Fantasy: On the first day of divorce, double pupils will be rewarded

In the ancient city, various forces gathered together.

Daoist of Tiancang Sword School: Sword Thirteen!

Dressed in a Tsing Yi Daoist robe, he stood with a sword behind his back.

Daozi of Qiyao Sect: Stand without boundaries!
Wearing white tiger treasure clothes, he is tall and tall, like an ancient wilderness, with a tyrannical aura erupting from his body.

Shuang Daozi of the Jade Girl Palace: Mixiang and Drunken Soul.

The two girls have the same appearance and the same clothes, and the coquettishness that is not easily revealed really makes people think about it.

The Taoists of the three major sects of Tianlan Prefecture gathered together!
Behind him stood hundreds of sect disciples with extraordinary auras.

now…

They all paid homage to Dongfang Jingchu: "See Your Highness Qilin!"

Dongfang Jingchu glanced at it casually, feeling quite disdainful in her heart, but because of the general situation, she just nodded indifferently.

Then he sat on a noble carriage and looked down at the crowd.

At this time, a maid came slowly, bowed her body and said respectfully: "The third holy son has an order that masters from all sects gather together to destroy all Xuanyuan Dao Sects at the same time, especially one person: Han Ding.

No matter what the method is, it is bound to be beheaded! "

"Anyone who participates in the beheading can enter Ziqing Mountain to practice."

sound off.

Everyone present was all excited.

Jian Shisan proudly said, "I will do my best!"

Li Wujiang curled his lips: "It's a great honor to be able to work for the Holy Son!"

The two of Jade Girl Palace nodded, although they didn't speak, their attitudes were clear.

Dongfang Jingchu's cold eyes flickered, and said lightly: "Xuanyuan Daozong Daozi... a mere disciple of a small sect, how can you anger sister Lingxue?"

The maid bowed her head and whispered: "The third holy son didn't give too many orders, maybe there was some connection before... The third holy woman just wanted to cut off the cause and effect."

Dongfang Jing was relieved at the beginning, and a cold smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

She has heard a little about this...

"Since sister Lingxue said, after you enter the secret realm, if you meet Han Ding, just find a chance to kill him..."

"The sons of Tianlan Prefecture, you are all sects under Ziqing Mountain, only the Xuanyuan Daozong is ignorant of current affairs..."

"I must do my best, just kill it, and all the reasons are supported by me, Ziqingshan."

Done.

Everyone was as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood!
"Follow His Royal Highness Qilin's decree!"

"Please rest assured! We will kill Han Ding right now!"

"Ziqing Mountain is supremely respected, unparalleled in the world!"

This sentence fell into Dongfang Jingchu's ears, but it was like a joke.

Looking at these short-sighted cultivators in Tianlan Prefecture, he couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness.

Looking around the world, besides Ziqing Mountain, there are many hidden sects.

For example, the Dongfang family can wrestle with Ziqingshan!
And Xuanyuan Daozong's unique courtyard, not attached to any holy gate,
It seems weak.

Just at this time,

The mysterious thunder beat in the sky, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared.

In the sky, the three Hunyuan boats of Xuanyuan Daozong slowly appeared.

In the golden Hunyuan boat right in front,
Out of a figure,
She is dressed in white clothes that are not stained with dust, her long black hair is flying in the wind, her eyes are like stars, and her temperament is natural.

At the moment of the arrival, everyone seemed to be in a trance, as if they saw an exiled immortal, and they were infatuated!

This person is Han Ding!

He stepped on the void, and every time he took a step, a green lotus exploded above the sky, and the sword intent was raging, as if to break the sky and devour the sky!
Now Han Ding no longer hides his cultivation, his eyes with double pupils are looming, and the sky behind him turns golden!

In an instant, it turned into crimson again!
Immortal method: the sun burns the sun!
The flames in the ancient city flew upside down as if being guided, and condensed into 99 mad dragons!

What kind of power is this?

at once,

The cultivation bases in the big ancient city all looked sideways and were startled!
"This... Han Ding, Taoist son of the Xuanyuan Dao Sect!"

"Sure enough, the temperament is unmatched, the sword intent, the fire intent burst out, and the atmosphere is myriad, causing the world to resonate!"

"Looking at the entire Tianlan State, who is around it..."

"I'm afraid that only the disciples of the hidden holy sect can compare. The birth of such a genius is the pinnacle. Before, why didn't his legendary deeds be passed down!"

"If it weren't for the opening of the secret realm of the Great Ancient City, I'm afraid...Xuanyuan Daozong would not be willing to let this Taoist be born and practice!"

In the big ancient city, there are also many ordinary disciples of Xuanyuan Daozong stranded.

At this moment, feel elated!
He shouted loudly: "I'll wait, and pay homage to Dao Zizun!"

Facing the eyes of the monks in Taikoo City, Han Ding looked indifferent.

far away…

The unicorn girl Dongfang Jingchu stared at him, and Gujing Wubo's face had ripples.

"This person is Xuanyuan Taoist Taoist, Han Ding?"

"The momentum is good, and the sword and fire are double-minded, but...it is comparable to the sixth floor of the cave."

"Unfortunately, this is your last edge, who made you offend Sister Lingxue..."

"The future...but the grand situation of our struggle for hegemony, you have already declared failure."

Dongfang Jingchu smiled lightly, closed his eyes and sat quietly.

"Xuanyuan Daozong is a lonely family, if you are willing to obey Ziqing Mountain, your fate will not stop there."

"Otherwise... with your talent, you can enter my eyes..."

……

……

In a blink of an eye, it came to the seventh day of July.

The ancient city seems to be calm, but in fact, the dark tide is surging.

Everyone is nervously waiting.

finally…

With a sound of 'boom', a ray of light rushed over the big ancient city, and a space about the size of an inch burst in an instant.

Immediately, the sound of shattering like a mirror resounded in Taikoo City!
hum! !

The vast spiritual tide like a tide drowned the power of flames in Taikoo City in a trance.

Immediately, a cold, damp, and icy breath spread,
Suddenly, an incomparably vicissitudes of Taoist rhythm burst out!

Above the sky, runes float and rise up!

can see...

Above Taikoo City, a strange and vast space appeared,

Just like the vastness of the sea, an extremely ancient breath erupted, traveling through the tides of the ages!
"The secret realm has opened!!"

"Hahaha, such a vast aura must be caused by that artifact!"

"The artifact is born, and those who are destined will get it!!!"

The Tianjiao who gathered in Taikoo City saw the opening of the secret realm, and everyone responded with excitement, enthusiasm, and anticipation...

This is a gift from heaven, but the trend of the times!
It is also the once-in-ten-year Tianjiao event in Tianlan Prefecture!
"Hahahaha, what are you looking at! Mr. Liu is one step ahead!"

"Fellow Daoist, wait for me!"

"Let's see how I can get through this void and spirit world!"

Many casual cultivators set off first, bursting into hearty laughter.

They sacrificed their spirit treasures one after another and passed by!

"Aren't you stupid?? The secret realm is opened, and the endless spiritual sea blocks the way. How dare you move forward so recklessly?"

"It's said to be a sea of ​​spirits...in fact, it was transformed by the blood of the ancient great power, and the resentment is overwhelming, but it is actually an 'unknown sea of ​​resentment'!"

"It's really a frog in the well, even the Hunyuan boat can't easily get through it!"

"Only the flying spirit treasure above the fifth rank can resist the resentment of the unknown resentment sea!"

The native monks in Taikoo City shook their heads secretly.

Opened once every ten years, if the artifact was so easy to obtain, it would have already been acquired by the Almighty!
This requires not only luck, but also various magical blessings!
Soon...

A frantic call for help came from within the secret realm.

"Help!!!"

"What the hell is this!!"

"Ah, I don't want the artifact anymore, I want to go home!"

Within the sea of ​​ominous resentment, countless tentacles of resentment held the reckless monk tightly.

That cold, bone-piercing, soul-devouring power is desperate!

Seeing this, ordinary disciples of Xuanyuan Daozong looked at Han Ding one after another.

"Han Daozi, how should I go?"

"When we came here, the sect didn't prepare any flying artifacts above the fifth rank!"

Everyone looked at Han Ding with more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Before he knew it, Han Ding was regarded as the 'backbone'.

I saw Han Ding stepping out.

He said calmly: "Since there is no way out, let's break it with strength!"

The voice is domineering and firm!