My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady
Chapter 191: The Eastern Desolation Tianjiao Juxuanti
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Chapter 191 Donghuang Tianjiao gathers Xuantian
Xuantian Holy Land.
Hundreds of magnificent peaks are shrouded in a translucent array that is as thin as a cicada's wings. Flowing springs and waterfalls, clouds steaming and haze, pavilions and pavilions are hidden, flying eaves and pagodas are looming, the aura is like a streamer, and the light is faintly like haze, which can be seen from time to time. One or two figures flew past the imperial weapon in the void, like a fairyland on earth.
At the gate of the Xuantian Holy Land, Chiyan Peak Master Shen Beiwang sat on the head of a thousand-foot fire dragon, looking at the void outside the gate, his expression calm, his eyes faintly revealing a look of helplessness.
It has been nearly 20 years since the opening of the golden world, the ancient realm of Taoism has recovered. After years of practice, Shen Beiwang's cultivation reached the Taoist realm silently, which is comparable to the past hundreds of years of penance, enough to show gold. Dao Fa in the great world is prosperous.
Although Shen Beiwang did not forcefully resist the catastrophe and stepped into the Taoist realm, he was a genuine Taoist. At this time, he was sent to guard the mountain gate, which made him feel somewhat bored.
With the escape of Xuantian Bell, the famous Tianjiao of the major forces in the Eastern Famine came one after another, expressing their worries about Xuantian Zhong’s escape, and entered the Holy Land of Xuantian in the name of worshipping the mountains, and there are more powerful people hiding there. Watch from afar in the dark.
Shen Beiwang has lived for hundreds of years, and he naturally understands that these people are here to inquire about the reality of the Xuantian Holy Land. Even the famous Tianjiao who worship the mountain, it is estimated that most of them have their own selfishness.
Xuantian Holy Land was originally one of the holy places with the weakest foundation among the many holy places in the Eastern Desolation. It has been established for nearly ten thousand years, and only the ancestor is a saint who has just stepped into the holy realm.
Although it was said that a demon saint was killed during the invasion of the demon clan six or seven years ago, no one has seen who made the move. Many famous people suspect that there is no such thing as an invincible saint in the Xuantian Holy Land. Some kind of expendable killer.
In the eyes of outsiders, if there is no invincible saint in the Xuantian Holy Land, plus the unexpected escape of the Xuantian Bell today, regardless of whether the Xuantian Bell has been summoned by the Patriarch, the foundation of the Xuantian Holy Land can be said to have fallen to a freezing point. Many forces are ready to move in secret.
After all, with the opening of the golden world, the overall level of the major forces has increased dozens of times, especially for the sacred land of the emperors, there are many ways to fight against the saints, even if the ancestor Xuantian returns, they will have nothing to do. fear.
In recent years, the name of Xuantian Sacred Land has been in the sky, and it has recruited far more talented disciples than other sacred land teachers. Fortune is like a raging fire. I don’t know how many sacred places are jealous.
If there is a chance, many forces will fall into trouble.
Of course, Xuantian Sacred Land is a holy land that has passed on for thousands of years, with extremely profound background. Today's luck is like the sky, but there is no one who doesn't open his eyes directly.
Even those with ulterior motives have entered the Xuantian Holy Land in the name of worshipping the mountain, and they want to explore the truth and truth of the Xuantian Holy Land first.
Shen Beiwang knew in his heart that it was Ye Chen of Qingyunfeng who killed the Cangman Demon Sage, and the famous sword demon Dugu, the evil king Shi Zhixuan and others in the Eastern Wilderness were all the puppet incarnations of Ye Chen, and Ye Chen's cultivation base Has long been unfathomable.
As long as Ye Chen is still there, even if the saint is here, Xuantian Sacred Land will be fine!
This is also why the Holy Lord Xuantian asked him to guard at the gate of the mountain!
Many famous people in the Eastern Desolation, Tianjiao, came to worship the mountain one after another, many of them came with obvious hostility, and some ancient demon forces wandered in the distance to watch, and the gate of the mountain must be guarded by a Taoist master.
Peak Master Xuanjian, Peak Bingxin, Peak Master Qingyue and others have all reached the Dao Master stage, but the Holy Master Xuantian just named Shen Beiwang to guard the mountain gate because he knows a lot and has enough confidence to face the east. The heroes of Arakawa and the Demon World!
"Nine Heavens Holy Land, Nangong Flowing Clouds, I was shocked to hear that the Xuantian Holy Land has changed, and see if I can help one or two, I'm here to pay respects!"
From a distance, Nangong Liuyun, the sacred son of Nine Heavens, floated from the void, and the clouds and mist around her body fluttered, like a person among the gods, standing far away in the void, bowing towards the gate of the Xuantian Holy Land, and there is a wave of self. Calmness.
"The son of Jiuxiao has come here, and there are many misses and welcomes, and there are many offenses! My Xuantian Holy Land is unharmed, thanks to the care of the son of Jiuxiao, please inside!"
Shen Beiwang returned a salute to the son of Jiuxiao from a distance, and reached out a little towards the gate of the mountain, a long golden light bridge flew out, extending straight to the feet of the son of Jiuxiao.
"Xuantian Holy Land is fine, I have a good relationship with Brother Xiao, if you need help, it is incumbent!" Nangong Liuyun smiled, making people feel like spring breeze, and set foot on the Golden Light Bridge.
"Holy Son’s mind, Xuantian Holy Land has taken it! Please!"
Shen Beiwang thanked him, and raised his hand, Jinguang Changqiao quickly took Jiuxiao Shengzi back towards the Xuantian Holy Land, and quickly sank into the Xuantian Main Peak, where someone would entertain him.
Nangong Liuyun did have some friendship with Xuantian Shengzi Xiao Yixian, but Shen Beiwang didn’t know the extent of their friendship, and he didn’t bother to understand that as long as they came to worship the mountain, they would put them all in.
Xuantian Zhong escaped, and the major forces were about to move. If the many famous Tianjiao were blocked from the Holy Land at this time, it would make life suspicious. It is better to put them into the Xuantian Holy Land freely. Anyway, they are not afraid that they are in Xuantian. Trouble in the Holy Land.
Since Xuantian Zhong's escape, in just half a day, there have been several saint children, and more than a dozen descendants of many ancient sects have also come, and dozens of famous figures of major forces have arrived. Xuantian The Holy Land is very lively at this time.
"The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, step on the horizon, come to worship the mountain!"
Suddenly, there was a clear voice coming from a distance, like a divine sword, trembling endlessly in the void, everyone in the void could hear clearly.
As this voice fell, the Ten Thousand Sword Saint Child and a group of followers flew up into the sky from a purple jade dragon boat in the distance, and with a fierce momentum, they galloped towards the gate of the Xuantian Holy Land, the slightest bit. There is no meaning to stop.
"brush!"
The fire dragon under Shen Beiwang, the master of Chiyan Peak, suddenly raised his head, and glanced at the rushing Sage Son and his party like a torch. A mighty power that dominates all paths came out, pressing the surrounding world to roar.
The Son of Ten Thousand Swords stood still ten feet away in front of Shen Beiwang, standing with his hands held up, his head slightly raised, his eyes gleaming, his body surrounded by sword energy, and he had an arrogance overlooking the world.
Behind him, dozens of followers also stood still one after another, looking forward to the head of the son of Ten Thousand Swords.
The eldest prince on the purple jade dragon boat saw the aggressive aura of the son of ten thousand swords, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he put away the purple jade dragon boat from a thousand feet away, and flew towards the gate of the mysterious heaven sacred land without hurries and gentleness. The voice of Ziwei came from afar: "The Ziwei Emperor, Zi Fengtian, under the guidance of Jiumei, came to Xuantian Holy Land to pay respects. I came across the Son of Ten Thousand Swords along the way, and they came together."
(End of this chapter)