In the main hall of Xingji Sect.

On the Xingji Sect, only Li Yang stood on the hall, while on the side of Huangshan Zhenren, Huangshan Zhenren, Wu Mingzhen all glared at Li Yang. The disciples behind them all red eyes, as if they were about to eat Li Yang.

The leader of Tianlan Sect, Zhenren Lanfeng, walked under the feet of the feet and walked into the center of the hall.

Li Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a ray of cold light flashed by.

"Old King, do you know what I want to do the most now?" Li Yang looked at the leader of Tianlan Sect, Lan Feng, and asked Xiang Yu in his heart.

Xiang Yu smiled and said, "Of course it's killing them all, wouldn't that be enough? Humph, what are you talking about with them? If this overlord dares to disobey this overlord in the Demon Realm, kill to the end! Fuck, whine with them? Humph."

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Li Yang's mouth.

He really wanted to kill all these guys directly, and his adoptive father passed the tribulation immediately. For his adoptive father, it was a major event in life and death. These people seemed to be treating them as grand events, and they wanted to participate one by one.

"Brother Huangshan Daoist, Brother Wuming, the two of you are here too. Are you also here for Xiaoyao Sanren's tribulation?" As soon as Master Lan Feng walked into the hall, he found Master Huangshan and Master Wuming, and immediately bowed.

The faces of Huangshan Zhenren and Wu Mingren were not good-looking. They were scolded by Li Yang just now, but they were angry!

"This fellow Taoist Li Yang seems to look down on us two. Humph, Master Huanguang, Master Huangshan is leaving now!" Master Huangshan shook his sleeves, and immediately turned around with a gloomy face and was about to leave. The three disciples behind him were also proudly leaving.

"Minister Huanguang, I, Wu Ming, say goodbye first." Wu Ming, also shook his sleeves proudly, turned around and wanted to leave.

Li Yang sneered: "You two, don't give it away!"

"Slowly, Brother Huangshan Daoist, Brother Wuming, don't be anxious. What happened? Why do you care about the juniors of Yixing Ji Sect?" Zhenren Lan Feng immediately called out to the Huangshan Daoist and Wuming Daoist.

The true man of Huanguang smiled faintly and said, "True Lanfeng, don't say anything about the younger generation of Xingji Sect. Li Yang is my grandson, and he is also the adopted son of Xiaoyao Sanren. It's not the younger generation you mentioned!" The true man of Huanguang was obviously standing on Li Yang's side.

The sect leaders of several small sects also became arrogant in the Xingji Sect Hall.

What sect is Xingji Sect?

One of the top ten sects, the few sects in front of you are just small sects under the Shangqing Palace. Moreover, Xingji Sect has a very high status among the top ten sects. In the Xingji Sect Hall, are the sect leaders of these three small sects still arrogant?

Zhenren Lanfeng immediately said with a stern expression: "True Man Huanguang, this is wrong with you. Even if Li Yang is your grandson, you should not be disrespectful to elders." Zhenren Lanfeng wanted to use the great principles to suppress Zhenren Huanguang.

Li Yang sneered: "I, Li Yang, are my own business, don't be involved with my grandfather and the others. Today I will tell you three clearly that it is my own business for my adoptive father to go through the tribulation, so you don't have to worry about it. You guys can leave directly!"

The three of them were angry, looking at Li Yang. However, due to the reputation of Xingji Sect and the horror of Xiaoyao Sanren, the three of them did not dare to take action and could only stare at them in anger.

Li Yang sneered. He didn't care about turning against these sect leaders.

Take action?

Even if he takes action, Li Yang is now a master of the Tribulation Period, and his sword light has reached a higher level. In addition, "Breaking the Mountain and Split the Sky", even if he is a master of the Dacheng Period, he still kills, so how could he keep the few people in front of him?

If we talk about assassination techniques, using breath-catching techniques, escape techniques and sword light, it is estimated that these three old guys will not be able to find Li Yang's figure when they are killed.

Li Yang blocked the three sect leaders in front, but Xiaoyao Sanren behind him was confused.

In front of him, Li Yang stopped the sect leaders of these sects, and even fought against them.

"If I really don't let everyone watch the ceremony this time, I guess this Xingji Sect will be cursed behind the back by a large number of immortal cultivators in Kunlun Fairyland, and even Li Yang may be criticized!"

Xiaoyao Sanren said in his heart, "Forget it, if I am insulted, I don't care at all. But if these three guys are spreading outside, Li Yang is scolded and has a bad reputation because of this matter, that would be a bad thing!"

Xiaoyao Sanren is extremely arrogant. He doesn't care what others say, but he doesn't want Li Yang to be corrupted because of this. He cares a lot about Li Yang.

Yuming Zhenren guessed it right. This Xiaoyao Sanren would not bother Li Yang for Li Yang.

Xiaoyao Sanren finally made a decision.

"Half a year later, one day after the summer solstice, the plains west of the Tianyun Mountains, go if you want to!"

Xiaoyao Sanren suddenly stood up, and after saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and turned around and left the hall.

"Report to the sect leader..."

At this time, another sect leader came from outside the hall, which seemed to be coming for this matter.

Xiaoyao Sanren didn't even look at the old man, and flew out of the air outside the hall.

"Half a year later, one day after the summer solstice, the plains west of the Tianyun Mountains, go wherever you want!" Xiaoyao Sanren's words echoed in the hall.

The three of Huangshan Zhenren, Wuming Zhenren, and Lanfeng Zhenren immediately had smiles on their faces.

Success!

Huanguang Zhenren and others were a little stunned, but they felt relieved. As soon as Xiaoyao Sanren said this, in other words, the Xingji Sect would be relaxed. In the future, the major sects in Kunlun Fairyland would have no trouble with Xingji Sect.

However, Li Yang was stunned, and then glared at the three of Huangshan Zhenren with anger, and immediately turned into a stream of light and chased through the sky.

The time for Xiaoyao Sanren to overcome the tribulation: half a year later, one day after the summer solstice.

Location: The plain west of the Tianyun Mountains.

The news suddenly spread throughout the Kunlun Fairyland like wings. Countless immortal cultivators, whether they were young people who had just begun to practice, or some hidden immortals who had practiced for thousands of years, all remembered their days and locations.

In the palace of Shangqing.

Zhenren Yuming and the Palace Master Fengxin were playing chess.

"Great Elder, have you received the news? The Xiaoyao Sanren has disclosed the day and location of his about to pass the tribulation." The Palace Master Fengxin said with a smile.

Master Yuming smiled and said, "I understand, hum, I've already made sure of this matter. Xiaoyao Sanren will definitely not bother his adopted son. Isn't this? How perfect the matter has developed. After half a year, I will go to watch the ceremony in person. Be careful, general." As he said that, Master Yuming moved the "cannon".

The Palace Master Fengxin smiled slightly, moved the 'general', and then said, "Great Elder, didn't we make a grudge with them last time? Will we be gossiped about when we go to watch the ceremony?"

Master Yuming sneered: "Gosh up? What are you talking about? I'm going to go there with a high profile. In the end, didn't we give them the secret recipe for killing thunder? At least we haven't tear our faces off on the surface? Let's let you die again!" Master Yuming moved the 'car'.

Zhenren Yuming put down the chess piece, stood up, and looked to the north with a cold look.

"Xingji Sect, huh, that's the enemy of my Shangqing Palace."

Days pass by day, and the day of the ninth scattered immortals is getting closer and closer.

And one of them.

Sea of ​​the Yellow Springs.

The Sea of ​​Yellow Springs, the extreme north of the Kunlun Fairyland Land. The tide surging, hitting the Kunlun Fairyland Land. On the land near the Sea of ​​Yellow Springs, there is an extremely high mountain, even piercing through the clouds and mist, which is called Yunwu Mountain.

Yunwu Mountain is close to the Sea of ​​Yellow Springs, located in the extreme north of Kunlun Fairyland Land, and in the north of Tianyun Mountains. On Yunwu Mountain, you can see the Sea of ​​Yellow Springs in the north.

Yunwu Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and all beasts are extinct, and no one can get close to them.

However, there are shocking scenes in the belly of Yunwu Mountain.

A purple long sword was inserted on the black stone, and purple lightning kept flashing around the sword, and a white light shield completely surrounded the sword. The purple lightning could not pass through the white light shield anyway.

In the midstory of the mountain belly, there is a secret room.

An old man with white hair and beard sat cross-legged on the cloud bed. Yes, under him was clouds.

The old man was wearing a white dress, and there were a trace of starlight flashing on the white dress. A wonderful restriction seemed to be above the white dress. The starlight kept surrounding the body of the old man in white.

"call!"

A ray of light shot out from the old man in white. After a long time, I saw clearly that it was a flying sword.

"The artifact Chixiao and Chixiao are divided into six divine swords. One is Baihong, the second is Zidian, the third is Pifeng, the fourth is Meteor, the fifth is Qingming, and the sixth is Baili. I spent nearly a billion years, and the "Secret Book of Clans" was finally completed. I was divided into six clones and guarded six divine swords respectively. I didn't expect that the six clones were practicing alone for billions of years, and finally achieved the great success of the "Secret Book of Clans". Each of the six clones has the strength of the original body!"

Tian Xianzi, a super expert at the level of the Immortal Emperor in the Immortal World.

He was a friend of another immortal emperor Pojun back then. Pojun had the magical artifact Chixiao, but later died in the battle between immortals and demons. The magical artifact Chixiao also transformed into six into six divine swords, and was in six of the mortal world.

Before his death, the Immortal Emperor Pojun asked his friend Tian Xianzi to help guard the six magical artifacts for billions of years. As for why he asked for them for billions of years, even Tian Xianzi himself did not understand. The Immortal Emperor Pojun died before he could explain the reason.

Tian Xianzi was also practicing the "Secret Book of Clans" back then, so he agreed to this matter. Then, his body was transformed into six, and the six clones protected the six divine swords respectively.

It’s been almost a billion years since the last battle between immortals and demons.

For billions of years, Tian Xianzi's six clones were always separated, and they did not combine six into one. Unexpectedly, after billions of years, his clone skills reached a terrifying level. Generally, the clone skills of the immortal emperors and immortals have very low clones. It would be good to be able to divide a clone with half of his own skills. However, Tian Xianzi directly divided into six clones by himself, and the clone skills were very high, even close to the original body. Now that he has practiced for billions of years, he has finally achieved great success in the "Classic Book of Clans". The six clones have the power of the original body, which is equivalent to the six immortal emperors by himself.

Now Tian Xianzi dares to say that he is the number one master in the fairy world except for the Three Pure Ones.

"The artifact Chi Xiao was the first artifact in the six realms at that time. It's a pity, one minute and six, but the speed of the six magic swords was very fast. The purple lightning of the magic sword flew like purple lightning flashing, and its speed was amazing. My fairy, I spent a hundred years to refine six magic swords with the Mingyang stone. Unfortunately, the power is far from the limit, and the six magic swords are actually the level of low-grade magic weapons. It's really embarrassing!"

Tian Xianzi looked at the fairy sword in his hand, then looked at the five fairy swords on the ground behind him, not only sagging his mouth.

Tian Xianzi imitated the artifact Chi Xiao and also refined six immortal swords, namely the White Rainbow Immortal Sword, the Wind Immortal Sword, the Purple Lightning Immortal Sword, the Meteor Immortal Sword, the Qingming Immortal Sword, and the Hundred Miles Immortal Sword. (The imitation can only be considered an immortal sword, and the six swords of the artifact Chi Xiao itself are divine swords)

They are even low-grade immortal tools.

Tian Xianzi is an immortal emperor, and he can score one and six points. His skills are so strong that there are really few immortal emperors who can fight him. It is no wonder that he feels embarrassed that he is such a person who only refines low-grade immortal weapons.

"Fortunately, these six immortal swords can be fused. The fused Chi Xiao is only of the medium-grade immortal weapon level. However, the speed is very good. It can be compared with the speed of the top-grade immortal sword, and it is even a little more than a little!"

The only proud thing in Tian Xianzi's heart is speed. However, when thinking about the speed of the artifact Chi Xiao, looking at his imitation, it is not only embarrassing.

"Forget it, there is still one year to be counted as the ten thousand years. It's boring. What should I do? By the way, during the last battle between immortals and demons, there was a Qiankun bag that could not be released, and many experts in the Demon World directly included it. Well, I'll also make a Qiankun bag, which is called the 'Little Qiankun bag'!"

The bored fairy Tian smiled and began to refine what he called the "Little Qiankun Bag". As for the six immortal swords that imitated the magical artifact Chi Xiao, they were thrown in the corner like garbage.

Time passes...

No one knew that there was an immortal emperor in the Yunwu Mountain that was a billion years ago, and it had been in it for billions of years. Even the magic sword Zidian, one of the six-handled magic swords of Chixiao, was trapped in it.
Chapter completed!