Tianjian Mountain is located in the northwest of the Eastern Territory, very far away from Taiyuan Mountain. It is difficult for ordinary monks to reach it without the help of space arrays.
Here hundreds of thousands of mountains have stood tall all year round, with their sharp edges exposed like swords pointing towards the sky.
On the main peak in the center, there are pines and towering bamboos. The waterfalls in the mountains are flying, and the spiritual stream is gurgling. Cranes soar in the sky, and strange beasts rest in the woods. There are many pavilions and houses in the flat areas. In the surrounding nurseries, you can see a lot of fairy grass and Ganoderma lucidum. From time to time, there are monks flying with swords, and their swordsmanship is profound.
This is where the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect is located. The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was founded 14,000 years ago. The founder was named Emperor Burial Sword. He was a Sword Emperor who cultivated in the Mingwei Realm.
The Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect was originally called Tianjian Sect, and it was only a second-rate sect in the Eastern Region. But later, the Sword Ancestor of the sect emerged from the sky and broke through the world and soared. Not only did he develop the Tianjian Sect into a top force like the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, but he also made the way of swordsmanship grow faintly into the fourth avenue among the human race, second only to Confucianism, Buddhism, and Immortality.
Today, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect is thriving. After thousands of years of accumulation, its strength has developed into the second largest force in the Eastern Region after the Taiyuan Dao Sect. Some people even speculate that the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect has the strength to compete with the Taiyuan Dao Sect. .
Exactly: "
The green light shines brightly in the sky, and its energy spreads across the world, and the sword builds the peak.
Climb up the roof of Shepeng and look up to the Xuantai Wanling Palace.
Let your love fly high into the sky, and laugh at the end of all paths and dharma.
Cut off all the sharpness of the sky and the earth, and wield the sword proudly in the sky in this life. "
On this day, the originally sunny sky suddenly became very gloomy, the surrounding aura condensed, and the air was filled with an unsettling sense of oppression.
Tianjian Mountain was filled with brilliant light, and countless disciples looked up at the sky. Above their heads, the translucent protective sect formation loomed, constantly resisting the pressure from the outside world.
There was silence in Shiwanda Mountain. On the main peak, some elders and supreme elders who had been in seclusion for many years broke out one after another. They all looked haggard and had frowning eyebrows. However, these old men who look like withered bones have profound cultivation, and there is a fighting spirit rising around them.
From all sides of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, countless monks who had learned the news in advance gathered together. They were all waiting to witness the largest war in the Eastern Region monk world in tens of thousands of years.
Ouch——
A crisp phoenix cry pierced the sky. From the distant sky, nine colorful divine phoenixes flew in. Each divine phoenix pulled a dazzling golden chariot and drove quickly towards them. Behind them were three huge flying boats, carrying a group of graceful and beautiful female monks.
This kind of flying boat is a common means of transportation in the Holy Spirit Continent. It looks like a ship, uses star stones as power, and is very fast. A flying boat can carry about a few thousand people. The only flaw is that the airship cannot attack the outside world and is just a transportation vehicle.
As soon as such a scene appeared, it immediately aroused discussions among the crowd watching.
"Look, look, it's the female cultivator from Linglong Paradise."
"I didn't expect them to arrive first. So all the sects are not far away."
"In Linglong Paradise, only the supreme elders will travel by phoenix chariot. This time, a total of nine chariots were dispatched. It seems that the power used by other sects will not be weak."
In the distance, the people of Linglong Paradise stopped in mid-air, looking at Tianjian Mountain from a distance.
In Tianjian Mountain, a middle-aged man stepped on a flying sword and flew out of the sect-protecting formation with a stern expression. He came to a stop in front of a phoenix chariot.
"I wonder what happened to the seniors from Linglong Blessed Land who suddenly came to my sect with such force? If there is anything wrong with our sect, please tell me."
Before the chariot moved, a voice as crisp as a silver bell came out leisurely: "Brother Li Dao, don't ask questions knowingly. Go back and write a suicide note quickly. I'm afraid it will be too late later."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, turned around and flew back to Tianjian Mountain.
"Look, the people from the Reading Cave are here."
Everyone left in search of the reputation, and another fleet of flying boats came from a distance. The boats were filled with scholars wearing Confucian robes and erudite education. The first person, with a face like a crown jade, red lips and white teeth, and an appearance that could be called an evil one, was none other than Song Yu.
The flying boat in the Reading Cave came to a stop next to the flying boat in the Exquisite Blessed Land. A group of scholars greeted the female monks politely, and the female monks also returned the gift slightly shyly. It aroused the envy of those watching the excitement around him.
Song Yu walked directly to the phoenix chariot and saluted: "Junior Song Yu, I have met all the seniors and I don't want them to arrive before us."
"Song Yu, I wonder when the sects will arrive?" The sweet voice just now sounded again.
Song Yu replied respectfully: "If nothing else happens, we will all arrive in one hour."
If it is as Song Yu said, before an hour comes, people from various sects arrive one after another on flying boats or riding strange beasts. There are no less than 100,000 monks from each sect, and Tianjian Mountain is surrounded by water.
The sky was filled with haze, and more than 100,000 monks had different expressions. They were silent and looked down at Tianjian Mountain.
People with lower realms are mentally tense. Even with such an overwhelming advantage, no one dares to relax. Because for thousands of years, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect has left countless legends on the mainland, and no one knows what kind of background they have.
In the distance, the crowd watching the excitement sighed from time to time. The good people counted and found that a total of one hundred and three sects participated in this battle. This is four-fifths of the human forces in the Eastern Region. The Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect is almost trying to compete with the entire Eastern Region on its own.
On the top of Tianjian Mountain, dozens of old men with white hair and beards stood up and ascended into the sky. Each of them is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. They all have profound Taoist charms and powerful swordsmanship.
The leader, a handsome young man, had an expressionless face and murderous intent. Even facing thousands of troops, he showed no fear.
The young man smiled slightly and said, "You all can't help but say that by surrounding my sect, are you trying to deceive me that there is no one in the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect?"
The young people stood with their hands behind their hands, chatting and laughing. The momentum around him was exuding, resisting pressure from all directions. The tone was neither cold nor hot, but it sent chills down the spines of some low-level people, causing their minds to become confused and their fighting spirit to disappear.
"Namo Amitabha!" A young, handsome, and solemn monk chanted the Buddha's name loudly. Those who had just been affected instantly felt a breeze blowing through their souls, and their original discomfort immediately disappeared.
"Huiming, even your Six Paths Buddhist Hall doesn't know right from wrong, are you helping the evil deeds?"
"Amitabha, this poor monk is here for the sake of the people of the world. How can he talk about helping the emperor and doing harm?" Huiming clasped his hands together, showing compassion on his face. The golden light around his body was dazzling, sacred and kind.
At this time, Song Yu stepped forward, took out a roll of cloth, opened it and read loudly: "The eternal grand mist created the Holy Spirit. The sky and the earth were black and yellow, and the great road first started. The ancestors of the prehistoric times struggled to find the path to immortality. They absorbed the aura of the universe and cultivated The dharma body that breaks the world. The treasures of heaven and earth, the spiritual law, to bequeath to future generations... Today's sword ancestor is the son of a slave and a lowly member of the market. He inherits the blessings of the sages and denies the path of future generations. He is pregnant with a wolf son. Ambition leads to despicable things. Humans and gods are angry, and heaven is angry and resentful... There is no trace of the sword ancestors, and the Wanjian Shenzong is actually the accomplice of the chief evil, a cancer in the world. Today, hundreds of our sects gather to punish rape and eradicate evil. I swear to restore justice to heaven and earth, to comfort the sages, To inform future generations.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the roll of cloth slowly disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth changed, and sand and rocks were blown away. The monks of various sects suddenly felt that they were doing justice for heaven, and their minds were calm. An exhortation leads to the great road, as if occupying the great cause.
After reading the message, Song Yu took out an ink-colored writing brush, and with awe-inspiring aura bursting out from his body, he was the first to rush out.
"Today I use your dirty blood to comfort my master's spirit!"
The young man sneered, pointed his sword, and instantly drew countless sharp sword energy, slashing towards Song Yu.
Before the sword energy reached Song Yu, it was suddenly blocked by countless icicles and turned into nothingness.
"Haha, it's nothing to bully the juniors. I haven't made a move in a hundred years. Why don't you and I make gestures." The ancient dust whisks flickered, and the avenue appeared. The shadow of the iceberg behind him was almost solid, towering and cold.
The young man smiled and his fighting spirit continued to rise. A thousand-foot giant sword above his head slowly solidified, the Tao rhyme circulated, and it was unstoppable. I don't know when a green long sword appeared in my hand. The sword energy was lingering and the sword intention was vertical and horizontal.
"Come! Today, the Wanjian Shenzong must be removed from the Eastern Region!" Someone shouted loudly. As a result, monks from various sects sacrificed their magic weapons and rushed towards Tianjian Mountain with shouts.
Hundreds of thousands of monks swarmed down, using various spells and precious light to illuminate the heaven and earth, causing the sect-protecting formation to continuously vibrate.
Only the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect and the supreme elders of each sect were left in the sky, confronting each other. Even so, the momentum of these people is far greater than that of the monks combined.
Suddenly, the sect-protecting formation was closed, and countless disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect pointed their swords at the sky, proudly facing the enemy.
"As a swordsman, I would rather die than surrender! The sword in my hand would rather break than bend!"
"If you die, you will die. What's the pity! Today I will protect my sect with death and fight with my life!"
"Use my sword to kill the thief!"
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