The boundary-breaking warship shuttled between the void and shook away. On the warship, Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the star universe in the distance, silent, while Lin Muzhao and I stood by the side of the ship, looking at the scenery on the side, everyone was in a heavy mood.

"Junior Sister Qingyin has gone?" she asked.

"Yeah, the Northern Wilderness."

I nodded and said, "Where is a swordsman who should go."

Lin Muzhao pursed his red lips and said, "Although the exile land has not yet fully invaded, places like the Northern Wilderness that are beyond the control of the court's strength have long been infiltrated. Sword geniuses like Junior Sister Qingyin should indeed go there to contribute to the human race to destroy evil demons. When we ignite the fire of the Holy Ruins, we will naturally go."

"Our trip is not simple either. The world is rifted, and I don't know if we can come back alive."

“Yes.”

Her eyes were faint, and her delicate hair exuded a fragrance.

...

The boundary-breaking warship flew for three days and finally arrived at the border of the empire at dusk. It rushed out of the void with a "swish". The surrounding scene had turned into a doomsday Qi realm, with thousands of miles of Gobi and deserted, and just in the sky, a crack stretched for hundreds of miles, and there were already many imperial troops guarding the outside.

In the sky, countless warships breaking the boundaries are spread across the world, and the semi-saint masters from the great empires of the upper realm have arrived, densely packed, making people feel excited. The battle of the world cracks is a battle between the righteous paths and the evil paths in the upper realm, and a battle of luck. Many of these people are destined to die in the cracks in the world, but they still arrive here on time without regrets.

"Buzz~~~"

The space trembled, and under the rhythm of the inscription, a beautiful figure walked out of the void, with a phoenix crown and a robe, and a queen outfit. It was the Queen of Tianxin. She was holding a sword with an extraordinary holy weapon in her hand. The aura of the emperor exuded, and her eyes were softly looking at the two titled sword saints, saying, "The two lords have arrived, thank you for your hard work."

Shangguan Nanfeng bowed: "I have met Your Majesty."

"Sword Saint doesn't have to be too polite."

Empress Tianxin looked at the crack in the world behind her and said, "After a while... please ask the two adults and Dongfang Wan to open the crack in the world and let many heroes in the upper world enter."

"Yes, please don't worry, Your Majesty!"

The crowds were coming and there were constant arrivals. Among them, the strongest force was the Dongfang family. Perhaps it was due to the relationship between the royal family and the profound background. It was led by two 10,000 enemies from Dongfangping and Dongfangqi. A total of more than 100 young semi-saints were the top war in the world. The rest were mostly the Eight Desert Towers. Li Dingyu brought more than 50,000 saints to the peak. Although he was fighting openly and secretly with the court, he still participated in this war.

In addition, there are people coming to the Giant Stone Gate and the Wusheng Pavilion.

Especially in Wusheng Pavilion, there is an acquaintance who comes to him, which is Lu Qingning.

"Qingning!"

I'll say hello directly.

Lu Qingning smiled excitedly, feeling like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Looking at me wearing the costume of the chief of the Holy Palace, he laughed and said, "Brother Bu, you are now the chief of Bailu Academy... It's amazing!"

"Are you going to enter the world crack this time?"

"Yes." He held a golden spear in his hand, his face full of fighting spirit, and said, "Master said, since I have entered the peak of the semi-saint and have coincided with the world cracks, so he couldn't avoid it, so he came with his brothers and sisters."

"You have become much stronger." I admired.

Lu Qingning smiled and said, "You are not the same yet, you are no longer the same as before!"

At this moment, a young monk from the Wusheng Pavilion came over, his body surging with a very powerful aura, and said, "Junior Brother Lu, who is this person? How do you know the fellow Taoist from Bailu Academy?"

Lu Qingning hurriedly introduced: "Brother, he is Wang Buyixuan, the lower realm man I mentioned... By the way, he is also the second place on the semi-saint list now! By the way, Bu Yixuan, let me introduce this person, Senior Brother Leng Xuesong, the chief inner sect of our Wusheng Pavilion. This time, our Wusheng Pavilion is led by Senior Brother Leng in this trip to the world cracks."

"Oh, Bu Yixuan?"

Leng Xuesong's eyes became deeper, as if he wanted to see through my cultivation level, but he failed. Instead, he let me see through his cultivation level in an instant. This person is very strong, ranking 22nd on the semi-saint list, second only to Dongfangping. It is no wonder that he is competent for the chief of the Martial Saint Pavilion.

"I have met Brother Leng Xuesong." I whispered.

Leng Xuesong was a little embarrassed: "You don't have to be polite. You are familiar with Junior Brother Lu, that is your own person. I hope we can take care of each other after entering the cracks in the world."

"Yeah, sure!"

Not long after, another group of people came, who were from the Immortal Pavilion. The leader was the most powerful person, and his strong cultivation was very terrifying. He was surrounded by golden air. It was the Rang Sichen Jue, the fifth place in the semi-saint list. The first half-saint of the human race after me, followed by dozens of cultivators from the Immortal Pavilion, which seemed to be fighting for the human race.

Evil cultivators are different from demonic paths. The demonic path surrenders to the exiled place. Evil paths... are mostly just a bit erratic temper, not that bad yet, but just saying this, there is no way to know what will happen.

"snort!"

Rang Sichen looked at us condescendingly and said, "Didn't Li Qingyin come this time?"

Lin Muzhao's beautiful eyes were raised and he smiled and said, "My junior sister Qingyin is now the youngest sword saint in the upper world. Just you? I'm afraid she is no longer worthy of being her opponent..."

"Arrogant!"

Rang Sichenjue's eyes blew, and he looked at me again, saying, "Bu Yixuan, I heard that you defeated the descendants of the Demon Dragon?"

“Yes, how?”

"Not really." He sneered and said, "Be careful not to underestimate the enemy by the descendants of the Demon Dragon. I guess I lost to you in the semi-saint list, and then suppress you in one fell swoop in the cracks of the world. By then, you, the number one in the semi-saint list of the human race, will inevitably become a laughing stock."

"Rang Sichen Jue, you are so shameless. If you can't beat the descendants of the Demon Dragon, you will slander my chief senior brother here?" Long Xun raised his eyebrows.

"Chess Saint Disciple?"

Rang Sichenjue seemed to know Long Xun, grinned, full of contempt: "How dare you say more if your defeated general?"

"You wait and see." Long Xun didn't argue with him quickly and smiled faintly: "Let's see you right after entering the crack of the world."

"I have this intention."

...

At this moment, a pressure containing the aura of the emperor came, making all the young half-saints present almost breathless. It was a look of the Empress Tianxin. She said calmly: "Once you enter the cracks in the world, there will be dangers everywhere. You are all human monks, and you should share the same hatred for the enemy. No one must provoke a civil war between the human race, otherwise... you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Dongfang Wanren didn't say much ruthlessly, and just a few words made the evil monks such as Rang Sichen Jue shut up. Although the Immortal Pavilion is powerful, it is the world of the Tianxin Empire after all. As long as Dongfang Wan is cruel, it can still be done to erase the Immortal Pavilion from the upper realm. At most, it will be costly, which is nothing to her.

"Swish~~~"

The cracks in the world have changed.

Strands of rays of rays burst out from the inside, like a giant beast about to open its bloody mouth. Dongfang Wan, Shangguan Nanfeng, Shangguan Ziyi immediately raised his hand and activated a Haoran sword intent, which penetrated straight through the boundary wall, opening the entrance larger. In addition, some other titled saints activate their power together, and the entrance to the world crack in the rays became extremely huge, and in a blink of an eye it was dozens of miles in size.

"Go!"

The Empress Tianxin whispered and said, "The best people in the upper world, it's time to fight for the upper world and win immortal honors. For the luck of the upper world, please be sure to fight with all your might! If there are any injured people, you can return the same way. I and the saints of the title will always be here to guide you. Please rest assured that the way of retreat will never be cut off."

Everyone was excited: "We will never let down Your Majesty's expectations!"

The next moment, like thousands of boats fighting, countless half-saint monks turned into a stream of light and rushed into the cracks of the world and entered the spiritual world. I was also full of expectations. The spiritual world was once a taboo for me, and it was the real lair of the Dark Clan, but at this time I was going to enter the spiritual world and participate in a melee. I don’t know how Hongyue and Natavia were like.

"Senior sister, we can leave too," I said.

"Um."

Lin Muzhao mentioned the white jade sword and whispered softly: "Pupils from the two major academies, follow me!"

Stepping on the clouds, everyone flew away. Just as they rushed into the cracks of the world, they felt that their whole body was about to be stripped away. A feeling of breaking through the boundary wall enveloped their whole body. The next moment they entered a world of majestic blood, which was the spiritual world. Unfortunately, the luck of the spiritual world had dried up and was about to collapse.

"Swish~~~"

There was blood red in front of us. We appeared on the top of a mountain, and behind us was the return of the cracks in the world, like a wisp of silk belt hanging on the top of the mountain. At this time, a steady stream of human monks were pouring in, and everyone was rushing to the top.

Under the peaks, there is a doomsday scene, with blood-colored rivers flowing, ancient mountains collapsed, and cracks surging blood-colored auras surging across the earth. The entire spiritual world seems to be about to collapse. This is a crack in the world, and it is also a gap connecting the upper and lower realms. It is a huge energy and ancient luck. These are also the biggest reasons for the competition among the heroes.

In the distance, a fire light fell from the sky, which seemed to be a body, and a giant palm magic appeared in the sky in the clouds in the sky, and there was a faint roar: "Destroy!"

"boom!"

The body surrounded by blood was directly blasted into a pile of blood mist, and it disappeared. The giant palm in the clouds in the air was retracted, and a hole of gaze was shot in the eyes. He seemed to have noticed something, and a sneer came from the void: "Human race, you ants are finally here... Once the spiritual world is destroyed, it will be your turn!"

Exiled, this is a powerful exile!
Chapter completed!