A strong wind came through the clouds, and the giant hand made everyone look up to the sky in fear.
The strange sight of the Immortal Qi Divine Pillar rising straight into the sky made many monks look sideways.
Which naturally includes Zhao Huai.
"What a terrifying strength."
He stared at the giant thing in the sky with wide eyes, unable to conceal his surprise.
Today is really lively, not only lively, but also bizarre.
First there was the auspicious aura of immortality, and then there was a huge hand that covered the sky and blocked the sun.
Following the explosion of the Immortal Qi Divine Pillar, the world in this area became clear and clear, and was no longer blocked.
In other words, he can slip away.
However, the lady has not been found yet.
How can you leave before ensuring the safety of the other person?
In addition, Pei Xiangyun's life and death were unknown, so how could he just walk away.
Zhao Huai's white clothes escaped and flew across the ground at high speed. His black hair was blown away by the strong wind around him.
His consciousness quickly swept around, searching for the figure.
On the way, he met a demon cultivator entering the city and killed him with one sword.
He searched for traces of his wife along the streets and alleys.
Zhao Huai was far away from where the giant palm fell, thinking as he flew.
What happened in the middle.
What caused these great powers to appear one after another?
Everything must be done in a sequence of cause and effect. It is impossible for these beings to gather in Jinzhou City for no reason.
Is it because of the ancestral weapon?
According to what the old devil said, the Great Flame Ancestral Artifact must be bound to the real dragon.
But so far, I still don’t know what the ancestral weapon is or where it is.
There is something on him somewhere.
"Ding!"
At this time, the sound of magic weapons clashing came from the side and front.
Zhao Huai immediately rushed over quickly.
at this time.
The old devil of the netherworld, who was in the center of the giant hand that covered the sky, smiled solemnly, faced the sky and said unconvincedly:
"Hmph! Mr. Wuji, your Wuji Immortal Sect has been chasing me for hundreds of years. I have also killed many people, but I have never seen you mobilize as much troops as you did today."
"I know where this seal came from. It's so strong. It turned out to be the hand of an old guy like you. This woman has a rare fairy root in the world. No wonder you are so nervous!"
Facing the giant palm, the old devil's sleeves and robes fluttered, his white hair floated, and his energy surged. Before, it was like residual water in a gourd, but now it's like a vast ocean.
"Leave this girl to me!"
A towering demonic power burst out from the withered body, and a towering human figure opened its eyes.
It was a slap to Chuanyun's big hand.
"boom!"
The two sides collided, making a sound that resounded throughout the world.
Infinite air waves spread out, blowing away all the clouds in the sky.
Surrounding houses were razed to the ground.
For a moment, the entire city was crumbling, as if it would collapse in the next second.
"We haven't seen him for a hundred years, but this devil's cultivation has improved again."
The old man in plain robes at the top of the cloud retracted his palm and frowned.
He is the head teacher of Wuji Immortal Sect, and all the immortal sects respect him as Taoist Wuji.
Taoist Wuji has been practicing for nearly ten thousand years, and his realm is close to the fairyland. His seniority is extremely high, and he is a mountain in the minds of many people. His extraordinary strength and supreme status make him the first in the world of immortality.
Seeing the shattered earth below, the crumbling Jinzhou City, and the aura-filled Yu Qinghan on the ground, Taoist Wuji pointed out.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed rapidly in a radius of thousands of miles, the space trembled, and strong winds stirred up.
Countless spiritual points emit light, intertwined together, and converge into an independent space.
"elder sister."
On the ground, Pei Xiangyun was blown away by the wind and waves around him and couldn't open his eyes even if he wanted to walk over.
Yu Qinghan just lay quietly in the void, silently, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
A ball of pure immortal energy flowed in her body.
At this time, a ray of light fell from the sky.
It clicked on her body almost instantly.
The Immortal Qi Divine Pillar immediately disappeared and fell to the ground together with its body.
After a while.
Pei Xiangyun and Yu Qinghan, together with the old demon Netherworld, were swallowed up by the independent space generated by the light spot and disappeared from this world.
This scene is like changing the world.
the other side.
Qiu Yueqing wore a moon-blue dress and cast many ice-cold spells.
Facing many magic masters alone, her mana was running low and she could only use elixirs to hold on.
But when she saw the huge hand in the sky and felt that the blockade between the world and the world was broken, she couldn't help but sarcastically said:
"Oh, Master Wuji has arrived, your demon sect is about to die!"
The femme fatale of the Ten Thousand Poison Cult felt the movement in the sky, and her expression became ugly.
I thought this trip was,
First, he was tricked into coming to this city by the news about the ancestral artifact, and then he encountered the disciples of the Immortal Sect blocking his way. This is really bad luck.
The reason is that it was the old devil Netherworld who caused the trouble.
This is obviously to let them attract the attention of the Immortal Sect, and then reap the benefits for themselves.
Blood God Sect Yang Yuan had a ball of scarlet blood floating in his palm. He looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and murmured:
"It seems that all this is a trick of the Nether Demon."
Then he looked at the opposite side and said coldly: "Qiu Yueqing, don't be too happy too early. Before the Immortal Sect arrives, it's hard to say whether you are still alive!"
After saying that, the scarlet blood cells immediately turned into thousands of red lights, turned into tentacles, and stabbed Qiu Yueqing.
The femme fatale also took action, and at some point a jar inlaid with seven gems appeared in her hand.
Opening the bottle cap, a green light came out.
It was actually a giant poisonous scorpion.
The Ten Thousand Poison Sect is not only famous for making and refining poisons, but also for controlling beasts. It is also a skill that its disciples must master.
The giant poisonous scorpion didn't know what it was fed, and its tail swept over.
Seeing this, Qiu Yueqing gathered all his icy mana and formed a shield to resist the two men's attacks.
But it didn’t take long for him to gradually lose his support.
Qi Hai's mana gradually bottomed out, and she could only grit her teeth and persevere.
At this time.
A stream of light passed through the air, and with a "clang" sound, it cut off the tail of the giant poisonous scorpion under the femme fatale, and deflected the intensive blood rain attack of Yang Yuan, the great disciple of the Blood God Sect.
The stream of light circled around, leaving a bright arc in the sky.
Finally it returned to the hands of a man in white.
The man had a ghostly expression on his face, and there was no trace of his cultivation, and his aura was astonishing.
Going to that station, it feels like a huge mountain.
This caused the femme fatale and Yang Yuan to be highly vigilant.
Be timid before fighting.
The momentum is a little weaker at first.
Qiu Yueqing looked at the sudden appearance with some confusion on his face.
I don’t even recognize this person. Which sect is he from?
"it's me."
A familiar voice reached his ears, and Qiu Yueqing suddenly realized.
His eyes were very surprised.
It’s actually His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
When did His Highness become so powerful?
Although he has great potential, after all, he is only in the late stage of foundation building. Now, at a glance, his momentum is no less than that of a golden elixir monk.
And among the golden elixirs, one can definitely step into the ranks of the strong.
"I'm here to help you."
Zhao Huai said nothing and slashed with his sword.
He originally wanted to look for his wife, but he didn't expect to find Qiu Yueqing after wandering all the way.
Seeing how she could face the siege of many Demonic monks, how could she not save her?
If she died, Palace Master Linglong might have to blame herself.
While thinking about it, the unknown spiritual sword in Zhao Huai's hand had already been slashed out.
The slender green sword energy struck out.
The blood wings on Yang Yuan's back turned into a pair of big hands and crossed them together, trying to forcibly block the sword energy.
But the big hand was cut off by the sword energy in the blink of an eye.
His whole body fell directly!
Just when Yang Yuan was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment, the blood balls in his hands penetrated into his back, the blood wings regrouped, and his body levitated again.
"hiss!"
He felt the sharp remaining sword energy on his back still stinging him, and the wound would not heal at all in a short time!
"This is the sword intention. Did you just do it!"
Yang Yuan shouted in shock.
Obviously they knew whose product the tyrannical sword energy that had just dawned in Jinzhou City was.
Facing the other party's surprise, Zhao Huai's expression remained unmoved.
The sword finger flicked.
The spiritual sword was divided into eight parts, and the phantom of the sword edge remained in mid-air.
It circled around itself.
One by one, he fired towards Yang Yuan.
The speed is extremely fast, but the opponent's reaction is not slow either.
Avoid the eight sword shadows.
It's just that the skin has been scratched.
But before it was over, he felt a chill on his back.
He turned around and saw that the sword shadow was spinning in the air and stabbing him again.
"Don't take action yet!"
In desperation, Yang Yuan shouted.
The woman from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had been waiting for the opportunity, and when she heard the call, she no longer hesitated.
A large amount of green poisonous mist surged out of his sleeves, turning into big green hands and grabbing at Zhao Huai.
"careful!"
Qiu Yueqing's mana has not yet recovered, so he can only send a message to remind him.
Zhao Huai was calm and composed, turned around and slashed out at the poisonous mist.
This sword is extremely powerful and can break mountains and crack the earth.
After slashing out, the ground beneath his feet separated, leaving a deep ravine.
Cut the poisonous mist's big hand in half.
Along the ground, it shot out for hundreds of meters, cutting off the city wall in the distance.
The poisonous mist's big hand was cut in half, and a moment later it was stitched together again, and it attacked again.
Zhao Huai took his sword into the air, wiped the edge of the sword, and turned around to face the two people on the ground.
Draw a circle.
Just a thought.
The sword energy flickered, gathered together, and emitted a blazing temperature.
Just like a sword, watching the sun.
Under the illumination of the golden sun of sword energy, large swaths of poisonous mist were evaporated.
The rays of light turned into thousands of sword energy and shot towards Yang Yuan and the two of them overwhelmingly.
"So strong!"
The two of them took half a step back to avoid the sharp edge and the rain of swords.
At this time.
Zhao Huai closed his eyes and felt that his cultivation had increased by one point again.
Riding thousands of miles alone.
As long as you are undefeated, you will get stronger as you fight.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and found something appearing in his consciousness.
It's approaching rapidly.
Between ten breaths.
Eight tall walking corpses carrying a black sedan flew from the center of the street, stepping on empty houses and running through the air.
These eight walking corpses are different from those encountered on Zhaohuai Street. They are all wearing jet black armor, their faces are black and blue, like fine steel, and they have mana fluctuations on their bodies.
It's like a puppet, and he was a monk during his lifetime!
Sitting in the black sedan chair is an old Taoist in black robes, with black beard on his temples, holding a whisk in his hand.
The real corpse in the corpse grave has reached the Nascent Soul realm.
They were helpers invited by Blood God Sect Yang Yuan.
I saw the real corpse waving the whisk lightly.
Dozens of streams of light appeared on the street.
After counting carefully, there were actually fifty-seven walking corpses.
Zhao Huai discovered that the cultivation level of each walking corpse was around the foundation level.
This shows that these corpses were living foundation-building monks during their lifetime.
It's just that after death, he was refined into a walking corpse for fighting.
How many graves did this old man dig before he gathered these walking corpses?
It should be understood that a powerful walking corpse requires a variety of precious materials and a large amount of resources to be successfully refined.
There are a total of fifty-seven walking corpses in front of them, which can subvert any power in the world.
Even in the realm of cultivating immortals, it can destroy a third-rate sect, and small sects cannot withstand this power.
Zhao Huai had no time to think.
The fifty-seven walking corpses in front of them all started to move, and there were subtle mana fluctuations between their eyebrows, controlling every move of these walking corpses.
I have long heard that there is a magic method for refining ghosts and corpses in the Demon Sect. Today, I have killed many walking corpses. It turns out that these guys are the ones responsible for his troubles.
Zhao Huai frowned and thought about the black sedan.
"This is the sect master of the Corpse Tomb, the real corpse. His strength has reached the realm of Yuanying. He is good at the ancient secret method of exorcising corpses. His methods are extremely cruel. He likes to refine people into walking corpses."
"Your Highness, please leave quickly. You are no match for him. I will take care of him."
Qiu Yueqing's figure came to Zhao Huai's side, his tired jade face full of solemnity.
The corpse master had a strange-looking spirit rat in his hand, looking straight in the direction of Zhao Huai.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
The ancestor artifact was found.
The black curtain was immediately lifted, and a smelly corpse smell came out.
The corpse master walked out slowly, curled his lips, faced Zhao Huai, and said with a faint smile:
"Hand over the ancestral artifact and you will avoid death."
There was another half sentence that he didn't say, he wouldn't kill the other person.
And will refine it into a walking corpse.
This is his usual rhetoric.
"This is the Blood Treasure Spirit Rat, and it's actually in the hands of senior."
Blood God Sect Yang Yuan saw his spirit rat in the opponent's hands.
I immediately understood what was going on.
The reason why the corpse master has not shown up is because he is using the rest of the Demon Sect to block the Immortal Sect disciples, and goes to look for the ancestral artifact alone.
Selfishness is inevitable.
The old demons of the Demon Sect all want to get the ancestral artifact, decipher the secret of becoming an immortal, and overwhelm the Immortal Sect.
Faced with the questioning from the corpse master, Zhao Huai said calmly:
"Everyone thinks that the ancestral weapon is on my body, but if the ancestral weapon is really on my body, I would have used it to deal with you long ago, why wait until now."
"All the guidance points to you, no matter how you quibble, it will be useless. In this case, I have no choice but to come and get it myself."
The voice of the real corpse was disembodied.
A pressure belonging to Yuanying came over.
Zhao Huai's face couldn't help but become serious.
Although his current cultivation level has increased a lot, trying to deal with Nascent Soul cultivators is simply a dream.
Facing a person like Zhen Zhenren, it is difficult to escape.
Accompanied by the corpse, the real person slowly approached.
The blood treasure spirit rat jumped out from the opponent's palm and rushed towards him.
The white jade dragon seal in the mysterious ring felt the movement and gave off a faint light.
Zhao Huai noticed the movement in the Xuan Ring and took out the Dragon Seal immediately.
He just held the dragon seal in his hand.
The dragon seal suddenly glowed brightly, transforming into a prismatic mirror wrapped around a silver dragon.
The prism mirror burst out with astonishing light.
The dazzling white light made the blood treasure spirit rat howl in pain, exuding evil black energy, and soon fell to the ground without making any sound.
The eyes of the real corpse burst out with astonishing brilliance.
With a flick of the whisk, the white beards gathered into tentacles and were about to snatch the precious mirror from Zhao Huai's hand.
Feeling the threat, light appeared on the surface of the prism mirror again.
An awe-inspiring celestial spirit energy appeared and collided with the fly whisk.
Is there really an ancestral weapon? !
And it’s the dragon seal passed down from his ancestors?
Zhao Huai was shocked.
Soon he discovered that the prism mirror was extracting mana from him.
The speed is so fast, extremely exaggerated!
After absorbing the mana, the mirror of the prismatic mirror flashed.
A purple beam of light shot out and penetrated into the sky, causing a large area of purple energy to swing out, and stars all over the sky appeared in the purple energy.
The entire sky changed color, as if it was a vision of purple energy coming from the east.
"The Ancestral Artifact is born!"
Blood God Sect Yang Yuan was extremely surprised when he saw this scene.
He originally thought that all this was a trap by the Netherworld Old Demon.
Unexpectedly, the ancestral artifact is really in Jinzhou!
"It seems the legend is true!"
The snake and scorpion woman from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect also looked stunned.
"Boom!"
Under the purple energy, Huang Huang Tian Lei made a deafening sound.
"boom!"
A bolt of thunder fell directly.
It hit Zhao Huai's body.
But it didn't hurt him, but stayed in his body.
Purple energy surged in his body, and his already critical cultivation level suddenly broke through, allowing him to reach the eighth level of foundation building!
This made Zhao Huai very surprised.
Is the ancestral weapon really so defiant?
Can this mirror reflect heaven and earth?
Above the clouds, countless terrifying auras stood in the void.
The vision of three thousand miles of purple energy shocked the world of immortality, and many great powers who had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up.
in an independent space.
Total darkness.
There is just endless emptiness.
The Taoist Wuji, who was dressed in plain robes, escaped from his soul and gathered into a figure of holy light that was 10,000 meters high, pressing down with his five fingers.
The entire independent space was shaken by it. If it were outside, it would be enough to destroy a large area of states and counties.
Directly smashed the opposite demon shadow into pieces.
The Netherworld Old Demon spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his momentum weakened a lot. After all, he was still no match for the Taoist ancestor in front of him.
But the next second, he looked outside the space and laughed happily:
"Hahaha! I knew it!"
Sensing the movement outside the world, Taoist Wuji ignored Old Demon Netherworld.
Instead, he counted with his fingers, and after a moment, he solemnly said:
"When the ancestral weapon is born, a great disaster is coming."
