The vast sound of Tao resounded beside the old master Yuandao.

The spiritual charm of the sky swept over. The old real man picked up the incense of thread and bowed respectfully to the Two Realms Mountains, and then inserted it into the copper stove. The scent of cigarettes looked weak, but at this moment, it was covered with thousands of spiritual charms, and with the gentle mountain wind, it fell towards the mottled and cracked traces on the Two Realms Mountains.

At the same time, the dark light condensed into extremely complex seal patterns in the depths of the old Zhenren's eyes. These seal patterns were connected from beginning to end, turning into a bright wheel, reflecting the various things in front of the old Zhenren's eyes.

Even though the sword ancestor was beside him, the old real man was still staring at the Two Realms Mountain with all concentration.

Sure enough, he noticed some of the ground patterns hidden among the rugged rocks.

Think about it, the same is true. If there were indeed ancient immortals who used the dragon veins of the world to suppress all kinds of essences and Taoism, then what other methods could be found besides the ancient ways of geography and earth?

Even though the eternal years have passed, the traces of suppression in the past have long since disappeared. With the evolution of time, they have naturally merged into the mountain and completely turned into part of the two worlds. But this is the work of an immortal. There are always some that cannot be erased by time, and there are always traces that are destined to remain in the world!

As soon as he thought of this, the old real man threw the incense burner in his hand in front of him, and then his hands were mixed together, changing various magic seals and punching them into the curling smoke.

Then, with the condensation of infinite spiritual charm, a shallow and harmonious bright light emerges from the spiritual charm, and finally condenses into simple seal patterns, connecting the beginning and end, falling between the mountains.

The qi vibrates.

The mottled cracks have not yet seen any changes, but the Two Realms Mountains have shaken again.

The gravel rolled down, and the ground patterns still left in ancient history appeared and were tied to the seal patterns and chains condensed by the old real people.

Seeing this change, the old and gloomy expression of the sword ancestor suddenly changed. He was the ancient sword cultivator who was still in the world. In an instant, his turbid eyes showed light and looked up at the sky gate in the center of the sky above the sea of ​​clouds.

Since the beginning of the Yinming Realm Cave, the gateways between the world and the fairyland seem to be silently cut off.

After that, no matter how much luck is, it seems that it is difficult to see any magic order in the immortal land again, let alone the immortal walking on the dust.

Even at this moment, even though the old real person triggered the traces of the ground pattern they left in the world, the sky gate was closed, as if the saints and immortals in the Zixiao Dao Realm had not seen anything.

After a long time, he didn't see any movement. The Sword Ancestor slowly withdrew his gaze and kept looking at the old real man standing on the five-color jade altar. He wanted to say something several times, but in the end he wanted to speak but stopped and was silent for a long time.

For a long time, for a long time.

The old real man was still concentrating on maintaining the operation of the ancient sacrifice method, connecting the ground patterns with spiritual charm to make up for and suppressing the fine cracks on the mountain.

Finally, the Sword Ancestor suddenly sighed.

"Yuan Dao, you are too brave..."

"Great courage? No, Sword Ancestor, I just figured it out. Many things are covered up, so people in the world don't know it anymore. I'm afraid it may not be! If I touched the ground pattern of the Two Realms Mountain, it would be something earth-shaking. Then what would Xuanmen still do to promote the infinite catastrophe? It's amazing to have hundreds of ancient immortals, and not to mention that the saints and masters of the Zixiao Dao Realm took action, sweeping the eastern land and flattening the western region. Looking at the five places, how dare there be no one who is a disobedient Xuanmen?

Sword Ancestor, think clearly, it is not that we are jumping and insisting on being chess pieces, or being stubborn under the noses of others. But they have to play this game of chess. Since it is chess, there are wins and losses, losses and wins. Some chess pieces do not have eyes and loses, and some chess pieces are too bold to jump out of the game. Isn’t it natural to do anything else? As for other things, why do you want to do so much? Are you afraid of this and that, and you hesitate, and you are still trying to be a pig? This is the truth you always taught me."

Upon hearing this, the sword ancestor was silent for a long time, then he smiled silently and shook his head and said.

"Maybe you really think clearly, or maybe I'm really old in this world, the chess game... I've lost once, lost all the way and failed for many years. I hope you can accomplish it! Even if it had nothing to do with me at that time, it would still be enough to comfort me."

As the words came to an end, the sword ancestor pursed his lips and set his eyes on the Two Realms Mountain.

The fine cracks were compensated, but in the eyes of the Sword Ancestor, the cracks as thick as spider webs still deeply damaged the foundation of the Two Realms Mountain.

Before the old Master Yuandao said something, the Sword Ancestor calmed down and said in a cold tone.

"Refining Jiaye's legacy into the mountains of the two realms! The evil causes and consequences arise from one person. Such a crime will be unpatriotic even if you die, this move will not be considered a blasphemy. Otherwise, today's cause and effect will always fall on Taihua Immortal Sect in the future. Now the Buddhist fortune in the Western Regions is full of prosperity. Taihua Immortal Sect is the gateway to suppress the Western Regions and cannot withstand too much trouble. Moreover, if you swallow the spiritual charm of heaven and earth in this way, even if you make up for the cracks in the mountain, the two realms will be thousands of miles away, it will probably be desolate for a long time. This is not good."

Hearing this, the old real man on the jade hall just nodded.

Immediately, the sword ancestor suddenly turned around and raised the long sword in his hand. Before the bright light had bloomed completely, he was wrapped in thousands of sword lights and suddenly slashed toward a part of the half-hanging air.

The barriers of Sumeru were overwhelmed and shattered with one blow.

The next moment, the sharp sword light sank into the void turbulence. When the sword ancestor fell, it was clearly just a sting in the air. At the edge of the sword, there was a red blood dripping from the sword.

After another breath, lightning surging in the turbulent flow of the void. Master An Wenzi sacrificed the Lei Yuan Ding, and the circling light of light protected his body. He slowly walked out of the void and fell into the world.

There was no one behind him, and there was no figure of the young leader.

The earth immortal bowed to the sword ancestor from afar.

"More sword ancestors help me."

"It's okay."

After waved his hand, the two of them all fell on the old Master Yuandao.

The old real man carefully sensed the changes in the fortune of heavenly secrets, and the magic seal in his hand kept changing. The next moment, he shook his head with difficulty.

"The luck is also a bit worse. After all... the last sect in Lingshan has become the ancient Buddha of joy. Even if the first sect leader is killed, it will be difficult to increase the foundation..."

After hearing what the old real man said, the sword ancestor nodded, then turned his body and rose into the air.

When he spoke again, the glorious sound echoed in the Shura Field in front of the Two Realms Mountains.

"A disciple of Xuanmen, I will follow my order. I will preside over this disaster with the ancestor of Lei Zong! Kill out! Kill out of the Shura field and flatten the Wolf God Valley!"

When the words fell, the response to the sword ancestor was the sound of the cultivating mountains and seas in the Shura Field.

...

At the same time, in southern Xinjiang, next to the Dayuan Passage.

As early as when the Tathagata of the Original Vow took action to save the life of the Ancient Buddha Huanxi, the old ghosts of the Yuan Sect flew wildly and dispersed in a bang.

In such a chaotic situation, even if the soul-destroying ancestor who killed the Xuanhu Old Demon was killed, there were eyes from others. However, the old ghosts of the Yuan Sect were in a ghostly shape. At some point, they actually touched the Dayuan Pass.

He stared at the evil spirit pillar that soared into the sky carefully. An old man stroked the sparse hair on his head and took a deep breath like intoxication.

"Yin Ming! I haven't been back for a long time, Old Gui Zhang, how did you play last time?"

When the words fell, Zhang Huai on the side smiled softly.

"It's great. Everything is like yesterday. By the way, I also taught me to meet the successor of Mr. Lin. Let me first agree that I will give you a gift from our Pan Wang lineage. Your families must be prepared. That girl Qixuan has also returned to the world. If you meet you, don't teach that smart girl to choose your gift!"

"Entering the mother of my mother! Old Gui Zhang! Are you breathing like this? The descendant of Mr. Lin appears in the world. Why did you say such a big thing today! Let me think about the meeting gift... What did your Pan Wang lineage give?"

"Haha! It's nothing, I have taught him the ancient sacrifice method!"

"What a slut! You raising insects, do you know how to write the three ancient sacrificial methods? The left path in the left path! The side door in the side door!"

"Stop scolding! You can get rid of the rafts, hurry up and leave! After the Dao Gong comes to his senses, who can escape? That person has been smart since he was a child!"

"Let's go! Old Gui Zhang, after entering Yinming, I will settle the score with you!"

"Entering his ancestors! Liu Laogui, do you really think he has no temper? Are you talking about ancient sacrifices? Meeting ceremony! Meeting ceremony! His mouth is so smelly. Why didn't the Xuanmen kill you back then..."
Chapter completed!