The sky was full of fog, and the sky was full of fog.

Xuanyuan Continent, Beihuang Shenzhou, outside the millions of mountains.

At this time, a huge, about 100 meters long, silver-white floating boat was sailing rapidly in the air.

At the front of the floating boat, there was a man wearing a snow-white long robe and long white hair.

The figure was a little thin, but the old man exuded a breath of immortality.

He was standing there silently with his hands behind his back and his eyes narrowed.

And behind this old man, among a group of young men and women, the extremely handsome Chen Taiping was a little panicked at this moment.

"Master, aren't we supposed to go to Daotian Sect?"

"Why is this route a little off?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the front should be the Million Mountains where countless demonic forces gather?"

"Are we going the wrong way?"

Chen Taiping tried his best to control his emotions and asked the old man in front of him who was full of "immortal spirit".

Linghu Yang, with an extremely calm expression on his face, turned his head and glanced at Chen Taiping, who was extremely cautious and had asked four times along the way.

Linghu Yang's mouth curled up slightly, and then he replied: "Don't worry, little guy, you will know later..."

......

About another hour later.

At this time, the silver-white floating boat had completely sailed into the depths of the Million Mountains, which seemed to be endless.

Even Chen Taiping, who was paying close attention, was a little confused about the specific location.

The only thing he knew was...

This was definitely not the territory of Daotian Sect.

You know, Daotian Sect was one of the ten most powerful forces in the Northern Wilderness Divine Land, and was also the synonym of absolute righteousness.

How could the Daotian Sect's sect be located in the mountains where the forces of the Demon Sect gathered?

"We are here, let's all get down..."

Linghu Yang drove the airship to slowly land on the ground.

On the airship, Chen Taiping raised his head.

He looked at the plaque with the three characters "Daofu Sect" engraved on it at the entrance of the sect under a very high mountain in front of him.

He was a little dumbfounded.

Daofu Sect?

Daofu Sect? ?

Daofu Sect? ? ?

What the hell? ! !

Shouldn't he join Daotian Sect?

Of course, it was not just Chen Taiping who was stunned, but all the young men and women on the entire airship were dumbfounded.

You know, the immortal master named Linghu Yang.

At the beginning, when the major dynasties in the Northern Wilderness Divine Land recruited young men and women with the qualifications to cultivate immortals.

That was the name of Daotian Sect, one of the ten strongest forces in the Northern Wilderness Divine Land, which possessed the absolute light of righteousness.

But now, Daotian Sect has become Daofu Sect, which is really unbearable...

"Immortal Master, are you mistaken?"

Beside Chen Taiping, a young man dressed in luxurious clothes and exuding nobility pointed to the three words "Daofu Sect" on the huge plaque at the entrance of the sect.

He took a deep breath and then said: "Isn't it written... Daofu Sect? And we are going to Daotian Sect, shouldn't it be?"

As the young man's words fell.

On the floating boat, those young men and women with extraordinary roots also spoke one after another.

Anyway, the general meaning is.

They were going to join Daotian Sect, one of the ten most powerful forces in Beihuang Shenzhou, the absolute light of righteousness.

It was not some shitty pirated Daofu Sect.

However, Linghu Yang did not say anything to the words of the group of young men and women.

Instead, he just narrowed his eyes and smiled at the young men in front of him.

It was as if he didn't care about the noise of the little guys in front of him.

"Brother, this group of little guys are the fresh blood you recruited from all over Beihuang Shenzhou this year?"

A hoarse voice suddenly came slowly from a distance.

Linghu Yang turned his head and glanced at his junior brother Yan Chong who came down quickly from the top of the mountain.

He smiled, then nodded and said, "Yes, these are the little guys I recruited from various dynasties in Beihuang Shenzhou."

"I have to say that the roots of these little guys are quite good."

"The root bones of the worst one are ten times better than those of ordinary people.

times more than that of an ordinary person."

"The best one has even reached 125 times that of an ordinary person."

"It's just that these little guys don't know the rules now and are not easy to discipline."

"This makes me very distressed..."

Yan Chong listened to what his senior brother Linghu Yang said, he smiled coldly, and a flash of blood in his eyes: "Difficult to discipline? Simple, senior brother, go back to the sect first, and leave these little guys to me."

......

Linghu Yang saw that his junior brother Yan Chong said so.

He naturally went directly to the Daofu Sect on the top of the mountain.

And Yan Chong, who stayed here, was dressed in black.

After he looked at his senior brother walking away, his face became completely cold.

He also gradually exuded a faint murderous aura.

"Next, I will say it directly, my Daofu Sect is different from that Daotian Sect. ”

“Daotian Sect is powerful and has a deep foundation. It has existed for at least tens of thousands of years.”

“And my Daofu Sect has only existed for more than 1,300 years since its establishment.”

“Now, I will give you a chance.”

“If you want to leave, stand up...”

“I can take you back.”

Chen Taiping looked at the old man Yan Chong in front of him, who was dressed in black, had a cold face, and looked a little hunched.

He thought for a moment, and then stood still.

He always felt that something was wrong, and things should not be so simple.

Most of the young men and women at the scene were still hesitating in their hearts at this time.

Among the crowd, there was only one fat man.

The little fat man, who seemed to have a little panic on his face, did not hesitate and stood up directly.

“Immortal, Immortal Master.”

“My father is the King Zhao of the White Crane Dynasty in Beihuang Shenzhou. "

"If you can send me back, my father will definitely give me a generous gift..."

The little fat man said tremblingly.

Even when he walked in front of Yan Chong, he didn't dare to look up.

"Are you really going?"

"Although my Daofu Sect is not as good as the Daotian Sect, it is not too bad. "

Yan Chong pretended to keep him, but the little fat man nodded firmly.

You must be kidding. What kind of shitty sect is Daofu Sect?

What good things can there be in the millions of mountains?

Even if he doesn't join Daotian Sect.

He definitely can't stay in a devil's cave like Daofu Sect.

"Well, okay..."

Yan Chong sighed slightly.

Just when the little fat man thought he was about to leave this devil's cave.

Yan Chong suddenly stretched out his extremely skinny right hand, which was like old tree bark.

He blew directly at the little fat man's head.

Gusts of wind whistled.

In an instant, blood mist appeared and gradually filled the place.

The headless body of the little fat man slowly fell in front of the more than one hundred young men and women.

"I asked you to leave, and you really want to leave?"

"Do you really think my Daofu Sect is a famous and upright sect? "This idiot has really dirty my hands..."

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