In the sky, swords roared one after another, and the sword light flashed everywhere. Whether it was foundation building, golden elixir, or the Nascent Souls, thousands of Xuanyuan disciples were roaring with flying swords to make their departure for the masters of the same sect!

Although there are still three months before the army set out, considering the itinerary and assembly time on the road, monks from various sects in the Qingkong Realm began to set off one after another to pass the beards; the Qingkong Realm was not the earliest to set out, and the group of six-star monks in the long-handled procession began to set off in March or even half a year ago, such as the farthest cross star, the Blue Ocean and other realms.

Groups of monks kept breaking through the macro membrane of the heaven and earth, and went out of the deep space of the universe, allowing the extremely tough macro membrane to fluctuate continuously. Such a vision could even be felt by the low-level monks who were less than the realm on the ground. They only felt that the high altitude was shaking, and the light was illuminated. The violent explosion points of inspiration came one after another. Each oscillation indicates the departure of another major cultivator.

During these days, almost all the monks in the Qingkong Realm did the most, which was to look up at the sky. Whether it was a high sect, a small sect, a scattered ronin, a monk or a Taoist, a ghost or a demon, they knew very well that on this day, the main backbone of Qingkong had left.

The wind and clouds are surging, and the curtain is opened!

Today is the day when Xuanyuan Sword Cultivator left his journey. There have been many expeditions like this since ancient times. Xuanyuan's tradition is that there is no tradition. They will not pay attention to form like the Sanqing, and hold a huge ceremony to sacrifice to heaven to enhance their conduct, inspire people and inspire morale.

The sword cultivator is either fighting or walking on the road to fighting. The expedition to the Sky Wolf is essentially just a battle that takes a little longer, has a slightly larger scene, and is cruel and fierce, that's all!

Therefore, there is no organization, no company, no calling friends, everyone wakes up silently from their practice, packs their bags, and does not hesitate to pull up their bodies, break the macro membrane, and goes to the deep space, using a sword to prove what they have learned in their lives!

Only countless Xuanyuan disciples scattered all over the mountains were filled with their hearts, Zhen Jian saw the teacher off with a rush, and made a secret decision that sooner or later, he would be one of the magnificent members and become participants, rather than bystanders who waving the flag and shouting!

Li Ji looked deep in the mountains for the last time. An Ran was still shutting down the gates and clashing with the land. He did not bother his wife. There was no need to say a lot of things. It was not the first time that a hundred years of separation was separated. Let her be quiet and self-reliant.

Then, from Xuanyuan City's house, he shook his body and headed towards the sky; under him, countless sword shadows flashed in Xuanyuan City. Next to his house, Fatty Lu was guiding his cool and red flying sword back and forth...

This is Xuanyuan City, Wushan, Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and his home!

In the Thunder Hall, the lonely and bored Chong Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground weakly, "Senior Brother Da Wang, there is some chaos in the mountain gate. Do you need to restrain it?"

Da Wang is also listless, "Let them go! You have to find an opportunity to vent..."

He sighed to Xuan, "Yes, next, Master Queyue is in charge of the game, I'm afraid we won't have time... Senior brother, I'll discuss something with you. Otherwise, if you go to the deep sky to find spirits, let me go. No matter what, you are much more familiar with Thunder Palace affairs than me..."

Dawang's strange eyes rolled, "Don't think about it!"

... On a snowy peak on Mount Wu, Chonglou Chongying stood side by side, Chongying murmured: "Master Jaw has left too..."

Chonglou said nothing, stared at the sky and stared at it for a long time...

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There has never been such a lively galaxy in the left surround!

The monks on the road were either in groups or in a single shape. Sometimes medium and large floating rafts roared past, causing waves of inspiration and the fragments of meteorites that were swept away, causing nearby monks to shout!

Everyone’s goal is to pass on the outer space!

There are also several realms that can go along with Qingkong monks, Kundao Left Realm, Tuoge Monk Realm, and Daxun Realm. These monks who have had many grudges with each other over a long period of time no longer use their secret actions and are not humble to each other, but seem to have never seen each other. When they really walk out of this galaxy, no matter what their previous relationship is, they will be Zuo Zhou people fighting side by side.

A galaxy, a sound, a direction!

Li Jifei was not fast, and there was still a lot of time, so he didn't need to hurry up. A burst of laughter caught up from behind, cautiously keeping an appropriate distance with him, a true king, and then, surpassing him,

These are the fairies who left the world of Kundao. They were radiant and laughed, as if they were not going to participate in a war, but going out for a spring outing in the suburbs. I wonder if the werewolf of the werewolves still had the usual coldness of these beautiful fairies?

Li Ji glanced at him and found that there was no fragrance left in it. Instead, there was another familiar fairy mixed in it - Zhucai, and she also laughed the loudest, with the most unrestrained, with turbulent waves and bright light. Is this the weapon she was going to use to deal with the werewolf?

As he was approaching the lower realm of Chuanxu, he met another acquaintance, a long-standing acquaintance, with a fairy-like trait, and a big sleeve flying. It was obvious that a mid-stage Nascent Soul realm made him fly out of the momentum of the True Lord; perhaps because of the change in the realm, he could no longer recognize Li Ji, but Li Ji still recognized him at a glance.

Haotian Xuanyuan Supreme Saint Siming Emperor!

All the monsters and monsters are here! Li Ji doesn’t know what method he used and which expeditionary force was involved in, but is this guy planning to go to Tianlang to promote his faith, trick Zuo Zhou out, and galaxy out?

Haotian, pickled vegetables, Xuanyuan, Youhuan, shemale... I have gathered a lot of crooked melons and jujubes!

When they arrived at the assembly site, the spectacular scene made people excited. Hundreds of giant ships were floating quietly in the void, and thousands of monks sat cross-legged in the void. When they adjusted their breathing together, it seemed that the space was twisting and deforming. Under the influence of their own different Taoist realms, it was like a Taoist realm melting furnace, strange and bizarre.

There are also monks who are constantly joining.

The assembly area is not allowed to fly around, otherwise thousands of people will move and visit relatives and friends, and it will be impossible to manage it. This is the same as the camping of the mortal army during the march of the mortal world. Discipline is the most important here.

Li Ji came to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's airspace. In the assembly area, the airspace division was not based on the boundary sect, but on the position of the army you are in, whether it is a vanguard, a central army, or a guard, and a reserve team. Relatively speaking, the vanguard and reserve team have the least number of monks and are relatively easy to manage; the trouble is the central army, and the arrangement of thousands of people is very brain-burning, but it doesn't matter to Li Ji.
Chapter completed!