"Passing on the decree of the Holy Law, there is a chaos troll born in Kui Shuitian, and he will bring the doom of calamity to the world, and he should be punished!

Hold the Sword of Immortals, slay the Chaos Trolls, and remember to bring back the Doom of Calamity. Well, if you encounter the obstruction of a barbarian ancient beast, it is uncontrollable, and you should not easily kill the ancient beast at the level of the beast king. ”

The Taiqing Sage Lingde's sleeve robe was flicked, the gourd mouth tied at the cuff was opened, and a long sword with a terrifying killing machine was suspended in the air.

Zhuxian Sword, the sage sword of the ancient period, kills the sky, and can cut the sun and the moon.

It turned out to be the divine soldier of the Shangqing Sage Tongtian Sect Master, as for why it fell into the hands of the Taiqing Sage, this is a taboo, and no one in the Taiqing Palace dares to talk more.

"Obey the decree of the great master, we will definitely hold the sword to punish the demon!"

On the side, a Taoist boy stepped forward with a tray, and on it was a long sword scabbard, which was extremely simple and full of the vicissitudes of history.

"The sword qi of the Immortal Killing Sword is too heavy, and you can't fully control it. This is a scabbard made of the dragon skin of the Black Water Dragon King, and it can be sealed before it is unsheathed. ”

Hearing this, the Wuchang Immortal bowed down, sent the Zhuxian Killing Sword into the black dragon skin scabbard, and under the envious gaze of the immortals in the Mixed Yuan Palace, he directly stepped on the auspicious clouds and left the outer sky.

Looking at the stars outside the Taiqing Palace, Lingde's gaze was extremely profound, and a wisp of anger hidden in his gentle eyes emerged:

"Immortal King Ding! What else did this old puppet have arranged in the thirty-three days of the immortal world? It looks like he has to move the chess pieces in advance, don't let this mess ruin a big deal!"

The light and shadow shattered, the figure of the Taiqing saint gradually blurred, the originally agile statue returned to calm, the mighty saint's coercion dissipated, and the fairy creatures present spit out a breath of turbidity.

"What's going on? The saint hasn't appeared for 200,000 years, and today he gave the Immortal Killing Sword to a mere Chaos Troll, isn't it a bit of a fuss?"

Those who can practice in the Taiqing Palace are either the guardian immortals of the Lingtian Sect, or the disciples of the saints, who have been protected by the saints, survived the immeasurable calamities, and hid in the outer heavens to avoid disasters.

Since the Great Tribulation in the Middle Ages, the saint has lived in the Taiqing Palace for a long time, and the number of appearances will not exceed ten times, and each time he appears is because of an earth-shattering event in the fairy world.

It seems that there are demon god heirs such as chaos trolls in the fairy world, and it is usually not the turn of the saint to come forward, let alone send the powerhouse of the three heavenly immortal realms to carry the holy weapon to kill.

"Silence! Master's will is not something we can speculate on. Well, I have a disturbance in my heart, as if there is a cause and effect in the thirty-three days that has something to do with me. You wait for a good student to cultivate here, and don't disturb the order of the Taiqing Palace. ”

Among the monks in the Mixed Yuan Palace, there is an old Taoist with a pale face and frosty temples sitting on the north seat, he is wearing a brocade orchid woven silver Xuan imperial robe, holding the dust, as if he is closing his eyes to recuperate, and his breath is unfathomable and unpredictable.

This person is the first disciple of the Taiqing Palace, Xuandu, a true immortal cultivator, who presides over affairs in the Taiqing Palace, and is quite prestigious.

"Senior brother go, I've been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, where will there be any trouble. By the way, the ginseng fruit of the Earth Yuan Heaven should be ripe, don't forget to ask for a few, senior brother. ”

In the main hall, one of the youngest saint disciples in the Earth Immortal Realm swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly reminded Xuandu before leaving, for fear that he would forget.

"You slippery head, I've been thinking about Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree for thousands of years. Anyway, this seat will go on a trip, and I should be able to get you one or two. ”

···

Kui Shuitian, Tianhe territory.

Emperor Yunxiao's whole body was full of immortal energy, and without the suppression of the immortal king's thoughts, when Di Yunxiao was refining the immortal king ding, it was inevitable that he would be powerless.

For a full twelve hours, he had been straightening out the immortal aura in his limbs and hundreds of remains, and imprinted his Yuan Shen imprint on the inside of the Immortal King Ding bit by bit.

At noon the next day, he was able to refine the Immortal King Ding into one and a half, and he could barely put this Immortal Ding freely and no longer suffer from its backlash.

With the help of the Gu Immortal Sacred Weapon, he was already able to tear through the hazy cover of the Heavenly Dao and deduce a trace of heavenly opportunity.

"Heh, I didn't expect this king to have a bloody disaster! Who is the old monster who wants to go against it?"

"Lonely City, what are you muttering, Immortal King Ding was really refined by you?"

Feeling the complete disappearance of the Immortal King's thoughts, Chongwu Immortal Jun held the Five Elements Tianshan Seal, hurriedly came to Di Yunxiao's side, and asked in a deep voice.

There are many immortal weapons in the entire immortal realm, and there is no one in a hundred true immortal weapons, and the ancient immortal weapons have never heard of anyone who can control them except for the saints.

Witnessing Emperor Yunxiao get the Immortal King Ding, he still hasn't come back to it, as if everything in front of him will wake up from his dream in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! I almost fell in the Gate of Trials, if it weren't for the Immortal Slashing Flying Sword and the Yuan Tu Sword, I'm afraid it would have been damaged inside!"

took out a pill and swallowed it, and Di Yunxiao couldn't help but feel afraid of this dangerous game.

The Ninety-Nine Heavenly Road is very dangerous, and the final catastrophe turned out to be a scene of a Dacheng Heavenly Immortal and six Earth Immortal powerhouses besieging and killing.

Seven people held the immortal weapon to form a seven-killing array, when the Buddha killed the Buddha, when the god killed the god, he inspired the will of the ancient chaos demon god to come, incarnated as the demon god clone, with the help of two innate treasures, finally killed the seven people.

It was precisely because he had created such an immortal record in the peak realm of the Extreme Dao that he was able to alarm the incarnation of the Immortal King Breaking the Common People, and was instructed by his inheritance to understand the truth of many medieval catastrophes.

With the help of the refinement of the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Paths, in seven years, he refined and polished all his supernatural powers, merged the Thunder Dao, Fire Dao, and Buddha Dao into a heaven and earth oven, and opened his own avenue with the blood as the guide.

A road that no one has ever walked before!

If his previous chances of ascending to the Gu Immortal Sage Realm were less than half of them, then now they were at least thirty percent, or even more.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the holy weapon is obtained under nine deaths and one life, which is a supreme creation that cannot be exchanged for countless times of reincarnation. Camp Daybreak has almost packed up everything, shouldn't we leave?"

Chongwu Immortal Jun smashed his mouth twice, in seven years, the good brother who has been with him for hundreds of thousands of years has the opportunity to impact the realm of Gu Immortal Sage, and he said in his heart that it is not ecstasy, it is false.

"Don't be impatient! The outside world is not necessarily safer than here, and if someone wants to cut off my flag, they still need to arrange it. ”

As soon as these words came out, Chongwu Immortal Jun was immediately furious: "Who? What kind of thing that doesn't open his eyes dares to come to the Tianhe River to be presumptuous, don't you really think that Benjun's Tianshan Seal can't kill him?"

Looking back, Di Yunxiao pursed his lips and chuckled: "The saints are not benevolent, what can you do to them?"

"Saint?"

Chongwu Xianjun's expression froze, and he suddenly came to his senses, his brows twisted into a ball, and a crazy low roar exploded in his throat.

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