The Lingshan Sect has been inherited for more than 9,600 years and has 6,473 disciples. It has thousands of palaces such as Chuan Gong Hall, Dianjing Pavilion, and Wanfa Hall, which are located in the Qianniu Mountains. There are rapids in the east and west directions of the gate. It can be said that it is reflected in the sunshine in the morning and bathed in the golden water in the evening. It is very comfortable for the disciples to sit and talk about Taoism or practice and wield swords.
As one of the twenty-eight sects in the southern border of Yijie Mountain, although it is not the top among the twenty-eight sects, it is not considered inferior either. The Supreme Elder Ma Wumen’s Holy Ruins fell into nothingness. If you join the Human Emperor in the future, you will be considered a first-class sect. The disciples are full of hope for the future!
“A century ago, there were disputes in the world, but they were all about small ways. Even the tribes in other regions except our central region were in rebellion, and they just wanted to coexist. The birth of the three emperors of the human race was enough. Suppression was at the beginning of the Wanwu era, also called the initial replacement.
Forty-seven years ago, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, the Big Dipper shifted, and the four stars appeared together for three days, indicating great evil and supreme power. The ancestors have returned and monsters from generation to generation have appeared frequently. The world has changed. Times have changed!"
Outside the Lingshan Sect's Star Hall, Ling Yue'er, the master master of martial arts, was dressed in red as a true disciple! She is wearing a long robe, her hair is in a high bun, her eyebrows are as bright as a pair of daisies, her nose is beautiful, her lips are cherry, and her eyebrows are a little red. She is obviously extremely beautiful, but at this moment, her eyebrows are full of seriousness, which makes people look scared.
Eight hundred true disciples in red were sitting cross-legged in the square below. They were listening attentively. Someone suddenly asked: "Senior Sister, if sixty years ago was the initial replacement, then forty-seven years ago to the present, what is the era called?"< br>
Ling Yue'er solemnly said: "In the Fifth Realm Mountain, the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty and the twelve newly born Supremes in the Seven Great Palaces, eight million miles away in the Middle Territory, have calculated the stars of the heaven and earth, and concluded It is called the First Era of Zhenwu and has been passed down to all major regions!
This year is the thirty-seventh year of the Zhenwu Era. It is left as a record for the historians!
The Zhenwu people, namely Xuanwu, lived in Qilai in the north! The great emperors all regard the seven places in the north as their destiny palace. Now that the emperor of heaven has not emerged, thousands of warriors are fighting for the world, and heaven is eyeing it, it is said that the true martial era should be the truth of destiny! "
"That's it!" The disciple suddenly understood.
"Senior Sister!" A female disciple stood up and clasped her fists and said, "We already know that the supreme beings on earth have returned one after another, but... what is a monster for generations?"
"Monster is a name for top geniuses. . "
Ling Yue'er's face showed a trace of longing and envy, "Junior sister Huan'er, and all of you junior brothers and sisters know that before the medieval times, when the last great emperor was in power, all the realms of the world were still intact. block complete The continent is 167 million miles long from east to west and 280 million miles long from north to south. It is so vast and vast, and what a world of mortals it is.
The martial arts inheritance at that time, magical means , definitely not comparable to today's.
We and other later martial artists practiced the martial arts of later generations. The stronger the stronger, the more powerful it was. The ancient martial arts of the mainland were basically lost.
For example, the Nine Secrets of the Qinghuang, the Ancient Martial Arts Trap Technique, the Qingyun Sword Platform, etc. are all epoch-making magical powers. How many people have them?
Generation is a kind of inheritance left over from that time, but not all generations of families are truly inheritance. Even if they have martial arts, they are only in a few.
But now, the true monster of the era has returned from nowhere, crossing borders to kill people and suppressing all directions. Everyone wants to gain a foothold in the world and compete for opportunities in the world. "
Female disciple Huan'er asked again: "Is it possible that a demon from all ages can defeat dozens of people in the same situation? "
An awkward smile appeared at the corner of Ling Yue'er's mouth: "Let's put it this way, a monster from the past was eating breakfast, served the bean curd, and killed eight hundred of you, and the bean curd was still cold before he turned around. Ten years ago, I went to the Third Realm Mountain and saw a man with my own eyes. His grace was rare in the world! ”
"Ouch——"
The eight hundred disciples were in an uproar.
Huan'er also showed a hint of horror in her eyes, and asked curiously: "Is the Master Shen Hanyi who suppressed the Lindu Sword Dynasty an evildoer for the first time?"
Ling Yue'er shook his head: "No! But he is the newly promoted Human Emperor, and he can do magic before he becomes the Ancient Emperor. He is a descendant of magic and martial arts. He is even comparable to the ordinary geniuses, but he is still far from the evil of the era! "< br>
A male disciple stood up and cupped his hands and said: "What is the difference between this generation of genius and the generation of monster? It sounds a bit embarrassing."
Ling Yue'er sighed and said: "Those who practice and pass down ordinary magical powers from generation to generation are geniuses, and those who practice the ancient supreme and quasi-emperors' inheritance from generation to generation are evildoers. This is how the division is divided. No one can tell.
A months ago "The Qi Liangcai who defeated Shen Hanyi is the genius from the Second Realm Mountain!"
Eight hundred disciples couldn't help but yearn for him, and a female disciple asked again: "Do we have any hope of cultivating the inheritance?" ?"< br>
Ling Yue'er smiled bitterly: "Who is willing to teach it? Do you think that everyone is Ye Miaojin, the proud daughter of heaven in the Third Realm Mountain? Or the one who was accepted by a certain palace in the Fifth Realm Mountain? The disciple’s nine-tailed fox girl?”
A male disciple with a handsome face said with determination: "In today's world of great strife, nothing is impossible. Warriors like us will never bow our heads. Sooner or later, one day..."
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Before he finished speaking, a trace of fine sand-like blood appeared on the tip of his nose. He subconsciously grabbed a handful and exclaimed in surprise: "What a strong evil spirit, what is this?"
"This, this... ..."
Not only him, but also the eight hundred disciples around him stood up one after another, stretched out their hands with puzzled faces, and grabbed the floating blood. Ling Yue'er was also a little surprised, but she was a great sage, higher than the eight hundred disciples. She immediately followed the blood color and looked towards the end. When she looked at it, her face suddenly lost all color, and she stood up tremblingly. Looking blankly towards the east river.
I saw a sea of blood-colored clouds rolling over the rapidly flowing and extremely wide river, and the rich evil spirit, evil spirit and murderous aura spread like water.
On that river, there were densely packed and boundless ferocious beasts, flying in the sky, running underground, and swimming in the water. They were as small as fists and as big as mountains. They rushed towards her with unparalleled momentum. With just one glance, they killed her. A feeling that the world is about to collapse.
The eight hundred disciples finally discovered it, and all of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale and panicked.
"Bang the drum, beat the drum, notify the sect that the ferocious beast is coming!"
Na Ling Yue'er shouted loudly.
Not waiting for her instructions, in a palace above, other disciples had already sounded the sect's eight profound drums.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Hundreds of sect masters were ejected into the clouds. Supreme Elder Ma Wumen, Sect Leader Qi Jingyuan, and the elders were all present, but everyone had a hint of shock on their faces. For a while, it was like falling into the clouds and fog.
"Open the mountain protection formation! Quick!"
Immediately, Qi Jingyuan, the leader of Lingshan Sect, roared angrily.
However, it was too late. Seventy-two demon gathering flags suddenly appeared in the evil aura of millions of ferocious beasts outside the mountain that blocked the sky and the sun, fluttering in the wind. For a time, the sun and moon were darkened, and the mountains roared with tsunami.
Eight hundred dragons flew into the clouds, rolling up the river and flooding it!
Another three thousand giant monsters appeared from all directions, carrying the mountain and smashing it hard.
Halfway through the formation, the mountain-protecting formation collapsed. Hundreds of disciples holding the formation piles vomited blood and flew back.
Then the river spread across the entire sect.
What’s even more terrifying is the thousands of mountains that came crashing down on them. Even if the masters of the sect cast spells to crush them, there were still a few “fish that slipped through the net” that smashed the palace and killed a group of disciples.
"Bang!"
A mountain hit the Xingchen Palace Square, creating a deep pit in the middle of the square. Blood splashed like rain, and broken limbs flew around. At least a hundred people were killed. The rest of the disciples, including the ambitious male disciple just now.
For a moment, the figure flew past rapidly, screaming again and again.
"Senior Sister!"
As Huan'er exclaimed, she flew to Ling Yue'er's side, her face pale: "What happened, what happened, why are there so many The beast! ”
"The ferocious beast..."
Ling Yue'er didn't know what happened. Seeing another mountain coming, she quickly pulled Huan'er and flew into the air. She raised her eyes and saw an uncle, and said quickly: " Master Wu, what should I do?"
"Set up the formation, Lingshan Seventy-Two Swords Formation! Kill the beasts!"
Before Master Wu could answer, Qi Jingyuan, the supreme leader, shouted angrily.
“Here…”
Thousands of disciples, like headless flies, hurriedly held their swords and flew through the river and rocks, gradually forming a majestic sword array, with a total of seventy-one small arrays and one main array! (End of this chapter)