The sky was gloomy, and the rolling dark clouds were like an inverted vast ocean, as if they were about to fall from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and covering a hundred thousand miles of death swamp.
The strong wind blew through the desolate land, like ghosts whimpering and howling. If the people of Li were really here, they would have been frightened and fainted. yyls
This day finally came. On the horizon, there was a stunning light, one, two... thousands of rainbow lights, like locust swarms passing by. The sound of wind and lightning continued to rise and fall, the mountains roared and the tsunami surged. The scene was so vast, like
Ten thousand immortals came to court to see the supreme Immortal Emperor.
Jiang Jianying, the strongest swordsman in the Xuanling world, led thousands of troops and rushed to Xuanmo Sect.
There is a demonic mist lingering outside the Xuanmo Sect’s cave, which is called the ‘Eye of the Devil’ by the world! It’s very vivid!
At this moment, there are many monks from the Xuanling Realm in all directions in the billowing demonic mist. There are elders and masters of large and small sects who are ready to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and fish in troubled waters. There are also some casual cultivators who are not doing anything else but watching the battle.
There are the younger generation who are not very advanced but very ambitious, and there are also the older generation who are famous. Some people are standing on the hills, and some people are hanging in the sky. There are many figures, at least more than 200,000.
"Do you think the Xuan Mo Sect has the strength to compete with Sword Master Jiang in this war?!" Someone raised such a question, and there were many responses.
"The leader of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Sect ten years ago should be said to be the first person in the half-step Nascent Soul. But in the past ten years, first a human leader Chen Yu emerged, and then Jiang Jianying successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul, Xuan Mo Sect's
Although the foundation is strong, it is far from the opponent of the Wuliang Sword Sect." A white-haired old man, a highly respected senior, asserted that Xuan Mo Sect will be destroyed today, disappear into smoke, and all the glory of the past will be buried under the soil.
"It's hard to say. It's true that Jiang Jianying is a powerful Nascent Soul, but this is a small realm. He is suppressed by the law of heaven and cannot fully sublimate and fight heartily." Some sect leaders also speculated that this war must be inevitable.
Many people will die, but Xuan Mo Sect is really not at the end of its rope.
The most important point is that Jiang Jianying must be concerned about the way of heaven. Once he goes all out, he will definitely trigger a thunder disaster, and he will inevitably end up dead.
"In addition to the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms, Xuan Mo Sect, it is said that the deputy sect leader Li Caiwei has also become a half-step Nascent Soul giant. There is another point, the Xuan Mo Sect's sect-protecting formation, but the ancestors of the previous generation worked hard before ascending to the great realm.
It is engraved, and its power is unpredictable." There are also older generations who are familiar with the Xuan Mo Sect, and they analyze the trump card in the hands of the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms very clearly.
"Here we come!" Someone exclaimed in surprise, and the crowd of onlookers, who were in the dark, all turned around and looked back.
Jiang Jianying, a young man in white, led 30,000 disciples of the outer sect to arrive at the Eye of the Devil.
"Is this the powerful Nascent Soul? I seem to have seen a bright star that shines brightly!" Someone from the older generation looked at the young man in white and felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if he was being pressed by a mountain, and his bones were about to break.
Cracked.
It wasn't just him, everyone had this feeling, it was so scary, it felt like their souls were about to leave their bodies.
Behind Jiang Jianying, the thirty thousand disciples of the outer sect all had red eyes, like extremely hungry beasts.
Jiang Jianying had promised them before that as long as they entered the Xuan Mo Sect, whoever could get the skills, elixirs, magic weapons, and women would be theirs.
The boy in white clothes put his hands on his back, and hung on his waist the Xuanling Realm's most important weapon, the Star Picking Sword. His long and narrow eyes, like a heavenly sword, looked into the devil's eyes, and his pupils were as cold as ice.
In this life, Jiang Jianying has only been to the Death Swamp twice.
For the first time, he knelt down to Wang Wanguo in front of the deputy sect leader of the Xuan Mo Sect, Li Caiwei, in front of the first elder Huangfu Feng, in front of the second elder Li Qingfeng, and in front of too many people.
He knelt on his knees and knocked his forehead on the cold floor, making a bang bang sound, just to change the determination of the sect leader of all nations and save more than 10,000 disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect at that time.
Unfortunately, the result was not satisfactory. The hero was already determined.
In fact, on that day two hundred years ago, many elders of the Xuan Mo Sect advised Wang Wanguo and asked him to kill Jiang Jianying on the spot, preventing the boy in white from having the chance to leave the Death Swamp alive and return to Tianjian Mountain.
But Jiang Jianying was too smart. At that time, he made his trip to the Death Swamp known to everyone in the world.
If the boy in white died in the Xuan Mo Sect, what would the world think of him, Wang Wanguo?! After all, Jiang Jianying came to the Xuan Mo Sect to show her loyalty and surrender, but Wang Wanguo himself was not willing to do so.
As a last resort, Wang Wanguo let Jiang Jianying go, and then there were endless troubles.
Two hundred years later, Jiang Jianying came here for the second time. His cultivation level was different, and his state of mind was also different, but only the humiliation still existed in his heart.
Some things can be picked up and put down, but dignity can never be picked up again if it is lost.
"Jiang Jianying is here, inviting the sect masters of all nations to enter the sea and fight!" The voice of the young man in white shook the surrounding areas, turning into undulating sound waves that rippled in all directions.
He wanted to fight Wang Wanguo on the same territory, but there was no reply from the devil's eyes.
"Is the Master of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms afraid?" someone whispered.
"The Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Kingdoms cannot afford to lose. Once he leaves the Devil's Eye, it will be difficult for him to come back. Here, with the help of Deputy Sect Leader Li Cai'a and the Sect Protector Formation, he can still have a fighting chance against Sword Master Jiang." There is a sect.
The elder explained to everyone.
"Hmph!" Above the sky, the young man in white snorted coldly, "Afraid of death, do you think I can't do anything to you if you are hiding in a turtle shell?"
"Disperse!" Jiang Jianying waved her sleeves, and a strong wind surged. The power was so terrifying that it was enough to blow the mountains into pieces.
A strong wind swept across the sky and earth, and too many onlookers who were caught off guard did not even have a chance to react. They were swept up into the sky. Amidst the miserable howls, individual figures exploded, and the clouds of blood mist were like fireworks, alluring and sad.
The strong wind blew away the surging demonic mist from the Devil's Eye. In the eyes of outsiders, the Xuan Mo Sect, which had always been mysterious, was finally exposed to the world.
The mountains are undulating, the cranes are in groups, the ancient trees are lush and green, and there are rare and exotic animals everywhere. The palaces and attics are hazy, like a magnificent heavenly palace.
There is a big mountain lying in front, with ancient formations shining with light, and a terrifying murderous aura rising into the sky. There are several elders of the Xuan Mo Sect sitting on it.
This mountain is the gateway to the Xuan Mo Sect, and its location is particularly important. It is guarded by Li Qingfeng, the second elder of the Xuan Mo Sect.
"Jiang Jianying, two hundred years ago, I cherished my talent and spared your life. It's just that you didn't know how to be grateful, but you tried to destroy my Xuan Mo Sect?! Shameless villain!" Li Qingfeng shouted at Jiang Jianying, standing on moral ground
The commanding heights, an ugly face.
The young man in white looked at the second elder of the Xuan Mo Sect, his heart untroubled, but his pupils as black as ink were like two cold stars in the winter night, too cold.