I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

The Eastern Wilderness is the most western.

This place is called the Western Regions.

This is the most secret place in the Eastern Wilderness.

Because it is located in the westernmost part and the altitude is very high, few people have come here for thousands of years, and it is a barren land.

But it is precisely because of this lack of hair that it gives people an extremely mysterious feeling.

Many people in Donghuang have a deep yearning for this place.

It was late at night, and the crescent moon hung high in the sky.

Looking up, what you see is the endless plateau, and there are some high mountains in the distance that are shoulder to shoulder with the clouds. The moonlight is as pale as paper, making the surroundings look very strange.

A breeze mixed with the smell of blood was stirred and blown, and there was a rotten corpse smell in the air.

Suddenly, I looked up.

Only then did I realize what kind of a moon it was, pale and round, walking through the clouds and mist with a strange aura, but with a sad beauty.

This is a frightening moon, reminiscent of pale faces and hysterical screams, which makes people feel refreshed.

Suddenly, an inexplicable scream came from the empty valley, and the grass near and far undulated like waves in the sudden gust of wind.

At some point, the silhouette of a wolf appeared on the ridge, and then disappeared.

not far away.

I saw about 20 people, divided into two teams.

They were constantly overflowing with a terrifying aura of cultivation, holding fierce knives and sharp swords in their hands, and staring at each other fiercely.

In the sky above these two men and horses, two people erupted with a terrifying pressure that made the surrounding space tremble.

There was a chilling smell in the air, as if blood was about to splatter everywhere in the next moment.

but.

They seemed to maintain a strange tacit understanding, and they all stared at each other closely, and they didn't shoot rashly.

Wu Jun is powerful!

Two mighty warriors confront each other here!

To the east is a middle-aged man.

He was dressed in black, with the word "Heaven" tattooed between his brows, the big knife in his hand was out of its sheath, and his expression was indifferent and indifferent.

Opposite him, a woman in a yellow shirt stood holding a sword.

The woman in the yellow shirt had an elegant demeanor, exuding the mighty majesty of a Martial Monarch, adding a bit of Xiao Su to the air.

"Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect, Shen Liuli, please enlighten me."

Shen Liuli, the number one genius in the Western Regions, the first level of the Martial Lord Realm.

Majoring in kendo, he wields a long sword superbly, the sword is as powerful as the sea, vast and deep.

"Master of Tianmen Hall, Yan Nantian, let me see what you do."

Yan Nantian, the lord of the Tianmen Hall, the lord of the number one force in the Eastern Desolation.

Once single-handedly swept across countless sects, and defeated all invincible opponents in the Eastern Wilderness, and then felt very lonely, and led his subordinates to live in seclusion.

Although he lived in seclusion, there are legends about him everywhere in Donghuang!

"Okay, then the junior will make the move first."

Shen Liuli agreed, and lightly waved the long sword in her hand.

A swipe of the sword will burst forth, sweeping away like a rushing river!

"It's not bad for the new Martial Lord to be able to practice such swordsmanship."

Seeing Shen Liuli make a move, Yan Nantian commented appreciatively.

Immediately, with an understatement of the big knife in his hand, the offensive opened and closed like a mad bee, wave and butterfly, and erupted violently!
Boom~~! ! !

The two fought each other.

The billowing power immediately created a shock wave like a star bursting, which continued to spread toward the depths of the sky, sweeping across the clouds for thousands of miles.

"Well!"

After one move, Shen Liuli couldn't help gasping, panting, her face pale.

"I was only slightly injured when I received the knife. You are fine."

When Yan Nantian said this, he suddenly turned his head and glanced down.

There is a bottomless ancient tomb cave below that, from which red ghostly death energy constantly emanates.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are countless opportunities in it.

"Although you are good, you are not qualified to win this ancient tomb."

"Take someone away, and I will spare your life."

Yan Nantian put the sword back into its sheath, and said indifferently.

"impossible!"

Shen Liuli's expression changed, and then she realized that her attitude was wrong, so she immediately changed her words:

"Senior was joking, I was the first to discover this ancient tomb."

"Moreover, this ancient tomb is still under the mountain of my sect. If senior wants to dig this ancient tomb, then my sect will also be destroyed. Please forgive me, senior."

Yan Nantian looked cold and serious, and shook his head indifferently: "I, Yan Nantian, never forgive anyone. You back off, otherwise don't blame me for not having eyes."

As soon as this statement came out, it was oppression!
Yan Nantian has this self-confidence and also has this strength. The number one swordsman who once swept the Eastern Wasteland is definitely not just talking.

Sensing that Yan Nantian's tone became unfriendly, Shen Liuli frowned.

If this person wants to dig up the ancient tomb, then this mountain gate of his own will collapse, and this will never be allowed!
"Senior, don't make jokes, but if senior insists on this, then just step over the little girl's body."

heard.

Yan Nantian smiled.

Without any compassion, he said indifferently:

"Okay, since you made such a request, I'm really sorry if I don't satisfy you."

After all, he didn't draw the knife, but raised his hand and pushed forward, ready to slap Shen Liuli to death.

Just at this time.

laugh!
A sound transmission suddenly came from the far east and directly reached Yan Nantian's ears, which made him slightly surprised.

He stopped and listened quietly to the content of the voice transmission.

"Tu Jiuyou, the patriarch of the Jinlei Sword Sect, as well as the suzerain and his son, all died in the Yi Sword Sect."

Yan Nantian's complexion suddenly changed, and the aura as strong as the sea was released from his body.

boom! ! !
The billowing power was like a tsunami raging, sweeping half of the sky in an instant.

Jin Lei Jianzong was a force he secretly supported after he lived in seclusion, but he did not expect to fall into the hands of a little Yi Jianzong.

Yan Nantian closed his eyes and meditated.

Then Yi Jianzong, it seems that even the suzerain is just a small Condensed Yuan Eighth Heaven, right?
As for their patriarchal protector, he is only a small peak of Condensation Yuan, not even a half-step Martial Lord.

In this way, how could they kill Tu Jiuyou who was in the Martial Lord Realm?
Could it be that there is someone in Yi Jianzong who is a new Martial Lord?

If this is the case, it will be easy to explain.

After entering the Martial Lord Realm, he followed the path of the sword again, so it made sense to kill Tu Jiuyou.

However, a mere new Martial Lord is far less important than the chance in the ancient tomb.

Thinking of this, Yan Nantian looked at the people below, and said, "Sword Chi, your sword should be unsheathed."

Jian Chi, a high-cold young man.

He folded his hands on his chest, and a long sword protruded from between his arms. His breath was restrained, as calm as a mountain.

With Yan Nantian's full support, he specialized in swordsmanship, and when he slashed out with one sword, his sword was as powerful as the sea.

Looking up, his sword is about three feet long and two fingers wide, like a pool of autumn water.

Although it was not out of its sheath, it could clearly feel the piercing sword force.

As the name suggests, the sword idiot has been with the sword all his life, obsessed with the sword, killing and proving the way with the sword, and nourishing the sword with blood.

It has been uninterrupted for decades, and has reached the realm of the unity of man and sword, and the obsession with swords has reached the point where it has penetrated into the bone marrow.

He even forgot his own name in order to temper his sword intent.

Therefore, Yan Nantian gave him a new name, Jian Chi.

Jian Chi's sword is easy to get out of the sheath, once it is out of the sheath, blood will seal the throat!

In the past 20 years, Jian Chi has only fought six times, without a single defeat.

Even, there was a warrior who disobeyed Yan Nantian's discipline, and was shot by Jian Chi. His sword fell from the clouds, and his dead body was wiped out in ashes.

"What's the matter?"

Jian Chi flicked his sword, his eyes were like a beast, as if he had found a prey.

"You go there and wash Yi Jianzong with blood."

Yan Nantian ordered.

"As ordered."

Jian Chi nodded.