The wild land, the ghost saint is angry.

When the saint is angry, the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

"Swallowing mountains and rivers!"

The old man in gray shouted angrily.

The mountains, rivers, earth and many creatures were sucked away by him and died immediately.

The last time he went to Yinghuang Mountain, he was like a 70-year-old man, but now he is in his sixties, with gray hair, but his face is covered with a dark blue gray color, and his lifelessness.

The imprint of time cannot be erased.

He absorbed all the energy of the living creatures in the mountain, and then his face seemed to look a little better, but the death energy became stronger in his eyebrows.

"Mingkong! Feathering!"

He roared high.

The matter of Yinghuangshan.

He is different from others.

What others ask for is the way, but what they ask for is life.

This life expectancy is approaching and cannot prolong life, so I am crazy and try my best to retaliate against all parties.

"kill!"

...

"Yan Di divided the sect!"

The old man stood above the sky.

He held a mountain in his hand.

The mountain is hundreds of miles in a radius, and he stands at the foot of the mountain, which is smaller than an ant.

However, this mountain was entrusted by him in the sky.

He threw it hard.

The mountain hit the mountain gate of Yandi Fenzong.

The mountain protection array was trembling.

The light flashed unevenly.

When Yandi was established in the past, three immortal saints were present, and they spent energy, inscribed formations, and made holy words. It took a hundred years to complete. However, most of the ancestors of Yandi who traveled to the wilderness in history would strengthen the formations. To this day, they are extremely powerful.

Therefore, this ghost saint cannot break up the division of sects even if they move mountains.

Then, as the mountain protection formation swayed, the sword light flashed. In an instant, hundreds of millions of them were shattered into pieces, and they all turned into 100,000 miles of dust.

"Let me see how I break you!"

The ghost saint turned his hand and saw a gray mist swept over, withering plants and trees, and birds and beasts stood up as corpses.

The formation emitted a sword light to offset it.

The ghost saint flipped his hand and another long banner.

The long banner shaking, the heaven and earth change color.

Ghosts cry and howl.

Several mountain guards in Yandi lost their minds when they heard the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

The Ghost Saint pressed his hand and immediately sucked the essence of the mountain guards outside and killed them on the spot.

"Damn it!"

There was a loud shout within the branch sect and a long whistle.

This is Xuan Chong!

He was originally ordered to be the disciple of the tenth meridian of the junior master. Later, the tenth meridian was completely settled and he went into seclusion. He broke through the third level of the earth realm and now he has reached the eighth turn of the earth immortal.

He let out a long whistle and went up with a sword.

The entire sword formation of the branch sect gathered aura, and countless sword lights merged into his sword.

But he saw him alone and stood up with a sword.

Behind it is the breath left by the ancestors of Yandi branch over the countless years. Although it has been gone by time, it is still vast and unparalleled.

His sword tore open the sky and cut the universe.

The Ghost Saint Roars!

He tried his best to do so and turned the world around.

"Just because of you, a land immortal?"

The sound shook thousands of miles.

...

Zhongzhou, Yan land.

Ming Zhou's eyes were cold and he said, "Ghost Saint, dying people..."

He stretched out his hand and the fairy sword fell on his hand.

A sword light emitted, and it was thousands of miles away, breaking through the sky and coming to the wild land.

Suddenly, a giant hand slapped the sword light.

The giant hand was bleeding, and the sword light dissipated in an instant.

During the breathing, the giant hand recovered as before and was no longer injured.

"Slow down."

A calm voice with a low laugh.

Ming Zhou snorted coldly, holding the immortal sword in his hand, got up, stepped out, and the void turned back.

It appears again, it is already wilderness.

"Mingzhou, since you became an immortal saint, you have rarely taken action. Most of you are bullying the younger generation. Why don't I come and play with you?"

"Just because of you, I want to hold me back?"

"What's the difficulty of being an immortal saint to hold you back?"

...

The other two immortal saints in Yandi also took action.

However, he was also intercepted halfway.

"You are going to be enemies with Yandi?"

"No, I'm just having fun. When the Yuhua Immortal Lord takes action, no one will stop him."

...

Youzhou, Yinghuang Mountain, under the tree on the great road.

Qin Xianyu traveled around all walks of life with his family, parents, wife and children, father-in-law and mother-in-law, Qingning and others, and returned shortly after he returned.

He sighed a little.

Because after today, he will go into seclusion.

Regardless of whether he can achieve success or not, this may be his last period of time in the world.

He walked under the tree, feeling deeply moved.

At this moment, some turmoil came from the south.

Although it is far away, the aura of the immortal saint will inevitably sweep across the world once there is any movement.

"Ghost Saint?"

"Before dying, do you want to mess with the wind and rain?"

Qin Xianyu showed a little thoughtful look.

Three consecutive breaths emanated from the swallow's land.

These are the three immortal saints in Yan land.

But none of them could intercept the Ghost Saint, but were stopped by the other Immortal Saints.

"These people who intercepted them were to destroy Yandi's branch sect under the Ghost Saint?"

Qin Xianyu laughed in a low voice and said, "Then I will be intercepted if I take action? If no one intercepts me, then the saints mean to let me take action?"

"Do you want to see if I have some skills?"

“Well.”
To be continued...