Immortal Martial Venerable

Chilong was sanctified, this was the second disciple of Gu Fei's disciples.

After the sanctification Chilong, the aura on his body has obviously become different, and the sharp aura has been completely reduced.

This is a return to nature.

"Congratulations brother."

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist."

A group of strong men who watched the Tribulation of the Red Dragon from afar rushed over, and everyone congratulated the Red Dragon. You know, a holy dragon is definitely stronger than a normal saint.

This is the racial advantage.

Of course, in front of Gu Fei, this advantage was completely gone, let alone the dragon clan, even the innate creatures and physiques were inferior to Gu Fei.

At this time, Chilong thought of Gu Fei's direction and knelt down before he accepted the congratulations from everyone.

Gu Fei didn't come out. He lived in seclusion deep in the ancestral land of the Demon Race. It was difficult for outsiders to see him. Even if someone came to visit him, he would usually not be seen.

"You apprentice didn't make a mistake."

In a pavilion deep in the ancestral land of the Demon Race, a fairy in white smiled and said to a young man in black on the opposite side.

A saucer was placed in front of the two of them, and a faint fragrance of tea lingered in the pavilion, and a faint heat wafted out of a tea cup in front of them.

"People with poor character and character are not worthy of being my disciples."

Gu Fei picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip, and then said.

"Your two disciples are both sanctified, and Yaoyue girl's cultivation level is a little worse, but it is certain to be sanctified, but we don't know who Yaoyue girl and our baby will be sanctified first."

Yan'er said.

She longs for this kind of plain life, but she also knows that this kind of plain life may not last longer. After her cultivation level reaches her level, she can naturally sense the subtle changes between heaven and earth.

A great change sweeping the Three Realms and Six Paths is about to happen, and no monk can avoid it, and will be involved in it.

"Ling'er has the blood of you and me, maybe it will be a step ahead of Yaoyue girl to become a saint."

Gu Fei said.

"Ok."

Yan'er nodded, then stopped talking, and slowly began to drink tea.

At this time, the ancestral land of the Demon Race was extremely lively, with lights and festoons everywhere, and all the powerful clans of Luoxingzhou sent envoys to congratulate them.

Chilong's sanctification is no small matter.

In the next three days, the people from Haoyuezhou and Ziyangzhou also came, and Gu Fei's disciples were sanctified, and no one dared to neglect, the immortal demon boy, the Southern Heavenly God, and the Ziyang Heavenly Emperor, all came.

Especially the immortal Yaotong and others, they took the opportunity of Chilong's sanctification to come to congratulate, and pay homage to Chilong's master Gu Fei.

But Gu Fei couldn't fail to see the three saints coming.

The old Yaotong and the others entered the depths of the Demon Race's ancestral land. A few hours later, they walked out of the depths of the Demon Race's ancestral land. Their faces were very solemn.

After rejoicing to Chilong Dao, the three holy deities such as the old demon boy left directly.

Ziyang Tiandi naturally turned back to Ziyangzhou, and the **** of Nantian was still the master of Haoyuezhou, and he was sitting in Haoyuezhou, but the old demon boy became a lonely person and wandered there for these years.

"The sky is not far away."

Before leaving the ancestral land of the demon clan, the old demon boy glanced back at the ancestral land of the demon clan, and then floated away.

At this time, all the saints in the Three Realms and Six Paths had a hunch, that is, the sky will not change far.

Some old antiques who have lived for endless years naturally know this sentence, the world is about to change, and what will happen at that time, but no one knows.

At the time when Chilong became a holy, in the Eastern Region of the Tenglong Continent, in the Eastern Imperial City, Gu Zhong was guarded outside Gu Fei's retreat like a stone statue.

In the past few days, the eyes of more and more various forces have gathered outside the Eastern Imperial City. These forces include not only the local forces in the Eastern Region, but also forces outside the Eastern Region.

Especially the people of Taikoo Dao Sect, since Tianhong Saint Emperor was defeated, the eyeline of Tai Koo Dao Sect has been fixed on the City Lord's Mansion of Eastern Imperial City, closely watching the movements of Gu Fei's disciples in the city Lord.

Tianhong Saint Emperor is a great figure in the Taikoo Taoist sect. His great-great-great-grandson was killed by Gu Zhong. Naturally, such a grudge must be reported.

However, even if it is as strong as the ancient Taoist school, it is also very jealous of Gu Fei's master and disciple, and he dare not easily attack the two masters and disciples.

The people of the Eastern family were watching the changes, and they did not send the strong to find the trouble of Gu Fei's master and apprentice. After the defeat of Dongfang Yifeng, the people of the Eastern family did not dare to reappear.

No one wanted to die. Dongfang Chen, the Patriarch of the Eastern Family, knew very well that it was definitely not an easy task to remove Gu Fei's two masters and disciples.

At this time, he couldn't use the ancestor weapon, and Gu Fei had the ultimate holy weapon, even if he used the ancestor weapon, he didn't know whether he could kill the two masters and disciples of Gu Fei.

Dongfang Chen cannot take risks, and the ancestors of the Dongfang family must not be lost, because an old antique of the Dongfang family who has been sleeping for endless years will wake up from its deep sleep.

Once that old ancestor awakens from his sleep, no strong martial arts, invincible warriors of the same rank, will not be that old ancestor's opponent.

Gu Fei's true body was waiting on Luoxingzhou, and the Dongfang family was also waiting.

"Rumble..."

At this time, there were waves of tremors in Gu Fei's retreat. In the secret room where he was, endless runes filled every inch of void.

These runes all gave out an immortal light, and they were constantly intertwined and reorganized, and the massive array patterns had to evolve, which made Gu Fei feel extremely difficult.

Sitting on the ground, Gu Fei was full of golden divine light flowing, and nine dazzling golden light lines emerged on his body and imprinted on him.

"boom."

At this moment, a dull and thunderous voice sounded, and a corner pattern of the large formation controlled by Gu Fei suddenly collapsed, and the runes disappeared into the void.

Gu Fei shook his body, and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Failed again."

Gu Fei reached out his hand and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still very firm, and the effort and energy required to reverse the ancient teleportation formation was too much, making him feel physically and mentally exhausted.

He continued to evolve the formation pattern, and soon, the broken corner formation pattern appeared again, preserving this large formation.

At this time, Master Formation Heitian entered a ruin in the starry sky. This was the remains of the ancient battlefield. Of course, the battle was fierce and everything was broken.

In the dark and icy void, there are endless fragments floating, among them are the fragments of weapons and magic weapons that have long lost their divinity, and even a mummy can be seen in the ruins.

Endless years passed, and the corpses did not change, which is enough to explain how powerful and terrifying these mummy corpses were before they were alive, but they fell here.

Heitian walked all the way, he couldn't help being shocked to the extreme. This ancient battlefield was not simple. He even felt a terrifying aura of destruction emanating from several places deep in the ruins.

That is not the breath of living beings, or even the breath of living bodies.

That is the power of the formation. Among the ruins of this battlefield, there are half-destroyed killing formations still running. If one accidentally breaks into these killing formations, it will be bad luck.

Of course, Hei Tian is the master of the formation, these terrible incomplete formations are a great threat to others, but to him, they are nothing.

"What it is."

At this moment, Hei Tian suddenly saw another black shadow flashing across the ruins on the right. When he wanted to see more clearly, the mysterious figure had disappeared.

Hei Tian couldn't help feeling hairy in his heart, he still couldn't sense any breath of life, he didn't even sense the death aura unique to the undead.

"What the **** is it, isn't it the unquenchable evil thought in the legend?"

Thinking of this, Hei Tian couldn’t help but fought a cold war. The existence of the most evil and the most evil was the most terrifying thing in the world. The Moon God’s Remains Palace was turned into a famous in the heavens because of the existence of an evil thought. The fierce land.

Hei Tian couldn't help speeding up his advancement, and entered the ruins by himself, but he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

His figure disappeared into the depths of the ruins and crossed away.

The ancient star of Ziwei is one of the five ancestors of life in the human world. According to legend, this ancient star once appeared in an invincible supreme in a very remote age.

Ziwei Supreme is definitely one of the most stunning Supremes ever.

In a mountain in the southern part of Ziwei Zuxing, a great battle is going on. The purple air is 30,000 li, and it is a young man who is like a **** and demon fighting another young man endlessly.

"Ji Changkong, don't want to die, but when."

A purple-haired young man shouted loudly. The voice echoed in the mountains and spread out from afar. Purple Dao patterns rushed out of the young man's body, looming in the void, revealing a powerful avenue aura.

"Haha, Ji Ziyang, you want to kill me, do you have the qualifications."

Ji Changkong laughed and said.

"Om."

While speaking, he waved his hands, and the purple light blades rushed out from his hands and slashed towards the purple-haired young man. Each purple light blade contained a purple Dao pattern.

This is the light of the sword formed by the power of the great avenue, which can split the world and the void.

"You said I am not qualified to kill you."

The young man named Ji Ziyang was furious when he heard this. He was a genius among the Ji clan. He was always proud of himself and considered himself not weaker than others. He was shining all over, like a purple divine sun.

The light of the great swords that slashed and slashed even disappeared into the void under the irradiation of that round of purple divine sun.

"Huh, I really have some ability."

Ji Changkong sneered, and directly displayed the ultimate move, a powerful swallowing power spread from his body, actually wanting to swallow that round of Ziyang directly.