Cultivating Immortals has simulated thousands of times, I am invincible in the world

"Does your Soul Sword Hall have any plans to carve up the Cangqing Realm?"

Jiang Baichuan shook his head, "There are only a few dozen disciples in my Sword Soul Hall, and they all practice on the Sword Mountain. If there is not a gap in the younger generation, I will not go out to find suitable disciples."

"It is enough for us to keep the resources of the Sword Soul Palace in the Xuantian Great World, and there is no need to expand outward."

Thinking of the current situation in the sect, Jiang Baichuan felt a toothache.

They are all ascetics in the Soul Sword Hall, except for him and Ninth Senior Sister, who are more normal, the other brothers and elders are all practicing ascetics on the sword mountain, and don't care about the sect's affairs at all.

If Senior Sister Nine hadn't supported the sect all these years, their sect's resources in Xuantian Great World would have been taken over by others!

"In a month's time, I will personally go to the Xuantian Great World. I hope that the people from the Soul Sword Hall will not attack, otherwise we will be enemies." Li Changsheng said softly.

Now his strength is enough to fight with Jinxian, and the Sword Soul Palace is somewhat similar to the Xuyu Sword Palace in the Xuanhuang Great World. If Qin Yi went to practice in the past, it would be considered a way for Qin Yi to find.

But if the Sword Soul Palace insists on making a move, it is his enemy.

He was never merciful to his enemies.

Qin Yi still follows him first, and it won't be too late to go to practice after the matter of Xuantian Great World is a foregone conclusion.

Jiang Baichuan was shocked.

Does this longevity god want to start a war with the forces of Xuantian Great World?

……

after one day.

The dome wall in the sky completely disappeared.

Countless huge flying boats flew out of the sacred mountain and came towards the Cangqing Realm.

Among them, thousands of skyboats with the word Wuji printed on them galloped towards Mingzhu City.

In Misty Valley, Lin Yan was also manipulating the jade boat, galloping away with the monks from Misty Valley who were willing to follow them to Pearl City.

……

Pearl City.

In front of Baicao Pavilion.

Hundreds of airships landed in the sky above Pearl City.

Endless horror enveloped the entire Pearl City. Fortunately, three days ago, the news that there was an immortal from the Baicao Pavilion headquarters fighting against the powerful Baicao Pavilion had already spread.

More than 100 years ago, dozens of forces besieged the headquarters of Baicao Pavilion, and the scene of a small half of Mingzhu City being smashed into ruins is still vivid.

Many monks quietly moved out of Pearl City.

Even the monks who chose to stay in Pearl City had originally gone to the Baicao Pavilion headquarters.

"I'm afraid Baicao Pavilion won't be able to survive this calamity."

An elderly monk who was dying stood on a mountain in the north of Pearl City, shook his head and said.

He had personally witnessed the battle more than 100 years ago, when the Emperor of Longevity killed Mingzhu City with blood flowing into rivers, and the blood dyed half of the southern city red.

But today, even he who has seen the might of the Longevity God, still feels that the Baicao Pavilion is dangerous.

With such power and influence, I am afraid that the God of Longevity will come in person, and he can only bow his head!

Li Chunyang, Lin Ruoxi and the others stood together.

They were still the young generation of the Cangqing Realm, and they have become the mainstay of the Cangqing Realm, especially Li Chunyang, who has stepped into the half-step fairyland with his cultivation.

"Li Chunyang, what do you think of this matter?"

Lin Ruoxi, who was already in the late stage of Mahayana, looked at Li Chunyang and asked softly.

More than 100 years have left no trace on Lin Ruoxi's body, she is still the same as a hundred years ago, without any difference, charming and charming.

"What do you plan to do in the Beihou Mansion of Zhenbei?"

"I heard that Emperor Li has taken refuge in the Divine Palace of the Xuantian Great World!"

Li Chunyang didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

The rest of the people did not speak, and turned their gazes to Lin Ruoxi.

"More than 100 years ago, my town Beihou Mansion did not stand in line, but after cooperating with Baicao Pavilion, my Zhenbeihou Mansion got a lot of benefits."

"This time, I choose to believe in Baicao Pavilion!"

"To be precise, I believe in that person!"

Lin Ruoxi said lightly:

"As long as that person doesn't die, my Zhenbeihou Mansion will be on the side of Baicao Pavilion!"

"The younger generation of my Zhenbeihou Mansion has been transferred. If the formation of the Baicao Pavilion is breached, our monks in the Zhenbeihou Mansion will take action!"

Lin Ruoxi's gaze was firm. He had studied that person's growth history over the years, and there were no rules, as if breaking through was as simple as drinking water.It seems that there is no bottleneck, even though she is younger than her, she has grown to the point where she can't understand.

"This……"

"A little irrational!"

A middle-stage Mahayana monk who had a good relationship with Lin Ruoxi frowned and said.

"This time is different, even if it's that person, he can't turn the tide!"

"Ruoxi, if you are determined to die, then our friendship will stop here."

After speaking, the monk left the area directly.

As this person left, the rest of the people took a look at Lin Ruoxi and followed suit.

Nuo Da is a mountain top, only Li Chunyang and Lin Ruoxi are left.

"Aren't you going?"

Lin Ruoxi looked at Li Chunyang and asked in a low voice.

Li Chunyang shook his head,

"Go what?"

"I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and I don't know where that person has gone?"

"I really hope that when he appears, he can poke a hole out of this day!"

Chapter 217 The Divine Lord Comes

In Baicao Pavilion.

Panic.

Feeling the mighty power of the huge boat outside, even those who have confidence in themselves are beginning to waver now!

"Can we really deal with this kind of enemy?"

"Where is the god?"

"It's better...surrender!"

Among the crowd, there were countless voices of despair.

"Shut up, who dares to disturb people's hearts, don't blame me for being rude!"

Tang Xuangan, Mo Chengkong's number one horse boy who had already stepped into the realm of immortals, let out an angry shout, and the power of immortals swept past.

"Even Mr. Mo and Shenjun's family members are still in the headquarters, why are you panicking?"

Although Tang Xuangan didn't know what arrangements Shenjun and Mr. Mo had, he believed that Mr. Mo and Shenjun would not be so stupid as to wait for others to break through and drive them all to death.

Outside the Baicao Pavilion headquarters.

On a huge boat.

Shi Quan stood respectfully beside a mid-stage true immortal monk, and said in a low voice:

"Uncle, this Baicao Pavilion is not simple. It is protected by a thirteenth-order formation. I'm afraid it won't be able to break through the formation in a short time!"

"No problem." The Promise Sect True Immortal cultivator gently waved his hand and said:

"After receiving your message, the Suzerain asked me to bring the Promise Cone!"

"Even if it's a thirteenth-order formation, it won't last long under the Promise Cone."

When Shi Quan heard this, his eyes lit up.

The Promise Cone is a secret treasure of his Promise Sect, a treasure specially designed to break formations. With the Promise Cone, this tortoise shell will soon be broken. By then, the people of Baicao Pavilion will not let them handle it?

"With my uncle controlling the Promise Cone, this Baicao Pavilion can be easily broken!"

Shi Quan's face was full of flattery.

"Ok!"

The True Immortal of the Promise Sect just hummed lightly, and then stepped out directly, unscrupulously releasing the aura on his body,

"Give you another chance, ants."

"Starting today, Baicao Pavilion will be merged into my Wuji Sect, and all assets will be handed over, otherwise..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

Mo Chengkong's figure appeared at the front of the formation, with a strange smile on his face and said:

"I will also give you a way of life, turn around and run now, otherwise you will surely die."

Mo Chengkong's face is full of self-confidence, because he just received the sound transmission talisman from the young master, and the young master is on the way. Others don't know Li Changsheng's identity, but Mo Chengkong knows a little bit about it. How can a monk from the lower realms deal with the heir of the Celestial King of the Sky? of?

"court death!"

The Immortal of the Promise Sect had a cold gaze, and a palm-sized awl engraved with mysterious runes appeared in his hand.

"You don't have to drink a toast, you don't eat fine wine, today I will show you the power of the Promise Cone!"

Rumble!

Infinite immortal energy was poured into the Promise Cone, and the mysterious runes on the Promise Cone slowly disappeared, exuding a terrifying aura.

"go with!"