The once-in-a-thousand-year magic disaster shocked the Jiuzhou Continent.

The major sects and immortal cultivators in the Huizhou area responded to this demon disaster very quickly, but in this demon disaster, the number of mortals died was too large. Today, many large cities that were originally surging and crowded were completely slaughtered by the demons with extremely bloody means. The vast aura formed by countless unjust souls even the major sects were deeply shocked.

The attack launched by the demon race is so large that it is unheard of. Although a large number of monsters destroyed many mortal towns, the losses for the major immortal cultivation sects and families are still not a big deal. In this way, what is the attack launched by the demon race this time?

Countless people are thinking about the mystery.

"The world is in danger."

The majestic and heavy voice spread in the hall.

In the middle of the hall where light was flowing, a figure in a light blue Taoist robe slowly raised his head, and the hair on his forehead swept across his thin cheeks. His eyes looked at the dozens of sitting figures like the starry sky, with a trace of fatigue that was covering up deeply in his eyes.

"Master, what you are talking about is the current magic disaster?" His Highness, a middle-aged soap robe elder, asked with his fists.

The figure of the Tail Lan Taoist Robe, who was respected as the head of the sect, glanced at the person lightly, and a helpless smile came out from the corner of her mouth: "Yes, not."

"Senior brother, don't keep it any more. Oh my God, are you trying to be anxious?" An old man who was closest to the head of the hall stood up, and his domineering thunderous aura wandered like a living thing.

The head sect obviously had a great headache for the old man. He raised his hand and a forbidden magic trick was quietly shot out. Under the old man's angrily eyes, the figure in the center of the hall finally revealed the truth.

...

After a long time, the figures in the hall were silent. The headmaster also waved his hand to disperse the forbidden technique of the old man who was thunderous. The old man was not angry and sat down directly, his face was extremely solemn. After a closer look, the elders closest to the hall gate were trembling, and cold sweat fell on their pale cheeks drop by drop on their chests, as if only such a big breath could relieve the horror in their hearts.

"I didn't expect that the situation in the north was so bad, and even the dragon veins of Jiuzhou were seriously damaged... Master, what should we do as you see?" An old man in the hall, who was hunched over but his eyes were emitting a gleam, bowed to the figure in the center of the hall and asked.

Hearing the hunchbacked old man ask this, all the figures in the hall turned their eyes to the head of the hall in the center.

His decision this time not only concerns the future of the entire sect, but also determines the future situation of the entire world to a large extent.

"I won't say much about the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. You should know it. If the situation in the north continues to be bad, our Huizhou will be the first to be affected. Since we are one of the five sects of the Immortal Dao Alliance, we have no reason to stand by and watch. The demon clan is in front of us, and no one can keep it alone!" The head teacher suddenly stood up, and the originally perfectly restrained aura suddenly reached the top, and the sharp breath as sharp as a sword shot away. Everyone in the hall seemed to be in a hurricane and could not extricate themselves.

"Send ten elders and hundreds of inner disciples to form a support army and rushed to the frontier of the north immediately. By the way, bring Yun Lan and the others with you. Troubled times are coming, and you will not be able to achieve success without tempering. As for the contact between personnel and materials, I will leave it to you to arrange it. We will save the old antiques from the arrangements. If there is no other thing, we will disperse."

The indifferent voice resounded throughout the hall. When the old man saw the head priest pointing to his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a trembling heart. He just came to his mouth and returned with his fists and replied loudly: "Yes!"

As the elders bowed and left the hall, the huge hall became increasingly empty.

The head teacher walked quietly to the window, and the beautiful scenery beside the hall, which should have been refreshing and pleasant, seemed particularly heavy today.

The head priest looked up at the distance, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind, and a glaring silver white could be seen faintly. Gradually, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate thousands of miles away. For some reason, he actually looked at the small mountain village where he cloneed last night.

The strange feeling that the child brought to him last night was only seen in his life. Although his qualifications were poor, his tenacity and the strange feeling that he could not see through... After thinking about it all, he decided to give this child who seemed to have no qualifications to cultivate immortals a chance.

He felt more than once that this was a very important decision.

...

Next to the cliff covered with grass, a thin boy stood in the wind, motionless.

In front of him were two new tombs that had just been repaired.

The boy slowly lowered his body and sat next to two new tombs.

This young man is Chang Xi.

"Dad, mom...I'm going to practice immortality..." Chang Xi said softly, gently stroked the tombstone with his parents' names engraved with one hand.

"Dad, mom. When you are not here, I will definitely take good care of myself. Don't worry."

"Dad, mom. Do you know? The immortal master who is willing to accept me as a disciple is really amazing! With just a glare and wave, all the beasts died!"

"Dad, mom. Qingyun Mountain is really far from here, 20,000 miles away! Dad, you haven't even gone so far..."

Chang Xi kept telling him, the depression deep in his heart was like a huge rock, which made him breathless, as if only this could make him feel better.

Yesterday, the warm family of three was left, and he was the only one left in just one day.

It was not until his parents separated forever that he realized that he still had a lot to say to them.

The gentle wind whimpered gently across the boy's ears, like a loving mother's advice to her beloved son who was about to travel far, until the bottom of her heart. The breeze blew open the black hair on her forehead, and her red eyes were filled with tears, but she still stubbornly bit her lips to prevent her tears from falling.

Chang Xi bowed respectfully three times in front of the tombstone. His red eyes stared at the tombstone for a long time, as if he wanted to remember everything in front of him forever.

Waving his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he no longer hesitated, turned around and stood up, picked up the packages and bows and arrows on the side, and took the most important step in his life towards the 20,000-mile road to cultivation under his feet.

...

In the north, far away from Huizhou, there is a world of ice and snow.

It is covered with snow and covered with silver. Looking at it, the place you see is vast. Apart from the "rustling" sound of snowflakes falling everywhere, there is a silence.

A galloping light in the distance broke the tranquility.

I saw the escape light emitted a burst of silver light, which seemed difficult to detect on a vast white snow field. The escape light seemed to be very familiar with this snow field. Many dark stones hidden under the snow layer were easily twisted by this escape light close to the ground, and the speed did not decrease at all.

As the escape light gradually penetrated deep into the snowfield, a huge camp appeared in sight. Near the camp and above were extremely faint figures, as if they were on guard against something.

When these figures captured this silver escape light, their aura became dangerous. But when they identified this escape light, the dangerous aura on their bodies quietly dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

This is actually a camp consisting of monks!

The silver escape light dissipated in front of the camp gate, and a young man in a gray robe walked out. After showing some token, he quickly walked towards the huge main tent in the center of the camp.

The man in gray robe just walked into the main tent when he saw the graceful figure in the center of the main tent with his back facing him. He was shocked, bowed to the end and said respectfully.

"Inner disciple Hong Jian, see the eldest sister."

The figure in the main tent was wearing a pair of silver-red armor. The unique shape fitted the graceful body hidden under the armor, making the already extremely hot figure more delicate and stylish. The long silver-white hair, as white as snow, was not tied into a bunch of hair, but was draped on her shoulders freely, making the main tent, which should be filled with killing aura, with a hint of lazy aura unique to women.

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Hong, I haven't seen you for a long time. What's the matter with me today?"

The senior sister turned around and looked at the man in gray robe who bent down and bowed in front of her. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but the words were straight to the point, without any greetings.

The man in gray robe standing at the door of the main tent also complained secretly. There were rumors in the door that this powerful senior sister was not only indifferent but also inconceivable. When she saw her today, she realized that the rumors were true.

"The Presbyterian Church in the Sect received a response from the senior management of Qingyun Mountain not long ago. They said that they agreed to the Presbyterian Church's request and had arranged a group of reinforcements to arrive in a few days. The matter was urgent, and the elder has printed the specific information in the jade slip. Please check it out." The man in the gray robe walked forward a few steps, took out a crystal-clear jade slip from his cuffs, and respectfully handed it to the elder sister.

The lazy senior sister sat upright on the chair and gently raised her jade hand to take the jade slip handed over, and a wisp of spiritual power sank into the jade slip.

The first half of the jade slip is nothing more than just as usual, and it is some of the tasks that the Elders in the Sect told her and assigned to her.

But when she saw the jade slip in the second half and saw the list of reinforcements from Qingyun Mountain, the name she was extremely familiar with suddenly exploded in her heart like a thunder without warning.

The senior sister on the chair seemed to have no more laziness, and her burning eyes seemed to burn the jade slip in her hand. The power of spiritual power spread out like ripples in the tent. The jade slip tightly held the jade slip, finally overwhelmed and broke with a "bang".

The man in gray robe who had sweated like slurry under the chair had to transport layers of thick spiritual light shields after layers, and stopped his retreating steps under the pressure of the senior sister's terrifying spiritual power. When the breath of the figure on the chair calmed down, the man in gray robe suddenly realized that he had retreated outside the camp without realizing it!

When the senior sister raised her head again, the originally burning fire in her eyes had quietly dissipated, and the originally indifferent eyes reappeared.

The graceful figure walked off the chair and stopped in front of a huge territory in the main tent. The green jade finger gently tapped on a light spot called "Qingyun" and murmured softly.

"Qingyun... My Kunlun disciple, I will never lose to you again this time..."
Chapter completed!