The Tiansheng Sect of Qinglian Tianxia, Hao Miao Tianzun is still in his own training room, practicing day and night.
The sect competition that only happens once in a thousand years is coming soon. It is my best and only chance.
If they disappoint those high-ranking deities and find a replacement, then they will have nothing in sight.
Although I am called a scum by other cultivators and a pawn of those Heavenly Lords, so what?
This world is a world of winners and losers. As long as you have the strength to be strong, the real truth will be in your own hands.
Therefore, I can only succeed and not fail. If I fail, I will never have a chance to make a comeback.
Wisps of mysterious and powerful aura surround the Vast Heavenly Lord, exuding the majesty of the Heavenly Lord all the time, and it is unparalleled in power.
"Report!"
An inappropriate voice disrupted the rhythm at this time.
The Vast Heavenly Lord paid no attention to it and was just immersed in his own world, but the disciple outside obviously had no intention of stopping.
"boom!"
After a loud rumbling sound, the Vast Heavenly Lord broke through the barrier and came to the disciple in a flash, grabbing him in his hand like a chicken.
With just a slight exertion, a life was completely expelled.
"My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please spare my life."
The disciple kept struggling, but to no avail.
I really felt the murderous aura coming from the Vast Heavenly Lord, as if he was really going to destroy me.
"I have said it more than once, don't disturb me while I am practicing, don't disturb me, have you turned a deaf ear to my words?"
The Vast Heavenly Lord has a vicious attitude. Don't these guys know what it means to be possessed?
"Something really big has happened! Something really big has happened! Just listen to me first!"
"What's the big deal!"
Tianzun Haomiao forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and put down the disciple in his hand.
"News came from the desolate world, saying it was... saying it was..."
The disciple stammered and really didn't know how to report it. To be honest, he was still in a state of confusion and had not come back to his senses.
"Say what it is! Don't challenge my patience again!"
"At the critical moment of the war, the sects in the deserted world seemed to unite together to deal with our disciples. Elder Dongwang, including hundreds of disciples, all fell."
The disciple tried his best and finally finished the report.
"What did you say? They all fell, and no one survived? Why did those sects suddenly unite?"
Tianzun Hao Miao's heart skipped a beat. It was not that he cared about the death of those disciples, but that it was unbelievable that all the sects in the desolate world would unite.
Hasn’t the Northern faction become its own vassal and its minions? Why did such a change happen?
"It's true...it's true that they all died. As for why they united, I...I don't know either!"
"Are we going to send troops to desolate the world now?"
"No!"
Hao Miao Tianzun shook his head and let out a long breath.
"At this sensitive moment, it's not the time for me to take action. It's just a desolate world. Let them run around for a few more days!"
"When I unite the desolate world, they will be destroyed!"
"But...but are we going to let them go like this? They killed Elder Dongwang."
The disciple was unwilling to give in and obviously wanted to make a final struggle.
The Desolate World is not only the most barren world, but the cultivators there are also recognized as having the lowest strength.
Guys like this dare to resist their own sect. It would be unjustifiable if they were not given a thunderous blow.
"It's nothing to worry about. These are not things you should worry about. Go down."
"yes."
In desperation, the disciple could only retreat respectfully.
"I'm really angry!"
The Vast Heavenly Lord roared, and huge energy came from his body. The tables, chairs and benches around him were instantly blown away, which was so terrifying.
"It seems that you guys are really unwilling to give up until you see the Yellow River, and you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. I kindly gave you a chance to sublime, but you just don't cherish it. Then you can't blame me!"
"It won't be long before I will send you guys to hell."
The Vast Heavenly Lord immediately gave the death order to Desolate World, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
The final desolate world must accept destruction, and this is the price they have to pay.
As for now, it is obviously not the best time to attack.
After some venting, Hao Miao Tianzun devoted himself to cultivation again.
With the resistance of the desolate world, no one can predict how the other big guys in the world will behave?
Especially in the wild world of the demon clan, everything must be established with absolute strength in the end!
…
Ye Fan, Nan Yu and others, under the leadership of Immortal Zishuang, traveled through the Lingguang World and the Nether World, and finally came to one of the four major worlds in the Beidou Star Territory, the Beiming World, which was also the location of Ye Fan's previous sect.
As soon as he entered Beiming Tianxia, Ye Fan felt a familiar feeling.
Moreover, the spiritual power here is even more exaggerated, and the spiritual energy contained in the air is so rich that it can be called the supreme holy land for cultivators.
I finally understood why guys like Dong Wang were able to become invincible at the same level. This natural training place could naturally greatly improve their foundation.
"Boss, it's really too..."
"Stop, shut up and stop talking. No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak!"
Ye Fan, who had learned from the past, directly stopped the Heavenly Fire Evil God from speaking.
As the saying goes, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, so letting this guy open his mouth is a waste of life.
"You guys come with me first."
The Purple Frost Immortal in front spoke lightly, and then escaped into the forest below.
Seeing this, Ye Fan and Skyfire Evil God could only keep up with him.
When several people fell into the forest, Immortal Zishuang turned around with a solemn look on his face.
"Now we have entered the Beiming World. Although this is not the Qinglian World of the Tiansheng Sect, it is still full of dangers and cannot be taken lightly."
Immortal Zishuang couldn't help but cast his eyes on Ye Fan, and brought him back to Beimingtian. To put it bluntly, it was gambling.
If Ye Fan's identity is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.