No one expected that the people in Yunlongxuan would take action directly when the Immortal Lord was in front of him.
"boom--"
The white tiger pounces down, followed by thousands of sword lights.
Cao Qiujian's expression was extremely ugly.
He is a dignified immortal king, but he was challenged by a junior on the third floor of Wanhua City.
This is a shame and will make you a laughing stock!
"die--"
Cao Qiujian shouted loudly and flew up. A long golden flag flashed in his hand, and golden blood spears pierced directly from the long flag.
"Bang——"
The spear collided with the white tiger, causing the void to explode.
The spear smashed the white tiger's body into pieces, and Huang Zhihu retreated uncontrollably.
The body shape of the 20,000-sword cultivator below shook.
Those spears chased Huang Zhihu.
The bloody light on the spear seemed to smash Huang Zhihu's body into pieces.
"Protector Commander——"
Below, someone on the sword formation shouted.
Bai Shi, who was holding a long sword, let out a long roar, causing the power of the formation to change.
"Buzz——"
Countless sword lights converged into a phantom of a basalt dragon turtle, protecting Huang Zhihu within it.
The bloody spear hit the Xuanwu shadow and shattered inch by inch.
The one with the strongest defense is Xuanwu.
Cao Jianqiu snorted coldly, drew the long flag in his hand, and golden light gathered into a spear again.
But before he could take action, a pair of curved swords followed the white tiger and slashed him down.
The big sword seemed to tear apart a piece of cloth, with an ear-piercing scream.
The sword light slashed down, and the strong wind caused by it made everyone look pale.
This wind can hurt the soul!
"Buzz——"
Golden light curtains rose above Wanhua City.
This is because Xiang Lingshuang's swordsmanship is too strong, triggering the power of Wanhua City to automatically resist.
Cao Jianqiu didn't expect that these two swords could be so powerful.
He knows what kind of power is needed to activate Wanhua City's formation.
That can only be triggered when you reach the Immortal Lord level.
This sword can kill the Immortal Lord!
Not daring to neglect, the long flag in front of him activated the spear to block the two swords.
"when--"
The spear shattered.
The two swords did not stop at all and continued to chop down.
Cao Jianqiu's expression changed, and the long flag in his hand turned into a golden bell, blocking it in front of him.
"when--"
The long sword struck the golden bell, causing ripples and golden light shooting out.
Cao Jianqiu, who was hiding in the golden bell, looked pale and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
The opponent's power is too strong!
Moreover, when those swords were slashed out, his own immortal treasure felt like he couldn't resist it.
Who is it that can have such fighting power?
This kind of power is simply that of an ancient demon.
"Gather!"
When Xiang Lingshuang retracted her long sword, the Xuanwu on Huang Zhihu's head dissipated and turned into a long green dragon. Then the long dragon circled and condensed into a huge green sword as she shouted.
The giant sword slashed down.
The power of this sword is not weaker than Xiang Lingshuang's sword.
When activated by the sword light, the surrounding power of heaven and earth was pushed away.
Sword cultivation and sword formation have always been the most effective means of killing.
"Bang——"
The giant sword struck the golden bell, and the golden bell shattered inch by inch, with countless cracks appearing on it.
An extremely powerful fairy treasure felt like it collapsed under the influence of two swords!
From the time Huang Zhihu and Xiang Lingshuang took action, the immortal treasure was about to collapse, and it only took ten breaths in total.
This ten-breath change made all the immortal cultivators watching around him confused.
Shouldn't the powerful Immortal Lord be able to conquer everything?
In worldly cultivation, apart from the aloof Immortal Lord, isn’t it just the Immortal Lord?
But at this time, a powerful Immortal Lord is clearly being suppressed, and even the Immortal Treasure may be shattered!
This world is really crazy!
"Buzz——"
Huang Zhihu's cyan sword that gathered the power of the battle formation dispersed.
The second sword is reunited.
If you can help the leader fight against the Immortal Lord, it doesn't matter if you die!
There was an uncontrollable fighting spirit in those sword cultivators.
The reunited long sword is even more dazzling and magnificent.
Before the sword could solidify, the two swords in Xiang Lingshuang's hands had already been chopped down.
With this sword strike, Cao Jianqiu's fairy treasure will undoubtedly be shattered!
"No fight to the death in Wanhua City -" Cao Jianqiu suddenly shouted loudly.
No fight to the death?
Just now you wanted to kill someone else.
The surrounding cultivators who were watching all had smiles on their faces.
"boom--"
In the void, a thunderbolt struck down and hit Xiang Lingshuang's swords.
"No fighting to the death is allowed in Wanhua City."
A majestic voice sounded.
In the air, a Taoist wearing a green robe and a lotus jade crown shouted coldly.
Xiang Lingshuang raised his swords, and blood surged from his body.
Behind him, the shadow of a thousand-foot-long sacred elephant appeared.
The power of the divine elephant is combined with the power of the Heaven and Earth War Puppet, and the power of heaven and earth activated around him turns into a halo.
The green-robed Taoist had a solemn expression on his face.
Taking advantage of the Taoist's appearance, the halo of the fairy treasure in front of Cao Jianqiu flashed and turned into a long banner again.
It's just that there are many more cracks on the long flag.
He bowed his hands to the green-robed Taoist, turned around and left.
I have lost all my face today, and there is no use keeping it any more.
"Just wait, I, the Zhenyang Tower, will kill you all." He snorted coldly and left behind harsh words. Cao Jianqiu's body flashed and he flew away in the void.
Xiang Lingshuang raised the sword in his hand, and the green-robed Taoist not far in front of him waved his hand, and golden light turned into a light curtain, blocking him in front of him.
"You want to stop me?" Xiang Lingshuang's voice was like thunder, and she looked up to the sky and shouted.
In front of the Immortal Lord, you dare to shout loudly!
The long swords on Huang Zhihu's head gathered together, condensing without firing.
"This is the rule of Wanhua City." Qingpao Taoist looked at Xiang Lingshuang and shouted coldly.
rule?
Why didn't the Immortal Lord of Zhenyang Tower take action before and follow the rules?
Why didn't those Immortal Lord's disciples tell them the rules before when they came to Yunlongxuan?
Rules are meant to constrain those who abide by them.
"rule?"
Xiang Lingshuang gritted her teeth, and a violent aura began to vibrate in her body.
He is not strong enough to fully control the power within the war puppet.
"Rules?" At this time, outside Yunlong Pavilion, Mu Wan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.
She raised her head and looked around, with a calm expression on her face.
"My senior brother has traveled all over the world, and no one has ever dared to raise any rules in front of him."
"Now that Senior Brother has not returned, you are here to tell us the rules?"
Raising her hand, a green light flashed in her palm.
That's an alchemy furnace.
Huayuan Ding.
This kind of treasure, in Mu Wan's hands, burst out with a completely different divine light than before.
In the green halo, there seems to be a shadow of a huge tree that stretches up to the sky, and a green divine light flashes between the branches and leaves.
"Zhihu, take this treasure, go up to the fourth floor, and destroy this Zhenyang Tower."
"I remember there are no rules on the fourth floor. All parties can fight to the death."
Mu Wan pushed the alchemy cauldron in her hand forward and it fell into Huang Zhihu's hand.
Huang Zhihu held the alchemy cauldron in his hand, with a strange color on his face.
She could sense a power from this alchemy cauldron that was so surging that it could shatter a whole world into pieces.
What power is this?
"Why don't you go quickly?" Mu Wan shouted softly.
"Okay." Huang Zhihu nodded and looked around him, "Bai Shi, protect this place."
My leader wants to go up to the fourth floor to destroy Zhenyang Tower!
That is a powerful force with four Immortal Lords in one family, and it is the top force in the entire Wanhua City!
Your leader dares to go to the fourth floor and compete with such a general trend!
How happy it is.
The fighting spirit rose to the sky, and he wished he could walk with Huang Zhihu.
Huang Zhihu held the alchemy cauldron in both hands and flew away.
The green-robed Taoist's complexion changed, and just as he was about to take action, Xiang Lingshuang pointed his sword forward, locking his figure in place.
Until Huang Zhihu flew away, Mu Wan below said loudly: "Xiang Lingshuang, go help Zhihu."
Xiang Lingshuang hesitated for a moment, nodded, and turned back into a height of ten feet. Holding two swords in hand, she flew out of the void.
The green-robed Taoist looked solemn, his eyes fell on Mu Wan, and then looked into the distance. In the end, he didn't say anything, and his figure slowly faded away.
You can have rules on the third floor, but not on the fourth floor!
"boom--"
In the void, Lin Shen and the others who were originally fighting also pulled away and headed towards the fourth floor.
The besieged three-level warriors looked at each other with bewildered expressions on their faces.
They saw everything that just happened.
A powerful Immortal Lord was almost destroyed by his Immortal Treasure in Yunlongxuan.
Now, the strong men of Yunlongxuan are going to the fourth floor and directly challenge Zhenyang Tower.
People like me were just looking for death!
"Wanhua City, I'm afraid things are about to change..." A middle-aged man wearing a blue half-length battle armor changed his expression and whispered in a low voice.
"Sword cultivator, are they really related to the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect?" Someone turned pale and whispered.
Outside Yunlong Pavilion, on the entire Guanyuan Street, countless immortal cultivators looked to the sky, and then quietly turned their heads to look in the direction of Yunlong Pavilion.
Who dares to imagine that Yunlongxuan not only survived the siege from all sides, but also directly went up to the sky with an army to compete with the Zhenyang Tower on the fourth floor.
Hu Yunlong and others looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.
If I had known that Mu Wan and the others had such strength, would they need to worry about it themselves?
In the void, on a flying boat, Zhao Chen and Yang Dingtian stood side by side.
"Don't worry, Sect Master Yang Dingtian. As my eldest brother, after he comes back, today's helping hand will definitely be repaid a hundredfold." Zhao Chen bowed his hand towards Yang Dingtian.
No matter what, if Yang Dingtian can come in person, this kindness must be repaid.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan is indeed extraordinary." Yang Dingtian shook his head gently.
He thought that Han Muye just had a strong cultivation base and monstrous fighting power.
At this moment, it seems that Han Muye has many strong men under his command.
"Destroy Zhenyang Tower, your sister-in-law is really extraordinary." Yang Dingtian glanced at Yunlongxuan in the distance, and then guided the flying boat to the fourth floor.
"If we can destroy Zhenyang Tower, I don't mind joining forces."
Join forces to destroy Zhenyang Tower!
If Yang Dingtian and the Red Flame Sword Sect behind him wanted to establish themselves here, they would naturally have to compete with the big forces.
Zhenyang Tower is a big force.
If Zhenyang Tower can be destroyed, the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect can gain enough territory and resources.
It still has enough power.
"boom--"
The torrent of voices from the Son of the Void spread through.
Huang Zhihu broke through the world with one sword and rushed into the fourth floor.
Behind her, Xiang Lingshuang rushed in holding two swords.
As for Lin Shen and the others, they are not far behind.
As soon as he entered the fourth floor, Huang Zhihu glanced at the stretching city.
The power of heaven and earth here is stronger, and the city tower is taller.
The surging fairy light seemed to cover the entire world.
One day of practicing here is worth ten days on the first or second level.
The fourth floor is the essence of Wanhua City!
The fourth floor couldn't help but kill, and the moment she arrived, she had already attracted the attention of many powerful people.
One after another figures flew towards him.
These people have great strength in them.
The strong are all strong!
"I'm here just to find Zhenyang Tower!" Huang Zhihu shouted loudly, and flew forward with sword light swirling around his body.
"Buzz——"
A sword light flew in front of her.
She reached out and grabbed it with a smile on her face.
This is the guidance given to her by Yang Dingtian.
With this guide, you can find Zhenyang Tower.
The fact that Yang Dingtian's guidance is here shows that Yang Dingtian has arrived and is still willing to cooperate with them.
Huang Zhihu's words caused divine thoughts to intersect in the surrounding void.
Is this trouble for Zhenyang Tower?
Zhenyang Tower is one of the most powerful forces on the entire fourth floor.
Some people are confused, some are eager to try, and some are curious.
Countless spiritual thoughts and streams of light followed Huang Zhihu and headed towards Zhenyang Tower.
At this time, many major forces in the entire fourth floor knew about the turmoil and the reasons for it.
"Is this the sword cultivation force that caused the fall of Immortal Lord Yuanshe last time?" On a high platform, an old man in black robes spoke in a low voice with a smile on his face.
He has an illusory aura that only the powerful Immortal Lord can possess.
"Yes, the last time an elder died in Zhenyang Tower, it was related to these sword cultivators."
"Some people speculate that these sword cultivators may be related to Yang Dingtian of the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect."
An old man in green robe said in a low voice.
"Haha, no matter which force it is, it's not in line with my wishes to cause trouble for Zhenyang Tower?" The old man in black robe laughed, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Let the strong men in the gang assemble and all the golden immortals be on standby."
"As long as Zhenyang Tower is really attacked, we will go for a visit."
…
The fourth floor of Wanhua City is also where the disciples of Immortal Master Chen Yuan live.
At this time, in a golden hall, more than a dozen immortal cultivators of different shapes and faces were sitting across from each other.
From the top position, an old man wearing a blue Taoist robe with shining immortal patterns cast his gaze.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Junior brothers, Yunlongxuan goes up to the fourth floor and wants to compete with Zhenyang Tower. What do you think?"
The old man's name is Immortal Lord Zhu Huan. As the third disciple of the Immortal Lord, his cultivation is already at the peak level among the Immortal Lords.
In Wanhua City, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan was in charge of the operation of the entire city while Immortal Lord Chen Yuan was in retreat.
"Senior brother, those people in Yunlongxuan ignored the rules of our Wanhua City and went up to the fourth floor. They should be killed." An old man in black robes sitting under Immortal Lord Zhu Huan snorted coldly.
He is Gao Duanyue, the eighth disciple of Immortal Master Chen Yuan. He is an Immortal Lord and has many disciples who are not bad in cultivation.
Gao Duanyue's words made other people in the hall look askance.
Some nodded, some shook their heads.
"Senior Brother Gao, you said that because Jin Wu and the others lost your face in front of Yunlongxuan, right?" Opposite Gao Duanyue, a middle-aged man who was also wearing a black robe and had a smile on his face said.
He is the twelfth disciple of Immortal Lord, his name is Wu Zhen, he is in the realm of Immortal Lord, and he usually has no dealings with Gao Duanyue.
"Wu Twelve, what do you mean?" Gao Duanyue snorted coldly, "What I care about is my Wanhua City's face!"
These words made Wu Zhen sneer, but he didn't speak again.
Many others chuckled.
Everyone knows whose face it is for.
Coming up, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan waved his hand, and the hall became quiet.
"The rules of our Wanhua City should be established, but we can't let others talk about it."
Looking at Gao Duanyue, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan said calmly: "Please ask Junior Brother Gao to go there."
After a pause, his eyes flashed brightly: "Everything follows the rules."
Gao Duan Yue was overjoyed, stood up, cupped his hands towards Immortal Lord Zhu Huan, turned around and walked out of the hall.
Watching him walk out of the hall, Wu Zhen suddenly whispered: "Last time, the master of Yunlongxuan asked Chuan Ling, a disciple of Fifth Senior Brother, to hand over a copy of the origin of the Ruins Realm. It seems that it was handed over to Senior Brother Gao?"
The origin of the ruin world?
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
This is a treasure that they all covet, something that Master needs.
"Fifth Senior Brother cannot go out in seclusion, and Senior Brother Gao will take care of the affairs under the sect." A white-haired old man wearing a golden light on his head next to Wu Zhen looked at the superior Zhu Huan, "Third Senior Brother, the origin of the Ruins Realm is what Master wants."
Immortal Lord Zhu Huan's expression remained unchanged as he looked outside the hall, his eyes showing depth.
"I know this."
Know?
Wu Zhen and others looked at Zhu Huan.
A copy of the Origin of the Ruin Realm, which was given to the Immortal Lord by the master of Yunlongxuan.
Even if the Immortal Lord doesn't personally protect him, it still won't be justified if one of his people is injured.
If the person who sent the origin to the Immortal Lord does not protect him, who else in Wanhua City will give the origin to the Immortal Lord in the future?
"Third Senior Brother, Master has been in seclusion for 300,000 years, you..." An old man with a black beard narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.
The Immortal Lord has not emerged for 300,000 years, and the third senior brother in charge of Wanhua City has other ideas?
In the main hall, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
"Hmph, how could I have two minds about Master?" Zhu Huan snorted coldly.
Strong Qi and blood surged through his body.
"Only by taking action at the critical moment in Wanhua City can we gain the gratitude of the master of Yunlongxuan."
"If not, how can it appear that the origin is precious and the immortal is majestic?"
After saying that, he waved his hand and said: "Go on your own."
In the main hall, everyone stood up, looked at each other, and turned to leave.
It wasn't until everyone left that Immortal Lord Zhu Huan sat up straight with a solemn look on his face.
"It's been three hundred thousand years and you still haven't returned."
"You said that if you don't come back in a hundred thousand years, you will hand over Wanhua City to me."
"Now, it has been three hundred thousand years, Immortal Lord, it's time for me to achieve the rank of Immortal Lord."
Spreading his hands, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan saw a ball of cyan source power swirling in his palm.
It was the group that Han Muye had given Chuanling Jinxian to bring back.
——————
In the southeast of Wanhua City, there is a high pavilion rising up to the sky, which is the Zhenyang Tower.
Zhenyang Building originally had five immortal kings, four elders and one building owner.
A few years ago, an Immortal Lord, the original Immortal Lord, died outside, causing Zhenyang Tower to tremble.
Even the entire fourth floor of Wanhua City is paying attention to this matter.
The powerful Immortal Lord has fallen, and the city has not been around for thousands of years.
"Dong——"
"Dong——"
The mighty bells came from the top floor of Zhenyang Tower.
Lines of fairy light rose from it.
On the top of Zhenyang Tower, three old men wearing blue fairy robes stood there.
The person who preceded him had a mixture of fairy light and divine light, and his face was simple and majestic.
The other two people were also full of immortal energy, and their energy and blood seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth.
"Cao Jianqiu has sent word that the three-story minor repairman who is coming to compete with our Zhenyang Tower has arrived a hundred thousand miles away." The old man on the left sneered.
"Cao Jianqiu has only so much potential, and he can't even suppress the little ants on the third floor."
The middle-aged monk on the right snorted coldly.
There was a long black sword behind him, with a hint of green light on it.
The green-bearded old man standing in the middle had his eyes slightly closed but made no sound.
He is the owner of Zhenyang Tower, Immortal Lord Du Yiran.
Outsiders call him "The Immortal Lord of Zhenyang."
The other two are First Elder Su He and Second Elder Chen Chi.
Su He's name is "The Immortal Lord of the Moon Sea".
In Zhenyang Tower, the three of them are the real core.
The fallen Immortal Lord of the Original House and Cao Jianqiu, who was defeated from the third floor, did not have much real power, and naturally they were not involved in the secrets of Zhenyang Tower.
"Originally, I didn't want to cause a scene, but Wu Twelve sent a message that Immortal Chen Yuan has not returned for 300,000 years, so let me test it out."
Du Yiran didn't care about how to deal with Huang Zhihu and the others, but talked about something else.
These words made the other two people's expressions change.
"Senior Brother, you mean to see if the Immortal Lord is really not coming back?" Immortal Lord Yuehai whispered.
Du nodded resolutely, with a strange look in his eyes.
"I have been in this Wanhua City for nearly tens of millions of years. I have searched almost all over the abyss of the sky. The only place where the Haotian Golden Crow fell is -"
He paused in his words and looked forward.
In the sky ahead, a stream of light flew towards me.
"Lord, please take action!" Cao Jianqiu shouted loudly.
Behind Cao Jianqiu, golden light flashed.
That was Huang Zhihu flying in with the Yuanding Cauldron in his hand.
"Huh, dignified Immortal Lord, it is extremely embarrassing to be frightened to this point by a mere junior." Chen Chi shouted angrily, stepped out of the Zhenyang Tower in one step, and crossed thousands of miles, directly blocking Cao Jianqiu.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Second Elder, be careful, the alchemy cauldron in her hand——"
Before Cao Jianqiu finished speaking, Chen Chi raised his hand and struck Huang Zhihu head-on with a golden bead in his palm.
The bead Hunyuan has countless holes on it, and when it rotates, it makes the sound of wind roaring.
The beads flew out, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be directly imprisoned, and the strong wind did not move at all.
"Certainly--"
Chen Chi shouted lowly, and streams of golden light emitted from the beads, shrouding Huang Zhihu's body.
"It's Immortal Lord Chen Chi's Wind-fixing Bead, which is the finest among the immortal treasures!" Someone in the distance whispered.
Above the fourth floor, especially the powerful Immortals like them, everyone knows what treasures anyone has.
This treasure of Immortal Lord Chen Chi is capable of setting time and all kinds of spells, and can overwhelm the power of heaven and earth. It is a first-rate and most powerful treasure.
Even an immortal king can be suppressed for a moment in front of him.
Don't look at this moment, it's a matter of life and death!
"Can you stop it?" Someone looked at the alchemy cauldron held in Huang Zhihu's hand and said in a low voice.
"I'm afraid it's difficult, the gap in cultivation is too big." Someone shook his head.
"Buzz——"
Just when the golden light of the Dingfeng Pearl fell in front of Huang Zhihu, the alchemy cauldron held in Huang Zhihu's hand suddenly vibrated.
In the alchemy cauldron, a green aura came out, and with a twist, the golden light of the Wind-fixing Pearl melted.
After the golden light melted, the aura did not dissipate and continued to roll up, wrapping the Fixed Wind Bead in it.
Immortal Lord Chen Chi's expression changed, and he was just about to make a secret in his hand to trigger the wind-fixing beads to change, but his whole body trembled.
On the wind-fixing bead that can stabilize the world, cracks appeared one after another!
Green light emitted from the alchemy cauldron in Huang Zhihu's hand, and he wrapped the Wind-fixing Pearl around it and dragged it into the alchemy cauldron!
"Original power!"
Some people shouted in horror.
There is clearly original power in this alchemy cauldron.
The power of the source can only be controlled by the Immortal Lord.
"Tongtianmu?" In the distance, an old man wearing a black robe showed surprise on his face, backed away slowly, then turned around and left.
"The news about the Tongtian Immortal Lord that the temple has been looking for has been revealed."
…
"boom--"
The green aura rushed towards the sluggish Immortal Lord Chen Chi.
If a black illusory palm hadn't blocked the aura, Immortal Chen Chi might have fallen into the cyan aura on the spot.
He turned to look at Du Yiran, who was falling in the distance, and then looked at Cao Jianqiu aside, his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Because the immortal treasure he had refined was destroyed, his mind was impacted, and his soul was greatly damaged.
"No wonder you dare to come to our Zhenyang Tower. You do have some skills." Du Yiran's eyes fell on the alchemy cauldron held by Huang Zhihu, greed flashed in his eyes, and he whispered softly.
"boom--"
Behind Huang Zhihu, Xiang Lingshuang, holding a long sword and transforming into a thousand-foot-long black-armored war puppet, flew up, his body shining with sword light.
The two swords crossed each other and slashed down.
"Tianhuang war puppet?"
"People from Xuanjia Sect?" In the distance, on the top of Zhenyang Tower, Zhenyang Immortal Lord frowned.