Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Bingxu year, the second day of the first lunar month.

Chou time 6:00.

Shilongling, southeast of Qinling Mountains.

Shilongling has not been a place for casual cultivation for long, only about 400 years, and from Shilong Zhenren to Zhu Yuqian, it has only been passed down for two generations.

Zhu Yuqian's reputation in the world is far less than that of his master Shilong Zhenren. Now he is nearly 400 years old, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of heaven.

Although he is not famous, his disciples are very famous.

More than 100 years ago, he began to accept disciples, and accepted 12 disciples in total. Ten years ago, in the battle of Qixing Mountain, four of them died.

Half a year ago, in the battle of Shenshan, two disciples were wiped out by the sword formation of the red-clothed evil ghost.

Among the remaining disciples, his ninth disciple Shangguan Yingluo has been working for Xuantian Sect in recent years, and his reputation among young disciples is growing.

Shilongling Immortal Mansion is actually very simple. It is called the blessed land of immortals, but it is actually composed of six stone chambers and several bamboo houses in the valley.

The stone chamber was dug into the mountain. There are four caves near the ground and two more on the upper hillside.

Each cave is not large, let alone deep. Compared with the crisscrossing cave passages in the Wanhu Ancient Cave, this place is not even a small dwelling.

The 127 masters of Xuantian Sect have just arrived here.

Because there are few caves and stone houses here, most of the masters of Xuantian Sect are gathered in the valley at this moment.

They are all celebrating their victory tonight, and they never expected that the sickle of the god of death has appeared behind them.

Blood debts must be paid with blood. Ye Xiaochuan plans to cut off the heads of these people himself to avenge the disciples of Guixuan Sect.

However, Ye Xiaochuan still asks Big Head for help.

Big Head does not need to do it, he only needs to use his mental power to firmly control the 30-mile radius of Shilongling.

Absolutely no one can be allowed to come in.

At the same time, a letter for help cannot be passed out.

Ye Xiaochuan wants to kill these masters without anyone noticing, causing great psychological panic to Li Xuanyin.

Ye Xiaochuan made some simple arrangements on the top of the mountain.

He said: "Seniors, since they dare to slaughter unarmed mortals, we should give them back in their own way, and don't be polite to them.

There are many masters among these people, so please be careful."

A group of demon cult leaders laughed.

The only ones they could look at were the twenty or so masters of the heavenly and immortal realms. As for the hundreds of elders in the spiritual realm, they were first-class masters in the eyes of most cultivators, but in the eyes of these old men and women with an average age of about 500 years old, they were weaklings.

Xiao Chi held the Longyuan Sword and said: "Brother Xiaochuan, you don't have to do it. I can take away all these people in the valley with a wave of attacks with more than 100,000 immortal swords."

The leaders laughed again.

Since these leaders knew Xiao Chi's mother Yao Xiaofu, and had seen Miss Xiao Chi display her divine power when they were in Longmen, they naturally knew that Miss Xiao Chi was not bragging.

The Soul Chaser said, "What Fairy Xiaochi said is right. Who in the Three Realms can stop the sword formation formed by hundreds of thousands of divine swords?

I have been arrogant all my life and claim to be invincible in the world, but I dare not face the sword formation of Fairy Xiaochi."

Other big guys also began to flatter Xiaochi.

They said that Fairy Xiaochi was invincible in the world and that Fairy Xiaochi was better than her master.

Some shameless people even said that Xiaochi would reach the realm of her ancestor, the Eighteen-tailed Sky Fox, in a few years.

Xiaochi was very happy to be flattered and laughed.

He said, "You are all telling the truth! I love to hear the truth! Haha..." Everyone used the most pleasant smile to do the cruelest thing.

With the order of Ye Xiaozi, thirty-six top masters of the Three Realms began a hunting feast.

First, under the cover of the big head, these people quietly sneaked to the vicinity of the Shilongling Valley and formed a semi-circular shape to semi-encircle the Shilongling Valley.

No declaration of war, no warning.

Everything happened so suddenly.

The monstrous black air instantly filled the area of ​​20 to 30 miles, the wind howled, and the ghosts cried non-stop.

The masters of Xuantian Sect in the valley all felt that the weather change was a bit strange, and they all looked up to watch.

And at this moment, a strange sound came from the air.

Buzz buzz buzz... swoosh swoosh... Just when everyone was confused, more than 100,000 divine swords tore through the thick black clouds and shot towards the small area of ​​the valley.

We must give face to Zulong.

This guy is the first dragon formed in the three realms, and he is very arrogant.

Whether it is the battle of the sky or a private group fight, it must fight the first battle.

Whoever doesn't let it fight the first battle, it will be angry with him.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't have any big objection to this.

He had to admit that among the thirty-six people, Xiaochi's combat power was the strongest.

The sword law he practiced condensed the air sword.

Xiaochi was different. All the immortal swords she activated and controlled were forged with various refined gold and secret silver.

The attack power and hardness of the Qi sword and the immortal sword are incomparable.

With Ye Xiaochuan's current cultivation, if he uses the Eight Divine Swords, he can condense more than 10,000 Qi swords at most.

It is far different from Xiaochi's move.

The Xuantian Sect masters in the valley also reacted very quickly.

They put away their ghost-head knives and took off their black clothes. Facing the sudden danger, these people instinctively used the Xuantian Sect's broadsword to fight back.

The rumbling sound of the collision was deafening, and the entire Shilong Ridge was shaking, and dust and smoke quickly filled the entire valley.

After more than 100,000 immortal swords bombarded the valley, they formed two huge divine sword wings and flew towards both sides.

As soon as the divine sword formation took off, thousands of black air appeared in the black cloud and hit the valley.

Each black air contained terrifying power.

As soon as the black air appeared, the third wave of attack was also formed.

Endless skulls rushed out of the black cloud, and the number was more than one million?

It was the top masters of the Demon Cult Ghost Sect that could activate the skeleton formation.

Millions of skeletons did not form a larger skeleton formation at all, and all of them roared and smashed towards the people in the valley.

The three waves of attacks were almost separated by a few breaths. The Xuantian Sect masters in the valley had not yet reacted to Xiaochi's sword formation attack, and were immediately beaten back by countless powerful black air.

Then it was seen that the sky began to rain skeletons.

The three waves of attacks were carried out in one go, without any delay. There were seventy or eighty Xuantian Sect masters in the valley, and dozens of them were immediately killed.

The elders of Xuantian Sect shouted, and dozens of masters in the caves and thatched houses also rushed out.

Many Xuantian Sect elders shouted: "Who is coming?

Tell me your name!"

"Ah!"

A scream rang out in the valley.

Then there was another terrifying and shrill scream.

With each scream, the head of a Xuantian Sect elder flew up.