Soul Devouring Sword Master

On the other side, the disciples of the Thunder Prison Sect and the Blood Demon Sect also stared at Lin Xiao with unfriendly eyes, with cold eyes flashing.

In the battle more than a month ago, both sides had elders and even deputy sect leaders who died at the hands of Lin Xiao, all of whom were masters of the ninth level of the spiritual realm.

The ninth level of the spiritual realm is already considered a top master in the Canglan Domain, which is definitely a huge loss for the sect. Of course, they would not think that they took the initiative to deal with Lin Xiao first. If they did not take action, nothing would happen.

The other force, the Bingling Palace, was much more low-key. I don’t know if it was related to that incident. These women stood together, covered with veils, with a cold temperament and taciturn.

In the crowd, there was a girl in a blue skirt, Lu Zixuan. At this moment, she looked in the direction of Lin Xiao with a complicated look.

In the Canglan Domain, there are a total of six major forces, five of which have arrived, and the mysterious Xuanmen is still missing.

Xuanmen ranks first among the six major forces, but it is very mysterious. Xuanmen disciples rarely show up, but their strength is undisputedly the first.

Lin Xiao is also very curious about Xuanmen.

The mountain range where they are located is circular, with a total of seven protrusions, which just form seven peaks. At this moment, the disciples of the five major forces who have arrived are divided on five of the peaks.

"There are a total of six major forces in Canglan Domain, and there are seven peaks here. I wonder if the other one is vacant or has other arrangements."

Lin Xiao looked around and thought to himself.

Cry!

At this moment, a long cry sounded, and a stream of light rushed over from a distance. At first glance, it was still thousands of feet away. In a blink of an eye, it flashed and came closer.

This is a giant bird, which looks like an eagle, with a huge body and full wings. It exudes a strong demonic aura, which makes many people stare at it. The cultivation of this giant bird is probably close to the Holy Spirit Realm.

On the back of the giant bird, there were dozens of figures standing, led by an old man with a hooked nose, sharp eyes, and his white robe fluttering in the wind.

"Half-step to the Holy Spirit Realm!"

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, and the breath fluctuations of the old man with the hooked nose were almost the same as those of the white-bearded old man who led them, and he was also half-step to the Holy Spirit Realm.

In this way, there were already six half-step Holy Spirit Realm people present, which made Lin Xiao sigh in his heart. Sure enough, the water in Canglan Domain was much deeper than he thought.

On the surface, there were six major forces, each occupying one side, but in fact, there were also many hidden masters.

After all, Canglan Domain has existed for thousands of years. Even if it is just a domain, the long years must have bred many masters, and a Holy Spirit Realm warrior has a lifespan of one thousand years.

Even now, Lin Xiao guessed that there must be many old monsters hidden in Canglan Domain, but they have not yet been born.

"You all came early."

The old man with the hooked nose smiled and controlled the giant bird to fall.

"Those are not from Xuanmen."

Lin Xiao's expression changed. He noticed that most of the warriors behind the old man with the hooked nose were close to 30 years old. There were few young ones. Moreover, they were all wearing casual clothes. They did not look like they were from the same force.

But these people all had the same temperament, unruly and cold-eyed. It was obvious that they had killed many people.

"Those people are mostly casual cultivators."

At this time, Chu Yang spoke.

"Casual cultivators?"

Lin Xiao looked at Chu Yang.

"Yes, the battle of luck involves the entire East Wilderness. Not only the sect forces, but also some casual cultivators without sects and schools can participate as long as their strength meets the requirements."

"Most of those people are casual cultivators. They have no fixed place to live and are at home everywhere. They have no sect strength to rely on. Of course, there are also some disciples from medium forces."

Chu Yang explained.

Hearing this, Lin Xiao nodded, thinking, "It is not easy for a casual cultivator to reach the spiritual realm before the age of thirty without joining any force."

After all, the sect has good cultivation resources and environment, and there are elders to teach. Whether it is practicing martial arts or improving cultivation, there are unique advantages.

It is much better than fighting and killing alone outside, and joining a force can also get protection and many benefits.

This is why many people are trying their best to join some big forces.

Of course, there are also some people who are unruly by nature and like to go out alone to improve their strength. In the history of Canglan Domain, there are also some masters who have made a name for themselves through their own efforts, and even got on the East Wilderness List, but such examples are relatively rare.

The battle of luck is to provide a platform and an opportunity for all the prides in the entire East Wilderness, so that many prides can fight and select the best. Some of the best among them have the opportunity to join the four top ancient forces.

Therefore, there is no threshold for the battle of luck, and anyone can participate. Of course, the premise is that your strength must be strong enough.

This old man with a hooked nose is obviously responsible for unifying these independent cultivators, gathering all the independent cultivators with strength in the entire Canglan domain, of course, the premise is that they voluntarily participate.

However, such a good opportunity, most people will not refuse.

Lin Xiao took a rough look and found that these independent cultivators led by the hooked nose were about fifty or sixty people. Basically, they were all spiritual realm warriors under the age of thirty in the entire Canglan domain.

The conditions for cultivation for independent cultivators are relatively poor. It is no wonder that these people are generally a little older. Looking at their temperament, they are also people who often lick blood on the edge of a knife.

In this way, six of the seven peaks have been occupied, and there is one left, which is undoubtedly reserved for the Xuanmen.

Swish! !

At this time, a sound of breaking through the air sounded very quickly, from far to near, almost in just a few breaths.