After the feast, I returned to Wushan. On the way, Li Qingyin, Lin Muzhao and I parted. They got the army and were about to go back to guard the academy. My cousin also returned to Zhongzhou City, raising food and grass to continue to deal with the exiled forces stranded in the upper realm. Everyone had their own mission and they dispersed.

...

On the third day, there were more titled saints gathered in the inner hall of the Empress's Palace. In addition to me, Shentengshu, Shangguan Nanfeng, Shangguan Ziyi, and Tianxin Empress, there were Gu Peng, the head of the ten commanders of the Ministry of War, and Zuo Xian, the Minister of Revenue. In addition to me, the weakest one was at least the titled saints, and there were some people who didn't know.

"This trip is dangerous. We, the human monks, must work together, otherwise we will not achieve great things."

The Empress Tianxin looked solemn and said, "You guys who are new to you, please report your own home."

A white-haired old man had extraordinary aura in his eyes, and there was a fire from the sacred ruins flowing, saying, "Old Xu Hu, the master of the Xu Sheng family."

Another middle-aged strong man said in a deep voice: "Lin Sheng Family, Lin Yuan."

I was slightly stunned. This man looked heroic and extraordinary. Although he was middle-aged, he was still handsome. His name was very familiar. He was the father of his senior sister Lin Muzhao, the legendary head of the Lin family sect. Now he finally saw him. Lin Yuan also gave me a kind look, and when he looked at the divine vine tree, he felt a little awe.

The other two old men in the holy realm said one after another: "Zhong Sheng family - Zhong Yinghe! Qi's family - Qi Yun!"

One is the father of the empress's close female Shi Zhong Chaoyu, and the other is the father of the beautiful sword saint Qi Ya. In addition to the two titled saints of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Lan and Dongfang Rong, this time, a group of fourteen people entered the wormhole of the exile land. Except for me, they are all titled saints and even taboo saints, and they can be called luxurious lineup!

This may be nearly half of the foundation of the Tianxin Empire.

Dongfang Wan was a royal demeanor, wearing an empress cloak, sitting on the throne with graceful figure, with bright eyes as water, looking at everyone lightly, and said, "You sect masters are not afraid of danger and come here to gather. Dongfang Wan is very grateful. Are you ready to stop? If you are ready, we will enter a sea of ​​100,000 forests tonight and attack the exiled land!"

"We are all ready!"

"Okay, let's go when it's dark!"

"good!"

...

It was getting late, and the sunset was setting in the corner of the Empress's inner hall, and the red clouds were everywhere outside, as beautiful as a painting. Master Shangguan Ziyi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the remaining clouds in the sky, and said, "Xiaoxuan, once you enter the Northern Wilderness, after a hundred thousand forests, you need to follow me and Laoshu. You must remember this journey, observe more, sharpen more, and do less."

The Divine Vine Tree stood aside, her foggy figure shrouded in the light, and said, "Ziyi Sword Saint, you have protected Xiaoxuan too much. He has now grown into a Sword Saint, enough to stand alone."

Shangguan Ziyi frowned slightly: "Old tree, you are just a tree, a kind of rule and order. How can you know how to cherish him?"

The Shentengshu was silent for a while and said, "Maybe you are right, I am eager to achieve success."

"snort!"

Shangguan Ziyi said lightly: "Xiaoxuan is my disciple. I treat him and Lin Muzhao like my own children. I hope you respect yourself. No matter what rules you represent or what laws of nature, you must never use Xiaoxuan, otherwise I, Shangguan Ziyi, will never give up."

The Divine Vine Tree was so majestic that she smiled indifferently: "I have my own sense of responsibility. I don't want him to die, you are not the only one."

"It's better."

Listening to their words, I felt mixed feelings. Master is good to me, and the Divine Vine Tree is also good to me. However, if we really want to distinguish one order, it seems that Master is closer to me, while the Divine Vine Tree is full of cause and effect and the rules of the Dao, which lacks family affection, but has more responsibility.

At this moment, Dongfang Wan's voice came from a distance: "Everyone, you are ready to set off. Please come to my Tianxin Sword and then enter the Northern Wilderness together!"

While speaking, the long sword in Dongfang Wan's hand shone brightly, and at least ten thousand spiritual patterns burst out into a shiny light, turning into a huge magic weapon dozens of feet across the hall. She jumped and landed on the long sword, with a proud expression.

Everyone flew away one by one, all landing on the Tianxin Sword, forming a battle formation.

"Xiaoxuan, we'll go there too."

Shangguan Ziyi grabbed my shoulder and flew onto the Tianxin Sword with me. When all fourteen people landed on the Tianxin Sword, Dongfang Wan whistled softly, and the long sword broke through the rules of space and left. In a blink of an eye, whistled straight into the sky. The Tianxin Sword was very fast, but there was a powerful suction force under her feet, which made the whole person stand firmly on the sword body.

Not long after, the blood and energy in front of him surged.

"The blood demon group!"

Dongfang Wan frowned gently, the sky ahead was almost shrouded in blood red, and thousands of blood demons danced in the air, like a group of bats hunting at night. Their hunting targets were the human race in the upper realm, and all the villages and towns near the Northern Wilderness were looted. It was also the masterpiece of these blood demon groups. In an instant, Dongfang Wan burst into light all over her body, and pointed her right hand gently, "swish" a sword technique flame soared into the sky.

"Pushpeng~~~"

A seemingly inconspicuous sword technique burst out with a shocking power. With just one blow, tens of thousands of blood demons in the air were burned to pieces by a sword, turning into a stinky piece of meat and sprinkling in the air. The Tianxin Sword ran through it, and the invisible energy bounced away the corpses of blood demons. From beginning to end, all the saints did not move and did not care. In their eyes, these ordinary blood demons seemed to be no different from ants.

The Tianxin Sword pierced through the void and sped in the night like flowing light.

Further away, golden lights were connected together. The Northern Wilderness arrived. The golden lights were composed of traps and killing formations left by the exiles. However... Dongfang Wan had no intention of stopping the magic sword at all. The sword body of the Tianxin Sword rumbled deep, and suddenly increased from ten thousand spiritual patterns to 12,000. The momentum emitted made people feel a sense of sacredness that they wanted to worship. With a "puff", it pierced through the forbidden barrier. Dongfang Wan pinched her hands and said, "Everyone is careful!"

Master Shangguan Ziyi raised his hand to sacrifice the White Deer Sword. The White Deer Sword exuded a soft light, and suddenly turned into a white sword intent and flew into the front, causing a loud rumbling sound, directly crushing dozens of killing formations.

Shangguan Ziyi, Gu Peng, Lin Yuan and others also took action, with sword lights scattered, constantly breaking the killing formation in the Northern Wilderness, and I was stunned. A group of big figures of the titled Sword Saint level evolved the rules of swordsmanship in front of me without any scruples. Where can I find this kind of opportunity to observe, I was fascinated by the moment.

The divine vine tree's body lingering in the holy brilliance was motionless, just staying by my side.

Not long after, with a loud bang, the Tianxin Sword pierced through a golden wall in the void and entered a sea of ​​100,000 forests. A picture of a rich spiritual energy was in front of it. The beautiful trees formed a forest, the pine waves were like the sea, and countless ancient mountains filled with spiritual energy continued to form a peerless picture of the 100,000 forests were beautiful, but unfortunately it became the place for exiles at this time.

“Bold!”

A shocking roar came from the white clouds in the sky. A fierce fierce man raised his palm and slapped at the Tianxin Sword. The rules in his palm surged, forming a blood-evil artistic conception. The fierce light lingered, and the power of a palm actually surged into a scene of purgatory. Suddenly, the sound of ghosts crying and howling was constantly, crushing like a giant mountain.

Xu Hu, who stood on the left side of the Tianxin Sword, smiled slightly, stroking his palm to refine a holy Tao light, and suddenly a beautiful picture burst out from his palm, with magnificent mountains and rivers, birds singing and flowers scenting. Every line that forms the picture is full of the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism. It turns out that he is practicing a branch of Confucianism and Taoism, the legendary painting Taoism, and has already achieved great success.

"boom--"

The lifelike scene suddenly burst out, soaring into the sky like a real existence, shocked by the fierce attack in the clouds, and suddenly a series of muffled thunder erupted in the sky. Then the fierce groaned, and a blood chain sprinkled in the air and fled. Obviously, ordinary exiles could not even catch a single move. These titled saints were too strong!

The Tianxin Sword continued to fly into the depths of the 100,000 forests. Soon after, a dense crowd of figures came on the earth. It was a legion of exiled people, and at least thousands of exiled people came to sacrifice and refine their own magic and sumbrella.

"Dare to Dongfang Wan, how dare you enter the exile land and die?!"

The person who spoke was the Blood Lord. His blood-colored Dharma image appeared in the air in half of his body, and his eyebrows were filled with violent aura, and he said, "Do you want to die?"

"You are the one who dies!"

Master Shangguan Ziyi gently waved his palm, and the White Deer Sword turned into a ray of light and swept across the sky. The next moment, the Blood Lord's half-body magic image was crushed directly, and a wisp of blood was stained on the White Deer Sword. In the collapsed Dharma image, Blood Lord's true body had been severely damaged, and his face was full of surprise and retreated into the depths of the clouds.

"Shangguan Ziyi, you are so cruel!"

The master frowned. She now has the strength that is comparable to the sage sage, but she still failed to cut the Blood Lord with one sword. It seems that her strength is still a little worse.

However, this scared a group of exiled people. Who is the Blood Lord? One of the three exiled places. Although it ranks the last, it is also a Saint Ancestor level. As a result, it was severely injured by the White Deer Sword Saint. Obviously, Shangguan Ziyi is no longer the Shangguan Ziyi he used to be, but the Blood Lord is still the Blood Lord and cannot move forward.

"Punish evil!"

Yue Tian, ​​Xu Hu, Lin Yuan and other saints shouted loudly. For a moment, the sword intent, fist strength, and palm technique exploded in the air one by one. The Tianxin Sword continued to exile, but everywhere they passed, they were full of killing scenes. A thousand exiled people came, and the Tianxin Sword passed by, but the remaining exiled people were less than five hundred. Just thirteen people could burst out with such power. It was amazing!

Moreover, the strongest figure in this trip, Divine Vine Tree, did not take action from beginning to end, but commented with a silly voice beside me: "Xu Sheng's painting is indeed amazing, but the artistic conception is slightly worse. Lin Yuan's swordsmanship is extraordinary and his bloodline is strong. No wonder Lin Muzhao can reach the level of today. Yue Tian's body becomes a saint's foundation is extremely solid. Xiaoxuan, you need to observe more."
Chapter completed!