Fantasy: The opening reward is one billion years of cultivation

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering special conditions, please choose a reward."

"Option [-]: Facing the doubting crowd, decisively clarify that I did not take anything, and pull out the long sword to prove my innocence by death, and reward reincarnation in another world."

"Option [-]: challenge the eight major sects, and establish a sect to unify the northern border, reward the scale of the sect, and support the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

"What am I"

Hearing the sudden sound next to his ear, Ye Xiu's brain was a little buzzing.

Obviously, I have only been in this world for a month, and I still think about being bombarded by the Heavenly Tribulation for a month as a price to get peace of mind, but I never thought that the system was triggered again now.

And why did he give himself such a foolish choice!

System, are you sure it's my cheating cheat?Can't you just let me enjoy it?

Ye Xiu sighed inwardly, and complained about the system, but he didn't notice that there were already monks around who started to move around.

"Chong"

Amidst the sound of gold and iron, a flying sword galloped from the air and flew towards Ye Xiu's face door.

Seeing the disciples rushing out their swords, the elders of the eight major sects were all silent, they also wanted to see Ye Xiu's strength.

However, the picture that everyone expected did not appear.

The moment the galloping flying sword hit Ye Xiu, it broke inch by inch in the air, as if hitting a thousand-year-old black iron.

"This"

Seeing this scene, Fang Li's pupils suddenly shrank.

It was none other than his beloved disciple Situ Feng who drew the sword just now.

However, Situ Feng is already at the late stage of Tongxuan, and the flying sword that comes out of the accumulated power should not be underestimated even a monk who has just entered the Xuandan.

"No matter who you are, if you don't hand over your treasure in front of our eight major sects today, don't blame us for being rude."

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Li suddenly snorted coldly.

The eight major sects have guarded this place for a month for this treasure, but they never want to be cut off by others, how can they bear it.

"Although I have some quarrels with you, Ice River Valley, but in this matter, I also have the same attitude."

"Beiyin Pavilion, agree."

"Luofenggu, I agree."

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After Fang Li spoke, the remaining seven elders representing various sects spoke one after another, and at the same time fixed their eyes on Ye Xiu, always on guard against him escaping.

As the eight elders finished their statements, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

However, at this moment, Ye Xiu seemed to come back to his senses. He raised his head to look at the people around him, scratched his head, and said, "This seat is the Sect Master of the Heaven-Treading Sect, and this is the place where I practice."

"As for the treasure you mentioned, it was originally something of this seat and has nothing to do with you."

"Also, it's a little awkward for you to be around me, can you let me go?"

After Ye Xiu finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand and waved lightly in the north direction.

next moment.

Like a hurricane sweeping across the ground, the monks surrounding Qingyun Peak were blown hundreds of feet away in unison.

Fortunately, Ye Xiu didn't have the idea of ​​killing people, he just used a little bit of cultivation.

"Boy, how dare you!"

Ye Xiu's actions immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Ghost Lantern, the elder of the Nether Palace in the north.

As soon as Ghost Lantern raised his hand, two shady Rakshasa flew out from its cuffs, and they were wrapped in gusts of yin wind, attacking Ye Xiu.

The Ghost Lantern used the Dark Rakshasa to attack Ye Xiu, and the elders of the other sects were all shocked.

This is because they know that Ghost Lamp's trump card is the dark gap between the two that has been refined by absorbing the blood essence of thousands of people.

Even if they were fighting ghost lamps, they would still have a headache when they met these two shadow rakshasas.

Hearing the ghost howls, Ye Xiu looked up.

After seeing the terrifying appearance of the shadowy Rakshasa, he couldn't help but think inwardly.

I thought the horror movies I watched before were scary, but I never thought that the things made by the ghost repairer I met after time travel were even more terrifying.

Seeing that the shadowy Rakshasa was about to hit him head-on, Ye Xiu raised his hand subconsciously.

I saw dots of golden light glowing on Ye Xiu's palm, and the Yin Rakshasa, who was blown by gusts of sinister wind, bumped into his head, and it actually melted into his hand like ice and snow melting.

"puff"

The natal ghost was killed, and the ghost lamp connecting the two spurted out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Ye Xiu in horror.

Gui Deng was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Yan Dao?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was shocked.

Wen Dao, Body Refining, Tong Xuan, Xuan Dan, Yan Dao, Li Fan, Fei Sheng, San Xian, these are the realm divisions in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the land of northern Xinjiang, Yan Dao already belonged to the existence of the master of a sect, and the existence of the realm above the ordinary was even rarer.

But at this moment, Ghost Lamp's words made everyone look at Ye Xiu change.

"Such a young Yan Dao monk, are you sure about the ghost lamp?"

Broken Sword Sect Elder Mo Yun looked at the ghost lamp and asked in a deep voice.

If the person in front of them is really a cultivator of Dao Evolution Realm, then they have nothing to do but watch the other party take the treasure.

After all, among the elders here today, most of them are only at the middle stage of Xuandan, and a few of them have reached the late stage.

After listening to Mo Yun's words, Ghost Lamp frowned and thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "I'm not sure, his state is a bit strange."

"you."

When Ye Xiu opened his mouth and was about to let the crowd leave, he suddenly stopped talking, frowned and looked at the sky.

On the originally clear sky, a dark cloud appeared at some point, and it had already approached Ye Xiu's head.

"Fuck!"

"My God, are you still here?"

Feeling the familiar smell, Ye Xiu couldn't help but curse.

It's only been a month since the Heavenly Tribulation ended, and he was about to go out to have a fun time, but he never thought that Tiandao didn't seem to be ready to let him go.

"Rewind! Rewind!!"

Just as Ye Xiu was yelling at Heavenly Dao, the elders of the Eight Great Sects hurriedly scolded the disciples to retreat.

in a blink.

Qingyun Peak was still surrounded by many monks just now, but now only Ye Xiu remained in place.

Seeing the monks running for their lives with flying swords, Ye Xiu curled his lips in disdain.

"Isn't it just a catastrophe? There's nothing to be afraid of."

"This thing is just sprinkled with water."

As soon as Ye Xiu finished speaking, the sky seemed to have been brewed with a tribulation thunder, and a purple thunderbolt descended from the sky, striking Ye Xiu's body straightly.

Feeling the numbness coming from his body, Ye Xiu made a sound comfortably.

And this time.

The eight elders who had evacuated to a safe place looked back, and when they saw Ye Xiu stretching his waist in the thunder light, all of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

After practicing for so many years, it is not that none of them have survived the catastrophe.

But the catastrophe they have survived is completely insignificant compared to the catastrophe in front of them, which looks like the end of the world.

Just the coercion of heaven overflowing from it made them feel a little hard to breathe.

But the man in front of him, bathed in thunder, even stretched comfortably?

For a moment, the mentality of the elders exploded.