Yuxiang

boom!

The towering Chaos Beast Tower began to shake violently, and then slowly rose into the air. The air of chaos wrapped around the tower.

Suddenly, the pagoda shrinks sharply, and in an instant it turns into a beam of light and shoots towards Murong Xianxian.She raised her left hand subconsciously, and the stream of light fell into her palm... For a moment, Murong Xianxian only felt her palm sink, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she got used to the situation immediately, but felt that her left hand was a bit heavy , as if carrying something.

"Five seniors, this...how could this be the case?"

When Murong Xianxian saw the faintly visible, tattoo-like pagoda pattern on her palm, she couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Jin Ze chuckled and asked, "Master, do you know where the imprint was when our last master controlled the Chaos Beast Tower?"

"Where?" Murong Xianxian was really curious.

Jin Ze touched his forehead, smiled without saying a word.

"What do you mean... Oh, I see." Murong Xianxian suddenly felt that she was extremely lucky, and she didn't know how that Emperor Mu acted against this big baby.

At this moment, Murong Xianxian was still digesting all kinds of news from the Chaos Beast Pagoda... It wasn't until she had completely digested it that she truly sympathized with that Emperor Muxian.

After receiving the Chaos Tower of Beasts, Murong Xianxian prepared to separate the Crystal World from herself and hand it over to Murong Qianxue. This girl is her chosen successor. Treasures such as jade lutes were entrusted to her to take charge, while the five immortal kings entered the Chaos Beast Tower to protect Murong Xianxian closely.

So far, Murong Xianxian has already handed over the position of head teacher to Murong Qianxue, but Murong Qianxue's cultivation level is not enough, so she is not in a hurry to create momentum for the time being.

After everything was settled, Murong Xianxian didn't go out immediately. She waited in the sect, and at the same time instructed the disciples to practice, especially for Murong Qianxue, Li Yaoyao and other disciples who were destined to preside over the party in the future. Her cultivation had already reached the peak of the early stage of Mahayana, and it was only now that the high-level officials in the workshop announced that she was going out to do a very important thing.

Before leaving, Murong Xianxian summoned Kong Li and other monster cultivators. These big monsters were subdued by Immortal Mu...or suppressed in the pagoda.Now that most of them have advanced to Mahayana, Murong Xianxian only made one request, as long as they swear to guard Wenxiangfang for 500 years, they can get rid of the shackles of Wanshou Pagoda.

For these big monsters, 500 years is just a blink of an eye, as long as they can get rid of the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts and regain their freedom, all of this is worth it.

At this point, Murong Xianxian was completely relieved. With the protection of these big demons in Wenxiangfang, even if she ascended in the future, there is little power in the endless sea that can be an enemy of Wenxiangfang, not to mention in the crystal world, there are other A force that can be recruited and adjusted when necessary.

During this trip, Murong Xianxian also handed over the famous Qingluan treasure chariot to Murong Qianxue... For her, this treasure is actually a ostentatious object. Faster than this chariot.

At this moment, a group of Wenxiangfang disciples stood in mid-air to see them off, although they all knew they would see each other again, but Murong Xiaoxiao and others knew that the time to see each other might be the time to say goodbye forever.

"This time I'm going to find a passage to enter the Demon Realm. No matter what, I will rush back before the ascension. You don't have to worry."

Murong Xianxian waved her hand very chicly, tore open a space crack and got in... In a short while, the crack closed slowly.

This time, she didn't even bring Ao Xiaolong with her.

In the endless space, Murong Xianxian tore through the space over and over again, carefully avoiding the turbulent flow of the space, and restraining her own breath.

She was going to reach the Abyss of the Sea of ​​Fog in one go, because there might be a way to enter the Demon Realm there.

However, the plan did not change quickly. Just when she felt that she was not far from the Abyss of the Sea of ​​Fog, a sudden change occurred, cracks began to vibrate in the space, and the turbulent flow in the space also showed signs of going berserk.

"Damn it!" It was the first time Murong Xianxian encountered this kind of thing, but she didn't know who to scold, she could only blame herself for her bad luck.

Supernatural powers such as space movement or teleportation are afraid of sudden interruptions. Once the space is turbulent and violent, even gods will not be spared if they fall into it.

It would be too dangerous to stay any longer, Murong Xianxian tore apart the space without hesitation and rushed out of the space passage.

"How is this going?"

As soon as she flew out of the space, she was taken aback by the scene in front of her... This was clearly a battlefield, magic weapons, flying swords, and various supernatural powers in mid-air were intertwined into a brilliant and vigorous movement, with surging aura Such as Tao, the momentum is frightening.

Needless to say, she has suffered an indiscriminate disaster. When she is moving in space, she needs the absolute stability of the space channel... The battle between ordinary practitioners will not affect the space channel, but a battle of this scale will not affect the space channel. The battle was about to catch up with the confrontation between the two armies. Both sides had invested hundreds of middle and high-level practitioners. This was the first time Murong Xianxian had seen a battle of this scale.

The two sides in the battle are attacking and defending, the disadvantaged party is starting to break through and escape, while the strong party is concentrating on the strong to kill the opponent's strong, the situation can be seen at a glance.

hum~

In the sky, a flying sword radiated thousands of sword lights and shot in all directions. Many monks were unable to dodge and were cut down by the sword energy. Even the towering ancient trees on the ground near the epiphysis fell in pieces.

Zheng!

An umbrella-shaped magic weapon flew high into the sky and resisted the flying sword. The two magic weapons began to collide continuously. The monk who was on the disadvantaged side desperately broke through... so undead, Murong Xianxian also became an attacking gaze. The flying sword turned into a rainbow and swept towards Murong Xianxian.

puff!dumb!

Two monks who happened to appear between Murong Xianxian and Fei Jian were chopped down on the spot, bleeding profusely.

Zheng!

Murong Xianxian frowned slightly, flicked the ten fingers of both hands, and emitted streams of Taiyi sword energy, shooting the sword rainbow continuously, knocking it out of its original shape, and rolling in the air again and again.

"Huh?" The owner of the flying sword is a Mahayana monk, seeing Murong Xianxian block his own blow, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and quickly sent out a sword art to him.

In the sky, the flying sword swayed suddenly, turning into hundreds of sword lights and slashing towards Murong Xianxian.

"baffling!"

Although the opponent's repeated attacks made Murong Xianxian displeased, but he didn't want to be involved in this battle.Murong Xianxian gave the old man a cold look, then his figure suddenly disappeared from under the sword and appeared in the same place.

"Fellow daoist in front, get out of the way!"

Behind Murong Xianxian, a stream of light and stars came in the same direction as her, followed by a large number of chasing soldiers, and dozens of flying sword magic weapons slammed down on the stream of light like a storm... The monk was kind enough to remind him, but his voice sounded like a young female nun.

Ok?

After Murong Xianxian heard this voice, she suddenly stopped the light - she heard this voice somewhat familiar. (To be continued.)