More than twenty top monks are already standing among the pinnacles of the world.
Their level of cultivation is supreme.
Their attainments at various levels of practice are among the highest in the world for 60,000 years.
They are the immortal gods who have reached the highest level of cultivation in the world!
In fact, Wen Li is also at this level.
But Wen Li stood alone in front of more than twenty of them and said such words in an understatement.
If you are an invading enemy, please leave the golden elixir of the Great Dao and return my kindness to Jushengshan!
His tone was calm and his expression was gentle, without any hint of fireworks or murderous intent. He looked like a gentle scholar, inviting all the dignitaries to drink tea with a smile.
But if we talk about arrogance, is there anyone in the world who is more arrogant than this?
"It is said that in Dongzhou, Jushengshan has always been arrogant and domineering, suppressing Dongzhou. Now it seems that even after the fall of Holy Lord Bai, he has not restrained himself..."
I saw an old man, stroking his beard and saying: "I originally wanted you to hand over the real dragon, but now it seems that Jusheng Mountain must be destroyed!"
His eyes turned cold, and he suddenly waved his sleeves. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and big waves suddenly rose.
In an instant, the world was turned upside down. In this vast sea area, there were endless violent winds, torrential rain, and howling.
More than twenty top Zhenxuan monks took action brazenly!
Loud noise!
Wen Li raised his sword to greet him!
Chen Ming fell from the sky!
The two peaks of Ju Sheng Mountain are really mysterious!
Confrontation head on!
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Gather in the Holy Mountain!
"Finally the refining is done."
Zhuang Ming opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
The eighth level of Zhenxuan, with a body of nine hundred feet long!
He has also formed the eighth seal of Zhenxuan!
The eighth level of Zhenxuan alone is like a real dragon, so majestic that it can fight against the nine seals of Zhenxuan in the world!
And the eight Zhenxuan seals on his body were condensed with the Gathering Holy Mountain technique and superimposed on his body. Compared to the real dragon back then, he was particularly thick and thick. Therefore, at this moment, compared to the real dragon thousands of feet tall,
Maybe it’s not inferior!
The eldest brother had previously sent him two more golden elixirs of the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan!
If he can swallow and refine it, he can directly break through the ninth realm of Zhenxuan, reach the Qianzhang level, and then practice the ninth seal of Zhenxuan.
However, he also knew that the time did not allow him to try to break through to the last realm in the world!
Forty-two peak Zhenxuan statues broke into the 40,000-mile sea area of Jusheng Mountain, and a war has begun!
"No matter how strong Senior Brother is, he can't resist the combined siege of more than forty people at the same level!"
Zhuang Ming closed his eyes and said secretly: "It's time for me to leave seclusion."
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The pinnacle of true mysticism is the highest among all cultivating beings, and no one is ordinary.
This battle breaks out fiercely!
In just an instant, it was a battle of life and death!
However, just as the war broke out, there was a sudden sound!
"Ancestor of the Futian Sect! Do you dare to fight?" Someone noticed something strange and exclaimed: "You want to reap the benefits?"
"Fart! Old ghost of Luoyang Sect!" the ancestor of Futian Sect shouted: "I haven't even seen the shadow of the true dragon. More than ten fellow Taoists have already fallen. I am here for the true dragon, not to fight to the death with them!"
"Asshole! You are obviously too timid to take action!"
The ancestor of Luoyang Sect shouted and retreated a little.
In an instant, everyone wanted to retreat, not daring to fight against the two peak Zhenxuan of Jusheng Mountain. After fighting to the death, these people took advantage of them.
Just as the ancestor of the Futian Sect said, the real dragon has not appeared yet!
But more than ten of them have already fallen!
As powerful as the Peak True Mystic, and superior to others, in the past, apart from exhaustion of lifespan, there might not be a Peak True Mystic who fell in the battle in three to five hundred years.
However, nowadays, it is no longer rare for the peak Zhenxuan to fall.
They have been cultivating for thousands of years, but their demise will only occur in an instant.
"Ancestor of the Futian Sect, if you don't dare to fight, we will have no choice but to work together to kill you first!"
The ancestor of the Shangpu Wuyi Sect yelled: "You disturbed the morale, all fellow Taoists did not try their best, and more than twenty peak Zhenxuan were repelled by two people from the Ju Shengshan Mountain. It is really the greatest absurdity in the world!"
The expression of the ancestor of the Futian Sect changed again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay!"
He immediately moved forward and faced Jushengshan Chen Ming head-on. He picked up the fly whisk in his hand and hit him hard.
However, with a sweep of the whisk, a peak Zhenxuan statue next to him was swept away.
This peak Zhenxuan is also a person who is good at fighting. He condensed his Tao skills in an instant and resisted!
It roared and rolled, and the residual power swept across thousands of miles, as if the sea area had exploded.
Before he could catch his breath.
A sudden stinging pain behind my back!
One person pierced his heart.
Ancestor of Luoyang Sect!
Sudden changes!
Everyone was shocked!
"Negative Sky Sect! Luoyang Sect!"
The remaining peak Zhenxuan was horrified and shouted angrily.
Then they saw the ancestors of the Futian Sect and the Luoyang Sect, one after another, transformed into a young man, with the same appearance.
"The juniors gather at the Holy Mountain for the third true biography of Tang Tianying."
"This junior is also the third true successor of Jusheng Mountain, Tang Tianying."
"To be honest with you, among you, there is still Tang Tianying, the third true successor of Jusheng Mountain, but which one he is will only show up when the next unlucky guy appears."
Tang Tianying said that he only had one external incarnation, but the message he left was enough to drive a wedge between these temporary alliances and make them fear each other.
He looked at the peak Zhenxuan with some regret in his heart.
After all, his own cultivation is not at the level of the Peak True Mystic. Otherwise, with his two hidden identities, he should have taken away two of the Peak True Mystics. Now he showed up one after another and took action, and he only managed to capture one.
"Gathering in the Holy Mountain is a good idea. We are all ancestors of various sects and the highest practitioners in the world. We worked together to attack, but unknowingly, we lost half of our people."
The ancestor of Shangpu Wuyi Sect's face was extremely cold, and his heart was even more unbelievable.
Even if he were to sneak attack a peak Zhenxuan in person, he would still be unable to kill him.
But the people who gathered in the Holy Mountain were able to succeed repeatedly.
It is said that the White Saint Lord of the Jusheng Mountain is invincible in the world. His inheritance must be unique, and his combat power is far superior to that of ordinary immortal sects.
But this is too incredible!
"Fellow Taoists, we gathered at the Holy Mountain and lost half of our men without any effort. Now if we have any strength left, I am afraid that all of them will perish here. If we want to seize the real dragon, we will kill them all!"
The ancestor of the Shangpu Wuyi Sect gritted his teeth and said: "The Jusheng Mountain can be so powerful, perhaps because they have already slain the dragon and reaped the benefits... Only by destroying the Jusheng Mountain can they obtain the secret of the true dragon!"
The remaining peak Zhenxuan, who were also ancestors, naturally had great courage and responded immediately.
However, the moment they were about to take action!
The sound of the dragon's roar spread throughout the waters of Jusheng Mountain!
But I saw thunder flashing in the vast sea, among the violent storms.
There is a real dragon entrenched in the nine heavens, looking down.