boom!

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the waves of clocks fluctuated, and the mountains and rivers were all shaken by ten thousand miles.

"Swish!"

In a small courtyard in Qianshan City, the ancient magic power who had been in seclusion for a long time was suddenly shocked and woke up from the deep meditation.

"Wanshi Golden Bell?"

As the clock waves echoed, the mountains recovered. No matter how deep the retreat was, they could not withstand the shock of the Xuantian Spirit Treasure's Zhongbo and walked out of the retreat.

It was seen that among the mountains, there were thousands of divine lights and thousands of auspicious colors, and countless white cranes and spirit beasts dancing in the mountains and fields.

"Is this, birthday?"

The ancient magic power looked closely and couldn't help but take a breath:

"A thousand years of celebration, this is the long birthday of Taoist Tianzong!"

Long live your birthday!

At this moment, not only did the ancient magic power get numb from the scalp, but many disciples of Wanshitian Sect in Qianshan City and even among the mountains couldn't help but tremble.

Longevity is the limit of life!

All living beings, except for the natural holy spirit, the Tao fruit becomes spirit, and the magic weapon becomes spirit, the lifespan of most living beings is only ten thousand!

When life is nearly ten thousand years old, all acquired methods of prolonging life in heaven and earth will lose their effectiveness. Only by escaping from the void and breaking the realm can it be delayed in some strange places.

It is well known that the Taoist of Tianzong did not choose this path, so...

"He has died!"

When this thought flashed through his heart, the ancient magic power felt that his breathing was stagnant, as if an invisible big hand was holding his heart tightly.

He was born in the Tianli Sect, so he didn't know how many people in this world were waiting for this day...

Walk!

Go quickly!

Without any hesitation, nor would he say goodbye to anyone, the ancient magic power would disappear into the shadow as soon as he changed his body.

He practiced the magical power of avoiding disasters. Although it was nothing unusual at this moment, he could faintly smell a terrifying aura that made him shudder.

‘The energy of disaster is surging!’

Boom!

In the shadow, the ancient magic power paused, and suddenly looked up and saw blood rushing into the sky not far away, and the dragon roar was resounding.

The qi and blood of the glitter turned into a blue dragon, dancing in the air, and for a moment, the sky above the mountain became red!

"Zhongli Lie was promoted to Martial Saint?!"

Even the ancient magic power that had to apply oil on the soles of his feet could not help but stop seeing this scene, and the city of Qianshan was even more uproar.

All the disciples of Wanshitian Sect looked at the place where the qi and blood surged into the sky, and their expressions were full of envy.

In the past thirty years, Wanshi Mountain and even the holy sects have all blown a storm of martial arts.

At first, the Taoist art called "Wu" was mostly loved by external disciples because of its powerful power, but it did not cause much fluctuation.

It was not until twenty-two years ago that the inner disciple of the practice sect, "Zhang Guo", was promoted to the Martial Saint, that he had completely spread the world.

Because, that fruit actually improved the innate and foot, not only was it included in the true teachings, but it also entered the top twenty of the Jiuyao List in one fell swoop!

As soon as this news came out, all the holy lands of all sects were moved, and even the Taoist priests of Tianzong were alarmed.

However, this "martial arts" is extremely difficult to practice, and the higher the level of supernatural power, the slower the progress. Apart from that fruit, there are only a few dozen masters who have achieved success in their practice.

In Wanshi Mountain, until now, only Jiang Xiazi became the Martial Saint.

"He actually..."

The ancient magic power couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

For thirty years, he has been diligent in practicing that martial art, but he is still stuck in front of the Martial Saint's Sect and cannot make any progress.

Zhong Lie is already in Jiu Yao's body, how can he enter the country faster than himself?

Hurry!

When the blood and blood flowed backwards like a dragon, a large area of ​​bright yellow light rose from the city, but someone opened the Golden Ride List!

"Senior Brother Zhong is ranked 11th! He is only one step away from entering the top ten of Jiuyao!"

The city of Qianshan was boiling.

The top ten of the Nine Yao List are among the closest emperor list, and Zhongli killed eleven, which shows that he is already the number one person under the closest emperor list!

"call!"

The blood and blood dissipated. In a small courtyard, Zhong Lilie slowly opened his eyes, but his eyebrows couldn't help but twisted.

"It's a little bit, it's a little bit..."

Zhong Lie said several times in a row, and his face couldn't help but thrust.

Naturally, he didn't care much about whether he was on the list of near emperors. What made him feel very anxious was his feet.

He could clearly feel the improvement of his feet and even reach a legendary height.

However, he was one of the shortest possible time, and he failed to really make a breakthrough...

"Gods and Demons..."

Holding the hilt of the knife tightly, Zhong Lilie roared, and he could hardly help but want to stay in seclusion for decades again.

However……

"Birthday of the ancestor!"

Zhong Lilie stood up long, and the gate of the courtyard was pushed open at the right time. Taoist Xuandan walked with his sword:

"It is not easy to be too proficient in this technique. In that moment before, you almost got into a devil!"

"When this Taoist technique is broken through, you need to concentrate and divide your connection with magical powers. That is not going to be possessed by the devil..."

Zhong Lilie naturally did not want to give up this martial arts and improve his innate feet. Even in ancient times, he was a top secret.

"Stop it in time!"

Taoist Xuandan didn't say much, and closed the courtyard gate casually and said:

"How is Zhu Xian practicing the magical power?"

"But the sixth level..."

Zhong Lilie's expression froze slightly, and he lowered his head. In the past thirty years, in order to make breakthroughs in martial arts, he has slacked off a lot in his practice of supernatural powers.

"Sweep the bottom line!"

The Xuandan Taoist looked dark:

"The ancestor passed on his heart to the great power of killing and attacking merely, and just now, when you were promoted to Jiuyao, you actually..."

"Disciple is ashamed..."

Zhongli Lie had no way to argue and bowed to confess his guilt.

"Forget it!"

Taoist Xuandan did not pursue it too much, because he also knew very well that it was difficult to practice the magical power of Zhuxian.

Even if Zhongli's scorching sun and nights are not enough to practice this magical power to the seventh level of heaven for thirty years.

"Chuan Gong Tower, Promotion Hall, Zhenfeng Tower, Divine Soldier Cave, Spirit Beast Garden... Where are you going?"

"disciple……"

Zhongli Lie's heart was slightly tight:

"Closed the building!"

...

"Zhong Lilie was actually promoted to Martial Saint?!"

From afar, Jiang Xiazi, who was awakened by the bell, looked very afraid, which was too fast.

Others only think that he has broken through the Martial Saint for more than ten years, but they don’t know that he has been practicing in the Shanhai Realm for decades!

But Zhong Lilie has only practiced for more than twenty years, and he has practiced with the body of Jiu Yao!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! This talent...

"Fortunately, it's far worse than the prince!"

Thinking of the prince, Jiang Xiazi felt a little tightened and walked quickly to the courtyard where Zhonglilie was.

In the past thirty years, he taught all kinds of martial arts, and in addition to the explanation of the Northwest King, he also reached a deal with Zhonglilie.

He is the one who is waiting for the birthday of the Taoist of Tianzong!

...

"Wu Sheng, the disciple Zhang Guo, came to pay homage to the real person of Tianzong for his life!"

The sea of ​​clouds surging, and the golden boat of the sun had not stopped yet. A huge and magnificent warship, which was shaped like a dragon, descended from a very high place.

A Taoist with a fluttering dress and silver-white hair bowed from a distance on the deck.

"You all came from afar, but you are not welcome!"

Like in the waterfall light, the Taoist Xuanjie laughed and went out to greet him, and hundreds of flying swords lined up.

"Chiming Yang, the Great Sun Golden Palace, came to pay homage to Mr. Tian for his birthday and Tianqi, and to break the limit and be called emperor!"

The old Taoist Chiyang had a big sleeve floating, and his light swept across the place of Qianshan City. His voice was quite loud, overwhelming Wu Sheng who was practicing the Dharma.

The latter's smile froze slightly.

"Brother Chiyang came here in person, but it was a bit unexpected."

Invisible and shadowless, the Xuandan Taoist walked to the sky.

"Senior Brother Tianzong's birthday, how can the old Taoist not come?"

Taoist Chiyang smiled slightly, Taoist Xuandan was vaguely greeted by the next leader of Wanshi, and he was naturally happy.

"Brother Wu."

Taoist Xuandan greeted him one by one, glanced at the two flying boats and frowned slightly.

Whether it is the golden boat of the Great Sun or the tower of the Dharma Refining Tower, these are all powerful tools for the sects of the Holy Land to attack outside the territory. They are the second only to the Xuantian Lingbao. These two people...

"What are you polite? I took good wine and meat, and the birds faded out of the old Taoist mouth..."

The Taoist Chiyang smiled slightly and followed him into the mountain gate. Shortly after the two visitors from the Immortal Gate entered, they heard bursts of thunder sounds.

As the sea of ​​clouds surged, hundreds of giant boats and giant ships broke through the air, and even groups of flying swords and various spiritual birds were seen.

These flying boats did not belong to one sect, but arrived almost at the same time. The momentum was so great that it almost caused a large formation outside Wanshi Mountain to rise.

I don’t know how many people in the mountains looked at him.

Swallowing ~

In the mountain gate, a group of Taoists of the Xuan generation came out to greet them.

“Not the empty path….”

"Tiangang Gate..."

"Xuanyun Pavilion..."

.........

"Ziyun Gate..."

...

"Congratulations to Tianzong Zhensheng and Tianqi!"

Thousands of flying boats fell one after another, and many congratulations and worships rose one after another, creating a large area of ​​storm.

"Thank you all for a long time!"

Taoist Xuandan pressed the mountain protection formation and responded loudly. When he was about to invite a group of masters of the sect to enter the mountain gate, his heart suddenly became shocked.

Between the mountains, the masters of Wanshi Mountain all looked up as if they were conscious.

I saw blood gathering in the distance, like a surging flame, a long roar that looked like a man and a woman, neither a man nor a woman was also spread:

"How can we not wait for the birthday banquet of the old Taoist Tianzong?"

Rumble!

As the sound waves echoed, blood soared into the sky, and laughter came from other directions far away.

Whether male, female, old, or few...

The tone is different, the height is different, the only thing that is the same is the hatred that cannot be destroyed even if the water of the sea is poured out, the sky is collapsed and the earth is broken!

"The Blood Prison and the Underworld combine the Seven Great Hates?"

"The Seven Demons of Blood Prison! No, the Five Demons of Blood Prison!"

"These evil demons are so brave that they dare to come here..."

...

A huge roar rang across the sky.

The ancient magical powers that were about to escape from the Wanshi Mountains suddenly stopped, and the colors gathered in the sky.

Ink, blood, dark yellow, dark green...

The sea of ​​clouds intertwined with colors is like the flood that destroyed the world after the collapse of the ancient sky, surging in a vast and powerful way.

The evil power of its power can make the heaven and earth lose its color!

"I……"

Gu Shentong felt cold in his heart and escaped into the ground without thinking.

Then, a sword sounded soaring into the sky, and the extremely cold voice of the Xuandan Taoist echoed:

"Soul-eating, eternal hatred, hatred, sky-breaking, blood god, you five dare to come here to be presumptuous?"

“Aren’t five of us enough?”

The sharp laughter teared the sea of ​​clouds, and the voices that looked like men and women called out:

"The old Taoist of Tianzong, you are invincible! The five of us are afraid that it is not necessarily enough?"

hold head high!

The long, low, and extremely grand hiss has been overwhelmed by all the noises between heaven and earth.

"This sound..."

The Taoist Xuandan suddenly looked up.

Through the cracked sea of ​​clouds, he saw a sacred mountain that was as white as jade as far as the sky, heading straight to the sea of ​​stars, like the backbone of the sky.

Buzz!

Then, in the horrifying eyes of countless people, the "elephant trunk" that looked like a jade pillar that raised the sky suddenly shook out!

Rumble!

Only the sound of heaven was heard, as if the God of Thunder in the Nine Heavens was angry.

As the endless light bursts out, a big star drags the rolling wave of fire and passes through the extreme speed of the world.

With the brutal of all kinds of ferocity, it fell with a bang:
Chapter completed!