My Sect is So Upbeat

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In addition, Li Xingyuan was considered by the Tianji List to be the strongest Juggernaut in the last 100,000 years.

This is understandable, and it is also a fact that Ning Yuan believes.

Li Xingyuan himself has already won the honor of swordsmanship by virtue of his mortal body.

At present, he has blessed all kinds of talents he has bestowed, and he has also created the Holy Treasure of the Sword Spirit of Extreme Dao, whose strength is beyond imagination.

It is undoubtedly the strongest swordsman in 100,000 years.

Now just find an opportunity to publish the list of saints.

Judging from the various disturbances in Manghe, it is best to publish the list of saints after Bai Ji has dealt with the affairs of the demon country and the guard has supreme prestige.

The thought was fleeting, and Ning Yuan fiddled with his fingertips again, watching the situation in the Eight Wastelands.

Soon, his eyebrows twitched slightly.

The Flame Sect disperses the three forces, and their respective goals fall into his eyes one after another.

It is in the karma magic that they clearly know their thoughts.

"Xue Hua's true identity is the master of the Deep Sea Sacred Palace, and Duan Fei is covered by Yan Nanxiao again. The guardsman also showed unmatched power before."

"This Yanmen's operation will not only return empty-handed, but will also lose most of it."

While thinking about it, Ning Yuan's eyes flashed and he suddenly conveyed an order.

"Where is Li Xingyuan?"

At the foot of the mountain, Li Xingyuan, who was sitting cross-legged, got up immediately.

"Hurry up and hold this secret order, rush to the middle of the Mang River, between the upper and lower reaches, and set up the monument of heaven and mystery!"

When the words were conveyed, a luster fell in front of Li Xingyuan.

Li Xingyuan waved his sleeves and held it, cupped his hands and replied, "Follow the instructions of the headmaster, and I will definitely complete the task."

After he finished speaking, he stepped into the air with one step and ran straight into the distance.

Originally, according to Ning Yuan's plan, the release of the holy list would be postponed, but before that,

The Heavenly Mystery Monument must be erected first.

Otherwise, after the holy list is released, the spread of prestige will only spread in the downstream fields, and it will not be possible for the holy list to truly reflect its role.

Right now, there are already Yanmen who have come because of the scriptures. I believe that soon, the Tianji Pavilion will collide with the Bone Sacrificial Temple.

In addition, the multi-party ancient divine gates in the upstream position will also be opened.

He fiddled with his fingertips again, watching the situation.

In the lapse of time, the two elders of the Yan Sect took twenty quasi-sage strongmen, crossed the boundary monument, and climbed to the periphery of the Valley of the Wicked.

Judging from the waves in the sky, the position below presents a suffocating scene.

It seems that there are many people with vicious names and notorious names sitting in it, and their strength is quite good.

One of the Yanmen elders was in the middle realm of true saints. He was wearing a red cedar robe and stared at the entire Valley of the Wicked with a stern face.

At the same time, Huang Tianqi and others had already noticed the sudden appearance of a group of uninvited guests in the sky above.

"The fluctuation of the breath that I have never felt before is not the Nanxu, nor the lower reaches of the Mang River. It seems to be directed at our beloved disciple."

Huang Tianqi spit out softly, and his words were unkind.

Duan Fei's spiritual sense is still in the secret realm of heaven and is constantly honing the white night magic.

And these old guys, they have always guarded and never left half a step.

Unexpectedly, there was already an unknown ancient divine gate, and it hit Duan Fei.

Thinking that the Wordless Book of Heaven is extremely mysterious, these people have not found a way to break through the secret realm for the time being, so they took the next step.

I am afraid that this Flame Sect is only one of the upstream forces, and it is also the initial signal that the upstream begins to descend on the downstream.

When the wordless scripture completely sets off its supreme prestige, then the entire upper reaches will surely riot.

Looking at the ancient times of the Martial World, cultivation is not an easy task.

"You stay here, you don't need to move."

Yan Nanxiao suddenly spoke, he slowly opened his eyes in meditation, and got up calmly.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

At the top of the sky in the Valley of the Wicked, the two Yanmen elders had a deep breath around their bodies, the holy energy fluctuated quite strongly, and the spreading coercion began to flood into the Valley of the Wicked.

And form a blockade field to completely cover the Valley of the Wicked.

"Fifth, you take someone down there to investigate the situation, I'll make sure no one escapes." One of the Yanmen elders spoke deeply.

As the words were conveyed, the five elders beside him had already taken a step forward, and accompanied by ten quasi-sages, stepped into the realm of the Valley of the Wicked.

Just entering, suddenly there is an extremely cold Yin Qi, rolling up the boundless blood and evil will, rolling away and closing.

The figures of the five elders slammed, and the ten quasi-sages scattered and spread all reached the seventh-order level, which belonged to the very common strength of the upper reaches of the Mang River.

But if it is placed downstream, it is an extremely rare powerhouse.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that the invincible hand is swept away, but it is definitely not false.

But when this bloody will roared, everyone felt the haze of death and a vicious tremor!

"Five elders, something is wrong!"

A quasi-sacred heart was terrified, his footsteps had long stopped, and his vision was full of fog, and even his divine consciousness was difficult to penetrate.

But just as the voice fell, a blood-colored bone claw suddenly appeared from the fog, and at the same time as it was huge and covered the sky, it contained the ultimate evil thoughts.

A ruthless dunk, a loud bang directly pinched the quasi-sage.

The shrill screams resounded in an instant, overturning the boundless fog, and even more blood exploded on the spot, turning into a rain of blood.

The power of the realm of the seventh-order quasi-sage was crushed alive!

"Five elders!"

The souls of the dead disappeared, screaming and shattering the other side of the sky.

The upheaval spread into the sky above, in the ears of another Yanmen elder and the remaining quasi-sage powerhouses.

Their faces changed, and they looked at each other in awe.

The power of the quasi-sage is enough to push the eight wastes horizontally.

But judging from the previous screams, it is obvious that the companion has suddenly changed, and there is no room to fight back!

"Fourth Elder, the situation is not good. This Valley of the Wicked is definitely not as simple as imagined. Do you want to retreat first?"

Even the quasi-sages were killed in seconds, and there must be a true saint below, or... more than that!

The Fourth Elder's face was equally ugly, and after hesitating, the endless fog that surrounded the entire Valley of the Wicked suddenly dissipated.

As the clouds roll over, the speed is extremely fast, and the scene is spectacular.

But the next scene made the Fourth Elder suddenly shrink his pupils, his breathing became stagnant, and his whole body was even more horrified.

Not to mention the quasi-sacred powerhouses beside them, their faces turned pale in an instant!

Within the fog, a full ten headless corpses swayed in the wind. They were pierced by an iron cable and had lost all their energy.

The blood doesn't seem to be draining, but it doesn't seem to be the slightest bit!

Such a strange and horrifying picture slammed their eyeballs and shook their minds.

Until the lower position, suddenly another hurricane rolled, and a black shadow came violently and was thrown in front of the fourth elder.

The trembling pupils took a closer look, and the Fourth Elder's face turned into horror, and his body fell into a deadly rigidity.

That is... the head of the fifth elder!

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