Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Xuanji Sword Sect.

People are panicked and gloomy.

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and all the elders looked anxious.

"Everyone, if we can't meet the target this month, how can we still communicate with the Ghost Eye Clan?"

"If you ask me, that group of aliens must have done it on purpose. The targets assigned to us are getting higher and higher every time. This is obviously to push us to a dead end!"

"Hey, but so what? They set the rules, and sooner or later we will be beaten to death by them!"

"It's over, now we all have to be sent to dig!"

……

The four major alien races in the Shiwanxian Mountain are the Butterfly Clan, the Strange Ape Clan, the Ghost Eye Clan, and the Eclipse God Clan.

And the alien race that suppressed the Xuanji Sword Sect was the Ghost Eye Clan!

At this time, all the elders were anxious about the unfulfilled targets, and felt like a disaster was imminent.

Now almost all the forces have been collectively arrested for mining, even the top leaders are not spared.

The entire Eastern Region is like a huge mine!

The Xuanji Sword Sect was originally able to barely complete the target, but it could not withstand the deliberate mischief of the strong men of the Ghost Eye Clan, so it increased the number of Tianyuan Crystals handed over several times in a row.

Finally, at the end of this month, the Xuanji Sword Sect was pressed into despair.

According to the behavior of the Ghost Eye Clan, they will soon come to force them to intimidate them, which makes the senior leaders of many sects uneasy.

In a special place like Tianyuan Mine, even the Immortal King has to work hard. Day after day, the edges are smoothed away, and the body and mind are tortured. In the end, he falls on the mining road and is reduced to nothing. Airless body.

It was hell there!

Unless they had to, they really didn't want to step inside and become the unconditional cattle and horses of the alien race.

"Your Majesty, are we going to sit back and wait for death?" The leader of the Xuanji Sword Sect gritted his teeth and raised his hands towards a figure at the highest point in the palace.

It was a stern man wearing a spotless snow-white robe, sitting cross-legged, with snowflakes condensed by swords dancing around him, as if he was in the wind and snow. The picture was very beautiful and dreamy.

He is the Supreme Elder of Xuanji Sword Sect, Xue Wuhen.

After Ye Junlin left the Eastern Territory, Xue Wuhen was lucky enough to have a huge fairy fate. Not only did her level rise crazily, but her sword intention also transformed into the perfect Snow and Wind Sword Intent. In conjunction with the self-created Ice Soul Sword Technique, It is quite famous in the Eastern Region.

Nowadays, Xue Wuhen is no longer the true immortal he was before, but a real top-level immortal king. He can kill even ordinary immortal kings when he encounters them, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.

After all, the environment in the Eastern Region is far inferior to that in the Central Region. Even under such circumstances, he was able to forcefully break through the True Fairyland before, which shows how terrifying his qualifications are.

At this time, Xue Wuhen frowned and was about to say something when a sneer came from outside.

"Very well, you animals are all here!"

The terrifying aura spread like a tide, and all the elders in the hall felt cold all over and their scalps were numb.

The sect leader's eyes showed fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "The people from the Ghost Eye Clan are coming..."

"Humph!"

A trace of fear flashed in Xue Wuhen's eyes, and his figure flashed outside the hall. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the dozens of figures who broke into the sect.

Their appearance is no different from that of humans, except for their strange eyes, which are as black as ink and have stripes upon closer inspection, which seem to contain some mysterious power.

The leading man wore skull earrings and exuded the aura of a top-level Immortal King. He glanced at the audience with a stern look and a teasing smile on his lips.

"Xue Wuhen, you know what I'm going to do, right? Do I let them do it, or do you all cooperate obediently? Choose one of the two!"

The strong men from the Ghost Eye Clan were aggressive as soon as they came up, making all the monks of the Xuanji Sword Sect dare not speak out in anger.

Xue Wuhen's face was gloomy, "You are a group of aliens who are messing with our great rivers and mountains in the Eastern Region. If Senior Ye comes back, you will definitely die!"

The man with the earrings was stunned at first, then let out a sarcastic laugh, "I'm just wondering, who is the Senior Ye you call him, so that you, a group of lowly ants, can trust him so much?"

"Don't tell me he is coming back. Even if he is here, he will be captured by us and taken to mine!"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone gritted their teeth, and most of the fear in their hearts dissipated, replaced by deep anger.

It's okay to insult them, but not Senior Ye!

Because this is the spiritual leader in the mind of every Eastern Region monk!

Xue Wuhen's expression was cold, his palms were firmly on the hilt of the sword, and the aura exuding from his whole body was like eternal ice.

He really wanted to slash out with his sword and fight to the death, but this would mean starting a complete war with the Ghost Eye Clan. Compared with this powerful alien race, the Xuanji Sword Sect was as weak as a baby.

But if he was caught mining, it would be nothing more than delaying his death.

Xue Wuhen was not a person who was afraid of death. He was afraid that a single thought would ruin the fate of the entire sect. After all, he still had some hope in his heart, hoping that Senior Ye could return to the Eastern Region and save all the people from the fire and water.

"Haha, do you still want to resist?"

The man with the earrings laughed sinisterly and waved his sleeves fiercely.

Swish!

A dark purple gust of wind swept in, knocking Xue Wuhen so hard that he vomited blood and staggered back.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone looked sad and angry.

"Why don't you dare to fight back? Are you afraid that I will slaughter your entire sect? If that's the case, why were you so stubborn just now? Ridiculous!"

The man with earrings looked at him with contempt and said sarcastically.

Xue Wuhen said nothing, the hand holding the sword hilt was trembling, and various emotions were intertwined in his heart, including anger, unwillingness, frustration, hatred, etc.

He recalled the past experience of following that silver-haired young man and going deep into the abyss to kill countless aliens. How high-spirited and heroic it was!

But now, everything has turned into clouds and disappeared...

suddenly.

There was a clear and clear sword sound that resounded through the sky, shocking people's hearts.

An old man in green clothes came from the sky with sword light on his feet. His face was clear and elegant, his eyes were like lightning, and he had an indescribable ethereal temperament all over his body.

"cut!"

As soon as the word was spoken, the green sword was cut down instantly, and the green lotus pattern swirled in the void, creating a strong sense of oppression.

"what……"

Before the Earring Man and the others could resist, their bodies were shattered by this powerful blue sword, and their souls were destroyed!

The sudden change shocked everyone present.

Xue Wuhen's pupils shrank suddenly. Not to mention how terrifying the power of this sword was, the perfect and perfect sword intent of the heavenly sword shocked his heart.

Who is this old man?

Why haven't I seen it before?

"Huh, Ghost Eye Clan, luckily I took action in time." Qinglian Sword Immortal snorted coldly as he recognized the origins of the earring man and others.

The special ability of the ghost-eye clan comes from those eyes. Unfortunately, he killed them with lightning speed before the weirdness was revealed.

Xue Wuhen did not dare to neglect, and quickly bowed his hands and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for helping me!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal seemed to have sensed something. He stared closely at the man in white robes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "My dear friend, your swordsmanship is very unique."

With his eyesight, he could see Xue Wuhen's extraordinary qualities at a glance.

Xue Wuhen's eyes were filled with sadness, "Old senior, please don't try to hurt me. When I faced that group of aliens just now, I didn't even dare to draw my sword. I'm really ashamed of the dignity of a sword cultivator like me!"

"My little friend, this is wrong."

Qinglian Sword Immortal said sincerely: "Facing a strong man, it is admirable to dare to draw your sword, but it is not shameful to hold back for a moment. If I had not appeared, even if you resisted, you would only end up being annihilated. "

It had been a long time since he had seen a good young talent like Xue Wuhen, so out of cherishing talents, he patiently taught him.

Hear the words.

Xue Wuhen felt much better inside. She breathed a long sigh of relief, bowed her hands and said, "Junior understands!"

At this time, a large group of figures turned into streams of light of different colors. Their auras were very powerful, and they were all in the realm of the Immortal King.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats and they watched nervously.

"Deputy Alliance Leader, the Ghost Eye Clan stationed in multiple mines have been eliminated!"

A member of the Immortal Alliance said in a deep voice.

"Well, I ordered you to go down and continue the sweep along the route. Don't let any foreigners go."

Qinglian Sword Immortal said solemnly.

Hearing these words, Xue Wuhen said tentatively: "Old senior, may I ask where you are from? Can you tell me something about this to this junior?"

He was curious about the identity of this group of people, as if they came from a well-disciplined organization.

Qinglian Sword Immortal smoothed his beard and smiled, "It's okay to tell you that we are from the Immortal Alliance in the Central Region. This time, we are here to rescue the Eastern Region on the order of Alliance Leader Ye."

"what?!"

Everyone's expressions changed.

This group of strong men turned out to be from the central land of Kunlun Realm!

"Immortal Alliance, Leader Ye?"

Xue Wuhen caught this key word, and some intuition arose in her heart for no reason, and she quickly asked excitedly: "Old senior, is the name of the leader Ye Junlin?"

"Huh? Have you heard of it too?"

Qinglian Sword Immortal raised his eyebrows.

After receiving this answer, Xue Wuhen was shocked, her breathing became extremely rapid, and she murmured:

"It's really him..."

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, the young man finally arrived!

"May I ask where Senior Ye is now?" Xue Wuhen forced herself to control her excitement and asked nervously.

"It must be in the fairy mountain."

Qinglian Sword Immortal smiled and said: "Now the time is ripe, it is the time to resist. Why don't you follow us to conquer the alien race and vent your evil anger?"

He wanted to take this opportunity to recruit the other party into the Immortal Alliance and cultivate him well.

"Exactly what I want!"

Xue Wuhen's eyes burst out with a bright light, and he pulled out a sharp sword. His whole body was filled with cold air, and his face was filled with murderous intent.

He wants to kill, kill like hell!