The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Li Chuyi knew that this phantom that penetrated the sky and the earth was the art of transforming into gods with powerful supernatural powers.

If one breaks through to the realm of refining the void, the monk who refines the void can turn the void into reality, just like the heaven and the earth, with infinite power.

At this time, countless monks here looked at that figure, their whole bodies trembling slightly, their eyes showing enthusiasm.

It may be that everyone present will never be able to enter the realm of God Transformation in their lifetime. For many people, this is their only chance to witness the power of God Transformation with their own eyes.

"Seniors are selfless and support the heaven of the immortal world. We, the descendants, hereby wish our seniors that they will reach the top of their immortal journey, have endless fortunes, be immortal for all tribulations, and live as long as the heavens."

Roars resounded throughout the world, and countless monks bowed their hands towards the phantom.

The monks who transform themselves into gods to guard here have to silently endure three hundred years of silence, and they can indeed receive such blessings.

"This is the man who took action to suppress Tie Lao, causing Senior Sister Hunchback to be surrounded by others, and then stripped off her clothes and face by that bitch, leaving no trace of her body."

"There is also Tie Lao Dushu. Although he has never mentioned it, he seems to have a great relationship with this person."

Li Chuyi murmured to himself, his expression cold, but like others, he lowered his head and held his hands in hand.

He always felt that there was something wrong with this person. Even if there was nothing about the old hunchback girl, he felt inner resistance and disgust at the first sight of this person.

But he didn't dare to show any hostility. His ability to transform into a god was unpredictable, and even if there was a trace of hostility, he would probably be able to detect it.

"Yeah." An indifferent voice sounded from the giant shadow.

At this moment, the twelve portals standing between heaven and earth began to tremble slightly, and at the same time emitted a mighty light.

Then twelve cloud platforms began to emerge in the center of each portal.

The cloud platform is extremely wide, and the light flowing on it seems to carry unpredictable power.

"Twelve Immortal Sects."

"The Burning Heaven Sect comes out."

The giant phantom's lips moved slightly, and his tone was calm, but with an unquestionable meaning.

High in the sky, a loud shout came from the one-hundred-foot-long Dharma boat.

"I, Lie Yangzi, led the 5,810 cultivators of the Burning Heaven Sect and entered the Demonic Monument. I will live as a hero and die as a ghost. Why should we, the monks, be afraid of a battle?"

"The cultivators of the Burning Heaven Sect, come out."

I saw silhouettes flying out from the giant boat one after another, unified in red robes, like blossoming flames, falling from the sky one after another.

Not long after, five thousand figures landed on a cloud platform extending from a light gate.

As the Burning Heaven Sect monks appeared, the casual cultivators seemed to feel that there was a touch of heat in the world.

Li Chuyi stared at the person at the front of the cloud platform. He was wearing a fire-colored robe, tall and tall, with a serious look in his eyes. Although his cultivation level was only foundation building, he had the power to look down on the world.

Is this person the female-killing madman? Li Chuyi pinched his chin and frowned in thought.

I wonder if he has any autobiographies of his predecessors, and what price I have to pay to read them.

Oh, I feel so itchy.

"Dangjian Mountain, come out." The giant's phantom words echoed across the heaven and earth again.

Then, a figure appeared in the sky, and just looking at him gave him a stinging feeling.

"My name is Jian Wuchen. I am the leader of the new sword holders in Dangjian Mountain. I am leading the 2,514 sword-wielding disciples of the Immortal Sect to draw their swords and invite them to fight. They enter the Demon Sealed Ancient Monuments. The sword is still there, even if you die, there is no chance. regret."

"Junior brothers, draw your swords and join the ranks."

High in the sky, a flying magic weapon like a mountain peak was heard. The sound of sharp swords being unsheathed was heard. Countless sword lights suddenly appeared, and then dense numbers of figures descended from the sky with swords.

Landing on another cloud platform, the sky and the earth instantly gained a hint of sharpness.

"The swords in white robes are all pointed forward, so it's easy to pretend." Li Chuyi pursed his lips and muttered.

He then looked at the figure at the front of the Dangjian Mountain camp, carrying a sword box on his back and holding a sword in his hand. His face was handsome and cold, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Li Chuyi took out his little notebook and started to write down again. His eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"This Jian Wuchen looks very different from the rumors. The rumors are indeed not credible. How about asking him if I have a chance? What if he cuts me with a sword? Well, just play by ear."

Li Chuyi murmured to himself, and from time to time he looked like he was holding the pearls of wisdom in his hands, nodding slightly.

At this time, two of the twelve major immortal sects had appeared. Both casual cultivators and ordinary sect cultivators bowed their heads silently.

We are all young people, but the gap is so huge that they can't help but feel ashamed of themselves.

But there are also some people who are so arrogant that they think they are no worse than others and it is not a bad idea to catch up from behind.

"Burial Valley, get out of the queue." At this time, the phantom voice sounded again.

I saw a figure carrying a dark coffin flying out of a giant white-bone beast high in the sky. His voice was hoarse, and his words were filled with emotion.

Dead air.

"I buried my beloved son, who is the first in the Burial Valley inheritance sequence. Now I have led the 3812 cultivations of the Burial Valley and entered the Demonic Monument. I take it as my duty to bury the devil and I will never be in danger in a hundred battles."

"If you succeed, you will bury the devil; if you fail, you will bury yourself. Disciples of Burial Valley, come out."

Immediately, human figures flew out from the giant white-bone beast, all of them were dressed in black robes and looked extremely pale.

Each person carries one or even several coffins with different shapes and smells.

They also landed on a cloud platform, bringing with it a cold and strange feeling that made many casual cultivators tighten their robes unconsciously.

Li Chuyi still picked up his notebook and took notes.

'The buried love child is indeed extremely mysterious. In addition to his long hair that almost covers his face, his face is also shrouded in a layer of black mist. '

'In addition, the male and female monks in the Burial Valley are far apart and never communicate with each other. Hiss, the name of Burial Love is really scary. '

Li Chuyi silently put away his notebook.

"Hehuan Sect, come out."

Then, the seven-colored phoenix bird in the sky sang softly, carrying a palace on its back.

Sounds of sweet laughter came from the palace, and the laughter seemed to have the intention of turning all living beings upside down. Just hearing the sound but not seeing the person could not help but make people's blood surge and their minds unsteady.

I saw the figure of a man flying out of the palace. He was wearing a gorgeous robe. He only showed his back to everyone, which gave people a sense of elegance and elegance.

And his face, like a woman's, was surrounded by a square veil, which seemed to be a magic weapon that could isolate outsiders from inspection.

"My name is Xingchen, and I am now leading 2,672 disciples of the Hehuan Sect to seal demonic monuments, slay demons, subjugate monsters, and sacrifice myself as a martyr, no matter what."

"Disciples of the Hehuan Sect, come out."

Xingchen's voice was cold and cold, as if there were no fireworks. However, this person came from the Hehuan Sect, which was unimaginable.

As the Hehuan Sect disciples landed on the cloud platform, the atmosphere became lively. The women were playing and teasing each other, which seemed to make the world lose its color. Countless people stared at them.

In addition to female disciples, the Hehuan Sect also had male disciples. Li Chuyi estimated that there were about three hundred people.

Each of them is serious and looks very serious. In addition, they are all rare handsome men in the world.

Li Chuyi glanced at Xingchen's back. He saw a man so beautiful that he needed to cover his appearance with something else.

What about the hunchback senior sister above him?

"Hey, I guess the Xingdao Sect will be called soon. I'll go up directly. Do you need a slogan?"

Li Chu looked confused.