Cultivation of Immortals Summoning the Three Realms

Chapter 399
When Kunlun Xu's experienced disciple saw the mission jade slip, he didn't hesitate.

Without saying a word, the four god monkeys picked up the black iron rod and immediately flew towards the fairy mountain mentioned on the jade slip. At this time, they had already stepped into the Daluojin Fairyland with one foot.

The same is true for Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and others.

They were walking in the mortal world, or they were entering a secret place, but in the end they gave up without hesitation and rushed to the location marked on the jade slip.

Luojianxian Mountain is famous because the main peak is like a giant sword inserted on the ground.

The mountain is full of fairy air, the Lingxi stream is murmuring, and the Ruishou Rao Peak is very extraordinary. From time to time, there are white-clothed disciples flying out of the main peak, which seems very busy.

The main peak hall is located on the hilt of the sword, which is very domineering, but at this time, there are dozens of monks sitting in the hall.

Above the main seat is a middle-aged monk. He is wearing a blue shirt and looks fierce. His aura is stronger than that of a quasi-sage.

"Everyone, Elder Zijian and Elder Chijian are called by the master to go to Wuming Xianshan to deal with Kunlun Xu. We can't just sit idle. If any disciples of Kunlun Xu are found within a thousand miles of Xianshan Mountain, we will kill them without mercy!" said the blue-shirted monk. Opened coldly.

"Disciple obeys!" All the cultivators in the hall bowed their heads and accepted the order.

Among these cultivators, there are seven or eight quasi-sage cultivators, which shows that the strength of Luojian Xianshan is not weak.

That's right, this Falling Sword Immortal Mountain is one of the affiliated immortal mountains of Wuming Immortal Mountain. Most of the elders on the mountain have been summoned away, leaving only an ordinary saint sitting in charge.

"Also, this incident must be taken as a warning. In the future, within a radius of ten thousand miles of Xianshan Mountain, there will be no big sects. If any sects are discovered, they will be destroyed!"

The blue-shirt cultivator continued to speak, obviously wanting to use Kunlunxu's incident to start a clean-up.

But at this moment, a disciple ran into the hall in a panic,
"Elder Lan Jian, something is wrong. A thousand-person demon cultivator team was discovered a hundred miles southwest of Xianshan Mountain. They are coming menacingly. They are obviously coming towards me at Luojian Xianshan Mountain!" He said while running, looking very flustered.

Thinking about it, Luojian Xianshan, as a part of Wuming Xianshan's forces, has not experienced such a situation for countless tens of thousands of years.

It was the first time that it appeared at this time, and it was normal for the disciples who reported the letter to be flustered.

"What are you panicking about? May I ask who else in Qingyun Realm dares to touch my Wuming Xianshan, not even the arrogant Kunlun Xu, let alone a team of thousands of demon cultivators!" break out.

His face felt a little hot and painful. Just now he was talking about cleaning up the nearby forces, but he didn't expect a troublesome cultivator to come to the door at this moment.

"Go south, go and kill those blind cultivators and bring their bodies back. I want all sects to see what will happen if you provoke me to fall into the Sword Immortal Mountain!" The blue-shirted cultivator then ordered.

Immediately, a gray-clothed cultivator took the order to go, and saw that his cultivation base fluctuated, and it turned out that he had the cultivation base of a quasi-sage.

Just when the blue shirt cultivator spoke again, another disciple ran into the hall in a panic.

"Elder Lan Jian is in trouble, something is wrong, a team of thousands of cultivators was found a hundred miles northeast of Xianshan Mountain, they are coming fiercely, obviously they are coming towards my Xianshan Mountain."

The words spoken by the disciple were exactly the same as that of the previous disciple, only in a different direction.

"How courageous! Nan Hao, you go..." The blue shirt cultivator was furious, and when he was about to give an order, two more disciples ran into the hall in a panic.

The content of the report is similar to the previous one, the only difference is that this time it appears in the northwest and southeast.

"These cultivators really ate the courage of the bears and leopards. Come here, follow me out of the mountain, and kill these young people."

The blue-shirted old man was naturally not a simple character to be in this position, he smelled something unusual.

However, at this moment, the old man in the blue shirt suddenly felt something, and flew into the sky above the main hall with a swish.
After seeing the scene in front of him, he was taken aback immediately, and was even so nervous that he couldn't speak, "Who are they?"

In the middle of the sky, I saw Lao Tzu riding a green bull and looking at Luojian Xianshan with a calm expression, like a commander in charge of the formation.

Guiguzi stood on his left, Zen Master Wuchao stood on his right, and there was no one else.

But it was the three of them who defeated thousands of troops, and the pressure they brought made Lan Jian, who was also a saint, feel a vast force.

"He Dao saint! He turned out to be a saint of He Dao level!" Lan Jian was terrified in his heart,

He didn't understand where these saints came from, but he knew that these saints came from bad things.

"Where is the friend, do you know that this is the realm of the unnamed holy mountain?" Lan Jian asked.

He immediately moved out of the unnamed holy mountain, hoping that these saints would retreat despite difficulties.

However, Lao Tzu's answer made him fall into despair,

"We are from Kunlun Xu!" Lao Tzu said very flatly, without any emotion.

Just because the saint in front of him is just an ordinary saint, not even a half-step mercenary, it is really not interesting.

"Kunlun Xu?" Lan Jian was shocked when he heard it.
He didn't understand why the people from Kunlun Xu appeared here suddenly. Aren't most saints trapped in Buzhou Xianshan?

"Nonsense, the Kunlun Xu sage has been restrained by my Wuming Xianshan, how could he come here, tell me where you are from!"

Lan Jian was a little panicked, but he still didn't believe that these people came from Kunlun Xu.

However, what was waiting for him this time was not an answer, but a cane covering the sky and a book.

The old man Wuchao and Guiguzi made a move, and there was no need to show mercy to the saint of Wuming Holy Mountain.

What is the cultivation level of old man Wuchao?What kind of cultivation is Guiguzi?It couldn't be easier for the two of them to deal with an ordinary saint together.

In just a few short rounds, Lan Jian showed his defeat, even if he summoned a blue fairy sword, it would not make up for it.

"You are so bold, my nameless holy mountain ancestor is not far from here, even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape, hahaha"

Seeing that his life was about to be lost, Lan Jian hurriedly pulled out Baimei Shengzu, hoping that Zen Master Wuchao and Guiguzi would stop.

However, the ending was doomed to disappoint him. Zen Master Wuchao and Guiguzi seemed to have not heard of it, but their attacks were more ruthless than before, and they had the idea of ​​solving the battle within ten moves.

Seeing that there was no effect, Lan Jian showed the last madness.

He believes that even if he dies, he will not be alone, because the white-browed ancestor will come soon, as long as he makes a move, what about the sage of the way?It's not the same as drinking and hating.

As everyone knows, at this moment, the sky above the unnamed holy mountain also ushered in the two great powers of Kunlunxu,

"Bai Mei, old friend is here, won't you let us go in and have a sit down?" Daoist Lu Ya said seemingly jokingly, but in fact he was forcing Bai Mei to show up.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, several bursts of soaring aura erupted from the main hall of the Nameless Holy Mountain.

And the strongest among them stood firmly opposite Empress Nuwa and Daojun Lu Ya, and this person was the Patriarch Baimei.

"How courageous, it seems that the lesson given last time was not enough, since you don't cherish the lives of those prey, don't be rude to me!"

The ancestor of Baimei directly sacrificed the eternal whisk.

Just now, after the Patriarch Baimei felt the breath of Nuwa and Luya in the hall, his face was full of disbelief.

Not long after the blood cloud overwhelmed the environment, the warning from Heaven is still fresh in my ears.
These two came here again regardless of the life and death of those prey, are they going to die?
Baimei Shengzu couldn't figure it out, why did the two of them come to the unnamed holy mountain?
(End of this chapter)