I have a world of cultivating immortals

Yuan Qingque had almost forgotten the last time he drew out the Taihe Sword.

It seemed to be nearly a thousand years ago.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the sharp sword intent surged out from the half of the sword blade like a tide.

At this moment, the world seemed to be terrified, and frost and snow fell.

On the Dongli Demonic Dao side, the fifth-level formation carefully arranged by Kuang Jiyuan was as fragile as thin paper under the unsheathed Taihe Sword of Yuan Qingque.

The cold light fell, and the moment of contact, the formation was cut open, and the aftermath of the sword light hit the center of the formation like a meteor.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the most critical formation plate and spirit veins were all destroyed by this sword.

In a flash, the entire fifth-level formation was shattered.

The frightened faces of thousands of demonic cultivators fell into Yuan Qingque's eyes.

His expression was cold, and he raised the Taihe Sword in his hand and looked at the two demonic lights rising into the sky.

It was Mingzun and Guishen.

With the appearance of the two, the air in the sky suddenly became turbulent, and countless demonic and evil spirits attacked Yuan Qingque like angry ghosts.

However, Yuan Qingque just flicked the sword in his palm with his fingers, and the sound of the sword like gold and iron rippled, turning into invisible sound waves, turning all the evil ghosts coming from all directions into black smoke.

"Ming Zun, ghosts and gods, you can die without regrets if I can use the Taihe Sword."

Yuan Qingque's voice echoed in the sky, his tone was calm, but full of unprecedented confidence and pride.

In the dark night, the blade of the Taihe Sword was like the most dazzling star, illuminating the infinite darkness.

This sixth-level sword, in Yuan Qingque's hands, can be regarded as exerting its true power.

"It's still uncertain who will live and who will die today!"

Ming Zun sneered, and a jade plate in the sky was like a bright moon. It shone with a dark light while rotating. In the blink of an eye, it spread out and turned into a ghost cave that covered the area.

"You can get the wheel of reincarnation, which shows that you are also lucky. It's a pity that you have devoted yourself to the devil and can only die in my hands."

Yuan Qingque looked at the wheel of reincarnation, but this time he did not use the Tongtian Refining Dao Tower through the air. Instead, he looked at Ming Zun with a regretful expression.

"If I want to join the right path, I will join the right path. If I want to join the devil, I will join the devil. But whether it is the right or the devil, it is just a tool for me to reach the peak."

Ming Zun was also a man with a firm mind. Facing Yuan Qingque's words, he said this.

At this time, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth. Then, an extremely cold breath came from the north. With a sneer, an old man sitting on a pitch-black lotus platform and wearing a white bone robe appeared in the ghost cave of the wheel of reincarnation.

This person is the Lord of the Northern Demonic Path, the White Bone Dharma King.

His aura even surpasses Mingzun and ghosts and gods. This is the true peak of the Demonic Path, and he is one of the top fifteen people in the Tianhe Realm together with Yuan Qingque.

"Yuan Qingque, a thousand years ago you used the Ether and Sword to cut off my white bone relics. Do you want to settle this account today?"

As the White Bone Dharma King spoke, countless floating white bones flew out of his robe. Each bone exuded spiritual light. Under the nourishment of the endless Yellow Spring Yin Qi of the Samsara Disk, they soon turned into one white bone flying sword after another, densely packed and filling the sky.

Yuan Qingque couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this scene.

"Thank goodness you still remember this incident. I am different. I never remember my defeated generals."

Hearing Yuan Qingque's words, the eyes of the White Bone Dharma King flashed with a fierce light, and suddenly a bright light shone behind his head. A crystal white bone bead rose up, and in an instant it turned into a white bone Dharma body with three heads and six arms without a trace of flesh and blood.

"My white bone relic is only a little short of the fire to be perfect, free from the shackles of life and death, and transform into an almighty demon. This little fire is your spirit!"

The White Bone Dharma King's cultivation has already reached the perfection of the transformation of the spirit, and he is even the leader of the five demons in the Tianhe Realm.

What's more rare is that he has a grudge against Yuan Qingque.

This time he succeeded in coming out of retreat because he had cultivated the inheritance of the northern demon to the pinnacle, and there was no way forward.

When he came out of retreat, he sensed that if he wanted to cross the bottleneck and achieve a realm above the transformation of the demon, he needed to kill an opponent of the same level to sacrifice the white bone relic.

That is why he was willing to come across the sea after receiving the invitation from Ming Zun.

Because there was still a connection between him and Yuan Qingque.

After a sharp shout, the huge white bone Dharma body drove the white bone flying swords all over the sky, with an unparalleled fierce aura, almost shaking the ghost space of the wheel of reincarnation, and rushed to Yuan Qingque.

"Come well!"

Facing the attack of the white bone Dharma King, Yuan Qingque said this, and then raised the sword and slashed horizontally, and the Taihe Sword burst out with brilliant sword light.

Under the touch of the sixth-level sword blade, the white bone Dharma body of the white bone Dharma King, who dominated the Tianhe Realm, was instantly cut in half as hard as diamond, but as bright as a white wall.

After cutting open the white bone Dharma body, the sword light of the Taihe Sword did not stop, and fell in front of the three-transformation god real body of the opposite side.

Ming Zun swung the netherworld staff in his hand, receiving the power of the wheel of reincarnation, wanting to try the sharpness of the Taihe Sword.

However, under this sword, he, who was in spiritual communication with the Nether Staff, could not help but tremble all over, and his consciousness felt as if it was cut into pieces.

After the Nether Staff flew back, there was already a deep sword mark on it.

Ming Zun had a feeling that if he received three more sword strikes, this fifth-level magic treasure of Tongyou Demon Sect would be cut off.

It is indeed the Taihe Sword!

After realizing this, Ming Zun's entire body began to transform into a shadow, like a ghost without a physical body in the ghostly illusion where the Wheel of Reincarnation descended.

He planned to take advantage of the terrain and the number of people to besiege Yuan Qingque to death.

At this time, the White Bone Dharma King had already reorganized his white bone Dharma body. The bones cut off by the Taihe Sword were quickly restored to their original state under the replenishment of the endless white bone flying swords around.

With the cooperation of the Wheel of Reincarnation, the White Bone Dharma King felt that his magic energy consumption was negligible, and he could not help but nod with satisfaction.

Today, Yuan Qingque will definitely be killed.

Thinking of this, the three great gods of the magic path burst out with terrifying auras at the same time, and each used their most powerful means to blast towards Yuan Qingque in the center of the ghostly illusion.

The bone hammer, the netherworld thunder, the cold flame magic light...

Faced with these magic powers that can almost destroy the world, Yuan Qingque sighed.

"It seems that there are only three of you today, what a pity!"

When he said this, the three White Bone Dharma Kings frowned slightly, but at this time, they could only suppress their doubts and stimulate their magic powers again.

"You are lucky to be able to witness this scene with your own eyes!"

While Yuan Qingque was speaking, he let the magic powers of the three great gods of the magic path fall on him.

The White Bone Dharma King saw the bone hammer wielded by his Dharma body hit Yuan Qingque's head, but at the moment of contact, it was like a sudden sand, and the huge skull hammer turned into white powder that flew away.

And Mingzun's netherworld thunder and the cold flame magic light of the ghost god also seemed to fall into a void, disappearing silently.

The three of them changed their faces drastically.

Because at this time, Yuan Qingque's momentum suddenly changed, and a void formed around his body, as if he had left this world.

Layers of colorful rays of light suddenly fell from the sky, piercing through the ghost cave formed by the wheel of reincarnation, and covering Yuan Qingque's whole body.

"Lianxu!"

"This is impossible!"

"How did you break through so easily!"

The three great gods of the magic path were shocked when they saw this scene.

You must know that Lianxu is the realm that divides the upper and lower realms. There are so many amazing gods of the Tianhe Realm, and the last one to ascend was the Yiyuan Zhenjun who inherited the Changsheng Sect.

Even those holy places and sects that are connected to the Lingkong Immortal Realm, no one has been able to break through and ascend successfully in more than 6,000 years.

It is precisely because of this that among the three great gods of the magic path, even Ming Zun thought of this possibility, but he thought it was impossible.

And now, Yuan Qingque took that step easily in front of the three of them in a breath! ?

This means that he can break through at any time.

Just waiting for today!

When the White Bone Dharma King comes, kill the three great gods of the Demonic Path together!

After realizing this, the ghost god who had been silent all this time turned around and flew towards the Wheel of Reincarnation. Under the Shadow Escape Technique, his whole body was like a stretched ghost shadow, and in a moment he probed into the Yellow Springs connected to the Wheel of Reincarnation.

"Since I have taken this step today, the three of you should all die here!"

Yuan Qingque stretched out his hand and shook the ghost god. The ghost god who had just put his head into the Yellow Springs of the Netherworld found that he suddenly returned to the original place.

No, it was not back, but a section of void was inserted between him and the Wheel of Reincarnation.

If he wanted to escape into the Yellow Springs of the Netherworld, he had to fly over this distance again.

Just as he wanted to activate the Shadow Escape Technique to escape again, a brilliant sword light fell from the sky.

The ghost god activated the Shadow Escape Technique to the extreme to avoid taking the Taihe Sword head-on.

The Wubei Sword Technique of the Jiutian Dangmo Sect is well known to the world. Even if he can turn into an invisible body, he doesn't want to face it head-on.

However, the ghost god found that no matter how he performed the escape method, he could not escape from the original place.

The farther he escaped, the more Yuan Qingque would be stuffed into the void.

At this time, the Taihe Sword had already cut into the top of the ghost god's head.

At the moment when the sword blade cut in, the ghost god was even more shocked to find that his real body was forced out of the shadow state by an undetectable force and turned into a solid body.

Is this also a method of practicing the void?

In shock and fear, the ghost god's body was surging with cold ghost energy and cold flames, and began to fight desperately.

Under the blessing of the wheel of reincarnation, although this is the human world, it can also make him burst out his peak strength.

This is the ghost god of Huangquan that even Wuchen Zhenjun has to retreat!

However, facing Yuan Qingque, who has already practiced the void, all his resistance is like a fire starter lit in the pouring rain, which only flickered for a moment and was extinguished.

The Taihe Sword fell, and the ghost screamed, turned into a cloud of yin energy, and dissipated on the spot.

"Before I took action today, I was actually quite scared."

After killing the ghost, Yuan Qingque took back the Taihe Sword, shook his head and sighed.

"Run separately!"

But the White Bone Dharma King didn't want to hear what he said next. After leaving this sentence to Ming Zun, he took back his white bone relic, turned into a magic light, and fled to the north.

But Ming Zun stood there, motionless.

"Why don't you run!"

Yuan Qingque looked at Ming Zun in front of him and asked with a strange look on his face.

"In front of cultivator Lianxu, is there any difference between running and not running?"

Mingzun asked in return.

"That's true!"

After hearing this, Yuan Qingque nodded slightly, and then the void in front of him twisted, and the fleeing White Bone Dharma King suddenly flew towards him.

"Impossible! How could I die here!"

King White Bones screamed in horror, stopped his escape, changed direction, and wanted to escape from Dongzhou.

Unfortunately, everything he did was in vain in front of the exhausted Yuan Qingque.

The Sword of Taihe swung by, and King White Bones felt an unprecedented threat of death. He widened his eyes and tried to activate the desperate spell at the bottom of the box.

But soon, he found that his spiritual consciousness suddenly could not control his demonic energy.

The White Bone Dharma King felt as if his body had lost all senses. When he looked down, he saw his headless body sitting on the lotus platform.

It turns out that he has been killed!

Mingzun looked in disbelief when he saw the head of the White-bone Dharma King flying in the air, and his hands behind his back trembled slightly.

Practice virtual reality!

So powerful!

After Yuan Qingque killed King White Bones with another sword, the colorful glow in the sky, which was originally just a faint glow, became more intense this time, and the light that reflected his entire body was almost transparent.

"You're the only one left."

Yuan Qingque had already felt the energy of the Lingkong Immortal Realm, and knew that he was about to leave, so he looked at Ming Zun opposite.

"You just said you were going to take action today. Are you very scared?"

Ming Zun, who knew he couldn't escape, relaxed at this time and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm afraid that the Bones won't come, or that you and the ghosts and gods will escape, and I won't be able to catch you all!"

Upon hearing Yuan Qingque's words, Mingzun's mouth twitched slightly.

At this time, Yuan Qingque had already raised the Taihe Sword again.

Before life and death, Ming Zun couldn't bear it anymore.

He shouted loudly and waved the Netherworld Staff in his hand, and then his whole body suddenly exploded, and nine more magic treasures of different shapes emerged. The soul wrapped around him turned into nine rays of magic light and flew towards the sky. go.

At this time, the Samsara Disk also exploded with sixth-level power, creating nine pitch-black whirlpools in the void.

Ming Zun's nine illusory souls, under the protection of blood light, ghost energy, and magic treasures, flew towards the nine whirlpools, hoping to preserve the seeds of one soul as much as possible.

In this case, in the future, his remaining ghost incarnations can use the remaining soul seeds to more easily enter the realm of god transformation.

It's just that in front of Yuan Qingque, who is already exhausted, these are like fireworks to celebrate his breakthrough.

Yuan Qingque used his sword control skills, and the Taihe Sword flew out from his hand. The sword light was like a rainbow, spreading into a large area, directly covering Mingzun's Netherworld Staff and the nine soul seeds.

Under the Taihe Sword, even if Ming Zun possesses the Reincarnation Disk, due to the huge gap in realm, he still follows the footsteps of ghosts and gods and the White Bone Dharma King.

"No!"

Seeing that his Netherworld Staff was cut off, and all eight magic treasures and eight soul seeds were covered and annihilated by the light of the Taihe Sword, Mingzun finally couldn't bear it any longer.

He drove the reincarnation disk down, hoping to use this sixth-level treasure to buy himself a chance of survival.

The reincarnation disk burst out with a deep brilliance, which fell on Ming Zun's last soul seed and enveloped it.

Then this sixth-level treasure controlled the whirlpool in front of the plate and fell from the sky towards Mingzun in person, hoping to take it into the netherworld.

A trace of coldness flashed in Yuan Qingque's eyes. His breakthrough today was to end this long-lasting war between good and evil in one fell swoop. How could he let Ming Zun go?

When the sword intent burst out, the Taihe Sword rotated in the air, the tip of the sword pointed towards the sky, and a sharp sword intent condensed, cutting straight into the falling jade plate in the sky.

This sword seemed to divide the heaven and the earth, and everything where the sword light passed was cut in half.

Although the reincarnation disk has exploded, it is only the power of a magic weapon after all.

The Taihe Sword was blessed by the Xu Lianxu monk. The divine light of reincarnation before Mingzun's last soul seed could not be sustained by this sword. It only lasted for one breath and was cut open.

Ming Zun's face was ashen, but he could not prevent himself from being killed by the Taihe Sword.

Under this sword, his last soul seed was also annihilated.

At this time, the reincarnation disk has just fallen halfway.

After realizing that Mingzun was dead, the treasure immediately spun around and fled towards the Netherworld.

If it were before, Yuan Qingque would definitely have no way to do this.

But now, having already practiced his void, he waved his hand and the void around him was solidified.

The half-disappeared reincarnation disk was held by his five fingers and pulled out from the netherworld vortex.

The ghosts that originally shrouded the surroundings collapsed after the reincarnation disk fell into Yuan Qingque's palm.

A trace of Huangquan Yin Qi, washed away by the spiritual energy of the Tianhe Realm, is like snow under the sun, slowly melting and disappearing.

"Congratulations, Brother Dao!"

At this time, three rays of spiritual transformation light descended from the sky, and the three spiritual transformation monks saluted Yuan Qingque in unison.

These three people are none other than True Monarch Wuchen of Tao Te Sect.

The Dongzhou Transformation God Dakong Zhenjun from Taixu Piaomiao Palace, and the Nanzhou Transformation God Dagu Zhenjun who was invited by him.

When the White Bone Dharma King arrived in Dongzhou, in order to cooperate with him and Mingzun Ghost God, using the advantage of numbers, unexpectedly killed the incarnation of Dongzhou's righteous path, the originally retreated Black Jiao of the Xuanjiao King Court, and the Golden Flame Suanni in the ruins also appeared in Dongyi again.

In addition to these two incarnation true spirits, the Xuanjiao King Court actually has a newly advanced fifth-level dragon.

The two incarnations of Taixu Piaomiao Palace were held back by the two incarnation true spirits of the Xuanjiao King Court, and the Golden Flame Suanni immediately laughed and rushed to Dongyue.

With its cultivation, Xingtian Dao Sect can only rely on the big formation to protect itself, and dare not go out to intercept.

As long as the Golden Flame Suanni rushes into the East, the essence of the righteous path for tens of thousands of years will be destroyed by this fierce beast.

At that time, even if it can win the battle between good and evil, it will fall into weakness because of the lack of the power of the younger generation.

Moreover, if Yuan Qingque died at the hands of the three gods of the devil, Dongzhou would completely become a paradise for demons, and the Daode Sect and Taixu Piaomiao Palace would be powerless to save the situation.

However, the news that the Xuanjiao King Court had newly advanced to the fifth level was known to the Dongzhou Holy Land a long time ago.

They had been prepared for this move.

The moment the Golden Flame Suanni rushed towards Dongyue, True Lord Wuchen immediately took the teleportation array and rushed to the Xingtian Dao Sect from the border of Dongtu.

The Daode Sect's god of transformation issued the order to open up wasteland in order to hunt down the Golden Flame Suanni. When they met this time, both sides did not hold back and fought directly.

During the fight, True Lord Wuchen found that the strength of the Golden Flame Suanni was actually the fifth-level middle-grade, comparable to him.

If he did not have several fifth-level magic weapons of the Daode Sect, he might not be able to repel the Golden Flame Suanni.

However, the reason why Jin Yan Suanni retreated in the end was because the noise made by Yuan Qingque's practice of emptiness was too loud.

The colorful rays of light falling from the Lingkong Immortal Realm could be seen by the entire Dongzhou, not to mention Dongyue, which is close to the East.

Even outside Dongzhou, the other top beings in the Five Continents and Four Seas could sense the aura of the Lingkong Immortal Realm.

This means that someone has triggered the spiritual light of ascension!

And in Dongzhou, there are only a handful of incarnations.

The demons will never ascend to the Lingkong Immortal Realm, and the True Lord Wuchen is here, and the two incarnations of the Taixu Piaomiao Palace are in the Dongyi Jinwu Immortal City.

In this case, it can only be Yuan Qingque!

After realizing that Yuan Qingque was practicing emptiness, Jin Yan Suanni did not hesitate at all and retreated directly into the ruins.

In the deepest part of the ruins, many powerful ancient beasts are sleeping. Even if the ascending cultivators take action, they will have to spend some effort to deal with them.

And Yuan Qingque will definitely not waste his precious time before his ascension on this.

Seeing Jinyan Suanni's decisive retreat, Wuchen Zhenjun could only sigh that this monster was not destined to die today, and then took the teleportation array again and returned to the fairy city on the border of the East.

At the same time when they sensed the aura of ascension, the two gods of the Xuanjiao Wangting had to give up the Jinwu Fairy City in front of them and ordered their men to retreat from Dongyi and Dongyue to the Xuanhai.

However, their original purpose was only to hold back the two gods of the righteous path here. Now it can be regarded as a goal.

Yuan Qingque's practice of emptiness is actually a good thing for them.

The gods of the Dongzhou Demonic Path have died, and the strongest of the righteous path is about to ascend.

At that time, they, the Xuanjiao Wangting, will regroup and join forces with Jinyan Suanni, and they will be able to easily sweep across the East.

Seeing the two gods of the dragons leave, the two gods of the Taixu Piaomiao Palace did not stop them.

The foundation of the Xuanjiao Royal Court is profound, not inferior to the Jiutian Dangmo Sect. In the Xuanhai, even if an ascended cultivator comes, there is power to stop him.

Dakong and Dagu, the two gods of transformation, used the sect's void technique to descend directly on the border battlefield between Dongtu and Dongli.

It was a coincidence that they arrived with Wuchen Zhenjun.

"Hello, three Taoist friends. After I leave, the people of Dongzhou will be handed over to you."

Yuan Qingque was very polite to the three gods of transformation in front of him, and returned the greetings as he spoke.

At this time, the ascending spiritual light falling from the Lingkong Immortal Realm had completely enveloped him.

After killing the three gods of transformation, the White Bone Dharma King, and the Mingzun Demon Dao, his aura of practicing the void has penetrated the sky and the earth and can no longer be hidden.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Yuan, evil cannot defeat good. As long as we are still in the Tianhe Realm, we will not let the demons erode the land of Dongzhou."

For an ascended cultivator, the three of them all paid the highest respect.

This is the biggest ideal for them.

However, they have no confidence that Yuan Qingque can ascend.

"I still have something to tell my two disciples, please help me, Junior Brother Wuchen."

Yuan Qingque spoke again, and the three gods, including Master Wuchen, nodded immediately and disappeared on the spot.

Then Master Wuchen brought Ye Qing and Yuan Zhen over, and left the last space to the three of them.

"From now on, the sect will be handed over to you!"

Ye Qing heard the instructions of Yuan Qingque, who was almost turning into light, and knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times in mid-air with a solemn face, paying great respect to the master in front of him.

"Your qualifications are average, but after all, you are the blood of my Yuan family, and you have had good luck since childhood. Now I am about to ascend, and I see that you have great luck. I hope that in the future, the Yuan family will be better and better in your hands than when I was alive."

Facing Yuan Zhen, Yuan Qingque said this.

This was the first time Yuan Zhen knew why she was favored by Yuan Qingque, the old ancestor of the God Transformation.

You know, her talent is not the best in the Yuan family.

Originally, I thought it was because I was a female cultivator, and I could just form the Daozi Saint of the Nine Heavens Demon Sect with Ye Qing.

But now I heard Yuan Qingque say that it was because I had good luck!

Yuan Zhen was happy and disappointed.

She originally thought that she could prove herself after forming a baby.

Especially Yuan Qingque officially accepted her as a disciple.

Who knew that it was not because of her hard work and forming a baby, but because of luck.

But soon, Yuan Zhen put all this behind her.

Good luck is also a kind of talent!

[In the future, I may be able to rely on this luck to try to impact the God Transformation realm! 】

Yuan Zhen thought so in her heart, but her beautiful face was as solemn as Ye Qing's. She knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and then took the token representing the Yuan family's great elder from Yuan Qingque's hand.

This is also a fifth-level magic weapon.

After Yuan Qingque ascended to the upper realm, these were of no use to him.

Ye Qing also stretched out his hands and took the Taihe Sword.

"This Samsara Plate is part of the seventh-level innate spiritual object life and death plate, but it can only play the greatest role in the hands of the Netherworld Demon Dao. I simply took it to the Lingkong Immortal Realm..."

Finally, Yuan Qingque raised the Samsara Plate in his hand and spoke.

Ye Qing and Yuan Zhen nodded.

The three Wuchen Zhenjuns not far away also heard this sentence, and the eyes of Dakong Zhenjun flickered slightly, as if he thought of something.