The sea breeze blows the water waves, and the ships follow the wind and break the waves, sailing in the boundless sea.
On the deck of a giant ship, Yun Ben held his hand on the handrail, and the salty sea breeze blew, bringing moist water vapor to his face.
Behind him, a group of martial arts disciples were either steering the ship or sailing, or looking at the sea in the distance.
To be more precise, he is sensing the Fangfang Xuan Gong realm that may exist somewhere in the sea.
The purpose of the high-rise ships drifting on the sea is the same as theirs, they are all looking for the mysterious realm that has been scattered all over the place after the catalog of ten thousand immortals was opened.
Phew~
At a certain moment, the ship in the distance suddenly turned its rudder and returned, attracting a group of martial arts disciples to look at it.
Shi saw ships returning one after another, and further away, there was sword light rising into the sky, and a cold voice echoed:
"This sea area is under the jurisdiction of my Lingtian Sword Sect. If you fellow Taoists have nothing important to do, please go elsewhere!"
"He needs to cheer up for this trip. If necessary, he may be able to rely on his gourd..."
"That's not necessary."
The fastest among them is the Lingtian Sword, which is only a hair's breadth away from Jiuyao.
Ying Qingqing is not a normal holy son of Tianli Sect, but the next generation leader appointed by Tianli Taoist!
He frowned inwardly and glanced at Gu Shen Tong. Seeing the latter's expressionless face, his heart skipped a beat.
"this……"
From fiction to reality!
The more the Wu Dou Sect develops and grows, the more terrifying and fearful these eleven families can be felt by these people.
To the naked eye, this small island seems to be the same as many islands in the endless sea, unremarkable.
Jiang Bicheng was in a daze.
Hearing this name, Yuan Ben couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and all the rank masters in the square couldn't help but feel a little commotion and fear.
Ying Qingqing's voice calmed down, he clapped his hands, and disciples of the Tianli Sect came down holding pieces of tokens:
Yuan Ben turned around.
He looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He still glanced at the crowd from time to time without fading away.
Hundreds or thousands?
…
As if aware of Yuan Ben's gaze, the man trembled and opened his eyes:
"Everyone should know that more than thirty years ago when Jiang Bi's catalog was opened, it was actually an alien demon who invaded the Ten Thousand Immortals Map, and this demon's ambitions are far beyond that! He really wants to disrupt our Longquan and destroy the world!"
"Demon Killing Order!"
It’s thousands!
Jiang Bicheng came back to his senses:
"I don't know..."
What this promise represents is Longquan Heaven and Earth!
"If you respond to calamity as a human being, you can naturally eliminate your own calamity to a certain extent."
Almost everyone in the world knows about the ‘Devil-Slaying Order’ in the Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Immortals, and there is no shortage of people who yearn for it.
"These Wang Muzhi all come from ancient times!"
Ying Wu spoke concisely and to the point, and raised his hand while speaking.
I just felt that there seemed to be stars twinkling under the white robe, from strength to decline, from one to eight hundred and eighty-seven...
Yuan Ben was given a token, which felt cold in his hands and felt a slight chill in his heart.
But it’s not as good as the odds behind that portal!
Thousands of divine lights are like tentacles stretching out and then withdrawing themselves.
"This island is probably from Jiang Bicheng!"
"This is……"
But in his perception, there was nothing in front of him. The island seemed to be between existence and non-existence...
The thoughts of everyone should be ruthless and clear, but they didn't care much. They just raised their hands and pressed weakly:
Buzz~!
In the more than seventy years since they came to the Longquan world, thanks to the strong spiritual energy and the techniques and rank diagrams provided by Yang Yu, the group of people have advanced very quickly.
In a corner of the deck not far from him, a rather bloated man was holding a gourd, squatting in the corner and snoring.
Before the voice fell, everyone present was already
They all fell to the ground involuntarily. Yuan Ben naturally did not resist and fell down in obedience to this mysterious force.
Not far away, under an ancient tree, Jiang Bicheng was playing with a small knife, feeling his own 'Martial Arts Star Lord', rank chart, and couldn't help but look sideways after hearing this:
"With this order, no matter where you are, you can enter this 'Ten Thousand Immortals Gate', and you can guide the direction of the devil..."
Although the Wudoumen's ships are illegal treasures, they are also blessed with various talismans. They can ride the wind and waves as easily as they can and can cross tens of thousands of sea miles in one day.
"call!"
What is the Eleven Family?
However, the eleven families headed by Wanshi Tianzong, Nirvana Temple and other holy places are still unshakable giants.
Yuan Ben retracted his gaze and looked at Han Jiu who walked out of the cabin. The latter frowned slightly:
This is the co-owner of Longquan!
"According to ancient legend, apart from the countless catastrophes that come all over the world, most of the catastrophes will leave a trace of life..."
Yuan Ben shook his head slightly, but couldn't help but glance forward from the corner of his eye.
But inside the empty valley, there were lush vegetation, the spring water was tinkling, and on the red stone lying in front of the stream, the incarnation of Wu Jian, dressed in white, closed his eyes and fell into concentration.
Under his body, there seems to be an endless sea of stars, and the stars move and rumble with his breathing.
"Fool!"
Everyone felt the great pressure, and the power of seaweed rolled down like the sky, oppressing everyone's body, soul and will.
Fourteen?!
"These families want to use people to turn disasters, ah!"
Faintly, I could only feel that its body shape was changing, sometimes it was a dragon, sometimes it was a tiger, sometimes it seemed to have wings spread out...
"I invite you all to come here this time to discuss important matters!"
It was seventy-one years ago that the Juyuan Golden Pagoda appeared in this world. The Illustration of Ten Thousand Immortals was fully revived, and it had been more than thirty years since all kinds of kings and pastors had been wandering in the world.
More than thirty years have passed, and no one has been able to capture or kill even one of his incarnations...
A white-robed Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold, but as his gaze swept across, everyone in the square felt chills in their hearts.
Wu Dou Sect naturally cannot withstand those big sects and holy places, but Wang Muzhi is now in charge of thirteen places.
Yuan Ben glared at him and said again:
"Anyone who finds an incarnation of the devil can take away Wang Muzhi. If he finds his true body..."
Shocked, horrified!
At this time, a divine light rose up from the island, like a Taoist practice coming through the sky, guiding everyone.
So that’s what happened?
Hearing these words, the eyes of many rank masters present flickered.
"Martial Dou Sect is the only sect invited by the leader! You two will definitely not let him down..."
Tianli Sect, Lion God Leader, Da Sun Golden Palace, Refining Sect...
This look is simply not what a human being should have. There is no emotion, only an extremely hollow indifference.
"Using people to turn calamity?"
Ling Tianjian frowned, feeling great discomfort:
really!
"This is not a ruthless promise made by me, but a promise jointly made by the master of my holy religion and the three giants of immortals, Buddhas, and monsters!"
"It's hard to say. If it's fast, it's one or four years. If it's slow, it's not sure whether it's tens or hundreds of years..."
Buzz!
…
"This island..."
"Idiots should be ruthless!"
"ah?"
In less than an instant, Qin Lihu had arrived at a dark and quiet place.
Jiang Bicheng wanted to say something else, but Qin Lihu's figure disappeared in front of him, seeming to disappear with the light.
"This demon has taken on thousands of incarnations and is hidden among many kings and priests! At the invitation of a certain person, you are here just to find out the traces of this demon!"
The sword energy soaring into the sky was accompanied by great intimidation, and the ships of Wudou Sect also stopped one after another and looked at where the building ship was.
His figure didn't move, but he seemed to have thousands of different shapes.
Change is happening!
When the divine light dissipated, the Taoist in white also spoke, and his voice, neither high nor low, spread throughout the audience:
Hearing Ying's ruthless promise, all the rank masters, including Yuan Ben, gasped.
Yuan Ben sighed slightly in his heart, he was really unwilling to accept the explanation given by the temple master.
"Wuquxing, Wuquxingjun, Wuquzhenjun may seem to be a step-by-step process, but it is not as simple as other promotions..."
"It's not surprising that people like this need rest."
"The rulers of that generation have been in charge of the world for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. When the catastrophe comes, will someone else take their place?!"
"Lingtian Sword Sect?"
Jiang Bicheng wanted to say something, but he still shook his head:
"So many Wang Muzhi?!"
call!
On a high platform, there were more than ten people standing, looking down at themselves and others. The ones standing in the corner were looking at the ancient magical power!
His talent and understanding were far higher than Han Jiu's. Although he could not reach the realm of immortality, his spiritual awareness was infinitely closer.
Ketirang business brand sect becomes the 14th in the world!
…
"Your Majesty has not been seen in person for ten years since he traveled between mountains and seas and brought Qi Gang, Li Baihu and others here..."
"Everyone here must know something about who Ying is. Therefore, Ying will not elaborate further!"
"This ancient magical power..."
Even though most of the people present were not all rank masters, they couldn't help but change their expressions at this moment.
The endless emergence of Wang Muzhi makes the Huahuhu incompetent dogs shocked. Countless casual cultivators and even mortals are pursuing Wang Muzhi, and there are many people who have unexpected encounters.
"I would like to tell all the disciples that during this trip, you should only watch the sea view and don't add any extraneous things."
After more than a month of this, we came to an inconspicuous island.
Han Jiu frowned.
The same thing happened in the Seven Seas and Seven Continents. The eleven forces headed by the Holy Lands summoned casual cultivators and the heads of various small and medium-sized sects to discuss the important matter of slaying demons.
Yuan Ben shook his head slightly:
After patting the letter on the case, Qin Lihu looked slightly cold:
When the divine light faded, everyone was a little surprised.
"Calculating the time, it's probably time for him to come out of isolation."
Han Jiu looked solemn, Gao Zhi gave an order, pulled up the dazed and stunned Zhu Mane, and followed Yuan Ben to step onto the divine light.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that this island was slowly manifesting and growing in a trajectory that he could not understand at this time!
"The Lingtian Sword Sect is a major sect in the Eastern Wasteland. Its sect leader comes from the Lianfa sect. He has practiced at the top of Jiuyao and is ranked thirty-two on the gold list..."
Buzz!
Han Jiu nodded.
Han Jiu took a breath and once again felt the huge oppression from the Holy Land Sect.
"Zhu Hui is traveling with us, while the other disciples are waiting here and are not allowed to enter or leave without any instructions!"
In a small town somewhere in Nanling, in an ancient house, Qin Lihu closed the letter raft in his palm, not without the cold sun:
"Eat, have you eaten?"
Zhu Xi was startled and scratched his head.
With his long breathing, the spiritual energy from the mountains surged in, like firewood, supporting the burning fire in the body.
The expressions of all the rank masters in the square changed. In front of the illusory portal, they felt a large amount of Wang Muzhi!
The divine light went back against the current. In the midst of it, Yuan Ben subconsciously raised his head and looked around, only to see dozens or hundreds of divine lights in all directions of the island, all of which seemed to be guiding the way...
"No need to say more about the reward for the Ten Thousand Immortals Illustration, you all know it yourself, but our Holy Religion has another gift..."
"Everyone, please take a seat!"
In an instant, the void shook, and thousands of divine lights seemed to burst out from below, like waterfalls and tides.
Yuan Ben's feeling was deeper, and his scalp couldn't help but feel numb at this moment.
Be ruthless!
Qin Lihu sighed slightly and changed the topic:
"suck!"
A group of casual cultivators who came in response to the saint sons of the Heavenly Principle Sect. When the leaders of the small and medium-sized sects heard this name, they immediately felt restless and even wanted to retreat.
Yuan Ben looked at it intently, and felt that the sea spirit energy was boiling and stirring in the void, and all kinds of divine lights were intertwined, turning into a huge portal that seemed to cover the sky and the sun.
"The pinnacle of human immortality!"
"We don't lack such a Wang Muzhi."
This contemporary holy son of the Tianli Sect, the Jiuyao Master who was promoted after the opening of the golden pagoda, is like a book boy at this moment, waiting on him with many senior brothers.
The moment the portal emerged, waves of terrifying and powerful aura poured down like a waterfall. The entire island and the surrounding void roared and trembled under this aura.
Ying Qingqing opened his hands, and the huge door behind him that could cover the sky slowly opened to both sides:
"You have the same lineage and have stepped up the ranks, which is better than countless rank masters."
Han Jiu walked forward quickly, looked into the distance and said after a few glances:
In the past few decades, millions of disciples of Wudou Sect have been drifting on the sea, and they have only found a dozen Jiang Bicheng.
"How long will it take for you to be away from Jiuyao?"
The past eighty or ninety years have been a dramatic one.
"What's the way to use people to avert disaster?"
Han Jiu's expression turned slightly solemn.
"In the endless sea, dragons and snakes are mixed together. You must be very careful in everything. It's just a place for kings and animals. Don't fight with it!"
He was currently in a huge white jade square, and as far as the eye could see, there were hundreds or even thousands of rank masters gathered here.
"Mr. Wang, where is Your Majesty? Do you know about this?"
"The less people know about his traces, the better. It's not that he can't be trusted. In fact, there is no shortage of Taoist and magical powers in this world that can draw souls and refine souls..."
"I know that those families were originally unwilling to share profits with others, but now they are giving huge profits. They are not as generous as before..."
He looked up and saw Ying Wuqing's empty eyes:
Qin Lihu sighed a little.
The Lingtian Sword raised its blade and looked at it carefully:
"hiss!"
"What a good Jiang Bi to kill the devil..."
"well."
But the fact is that even though that person has thousands of incarnations, he is by no means comparable to a normal level master.
"His progress is becoming more and more incredible..."
Having said this, Ying looked around ruthlessly, his eyes sweeping across all the rank masters:
Some people were horrified and lost their voices in horror.