The Wuliang Sword Sect and Xuan Mo Sect have had a long-standing grudge. Everyone in the world expected that Jiang Jianying would definitely cause trouble for Wang Wanguo, but they did not expect it to happen so soon.
In just one day, Jiang Jianying led 30,000 disciples of the outer sect and rushed from Tianjian Mountain to the eastern part of the Xuanling Realm. The human-shaped dragon had already passed the White Jade City and headed straight for Huanglong.
The Xuanling World has been stable for hundreds of years, but it has been completely disrupted in the past ten years. The four top sects of Tiandao Sect, Holy Spirit Sect, Zizi Sect, and Tianyao Sect have been successively destroyed by Chen Yu, the leader of the human world. Now Wuliang Sword Sect and
The two behemoths of the Xuan Mo Sect are about to go head-to-head, and the world of immortality has ushered in the darkest era.
In addition to Jiang Jianying, there are also many large and small sects in the world rushing to the Xuan Mo Sect. The plan of this group of jackals is very simple, they are ready to fish in troubled waters.
Xuan Mo Sect, the leader among the six top sects, has an unimaginable depth of knowledge and is powerful enough to sweep the world, but Jiang Jianying, the strongest swordsman in the Xuan Ling world, is already a powerful Nascent Soul.
This is a war with predictable results!
Wang Wanguo is forced into a desperate situation and will definitely fight with all his strength. This war will be exciting, but the Xuan Mo Sect will definitely disappear.
Jiang Jianying has already stood in another dimension, and he has truly become invincible in the world.
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In the eastern part of Xuan Mo Sect, near the vast ocean, there is a large swamp that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles.
The swamp is full of weeds and poisonous miasma, blocking out the sky and the sun. The small dark puddles are like devil's eyes, staring at the sky with resentment. yyls
There are poisonous snakes and poisonous insects hiding in the puddles, and scary figures flash from time to time in the miasma. Ordinary people would not dare to enter.
The Death Swamp is extremely famous in the Xuanling world. It is not only a barren and barren land, but also the location of the Xuanmo Sect.
In the central area of the swamp, there is a large area of rolling mist entangled, as if a demon from hell is sleeping.
Behind the demonic energy, there is a cave. Here are mountains and a waterfall falling from a thousand-meter-high mountain, just like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens. The rumbling sound shakes people's hearts.
There are green ancient trees everywhere, leaves rustling in the wind, the atmosphere is very peaceful, there are birds and animals in the forest, cranes flying in the sky, exotic flowers and plants everywhere, the air is refreshing, it can be described as a fairyland on earth.
Not an exaggeration.
Yuyu Qionglou is dotted among the mountains, and the glazed tiles reflect the light, making it seem like a magnificent heavenly palace where immortals live.
In a solemn palace, more than 20 elders from the Xuan Mo Sect were gathered, including the eldest elder Huangfu Feng and deputy sect leader Li Caiwei, whom Chen Yu had come into contact with.
Wang Xinyao, who had returned from training, was standing next to Li Cai'ao. She looked calm on the outside, but there was a deep worry that could not be hidden in Qiu Shui's long eyes, which she had never seen before.
At the top of the table, Wang Wanguo, dressed in black robe, closed his eyes and meditated. The atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing, and no one dared to speak first.
"I didn't expect that a junior two hundred years ago, two hundred years later, could be one step ahead of me and enter the formidable Nascent Soul Realm!" The Sect Master of All Nations opened his eyes, his eyes were as gloomy as water, but he was not in a hurry.
Impatient, very calm.
Not to mention anything else, there are not many people in the world who can achieve this kind of courage without changing their expression even when the mountains are falling.
"Jiang Jianying, this bastard, two hundred years ago, the sect leader saw him as pitiful and let him go. He never thought that the first thing he would do after he advanced to Nascent Soul was to come to trouble my Xuan Mo Sect. He couldn't wait to reach the Lian realm.
Not even stable!" A middle-aged man wearing a yellow and purple Taoist robe, with eyes as sharp as an eagle, sarcastically mocked Jiang Jianying.
The man's name is Li Qingfeng, and he is the second elder of the Xuan Mo Sect. He holds great power, second only to Wang Wanguo, Li Caiwei, and Huangfu Feng.
"Elder Li, after the war ended two hundred years ago, I originally wanted the deputy sect leader to lead people to pursue Jiang Jianying, but you volunteered and were confident, but what happened? But the young man fled overseas. A few years later, he became
Half-step Nascent Soul, return to the world." Wang Wanguo looked at Li Qingfeng, his tone was very calm, but the second elder felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.
Two hundred years ago, there was a lot of news about the war between the Xuan Mo Sect and the Wuliang Sword Sect. At the beginning of the war, Zhu Shiji from the Tiandao Sect, Wan Sheng from the Holy Spirit Sect, Xia Houyuan from the Freedom Sect, and Bai Jiutian from the Tianyao Sect all came.
As for the reason, it is very simple. On the one hand, it is to carve up the Wuliang Sword Sect, and on the other hand, it is to negotiate with Wang Wanguo to prevent Xuan Mo Sect from inserting its hands into the central area of Xuan Ling Realm.
The Tiandao Sect dominates the north, the Tianyao Sect and the Holy Spirit Sect divide the west, the Xuan Mo Sect is in the east, and the vast southern border belongs to the Zi Zi Sect.
The central region, with fertile land and rich resources, has always been a must-win area for the five top sects.
In order to check and balance the five parties, the five top sects agreed that the central region would not interfere.
Because he had to negotiate with the other four giants, Wang Wanguo handed over the task of chasing Jiang Jianying to Li Caiwei.
But the second elder, Li Qingfeng, felt that Jiang Jianying, who was seriously injured and escaped, was nothing more than a drowned dog, so he volunteered to hunt him down.
It's a pity that Li Qingfeng was tricked by Jiang Jianying, and the boy in white finally succeeded in escaping overseas.
If the person who went to chase him was Li Caiwei, maybe Jiang Jianying would have died, and the Wuliang Sword Sect would not have been rebuilt again, becoming a serious problem for Wang Wanguo.
It's too late to say anything. It's also Wang Wanguo's fault at that time. Although he didn't underestimate Jiang Jianying, he looked up to Li Qingfeng.
The second elder of the Xuan Mo Sect looks majestic outside, but he doesn't even dare to take a breath after being ridiculed by the sect master of all nations.
"Sect Master, do we have the strength to fight?!" the great elder Huangfu Feng said in a vicissitudes of voice. This old woman is already prepared to live and die with the Xuan Mo Sect.
Before Wang Wanguo could say anything, the deputy sect leader Li Cai'a said in a deep voice: "Although Jiang Jianying has advanced to Nascent Soul, he is not able to go all out due to the checks and balances of heaven. The sect leader and I, in conjunction with the sect-protecting formation, can compete with him."
It’s a tie.”
Today, Li Caiyi is already half a giant in the Nascent Soul, but she still respects Wang Wanguo as always.
"No, we are not his opponent!" Wang Wanguo shook his head.
Wang Xinyao said anxiously: "Father, Aunt Li and I checked the classics and found out that when Nascent Soul monks are shackled by the way of heaven, their combat power is equivalent to that of four half-step Nascent Souls working together. We have a chance."
"Yes, Sect Master, if Jiang Jianying really dares to ascend to the extreme, he will suffer a thunder disaster in the small realm!" Li Caiwei added.
Wang Wanguo sighed and smiled bitterly, "You... don't understand Jiang Jianying at all!"
"Two hundred years ago, in order to save the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Jiang Jianying knelt down and kowtowed to me in front of you, three times and nine times."
"Two hundred years later, he finally waited for the day when he advanced to the Nascent Soul. A wolf who knows how to be patient, now that he has shown his fangs, he will not stop fighting until death."