Yu Wenlei finished his final training. After fifteen days of hard training, his spiritual power, spiritual power, eight-arm magical power, and new sword skills all improved slightly.
Especially his mental strength and eight-armed magical power have improved a lot.
Having tasted the benefits, he planned to purify the Blue Demon Heavy Sword every day and exercise his mental strength. However, even if the purification efficiency is greatly accelerated, not even one ten thousandth of the demonic energy of the Blue Demon Heavy Sword has been purified in fifteen days!
You can only take your time!
Next, he set off.
The target is the location where the Thousand Sects Association of Western Xinjiang is held, in the 'Yinling Gorge' located in the central part of Western Xinjiang.
call out!
Yu Wenlei ran quickly. With his speed, he could reach the Hidden Spirit Gorge in five days.
According to what the Great Elder said, the instigator behind the Thousand Sects Association is one of the eight major forces in the Central Continent, Spirit Palace.
But Yu Wenlei knew better.
He guessed that behind the Spirit Palace, there was most likely the Spirit Clan, one of the three ancient clans!
Back in the Stone Lock Space, the remnant soul of the Thunder Clan old man once mentioned the three ancient clans. The Thunder Clan are the ancestors of weapon cultivators, the Wood Clan are the ancestors of alchemy cultivators, and the Spirit Clan, as a natural fighting race, has invincible fighting power!
The reason why Yu Wenlei practiced hard was because he knew more. It will not be easy for Qian Zonghui to be related to the ancient spiritual tribe. He must be well prepared and wait and see!
At this time, the major wealthy families in the entire Western Xinjiang fell into a tense atmosphere. The strong men of the older generation came out one after another, leading the younger generations of their families to gather in the same place.
Three days later, Hidden Spirit Gorge.
The mist-shrouded grand canyon is surrounded by mountains, with a large hollow area exposed in the middle, which is circular. In this circular area, the signs of space flow are completely different from the outside world.
This space is isolated and is a spiritual formation!
A large formation covering dozens of miles!
The power of the spiritual formations arranged by the powerful men in the spiritual palace is evident, and the large formations seem to be able to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth and replenish the losses.
If no outsiders break the formation, the spiritual power of heaven and earth replenished daily by the formation will be enough to consume. And if someone breaks the formation, the powerful men in the Spirit Palace will definitely detect it in time.
In this continent, there are only a handful of people who dare to break into this formation. Of course, a big shot at this level would not lower himself and come to break the formation.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
Near the Hidden Spirit Gorge, the sound of breaking wind sounded frequently.
Not surprisingly, these are all sect masters who participated in the Thousand Sects Association, ranging from small sects with a few people to large sects with dozens or hundreds of people.
The elders who lead the small sects are not very high in cultivation. Around the high-level spiritual kings, the slightly stronger ones are the spiritual emperors, and almost none exceed the third-level spiritual emperor.
The big sects are different, there are many powerful Spirit Emperors everywhere!
Buzz!
At this time, a figure appeared out of thin air, and he arrived alone. This person was naturally Yu Wenlei. He did not use all his speed, and it took him three full days to arrive.
"The Hidden Spirit Gorge is ahead. Slow down and go there..."
Yu Wenlei said to himself that although his current speed was not at full speed, it was comparable to the threshold of the Spirit Emperor, which was too eye-catching.
Whoosh!
He stepped forward and approached in a low-key manner. Not long after, the Hidden Spirit Gorge arrived. The spiritual power flowing in the large formation in front occasionally leaked out, and as the wind of spiritual power blew towards his face, he couldn't help but look awe-inspiring.
"Hiss! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk! So many people! This...there are so many strong people here!"
Yu Wenlei took a deep breath of cold air and immediately withdrew his mental power. It was definitely unwise to release his mental power to explore here. I saw tens of thousands of people arriving in groups outside the formation.
It is indeed a grand event that happens once every ten years. Two days before the conference started, it was already in full swing.
Spiritual Emperor!
Tsk tsk, he just visually observed that the Spirit Emperor, who was usually aloof, now gathered hundreds of them!
Although Yu Wenlei had expected it, it was another thing to actually see it with his own eyes.
"Several high-level spiritual emperors!"
He secretly observed that this was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a big scene.
"It seems that several overlord forces in Western Xinjiang have not shown up yet! People from the Six Swordsmen and the Qijue Sect have not been seen either. They should be on the way..."
Yu Wenlei looked around, then he restrained his breath, stepped back a certain distance, hid and sat quietly waiting.
The sound of breaking wind outside kept coming, and just two days passed in a flash. The opening day of the Thousand Sect Meeting, which is held every ten years, has finally arrived!
Two days later, when Yu Wenlei came to Yinling Gorge again, the sight he saw was even more shocking!
"He's a master from Nandou Pavilion. That old man is probably half-stepped into the realm of Lingzong..."
He saw the largest team at present, and the old man leading it might be the master of Nandou Pavilion.
Suddenly, he showed a hint of surprise, because he saw Wu Shu girl again in the Nandou Pavilion team. This girl has made great progress. Her cultivation has reached the seventh level of Linggang Realm. She should also become a core disciple in Nandou Pavilion.
However, those at the seventh level of the Ling Gang Realm can only be ranked at the bottom among the contestants of the Thousand Sect Association.
"Why is this girl still wearing green clothes..."
Yu Wen Lei smiled and shook his head. Wu Shu was still wearing the clothes of the Tsing Yi people. Yu Wen Lei still remembered his promise to Wu Shu to change her into a more stylish outfit after she broke through to the Spirit King.
Now at the seventh level of the Ling Gang Realm, the realm of the Spirit King is not far away in the blink of an eye!
Wu Shu's talent is quite strong, and breaking through the Spirit King is not a big problem for her.
"Kong Dao Sect! Netherworld Mountain!"
Yu Wenlei secretly noticed that they were the two behemoths in Western Xinjiang, Kongdao Sect and Netherworld Mountain.
The foundation of these two major sects is still higher than that of Nandou Pavilion. The people leading the teams at the front of the two sects are simply unfathomable. He has only experienced this feeling with old man Tu Feng.
The real spiritual sect!
The pinnacle master who has entered the realm of master!
After a while, Yu Wenlei calmed down slightly and looked away. Not far away, there was a team of more than a hundred people, all standing tall and straight, carrying various spiritual swords. The sword aura was faintly threatening.
"Haori Sword Sect!"
This is the first sect in Western Xinjiang, the Haori Sword Sect. Within a hundred feet of the Haori Sword Sect, the sharp sword energy existed invisible, and no one dared to approach this range. Is this the deterrent power of the number one sect in Western Xinjiang!
"I wonder which one is Jian Teng!"
Yu Wenlei didn't dare to explore too obviously.
He was fully prepared for this Thousand Sects Meeting. Among the younger generation, there are probably not many people who are stronger than him, and Jian Teng, the senior brother of the Haori Sword Sect, is one of them.
"Forget it, let the soldiers stop us!"
Suddenly, Yu Wenlei felt a familiar feeling again, extremely uncomfortable, coming from his blood. This is a very powerful demonic power that has not been restrained!
It's the West Demon Hall!
As expected, those shady guys came, and soon, he saw his brother Yang Can. At this time, Yang Can was still committed to dormant in the West Demon Hall, and it seemed that he had not exposed his flaws.
Demon Feng Yun!
When Yu Wenlei's eyes fell on Feng Yun, Feng Yun seemed to sense something and turned his head.
Their eyes met, as the saying goes, enemies meeting each other were extremely jealous.
Feng Yun smiled gloomily, considering the occasion, he did not take action, because until now, he was still an unknown person, and the Qianzong meeting was about to start, so there was no need to rush.
Yu Wenlei's fists were clenched tightly, and he practiced hard. Although his strength had improved a lot, Feng Yun's opponent was too powerful, and until this moment, he was not sure at all.
"Huh? What!"
Yu Wenlei was shocked, and his pupils suddenly shrank, because behind Feng Yun and Yang Can, he also saw an 'old friend' with only four fingers on his exposed right hand.
It's Min Hen! He's here too, and he's gotten a lot stronger...
"Very good, what a coincidence, all the enemies are here at once!"
Yu Wenlei stretched his eyebrows and muttered secretly in his heart.
Chi!
Suddenly, a sharp sword light passed through the space. At this time, in front of the entire Western Xinjiang strong men, someone dared to take action. His behavior was really domineering...
The target of this attack is none other than Yuwen Lei!
"Asshole!"
Yu Wenlei is not a fool, he is already low-key enough, but if the other party dares to bully others too much, he doesn't mind accompanying him.
"Blood Moon Sword Sect!"
He has nothing to do with the Blood Moon Sword Sect. The only person who has an enemy with him must be Zhen Lie, the core disciple of the Blood Moon Sword Sect, who had some friction in Netherworld Cave. However, this sword shot has the power of a sixth-level spiritual king, and it is definitely not Zhen Lie. The little Zhen Lie does not have such combat power.
"Soul skill, death coil!"
"Condensation!"
Yu Wenlei found out the power of this sword light, and it was just right to try his soul skills after his spiritual power was improved.
