Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng strolled through the cave, looking leisurely and leisurely, looking left and right, as if he was walking in the back garden of his home, looking very leisurely.

In this cave, all the disciples of the Yi She Kuai Jian Sect who were able to go into battle had taken the terrifying elixir to enhance their strength and fight in the air, while the rest were all disciples in the Qi training period.

Most of the disciples in the qi training period, as well as the servants of Yi She Kuai Jian Sect, were immediately killed by the divine thunder attack. Now only one-tenth of the qi training remnants escaped with their lives. The stupid caves were crying, and the cunning ones began to harvest. Treasure, prepare to escape.

Yu Zecheng was walking among them. When someone saw him, he turned around and ran away, peeing, and no one stopped him along the way. Because those bloody Yi She Kuai Jian Sect disciples were fighting in the air.

The battle between three sword doves in the sky and the sword light filling the sky was extremely fierce. Three Thousand Yi Shooting Kuai Jian Sect disciples, like a swarm of bees, fought around the sword dove.

Yu Zecheng moved forward step by step, reaching the center of the cave, a huge square, where dozens of people were constantly prostrating.

Thousands of thunders were fired just now, and the cave here was blown to pieces, but there was no trace of damage at all. It seemed that this place must be the important place of Yi She Kuai Sword Sect.

They were worshiping the four statues on the square. The four statues were about ten feet tall and extremely majestic. They were all statues of the founder of the Yi She Kuai Sword Sect.

One look at Yu Zecheng and he knew what they were doing. They were respectfully inviting the Ascension Patriarch to the lower realm.

Among them, the two leaders are both Yi She Kuai Sword Sect Zhen Yi Shenjun. The disciples behind them include Yuanying Zhenjun, Jindan Zhenren, foundation building monks, and Qi training disciples. The only characteristic of these disciples is that they are extremely talented. .

These disciples are probably the sparks of the Yi She Kuai Sword Sect. As long as they escape, one day in the future, they may be able to rebuild the Yi She Kuai Sword Sect. Whenever the sect is in ruins, the elite disciples from the sect are selected to lead them. He fled in all directions with his sect's treasures. Although the chance of the sect's revival was slim, if he could leave behind the fire of his sect, even a one in ten thousand chance was still an opportunity.

Yu Zecheng came over slowly and said:

"At this time, you are still asking these guys to go down to the lower world. They no longer regard you as human beings. What's the use of worshiping them?"

One of them, the True One God Lord, continued to kowtow until his head was bleeding and he said:

"Little boy with a yellow mouth, the founder will come down to the world and take your life."

Yu Zecheng laughed and said:

"I'll wait, you continue, I'll give you another sixty breaths, that's enough."

After saying that, he stood aside, enjoying himself.

The two disciples ignored Yu Zecheng and continued to kowtow. The other disciples couldn't help but turn around and peek at Yu Zecheng, their bodies trembling.

Sixty breaths of time pass in an instant.

The Lord Zhenyi who spoke just now stood up suddenly and said:

"No, junior brother, there's no need to beg them. These bastards don't care about us. What's the use of begging them. You still have to rely on yourself."

He stood up and stretched his legs, knocking a statue down. The statue collapsed suddenly, and Shinichi no longer had the respectful look he had just bowed to.

The other one stood up, opened his mouth, spat hard at a statue of the founder, and said:

"It's really better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself. I said that the immortal decree five years ago was so bizarre that we had to fight against the five major sword sects. As long as we are given another three hundred years, we can understand... and destroy the five major sword sects. Absolutely no problem.”

The Lord Zhenyi who kicked down the statue said:

"It's useless to say anything. Come on, give it a last try."

Er Da Zhenyi turned around and faced Yu Zecheng to prepare for the final battle.

At this moment, the statue of the Patriarch, who had been spat on by the younger disciples, emitted twelve colors of light. When the light fell, the entire statue seemed to be alive, with flesh and blood.

The two real people looked at each other, with ecstasy in their eyes. The light fell on the golden elixir master behind them. He originally looked like a young man, but in this light, he was gradually changing. He turned from a young man into a colorful man. The old man in clothes.

At the same time as this person transformed, countless fairy sounds sounded throughout the air. The sound was so sweet that it made people intoxicated. Countless flowers fell from the sky and melted when they encountered objects. There is so much light that one cannot see the direction clearly.

Yu Zecheng said:

"It's true that the Patriarch has gone down to the next world, okay, okay."

Then he looked into the distance, and in a valley far away, this kind of fairy light and sound also appeared.

During the last battle with the Heart Sword Zen Sect, the Six Swords Alliance ascended to immortality and disrupted time and space, making it impossible for the founders of the five major sword sects to go down to the realm. In the end, only the founder Hongxiao went down to the realm and died together with Emperor Shitian's clone.

Although Yu Zecheng and the others didn't know what it was like to be the founder of the immortal world, but just as the battle was about to start, four statues of the ancestors flew out automatically from the hall of the ancestors. They were all the statues of the ancestors they carried last time. It seemed that they had no idea about the last time. Feeling guilty that he could not participate in the battle, he took the initiative to fly out of the ancestral hall this time.

In this battle, Yu Zecheng over there has arranged for the eldest disciple Xiao San to take charge there personally and prepare all the arrays for the arrival of the ancestors. As long as the opponent's ancestors arrive, the ancestors of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect will also come, so Yu Zecheng Only adults can be so arrogant.

After arriving, the founder of Yi She Kuai Sword Sect looked at the colorful fairy light in the distance, shook his head, and said to the two great masters kneeling in front of him:

"You don't know, this is a killing situation. In this sky world, my strength is only in the realm of returning to the virtual world. I have no speed advantage and there is no return.

Alas, even so, I want to come back. I can't completely ignore my origins like them. If you die, die, but you will be reincarnated once. "

After speaking, he glanced at the other three statues of the Patriarch and said:

"Brothers, let's meet today and see you again."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, there was a ray of light, and all three statues were shattered.

Then he glanced at the dozens of disciples kneeling behind him and said:

"You all should run away so that you can take care of yourself. I hope that one day we will be able to recover our family. Let's go."

After saying that, he used a technique, and a burst of light suddenly passed by. The last monks of Yi She Kuai Jian Sect turned into twelve colors of light and scattered in all directions. Unfortunately, Yu Zecheng laid numerous ambush in the land of thousands of miles, which had no effect at all. .

In this square, there are only two True Ones and one Nascent Soul left, as well as the Immortal from the Lower Realm and Yu Zecheng.

The immortal from the lower realm didn't even look at Yu Zecheng, he just looked into the distance.

shouted loudly:

"That Immortal Lord descends to the lower realm? Will he fight with my Qingzhou?"

A voice came from the distance. This voice was neither male nor female, sharp and lingering:

"Sure enough, it's Friend Qingzhou Immortal. I guess it's you. Among the four immortals, you are the only one who still has blood and will stand up for these descendants."

Patriarch Qingzhou said:

"If you don't go down to the next world, you will be despised by the younger generations forever. It turns out that you are Immortal Zhibao. It seems that you are still resentful of the ridicule I made of you, an old eunuch."

Grandmaster Zhibao? The Flowing Light Sword that Yu Zecheng learned back then was created by Patriarch Zhibao. He was the third disciple of Patriarch Zhongxing and was a eunuch, so he spoke in such a tomboyish, sharp and touching tone. Unexpectedly, he would still be like this after becoming an immortal.

Patriarch Zhibao is the thirteenth ascended Patriarch of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and one of the eight Patriarchs who ascended following the Zhongxing Patriarch when the Xuanyuan Sword Sect flourished.

The life of Patriarch Zhibao has gone through countless ups and downs. He enjoyed glory and wealth since he was a child, he was successful as a young man, and when he was in high spirits, disaster struck from the sky, and his family was ruined. He was desperate and miserable, suffered all the hardships in the world, and was tragically disfigured. In the end, In order to prevent his relatives from starving to death and freezing to death, he had no choice but to enter the palace and become a eunuch.

Patriarch Zhibao entered the palace and embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals. Later, due to the harmony of fate, he was rewarded as a slave to Patriarch Zhongxing. He followed the Patriarch around the world. The two were both teachers and friends. In the beginning, Patriarch Zhibao led Patriarch Zhongxing. After practicing martial arts, the Central Patriarch took Grandmaster Zhibao to practice immortality, established the master-disciple relationship, followed Patriarch Zhongxing throughout his life, and finally ascended to the immortal world together.

The characteristics of his swordsmanship are quick, sinister, ruthless and accurate. Because it was created by a eunuch, it has a feminine and cruel air.

Patriarch Zhibao said:

"That's all in the past, not worth mentioning. Anyway, you have to fall into the mortal world and start a new life. The Ai family forgives you."

Patriarch Qingzhou said:

"I don't know which one of you or me will fall into the mortal world. Come on, you and I are both famous in the fairy world with our fast swords. Let's compete to see whose sword is faster."

Patriarch Zhibao replied:

"It seems that the Ai family has taken advantage. This is not a fairyland, and you cannot accelerate infinitely. It is only fair to you that we go to Qingming to fight. Don't worry, I will be gentler and let you suffer less pain."

Patriarch Qingzhou laughed and said:

"Are you playing your trick of being compassionate again? Are you afraid that our battle will affect too many mortals? Remember that we are immortals and they are humans. They are just a group of ants. Extremely weak ants can be trampled to death with just one kick. A bunch of ants, why care about them."

Patriarch Zhibao said:

"You don't care, so why do you want to go down to the next world?"

Patriarch Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said:

"I don't know either. Although they are also a group of ants, they are still my descendants. Maybe I don't want to be spurned by them."

During this conversation, the two founders of the lower world slowly rose into the sky and flew towards Qingming. They instantly turned into two rays of light, rushed into the sky and disappeared. Both of them dominate the fairy world with their fast swords, and when it comes to fighting in the human world, they are even faster.

Yu Zecheng turned to the three people present and said:

"Okay, they're all gone, only a few of us are left. Come on, they are all fighting, let's fight to the death too."

The leader, Zhenyi Shenjun, smiled and said:

"That's a must. We've been waiting for you for a long time. Junior brother, start it."

Another True One God Lord roared, and with his roar, the entire Yi She Kuai Sword Sect's mountain gate cave was shaken. All the monks and servants who had not escaped from the cave, their bodies exploded and turned into blood mist.

The blood mist boiled, and in the blink of an eye the entire world of the mountain gate cave turned into a strange space.

The leader, Zhenyi Shenjun, said:

"Haha, True Monarch of Annihilation, this place has now become a world of its own. You can no longer step on the ground and summon the tenth-level flying sword. This is your burial place, the tomb we prepared for you.

Are you satisfied with us sacrificing the world of the cave and being buried with you? "

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