Fantasy: At the beginning, I used a vest to fabricate the past and the future

After Wu Mengyi came out, he just wanted to shout excitedly: "Finally I am free, I don't have to fight with that tiger, no, I finally don't have to be abused by that tiger." Then he seemed to think of something and said with his eyes shining: "With my cultivation, I can walk sideways in this secret realm." "Treasure, here I come!!!" After saying that, he activated his own spiritual power and wanted to find a direction to go treasure hunting. But halfway through the spiritual power, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already outside the secret realm. Wu Mengyi was confused at this time, who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do? After three questions, he finally reacted and let out a sad roar. "How come the time has come, old man? Why am I so miserable?"

Wu Mengyi came out of the sect, and after entering the secret realm, he did not get any benefits, but encountered obstacles everywhere.

First, he had a fight with Dark Moon White Tiger, and then he was affected by the aftermath of the fight between Dark Moon White Tiger and Sun Luosi. Then, when his injuries were almost fully recovered, he was dragged by Dark Moon White Tiger to spar.

It was called sparring, but he was beaten unilaterally. Thinking about the experience of sparring, it was a bitter tear.

Ouyang Yuxuan and Luo Wanning, who were still in the secret realm, were suddenly teleported out. After being stunned for a while, they came back to their senses and quickly adjusted their own state.

People were teleported out one after another around him. Wu Mengyi also found something wrong around him at this time. After seeing the scene in front of him, the angry expression on his face suddenly froze.

What came into view was the dense army of undead, and the empty eyes just stared at them.

Wu Mengyi swallowed his saliva, stretched out his hand and said hello: "Hi! I said I was passing by, do you believe it?"

After finding that the other party was motionless, he hurriedly called his own disciples and walked through a gap carefully.

After finding that they could pass safely, the people around them, whether they were disciples of the sect or independent cultivators, also left quickly and carefully.

After leaving the encirclement, they used all their spiritual power to start running. Although they could not fly in the Dead Spirit Lake, they could run.

These cultivators were as fast as lightning, and they only hated their parents for not giving them two more legs, fearing that the dead army behind them would suddenly go crazy and give them a blow. If that happened, they would have no place to cry.

After leaving the Dead Forest Lake, Xiao Muchen did not hesitate at all, and used his own spiritual power to quickly fly to the nearest city, wanting to use the teleportation formation to return to the Spirit Realm.

The sect cultivators in the Spirit Realm also began to rush into the city. Of course, some independent cultivators chose to stay.

After all, a round trip on the teleportation array was enough for them to drink a pot. They finally came to Kuntian Realm, which had a brighter future than Lingyu.

Why not stay here to develop and continue to return to the remote Lingyu?

At the same time, outside the mountain gate of Xuantian Sect, thousands of terrifying giant warships were flying in the sky, and a large flag with the word "Yu" embroidered on each warship was floating.

Each ship was so big that it could cover the sky and the sun, and could carry at least millions of cultivators, and some of them who had reached the Jindan stage were also floating in the air.

Just quietly watching the Xuantian Sect people who were waiting in full battle array below.

At this time, a figure slowly came to the front on a warship that was more gorgeous and more beautifully decorated than other warships.

"Old man Ouyang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"

The person who spoke had a righteous face and a kind look. The person who came was Situ Jing, the leader of Yujia Sect.

At this time, the leader of Xuantian Sect, Ouyang Chenghao, stood up and said, "Haha, old thief Situ, as long as I don't see you, your grandfather will be fine."

"Why don't you hide in your tortoise shell and come to my Xuantian Sect with great fanfare?"

"Hahaha, old man Ouyang, can't you see? This day next year will be the anniversary of your Xuantian Sect's death."

"Then this leader will definitely put a few incense sticks on your grave..."

After hearing this, Ouyang Chenghao wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Situ Jing.

"Old man Ouyang, you don't have to delay time. Now your Xuantian Sect is alone. Who will come to save you?"

"Are you waiting for the people of Luosha Sect to save you?"

"Don't joke. If the people of Luosha Sect really come, it would be the best result not to add insult to injury."

At this point, Situ Jing's eyes condensed, and he began to exude murderous aura, and the kind look on his face completely disappeared.

He said murderously:

"Today is the day to destroy Xuantian Sect. Use psychic cannons to blast open the formation and kill."

Blue light appeared on thousands of warships. Looking closely, tens of thousands of spiritual stones turned into powder in an instant and were absorbed by the blue light.

The blue light was wrapped with psychic cannons. As long as the materials and spiritual stones were sufficient, the power of psychic cannons was basically unlimited.

But unfortunately, the early refiners did not find more powerful materials on the Tianyuan Continent to support the construction of psychic cannons.

Now, these psychic cannons in their armor are also defective products. At most, they can hit the peak of the virtual refining, but after hitting the peak, the psychic cannons are basically destroyed.

Therefore, they all control the power of psychic cannons between the Nascent Soul and the God of Transformation, if it were not for the protection of the Xuantian Jiemie formation.

With these psychic cannons, they can turn Xuantian Sect into ruins, and even the old man Ouyang, who is a thorn in his side, will be turned into ashes under the attack of psychic cannons.

Unfortunately, after reaching the Jindan stage, one can basically easily avoid the attack of the psychic cannon.

Therefore, the psychic cannon is mostly used to blast open the guard formation of the middle gate, and those who want to kill the Jindan and above cultivators have to rely on these cultivators.

When Ouyang Chenghao saw the thousands of psychic cannons in the sky all aimed at Xuantian Sect, he felt his scalp tingling for a moment.

He hurriedly shouted: "Quick, send spiritual power to the formation and activate the Xuantian Jiemie formation."

After saying that, Ouyang Chenghao quickly formed a few hand seals, and saw the Xuantian Jiemie formation that had already been opened in the sky quickly start to operate.

And in the formation, a number of giant swords composed of spiritual energy began to condense, and the giant swords were uniformly facing the Yujia Sect warships outside.

Seeing this, Situ Jing sneered, "Your Xuantian Sect has a lot of hidden cards!"

"I haven't heard of the Xuantian Destruction Array before, and there is also an anti-aircraft array. It seems that you have hidden it deeply enough."

Ouyang Chenghao retorted, "Isn't this reserved for you Yujia Sect people to enjoy?"

At this time, Situ Jing raised his right hand high and said, "Turn on the battleship defense and attack."

After saying that, his right hand suddenly fell down, and as Situ Jing's hand fell, a layer of blue barriers suddenly rose above thousands of battleships, and thousands of streams of light bombarded Xuantian Sect together.