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At the end of the Six Realms there is a holy mountain called the top of the sky, and that peak is the altar, standing there you can overlook the entire Six Realms, as if everything is under control.

There are many ancient ruins on the road leading to the holy mountain, as well as trolls who have been sleeping since ancient times. Even Xuxian Xeon can hardly pass through this necessary road safely.

Compared with it, there are many rare treasures hidden in it, and it is enough to shock the world if one is brought out casually, so it can attract more people to go deep.

Whether it's the artifact Fang Tian's painted halberd or the Qiansi battle robe, even the two twin swords were brought out from the secret realm.

No matter how great the swordsmiths of the later generations are, they can't create a divine weapon, because the materials used to make the divine weapon are all treasures, and the most important thing is the bones in their bodies that have advanced to the White God.

Forging an artifact will take away half of the divine power, and this divided divine power will always remain in the artifact, waiting for those who can use it.

Using materials such as ancient meteorite, Jiuxiaobilu, Pangu Ice Silk, White God Bone, Frost Heart, Manzhushahua and other materials, the artifact created is the Liuxian Sword.

Legend has it that the Glazed Immortal Sword can freeze the entire six realms, even the sky, and bloom beautiful flowers of death on the earth.

Its original owner was a beautiful woman who had already ascended to the altar. Not long after forging the Glazed Immortal Sword, she fell for no reason and disappeared into the chaos. Since then, there has been no such person for ten thousand years.

Some people also said that her body turned into flying ashes and disappeared in the God Realm, but her spirit has always been wandering in the chaos, and even the gods and gods are related to her.

"What kind of place is that?" Yu Qingmo couldn't help but raised her hand to interrupt.

"The road to banishment, as long as you pass it, you will be able to walk to the foot of the holy mountain." Zhiyan waved his hand, "But it's still too difficult for you now, and I'm afraid you will be torn apart by some young people before you go. Broken."

"Well, when will I be able to go there? Will I be a white god when I reach the top of the mountain?"

"Well, no matter how you say it, it must be the strength of the Xuxian Nine Heavens! I don't know too well, anyway, below Xuxian, if you enter, you will almost die!"

Zhiyan was stopped by the question, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I heard Li Zun said earlier that an elder from the outer sect of the Third Heaven of the Saint Immortal entered the Road of Immortal Relegation, and he hasn't come out for three years!"

"Ah, could it be that you found something inside?" Yu Qingmo only lamented the mystery of the Immortal Road, "It turns out that everyone who wants to advance must pass through the Immortal Road."

"I found something, it's dead inside and I can't get out."

As they talked, the two had already walked near the Nightmare Hall, and more and more city defenders appeared in front of them, lined up neatly, and guarded in front of the hall.

"Junior Sister!" Huangpu Zhisheng saw Yu Qingmo from a long distance away, and was waving his hands vigorously.

Lin Juexiu on the side frowned, walked around Huangpu Zhisheng and walked up the hundred steps alone.Soon, his senior sisters and juniors also followed, without even giving them a straight look.

Feng Qi, who was leaning against the big tree, looked at the group of people coldly, and got angry for no reason after he remembered what Meng Buddha told Bai Xiaoyuan in private.

Yu Qingmo felt cold all over her body, and when she raised her eyes and glanced away, He Feng cast a piercingly cold gaze. For the first time, her little head was running fast, thinking about whether she had offended the other party somewhere.

"Junior Sister, what's wrong with you?" Huangpu Zhisheng followed Yu Qingmo's gaze and turned his head, he didn't see anyone except a tree.

"It's all right, where's the third senior brother Baixiao?" Yu Qingmo was relieved at this point, "I haven't seen her since this morning."

"Oh, Senior Sister has already returned to Sunset, and the Supreme Elder is in a hurry to summon her." Huangpu Zhisheng greeted Zhiyan with a smile, and asked them, "Why are you here so late, we should go back later I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the opening of the conference later."

"It's about to start?" Zhiyan was taken aback.

"Well, it's today." Huangpu Zhisheng nodded, not forgetting to rub the head of the little junior sister, "I heard from the senior sister that your unicorn is missing."

"It doesn't matter, that's because it has better places to go."

Startled, Yu Qingmo turned back and asked, "Why is the Supreme Elder so eager to find Senior Sister?"

"The Supreme Elder values ​​Bai Xiaoyuan the most, and the content of this Immortal World Conference is much more exciting than in the past, so it can be explained."

Zhiyan shrugged, and the three walked into the hall without singing.

"Yeah, I got news that there will be a very important link in this year's conference, and all the selected disciples will get a chance."

Huangpu Zhisheng sighed, "It's a pity that the number of places is limited, and the disciples who can be selected by each faction must be talented and talented."

"Don't worry, the Supreme Elder will definitely try to leave a place for Bai Xiaoyuan, don't want me to know why, it should be known to all disciples of Rimu."

Zhiyan also sighed cooperatively, "People like me can only work hard on their own."

"Hahaha, you don't know the most important thing?" The Maoshan sect members were walking behind them, Ah Lang laughed loudly, walked up a few steps and patted Yu Qingmo on the shoulder.

"You know?" Zhiyan calmed the frightened rabbit, turned his head and asked coldly.

"Of course I know~" A Lang trembled and raised his eyebrows, and said his words very proudly, not forgetting to put a pass first, "Do you know the road to banishment?"

"I know." Yu Qingmo nodded.

"Hmph, this meeting will open a road for the six disciples of Xuanxian Realm to go straight to the Insect Valley on the Road to Immortals! Through large-scale hunting and killing, you can quickly improve your cultivation base, and with the escort of high-level immortal cultivators, you can go further. It's perfect!"

After A Lang spoke, everyone fell silent, all attracted by this extremely attractive activity.

"Didn't everyone say that the road to banishment is dangerous? Why do you have to go there?" Only Yu Qingmo couldn't understand such a dangerous thing.

"Hee hee, it is because of the danger that we can call it an opportunity! The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to advance. It takes hundreds of years for Xuanxian to gain a second level of heaven, but if he can practice on the road to banishment, the effect will be like that of the first immortal." It's just as fast and simple!" A Lang was very excited when he said this.

"Are you a Xuanxian?" Zhiyan asked suddenly.

"Uh, no." A Lang seemed to have been poured cold water on him.

"Then what are you happy about? It has nothing to do with you." Zhiyan shook his head, pulled Yu Qingmo into the hall.

"Oh." Huangpu Zhisheng seemed helpless, he missed this opportunity.

"Hey, I'm kind enough to tell you that there's no thank you..." Ah Lang curled his lips in displeasure.

"Junior brother, let's go." A man walking in front reminded A Lang without looking back.

"Yes! Senior brother wait for me~"

There were many people standing in the magnificent hall, they exchanged notebooks with each other with heavy faces, whispering from time to time.

And what they had in their hands was the materials of all the prisoners who had escaped from the outside world this time. They walked out of the hall in groups of three and four with headaches, and passed by Yu Qingmo and others.

"Come here." Meng Yun stood not far away, smiling and beckoning to them.

Yu Qingmo and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally followed Mengyun into the inner hall, where thousands of layers of purple gauze fell from the head and were arranged layer upon layer around the place.

A silver-haired woman sat obliquely on the mysterious throne surrounded by it, and Meng Luo stood beside her, talking from time to time.