Huhu~!

The sea breeze blows the water waves, and the ships follow the wind and break the waves, sailing in the boundless sea.

On the deck of a giant ship, Yun Ben held his hand on the handrail, and the salty sea breeze blew, bringing moist water vapor to his face.

Behind him, a group of martial arts disciples were either steering the ship or sailing, or looking at the sea in the distance.

To be more precise, he is sensing the Fangfang Xuan Gong realm that may exist somewhere in the sea.

The purpose of the high-rise ships drifting on the sea is the same as theirs, they are all looking for the mysterious realm that has been scattered all over the place after the catalog of ten thousand immortals was opened.

Phew~

At a certain moment, the ship in the distance suddenly turned its rudder and returned, attracting a group of martial arts disciples to look at it.

Shi saw ships returning one after another, and further away, there was sword light rising into the sky, and a cold voice echoed:

"This sea area is under the jurisdiction of my Lingtian Sword Sect. If you fellow Taoists have nothing important to do, please go elsewhere!"

"He needs to cheer up for this trip. If necessary, he may be able to rely on his gourd..."

"That's not necessary."

The fastest among them is the Lingtian Sword, which is only a hair's breadth away from Jiuyao.

Ying Qingqing is not a normal holy son of Tianli Sect, but the next generation leader appointed by Tianli Taoist!

He frowned inwardly and glanced at Gu Shen Tong. Seeing the latter's expressionless face, his heart skipped a beat.

"this……"

From fiction to reality!

The more the Wu Dou Sect develops and grows, the more terrifying and fearful these eleven families can be felt by these people.

To the naked eye, this small island seems to be the same as many islands in the endless sea, unremarkable.

Jiang Bicheng was in a daze.

Hearing this name, Yuan Ben couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and all the rank masters in the square couldn't help but feel a little commotion and fear.

Ying Qingqing's voice calmed down, he clapped his hands, and disciples of the Tianli Sect came down holding pieces of tokens:

Yuan Ben turned around.

He looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He still glanced at the crowd from time to time without fading away.

Hundreds or thousands?

…

As if aware of Yuan Ben's gaze, the man trembled and opened his eyes:

"Everyone should know that more than thirty years ago when Jiang Bi's catalog was opened, it was actually an alien demon who invaded the Ten Thousand Immortals Map, and this demon's ambitions are far beyond that! He really wants to disrupt our Longquan and destroy the world!"

"Demon Killing Order!"

It’s thousands!

Jiang Bicheng came back to his senses:

"I don't know..."

What this promise represents is Longquan Heaven and Earth!

"If you respond to calamity as a human being, you can naturally eliminate your own calamity to a certain extent."

Almost everyone in the world knows about the ‘Devil-Slaying Order’ in the Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Immortals, and there is no shortage of people who yearn for it.

"These Wang Muzhi all come from ancient times!"

Ying Wu spoke concisely and to the point, and raised his hand while speaking.

I just felt that there seemed to be stars twinkling under the white robe, from strength to decline, from one to eight hundred and eighty-seven...

Yuan Ben was given a token, which felt cold in his hands and felt a slight chill in his heart.

But it’s not as good as the odds behind that portal!

Thousands of divine lights are like tentacles stretching out and then withdrawing themselves.

"This island is probably from Jiang Bicheng!"

"This is……"

But in his perception, there was nothing in front of him. The island seemed to be between existence and non-existence...

The thoughts of everyone should be ruthless and clear, but they didn't care much. They just raised their hands and pressed weakly:

Buzz~!

In the more than seventy years since they came to the Longquan world, thanks to the strong spiritual energy and the techniques and rank diagrams provided by Yang Yu, the group of people have advanced very quickly.

In a corner of the deck not far from him, a rather bloated man was holding a gourd, squatting in the corner and snoring.

Before the voice fell, everyone present was already

They all fell to the ground involuntarily. Yuan Ben naturally did not resist and fell down in obedience to this mysterious force.

Not far away, under an ancient tree, Jiang Bicheng was playing with a small knife, feeling his own 'Martial Arts Star Lord', rank chart, and couldn't help but look sideways after hearing this:

"With this order, no matter where you are, you can enter this 'Ten Thousand Immortals Gate', and you can guide the direction of the devil..."

Although the Wudoumen's ships are illegal treasures, they are also blessed with various talismans. They can ride the wind and waves as easily as they can and can cross tens of thousands of sea miles in one day.

"call!"

What is the Eleven Family?

However, the eleven families headed by Wanshi Tianzong, Nirvana Temple and other holy places are still unshakable giants.

Yuan Ben retracted his gaze and looked at Han Jiu who walked out of the cabin. The latter frowned slightly:

This is the co-owner of Longquan!

"According to ancient legend, apart from the countless catastrophes that come all over the world, most of the catastrophes will leave a trace of life..."

Yuan Ben shook his head slightly, but couldn't help but glance forward from the corner of his eye.

But inside the empty valley, there were lush vegetation, the spring water was tinkling, and on the red stone lying in front of the stream, the incarnation of Wu Jian, dressed in white, closed his eyes and fell into concentration.

Under his body, there seems to be an endless sea of ​​stars, and the stars move and rumble with his breathing.

"Fool!"

Everyone felt the great pressure, and the power of seaweed rolled down like the sky, oppressing everyone's body, soul and will.

Fourteen?!

"These families want to use people to turn disasters, ah!"

Faintly, I could only feel that its body shape was changing, sometimes it was a dragon, sometimes it was a tiger, sometimes it seemed to have wings spread out...

"I invite you all to come here this time to discuss important matters!"

It was seventy-one years ago that the Juyuan Golden Pagoda appeared in this world. The Illustration of Ten Thousand Immortals was fully revived, and it had been more than thirty years since all kinds of kings and pastors had been wandering in the world.

More than thirty years have passed, and no one has been able to capture or kill even one of his incarnations...

A white-robed Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold, but as his gaze swept across, everyone in the square felt chills in their hearts.

Wu Dou Sect naturally cannot withstand those big sects and holy places, but Wang Muzhi is now in charge of thirteen places.

Yuan Ben glared at him and said again:

"Anyone who finds an incarnation of the devil can take away Wang Muzhi. If he finds his true body..."

Shocked, horrified!

At this time, a divine light rose up from the island, like a Taoist practice coming through the sky, guiding everyone.

So that’s what happened?

Hearing these words, the eyes of many rank masters present flickered.

"Martial Dou Sect is the only sect invited by the leader! You two will definitely not let him down..."

Tianli Sect, Lion God Leader, Da Sun Golden Palace, Refining Sect...

This look is simply not what a human being should have. There is no emotion, only an extremely hollow indifference.

"Using people to turn calamity?"

Ling Tianjian frowned, feeling great discomfort:

really!

"This is not a ruthless promise made by me, but a promise jointly made by the master of my holy religion and the three giants of immortals, Buddhas, and monsters!"

"It's hard to say. If it's fast, it's one or four years. If it's slow, it's not sure whether it's tens or hundreds of years..."

Buzz!

…
To be continued...