Legend of Immortal Cultivation in Myriad Realms

Chapter 404

"Master!"

"The master is out!"

"Sect Master!"

"Uncle Sect Master!"

The only thirty remaining disciples of Qingyu Sect, tall and short, fat and thin, beautiful and ugly, have all gathered at the main peak of Qingyu Mountain.It is worthy of being a farming sect, with thirty disciples, some of them are carrying spiritual hoes, some are holding spiritual shovels, some are holding iron rulers, and some are holding iron fists... It can be seen Chu Tian felt shabby and panicked!

Shabby to shabby, the remaining [-] disciples are all diehard members of the sect.At this time, all of them had a look of ruthlessness on their faces, and looked at Chu Tian with questioning eyes, as if they were waiting for the head's order, and then rushed forward to fuck her!

There is a kind of make-or-break mentality in it.

"Boy Yu, after the three-year period has expired, we have given you more than ten more days. I didn't expect you to have no discernment, and you are still lingering on this Qingyu Mountain.

You only have about thirty big cats and kittens, how can you still have the nerve to rely on this treasured land of geomantic omen?
It would be better to break up the family as soon as possible! "

The person who spoke on the cotton candy-like clouds was the one I met once in the East China Sea last time, that glamorous woman with a phoenix crown and a rosy gown, exposed buttocks.

Beside this woman is the Sword Immortal from Diancang Mountain who has no talent but thinks highly of himself.

A mere newcomer to the God of Transformation, I am afraid that he has not even enlightened to the earth, fire, water and wind, and has not penetrated the power of the five elements. Chu Tian didn't know where his arrogance came from.

At this time, the guy who was looked down upon by Chu Tian had his hands on his back, his feet on the clouds, and his eyes on the scorching sun, showing a noble demeanor.

"Don't blame my sister for not reminding you, this Mr. Canghe is the first disciple of the three generations of Diancang Mountain, and he is a well-known sword fairy! You mud-legged people want to guard the mountain gate, so think about it.

We in Huaxian Valley are all slender girls, but Mr. Canghe has a flying sword in his hand, but he doesn't recognize anyone! "

The beautiful woman with big breasts and fat buttocks seemed to be kindly trying to persuade her.

Beside her, the ostentation is much bigger than that of Qingyu Gate.Yingyingyanyan, thousands of female disciples stood in the clouds, the rays of the scorching sun shone on their beautiful bodies, and the shadows smashed the sunlight and mixed it together, and then projected it on the ground, but it was cast on the main peak of Qingyu Mountain. There was a lot of shadow.

For the disciples of Qingyumen, these female disciples of Huaxian Valley are quite attractive.

It's a pity that he came here to provoke trouble.

This cannot be forgiven!

At this moment, facing the people in Huaxian Valley, they are fighting against each other.

"bass!"

There was a choke, and a sword was cold.For a moment, all the disciples of Qingyu Mountain only felt that their eyes were bright, and they were hurt by the light and cold air. Those with weaker cultivation bases couldn't help but shed tears.

It's just that Cang He pulled out the sword on his back, if he really did it, who can be his next general?
This time, the disciples who were standing here with all their vigor, vowing to live and die with the sect, were like a punctured ball, their aura faded.

Facing Huaxian Valley, they were already at a disadvantage.However, the female disciples of Huaxian Valley are generally not high in cultivation, and they are not good at fighting methods.

They think they can still fight.

However, when facing the Sword Immortal, who is known for his one-on-one attack and fighting, it is like a farmer meeting a fully armed regular army. This battle is really impossible to fight.

"Hehe, this sword in this seat is called the Demon Devouring Sword. There are countless monsters and demons under the sword. Among them, there is the Sanxian Great Demon Seventeen.

The god of transformation and the great demon Thunder Mountain Lei Gongbao also died under this sword last month! "

Cang He said, stretching out his hand to hold the flying sword floating in front of him, his tone was full of pride and showing off, enjoying the admiration of all the female disciples of Huaxian Valley and the fear of the enemy.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Little Junior Sister could no longer hide the worried look on her face.

In fact, it was Cang He from Diancang Mountain, but no one in the entire Qingyu Mountain could resist the strength he showed.

Even if they all add up, they won't be his opponent.

This earthly fairy world has never been about singing and dancing.He and Huaxiangu are old rivals, both of them know the basics, and if they fight together, even if they really lose, at worst they will give up Qingyu Mountain.

But now that the opponent has invited foreign aid, things suddenly got out of control.

She backed off a little.

"What kind of sect is this Diancangshan?"

Chu Tian asked Mu Dan.

In his memory, there was an impression of Cangshan.But what is the background of the other party, there is no idea.

Peony leaned closer, breathing like blue, her red lips leaning against Chu Tian's ear, and introduced in a low voice: "Diancang Mountain is located in Liang Guo, which is 8000 million miles away from us. It is a sect founded by a fairy. It is very famous in more than a dozen countries around it..."

At this time, Canghe had already landed slowly on the auspicious clouds in the sky. For the first time, he lowered his proud head, looked at the doormen of Qingyumen, and said in an orderly tone with the overall situation in mind and the dust settled: "Give you three breaths of time to leave here, otherwise you will become the souls of my demon devouring sword!
three,

two······"

Cang He had already started the countdown with a stern voice, and the disciples of the Qingyu Sect on the ground looked at Chu Tian with a blank expression.

The three-breath time is too short, if you really leave like this, you will abandon everything in Qingyumen, the spiritual flowers and plants on the hills, pavilions, buildings, and treasures of books.

Mudan pulled out the sword in her hand with an ugly expression, and looked at Chutian at the same time, and when she was about to transmit the sound transmission to his spiritual sense, her eyes blurred, and the second senior brother disappeared.

With her true immortal cultivation in the realm of transforming gods, she didn't realize how her senior brother disappeared at all!
But the next moment, a thunderous "boom!" resounded through the mountains.

Cang He, a disciple of Diancang Mountain who looked stern, arrogant, and defiant, had disappeared there, and was replaced by Chu Tian, ​​the head of Qingyu Sect.

"Three breaths, right?"

Chu Tian watched as a cannonball was blasted hundreds of miles away. After smashing four or five mountain peaks one after another, he smashed the ground into a big crater with a radius of tens of miles.

Then, before Cang He could react, Chu Tian appeared next to Cang He again, and slapped him hard in the face.

There was a loud bang!

The ground collapsed thousands of meters in an instant, and huge ravines stretched out like spider webs, forming large rift valleys.

Cang He, who was so proud just now, has turned into a blood gourd.

"The Demon Devouring Sword, right?"

(End of this chapter)