A monk vomited blood and looked at the young man in front of him with a look of horror. The young man's face was really young, as if he was seventeen or eighteen years old. The elegant and bookish smell made the monk look like there was no threat at all!

"You...when did you enter the Mahayana stage..." The monk who looked at the young monk in horror, asked disgustingly!

"Thirty years ago!" The young monk said softly, and with a casual move, he saw a white flying sword full of spirituality suddenly emerge from his body!

"This...this sword..." The monk looked at the gentle white and delicate flying sword in a daze and shouted in a daze, "This flying sword..."

"Yes, it's the Demon Jade Sword!" The young monk looked at the gentle flying sword, gently and said, "The Demon Jade Sword refined with the hard work of 100,000 scholars!"

"Haha, Chu Wudao... The battle a hundred years ago forced you to advance, and even killed 100,000 ants to refine this magical jade sword that everyone in the cultivation world had to hear!" The monk said tragically, "In the battle, I just sneaked you behind my back. You are so narrow-minded..."

"The time has come, you... it's time to go on the road!" Chu Wudao said softly, and with a casual move, he saw that the white jade flying sword suddenly turned into dust in the void, and then all fell on the monk. The next moment, the monk's appearance suddenly began to rot, and countless essence and blood oozed out of his body, and then was absorbed by the dust...

The next moment, the monk suddenly burst out with a scream of white light. After a few breaths, he left a handful of white star dots floating in the void. But when he saw Chu Wudao's magic move, these white dust instantly condensed into a flying sword!

"Hmph!" Chu Wudao snorted coldly, then looked into the distance and said coldly: "Declare war, don't let me down..."

Here...is the universe!

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"Angry, you must die a good death!" A miserable roar suddenly turbulent in the universe, "I have actually refined such a terrifying thing, you... I curse you to be imprisoned under the laws of heaven for the rest of your life!"

"Hehehe... Old Gao Luo is immortal. How does this Pojun Heavenly Corpse I refined by Ancestor, how does it feel? Hehehehe..." The sinister smile of Antian Ancestor resounded throughout the world!

"Let..." A terrifying and sharp howl suddenly sounded. The next moment, I saw a shrill scream of death suddenly appeared in the astrological chart!

"Su Lin, it's not bad, you eat it well, I'm good to you, ancestor, I'm good to you! Grow up quickly, I will always find foods like Sanxian Sanmo, so that you can eat enough. At this speed, if you don't have the Piaomiao Sword Xintian, you will have the strength to fight with the Mahayana period, hehehehe..."

Here is in the universe of Piaomiao Jianxintian...

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"Boom..." Beyond Yu Zhexing, boundless turmoil arose, and countless cultivators' killings appeared outside Yu Zhexing!

Here, it has become a battlefield of killing, with countless broken limbs floating in the universe. If you are lucky, you will float to the periphery of the battle and then continue to drift. If you are unlucky, you will be affected in a blink of an eye and turn into cosmic dust...

This is the world of cultivation. As long as you are strong enough, you can win respect. As long as you are cruel enough, you can live for a long time. As if you are like Yu Zhexing, no matter who it is, when you lose your mind and kill with your enemy, the only thing you pay attention to... is that this battle range cannot affect Yu Zhexing!

"Swoosh..." A monk was bombarded into Yu Zhexing by his opponent, but the opponent looked unwilling to see the monk's enemy entering Yu Zhexing without coming out!

"Boom!" A flying sword suddenly rushed into Yuzhexing. The next moment, the flying sword suddenly became ashes!

After a while, the outer atmosphere above Yuzhexing suddenly rolled in clouds. Many monks stopped fighting and then looked at the change of Yuzhexing in front of them!

"Buzz..." A hole slowly appeared, and then thousands of purple lights flew out from it. The next moment, these purple lights separated, and each purple light corresponded to a monk! In a blink of an eye, these purple lights had turned into purple robes! All the monks present were already wearing fluttering purple outfits!

The lowest cultivation level of these monks is the Tianxin stage, and the highest ones are even dozens of the five-turn scattered immortals. However, the five-turn scattered immortals all rely on their identities and do not take action, but just watch it outside!

"All monks are not allowed to fight again, otherwise, don't blame me for the ruthless hand!" A cold voice resounded throughout the world, and a black light suddenly rose from afar, standing in the center of the huge gap formed by the clouds outside the Yuzhexing!

Many monks' eyes suddenly tightened and they whispered:

"Lord of Light!"

The cultivator Piaomiao Jianxintian who came was Mo Tianwei, the "Lord of Light"!

Mo Tian Weisheng's man was tall and big, with a figure comparable to Wan Qingkui. His appearance seemed very rough and full of a sense of tyrannical power! Looking at the void universe from afar, Mo Tian Wei snorted coldly and said, "The Purple Light Ten Thousand Immortals Conference welcomes all fellow Taoists!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw thousands of colorful dazzling lights flying from below Yuzhexing!

"I, Yu Zhexing, have prepared fine wine and fresh fruits, welcome everyone!" Mo Tianwei seemed very satisfied with the performance of these monks, and said with a slight expression on his face, then turned around and threw himself into Yu Zhexing and disappeared!

"Let's go!" A monk suddenly roared, "The Lord of Light has already said that the wine and fresh fruits are ready. I hope this real person can make a smooth breakthrough this time!" After saying that, he first entered Yuzhexing!

"Swoosh..." What followed was that millions of monks were throwing into Yuzhexing. No one had visited that place in the previous cosmic battlefield. For them, the battle just now was just an appetizer for this conference trip. In a real battle, you have to eat and drink enough to destroy both body and spirit of the enemy!

As soon as everyone entered Yuzhexing, they immediately saw a long void flying path in the void formed by disciples of Piaomiao Sword Xintian! This road lined up from the void to a certain place on the Yuzhexing Continent!

The two rows of disciples looked cold and handsome, and their eyes were filled with sharp air. Some monks from the Tianxin stage were shocked when they looked at these disciples because they could not see through what kind of cultivation these disciples actually had!

The power of Piaomiao Jianxintian has been maintained for a long time. Even the scattered immortals who can live for tens of thousands of years must be thousands of people. Adding ages one by one is probably enough to create the history of Piaomiao Jianxintian's creation... And her position, in the countless years and months of time, can be said to have been deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone, and no monk can shake his position!

Especially ten thousand years ago, dozens of powerful cultivators suddenly appeared in Piaomiao Sword Heart Heaven. These cultivators are the predecessors of the current main-level cultivators!

These thirty main-level monks appeared in the world of cultivation as if they appeared out of thin air. In the distance, a generation of new people replaced old people. However, the status of these thirty monks and the impression they gave to everyone are more terrifying and more arrogant!

The origin of this Purple Light Ten Thousand Immortals Conference... was also caused by these 30 main-level monks. Until today's conference, more than a dozen held!

They prepared many fine wine and fairy fruits, and countless treasures that can be improved by one breath of cultivators, in order to be a good friend and let these cultivators with grudges turn wars into jade!

But according to experience, it is more... to let these monks eat and drink, come here to kill each other, and then die... When this peace is old, the effect they receive is very slim...

However, many monks still participate in it, and what they do is these heavenly and earth fruits that can increase their own cultivation...

Perhaps, the good things here hide your own chance, which can allow you to break through the shackles, advance or even ascend!

Everyone followed the road all the way down, not daring to use their spiritual sense to explore the surrounding environment at all, but in the eyes, their destination was a mountain!

This mountain seemed to be flattened by someone with brute force. It was so large that even if it accommodated a million people, it would not be able to fill it!

On the smooth ground, countless tables and chairs were arranged in rows, and these tables and chairs were divided into two large plates. In front of these tables and chairs, there was a step. On the steps, a monk wearing black body armor stood there with a calm and solemn atmosphere, just like a mountain! When he stood with his hands behind his back, there was a look of contempt that meant the heaven and earth!

After everyone landed on the top of the mountain, special disciples immediately arranged them on the seats!

In fact, not everyone can see the main characters. More of them are just hearing the legends about them and every big thing they do!

But despite this, a considerable number of people recognized the powerful monk standing on the steps with his hands behind his back!
Chapter completed!