Blood Emperor’s concerns make sense.

If all the temples are really destroyed, the Yuanxian Realm will be full of the six major springs.

Even if they hide their cultivation, they will still live under the eyes of others.

It would be completely easy for Yi to find them out at that time.

"Do you plan to leave the Yuanxian Realm and live in seclusion in the chaos and turmoil?"

"Even if we do that, we can't escape the pursuit of the slaughter, right?"

"And there is nothing in the chaos and turmoil. After staying for a long time, we will slowly decline."

"No, no, no."

The Emperor of Heart shook his finger.

"You misunderstood, I don't plan to exile myself."

"There is a place in the Yuanxian Realm that has not been affected by war from beginning to end. Haven't you noticed it?"

“Is there such a place?”

Emperor Xuan was surprised at first, but then suddenly thought of something.

"Xianwuzhou!"

The other people's eyes lit up.

"You mean the Ancient Saint of Wuding?"

"That's right."

The Emperor of Heart looked into a certain direction and slowly said, "Xianwuzhou is clearly in the range of Luoxian Palace, but it has not been occupied by any spring."

"I don't understand why this is the case."

"But no matter what, Yi did not move the ancient saint of Wuding."

"Perhaps, that person has a bigger background than we thought."

After he said this, the other gods fell into thought.

After a long time, the Blood Emperor suddenly said, "Why didn't you say this when discussing the matter?"

"Because Xianwuzhou cannot accommodate so many righteous gods."

"And if they don't continue to resist, where can we have a chance to retreat?"

Just as they were plotting their own way, Jiangcheng, which was far away in the fairy mountain of the Seizure Platform, had already started his journey to break through the level.

Stepping into the new world at the foot of this mountain, he found that his cultivation level was sealed out of thin air.

The remaining cultivation level is not even at the level of the Holy Lord, and can only be regarded as a high-level Taoist god.

After urging the heart of Taoism, the Holy Realm can no longer be used, after all, that is the signature ability of the Holy Lord.

The same is true for the soul and is limited to the realm of a higher-level Taoist god.

Brother Cheng has nothing to worry about this.

His strength is still there and has not disappeared, but he cannot be used under the restrictions of the special laws of this world.

"It should be a low-end plane that cannot bear the existence above the Holy Lord, right?"

The sergeant can survive in the sea of ​​laws, and he will definitely borrow the power of the third law like the Hall of Immortals.

Building a special world is not difficult.

But after a little sense of it with his soul, he found that his guess was wrong.

Because he sensed the breath of the Holy Lord in this world.

“What’s the situation?”

"Since this world can carry the Holy Lord, why am I still sealed to the higher level Taoist god?"

"Isn't you worthy?"

Brother Cheng withdrew his divine thoughts and flew towards the Taoist temple closest to him, intending to inquire about the situation.

As for the Holy Lord-level ‘strong man’ who was just scanned by his soul, soaring into the sky and looking for the snooping man just now, it was completely out of his consideration.

He can only use the emperor's soul-level soul power that is comparable to the Taoist God here, but he has finally reached an extremely high-quality heavenly soul.

It is far beyond the level of the Holy Lord's Yuan Soul.

The Taoist temple he was about to descend was called the View of Eternal Life, which is also a very common name in the cultivation world.

This view of immortality is not big or small.

About 700 disciples, half of whom are currently traveling outside.

At this time, in a bamboo forest behind the Taoist temple, seven or eight young men and women were surrounding a woman in a black Taoist robe.

"Yunzhi, if you don't hand over the order of immortality, don't blame us for being rude."

"That's right, what's the use of holding the token of the audience?"

"You can't convince the public at all in this position of the sage."

"My master is what everyone hopes for..."

The woman named Yunzhi turned pale with anger.

"you!"

"I used to take care of you more. Now my father's body is about to seize the position of the sacrificial master. I've seen it wrong!"

"You can't say that."

The young man in blue furnished with long sleeves, said calmly: "Although the view of immortality has always been the position of the hereditary master of your family, it is different from the past."

"Who made your father offend someone you shouldn't?"

"Now our view of immortality needs the older generation of masters who are sufficiently restrained to lead, otherwise they will only become a mess of sand, and the demise will only happen in a while..."

"that is."

Others also agreed.

"As the second elder, my master is not inferior to your father's strength. Why can't he sit in the position of the master?"

"If you ignore the overall situation again, don't blame us for not thinking about the friendship between the same school!"

"Yunzhi, we don't want to be strong on you, please be more aware of it!"

"Let me know the truth?"

Yunzhi smiled coldly.

"Why didn't the second elder come forward?"

She said, piercing her fingertips.

A drop of blood dripped, and before everyone could react, lines quickly drew through the air, forming a mysterious and complex patterned eucalyptus.

The seven or eight young men opposite were not panicked, but just sneered.

"You actually want to summon the general to come and help?"

"The drowning man just grabs the last straw."

"It's good to be able to summon an elite-level general."

"It's ridiculous to resist."

Their world is called the Calling Realm.

Most of the practitioners here have the talent for summoning and can summon creatures from other worlds out of thin air to help themselves fight.

But this kind of summoning is not omnipotent.

The strength of the Yuan generals summoned vary, and most of them are actually not as good as themselves.

And it cannot stay forever.

Most importantly, the ceremony of summoning the Yuan Generals comes at a price.

Either you lose some treasures you carry with you, or you damage your foundation and your own cultivation will fall.

Therefore, in the absence of a real desperate situation, few people will try this skill.

Everyone present had seen summoning scenes before, and the generals who were called were generally only ordinary, elite, and extremely few Yuan generals who could reach the master level.

And the master-level Yuan generals are just a little stronger than theirs.

Seeing the summoning array composed of the drop of blood light becoming brighter and brighter, the light soared into the sky, the young man in blue suddenly waved his sleeves and swept over.

"Even if it's just a master level, you can't succeed!"

Yunzhi was trying hard to summon her at this time and had no time to do anything else.

After being interrupted by him, the violent red light was swept clean like blue smoke.

"Has the last glimmer of hope been lost?"

Just when she was despairing inside, a darkness suddenly appeared above her head.

Immediately afterwards, a young man who was so handsome that he appeared in front of her.
Chapter completed!