Fantasy: I, Open Treasure Chests Infinitely, Prove Heavenly Emperor

Qingtian Sword Gate, the back mountain.

Chu Xuanqing sat cross-legged on top of Qingshi on the edge of the magic cliff, feeling the increasingly vast vitality and aura in his body.

With the blessing of Liudingshenhuo Furnace and Sanwei Zhenhuo, the two ancient God fires, his Cultivation Base has reached the middle stage of Dao Realm at this time, and he is one step away from the late stage of Dao Realm, and is about to breakthrough!

But after all, the higher the Realm, the more difficult it is to improve.

Back then, the talented Lu Wanqi reached the Heavenly Cave Realm very early!

But after so many years, she is still stuck in the Returned to Origin Realm of Heavenly Cave Realm, unable to enter the Realm of Real Tribulation for a long time.

In comparison, she was far behind Chu Xuanqing.

Respecting the Dao Realm, in this world can already be called a peerless Power, a character who is like a dragon without seeing his head, living in the legend.

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Dripping Sword Sect, Mountaintop Ancestral Altar!

The entire void looked gloomy, and there was a dark aura of wronged souls surging.

But soon there were streaks of light piercing the sky, shooting towards them like shining meteors.

Each ray of light represents an authentic creature in the wasteland, and now they all gather from all directions.

As the Great Sect of the righteous way in the wasteland, second only to the Qingtian Sword Gate, there are many palaces of the Dishui Sword School, and the lights and runes in the mountains are constantly circulating.

On the top of the thousand-foot-high mountain, in front of the supreme Sacred Land ancestral altar of the Dripping Sword Sect.

A Sword Discussion Arena with a width of one hundred feet floated in the mid-air, surrounded by lights and rippling water, making it look sacred and magnificent.

And this incomparably spacious Sword Discussion Arena is where all the high-level figures of the barren land gather this time.

On the Sword Discourse Arena, there is a strand of elemental power and the blessing of the magic circle, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is unbreakable.

But at this moment, the Sword Discourse Arena was divided into several areas, representing the various factions of the righteous way in the wasteland.

Each area presents different clothing colors, and a Sect flag is flying over each area.

Luoxia Sect, Liangchan Temple, Qingcheng Mountain, Xueyue City...

There are about thirty-eight orthodox sects among them, including first-class major sects such as Qingcheng Mountain and Liangchan Temple, and small sects such as Luoxia Sect.

Daoist Master Cang Yun, head of the Dripping Sword Sect, stood up and arranged for disciples from each sect to receive him.

This time, the Dripping Sword Sect asked for support from all the righteous sects, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Especially when the powerful men from Mount Qingcheng and Liangchan Temple appeared, Daoist Cang Yun stood up to greet them in person.

When he learned that the senior experts from the two factions were present, he was even more delighted and excited.

After all, in the past few years, the Dripping Sword Sect has become more and more powerless in sealing the ancestral altar on the top of the mountain.

There is also the Demon Sealing Valley in the Dripping Sword Sect. Daoist Cangyun and other high-level officials have almost exhausted all their foundations, but they still cannot be completely stabilized.

So at this time, the entire Dishui Sword Sect is already in a precarious situation!

Moreover, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and the righteous way of the wasteland is both prosperous and damaged, and no one can stay out of it.

Daoist Cang Yun has no choice but to seek help from various factions!

"The Heavenly Sword Gate...arrived!"

At this moment, a welcoming disciple on the Sword Discourse Arena said tremblingly, a hint of excitement could be heard in his voice.

Hum...!

Whoosh whoosh! !

At this moment, I saw Sword intent galloping in the void, and streaks of escaping light shot towards them at an extremely fast speed.

When the light dissipated, more than a dozen figures walked out, and all the sects on the Sword Discourse Arena turned their heads to look at it.

The leader is none other than Tianlongzi, the head of the eight elders who are powerful in the wilderness!

"Tianlongzi senior, Jianlingzi senior, Shenjizi senior, Tianqizi senior...."

"There is also the master of Jianxiao Sect and fellow members of Qingtian Sword Sect. Cang Yun is here to welcome you all."

Daoist Cang Yun greeted these prestigious righteous figures immediately.

Especially when he saw that seven of Qingtian's elders came, he was even more ecstatic.

These are the top powerhouses in the wilderness cultivation world!

Especially if a super powerhouse like Tianlongzi came here in person, the crisis of the Dripping Sword Sect must be resolved!

"The right way of Huangyu is connected with each other, but Cangyun Head Teacher doesn't have to be like this."

Tian Longzi stroked his beard and said casually, there was a sense of domineering and majestic between the steps of the dragon and the tiger!

At this time, the masters of various sects on the Sword Discourse Arena looked at this Tianlongzi with white beard and chest, all of them showed three points of respect in their expressions.

Now the number one powerhouse in the right way in the wasteland, the strongest foundation of the Qingtian Sword Gate, is really extraordinary!

"Okay... Now that I have almost all the high-level figures from the various factions of the righteous way, it's time to talk about the two seals of my Dripping Sword Sect's Sealing Demon Valley and Ancestral Altar..."

After all the powerhouses from each faction were seated, Daoist Cang Yun thought to himself.

However, just when he was about to speak and get to the point, a deep and vicissitudes of life sounded out.

"Old man, I heard that besides the eight elders, there seems to be an expert hidden in the Qingtian Sword Gate, that is, the white-clothed sword fairy who was rumored by the wilderness practice circle back then. Didn't he come today... ..?"

These words were obviously addressed to Qingtian Jianmen, and it was Zhao Fanzhen, one of the three Supreme Elders in Qingcheng Mountain.