The East China Sea is vast and boundless, connecting to the sky.∑.

Xuan Ji came here with his uncle here, and he almost lost his life.

Now I am revisiting the old place, looking at the scenic spots of the East China Sea, scattering immortals and leisurely immortals, looking at the fairyland of the island, the five-colored rays, and then looking at the fairy birds and beasts, and strange things.

While he was amazed, he went around to the place where he fought against his uncle. There was already nothing there, and the battles in the past had already knocked the island to ashes.

The great success of the Golden Pills attacked is even more extraordinary than the ordinary earthly immortals, because the Yuanfei has almost a little power of the Taoist ancestor. To this day, there is still a residual power here, and it has not yet been dispersed.

Xuanji stopped for a long time before leaving.

This time, he dived into the sea and headed straight to the Dragon Palace.

The Crystal Dragon Palace is a holy land of the dragon clan, no less than that of the Middle Earth Immortal Sect.

Looking at the Crystal Dragon Palace from afar, I saw the clear and clear eyes, and I sighed very much.

"Wu! Which character invaded the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea?"

However, before it was approaching, it was stopped by a dragon.

Although the dragon's bloodline was impure and could not transform into a real dragon, it was a real demon fairy who led a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to stop in front of him.

Xuanji stood with his hands behind his back, stood in the middle of the sea, and said lightly: "Xunji, a disciple of the Xuan generation of Yandi in Zhongzhou, is ordered by the head of the ten veins of this sect. Please see the Dragon King of the East China Sea."

The dragon was mottled in color and had various scales. It opened its mouth and roared: "Can anyone see the Dragon King?"

Xuanji's eyes condensed, and the light flashed, about three feet wide, condensed into a sword light.

The dragon was stared at by him and immediately shrank, saying, "Forget it, I'll report it to you."

Xuan Ji withdrew his gaze and sneered: "A demon immortal, I have such a temperament. I think your bloodline is not pure, but it is not an ordinary bloodline. Otherwise, with your little brain, how can you become a demon immortal?"

The dragon was very angry, but was a little proud, because its ancestor was actually an ancestral dragon, but its bloodline has been passed down to this day. It has become extremely thin and chaotic, but even so, it still does not hide its noble bloodline.

It hummed, swung its tail and left, entering the Dragon Palace to report.

...

Wild land. Yinshan Pavilion.

Mingfeng stepped into this place, and at first glance, he only heard the evil demon heretics in his heart.

Yinshan Pavilion is based on murderous aura and filthy aura, and ghosts are the basics, so killing people is always inevitable. However, in the wild land, although it adheres to the ancient customs and the strong prey on the weak, there are rules after all. Therefore, Yinshan Pavilion is like those Gudao sects, which raises mortals from all over the world and kills them to gain souls.

Mingfeng looked at all kinds of killing methods, some were straightforward, some were executed by Lingchi, some were tortured and killed, and some were other methods, such as steaming, cooking, fried, or crushing.

Looking over there, there was a disciple of Yinshan Pavilion who had just given a woman a layer of molasses on her body and put down a few ant nests. This method was just to torture her and make her full of resentment and anger, and then her soul would become a resentful soul. It was particularly powerful.

On this side, a disciple of Yinshan Pavilion cut off the head of a practitioner, used the head to refine it as a magic weapon, using the bones as a rod and the skin as a banner.

Mingfeng's eyes condensed, and even with his calm and gentle temperament, he could not help but have murderous intent.

"That boy..."

Mingfeng reached out and took a look at someone, saying lightly: "Mingfeng, a disciple of the Ming generation of Yandi in Zhongzhou, come to see the head of the sect, go and report it."

After saying that, he threw the Yinshan Pavilion disciple on the ground and kicked him in the face with the opportunity, kicking him ten feet away.

The Yinshan Pavilion disciple was shocked and hurriedly returned to the sect to report.

When the news came to Yinshan Pavilion, it was a turmoil.

The elders and others of Yinshan Pavilion Pavilion were trembling since they received news of visits from their disciples from Yan.

This disciple of the Ming generation has no high Taoism. Although he has an extraordinary background, it is not enough to make Yinshan Pavilion afraid.

But although there was a big man's instruction in the East China Sea, they did not agree with it, but they knew about it after all. After all, they knew about it. When they heard that people from Yan land came, their first idea was to seek revenge.

It was okay to be good at talking back then, after all, they were only four generations of disciples. However, the matter of the Yuhua Immortal Lord involved the ten veins. The disciples of that year were enough to destroy Yinshan Pavilion.

Mingfeng, a disciple of the Ming generation, saw that his Taoism was not high, and it was not difficult to kill him. However, the other party came out and died in Yinshan Pavilion. So how can the Yinshan Pavilion be separated from each other?

Perhaps he gave Yan Di the reason to take action.

"No, since there is only one disciple of the Ming generation, it should not be seeking revenge. In the past, the great figures were involved in it and covered up the secrets of heaven. Except for the parties involved, the rest of the people were not aware of it. In addition, the so-called law does not punish the masses, and the Yuhua Immortal Lord faced many opponents back then, and he may not have seen that old ghost."

"What's more, the old ghost has always resisted our sect, and his repeated captures have failed..."

"Maybe the disciples of Yandi are just visiting."

"in this way……"

The elder looked at everyone and hesitated, "See?"

The owner of Yinshan Pavilion was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "See!"

He sighed in his heart.

So what if I don’t see you?

...

Northwest direction.

The place at the extreme west is the Pure Land of Western Pure Bliss, where Buddhism is located.

There is a Buddhist study that follows the wrong path, mainly based on evil species in the underworld, and is called evil Buddha, and is not accepted by the Western Pure Land of Bliss, so it moved to the north.

The north is an extremely cold place with countless monsters, but few people are visiting it, so they settled in the northwest.

Although this branch of the side and left-wing path is named after Buddhism, it also accepts evil monks and evil generations, and has derived countless tributaries and veins. People in the world call it the Northwest Buddha Sect, and most of them are called the evil Buddha.

On this day, someone came to the territory of the Buddhist sect in the northwest.

He looked cold and his eyes were cold. He glanced at all directions, then turned into a sword light and threw it into the middle of the center.

A disciple of the Buddhist sect shouted loudly and tried to stop him.

The man's face remained unchanged, his breath was as cold as frost and snow. He pointed to a sword and swept over and killed all the blocking people.

The Buddhist sect in the northwest has many evil species and is extremely evil in nature.

However, due to different purposes, they did not realize that they did evil, and they all believed that heaven and earth were cages, and life span was the sentence. People were like prisoners in the world, and killing people was just to save the world.

That side killed people and killed them, and then took out the internal organs. This side set up an altar, and some people were willing to climb onto the altar for sacrifices and boil them with fire. Such things are extremely complicated.

This evil Buddha lineage promotes the present of the underworld, which is different from the orthodox Buddhist idea of ​​saving sentient beings. It lacks grandeur, no openness, more gloom, and more horror.

This Yandi disciple couldn't see it. He had never restrained himself and his eyes were cold. Whenever he saw it, he would kill him.

The sword energy spread across the sky and intertwine everywhere.

In an instant, countless disciples of the evil sect died of unlawful life, and corpses were everywhere.

"Who is coming?"

A loud shout was as powerful as a shout.

The Yandi disciples made a sword and stabbed towards the sky. Without any response, they immediately realized that the person who came was better than himself. He was not afraid, and he withdrew his sword energy, carried his hands on his back, and said coldly: "Zhongzhou Yandi, a disciple of Jing generation, Lin Jingtang."

"Zhongzhou Yan land?"

The voice said coldly: "This place is not inferior to that of Yan land in Zhongzhou. You are a person who has not yet achieved great success in the golden elixir. Could you come here to seek death?"

Lin Jingtang was fearless and carried his hands on his back and said, "It's up to you?"

He is now an eight-turn earth immortal, and he can be said to have made extremely fast progress.

Even ordinary earth immortals can cultivate the golden elixir of the Great Dao, but it is difficult to rotate the golden elixir for a hundred years and it is difficult to go further. Therefore, most earth immortals in this world die of life. However, his cultivation progressed very quickly. In the past two or three hundred years, he had already crossed the third level of earth realm and even took one step forward to cultivate the eight-turn earth immortal.

But this is obviously not his confidence.

The voice was silent for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem like you will die if you can practice to such an extent. What are you here?"

Lin Jingtang said calmly: "According to the order of our junior master, the first seat of the ten veins, the immortal king of the feathers, to see the true Buddha of Black Smoke and Wujie."

The voice said in surprise: "What does the Buddha without the boundary have to do with your Yandi?"

Lin Jingtang looked cold and said coldly: "What do you have to do with you? Go and report it quickly and stop talking nonsense."

The voice suddenly stopped and then fell silent for a long time.

Lin Jingtang's eyes were a little cold, and he sneered in his heart: "I have a grudge." (To be continued.)
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