On the Killing Mountain, countless hidden elders looked at the two people who were arched with silent expressions: Yin Zhengfeng, lack of tenacity!

Nearly hundreds of hidden cultivators were all unable to resist the ascension thunder tribulation when they were overcoming the tribulation. In desperation, they had no choice but to help but resolve the seniors of Piaomiao Jianxintian who practiced the sanxian. The cultivation of this group of people was often six turns and seven turns. If each sanxian entered the world of cultivation, he could be said to be a peak master of the generation. Even if he established a sect, countless cultivators would follow him! But at this moment, they would rather live in this sanctuary and rotten mountain!

They are the seniors of Piaomiao Jianxintian who are above the sentient beings in the cultivation world. Some of them have even grown up on this Yuzhexing Star since childhood. Few people can compare their feelings for Piaomiao Jianxintian! But these people's thoughts are also the most stubborn old guys in Piaomiao Jianxintian!

They claimed to be the successor of the Piaomiao Sword Heart Tian Zheng, and they were extremely disdainful of Luo Tiangang, Wan Qingkui and others. They also had a better seniority and were extremely extreme in their minds. They were all led by Yu Zhenren's junior brother Yin Zhengfeng, and even regarded Quren as the successor of the next generation of Piaomiao Sword Heart Tian Zun!

But now, because of the strong cultivation of outsiders led by Luo Tiangang, Wan Qingkui and other group of master-level monks, they seem to be helpless and have low strength!

Yin Zhengfeng closed his eyelids slightly, sat cross-legged on the futon, and whispered: "Disciple, what did that person... say?"

"He said..." Que Ren pondered for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and responded, "He Xiaoqi quits automatically and warns us not to go against that laughter!"

"Hmph!" Yin Zhengfeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Que Ren coldly and snorted coldly! Que Ren looked at his master cautiously, lowered his head quickly, but continued with some confusion in his heart: "Master, this laughter is among those people, and his cultivation is at the bottom. I don't know what magical things are like when he is!"

"This is just a trick of Fantian crying, and it is intended to let me withdraw from the battle for the Lord!" Yin Zhengfeng snorted coldly, "Their group of people are insidious and cunning, and their minds are very strange. I... I am very worried that my Piaomiao Sword Xintian Zhengorthodox will never recover from now on!"

"Senior brother, we must take back the position of Lord!" A sanime suddenly said coldly, "I don't believe it anymore. What kind of power is that smile? Senior brother, junior brother has a way!"

"We can try this kid, or..." The elder of the Sanxian looked at Que Ren gloomyly, and stroked his right hand around his neck, which was self-evident!

The elders around him looked at the movements of the scattered immortal and immediately pondered. A trace of sharpness flashed in Yin Zhengfeng's eyes, and he looked at these junior brothers and fell slightly silent!

A trace of ferocious look appeared on Que Ren's ordinary appearance, and he said indifferently: "This method... works!"

"Yes, this method is feasible!" The elders around him suddenly nodded and said, "My Piaomiao Sword Heart Heaven's orthodox orthodox must be inherited by us. How can outsiders decide the position of the Lord? At this moment, we cannot compete with them, so we cannot walk the road of light!"

A trace of indifference appeared on the corner of Yin Zhengfeng's mouth: "No matter what path he takes, in the world of cultivation, only the strong have the right to speak!"

At this moment, a trace of ruthless voice suddenly came from the Kushen Mountain: "Uncle Yin is right, only the strong have the right to speak!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of more than a hundred monks changed drastically. Yin Zhengfeng suddenly had a gloomy face, stood up and looked at the gloomy sky and said, "Wang Dafu, you are so brave!"

As soon as these words were said, the sky suddenly changed wildly, and the land above the Killing Mountain was suddenly shrouded in a sharp aura of destruction. The territory of tens of millions of square kilometers instantly changed color, and the mountain wind roared!

"Swoosh!" A sword light suddenly fell from the sky. Wang Dafu, who was covered in a luxurious and precious light, sat cross-legged on the sky above the Killed Mountain, looking down at Yin Zhengfeng and other people below indifferently!

"Uncle Yin, your courage... is even greater than me. He dares to frame the future heir of the Lord!"

"He is not qualified to inherit the position of the Lord!" Que Ren looked at Wang Dafu with a destructive aura, and suddenly roared with the presence of a group of elders around him, "He is just an outside disciple, and his cultivation is even more shallow! What qualifications does he have to inherit the position of the Lord? Why should you, the outside monks, control the position of the Lord!"

Yin Zhengfeng looked at Wang Dafu after taking the conversation and looked at Wang Dafu coldly and said, "My disciple is right, and... what qualifications do you have to talk to your uncles like this! Why didn't Luo Tiangang and Wan Qingkui teach you how to keep a few words of verbal virtues in your mouth!"

Wang Dafu sighed leisurely, looked down at the group of people below with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "It's just a group of ants, the light of fireflies! You can kill any one, but... it hit my apprentice, hum!"

With the last cold snorkeling, a trace of sharp destructive aura suddenly mixed with it, which immediately made the hearts of hundreds of scattered immortals feel as if they were stabbed by a sharp sword. They instantly trembled in their body and mind, and their internal organs were madly oppressed!

For a moment, a trace of blood suddenly flowed out of the corners of the mouths of the more than 100 monks!

"I can't kill all of you ants!" Wang Dafu sighed, then raised his head slightly, looked in the sky, and said calmly: "Brothers, I... take a step first, and wait for you to return to your position in the heaven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dafu's body suddenly trembled wildly, and the treasure lights suddenly dissipated from the inside out...

For a moment, a stream of rich aura that made people feel intoxicated suddenly burst out wildly. In just a few breaths, one-fifth of Yuzhexing's territory was spread all over the territory!

More than a hundred immortals were fascinated by the rich energy of heaven and earth that suddenly appeared, and suddenly fell into a state of loss of mind. Even if they were not tenacious, their eyes flashed with intoxication...

Dozens of main-level monks felt this huge and rich aura, and Wang Dafu's voice sounded in their ears, a clear smile appeared in their eyes, and then nodded gently!

Under the treasure light, Wang Dafu's body, his hands quietly spread out. Ten fingers were like sharp swords in the sky, and instantly filled with destructive auras. Under the cold eyes, ten fingers suddenly shook and shouted in his mouth: "Tiangang Treasure Light Heart-Guarding Sword Formation!"

A trace of misty sword light flew out from the fingers instantly. These sword lights suddenly turned into hundreds of ways, and in the air, they instantly pierced into a group of monks below. Yin Zhengfeng and Que Ren were even shot into two ways!

As soon as these misty sword intents entered the bodies of these people, they seemed to have used their fixed body technique, and suddenly turned a group of people into a stubborn stone and remained motionless!

Looking at the scene below, Wang Dafu pursed his lips slightly, feeling his body's breath becoming more and more crazy, and shouted: "Tiangang Sword Prison, only the Lord will be destroyed!"

As if there was something in the dark, as soon as Wan Qingkui finished speaking, a rich aura suddenly moved in the sky over his head, but in a flash, it solidified into huge sword lights. When counting carefully, there were as many as 108 sword lights. Each of these sword lights was a hundred feet long and several feet wide!

"Buzz...buzz..." A stream of turmoil erupted from the hundreds and eight sword lights. With Wang Dafu's gesture, the sky turned over and the wind and clouds changed color in an instant!

One hundred and eight sword lights were slamming down towards the Kushen Mountain!

Dozens of main-level monks above Yuzhexing shouted in a low voice: "Feng!"

"Feng!" Wang Dafu suddenly let out a long and loud roar. As the gesture pressed down, one hundred and eight sword lights were immediately spread across 108 places around Kushen Mountain, and then inserted hard onto the ground!

"Boom..." A turbulent force suddenly stirred up fiercely on the Yuzhexing, as if a god came to the world, causing the Taoist hearts of countless Piaomiao Jianxin Tian cultivators to tremble!

Countless people didn't know what happened, but suddenly the voice of the Lord Luo Tiangang sounded in their ears: "Don't panic, my disciple Piaomiao Jianxintian. This is my junior brother Wang Dafu casting spells!"

As soon as these monks said this, a hint of clarity flashed in their eyes, but they were confused in their hearts: Why cast spells, and where to cast spells?

As soon as one hundred and eight sword lights penetrated into the ground, they disappeared in the next moment. However, in this Killing Mountain, a closed aura suddenly appeared. Outside the Killing Mountain, it seemed that the mountain did exist, but the cultivator's aura could not lock in the specific part of the mountain at all, as if in the feeling... This mountain did not exist!

After Wang Dafu finished casting the spell, he stood up and felt the great cultivation in his body. He was rising wildly. Looking at a place in Yu Zhexing, a trace of color flashed in his eyes, and his whole body suddenly rose up madly!

"I... take a step first!" Wang Dafu laughed wildly, and the next moment, his body suddenly shot into the clouds...

"Bang!" A stream of fluctuations exploded, and a crazy explosion occurred in the universe. A strange fluctuation stirred violently like time traveling!

"That fat man is one step ahead of us. Brothers, when these little guys wake up from seclusion, it's almost time for us to leave!" Luo Tiangang said in a low voice, a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes...

Wan Qingkui whispered in the top of the mountains: "Yes, that place is very missed..."

"Boom..." The strange wave in the universe expanded its diameter frantically. In a blink of an eye, the diameter range had reached tens of thousands of kilometers, hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and million kilometers...

Wang Dafu felt the madness of his breath. Looking at the void ahead, he suddenly formed a magic seal with his hands. But as soon as the magic seal came out, a magnificent aura suddenly shot out and shot into the universe starry sky ahead!

"Open!" The vast sound suddenly exploded into the universe. A little point in the starry sky ahead instantly stimulated a trace of starlight. In the blink of an eye, the starlight turned into a vortex of flashing light, with a diameter of 50 million kilometers!

A trace of mysterious and vast aura suddenly came from the vortex, but it did not overflow into the universe at all!

A cold voice suddenly resounded through the void: "Who is the monster who dares to open the cracks in the fairy world space without authorization and seek death!"

A trace of disdain flashed across Wang Dafu's mouth, and his bloated body rushed towards the vortex. His precious light flashed wildly and shouted in his mouth: "Garbage, get out of here!"

"This breath...this breath is not good to flash!" A mess of ghosts and howls suddenly came from the vortex. The next moment, Wang Dafu's body suddenly shot into the vortex!

As soon as he entered the vortex, Wang Dafu's body suddenly felt an unparalleled sword intent, and he immediately knocked the owner of the small-small voices around him to the point of not even leaving a scum!

Wang Dafu felt the surging cultivation level increase linearly, and his flying body instantly turned into a red fireball with a diameter of one million kilometers. When he flew wildly, Wang Dafu himself formed a series of crazy magic seals in the center of the fireball. As the magic seal was formed, Wang Dafu roared wildly towards the depths of the fairy world with his heart:

"The Lord of Tiangang and Earth Demons is here!"
Chapter completed!