"With your Divine Seal Sect, get out!" the voice of heaven and earth resounded in vain in the sky.

The sound was like flowing water, impacting the terrifying coercion, and the coercion hovering over Han Jian and the others immediately disappeared.

Lin Xuan's figure shook suddenly, and he raised his head, looking at the sky behind him in disbelief.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly roared, and the sound of a roar shook the earth.

In this roaring heaven and earth, a crazy coercion spread out in the sky, and several figures emerged there.

"Divine Seal Sect, do you really think that my Sword God Sect is easy to bully?" The roar still resounded through the heavens and the earth, and for a while, this sound was like a dragon groan, hovering in the sky.

This roar was followed by several high-pitched dragon moans, and the figures became clearer and clearer.

"The majesty of the Sword God Sect is inviolable, even if you are the Divine Seal Sect!" Bang, the heavens and the earth shook in vain, and this roar seemed to come not from the front, but from the ancients.

The aura of heaven and earth went berserk in vain, and endless coercion pressed towards Lin Xuan and the others.

"Qingjue!" Those sect masters on the floating island all looked at those figures in disbelief, and the leader was actually the patriarch of the Qinglong clan.

"The Four Ancient Clans, the Qinglong Clan!" Seeing this scene, the sect masters of the second-rate sects who were originally discussing were all quiet, their faces were quite solemn, and the Qinglong Clan actually came forward for the Sword God Sect.

"In ancient times, the Sword God Sect controlled the three major halls, the four ancient clans!" Qing Jue's voice was still ringing: "Although it is defeated now, now the Qinglong Clan is back!"

"Sword God Ancient Clan, Green Dragon Clan!" Several high-pitched dragon groans resounded again, and the violent aura between heaven and earth suddenly formed a seat, and next to that seat was a sword.

"The Blue Dragon Clan is back!" A frenzied coercion continued to hover between heaven and earth, and the dragon's groans pierced through the surrounding void, and its spatial turbulence gushed out like flowing water.

The dragon's groan hovered in the sky, and for a moment, countless eyes fell on the sky, on the strange seat, and on the sword.

The dragon's groans became higher and higher, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, a green dragon phantom appeared in the wind spiritual energy and thunder spiritual energy, and the sleeping dragon finally awakened, and the green dragon phantom flew around the seat.

On that seat, everyone felt a force that was enough to destroy heaven and earth, and for this power, Jian Xue also felt a tingling of his scalp.

"What's that?" Lin Xuan whispered, a tremor spreading from the depths of his soul.

And the disciples of the Immortal Sect below were even more shocked to find that their sword weapons were vibrating, and the tips of their swords pointed at the sword next to the seat, as if the subjects had seen the emperor's submission.

On the floating island, on top of the tallest building, Xuanyuan Ye stood at the top, opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the seat through the surrounding clouds, and a solemn color appeared on his face for the first time: "Supreme throne, appear!"

The endless sword qi was converging in the void, and the master of the Sword God Hall was sitting in it, and he also opened his eyes and looked at the scene below, with a hint of surprise dancing in his dark eyes.

"Supreme Throne, manifest!" said Huang Pu, the hall master of the Martial God Temple, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This chess game is getting more and more chaotic, but this is what makes it interesting!" In the distant void, the prince stood in the wind and snow, and its snowflakes flew around him.

"It turns out that the Supreme Throne really exists!" A black mist hovered strangely in the air tens of thousands of meters away from the floating island.

"Supreme Throne!" A dilapidated courtyard sect, the proud son of the martial god opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly confused, and finally fell into self-cultivation again, "Is the era of the moon god coming?" [August 1 Chinese wWw.zzzcn.Com]

That seat was the Supreme Throne, the Supreme Throne that evolved from the will of the moon gods for generations.

At the beginning, when Ye Chen's Moon God Mark awakened, the Supreme Throne also appeared.

The figures of Qing Jue and the others finally appeared in the eyes of everyone, and they came on the wind, and purple lightning surrounded them.

"Sword God Ancient Clan, Qinglong Clan!" raised his head, Qing Jue roared, this voice not only came from him, but also represented countless generations of Qinglong Clan.

This long howl informed the world that the Qinglong Clan had returned to the Sword God Gate. And at this moment, a streamer of light shot out from the supreme throne in vain, and the streamer crossed the sky like a rainbow, shooting into the center of the pure eyebrows, and blending into the pure soul.

A cyan mark appeared at the center of Qing Jue's eyebrows, and for a while, the momentum on Qing Jue's body skyrocketed again.

In the distant void, when the prince saw this scene, he chuckled: "The first guardian of the five generations, the guardian of the green dragon!"

A call from the ancients, Qing Jue raised his head and stared at the flying green dragon phantom, he knew that at this moment, he had become the fifth generation of the green dragon, the guardian of the green dragon.

The Supreme Throne is not only integrated with the will of several generations of moon gods, but also into the will of several generations of green dragons, and at this moment, Qing Jue has been recognized by the green dragons of all generations.

The mark that emerges from the center of the eyebrows is the mark of the green dragon, the mark of the first generation of the green dragon.

For a while, its terrifying momentum condensed out of Qing Jue's body, and the violent aura gushed out of Qing Jue's body, and Qing Jue's originally stagnant cultivation was greatly improved by a few points.

The power of heaven and earth permeated everyone's hearts, and everyone looked at this scene in shock, what was going on?

"Sword God Ancient Clan, White Tiger Clan!" As the dragon's groan hovered in the void, a roar rang out in vain.

The tiger's roar vibrated and in an instant, the ice above the sea shattered.

The cold was pervasive, and several Changhong shot down on the floating island, like a tiger coming down the mountain, shaking the sky and breaking the void with just a roar.

"The Four Ancient Clans of the White Tiger Clan!" The chill hit, the sea water that shot up condensed into ice again, a crazy coercion swirled between heaven and earth, and the water spiritual energy was frantically stirring around, and the tiger finally roared again, and a huge phantom appeared above the Supreme Throne, and it was a roaring tiger! The phantom of the white tiger came to life, and a pair of eyes glowing with blue light swept between heaven and earth.

The warriors who were swept by the gaze retreated a few steps back, a chill that spread through the depths of their souls.

The coercion condensed on the Supreme Throne became more and more terrifying, and this coercion made the Lingwu Realm martial artists feel shocked, and they had to use their true qi to resist.

Bang bang! The Absolute Forest stepped out in the endless wind and snow, and every step was like a tiger taking a step, and each step made the heaven and earth within a radius of several miles feel vibrate.

A chill filled the forest all around, and the snowflakes fell, turning into a sharp sword that pierced into the sky.

And at this moment, a tiger roar sounded on the supreme throne, and the blue light was pervasive, and a blue light shot out, submerging into the depths of the eyebrows of the Absolute Forest, and its blue light transformed into the phantom of a white tiger, and finally formed a mark.

This imprint melted into the depths of the Absolute Forest's mind, and for a while, the momentum of the Absolute Forest skyrocketed again.

The mark of the white tiger possessed by the first generation of white tigers, there is no doubt that the Jelin has been recognized by several generations of white tigers, and from today on, he is the fifth generation of white tigers.

Seeing through the clouds, seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Ye sighed slightly, and said to himself: "The second guardian, the White Tiger Guardian!"

The coercion of the Supreme Throne was even more terrifying than that of Lin Xuan and the others, and for a while, the general trend formed by the previous three sects immediately collapsed and disappeared.

Instead, there is the general trend on the supreme throne, this is the general trend from the ancient sword god, this general trend, no one can shake it, not even the three great hall masters who are high above.

Countless eyes were paying attention to this scene, and this scene had already shocked everyone.

However, the roar was still not over, and after the tiger roar, a voice of heaven and earth sounded again: "Sword God Ancient Clan, Xuanwu Clan!"

The sound of heaven and earth turned into a substantial sound sword, condensed out, and its sword qi permeated all around, and this sound sword turned into a long rainbow, straight into the sky, breaking through the sky.

The clouds shattered, and the surrounding snowflakes turned into nothingness! And at this moment, the thunder surged in vain in the turbulence, and in a short time, raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky and fell on the earth.

The raindrops fell on the ice below, and the ice rose wildly, but the ice was as calm as the earth, and it was able to withstand the power of heaven and earth.

The howl sounded, and the endless earthly spiritual energy gushed out all around, turning into a shocking phantom, which expanded infinitely, and its head seemed to touch the sky and its feet stepped on the ground.

A Xuanwu phantom condensed out, and the Xuanwu phantom stood quietly below the Supreme Throne, with the Supreme Throne on its head.

For a while, the coercion on the supreme throne became more and more terrifying, and in the face of this coercion, the martial arts of the Martial Dao Realm had to temporarily avoid the edge.

The powerhouses of those first-class sects all looked at this scene with solemn faces, the coercion was too terrifying, and it was even more terrifying than the will of martial arts.

A dull sound rang out, and several tall figures walked out of the endless void, and with each step, the turbulence of space under their feet stopped strangely, as if turning into the earth.

"The Xuanwu Clan is back!" "The Xuanwu Clan is back!" the Xuanblade stepped through the spatial turbulence and walked out of the endless void.

A flash of yellow light shot out from the Supreme Throne, transforming into a Xuanwu Phantom, submerging into the depths of Xuanblade's eyebrows and merging into his soul.

For a while, the momentum on Xuanzhi's body also skyrocketed again, and a Xuanwu mark appeared at the center of his eyebrows, like a peerless forest, and Xuanjian became a Xuanwu guardian.

"Third Guardian, Xuanwu Guardian!" In the endless void, the sword aura was permeated, and Murong Yu, the hall master of the Sword God Temple, sat in it, slowly opened his eyes, and then shook his head, "It's a pity that the Vermilion Bird Clan has been returned to the Moon God Temple, it's a pity!"

Qing Jue raised his head and stared at the floating island, the same goes for the Absolute Forest and the Xuan Blade, they are waiting for someone, the Fire Emperor, the patriarch of the Vermilion Bird Clan.

However, the Fire Emperor did not appear, and the aura around him gradually returned to normal, and the Blue Dragon Phantom, the White Tiger Phantom, the Xuanwu Phantom, and the Supreme Throne gradually dissipated in the void and turned into nothingness.

"Have you made a decision?Fire Emperor!" Qing Jue sighed slightly, stepped forward again, and in just an instant, the figures of the Qinglong Clan appeared next to Han Jian and the others.

The White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan followed closely behind, and for a while, the three of them stood together, looking at Lin Xuan, Yu Fang, and Purple Python indifferently.

Qing Jue said lightly: "The person I want to kill in the Sword God Sect, your Divine Seal Sect can't protect it!"