An old man with a long hair and a young face suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a deep feeling in his eyes that had experienced all the vicissitudes of life, as if he could see through the end of time at a glance.
In the secret room, silver-white silk threads intertwined, as if they were constructed into a big net of destiny.
Suddenly, many golden light spots appeared on the big network, driving away the silver-white silk threads, causing some strange fluctuations in the big network.
"Why are there so many people in golden robe suddenly appearing again?" The old man was a little puzzled.
The ancestor of Baiyang Sect, Chen Tianqiao.
No one knows how long he has lived.
He has not been away from the world for a long time and is best at deducing the secrets of heaven and understanding the great way of fate. In order to prevent the backlash from the great way, he never interferes with what he sees.
The mystery of heaven cannot be understood by human power.
There will always be many variables on the Internet of Destiny.
These golden light spots always appear from time to time, disrupting fate. Whenever this happens, they always cannot predict the direction of fate.
This feeling of powerlessness is also one of the important reasons why he chose to escape from the world.
Because he felt that he was not worthy of deducing Tianji at all.
Suddenly, a black dot appeared on the silver Internet inexplicably.
The emergence of this black dot has made the big network even more chaotic.
"Hmm? What is this?" The old man stared at the black dot in confusion. He had never seen the black dot since he condensed the big net of fate.
If the golden dot is just a disturbance to the process of fate, the black dot is completely destroying the movement of fate.
It was simply a rush and spared no effort to disrupt fate.
This is of course a serious matter.
That means that this black dot will inevitably cause drastic changes in the world.
"The world is going to be in chaos!" The old man looked slightly confused.
At this time, the black dots suddenly rose and swallowed all the golden light spots, and the fate that was disturbed by the golden light spots returned to the origin.
The old man was so mentally shocked that he couldn't help but murmur: "The world is in chaos, and I will return to order. I will not be mentally in a state of mind in seclusion for too long."
He was a little reluctant to believe what he saw.
Although he is already very old, he still doesn't think he is qualified to see this world trend.
"Old Ancestor!" someone shouted anxiously outside the secret room.
The old man waved his hand and opened the door. His fairy spirit was invincible and he was not in conflict with the world, like an immortal who was exiled to the mortal world: "What's the matter?"
The person outside the secret room hurriedly salutes and reported the news: "More than twenty semi-saint-level auras appeared in the direction of the Guiyuan."
The realm of semi-saint fusion of Taoism is now the limit of the world of immortal cultivation.
Of course, this kind of big event needs to be notified to our ancestors.
"What! Is there a man in gold robe?!"
"Yes, there are indeed those strange men in gold robe."
The old man's eyes were dazed, and the condensed silver net collapsed in a mess, turning into silver light everywhere, which looked very beautiful.
The future I saw was already close.
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The holy land of heaven.
This place is one of the most powerful forces in the northern border. It was inherited in ancient times and was as famous as the Immortal Palace and Tianlong Mountain.
However, the most peculiar holy land in the heavens is called the holy land, but there is no cave magic left by the saints.
The reason why they are named as a holy land is that they have the largest number of semi-saint-level monks.
Whether you train yourself or recruit, the number of semi-saint-level monks will always exceed ten, and there is no fault in every era.
A long history, plus the background left by so many half-saints.
This makes the holy land of heaven the only holy land that is not a holy land.
"Are there any casual cultivator semi-saints appearing?" The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Realm was overjoyed when he heard this: "Let's go and see. If you can recruit, you must recruit them! No matter what the price is paid."
This is the confidence of the holy land of the heaven.
They do not have the saints' Taoist instruments.
But there are enough semi-saint-level things, which are temptations that other semi-saint monks are difficult to resist.
So, the monks from the Holy Land of the Heavenly Realm set out in a mighty direction towards the Ghost Abyss.
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A hidden small world.
The world is red, like a demon star penetrates the sky.
The blood-red aurora flows over the sky, showing a thrilling and eccentric beauty, divided layer by layer and shocking.
In the center of the world is a huge temple, which lies between the sky and the earth, and is even larger than those holy dynasties occupying the territory.
This is the Palace of the Pluto.
The holy place that the killer dreams of.
It does not exist in the present world.
This is also why no one can find the location of the Palace of Pluto.
The Lord of Taishan Palace is standing in the temple. He is tall and has the majesty of an emperor. His aura is looming, and it contains a surging killing intention.
He looked at the red sky, but seemed to see the scene thousands of miles away.
"In Guiyuan, it seems that that kid really has something to do with Guiyuan." The Lord of Taishan Mansion showed an indescribable smile on his face.
Surrounded by a man in a golden robe, what should you do?
It's been 500,000 years apart.
Is Guiyuan's power going to wake up?
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As Jiang Chen slashed down with his sword, everything was silent.
Because everyone is dead.
The power of the peak semi-saint is so terrifying that it is almost fully demonstrating the power of heaven and earth. Human power is completely irresistible. The peak of the fusion body is just a spiritual body. In front of the power of heaven, it is just a larger ant.
"Sect Master, handsome!" Lin Xi stretched out his thumb and praised.
No matter how many times I see the sect leader taking action, I am so handsome that I can't describe it.
Jiang Chen smiled and didn't say anything.
However, the golden light in the distance had already surrounded the place. The golden light in the sky was like a huge wave. Once it fell, it would swallow everything.
The green-eyed man showed a cold smile on his face: "It really appeared, but it was too late, you can no longer escape."
"Don't you have the final say." Jiang Chen's white clothes roared in the wind, and he was alone in the golden light.
"I really didn't expect you to be so stupid." The green-eyed man said indifferently: "Can a group of cannon fodder really drag you down for so long?"
That's right, in the eyes of the man in the golden robe, the monks of the sect just now were all cannon fodder.
The only purpose is to delay time.
Golden light rose, one terrifying aura fell, all of them were monks of the fusion level, a cold woman with a green skirt, a sword cultivator holding a divine sword, a yellow and white robe, and a dark armor, hiding her face.
The mysterious man under the magic weapon of the mask, and the old man in purple shirt with a thunder halo lingering under his feet...
Their clothes and expressions are different, but the only similarity is that they contain golden light, which does belong to those "people with gold robe".
There were nine people in total.
Nine golden robe men of the fusion level.
They all came from all over the northern border.
The purpose is to kill the inheritor of the demon cultivator.
The number is even greater than that of the golden robes in Chixing City at that time.
Lin Xi let out a long sigh and shouted: "It's really a lot. Are these all the golden robes in northern Xinjiang?"
"You don't know what's in front of you at all." The green-eyed man said coldly: "If you stand opposite to the gods, you will only die."
What I mean is that this place is probably not all the Golden Robes of the Northern Xinjiang.
The northern border is too big.
It was impossible to draw all of them for a while.
But at least the Rongdao Golden Robes in a large area in the northern border should have come.
Enough.
The inheritor of the demon cultivator is now doomed!