The Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree broke out of the ground, unfolded its huge and dense branches, and countless leaves quickly grew out, covering the entire Wanji Forest, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, and its tree body was as huge as a giant mountain.

A horrifying and terrifying human face grew out of the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree, with only five facial features. It showed a greedy and cruel smile, which made countless captives below look at it with heartache.

At this moment, countless people were frightened and fainted.

They all had talismans attached to their bodies and could not speak. Just like this, the fear in their hearts reached the extreme.

After seeing a human face growing out of the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree, the great monks of the Nine Dynasties all went crazy.

"Everyone, we have no retreat. Think about our descendants and disciples. If we are defeated today, there will no longer be a place for human beings in this land!"

A domineering voice resounded across the heaven and earth, like the roar of thunder, deafening.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright golden light burst out from the sky and came at an unstoppable speed.

Four Xuanxin realm monks from the Epiphyllum Sect appeared out of thin air and cast spells together to intercept this golden light.

However, just when the two sides were about to collide, the golden light shot out thousands of beams and continued to kill forward.

A majestic Qinghe River came from behind, and there was a man in black robe standing on the head of the river. He was holding a Zen staff and his spiritual power was so powerful that he stirred up waves.

There are also great monks coming from other directions, each using their magical powers, which is extremely spectacular.

On the Nine Dynasties side, all the Xuanxin realm monks began to charge with all their might, vowing to kill them all in front of the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree.

Lu Baitian held up the big flag in his hand, and the 100,000 inner disciples below all displayed their magical weapons. They moved quickly, changing formations, and long spiritual dragons rose up. There were fire dragons, ice dragons, and two dragons intersecting.

The roar of the dragon was earth-shattering.

Lu Lingjun stepped on a white python and flew through the sky. She let go of the sword in her hands, and then took out a big bow. The bowstring was fully drawn, and her spiritual power gathered into arrows.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged towards the arrow and condensed together, causing its aura to surge, and a dazzling light appeared in her right hand that was pulling the bowstring.

In the other direction, Taoist Tianshu from Sanqing Mountain led dozens of Taoists to fly towards Wanji Forest.

A war far greater than before broke out!

…

boom!

In Xuan Valley, Gu An stood on the top of the mountain and could hear the roar from the distance. Chu Jingfeng next to him was frightened and could not keep calm.

"This movement..." Chu Jingfeng said with a frown. He could feel the sound coming from a very far away place, which reminded him of the Silent Forest of Taichen Dynasty.

The Battle of Wanjilin has spread throughout the world of immortality, and those handyman disciples who have been to the outer sect will talk about it when they return.

This battle has been going on for a long time, but now such a terrifying movement suddenly broke out. It is hard to imagine what happened.

Rolling clouds began to appear in the sky, threatening to cover the sky.

Gu An looked into the distance and said softly: "The life and death of the Nine Dynasties has arrived. Unfortunately, you and I can't do anything. We can only pray that God will stand on the side of the right path."

Chu Jingfeng took a deep breath and said: "Tell me, what level do you need to reach to save the common people by yourself?"

Gu An glanced at him and asked with a smile: "Why, do you still have such ideals?"

"Fudao Sword Master has saved Taixuan Sect one after another with his own power. As a sword cultivator, he is naturally the person I hope to be. But the longer I practice, the more I feel that my qualifications and understanding are mediocre." Chu Jingfeng looked at it.

Looking into the distance, his eyes became confused.

Gu An smiled and said: "If you realize this, you should practice the Dao Yan Kung Fu that I taught you. Although this technique comes from Qianqiu Pavilion, I have not practiced it, but I think you can do it. I hope you can.

Go and see the human world for me a thousand years from now."

Chu Jingfeng looked at him, frowned and asked: "You always advise me not to give up hope, why do you give up on yourself?"

Gu An turned around, patted his shoulder, said nothing, and walked down the mountain.

Chu Jingfeng couldn't help but ask: "Where are you going?"

"If tomorrow is the end, I want to stay with my most beloved herb."

Gu An dropped these words and disappeared into the woods.

Chu Jingfeng was stunned for a moment, with a wry smile on his face.

"Compared to him, I am really mediocre..." Chu Jingfeng thought silently, and then looked to the horizon again.

At this time, a strong wind came from the sky, blowing his clothes and making him narrow his eyes.

The wind has risen.

…

After Gu An walked around the mysterious valley, he returned to the attic. He closed the door, activated the restrictions in the room, and then looked towards the Forest of Silence.

He could feel the spatial fluctuations within the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree. This fluctuation was very subtle. The reason why he could detect it was because he felt a strange aura coming from the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree.

Mahayana realm!

Gu An has been in the Mahayana realm for many years, and he is very familiar with the atmosphere of the Mahayana realm.

It’s finally here!

At this moment, Gu An felt someone calling him again, and he felt it carefully.

It’s Xuan Miao Zhenren again!

This guy doesn't want to learn a lesson?

Master Xuanmiao, who was far away in the mountains of Beihai, came to the woods where he had met the mountain god before. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

for a long time.

Master Xuanmiao couldn't remember how many times he kowtowed. When the voice of the mountain god reached his ears, his body couldn't help but freeze.

"Hey, brat, why do you want to trouble me again? Do you have so many treasures to provide me?"

Master Xuanmiao looked up and saw the mountain god squatting on a branch, tilting his head and looking at him.

He quickly said: "The land of the Nine Dynasties is about to face a disaster. When all the people in the Nine Dynasties die and the demons invade, no one will be able to worship you!"

"Who said that only humans can worship me, and who told you that I only protect humans?"

Faced with the mountain god's inquiry, Master Xuanmiao was stunned and suddenly didn't know how to refute.

Gu An then said: "It's not impossible for me to take action, but..."

"But what? What do you want?" Master Xuanmiao asked, his expression very excited.

Gu An's tone suddenly became cold: "I want you to be my slave forever, practice Taoism for me, and keep Taoism for me, and you will never be free for the rest of your life!"

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanmiao's expression changed drastically, and he fell into silence.

The reason why Gu An came here was because he wanted to kill the Mahayana monks of Epiphyllum Sect as a mountain god.

He originally wanted to use the identity of Fudao Sword Master, but he was afraid of causing more trouble for Taixuan Sect in the future, so he wanted to take action as the Mountain God.

After all, the situation this time is different. The cultivation level of the Mahayana realm has approached the ninth level of the Mahayana realm, and his vast aura is definitely not comparable to Gu An's previous opponents.

Killing such a strong man would have too great an impact!

The mountain god is illusory. Even if the Epiphyllum Sect still has a backer, it still needs to be considered.

Gu An doesn't want to get into a steady stream of trouble.

The Fudao Sword Master protects Taixuan Gate, and the Mountain God protects the people of the Nine Dynasties!

The first reason for accepting Master Xuanmiao was to punish him, and the second reason was to ask Master Xuanmiao to help him open a medicine garden.

Master Xuanmiao is the second most talented person on the gold list, and is strong enough to protect the medicine garden.

After struggling for a few breaths, Master Xuanmiao gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I am willing to be the slave of the mountain god. I only ask the mountain god to save the people of the world!"

Gu An waved his sleeves, and a wooden man fell into the hands of Xuan Miao.

This wooden figure was carved according to Gu An's image of the mountain god.

Master Xuanmiao picked up the wooden figure and looked up at Gu An, but he had disappeared.

"Take it with you to save the common people."

Gu An's voice echoed in the woods, and Master Xuanmiao's cultivation began to recover, making him look happy.

Guiyuan Shinto, solution!

Master Xuanmiao immediately stood up and rushed towards Wanji Forest at full speed. He exploded with the speed of the God Transformation Realm and disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

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Boom! Boom! Boom...

The roars of the Six Paths Mahayana Formation were heard from all directions, deafening. The seven statues of the Epiphyllum Sect were suspended in front of the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum tree. They stood side by side, half-kneeling in the air.

Following their gazes, there was a black crack on the forehead of Epiphyllum Epiphyllum's face, and black flames were surging, as if some terrifying existence was about to step out.

Looking down, on the ground, at the feet of each prisoner, the traces of runes glowed with blood and were densely packed, forming pieces of rainbows rising up, which was extremely poignant.

The Six Paths Mahayana Array is being activated!

The terrifying coercion of the formation stimulated the hearts of the monks from the Nine Dynasties at the edge of the Forest of Silence. The monks from the Nine Dynasties went crazy and rushed forward desperately. Every moment, monks died.

Lu Lingjun was also fighting hard, but he could never get past the defense line formed by dozens of Xuanxin realm monks.
To be continued...