boom!
The golden sword light was unparalleled in its ferocity, but it struck the huge figure like a copper wall. A series of sparks exploded, but they failed to hurt the opponent at all.
Everyone looked at the huge figure. It was a terrifying creature that looked like a lion, with two horns on its head and dragon scales all over its body.
"Kirin?"
"How dare you, the Tiansheng Shen Sect, steal people from our Jin family?"
Jin Chihai's eyes flashed fiercely. He took a step forward and his body appeared above the unicorn. The golden light in his hand shone and turned into a sword light of more than ten feet, and he slashed it down with a fierce sword.
The power of this sword was earth-shaking, even more powerful than the one just now.
But when he reached the earth unicorn with the shocking sword light in his hand, his expression suddenly changed wildly.
The unicorn suddenly raised its head, its huge eyes filled with a trace of teasing. From the huge body, there is a powerful aura that is extremely pure, extremely sacred, and awe-inspiring.
"No, it's not a monk from the Tiansheng Sect, it's a real Qilin Holy Beast!"
Jin Chihai was terrified, but it was too late to stop.
Seeing the golden sword light fall, the Tu Qilin waved his palm violently, as if chasing away a fly, tearing the sword light apart easily, and then raised his hand to swat Jin Chihai away.
"You have so little strength, how dare you be so arrogant with me?"
Tu Qilin glanced at the people around him with contempt, then raised its head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar, opened its mouth to bite the bloody black dragon, and disappeared with a leap in the air.
In an instant, the whole place was dead silent.
The entire Conferred God Stage was filled with thick blood clouds and lingering blood energy.
As the earth unicorn left, the dead souls who had escaped just now surrounded them again, looking at the living people with unkind eyes.
"Damn it, I was only a little short of taking down Shen Chenfeng. It's a pity that he was blocked by that Qilin Holy Beast."
Jin Chihai rolled and fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
He looked at the looming souls hiding around him, with a sneer on his lips, obviously not taking these souls seriously.
But when he saw Yue Yuanhua and others approaching vaguely, his expression changed slightly.
"Yue Yuanhua, today I will give up the treasures of this underground palace of ghosts and gods to you. I will take the first step."
Jin Chihai did not dare to hesitate at all. He put on the Sword Saint mask, turned his body into a blade of light, and flew towards the distance.
Several elders of the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect wanted to get up and give chase. Yue Yuanhua waved his hand to stop them and looked coldly at a group of dead souls wearing black Taoist robes opposite them.
"Yue Yuanhua, I really didn't expect that. The little brat who followed Chen Jing back then, in just thirty years, he has become a master of the Guiyi Realm."
A dead soul from the Xuantian Sect chuckled and said, "Now that you are staying here and not leaving, do you want to bring up the past and settle accounts with us living dead?"
"Dong Qiwei, if you kill my Uncle Chen Jing, you and I will never live together."
A frightening cold light flashed in Yue Yuanhua's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said: "But you are already dead, and I am too lazy to argue with you, a revenant. And I still have a mission, so just I won’t tangle with you here anymore.”
As he spoke, he waved his hands and led several elders of the Sky Splitting Demon Sect to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Hanyan suddenly took a step forward and said, "Elder Yue, is that young man just now a disciple of Xuantian Sect?"
"good."
Yue Yuanhua stopped and said, "That person is your Xuantian Sect, the most popular disciple in recent years, his name is Shen Chenfeng. Moreover, he is from your Xuanji Peak."
"What?"
"Is he from our Xuanji Peak?"
"Let me tell you, this guy's swordsmanship is amazing and he must have a close relationship with Zhang Ruoli."
Hearing this, the dead souls of Xuantian Sect immediately became excited.
Han Yan quietly clenched her pink fists, her face flushed with excitement. But the next second, she seemed to remember something and said: "If that's the case, then why can he transform into the ancient desolate god?"
"this……"
Yue Yuanhua had a strange look on his face and said: "To be honest, I don't know much about it. People from your Xuantian Sect should be here soon. If you still have any questions, just ask your people from the Xuantian Sect."
"Farewell."
Yue Yuanhua shouted, and immediately took several elders of the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect and flew towards the distance.
At the same time, Xuantian Sect.
After several days of screening, Xuanji Peak finally selected a hundred disciples with relatively innocent backgrounds.
Although their strength is not too strong, despite their complicated life experiences, everyone gets along extremely harmoniously. Moreover, there are several disciples among them who are extremely talented and have astonishing understanding.
At this time, there were dozens of disciples, gathered in front of the eleven stone tablets, immersed in cultivation.
Recorded on these stone tablets are the eleven magical powers of Xuanji Peak.
In addition to the original Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Sword of Xuanji Peak, the remaining ten magical powers cover all systems. No matter what attributes of the exercises you practice, how can you find the magical power that suits you?
Meng Shaobai sat leisurely aside, tasting the centuries-old spiritual tea.
He was extremely proud. This centuries-old spiritual tea could not only improve his cultivation, but also strengthen his body.
In the past, that was something that was unthinkable.
But now, he can drink as much spiritual tea as he wants, which he never dared to think about before, and he no longer has to worry about training resources.
"Although Xuanji Peak is far from what it was before, it can still be considered a resurrection. If in a few more decades, when these new disciples grow up, they may become even more powerful and prosperous than before."
"I wonder what the master's expression will be like when he sees this glorious scene after he comes out of seclusion?"
Meng Shaobai couldn't help but chuckle as he seemed to have thought of the shocked look on Lin Duantian's face after he came out of seclusion.
At this moment, a figure hurried over.
"Junior brother Lu, what happened to make you panic like this?"
Meng Shaobai put down the tea cup in his hand with a surprised look on his face.
In his impression, Lu Wushuang has always had a relatively calm temper, but this was the first time he saw Lu Wushuang so panicked.
"problem occurs."
Lu Wushuang subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "Where is Shen Chenfeng?"
Meng Shaobai coughed and said, "Uncle Master is in retreat."
"Hurry up and inform Shen Chenfeng for me. I have something to ask him for."
As Lu Wushuang spoke, he rushed towards Guangxia Palace.
"Wait a minute."
Meng Shaobai's face changed slightly and he stepped forward to stop Lu Wushuang.
He looked around vigilantly, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he used a secret method to transmit the message and said: "Junior Brother Lu, I just told Uncle Master to retreat in order to stabilize the morale of the army. In fact, Uncle Master is not here, he is following Master Wuji Peak has gone out to practice."
"What...he's not here?"
Lu Wushuang's expression changed wildly, and he couldn't help but scream.
Meng Shaobai didn't care to blame Lu Wushuang, and quickly asked: "If something happens, you might as well tell me what's going on?"
"Something happened, something big is going to happen to our Xuantian Sect."
Lu Wushuang's face was extremely pale, his eyes were extremely panicked, and he said: "No, now that Shen Chenfeng is not here, I have to find Elder Punishment. If it is any later, our Xuantian Sect will be finished."
He held Meng Shaobai's hand, his face full of solemnity, and said: "Old Meng, you listen to me. Wait for the formation of Xuanji Peak to be activated to its strongest power. Unless Shen Chenfeng comes back, no matter whether Xuantian Sect Whatever happens, you must not close the formation."
"Remember, remember!"
