Forced to join Kongoji Temple at the beginning

Chapter 259 The Great Snow Mountain

Ning Chuan shot extremely decisively, and killed these seven or eight people as soon as he came up, and then his body was like lightning, and he swept directly into the distance, his eyes were cold, and he began to search for the figure of 'Uncle Zhuo'.

Not far from him just after rushing out, there is a tall halfway up the mountain.

A middle-aged man in a green Taoist robe, his face changed suddenly, and he looked directly at the seven or eight soul lamps in front of him.

These seven or eight soul lamps went out almost at the same time.

"Is there a martial artist in the sky-reaching realm?"

The pupils of the middle-aged man in the green robe shrank, and he was extremely decisive. He hurried out of the cave and fled towards the distance at a very fast speed.

A warrior who can kill seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators in an instant is absolutely terrifying without even thinking about it.

He doesn't want to face such a big enemy now.

It's just that he was spotted by Ning Chuan just after he fled from the halfway up the mountain.

"Friend Daoist, how about I give you a ride?"

Ning Chuan's voice came mightily, reaching the ears of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man turned his head and shouted, "You are Ning Chuan? I recognize you, Ning Chuan. The old man is an external envoy of the Zhen Guo Divine Sect. My Zhen Guo Divine Sect has always appreciated talents. I have heard of Ni's name for a long time. Why don't you join me?" Don't worry, my Zhenguo God Sect treats everyone equally, and will never reject you. Whether it is cultivation or martial arts, they are all just means to strengthen oneself. Our Zhenguo God Sect has been seeking to combine the two into one. Why don’t you study the Supreme Secret Technique together with us, and when the time comes, your name will be preserved throughout the ages, and your reputation will also spread throughout the world!”

"There's no need to leave a name through the ages, I'll do things with pleasure and enmity, and I just want to feel refreshed in my heart!"

Ning Chuan's voice came quickly from behind, he directly drew out the divine sword, and slammed down on the middle-aged man's body.

boom!
A terrifying black sword gang, carrying a billowing aura, was like a huge black mountain range, crushing the space tremblingly, and blasted directly at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "Ning Chuan, don't mess around!"

hum!
He quickly sacrificed a blue treasure seal, which rose against the wind, the light was scorching, flickering with terrifying metallic light, and directly slammed into this terrifying sword energy.

With a bang, the sky fell apart, and the entire sky boiled.

There is a terrifying energy aura everywhere.

The black sword gang was crushed on the spot, but Ning Chuan was holding the divine sword, which flew across the sky in an instant like a golden lightning, and the edge of the divine sword fell directly on the seal, piercing through the blue seal instantly .

Click!

The huge cyan treasure seal exploded on the spot, turning into countless fragments at once, shooting away in all directions, each one as big as a stone slab.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered, and he quickly backed out, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He hurriedly turned around and fled, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen magic weapons rushed out of his body, shining brightly, and bombarded Ning Chuan's body together.

"Is this the only way a cultivator can do it?"

Ning Chuan's tone was cold, and the divine sword in his hand swept everywhere like a whirlwind.

Bang bang bang!

One piece of magic weapon exploded continuously, torn apart, all vulnerable to a single blow.

The power of this black Excalibur is far beyond his expectation!

It is indeed an existence that can be unearthed together with the stele!

Excalibur material, unimaginable!
Boom!

An extremely terrifying black sword beam was suddenly split by Ning Chuan, submerging the middle-aged man's body inside. The middle-aged man looked horrified and tried his best to resist, but it was all useless.

Ah!
He let out a miserable cry, his body exploded and turned into blood mist.

A ray of light from the primordial spirit, terrified, fled towards the distance at a high speed.

"Ning Chuan, you will definitely regret it..."

boom!
As soon as Ning Chuan rushed past, the divine sword in his hand slashed down like lightning, blasting the primordial spirit apart on the spot, killing him tragically.

"Destroy my territory, dare to say that I will regret it!"

Ning Chuan sneered, and after killing this person, he flew directly in the direction of Daxue Mountain.

From here all the way to the west, thousands of miles away, there is a vast snow mountain.

This snow-capped mountain is located at the junction of Zhongzhou and the Western Regions. It is endless and white. There are forest white snowflakes everywhere in the sky and the ground.

In the middle of this snow-capped mountain, there are large buildings, dozens of them.

Countless figures are busy, carrying various materials with great effort.

In all directions, cultivators in blue Taoist robes were standing there, with cold eyes, watching the area.

Taking a closer look, these buildings under construction are all extremely weird, with a black body, a huge appearance, hundreds of meters high, and a vast area, like huge altars standing here.

All the altars are arranged in a weird way, which seems to imply some kind of mysterious formation.

"Work, work quickly!"

"Don't be lazy!"

Some cultivators yelled sharply, whipping the whips at those who moved slower.

Many warriors in the crowd were beaten and groaned, covered in blood.

"Damn it, these bastards don't see us as human beings at all!"

The boss of the Seven Monsters on Luotuo Mountain gritted his teeth, his eyes were dark red.

They are not members of the Martial League, they are just ordinary rivers and lakes, but they were also taken captive here, working day and night to build altars.

"Shut up, don't let them hear it, they have captured all the top talents on the top list, what can we do?"

A middle-aged quack whispered.

"The spiritual energy is revived, and the cultivator is born again. Is the world of warriors really going to pass?"

Some people are very unwilling.

Although they have never personally experienced the fear of being dominated by cultivators more than 200 years ago, they have seen it in books, and even some martial arts masters will pass it on word of mouth, telling them that in the era of cultivators, they How domineering.

Everyone's faces were pale, and their hearts were full of apprehension and uneasiness, so they had to continue to do hard work.

in the air.

Four or five middle-aged men stood here, watching the entire huge snow source area.

"Once the 99 altars are built, we can gather the beliefs of all living beings and completely open up that ancient land of inheritance!"

A middle-aged man said with a smile on his hands behind his back.

"These warriors can provide us with faith and open treasure lands, that is their lifelong creation!"

A person next to him laughed.

"That is, but we can't take it lightly, after all, there are still some masters among the warriors."

The third middle-aged man laughed.

"Are there any masters among the warriors?"

The first middle-aged man before him looked playful, and said, "Even the Martial Arts League was defeated by us, what kind of masters can there be among warriors? The so-called sky-reaching warriors are nothing more than that, isn't that golden bearded man and sword ghost? Fleeing away, although there has been a lot of noise in the world recently, but after all, it is a small fight,

The era of warriors is gone forever, or in other words, they never really ruled the land at all, and this land has always belonged to practitioners. "

"As far as I know, the No. [-] village in the world is not bad that day, and their old owner is even known as the myth of martial arts. By the way, not long ago, there was a guy named Ning Chuan who shot and killed the masters of the gods one after another. , seems to have some strength!"

The third middle-aged man continued to laugh.

"Overall, there are only a few people who can do this in such a large group of warriors!"

The second middle-aged man smiled, "However, their warrior system is inherently cursed, and they can't cultivate to a high level at all. Once they reach the late stage of reaching the sky, there will be huge problems. Then Ningchuan and the old owner of the first village in the world disappeared so much It's been a long time, and he might have died long ago."

"possible!"

Everyone around me laughed.

They chatted and laughed, gave advice, and paid no attention to the group of warriors.

Boom!

Suddenly, a terrifying roar came out, and the bright golden light was like a raging sea of ​​anger, mixed with the terrifying general trend of the world, rushing from a distance at an extreme speed.

Several middle-aged men's expressions changed, and they looked back quickly.

I saw that terrifying golden divine light passing through, instantly engulfing a group of cultivators not far away from them.

boom!
Ah!
There was a shrill scream, and dozens of cultivators exploded on the spot, turning into blood mist, and they were all shocked to death. The terrifying golden light continued unabated, and shot fiercely at a huge altar. With a sound, the huge altar was shattered on the spot.

"who?"

The five middle-aged men shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)