turbulent water, called Canglan River.
The Canglan River is one of the three major rivers in the Xuanling Realm. It is more than 7,000 miles long. It originates in the north of the Xuanling Realm, flows through the east, and finally merges into the vast ocean, nourishing hundreds of millions of people.
In the east-west direction of the Canglan River, there are two towering peaks. The one in the west is called Gushe Mountain, and the one in the east is called Ruxian Peak.
The two mountains were steep and steep, like two fairy swords thrusting straight into the sky. However, on Gushe Mountain, stood Zhu Shiji, the master of the Tiandao Sect.
Zhu Shiji was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, carrying a black war spear on his back, with flying black hair, and his eyes were like torches, staring at Chen Yu who was walking by the river.
It is absolutely impossible to let loose cultivators named Chen go!
As one of the six major sects in the Xuanling Realm, the Tiandao Sect commands the entire northern part of the Xuanling Realm and has unrivaled power.
Zhu Shiji, who had swung his sword for thousands of miles and had everyone bowing to him, had already perfected his divine will skills and was one of the six strongest people in the Xuanling world.
But so what? On Jiuling Island, Chen Yu not only killed Gong Kui, the second elder of Tiandao Sect, but also killed Zhu Shiji’s only son, Zhu Qing.
In addition, the leaders and great elders of Yuntian Mansion and Liuhe Sect were all sent to hell by Chen Yu, cutting off the right and left hands of Tiandao Sect.
A few days ago, Zhu Shiji was so confident that he went down to the Tianshan Mountains and followed Chen Yu's footsteps all over the world. Unfortunately, one of the giants in the mysterious world was played by Chen Yu. yyls
With one move, Chen Yu not only made Zhu Shiji a joke, but also destroyed the Tiandao Sect.
The great sect that was once glorious has now become a ruin.
Zhu Shiji couldn't wait to cut off Chen Yu's flesh and blood with a knife!
At the top of the Immortal Peak, stands the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect Wansheng. He is dressed in golden robes and looks like an emperor walking in the world. His golden eyes are shining and eye-catching.
The Holy Spirit Sect is better than the Tiandao Sect, but the second elder Rogge and the third elder Lu Xianke died at the hands of Chen Yu.
There was also Wan Sheng's only son, Wan Guoting, who was beheaded by Chen Yu in Piaoyun Valley.
What a pity for this proud man of heaven, not even a whole body was left, only a blood-stained head was buried in a coffin.
Wan Sheng just wants to drink up Chen Yu's blood in one sip!
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Many monks standing on the ancient road, stepping on the tree canopy, or floating in the sky, their eyes constantly moving back and forth between Zhu Shiji, Wan Sheng, and Chen Yu.
"It turns out that Master Zhu and Master Wansheng are here waiting for the devil surnamed Chen. I thought they had forgiven Chen Yu before."
"Canglan River has beautiful scenery, with Ruxian Peak in the east and Gushe Mountain in the west. The two powerful men chose to bury Chen Yu here, which can be regarded as their last mercy for the devil surnamed Chen!"
"The demon surnamed Chen has hundreds of thousands of spirit stones on his body, and I don't know if we have any chance of fishing in troubled waters!"
"If you dare to fish in troubled waters under the noses of Master Zhu Sect and Master Wansheng, won't you be seeking your own death?"
"This is the pinnacle battle of the Xuanling Realm in five hundred years. I wonder if Bai Jiutian of the Sky Demon Sect and Xiahou Sect's Master of the Zizai Sect will come here to watch the battle?"
"Speaking of it, the casual cultivator surnamed Chen is incredible. He first showed his talents on Jiuling Island, and then became famous at the World Mountain Ancient Ruins. Now he is famous all over the world, but it is a pity that he has offended people who should not be offended."
There were too many monks talking about it, but Chen Yu, who was the party involved, stood on the bank of the Canglan River with his hands behind his back, watching the rolling water of the river.
The river was turbulent, occasionally stirring up a few waves. The breeze blew by, causing Chen Yu's black hair to fly, and his white clothes to hunt.
Chen Yu suddenly remembered an ancient poem.
"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure, turn around in vain."
"White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the river bank are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. They happily meet each other over a pot of wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at and talked about!"
"Although the enemy is strong, there is no need to be afraid. The battle is imminent, so let me drink a bottle of wine first!"
In Zhu Shiji, in Wansheng, in the eyes of all the monks and mortals who came here to watch the battle, Chen Yu sat on a bluestone by the river and untied the yellow gourd from his waist.
Taking off the stopper, Chen Yu Yangtian swallowed the clear wine in big gulps.
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But at this moment, Baiyu City Miaoyinfang.
In a courtyard room, Wang Xinyao, who was stunned by Chen Yu's magic power, opened her eyes in a daze.
"Brother Chen!" Wang Xinyao stood up in a hurry and ran out of the courtyard, regardless of her sore head.
Just as she ran into the lobby on the first floor of Miaoyinfang, Wang Xinyao's footsteps suddenly froze. She saw many Xuan Mo Sect disciples.
"Miss, you're awake!" Cui'er ran up from nowhere and grabbed Wang Xinyao's hands, her pretty face full of inexplicable fear.
Wang Xinyao's heart sank suddenly. She looked at Cui'er and said, "Is my father here?"
"Yes!" Cui'er nodded. This was the reason why she was afraid. "The sect master came not long ago and brought many elders of the sect with him. Now he and the master are on the fifth floor. I don't know what they are discussing."
"Not good!" Wang Xinyao's expression changed drastically. If Wang Wanguo was the only one here, as a daughter, she would not suspect anything.
Because the pinnacle battle between Chen Yu and Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng has not happened in the Xuanling world for a long, long time. It makes sense that the master of the Wan Kingdoms wants to come and witness the three of them.
However, there is absolutely no need to bring the sect elders with us!
Wang Xinyao dropped Cui'er and rushed towards the top floor!
There are many people on the fifth floor of Miaoyinfang, including Li Caiwei, the deputy sect leader of the Xuan Mo Sect, Huang Fu Feng, the great elder, and several elders who are in the late Jindan stage.
In addition, there is a young man in white robes, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a dignified appearance.
The young man's name is Chen Qingzhi, and he is an orphan he picked up while traveling in the world many years ago. He has extraordinary talent in cultivation and is now at the late stage of the Golden Elixir, catching up with some of his elders.
Chen Qingzhi's identity is not simple. He was trained by the leader of the Wan Guo clan as Wang Xinyao's double cultivator.
"Father, time waits for no one, we must make a decision early!" Chen Qingzhi looked at a middle-aged man standing at the window, his expression full of reverence.
The man wore a black robe with a five-clawed black dragon embroidered on it. He was tall and tall, with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the Canglan River.
Today, Chen Yu is so rich that it is not an exaggeration to call him the richest man in the Xuanling world. You must know that even the Xuanmo Sect, which has the strongest foundation among the six major sects, does not have more than 50,000 spiritual stones in stock.
And Chen Yu liquidated so many third-rate, second-rate sects, and Tiandao sects, plus the auction proceeds, the number of spiritual stones actually reached a terrifying two hundred thousand.
If Chen Yu's entire wealth can be obtained, then Xuan Mo Sect will conquer the world and become the leader of Xuan Ling Realm within no more than one Jiazi.
At that time, there will no longer be six or five major sects in this world.
All living beings will only follow the Xuan Mo Sect!