The First Sword of the Earth

Beyond the stars of Fengli, the immortal boat that sent Long Yaotian and more than a dozen seriously injured real immortals, escorted by an elder of the heavenly fairyland, galloped toward the ancient battlefield.

At the same time, Xinghai City, a stronghold in the realm of earth, and a pavilion in the backyard.

Mu Wanxuan was standing quietly on the surface of the pond, with faint waves on the surface; underneath was a golden Buddha seal slowly rotating, and the pavilion gathered a few people who had not been closed at this time.

The ‘’ mark under the surface of the water went around for a short time, and the senior sister’s face was reflected in gold.

From the morning until the afternoon, Mu Wanxuan suddenly opened her eyes, and a little light flashed through her bright eyes.

Huai hurriedly asked: "Did you sense the specific location?"

"faint."

"His, I can really sense..."

Monk Huaijing slapped his head and took a breath. Fei Miaozi and Fan Tuantuan couldn't help rolling their eyes at the same time.

"Isn't this the magic circle arranged by you, Lord Luo Han?" Fan Tuantuan muttered, "You don't know the specific effect of feelings."

"Amitabha, the little monk is the same as Feiyu. Prior to this, he was always positioned as a melee attacker, relying on his fists to reason, and using his palm to tell the truth. This kind of auxiliary thing is really rarely done."

With a startled smile, he said, "This kind of method to increase the range of sensing is actually a small technique used to develop believers.

No words, where do you feel? "

"Over there," Mu Wanxuan raised her finger in a direction, which should point to the northwest, "very far."

Fei Mianzi touched the eight-pronged beard he had just started, and said in deep thought, "This is very far...how far is it?

The endless starry sky is so big, if you don't know the specific location, I am afraid that Yuandong will not be easy to go. "

Surprised, "Can you see some more obvious signs? Or specific locations."

"Um……"

Mu Wanxuan thought about it for a while, and she lit up a plume of yin and yang mana like smoke, and then she kept sliding her delicate hand, and soon a sight of a valley appeared in front of her.

The valley is full of greenery, and a somewhat unremarkable green tree stands quietly in the depths of the valley. It is not high or strange, but it seems to have a certain mysterious charm. There are also flowers blooming around it, full of vitality.

The elder sister stared at this green tree with gentle eyes, her thin lips lightly opened, and she let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if she was saying that it was this place.

Huai Jing and Fei Mianzi looked at each other, and Mu Wanxuan blinked gently, as if asking what was wrong.

Fan Tuantuan reminded in a low voice: "Senior, where is this valley?"

"Over there," Mu Wanxuan pointed her finger in the same direction as before, "very far."

"At least we need to know which star it is on," Fei Jiezi laughed. "If you don't rely on Yuandong but fly over, you won't be able to fly to the place even if your life is exhausted."

The senior sister suddenly lowered her head in thought, and then... with her fingers, she drew an emoticon that covered her face with a wry smile.

"It is actually very rare to be able to sense the specific position. At least I know that this road is feasible. The sacred tree has not been destroyed by anyone," Huai said in surprise. Without speaking, you continue to sense that direction to see if you can get any useful information.

If you can't feel it this time, the little monk will do it for you a third time.

If he can't sense it anymore, the little monk will run out of Buddha's power, and he will have to rest for a few days before he can continue. "

"Thank you," Mu Wanxuan nodded earnestly. This time she has a general direction. It shouldn't be difficult to find more information.

Soon, the monk Huai Jing sat by the pond and began to chant and practice, and Fei Miaozi and Fan Tuantuan also sat down and started drinking tea.

The sister looked at the ‘ink painting’ that she had drawn with her strength, and she was silently lost in thought.

Fei Mianzi looked at the direction of the Fengli Galaxy, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what happened to the fight over there. Has instructor Zhang returned from inquiring about the news?"

"Not yet," Fan Tuantuan snorted, "There is no real-time broadcast of the Xianmen match. Now it's a ghost if you can inquire about the news!"

"It's okay, we believe that non-verbal is what it is," Fei Mengzi sipped his tea. "This is also the first person in our cultivation world at any rate. How can we lose to these aliens?"

alien?

This analogy is considered appropriate, Fan Tuantuan couldn't help but smile.

The elder sister was thoughtful at first, and then a little worried, and soon her cheeks turned red.

I also took refuge on Earth from the heavens in my previous life, and seemed to be among the ‘alien’. Then if I have children with my junior, wouldn’t it be...

Alien hybrid?

That's also quite foreign.

...

On Fengli Star, the brilliance of the Fengli Gate Guarding Mountain Array illuminates the night sky here.

At this time, several elders from Fengli Gate came to see him again and discussed the next battle with Wang Sheng and Li Chang.

The sect master of Tianfengmen is about to arrive soon, and there is still a tough battle to be fought next; Tianfeng seems to be determined to push down Fenglimen this time. This is actually an outbreak of grievances between the two sides for tens of thousands of years.

Today's Tianfengmen desperately needs a big victory to consolidate its increasingly shaky ten-star overlord position; and Fenglimen is ambitious, and in a few thousand years it can't be said that newcomers will be on the top. This makes Tianfeng a sleep and food. Difficult to take this opportunity once and for all.

The old woman with the highest cultivation base, the great elder of Fengli Clan, was sighing at this moment: "Thanks to Elder Pi, who severely inflicted that dragon into the sky before, otherwise I would really be unable to sustain the battle at Fengli Clan."

Another old grandmother analyzed: "The next difficulty is that the master of Tianfengmen, and the other is the number of true immortals far higher than ours.

If the master competition collapses too quickly, then this battle is indeed difficult to win. "

Elder Lin Yuan frowned and said: "My Xinghaimen has gone all out in this battle. Kaqiu also suffered some injuries before, and his state is unstable.

You still don't put too much hope on our side. "

Wang Sheng nodded, and said without a trace: "Tianfengmen sect master is here, we also have a sect master who has not yet taken action, in fact, overall there is no increase in pressure."

"If Tianfeng sect master takes action, my family sect master will do it," the old woman looked a little apologetic at Wang Sheng's gaze, and said, "Elder Pi has forgotten my life in Fengli's family this time. I will not treat Elder Pi badly."

Wang Sheng waved his hand and said: "It's too early to say this. Let's discuss some tactics for the battle... The Wangbei Peak seems to be injured. If he recovers from his injury, I am afraid that I and the deputy head will not be his opponent.

I don't know, what is the master's cultivation of Fengli Gate? Does it have any powerful magical powers? "

The high elder of Fengli Gate said with a serious face: "Then if Wang Beifeng recovers, my family master will automatically surrender him.

The supernatural powers of my house are somewhat special. If you use your full strength to shoot, you can only restrain one person, so you will not easily shoot at non-critical moments or important matters. "

Wang Sheng showed his face clearly, but he had already started a discussion with Yaoyun in his heart.

Obviously, this ‘paper man’ can exert a strength beyond the Heavenly Wonderland, and should have the great supernatural power conferred by the power of the paper-cut adult, but it can only be used once, or the recovery is slow after the immortal power is exhausted.

Refer to the speed at which the sword spirit recovers its spiritual power.

At the same time, it can be judged that at least this great elder knows the details of some ‘paper men’.

Wang Sheng didn't ask too much, lest he reveal any flaws, but just said: "If this is the case, then we can rest assured."

Then he brought the topic to the tactics of frontal engagement, and Wang Shengtai also gave a few opinions on the layout of the battle formation.

Since they arrived at Fengli Gate, the master of Fengli Gate had never appeared.

Wang Sheng was also a little hopeful, looking forward to the arrival of the Tianfengmen sect master, and the two sect masters will face each other. What kind of magical powers the Fengli sect master will use when he takes action, so that he can know some powerful messages behind this paper man.

However, on the third day, the Tianfengmen sect master led reinforcements to join the Tianfengmen army, and the strength of the Tianfengmen immortal soldiers increased to as much as 60,000, and the number of Yuanxian and Zhenxian was showing a trend of crushing.

At this time, the Tianfeng Sect master brought a group of white-haired true immortals, these are the older true fairyland monks, most of whom are already in the hopeless heaven fairyland, but the cultivation bases are basically in the middle and late stages of the true fairyland.

These people are the true foundation of Tianfeng.

On the other hand, Fengli Sect, the last battle was full of strength, and facing the aggressive Tianfeng Sect, it paled in comparison and couldn't come up with more strength.

On the second day after the master of Tianfengmen arrived, the Tianfeng army slowly pressed towards Fenglimen, and the fighting resumed.

On this same day, Long Zhuotian and his party, escorted by an elder of the Celestial Wonderland, also arrived at the Tianfeng Mountain Gate.

The footsteps of the heavenly immortals are comparable to those of non-yuan immortals and true immortals, and it did not take too long to pass through the ancient battlefield.

After entering the mountain protection formation, the elder hurriedly settled in Long Aotian and the other badly injured immortals, and hurriedly left the mountain gate and rushed back to Feng Lixing's direction.

The elder of the Celestial Wonderland had just left. Long Zhuotian, who was healed and **** into rice dumplings with a cloth tape, suddenly opened his right eye, his forehead violently violently, and he roared: "The little thief should die! Kill! He must be killed." you!"

The disciples who looked after them by the bed suddenly shed tears when they saw it, and hurt others when they heard it.

A beautiful, slender female disciple hurried forward, pressing Long Zhuotian's shoulders forward, and cried out, "Master, you have returned to the sky, Master!"

The enemy of your serious injury, the sect master has gone to help you get justice back, Master..."

Long Naotian's killing intent with the round right eye gradually receded, and then coughed a few times, pressed the female disciple's shoulder with his backhand, and slowly sat up.

He said: "Ice Dew, help me to Yunbao Hall!"

"Master, you should take care of your injuries!"

"No, I'm going to get a few powerful magic weapons, and find the little thief to settle the account!" Long Aotian gritted his teeth, and female disciple Bing Lu has to persuade him again. Long Aotian is already exuding a wave of coercion.

Several disciples could understand the anger in the heart of this old sect hero at this time, and Long Aotian was the veteran of Tianfengmen, let alone go to the treasure house to get the treasure, it would be fine to move the treasure house directly.

Soon, Binglu assisted Long Zhuotian to leave the immortal palace of cultivation, and went straight to a hidden valley behind the mountain behind Tianfengmen.

The fairy soldiers patrolling along the way and the hidden secret posts, who would stand up to stop one of the three giants of the fairy gate?

Oh~www.readwn.com~ No, the Big Three has now had a severed head. Elder Greedy Wolf is dead.

When he reached the depths of the valley, he rammed into a mountain wall, and a bright light flashed in front of him.

Long Naotian was naturally familiar with the road, and went straight to one corner, and found a treasure chest that was suppressed. After opening it, there was a banner flag painted with evil spirits lying inside.

Long Zhuotian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, is this flag a powerful magic weapon?" Bing Lu asked in a low voice, her big eyes a little bit puzzled.

"It's more powerful, supreme," Long Aotian muttered in a low voice, holding up the flag, carefully put it in the sleeve of his robe, and then swept his eyes to the surroundings.

There were treasures piled up like hills everywhere, spiritual stones piled up like city walls, and countless finished immortal treasures.

Here is the biggest treasure house of Tianfeng.

"Master should need these," Long Naotian murmured, and the ice dew beside her suddenly tilted her head.

Owner?

How does Master feel weird today.

Just as the little demon was about to ask questions, Long Zhuotian's figure shook, and instantly turned into a dragon head with a diameter of ten feet, and then the dragon’s mouth was opened, and countless treasures, treasures, and spiritual stones around him turned into Countless streamers flew into the dragon's mouth.

"Master, what are you doing!" Binglu asked anxiously.

The left eye of the demon dragon dragon head intact rolled downwards, and the corner of his mouth gently twitched, a force of pulling wrapped around Bing Dew, swallowing her directly with the surrounding treasures.

"The master should like such a well-behaved disciple."

Long Naotian turned into a human form, scanned the empty cave, and turned away calmly.

After leaving the treasure house, he waved his hand and set a restriction that others could not break, then turned his head and shouted, "The little thief deceived me, and he will definitely skin you to cramp."

After saying this, his figure soared into the sky, and he bumped out of the mountain guard formation.