The first cause of all realms

Chapter 991 Invincible in the Southeast!
The big sun rises.

when~
Accompanied by the sound of the bell, the Ziqi Stage in Cangjiang Gate was densely covered, and the long breathing of hundreds of disciples attracted the Ziqi to roll in.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, turning the purple energy into mana, Taoist Qing Ming who was sitting on the high platform lightly whisked the dust:
"This is the end of today's morning class..."

Boom!

Taoist Qing Ming hadn't finished his sentence when he heard the sound of rolling thunder, and the mountain gate was blown up, and the strong wind howled and blew in, and the formation of the mountain gate was suddenly revived.

"what happened?"

"Enemy attack?"

"Who?!"

All the disciples of the Cangjiangmen on the Ziqi platform turned pale and got up, looking around in all directions, they couldn't help but changed their expressions in horror.

I saw the shadow of a waning moon rising from the mountain behind the sect, and immediately collapsed into thousands of streamers under everyone's gaze.

"Is that the Lunar Wheel?"

"No, no, this is..."

"Like the image of Patriarch Hua's fall?!"

boom!
Watching the shadow of the moon shatter and the stream of light piercing the sky, the huge Cangjiang Gate was quiet at first, and then, the sky was full of boiling water!

"impossible!"

Taoist Qing Ming almost crushed the whisk, he got up in shock, his expression full of disbelief in shock and anger.

It's astonishing as hell!

The entire Cangjiang Gate was erupting for a while, but all the disciples in the gate, no matter whether they were practicing in seclusion or teaching scriptures somewhere, all rose to the sky at this moment, heading towards the Patriarch Hall.

Some people were frightened and angry, some were sad and angry, but even more were still unbelievable.

hum!
At this moment, an extremely violent will shot up from the Patriarch Hall, swept across the heavenly secrets, oppressed hundreds of miles, and pushed all the disciples flying to the ground.

boom!
The closed stone room suddenly opened, and in the darkness, the three-foot Taoist with two distinct colors screamed angrily:
"Nanling children!"

Boom!

The stone room made of sacred stones shattered suddenly, and a wave of sword light rose into the sky. Within ten miles, the vegetation, mud, rocks, and even the invisible airflow in the void were all smashed.

"Master!"

Taoist Qingjiu and a group of Jiuyao Lords of the "Qing" generation stepped forward one after another, and the grayness on Sanchi Taoist's body was rapidly fading.

In just a few moments, there was no longer any black air lingering, and Sen Leng's extremely cold will changed the expressions of all the Lords of Jiuyao:
"Master, are you?"

Daoist Qingming was both surprised and delighted: "Baji..."

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister..."

The three-foot Taoist stepped out, and all the sword light in the sky was contained in his dantian. In his heart, which he could only listen to, the old voice gradually fell silent:

"If it doesn't work in three days, it's up to the ancestors..."

Taoist Sanchi seemed unaware, and only glanced at Taoist Qingming coldly:

"Go, bring the old man's sword box!"

Sword case?

Daoist Qingming was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that the flying sword that his uncle used earlier was lost.

"Yes!"

Several Taoist priests of the Qing Dynasty responded in unison, then soared into the sky, each using their sword formulas to trigger a large formation.

I could only see the ground shaking inside the mountain gate, and under the cracked ground, a dusty sword box shot up into the sky.

It is the famous "Eight Directions Sword Box" held by the Sanchi Taoist.

call!
The moment the sword box was lifted into the air, it split open, and the seven flying swords trembled and landed behind the Sanchi Taoist, like a peacock spreading its tail.

hum!
The seven flying swords shot out tens of thousands of brilliant sword lights, which have been warmed by the Cangjiang Gate for more than a thousand years, and all of them have peerless sharpness.

Even Taoist Qingming couldn't help but retreat a few steps, and the rest even staggered back, not daring to approach Li Xu.

"The evil Nanling killed my sect for no reason and harmed my junior sister. How can I not avenge my hatred?!"

The flying sword shot out light, and the aura of the three-foot Taoist climbed up layer by layer until it broke through the big formation and pierced through the sea of ​​clouds:
"get out!"

The sound of long whistles and sword cries resounded through the sky, only a muffled groan was heard, and an old man in gray clothes fell out of the sea of ​​clouds.

"Fellow Daoist!"

Seeing the murderous aura of Sanchi Taoist, the man in gray shouted loudly:

"Poverty and longevity, I am the master of the Changchun sect, and I am here to help fellow daoists kill that villain in Nanling!"

"Changchun sect master?"

Taoist Sanchi suppressed his anger slightly, his expression was extremely cold:
"Thousands of years ago, there was a person in the Eastern Wasteland who killed his fellow disciples and fled to the Endless Mountain. Is that you?"

"Is the poor way killing people from the same sect?"

Taoist Changshou shook his head and retorted. He avoided the point of the sword energy and said in a hurried tone:

"Nanling's supernatural powers have been achieved, and the killings are fierce and violent. The noble family Ruhua Taoist priest was quickly killed by him, and even the poor Taoists were unable to save him. I came here to report the news, and I am willing to join hands with fellow Taoists..."

Taoist Changshou even felt a little regretful.

He came to the land of Nanling, naturally because of Hanhai Longjun's hunting order, who would have kicked the iron plate?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it at all. A ten-capital lord would become famous for thousands of years with just two combinations, and a strong man who was only half a step away from being promoted to the eight poles would blow up.

This is simply horror!

What's even more frightening is that that person has already locked his aura, and he is afraid that he will kill him soon...

"Report?"

Taoist Sanchi's face was gloomy, he could vividly remember the scene of Taoist nun Hua's death, how could he not know that the weather in Nanling had become?
But if he wants to join hands with this person who has abandoned the immortal sect and joined forces with evil spirits, he can't.

"You are also worthy to join forces with the old man?!"

Taoist Sanchi sneered all over his body, and behind him a flying sword rose across the sky, splitting the sky for hundreds of miles, and the light of the sword shot like a torrent.

"you!"

The Taoist Changshou was very vigilant, he retreated hundreds of miles suddenly, just as he was about to speak, his heart suddenly went cold.

"Who?!"

He suddenly turned around, and he could see the sea of ​​clouds churning and exploding on the distant mountain, and dozens of people turned into rainbows and fled wildly, but they were still blasted one by one on the long sky.

Lord Jiuyao was being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, and there were many evil people with the same name as him, but he couldn't even block a punch!
And in the blood mist, under the sea of ​​clouds, one can faintly see a red dress stepping through the air like a dragon, even thousands of miles away,

But his eyes were as bright as the sun and the moon, which made him feel chills in his heart, not to mention the contempt of Taoist Sanchi, he turned and fled:
"he came!!"

"Nanling children!"

Taoist Changshou fled very quickly, and a roar of extreme anger also exploded.

"Good, good! Good! I am saving the old man from looking for it!"

His chest rose and fell, and he roared loudly. The three-foot Taoist pointed to the sky with his arms, and the seven sword lights jumped out of the formation, piercing the sky:

"kill!"

Loudly loudly!

There seemed to be tens of thousands of sword sounds resounding. This was not a waste of mana, not Taoism or sword control, but supernatural powers!
Across the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Jue's gaze was like a torch, and he saw the seven flying swords trembling rapidly all the time in a very miraculous way.

Every moment, there are tens of thousands of tremors and buzzing sounds, and countless sword lights follow, layered and intertwined, like the tide like the sea, like the earth like the sky!
Thousands of miles away, but it seems to come straight to the eyebrows, it is the magical power of "Sword of Heaven"!
However, compared to the sword outside Jincai City, the momentum and power of these seven flying swords are more than ten times greater?
Its momentum is overwhelming, and in his induction, it simply fills the world.

only……

"Is the Heavenly Sword three feet?"

Stepping on the sea of ​​clouds and moving, Yang Jue strode like a mountain, leaning on his arm and punching out.

At this moment, he had just truly experienced the state of mind of the devil boy when he tried his best to fight with him 27 years ago.

The sea of ​​swords in front of him is several times stronger than it was back then, but at this moment, in his eyes, it is full of flaws.

After all, there are gaps in the overwhelming sword light, no matter how grand the formation is, there are still gaps.

"There are too many flaws..."

The murmuring sound that seemed to exist and seemed to exist seemed to span thousands of miles, echoing in the ears and heart of Taoist Sanchi.

In the next moment, his violent eyes froze, and great horror suddenly rose in his heart!
That red dress disappeared into his overwhelming sea of ​​swords without a trace.

But he didn't notice his aura. On the contrary, his sea of ​​sword light, which was as vast as the sea and condensed to the extreme, was blown away!
boom!
Boom!

The sea of ​​swords was shattered, turning into an extreme light and flying in all directions!
As Yang Ju stepped forward, his fists moved with him, his body moved by his heart, changing in size, moving and stepping in the sea of ​​rolling swords.

The size is the same, in a sense, it is the "first divine treasure" opened after he was promoted to immortal.

Between size changes, he might be smaller than a mote, like a fine particle invisible to the naked eye, which can pass through walls, escape the ground, and even penetrate sword light!
boom!
In less than a second, Yang Ju's figure had already crossed the sea of ​​rolling swords. Between his five fingers, the seven flying swords that the three-foot Taoist had nurtured for thousands of years in the Jiangmen were captured!

Then, under the horrified gazes of Taoist Sanchi, Taoist Changshou and even many disciples of Cangjiangmen.

It crashed directly outside the Cangjiang Gate, on that gigantic mountain as high as [-] zhang.

"Arrangement!"

Taoist Sanchi coughed up blood, and sounded a warning in horror.

"Arrangement!"

The Qingming Taoist flew into the air in horror, but all the disciples of the Cangjiang Sect had numb scalps and cracked livers and gallbladders!

In the horrified eyes of everyone, and the huge roar resounding through the mountains.

That Juyue Divine Mountain was smashed to pieces!
The half-section of the mountain, which is thousands of feet high, is pushed by the radiant energy and blood like the sun,

Like a meteor, it hit Cangjiang Gate!

Shaking the ground at six levels, the strength can lift mountains!
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