Immortal Martial Venerable

In fact, the Ji clan is not as united as it seems on the surface. You must know that for such a behemoth, it is impossible for the internal people to be without any contradictions and conflicts.

Ten thousand years ago, Ji Changkong was lost in the chaotic world, and a big storm was set off within the Ji clan, and the situation almost got out of control.

Now, Ji Changkong even said the words to find the Emperor Ji to settle the accounts. Some ancient sages seemed to have smelled the smell of blood, and Ziwei Zuxing was destined to not be peaceful.

"What, that man is sanctified."

In a valley in the chaotic world, a roar came out. In the valley, a young man in black smashed a large stone weighing hundreds of thousands of catties with one punch.

"Young Master, I think we should go back to Ziwei first."

An old man in Tsing Yi appeared behind the young man in black and said such words.

"What are you talking about, don't you think I'm afraid of that cripple."

Ji Fan stared at the old man in Tsing Yi and said angrily. He was already very aggrieved by the man named Gu Fei, and now he was asked to flee back to Ziwei with his tail clipped.

Who is he Ji Fan? He is the most outstanding person of the Ji clan for nearly five thousand years. He is a natural infinite body, a destined supreme. In this world, there is no one who can scare him, even Gu Fei did not scare him. Qualifications.

"Young Master, the master has passed the order, we can't resist."

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed and said, he knew Ji Fan's temperament, self-esteem was very high, so arrogant, he would suffer a big loss sooner or later.

Ji Fan had already received a small lesson before, but this small lesson did not make him see his essence clearly, but instead was unwilling and dissatisfied.

"Father, he is really troublesome."

Ji Fan said angrily that Emperor Ji is the contemporary Patriarch of the Ji family. His orders cannot be disobeyed. Besides, as the son of Emperor Ji, Ji Fan cannot disobey the orders of Emperor Ji.

If he didn't listen to Ji Huang's orders, then Ji Huang's prestige would be hit, and others would be able to defy Ji Huang's orders.

"Damn it."

Ji Fan was very clear about the situation he was facing. Since Emperor Ji had already ordered, he had to return to Ziwei, but he couldn't find Gu Fei to settle accounts.

After that, Ji Fan left the chaotic world.

Time is disappearing, and in the blink of an eye, it has been ten years since Ji Changkong became a holy. This time, the chaos world has been opened for too long, far more than any previous time.

This is for all Terran monks, the longer the chaos world is opened, the more advantageous it is, because in this way, there will be a lot more people in the Terran who can cross the catastrophe and become holy.

However, there are very few people who can successfully survive the tribulation of the saint, and it can be said that they are very poor. Except for Li Lingfeng and Ji Changkong, only one or two people have successfully survived the tribulation in these ten years.

Countless people have fallen into this chaotic world. There are too many dead people, but there are still people who will follow suit. The temptation of sanctification is really too great.

In these ten years, Xiaoqing and Gu Zhong, Jie Xue Dao Ren, and Chi Long and others have almost prepared, it is time to overcome the catastrophe.

In ten years, ten years of preparation, Xiaoqing's cultivation has reached the perfect state of the quasi-sage. With the help of Gu Fei, his cultivation has also advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the point where he is about to hit the holy steps.

But the Jagged Daoist had already reached the realm of Quasi-Sage Dacheng. He has not been able to cross the catastrophe for a long time because he knew it was still not possible. Now is the time.

Chilong had cultivated for thousands of years, and had a solid foundation. He practiced together with Xiaoqing, and got advice from Xiaoqing, and it was time to fly into the sky.

However, Yaoyue, Zhong Limeng and others had not enough cultivation bases, so it was impossible to venture to force the saint's catastrophe. You must know that even Gu Fei could not help them when they really crossed the catastrophe.

Among the twelve great bandits, only Zhuge Liang's cultivation reached the quasi-sage level, but he also knew that he could not survive the saint's calamity.

Just when Gu Fei was looking for a place to cross the catastrophe for everyone, in the depths of the Chaos Sea, there was someone who was motivating the saint's catastrophe.

"Om."

An ancient ding was suspended somewhere in the sea of ​​Chaos Shenhai, revealing powerful and incomparable fluctuations in the holy path. Around the ancient ding, eighteen shadows were looming.

This is the eighteen phantoms like the soul body, very peculiar, but it is different from the soul body, because the eighteen phantoms sometimes condensed into the real flesh.

"Rumble..."

The robbery cloud was suppressed from the sky, and the terrifying force of the robbery was blooming, and a series of lightning pierced the sky and the earth, constantly illuminating the dim world.

A fairy in white was sitting on the ancient cauldron, calmly facing the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that made all beings in heaven and earth fear to death.

"Devil, you want to cross the catastrophe, dream."

Just as the robbery was about to be launched, a figure appeared above the sea, and an extremely powerful aura spread from this person.

"Humph."

Fairy in white just snorted coldly, and didn't seem to put this person in his eyes.

"Dare to ignore my Dongtu Immortal Emperor."

A cold murderous aura erupted from that person.

"Om."

With a blast of swords, a sword light rushed out from the person's body. A holy sword was wrapped in the sword light, and there were countless patterns looming on the holy sword, intertwining the power of the great road.

"Emperor Dongxian, you dare to stop the fairy from crossing the catastrophe. It's just looking for death. If you know you, get out."

At this moment, a voice suddenly remembered, and then a middle-aged man in black, holding a **** iron spear, walked step by step from Yuankong.

"Southern Xinjiang kills the emperor."

The Emperor Dongxian couldn't help being taken aback when he saw that person. This person seemed to be in love with this demon girl and had been pursuing this demon girl. It was really troublesome.

No one knows the prestige of the Southern Frontier Killing Emperor in the heavens, but that is not known, that is the prestige that was killed, the iron spear in the hand of the killing emperor, and even the holy blood, the holy blood on the spearhead is still flowing.

"You nympho, this enchantress won't even look at you more, so why bother to be boring."

Emperor Dongxian said.

"what did you say."

When the Southern Frontier Killing Emperor heard this, his sword eyebrows were erected immediately, and the blood-dropped iron spear in his hand pointed at Emperor Dongxian, and there was a strong momentum of life and death facing each other.

"I said you are a nympho, what's the matter? If it weren't for you, this demon girl would have been killed by me."

Emperor Dongxian seemed to have had enough and said loudly.

"you wanna die."

The Southern Frontier Killing Emperor took one step, and the blood-sucking iron spear pierced directly towards the Dongxian Emperor, and the powerful murderous aura swept forward like a storm.

"kill."

Dongxian emperor roared, his body and sword merged directly into one, turning into a peerless heavenly sword, and slashed forward. The bright sword light illuminates the heaven and the earth, as if a sword split the heaven and the earth in half.

The power of a sword is earth-shaking.