My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Xuantian Holy Land.

Hundreds of magnificent mountain peaks are shrouded in a translucent array as thin as cicada's wings, with flowing springs and waterfalls, clouds steaming and rosy clouds, pavilions, towers and pavilions hidden, flying eaves and pagodas looming, spiritual energy like ribbons, and precious light faintly like haze, which can be seen from time to time One or two figures flew past in the void, like a fairyland on earth.

At the mountain gate of the Xuantian Holy Land, Shen Beiwang, the master of Chiyan Peak, sat cross-legged on the head of a thousand-foot fire dragon, looking at the void outside the mountain gate, with a calm expression and a faint look of helplessness in his eyes.

It has been nearly twenty years since the opening of the Golden World, and Taoism in the ancient world has been revived. After years of practice, Shen Beiwang's cultivation base has silently reached the Taoist realm, which is comparable to hundreds of years of hard work in the past, and enough to see the golden world. In the great world, Taoism is at its peak.

Although Shen Beiwang didn't step into the Daoist Realm against Heavenly Tribulation, he was a genuine Daoist. Being sent to guard the mountain gate at this time made him somewhat bored.

With the escape of Xuantian Bell, the famous Tianjiao of the various forces in the Eastern Wasteland came one after another, expressed their worries about Xuantian Zhong's escape, and entered the Xuantian Holy Land in the name of worshiping the mountain, and there were more powerful people hiding in it. Watching from a distance in the dark.

Shen Beiwang has lived for hundreds of years, so he naturally understands that these people are here to find out the reality of Xuantian Holy Land. Even those famous and talented people who worship the mountain probably have their own selfish motives.

The Xuantian Holy Land was originally one of the weakest holy lands among the many holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland. It has been established for nearly ten thousand years, and only the Patriarch is a saint who has just stepped into the holy land.

Although a demon saint was beheaded during the demon invasion six or seven years ago, no one has seen who shot it. Many famous people suspect that there is no so-called invincible saint in Xuantian Holy Land. Some kind of expendable weapon.

In the eyes of outsiders, if there is no invincible saint in Xuantian Holy Land, plus the current Xuantian Zhong escaped unexpectedly, no matter whether Xuantian Zhong was summoned by the Patriarch or not, the foundation of Xuantian Holy Land can be said to have dropped to freezing point. Many forces are secretly ready to move.

After all, with the opening of the Golden World, the overall level of the major forces has increased dozens of times, especially for the major imperial holy lands, there are many ways to fight against the saints, even if the ancestor Xuantian returns, they will have nothing to do. fear.

In recent years, the reputation of Xuantian Holy Land has been at the top of the sky, and it has recruited far more talented disciples than other holy land great religions. Its luck is like a raging fire cooking oil, and it has made many holy land sects jealous.

If there is a chance, many forces will make trouble.

Of course, Xuantian Holy Land is a holy land that has been passed down for thousands of years after all, with extremely profound heritage, and the current luck is like the sky,

However, no one who is not open-eyed has directly done it.

Even those with ulterior motives have entered the Xuantian Holy Land in the name of worshiping the mountain, and they want to find out the reality of the Xuantian Holy Land first.

Shen Beiwang knew in his heart that it was Ye Chen from Qingyun Peak who beheaded the Cangman Demon Saint, and the sword demon Dugu Qiubai, the evil king Shi Zhixuan and others who were famous in the Eastern Wilderness were all Ye Chen's puppets. It has long been unfathomable.

As long as Ye Chen is still there, even if a saint comes in person, Xuantian Holy Land will be fine!

This is exactly why Holy Master Xuantian asked him to guard the mountain gate!

Many famous Tianjiao in the Eastern Wasteland came to worship the mountain one after another, many of them came with obvious hostility, and some ancient forces of the demon clan lingered and watched from a distance, and the gate of the mountain must be guarded by a Taoist master.

The masters of Xuanjian Peak, Bingxin Peak, Qingyue Peak and others have all reached the Dao Master Realm, but Xuantian Shengzhu called Shen Beiwang to guard the mountain gate by name, because he knows a lot and has enough confidence to face Dongdong. The heroes of the barren and demon worlds!

"Nine Heavens Holy Land, Nangong Liuyun, I am shocked to hear that there has been a change in Xuantian Holy Land, see if we can help you a little bit, come here to pay your respects!"

In the distance, Nangong Liuyun, the son of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, floated from the void, with clouds and mists floating around him, like a fairy, standing still in the distant void, bowing his hands towards the gate of the Xuantian Holy Land, with a sense of Calm demeanor.

"Sacred Son of Nine Heavens is here in person. If you are far away, you will be offended! My Xuantian Holy Land is safe, and I am grateful for the care of Sacred Son of Nine Heavens. Please come inside!"

Shen Bei returned a salute to the Holy Child of Jiuxiao from afar, stretched out his hand towards the mountain gate, and a long bridge of golden light flew out, extending directly to the feet of the Holy Child of Jiuxiao.

"It's good that the Xuantian Holy Land is safe and sound. Brother Xiao and I have a very close friendship. If you need help, it's your duty!" Nangong Liuyun smiled and stepped on the golden light bridge like a spring breeze.

"The Holy Son's heart, the Xuantian Holy Land has received it! Please!"

Shen Beiwang thanked him, raised his hand, and Jinguang Changqiao took Jiuxiao Shengzi back towards the Xuantian Holy Land quickly, and quickly sank into the Xuantian Master Peak, where there were people to entertain him.

Nangong Liuyun did have some friendship with Xuantian Holy Son Xiao Yixian, but Shen Beiwang didn't know the extent of their friendship, and he didn't bother to understand, as long as they came to worship the mountain, they would all be put in, killed or buried!

The Xuantian bell fled, and the various forces were ready to move. If many famous arrogances were blocked from the Holy Land at this time, it would be even more suspicious. It would be better to put them into the Xuantian Holy Land openly. Holy land riots.

Since Xuantian Zhong escaped, in just half a day, several saint-level figures have arrived, more than ten descendants of many ancient sects have also come, and dozens of famous people from various major forces have arrived. The Holy Land is very lively at this time.

"Sacred Land of Ten Thousand Swords, step to the end of the world, come here to pay homage to the mountain!"

Suddenly, there was a clear sound coming from a distance, like the clear sound of a divine sword, oscillating in the void, and everyone in the void could hear it clearly.

As the voice fell, the Wanjian Shengzi and a group of followers flew up from a purple jade dragon boat in the distance, and galloped towards the mountain gate of the Xuantian Holy Land with a fierce momentum. There is no intention of stopping.

"brush!"

Shen Beiwang, the leader of Chiyan Peak, raised his head at the fire dragon under him, his gaze swept across the charging group of Saint Son Wanjian, and a vast coercion that ruled all Tao burst out, suppressing the surrounding world to roar.

Shengzi Wanjian stood ten feet away in front of Shen Beiwang, with his hands behind his back, his head raised slightly, his eyes staring, surrounded by sword energy, and he had an arrogance overlooking the heroes of the world.

Behind him, dozens of followers also stood still one after another, looking forward to the Son of Ten Thousand Swords.

The eldest prince on the purple jade dragon boat saw the aggressive aura of Wanjian Shengzi, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he put away the purple jade dragon boat thousands of feet away, and flew towards the mountain gate of Xuantian Holy Land in a gentle manner. The voice came from afar: "Emperor Ziwei Dynasty, Zi Fengtian, thanks to Jiumei's guidance, came to Xuantian Holy Land to pay homage. I ran into the Son of Wanjian on the way, so we came together."

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