There have been many more people on the border of the Murder Kingdom recently, especially the originally small city of Diancheng, which suddenly became very lively, and this border city instantly became as lively as grand sacrifices.

The high priest of the Ming Kingdom, Xingkui, also arrived here from afar, and the Yi people on the opposite side rushed to the border. Thousands of Yi people rode strange beasts and monsters to arrive here. Tens of miles away, hundreds of ferocious beasts could often hear the sound of hundreds of ferocious beasts calling to the moon.

The entire border between Diancheng and the Marine Kingdom began to be martial law, and at the same time, the four countries of Zheng, Bai, Pan and Shao were also ready to move. Some tribes were also under the influence of a large number of practitioners, and their whereabouts were strange and uncertain.

There were hundreds of miles of land along the Li River, and there were no peace everywhere. I don’t know how many powerful monks gathered, and some old monsters and monsters who never appeared and thought they had died appeared one after another.

In the Diancheng of the Ming Kingdom, Dianyu, who used to be like a local emperor, was kneeling in front of the high priest, and the priests wearing red priests with dense and dense silhouettes could be seen from the city lord's mansion.

Zhongxingkui was wearing a gorgeous golden silk robe and sat cross-legged at the table above. Two fair-skinned girl priests beside him were placing Zhongxingkui's favorite incense burner and tripod vessel, igniting Ningshen incense.

"Finally... finally appeared!" Zhong Xingkui was very excited, restless, and finally stood up and walked around with his hands.

"How many old monsters have you killed for this day? Those guys who were pressing on my head at the beginning all died of death, so I waited for it." Zhong Xingkui was very excited. As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed that he was not a person in the Shanhai Realm. Although he had been in the Shanhai Realm for more than a hundred years, he still could not change some habits from the present world.

Zhong Xingkui raised his hands high and shouted to the sky: "This is a chance given by heaven. It is just at this time. I, Zhong Xingkui, will definitely be able to live immortality and become an immortal in this life."

Dianyu agreed with just the right amount: "If the high priest can go further, our country of dying will surely be able to sweep the nations and unify the world again."

Shaoguo Songdi has more than 30 cities, which was the territory that Shaoguo had expanded after annexed Songdi. At this moment, a team secretly left the territory from Songdi, passed through several Yiren villages on the border, and penetrated into 100,000 mountains.

The leader was Lu Zhou. At this moment, no one thought that they had gone around the place where the battle was most intense, arrived behind the barbarian army, and used secret techniques to observe the movements of the remains.

"I didn't expect that there was also a pool of immortality here. There should be one in the White Emperor Pond. My mission this time was accompanied by it. The main reason was that the Panguo could not get this pool of immortality. We also need to see what the ruins falling from the heavens in this legendary world are hidden about the secrets of heaven and millions of years ago."

In addition to the two of them, the high priest Xuanyuan of Shao State, the priests of Zhengguo and Bai State, and a large number of aquatic races of Lijiang also entered this area in groups along the river. Even thousands of miles away, Gaoguo, who had no contact with the place and was hostile and rejected by various countries, also secretly sent people and had already arrived here.

And in that nameless mountain, the ruins that have been revealed at this moment were tightly wrapped by tens of thousands of barbarians and the villages stationed there.

The witch priests who came from the depths of the 100,000 mountains were standing in front of the large barrier formation that exuded great murderous intent, trying every means to break through this barrier and enter it.

These witch saints of the barbarians were wearing strange and terrifying accessories and magic weapons, their hair was braided, and their faces were tattooed with witch god patterns, but their clothes were somewhat similar to those of the witch saints that Dahuan once had.

At this moment, the old man standing in front of the hundreds of witches was an old man whose hair had fallen out and had no teeth left in his mouth. At first glance, he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, terrifying and hideous. Even because his death was over, he used a large amount of elixirs, poisons, and forbidden methods to prolong his life, and a stinking smell was emitted all over his body, just like the stench emitted from the corpse.

He stood with a crutch and hooked his waist, completely hiding his body in his cloak, standing at the entrance of the valley, with hundreds of vicious witches behind him, and no one dared to speak at this moment, as if he was extremely afraid of the old man standing in front.

If there were people who had been in the Great Huan Temple seventy or eighty years ago, they might be able to find the shadow of the great witch sacrificed to the former Jia from this old face, which seemed to be half-dead, without any vitality.

Several young wizards beside him stepped forward and tested the formation. However, when they entered, they saw the light sweeping. Several barbarian wizards and the riding beasts under their seats were swept in and disappeared without a trace.

The many barbarians and slaves surrounding the outside were so scared that they leaned back unconsciously.

"This is at least a fourth-level forbidden formation? I heard that the fourth-level magic weapon has spirits, and this formation may also have spirits. Not only can we know how to distinguish living and dead objects, but we can attack and defeat us with the smallest power, our strength is far more than the third level." A witch priest standing next to Dan Jia said, as if his disciples were speaking.

The other person nodded: "That's right, when you look at the formation, it seems like you are breathing, endlessly, and you will form a cycle, which is beyond our imagination."

"This may not be a restriction or formation!" Dan Jia finally spoke, his voice like the sound made when the old wooden door was pushed open, harsh and long.

"It's not a formation, what is that?" As soon as Dan Jia spoke, many people from all over the country were shocked. Everyone looked up at the barrier covering the valley and the entire mountain.

"How is that possible? Then what is this?" The power that spread out from the crowd condensed into one with the divine light. How could this be not a formation barrier?

Dan Jia stretched out his hand, and the thick green witch sacrifice power gathered at his fingertips, turning into a ghost claw and pressing it on the barrier. The barrier suddenly backed down, and the powerful force and light bounced back and swept through thousands of meters.

But it was blocked by Dan Jia, and Dan Jia's face was filled with a clear laugh: "Sure enough... this thing really fell from the heaven!"

Many witch festivals were even more confused, not understanding what Yajia had discovered or understood.

Dan Jia turned around: "Tomorrow I will open this spiritual world and enter it. Chi, Mei, you two will enter with me."

Dan Jia immediately laughed like a night owl: "Whoever can enter the first place can be the fourth level first."

"And if you become a fourth-level person first, you can control everything."

The turbid eyes of the white catenia were covered with white eyes, and at this moment, the brilliance burst out: "Maybe, what I got this time was not just level 4, but more..."

At this time, only standing beside Dan Jia, he seemed to understand a disciple who knew him very well. This seemed to be a light curtain that seemed to be a barrier, and it was probably related to something powerful. -

At this moment, at the junction of Shao and Ming Kingdoms, in a Dragon King Temple on the banks of the Lihe River, there were already five Taoists living half a month ago. Today, a carriage came, and two old and young walked off the carriage.

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at the Taoist temple. There was no breath of a cultivator, but his eyes flashed with a flash of aura, and he immediately saw two powerful auras burst out from the Taoist temple, pressing towards Fang Xiu.
Chapter completed!