At dusk, the Sword Immortal Sect was quiet and far away, the fish were circling in the water, and the white rabbit jumped back and forth in the mountain stream.

The birds sing lightly, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the night is sure to be another starry sky.

The Hongchen Sword Immortal stayed honestly on Tianji Peak and rejected all the news on the jade talisman. She was very obedient.

Wei Wuya was no longer worried. With the ancestor in charge of the sect, he was the biggest reliance in the world. He seemed to have returned to his youth and was full of energy.

Today is the day when you are a top immortal. The elders have gone to choose the little guys they like or admire them very much.

Only Fairy Bingpoul did not go. Except for some teenagers, everyone else was used to it.

Everyone knows that Fairy Bingpou will not accept disciples.

Only Xu Jingjing is an exception.

On this day, after passing several simple assessments, several seedlings have shown their sharpness.

Especially one of the girls with hair tied hair is deeply loved by the head and the elders.

In the end, he was snatched by Ben Leizi.

At this moment, the two were talking on the Golden Light Peak.

But at the next moment.

The dim sky was covered by black fog, and hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators came down to earth like heavenly soldiers and generals, and came to the earth.

It came extremely abruptly.

It seems to appear out of thin air.

So many disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect were unexpected. Even if many people saw the dark figures, they were confused and didn't know what was going on.

Ben Leizi, carrying the green copper sword, raised his head suddenly, his eyes quickly shrank, and his steps forward and disappeared from the spot.

Only a faint white air wave was left.

"Yun'er! Go to Jiange quickly!"

He did not forget to instruct the newly-entered Li Yuner to go to the holy land.

There is no need to say this kind of thing, but now that I have said it, it means that the situation is extremely serious.

No matter how bright Li Yuner shines with her hair tied to her waist, she is frightened to death with the formation of the 100,000 demon cultivators, and her heart beats faster.

Too scary!

As a commoner from Tianshui County, she knew very well that Jiuyou Demon Sect, which was indignant with both humans and gods.

At this moment, I was full of anger, as if I shouted: Master, I will help you!

At the same time, long rainbows rushed out from the major peaks, all of which were elders of the Sword Immortal Sect.

After being surprised and suspicious, they all showed a deep disgust for this vicious Nine Nether Demon Sect.

The head Wei Wuya also flew into the air, his face very solemn: "What should be come, it's back."

"Hmph, so what? We have an ancestor now."

"Old ancestor?"

"Hehehehehehehe."

Before Ben Leizi finished speaking, the hideous face in the sky burst into strange laughter.

It seems like I heard something funny that makes people laugh.

Absurd, ridiculous!

Immediately afterwards, the 100,000 demon cultivators made a loud laugh one by one, and the laughter penetrated the golden cracked stone, like spring thunder, echoing around the world, deafening.

"Hahahahaha!"

"A bunch of idiots who don't know the truth."

"The old guys of the Sword Immortal Sect are simply foolish!"

Thousands of ironies made the hot-tempered Ben Leizi almost rush out.

Fortunately, Wei Wuya was grabbed by him: "Junior brother! Mo Ruru!"

In just a few breaths, hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators have already arrived at the city.

On the Sword Immortal Sect, a large number of disciples flew out, following the Zhoutianxing Sword Formation that they practiced on weekdays.

There are hundreds of sword techniques in the Sword Immortal Sect, and there are also ninety-ninety-eighty-one large sword formations.

Only this Zhoutianxing Sword Formation is the most powerful.

The formation is arranged with the stars in the sky and the yin and yang of heaven and earth. The more people are, the greater the power.

After all, this was created by the ancestor, with infinite power, extremely high upper limit, and low threshold.

Now, there are three thousand sword cultivators in an array, and everyone has a serious expression. When the sword is pointed at the sky, a touch of invincible sharpness has burst out.

There are also a large number of white-robed disciples who are constantly joining, which is in sharp contrast with the black-robed demon cultivator, and is domineering.

The afterglow of the sunset spread between the two armies, as if it was stained with a layer of blood that would last until death.

"If he had the intention, he would have taken the head of my neck yesterday."

"But he didn't!"

The words from the huge face from the Nine Nether Demon Lord in the sky were like a devilish demon, causing Ben Lei Zi Wei Wuya and others to change their faces one by one.

"Bah!"

A angrily shout exploded from Tianji Peak, and a red light burst out, turning into a pillar of light to penetrate the world!

"What are you?"

"You are not qualified, you are not worthy!"

The angry swordsman of the Red Dust, holding a seven-foot dragon sword, was dark red, and the power of the gods spreads layer by layer.

The elders were all excited. It seemed that a thousand years had passed since the last time the Second Ancestor was so powerful.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

"Hongchen, Hongchen, what you are now reminds me of a word."

"The fox pretends to be a tiger's power!"

The Nine Nether Demon Lord laughed intriguingly, and in an instant, he made the hundred thousand demon cultivators under his command laugh.

Wei Wuya's mouth twitched.

Ben Leizi clenched his fists hard.

As for the Swordsman of the Red Dust, his face turned red and his whole body was trembling with anger.

"A group of idiots who are overestimating their abilities, today it's time to change hands in the Southern Region!"

With the order from the Nine Nether Demon Lord, hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators launched a large-scale attack.

This seems to be a counterattack, but in fact it is more of a sure thing for the ancestor Wuhen to pretend, but in fact it is no longer as good as before. Being able to survive is just a stagnation.

After all, everyone knows... the Six Evil Demon Lord is his good disciple!

This is the key.

It also gave him courage that he had never had in three thousand years!

At the same time, Su Hen was still humming a small song and taking a shower.

The bathroom in Sun and Moon Hall is so big, especially this white jade bathtub, which feels like a double person.

In addition, there are open-air hot springs outside, soaked in the water covered with pebbles. When you see the clouds rolling and unfolding, you feel that your heart has been washed and sublimated.

Very happy.

Think about those three years of floating on the sea, wind and rain every day, and sun and rain. Compared with today, it is simply the difference between heaven and hell.

"The ancestor is not good!"

"The Jiuyou Demon Sect has opened the mountain gate!"

After a while, several anxious shouts came from outside the hall, causing Su Hen's ears to move and he was stunned.

"Nine Nether Demon Sect?"

"What the hell is that?"

He did hear some noisy sounds just now, but he didn't think too much, because he heard that today was the day for the assessment of the top fairy seedlings.

Unexpectedly...

Someone actually knocked up to the mountain gate?

This is too terrifying, right? What kind of demons and monsters are they so fierce?

He took a breath, quickly got up from the bathtub, and looked out straight.

When I saw it, I was stunned.

"Damn, so cruel?"

He witnessed with his own eyes (°〼°〃), the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation arranged by more than 6,000 disciples, was swift in a flash and shattered like a hundred thousand demon cultivators.

The mountains trembled, the wind and clouds changed, and the powerful aftermath brought countless plants and trees to the roots.

Earth-shaking!

At this moment, my first thought in my heart was to run!

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Chapter completed!