Xianbang

Tongtian Ancient City!

At dusk, there was a bleak cold wind blowing, adding a bit of bleakness.

Guo Yi took out a wine jar, and in front of him was a stone table that was almost rotten. Even the ancient stone stool was half broken, as if it would turn into powder like tofu dregs at any time, but Guo Yi still slapped his ass. sat down.

This is the ninth floor and the highest floor of a bell tower beside the altar. There used to be a fairy bell hanging here. Once the bell rings, it means that there is an old man preaching, and the immortals will gather.

While drinking, Guo Yi asked, "What is he doing?"

"This little Taoist priest is probably trying to restore the prosperity of Tongtian City with his magical powers. Of course, he just wants to summon a virtual image." Su E, who was sitting opposite Guo Yi, said.

The two were condescending, looking at the many great emperors who were worshiping in the square, and they were also devout in their hearts.

The altar is sacred, let the little Taoist priests do it, and let the emperors worship.

At this moment, eight figures came from the desolate street. They were wearing fairy armors of different colors, their skin pores could swallow clouds and mist, and their blood was very thick, like a river rushing.

The eight people, striding like meteors, stepping on the boundless fallen leaves, rushed towards them like a mad dragon, and soon stood neatly by the side of the altar, forming a row. They were the eight heroes of Cangwuhai.

"These eight people are so powerful, I feel that any one of them can kill Gu Xianzun."

"It's such a familiar face... By the way, that's not Hu Lin, the successor of Cangwuhai Supreme Taihu. He once defeated Emperor Shura with a single sword. His sword tactics are unparalleled in the world. This is the sixth emperor of heaven. I didn't expect that he would also Come to Tongtian City."

"Look at that one, with ears like fans, a mane around his neck, and a childlike face with red hair. I heard that he is the new generation master 'Maban' of Cangwuhai. , Famous all over the world. It is the descendant of Taima, the realm of immortals, and the speed is the best in the world in the same realm."

"And that one..."

All the cultivators in the Emperor Realm talked a lot, and looked at the eight people in front of them with taboo in their eyes, as if they were looking at eight ghosts and gods.

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Cangwu Sea is located at the western pole of Tianhuang, boundless, vast and mighty, it is the gathering place of group of evil spirits and monsters, it can be said to occupy the side of Tianhuang, forming a separatist regime.

Cangwu Sea has always been a place where powerful people haunt, except for the three major families of Jiuchongtian and Taikoo, no one dares to go to Cangwu Sea to be presumptuous.

And these eight people in front of them are the successors of the evil masters and fierce men from all walks of life in the Cangwu Sea. Their combat prowess is earth-shattering, and each of them can be alone.

Those strong men in the imperial realm who were still worshiping all retreated one after another, knowing that the eight people in front of them were not easy to mess with.

The little Taoist priest standing on the altar also seemed to feel the aura coming from behind, his body trembled slightly, his eyes squinted slightly, the imprinting on his hand became faster, and he slapped it with a fierce palm. On the nine-legged dragon cauldron, there was a loud noise.

"Buzz!"

All kinds of divine light burst out from the dragon cauldron, scattering all the remnants of the evening glow.

A strange scene suddenly sank above the sky, like a mirage.

An ancient city exudes immortal light. From time to time in the city, you can see Taoist priests sitting in the Tao, ancient immortals discussing swords, and some legendary great beings preaching on the altar, attracting people's attention. Countless sages came to listen.

Although it was only a virtual image, the aura revealed in that virtual image still made people feel a lot of emotion, as if they had actually seen the scenes of that year.

Everyone fell silent at this moment.

The screen changed sharply, and a round of blood-colored scorching sun flew from the sky, bursting out endless brilliance, obliterating all the scenes in Tongtian City.

"Oh!"

There was a crackling sound, and all the virtual images on the curtain of the day disappeared.

The little Taoist seemed to have also suffered some kind of backlash, as if his chest had been hit by a mountain, he took several steps back before he stood still.

This scene made many people think about what kind of existence the last round of blood day was. Is there any connection between the curse of Tongtian City and that round of blood day?

"Crack, crack, crack..."

There was applause, and the head of the eight heroes in Cangwuhai, the scholar with a white beard, was clapping his hands and said with a kind smile on his face: "Heavenly Daoist is really powerful, he can call out the image of the past, The supernatural power of this hand in the past and present is really admirable."

The little Taoist straightened his robes, turned around, and smiled faintly: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Xiao Daoer dares to impress Mr. Aries, it should be Xiao Daoer who admires Mr. It seems that Mr. Xiaodao came here specially of?"

Although this little Taoist repeatedly called himself "Xiao Dao'er", he was neither humble nor overbearing, and his character was proud.

The scholar with the white beard is "Mr. Aries". This person has a very high level of cultivation and is mysterious. There are rumors that he has ascended to the sixth heaven, and his cultivation level is superb.

Mr. Baiyang, with a bit of Confucianism, smiled subtly: "Yes, I have a favor this time and need your help."

"What's the matter?" the little Taoist said.

Mr. Baiyang is a big shot, and he also took the other seven talents from Cangwuhai to Jiuchongtian, so it can be seen that what he is going to do must be a big thing.

Ordinary people would definitely not disclose this matter, but Mr. Aries did not shy away from it at all, saying: "There is an ancient treasure in the seventh heaven, I want to get it back, but I need the way of heaven to pass on to others." I wonder if Your Excellency would like to help with this?"

The little Taoist priest has already put away the Dao platform and the Shenmu sword, glanced at the seven menacing heroes behind Mr. Aries, their bodies were oppressed by an inexplicable pressure, with a smile on their faces : "If I don't agree, will you take my life?"

"Naturally." Mr. Aries still smiled.

The little Taoist paused slightly, smiled, and said, "Then I certainly won't agree."

The little Taoist knew that even if I agreed to him, after he got that ancient treasure, he would still kill people to silence him.

"boom!"

The surroundings of the entire altar were shrouded in horror, and the nine majestic pillars on the altar seemed to shake, and dust fell continuously.

Mr. Baiyang was still smiling, and said appreciatively: "Good character, I like it. A man from Shuxu, go and chop off his arm, and we can talk about it later."

Mr. Aries is still so kind, still smiling, and took out a foot-long short blade from his sleeve, engraved with a series of supreme god patterns on it, and chopped off a monk's arm with this short blade, no matter the monk No matter how high his cultivation base is, his arms can no longer grow back.

Out of the eight people walked out a short, lean man with a hunchback, wearing the simplest green cloth grass shirt, and bare feet as thin as bones, with thick calluses growing on his feet.

He is from Shuxu, the descendant of Taishu.

The Shuxu man took the broken blade from Mr. Baiyang's hand, with a sinister smile on his face, his body shrank into a ball, and with a fierce kick, he flew to the altar, raised the knife with his hand, and dropped it very fast .

But his saber was in vain, a strand of white hair was wrapped around his arm holding the saber, causing his arm to swing halfway before abruptly stopping.

The Shuxu man was slightly taken aback, only to see a person standing in front of him, a woman, a woman with white hair.

This woman is beautiful and evil.

Guo Yi was still sitting on the stone bench in the distance drinking wine, but stared at Su E who flew to the altar in surprise, why did she suddenly become meddling?

Guo Yi doesn't think that Su E is a three-good woman who is eager for justice and righteousness. She will never do good people and good deeds.

After the little Taoist saw Su E, his face immediately became happy, and he hurriedly bowed deeply: "Ming Daozi has met the second uncle."

After Guo Yi heard this title, he suddenly realized, no wonder this little Taoist priest was called the Heir of the Dao of Heaven. It turned out that his master was Daozi of Heaven, that old bastard, the blind old man.

Above the tall bell tower, the evening wind blows more urgently.

"Damn, there's a little magic stick." Guo Yi couldn't help cursing.

The Shuxu people are also super strong. The broken blade in his hand shot out a dazzling red light, flying out like a meteor. On the ground, it can easily hurt the immortal body of the immortal.

Su E took out a battle sword, holding the hilt with one hand, and the tip with the other, and gently folded it, the sword shattered immediately, and each fragment turned into a metal star, rolling past, With a thunderous voice.

"Boom!"

The supreme divine pattern suddenly shattered and was re-punched into the short blade.

The Shuxu man took the broken blade again, and smiled: "What a sweet girl, do you know who are the people standing in front of you, against us, even a god, they will... die!"

Su E was still standing in front of the little Taoist priest, with her long white hair fluttering gently, she sneered, "What's so great about the demons in the Cangwu Sea? When I became the evil master, you hadn't been born yet."

At the side of the altar, those powerhouses from the Emperor Realm who came to all parts of the Eight Desolation are talking about it. Although they are all one side of the powerhouse, they have to calm down when they come to the foot of Jiuchongtian, like Cangwuhai. Its existence is an absolute sin.

They were curious, the eight ominous men from Cangwu Sea appeared at the same time, even the Immemorial Venerable Primordial had to retreat, what is the origin of this woman in front of her, dare to challenge these eight ominous men?

Under the altar, the other seven murderers, including Mr. Baiyi, all had playful smiles on their faces, and one of them shouted: "Shuxu people, are you scared by this bitch? No, just come down, buddy will go up for you, haha!"

When the voice fell, everyone laughed.

This man's words were full of obscene smiles, and he was simply teasing Su E.

Above the bell tower, Guo Yi's eyes flashed a strong killing intent.

"puff!"

The chest of the person who spoke just now was pierced by a sword, and the hot fairy blood sprayed all over the ground, and a large piece of flesh and blood fell to the ground.

The rest of the seven people were startled, and hurriedly became alert. There was an extremely strong man in Tongtian City. The sword just now was too fast. They could only see a shadow of the sword flying by, and there was no time to stop it.