Fairy way

The huge fairy mountain is like a drop from the sky, lying in front of the passage.

None of the monks would have thought that the fairy mountain, which stands so quietly on weekdays, is just the cave of the immortals, and one day it will become something that kills their lives.

It's a pity that the people who entered Xianshan to witness the birth of Wanxiang Chessboard are no longer there.

Those who died died, those who fled escaped, those who disappeared disappeared.

Zhu Qianjue and Sun Shi were left, and they would never warn them.

Therefore, the monks entering the fairy tomb at this moment have no idea that this fairy mountain once had life because of the existence of the Wanxiang chessboard.

Although life is gone.

But such a strange and powerful fairy mountain that even retains the power of a saint.

Whether he is dead or not.

As long as he was alive, it was a very frightening thing.

If they knew, they would definitely pay attention to what was wrong with this fairy mountain.

Too bad they don't know.

Moreover, the passage to the spiritual world was right in front of them, and they didn't have the heart to pay attention to what was wrong with Xianshan.

So everything that happened at this moment was unexpected.

But it is extremely deadly.

The fairy mountain is shrouded in holy power, and the law of heaven and earth belonging to the fairy tomb seems to be operating again at this moment, and the majestic and vast spiritual energy gathers and merges into the fairy mountain.

Because the magic weapons of each sect have been brought into the passage of the spirit world, the laws of the fairy tomb can no longer be suppressed.

A huge mountain blocked the entrance of the passage.

Unless this fairy mountain is smashed, it is impossible to come out.

"You all deserve to die!" Wei'an phantom whispered death, the sky was full of endless brilliance, and countless beams of light fell from the sky.

Shifting stars.

In just an instant, hundreds of Nascent Soul Transformation God-level monks were easily slaughtered.

Several fit monks sacrificed magic weapons and struggled to support.

"How can it be so powerful? It's just a projection."

"Is this the power of the spirit world! It's terrible, we have no right to covet the treasures of the spirit world."

"Fellow daoists, don't be stingy anymore. If you have any powerful methods, use them quickly. At this time, only by working together can you survive."

Except for the top few monks, the others were as fragile as newborn babies in front of the projection of the God of Star Sea.

"Damn it, whoever used this fairy mountain to block our retreat is really despicable and shameless." Someone growled.

It's a pity that insulting doesn't change anything.

When Xinghai Shenjun saw such a scene, he could naturally understand that someone must have interfered with this matter, and even planned everything behind it.

But none of that matters.

Because it was indeed these people who killed his son.

So these people should pay for their lives.

As for the person who planned everything behind it, I will talk about it later.

"Thousands of galaxies, serve me as the master, the vast stars, slaughter immortals and guard the way, kill!!" The Xinghai God Lord showed his power, and the monstrous power crushed down, shattering everything.

This is too much to resist.

Mengze's face was ugly, and he immediately pinched an extremely complicated magic formula, sacrificed the Juxian Banner, and shouted: "Cangyue Sword God, Taoist Brutal, please help me."

Seeing this, Cangyue Sword God and Bulao Taoist seemed to understand something, and cast their spells to fly over.

The Juxian Banner gathers countless gods and shadows, turning into a mysterious palace, like a fairy palace.

Cangyue Sword God sacrificed his own Cangyue Divine Sword, and the space was shaken. Unfortunately, there is no land here, only endless void, so it is difficult to exert its maximum power.

The Bold Taoist also sacrificed the most powerful treasure from the Shengjing Immortal Mansion.

It was a simple and mysterious bronze bell, exuding an indescribable ancient atmosphere, as if it had been passed down through the ages, it could communicate with the world and shatter everything.

These three top treasures joined forces and attacked Xianshan together.

They knew that they were not the opponents of Xinghai Shenjun.

At this moment, I just hope that I can break the fairy mountain and escape back to the fairy tomb.

But alas, they failed.

The fairy mountain is not just a mountain full of aura, there is a fairy cave here, which is created by the law of the fairy tomb.

Under the urging of the fit cultivator, the three Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures erupted with the most powerful power.

But in the fairy mountain, there was a holy power flowing out to block the fairy mountain, blocking all the mighty power from the three treasures.

"What kind of power is this..." Mengze's voice trembled.

It was too difficult for them to understand.

Why can this fairy mountain block such an attack.

The voice of Xinghai Shenjun floated indifferently: "It's ridiculous, the fairy mountain where the sages realize the Tao, the Dao is blessed, and the holy power is shrouded, how can you break it."

Mengze and the others showed a terrified look in their eyes.

Because the stars all over the sky have fallen at this moment.

With unparalleled power.

This day is destined to be a day when the literary world and the world of cultivating immortals will fall into darkness.

Countless monks have no more news.

Powerful monks from all sects and sects fell one after another.

The tragic death toll shocked the world.

None of the monks who entered the fairy tomb survived.

No one even knew what was going on.

I only know that on that day, the pure spiritual rain kept falling from the sky, and the outside of the fairy tomb was filled with spiritual energy like a fairyland, and countless spiritual trees and fairy grass grew out.

In the fairy tomb, the space is distorted, the avenue is vibrating, and a terrible roar can be vaguely heard, as if it is the movement produced by the distortion of the deepest law.

All the sects were severely injured.

Not only lost the top monks in the sect.

And at least one treasure is lost forever.

Some of the more miserable sects, such as the most powerful Shengjing Immortal Mansion, took two pieces of Tongtian Lingbao to the fairy tomb, but they couldn't return both.

This can be described as unprecedented damage.

No matter how to cast a spell outside the fairy tomb.

All connections seemed to be cut off, and there was no response.

The vast majority of sects can be said to be gloomy.

But some sects are different.

For example... Qing Yunzong.

Knowing everything that happened today, the Qingyun Sect can be said to be celebrating together, it is very lively, and the whole place is filled with a festive atmosphere like the New Year.

In this catastrophe, Qing Yunzong was basically unscathed.

There were no disciples in the fairy tomb, so there were no casualties.

All sects and sects encircled and suppressed the little god Qin Zhao, because it was Yaochi Shengjing Immortal Mansion who took the lead, so Qing Yunzong naturally did not receive the invitation, and of course they would not go if they did.

The monks of Qingyun Sect neither died, nor did they leave any treasures in the fairy tomb.

Although the overall strength has not changed.

But in this situation, the decline of the enemy's strength means the rise of one's own strength.

At least in the future, under the targets of various sects, it will be much easier.

This is of course a great thing for Qing Yunzong.

Certainly well worth celebrating.

"Okay, well done." Jiang Chen, the lord of Qingyun Sect, laughed loudly, and the sound spread throughout Qingyun Xianshan: "It is said that this matter was secretly planned by someone behind the scenes."

"If you let me know which fellow Taoist did it, I will definitely become sworn brothers with him, hahahahahaha."