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Pang Yue drank a few cups of tea with Bai Bingyu, and the latter got up to leave.

a few days later.

The Yin Yang sect announced to the world that the new suzerain celebration and Yuanshen grand ceremony will be held!

After the news spread, people inside and outside the sect who had good friends with Huang Wanying either sent congratulatory gifts or came to congratulate in person.

The other four top sects in Yanzhou Continent also sent experts from their sects to watch the ceremony.

Fenggu, Lingjian Pavilion, Tiangui Sect, and Yuanjue Temple seem to have been negotiated, and they are all from the generation of the sect who are most likely to become the primordial god.

Among them are Fenggu Chu Qiaoxi and Tiangui Zong Zhengtu, who have been famous for decades and are known as invincible in the Golden Core Realm.

Not to mention other small sects and sects, all the heads came in person.

The grand ceremony lasted for three days, and Huang Wanying's real appearance was only half a day.

After accepting the congratulations from all sects, Huang Wanying taught the Fa on the spot for an hour, which was counted as a thank you gift.

The ones who were really celebrating were the Qi Refining and Daoist disciples in the sect.

Although the Yin Yang Sect has lost an elder of the Yuanshen, it has once again returned to the grand occasion of a Sanyuanshen, and the strength of the elder Pang is unfathomable, and his deterrent power to the outside world seems to be higher than that of the former elder Ying Tianshou.

This made everyone from the upper and lower sects of the Yin-Yang Sect feel at ease, and they could stand upright when walking in the world of self-cultivation.

After the main hall was over, Pang Yue quietly set up the two-world Qianyuan Sumeru golden light formation on Cangyun Peak.

Once this formation is activated, it can generate layers of golden clouds, covering the void in a radius of ten thousand miles, or it can be retracted to a radius of a hundred miles, only enclosing the area of ​​Cangyun Peak.

With such a large formation, even if Tian Luo Da Neng came, he would never want to break in for a while.

Pang Yue returned to Cangyun Palace and devoted himself to meditation, ignoring foreign affairs, sitting and watching the clouds roll and the clouds bloom, and the flowers bloom and fade.

Huang Wanying took up the position of suzerain, and she often stays at the Yinyang Heavenly Palace at the core of the sect, and occasionally returns to Cangyun Peak to find her master to practice some magical techniques.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was the day when the Xuanling Cave Dan Banquet was held.

On this day, Bai Bingyu brought more than a dozen Jindan elders from the Yin Yang Sect, three hundred warriors and maids, and rode in a cloud chariot with a grand guard of honor, and came to Cangyun Peak to invite Pang Yue to come out of the mountain.

I saw a ray of light flying into the cloud chariot, without turning its heels, the cloud chariot officially set off, heading towards the sky outside the sect.

……

Xuanling Cave.

This cave is located in the southwestern part of the Yanzhou Continent. From the outside, among the mountains, there is a huge tiankeng with a radius of hundreds of miles. The tiankeng is deep and dark, and the bottom cannot be seen at a glance.

There is another cave at the bottom of the tiankeng!

The tunnels at the bottom of the pit extend in all directions, among which the three major tunnels suddenly open up and grow tall after going deep into the ground for thousands of miles, which is where the Xuanling Cave is located.

The Xuanling Cave is more than a thousand feet high and the terrain is open. There are many strange rocks in the cave, underground rivers and lakes abound, and all kinds of heaven and earth spirits and monsters haunt it.

In the depths of the Xuanling Cave, there is a strange place where more than a dozen gigantic stalactites hang upside down from the thousand-foot-high dome.

Every hundred years, these stalactites will drip a kind of spiritual liquid, this kind of spiritual liquid is similar to the Xuanxue Dan that Huang Wanying took. The monk's physical body and soul increase the chance of being promoted to the primordial spirit.

This place has long been monopolized by the five top sects in the Yanzhou Continent, sealed off by a fifth-order magic circle, and five Jindan monks are on duty all year round.

Every hundred years, the five primordial gods and true monarchs gather here to fight swords, arrange seats, share spiritual fluids, and pay attention to fairness!

The winner can take half of the liquid.

this day.

The cloud chariot of the Yin Yang Sect flew into the Xuanling Cave, and the cloud chariot was filled with a myriad of auspicious lights, illuminating hundreds of miles of land, like daytime.

The spectacle in the cave is spectacular, attracting the amazement of everyone on the cloud chariot.

Soon after, the cloud chariot arrived at its destination.

In that magnificent spiritual cave, there are nineteen regiments of bright pearls hanging quietly within a hundred miles, illuminating the surrounding area like daylight.

Under the stalactites hanging from the dome, there are five hill-like platforms.

When the cloud chariot flew over, there were already people on the other four platforms.

The sky above the stone platform was full of brilliance, one blue and one purple, two streaks of light were fighting fiercely in the air, and from time to time they bumped into brilliant colorful lights, blue neon glow.

The auras revealed by the two escaping lights are all of the primordial spirit series, with vast power and turbulent aura.

Not long after the cloud chariot of the Yin Yang Sect fell, the two of them stopped fighting, and the purple light flew out backwards, turning into a Taoist priest in Xuanpao who was handsome and imposing. He is a true master of Yuanshen with profound Taoism.

In that blue light, there was a young man in golden clothes and high crown, with red lips and white teeth.

It was Zhu Xian who had been to Yin Yang Sect back then, and the Supreme Elder of Fenggu.

Zhu Xian looked at the Xuanpao Taoist opposite him with complicated eyes, smiled wryly and shook his head, "Senior Brother Luo's skill has improved greatly in the past hundred years, but my younger brother is still not as good as you!"

This xuanpao Taoist is Luo Yixin, the Supreme Elder of Lingjian Pavilion, with a three-level cultivation of Yuanshen, and one of the few masters of swordsmanship in Yanzhou Continent.

There used to be two primordial gods in Lingjian Pavilion, but one fell in Master Yunhe's legacy many years ago, and now he is the only one left.

On this occasion.

Luo Yixin also saw the cloud chariot of the Yin Yang Sect, his expression suddenly changed, he didn't know what he thought of, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

He bowed his hands to Zhu Xian, turned and returned to the stone platform of Lingjian Pavilion.

Right now, five sects are gathered.

Three primordial spirits came to Fenggu, more than 30 Jindan major repairs, the most powerful.

Next is the Heavenly Ghost Sect, in which all three primordial spirits are present.

Lingjian Pavilion and Yuanjue Temple only come to a Yuanshen.

On the cloud chariot of the Yin-Yang Sect, Bai Bingyu flew out, with a smile on her beautiful face, and bowed to her colleagues from the four major sects.

Behind her is a figure like a king!
Wearing a gown robe and a flat sky crown on his head, he is majestic and noble, with the overbearing meaning of controlling hundreds of millions of flames in the world.

His expression was indifferent and arrogant, his face was very similar to Pang Yue's, and he looked serious.

Needless to say, all the primordial spirits and true masters present also guessed his origin, and they were all looking at this new Yinyang sect primordial spirit.

But he didn't know that this was just a clone of Pang Yue's magic talisman.

Flame Emperor Demon Crown!

According to the past situation, among the five major sects, Fenggu is the strongest, and the five primordial gods and true monarchs in the sect are overwhelming the world, firmly controlling the first seat and taking half of the spiritual liquid.

The second and third are often competed among the Yinyang Sect, Tiangui Sect, and Lingjian Pavilion.

Due to the matter of Master Yunhe's legacy, the Yinyang Sect and Lingjian Pavilion were seriously injured, and they both urgently needed to cultivate new souls to suppress the aura of the sects.

Not long ago, the Yin Yang sect came out with Huang Wanying, a real monarch, but now there is no successor in Lingjian Pavilion, and it is urgent to get more spiritual liquid back.

The Yuanshen of the Yin Yang Sect is superior in that there are many people, but all of them have broken through the realm of Yuanshen in recent years, and those with the deepest cultivation are nothing more than white ice jade.

Although Pang Yue was well-known, he only killed a few casual cultivators with the help of the Yin-Yang sect's formation, which was nothing in the eyes of the primordial spirits present.

Therefore.

At this moment, Luo Yixin of Lingjian Pavilion wanted to test Pang Yue's strength first, so as to repel the Yin Yang Sect first, and then calmly compete with the Sky Ghost Sect for the second seat.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a gloomy voice from the Heavenly Ghost Sect: "Fellow Daoist Pang, I have heard about your name for a long time. Today, I am here to learn your master's advice."

On the stone platform of Tianguizong, a wisp of ghost smoke circulated and turned into a ferocious face, looking at Pang Yue unscrupulously, and sneered endlessly.

"Heavenly Ghost Zonglu Wuhen, Primordial Spirit Second Level Heaven, Fellow Daoist Pang, be careful."

On the side, Bai Bingyu, who has a graceful figure and a graceful and charming temperament, said through voice transmission.

Pang Yue looked at Lu Wuhen, this person had killed the two daughters Murongxue and Huang Wanying with the Patriarch of Weeping Blood, intending to seize the treasures left by Master Yunhe, and in the end he killed Patriarch of Weeping Blood and killed this person startle away.

Unexpectedly, he dared to take the lead in challenging today.

Pang Yue nodded calmly, and said, "Okay, I'm about to experience the supernatural powers of the Heavenly Ghost Sect."

Nalu Wuhen laughed, his body trembled with a ghostly aura, and suddenly a cold and strange ghost fire appeared all over the sky, and hundreds of ghosts condensed with ghostly aura screamed and rushed towards the stone platform of the Yin Yang sect.

It actually covered other monks of the Yin Yang Sect!
The Jindan elders of the Yin Yang Sect were startled, cold sweat broke out from behind their backs, and they cursed the Heavenly Ghost Sect secretly.

Pang Yuezhuo stood still, with a cold smile on his face, and a three-foot-long flame and sword light suddenly jumped out from behind him!
The sword light spread out suddenly, and it galloped hundreds of feet away. As far as the sword light touched, it was like cracking the sun and melting snow, and all the flying ghosts were instantly wiped out.

The blade was too sharp, leaving scars in the void, and a large straight black line lingered for a long time.

Lu Wuhen frowned, and dozens of throwing knives with silver light flew out of the ghost fog in an instant, rushing towards Pang Yue again.

Pang Yue smiled slightly, and the flaming sword light in the air flickered like a flash of light, stopping all the flying knives and knocking them down.

Lu Wuhen was terrified, although he knew that Pang Yue was of extraordinary strength, he once beheaded the Weeping Blood Patriarch with a single sword.

But the man who cried blood was just a casual cultivator, and he might have a primordial spirit, and his supernatural powers and spells were far behind those of a large primordial spirit like them.

Moreover, his strength has improved greatly over the years, so he should be able to test out the depth of Pang Yue.

But he didn't expect Pang Yue to be so powerful, but just two swords broke his biggest support against the enemy.

He wanted to retreat, and was about to open his mouth to get away, but he heard a clear cry of sword light in the air, he trembled slightly on the spot, and suddenly a sharp light flashed out, crossed Baizhang in the blink of an eye, and rushed towards him.

Lu Wuhen was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed a ten-zhang flag, the sword light fell down, cut the flag into two sections, and then turned it around again, still refusing to give up, chasing it up, Lu Wuhen was in a hurry Suddenly, he shouted loudly, turned into billowing ghost smoke, and wanted to escape.

On the side, another Primordial Spirit True Lord of the Heavenly Ghost Sect saw this, pointed with one hand, and a icy fire light blocked Pang Yue's sword light.

Nether sky fire!

Pang Yue sneered, and waved his sleeves, the sword light just wiped and twisted, and the ghost fire disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wuhen felt chills in his heart. Youming Tianhuo is a supernatural power of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, but now it was cut off by Pang Yue with a single sword. He really couldn't think of how to deal with this person.

"Friend Lu Dao, please take my sword."

Pang Yue chuckled, and the flaming sword light suddenly appeared ferociously like a phantom, and appeared behind Lu Wuhen in an instant, and with a sudden slash, he smashed his protective aura and split him into pieces with one sword. two halves.

A generation of ghost cultivators fell under the sword with hatred.

"you!"

Seeing this, another primordial spirit of the Heavenly Ghost Sect burst into anger, and charged at Pang Yue with murderous intent.

But he was stopped by another middle-aged man with a jade face and big ears from the Tiangui Sect: "Junior Brother Lu won't listen to persuasion, so don't be impulsive anymore!"

This man's eyelids drooped, his black beard hung down his chest, and he was majestic and upright. It was the same Yan Yuxian who had witnessed Pang Yue beheading the three elders of Yanshan.

One of the three primordial spirits of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

On the stone platform of the Yin Yang Sect, Pang Yue said in a low voice: "Pang was negligent for a while and accidentally killed Fellow Daoist Lu. If you are not convinced... you might as well come up together."

His tone was flat, but he couldn't hide the unruly and heroic meaning in his words.

Everyone in the Heavenly Ghost Sect showed resentment.

But on the side of the Yin Yang Sect, many Jindan elders were in high spirits and their hearts were filled with excitement.

Elder Pang is so terrifying...

On the stone platform of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, the jade-faced and big-eared Yan Yuxian said in a deep voice, "Your Taoist Pang has a high level of cultivation, our Heavenly Ghost Sect will withdraw from the battle with the Yin-Yang Sect this time."

Pang Yue nodded, since he had already made a move, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he set his eyes on the stone platform in Fenggu.

In the center of the Phoenix Valley Group Cultivation, there is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a tall figure, a calm demeanor, and a simple and luxurious attire.

It was the legendary No. [-] monk in Yanzhou, Huo Zhengyun!

When Pang Yue looked at this person, the other person also looked at him.

"Fellow Daoist Pang hides his secrets. It turns out that he is already in the fourth heaven of primordial spirit!"

Huo Zhengyun said with an expression on his face.

How many years has it been since no one dared to challenge Feng Gu in Xuanling Cave?

Pang Yue smiled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, fellow Taoist."

Huo Zhengyun took a step, and came to the void in the center of the five stone platforms, and said calmly, "Friend Daoist Pang, please!"

Pang Yue walked out of the stone platform leisurely and came across Huo Zhengyun.

Huo Zhengyun said in a deep voice: "I haven't shot Fenggu for a long time, and the world has probably forgotten what happened back then. Anyway, since you chose it yourself, then let me be ruthless."

After saying that, he raised his sleeves and pinched the magic formula in his hand, a shining spirit pearl appeared out of nowhere in the void, and a ray of light shot out in an instant, it was extremely dazzling and spread for several miles around.

This light has to be released, and it is only closed in the blink of an eye. Compared with the electric light and thunderbolt, there is only less sound.

When everyone opened their eyes and looked again, they saw that there was nothing in the sky, and the figures of the two people were gone.

Luo Yixin, a Taoist in the Xuanpao of Lingjian Pavilion, saw this mirror, his expression darkened, and he said to himself, "Mysterious scenery of mountains and seas? Huo Zhengyun went all out when he made a move..."

Mountain and Sea Xuanjing is one of Fenggu's five great supernatural powers, which can create a small world and trap monks in it to fight each other. Even if outsiders want to intervene, they will not be able to find a way to enter.Cultivator Fenggu usually uses this magical power when he is fighting for life and death.

On the stone stage of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, the Yuanshen elder asked Yan Yuxian, "Brother, do you think who will win this time?"

Yan Yu's jade face was wide open, she pondered for a long time, and said: "It's hard to say, Fenggu Huo Zhengyun has never been defeated in a thousand years, his magic power is powerful, and his supernatural powers are mysterious. No one knows how powerful he is. And that Zhenjun Pang is not simple. It is hard to predict who will win and who will lose between the two!"

Bai Bingyu also showed worry on her face, her beautiful eyes looked at the place where Pang Yue disappeared, and she was very nervous for a while.

……

After seeing a flash of brilliance, Pang Yue's foreground suddenly changed, and his surroundings were surrounded by a sea of ​​white clouds.

The mountains are like fairy islands, ups and downs in the sea of ​​clouds.

Pang Yue had heard a little about Fenggu's supernatural powers, and he guessed the origin of this supernatural power in the blink of an eye.

This Huo Zhengyun's cultivation level was high enough, and his methods were sophisticated enough, so he directly attacked with all his strength to trap him in this situation, thus occupying an absolutely favorable situation.

Seeing that the clouds in the sky parted, Huo Zhengyun appeared, surrounded by stars, and shouted softly, "Pang Yue, you have fallen into my law, and no one can save you. It's still too late to admit defeat!"

Huo Zhengyun has been in Taoism for 300 years, with extremely high talent and the blessing of Fenggu heritage, he has long been invincible in Yanzhou Continent for many years.

And this magical power of mountains and seas is one of the methods he has used to suppress the bottom of the box after years of hard work.

This time, he sensed that Pang Yue's threat to him was far greater than any opponent in the past, so he used this magical power without hesitation.

Pang Yue smiled lightly, and the only response was a sword cry that resounded between heaven and earth.

A flying sword appeared in front of Pang Yue!

The length of the sword is only one foot and three inches, the shape of the sword is simple and simple, the body of the sword is bronze in color, and there are four characters in ancient seal script on it: Heavenly Demon Slashes Immortal!
With this four characters as the center, countless dazzling and complicated patterns spread out, spreading all over the flying sword, as if countless voids were solidified on the sword, and thousands of worlds gathered at one point.

On the sword body, a faint black mist and demonic energy flowed endlessly, its light was faint and empty, and the sword body was as thin as paper, surrounded by light and shadow, faintly visible.

The dense patterns on the sword body are like cracks in the void, layer by layer, exuding a sharp aura that can tear Qing Ming apart, and an awe-inspiring sword intent rushes towards him.

When Huo Zhengyun saw this sword, he couldn't help frowning: "Seventh-order flying sword?!"

Pang Yue laughed loudly, full of mana, and urged the Heavenly Demon Slashing Immortal Sword in front of him with all his strength, and said happily: "It has been so many years since I have been able to use my full strength, Brother Daoist Huo, please don't let me down!"

sound off.

A sky-shattering white rainbow slashed at Huo Zhengyun with the power of splitting the sky.

Human Emperor's Nine Swords!