Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

In the valley, the vegetation is green and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

A big rock python was dozing in the cave, wary of everything around it.

In the center of the valley, a young man stimulated his spiritual power to refine the small white flowers growing on the skull.

The medicinal power of the Longevity Flower rolled and stirred, blended into the young man's body, and submerged into the dantian.

On the Taoist platform, the eighth layer of rosettes gradually grew.

Incomparably holy, but incomparably evil.

Like a sacred flower growing out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

...

It's half a month in the blink of an eye.

Excalibur City.

Elders, deacons, disciples, every monk of the Divine Sword Sect is doing what they should do as usual.

It's just that there is a little more anxiety in the entire Excalibur Sect.

This anxious atmosphere appeared from the moment door master Luo Chaotian was seriously injured by Ling Xuan, and has been fermenting ever since.

Now it has been brewing to the point where it is difficult to contain.

In the past, every monk was proud of being a member of Shenjianmen.

Now, they began to doubt.

Is Excalibur Gate really the rival of Mysterious Azure Gate?

Even though Luo Chaotian, Ouyang Cang and others were waiting for that moment.

But before that moment came, they couldn't disclose any news.

At this moment, in the main courtyard of the door.

Luo Chaotian, Ouyang Cang and other core figures of Shenjianmen gathered together, sitting cross-legged quietly, facing the highest pavilion "Shenjian Pavilion" in Shenjian City, waiting for something.

Luo Chaotian's complexion was still pale, and he hadn't fully recovered from the injury he was severely injured by Ling Xuan half a month ago.

In addition, he also burned a layer of rosette, which is the most fatal injury.

His foundations have been damaged.

However, Luo Chaotian didn't show compassion at this time, nor did he feel sorry for himself, and was waiting just like everyone else.

At a certain moment, there seemed to be some black hole plundering spiritual energy in the Shenjian Pavilion.

The aura between heaven and earth was suddenly plundered.

Luo Chaotian was the first to open his eyes, followed by Ouyang Cang and other elders.

Everyone looked at each other, and ecstasy flashed in their eyes.

At this time, if you look down from above, you will find that with the Shenjian Pavilion as the center, all the spiritual energy within a radius of several hundred miles has been plundered.

It was as if there was an invisible giant gluttonous beast, eating up all the aura.

The cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect instinctively showed horror.

If a monk is in an environment with weak aura, he will feel uncomfortable.

If you are in an environment without aura, you will be highly uncomfortable, and the spiritual power in your body will be lost on its own, and you will eventually become a mortal.

Like a fish out of water.

All of a sudden, the Excalibur Gate went up and down, and all the monks panicked.

They don't understand what's going on.

The next moment, countless sharp sword qi shot out from the Shenjian Pavilion, straight into the sky!

The sight of the endless sword energy pointing directly at the sky, falling in the eyes of everyone, undoubtedly set off a stormy sea.

Ordinary people in Shenjian City knelt down and worshiped the sword energy.

In their view, that is undoubtedly the miraculous power of heaven that can only be displayed by gods!

This astonishing aura swept across in all directions.

Even the monks in Jiande Mansion and Jinshan Mansion, thousands of miles away, felt this terrible coercion.

Every monk unconsciously stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the Divine Sword Pavilion.

"The Nascent Soul realm... must be the Nascent Soul realm!"

Countless monks murmured.

Only at the moment when the birth of Nascent Soul was completely successful, the breath could travel such a long distance!

In Excalibur City, countless monks and mortals couldn't help looking at the tallest building.

They saw a figure.

The figure was suspended in mid-air, just covering the sun, making it impossible to see its face.

Like a god, like a saint, like a banished fairy.

Luo Chaotian, Ouyang Cang and the others stood up suddenly and shouted loudly, "Welcome Patriarch!"

The voice became a signal.

The cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect all shouted in unison from the bottom of their hearts, "Welcome to the ancestor!"

Nascent Soul realm monk, in this prefecture, is enough to be honored as the ancestor!

The figure gradually descended, and stood calmly on the Shenjian Pavilion, which had no roof and only a platform left.

He has the face of a middle-aged man, even younger than Luo Chaotian.

But he was not like this before entering the Nascent Soul realm.

He was very old, with silver hair, a thin body, and skin withered, as if it would fall apart in a strong wind.

But when he entered the Nascent Soul realm, his life would suddenly increase by a thousand years!

Naturally, he returned to the middle-aged person, and returned to the most youthful and vigorous appearance!

"Teacher, come up."

He waved his hands, his voice was like a gentle wind and drizzle, or like thunder in a clear sky.

Gentle yet majestic.

Luo Chaotian immediately flew respectfully to the Divine Sword Pavilion, half kneeling beside him.

"Master, you finally..." Luo Chaotian's eyes were red with joy.

The old sect master smiled all over his face, "I, Yao Yunluo, have finally been looking forward to this day."

Luo Chaotian said tearfully, "Master, I can't get the longevity flower for you, I can only wrong you to give birth to the six lotus Nascent Soul."

Yao Yunluo smiled, "Time is fate, it's not your fault."

"The order is passed on, this seat will hold the Nascent Soul celebration in half a month, and invite all the high-level sects of Xuanjiang Mansion to come and participate."

"If you don't participate, you won't give me Yao Yunluo, and you won't give Shang Qingzong face!"

Luo Chaotian wiped away his tears and responded with a loud voice, "Yes!"

...

Mysterious Azure Gate.

In the meeting hall.

Nangong Yun and a group of elders gathered together, everyone's expressions were particularly ugly.

They have already received the invitations that Yao Yunluo sent out for hanging north and south.

They also knew the news that Yao Yunluo entered the Nascent Soul realm.

Everyone knew that no matter how many monks at the Core Formation realm, they would not be able to match the Nascent Soul realm.

Although Yao Yunluo has become a Nascent Soul, he must respond to the call of the Shang Qingzong within half a month and enter the Shang Qingzong as an elder.

But half a month is enough for Yao Yunluo to do a lot of things.

For example, kill Mysterious Azure Gate and Ivy Gate.

For monks in the Nascent Soul realm, this is just a snap of the fingers.

"Where is the Young Master? Why did he disappear at this time." Liu Yuanfeng noticed that Ling Xuan did not appear.

Nangong Yun looked haggard, "Young sect master is practicing in seclusion."

"Let's discuss a charter, how to deal with it."

Wei Xiongtie said in a low voice, "In my opinion, the Nascent Soul celebration held at the Excalibur Gate is just a grand banquet."

"The purpose is to wipe us all out."

Liu Yuanfeng pretended to sigh, "It is indeed a Hongmen Banquet, but if you go, you may not die, if you don't go, you will die, how should you choose?"

The elders were all silent, and the hall was lifeless.

Nangong Yun looked sad, "We'll discuss it another day... We'll discuss it another day..."

She never imagined that there would be a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Excalibur Gate.

Now no matter how hard the Mysterious Azure Gate tries, it is impossible to defeat Excalibur Gate.

Unless...another Nascent Soul realm appears.

However, the person with the highest realm of Mysterious Azure Gate is herself.

She is still far away from the Nascent Soul realm.

Even if he stepped into the Nascent Soul realm overnight, he would not be the opponent of the experienced Yao Yunluo.

You must know that Yao Yunluo is more than five hundred years old, and she is not even a hundred years old.

Practical experience is not a grade at all.

The ending seems to be doomed...