Legend has it that when the demons were in turmoil in the world, many great powers emerged in the world, and under several battles, the magic weapon was exhausted, and the incomparably strong, the origin of the world, the desolate continent, was smashed into pieces. Countless fragments were scattered in the turbulence of time and space, and then several Dao Ancestors took advantage of the opportunity of this desolation to seal the demon clan in one fell swoop, and even divided the worlds, and established the laws of heaven and man, so that many spaces such as the fairy world and the human world appeared.

These realms are only the largest fragments of the Flood Desolation refined, as for those smaller fragments, some of them were collected by the Great Divine Power Cultivators and refined into their own cave heavens, while more of them are still floating in the spatial turbulence. And this world seed is actually the key to open a desolate fragment, this kind of seed may be a broken branch and a stone, in short, everything is possible, but it can enable people to enter the desolate fragment to which they belong and control a realm.

Speaking of which, the Boundary Seal that Gan Ping mastered was a fragment of the Flood Desolation that Emperor Jun obtained at that time, which was refined by fusing the power of the Sun Melting Gold Furnace. It's a pity that this sealing realm is just the tiniest piece of inconspicuous fragments, and even a spiritual vein is not enshrined, so no one treats him as a treasure, and finally consumes it like this. However, according to legend, the ancient Buddha cultivation found a piece of desolation that was comparable to the immortal world, and finally the entire Buddha cultivation escaped from the world and established the Buddha world at the end of the endless starry sky.

Mo Yongfeng stood at the top of the mountain of the Two Realms and looked coldly at the monks who were eyeing him. However, his heart was cold, and the Yulong Mountain was a vein, rising from the Two Realms Mountain, until the Broken Soul Ridge 69,000 miles away, which penetrated into the heart of the earth and disappeared. These two realm mountains are the dragon head of the spiritual vein of Yulong Mountain of Miaocheng Sect, if you want to break the sect, you must first destroy this spiritual vein, so that the mountain protection array cannot run, before you can succeed.

I hated those masters and others in my sect, who were blocked by the golden immortals of the four major families from millions of miles away, and it was difficult to turn around, even the real people who guarded the silver were dragged to death, and the loyal elite disciples in the sect were taken away by Gan Ping for training, and there was no one available for a while. No anger, no boundaries, and no gods have to guard the mountain gate to prevent those who are unscrupulous from turning against the water, and the mountains and lands of these two realms can only be guarded by Mo Yifeng and Wuyin.

Apart from this Miao Cheng Sect's first sword cultivator and the first formation master, who else can take on such a heavy responsibility? Thinking of the words that the master of the sect had said to him that he would retreat if he couldn't resist when he came, Mo Yifeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, could it be that he still had a way to retreat? Where else could he retreat? If the Two Realms Mountain was lost and the source of the dragon vein was sealed, then the power of his Miaocheng Sect's Yulong Mountain Mountain Protection Array would be reduced by at least thirty percent, and in the face of the many scattered cultivators who were eyeing him, how would he and the others face it?

Unexpectedly, the things sent by the demon clan three days ago turned out to be so attractive. However, what made Mo Yongfeng happy was that those big sects were just holding a wait-and-see attitude, and what was besieging Miaocheng Sect at the moment were the four major families and countless scattered cultivators, as well as some small sects that did not enter the stream. These four major families are really vicious, and after hearing that Miao Chengzong has obtained a world seed, they immediately launched an edict, and even contacted the scattered cultivators and small sects of the entire Zihua Immortal Mansion, and came to the door, looking like they were unwilling to give up.

"Mo Yongfeng, tell your family master, quickly hand over the seeds of the world, and we will disperse to ensure that your Miao Chengzong is not harmed!" A middle-aged man wearing a high crown stood with a sword on his head and shouted at Mo Yongfeng. Mo Yifeng laughed, he has stopped saying this many times, Mo said that this world seed is the only hole card to save the sect's incense, even if it is handed over now, I am afraid it is just a reason for these people to lose a mouse-throwing weapon, if you want them to disperse, it is simply a fool's dream.

Mo said that the four major families fanned the flames and hated Miaochengzong to the core, it was these scattered cultivation sects, afraid that Miaochengzong would retaliate in the future, and I am afraid that they would not give up. It's ridiculous that these people really see this thing as a lifesaver, do they really think that these four major families have obtained the seeds of the world, and will allow these scattered cultivators to share profits together?

Too lazy to reason with this person, Mo Yifeng hit a spirit stone and repaired the large array in front of him that separated the two sides, and his face showed a trace of worry. In recent years, the sect has expanded dramatically, and even more so to expand the number of disciples, and the consumption has increased day by day. Miaocheng Sect is not as good as the big sect that has been entrenched for tens of thousands of years, it has just risen, and the foundation is still very thin, and now this foreign enemy has invaded, and the places that consume spirit stones abound, although he brought three million high-grade spirit stones, and after a few days of consumption, there is not much left.

Sighing secretly, Mo Yifeng looked at the sky from afar, only hoping that those old ancestors could break through the blockade and return to help as soon as possible. I don't know what happened to Gan Ping, if he is here, with this child's formation cultivation, he can also help himself. I didn't expect the demon clan to come up with such a ruthless plan, willing to be so precious, and provoke civil strife in the Zihua Immortal Mansion.

It's a pity that apart from the Lingxiao Sword Sect, there are no other sects to help, but it's a pity that on the top of the lonely mountain, for some reason, there are no less than hundreds of millions of extraterritorial heavenly demons, obviously there is a plan. The peerless masters of the Lingxiao Sword Sect did not dare to leave without permission, and could only send more than a hundred sword cultivators to help, but in the face of so many enemies, it was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket.

It's a pity that these people still can't understand it, obviously the demon clan and the extraterritorial heavenly demon clan have made contact, and the two demon clans have joined forces to annex this Tianfu Continent. And these people are still only concerned about the small profits in front of them, and they don't repair themselves!

Not participating does not mean that he will not snoop, Mo Yifeng is convinced that if Miao Chengzong can't resist it, those sects that are secretly silent will definitely flock to the top and snatch the fruits of victory. The wind and rain are shaking, and the killing opportunities are everywhere, and a good trick has made Miao Chengzong's previous efforts come to naught.

A soft little hand behind him was on Mo Yifeng's vest, which made him feel warm in his heart, but fortunately, she still did not give up. Silently standing behind Mo Yifeng and quietly watching him repair the formation, these days, every once in a while, these scattered cultivators will organize people and horses to attack this mountain protection array. Despite the heavy casualties, the number of people who came to besiege them increased day by day.

The sky was dark and gloomy, and it didn't take long for it to rain, Mo Yifeng's face suddenly changed, and he looked up at the air and exclaimed: "No vain real water?" With the fall of the thin rain and mist, the large array under Mo Yifeng's control gradually weakened, and the power was reduced by several percent. Before he could recover from the shock, the monstrous sound of killing had already burst out, and countless monks with Xuan soldiers in their hands pounced viciously.