Chapter 891 Breaking out of the Boundary

The Lingtian Realm is located deep in the Tian Chong Mountain, with 50,000 miles of barren mountains. There are very few traces of monks, let alone the Immortal Cultivation Sect established here, which has been rare since ancient times.

The only thing close to here is Yunzhou City.

When the seal of Lingtian Realm was loosened a hundred years ago, monks from various sects in Tian Chong Mountain gathered here, which really created a lively scene. However, as the barrier closed, Yunzhou City began to become depressed again, except for some people here. Apart from ordinary mortals, there are almost no immortal cultivators.

Sixty years have passed by in a hurry. In the past few years, the once desolate Yunzhou City has suddenly gathered a large number of monks. Their cultivation levels are not weak, and they have reached the middle and late stage of magic power. All the mortals in the city have been expelled.

At this time, in a secret attic in the city, several figures were sitting together, discussing something.

"Brother Wu, is your information accurate? The seal of the Spiritual Heaven Realm is only loosened every three hundred years. Now there are still a full 140 years before the next opening. How can there be strange phenomena?" A tall man The man in green shirt slowly spoke, his eyes scanning the people around him, and finally he turned to a gray-haired old man and asked.

"This is absolutely true. I was expelled here decades ago and have been living in Yunzhou City for so long. Any disturbance nearby cannot be hidden from my eyes. The seals of the Spiritual Heaven Realm have indeed moved frequently in the past few years, and It's very regular. If the seal is not about to be opened, I can't think of any other reasons." The white-haired old man frowned and replied meaningfully.

Several people looked at each other and fell silent.

After a while, the man in green shirt said: "According to this pattern, it is indeed a precursor to the opening of the seal of the Spiritual Heaven Realm. However, it is too unbelievable that the seal of the Spiritual Heaven Realm will be opened in less than three hundred years. It is better for us to be cautious."

"That's why I invite all fellow Taoists to come and discuss things today."

The white-haired old man pondered for a moment, then said with a cold face: "Not many people know about this so far. We are all expelled by Xuanlian Sect. If this vision is really a precursor to the opening of the spiritual world, we can Take this opportunity to go in and explore. If you are lucky enough to succeed in cultivation or get some rare treasure that enhances your strength, you no longer need to be afraid of his Xuanlian Sect. "

The man in green shirt's expression flickered when he heard this, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, Xuanlian Sect is now the overlord of Tian Chong Mountain, and both good and evil sects have been recruited by it, and even Tianqi Sect has Unable to contend with it, if we no longer try to protect ourselves, we may not be able to escape death in the future.”

Everyone nodded with ruthless expressions.

"Having said that, you still need to be cautious. It would be great if the seal of the Spiritual Heaven Realm is really opened. I'm afraid there might be something weird, and when I came to Yunzhou City a few days ago, I seemed to have seen Mr. Wu Sheng. We have to guard against the traces of the devil." The man in green shirt and the white-haired old man finished talking, and a woman in palace clothes also said slowly.

This woman looks to be in her early forties, but her charm is still there. There is no trace of age on her face, and her cultivation is on par with the man in green shirt and others, and they have all reached the late stage of magic power.

"Old Demon Wusheng? Why is he here? Could it be that this old demon has also received some rumors?"

The faces of the old man and the man in green shirt both changed.

The other monks also looked at each other in shock after hearing this.

"The purpose of the Wusheng Old Demon's coming here is not yet known, but I think his whereabouts are mysterious, and he is probably coming for the visions of the spiritual world. We need to make plans early." The woman in palace clothes shook her head and said.

The white-haired old man frowned deeply, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "Old Demon Wusheng condensed the golden elixir decades ago, and his cultivation level is far superior to mine. Not to mention whether his purpose is a vision from the spiritual world, this realm The monks are not something we can provoke, but the barrier of the Spiritual Heaven Realm excludes the monks in the pill-forming stage. Even if this old demon has a high level of cultivation, he may not be able to get in. After all, it will be us who will benefit. For now, we will wait and see. Let’s talk about the changes later.”

Upon hearing this, all the monks felt that this was reasonable, and they all nodded and chuckled.

The next few people put forward various opinions on exploring the spiritual world, and it was not until dusk that they stood up and said goodbye.

Just when they walked out of the attic door, a loud thunder suddenly came from the distance. Before they had time to see clearly what happened, several people stumbled immediately and almost fell over.

The expressions of the white-haired old man and the man in green shirt changed drastically. They hurriedly activated their exercises to stabilize their bodies. Then, as if they had thought of something, they hurriedly summoned the auspicious clouds to rise up in the sky, and stared at the void somewhere.

"Sure enough, the vision has appeared again! In recent years, this vision has appeared every few days, and the fluctuations have become more and more intense. It is absolutely unmistakable!"

The white-haired old man looked excited.

While he was speaking, thunder flickered in the sky in the distance, and one arm-thick electric light shot down from the sky one after another. This scene was so familiar, and it was astonishing that strange signs would appear every three hundred years.

As the thunder struck down, a layer of thick light curtain turned from blur to clear, emitting waves of water-like spiritual waves, as if it would break away at any time.

The man in blue shirt and the woman in palace clothes could not hide their shock when they saw this scene. They each looked at each other and flew away without saying a word.

The white-haired old man did not hesitate, pushed his skills to the extreme, and ran straight towards the revealed barrier.

"Old Demon of Wusheng! It is indeed him."

Just as a few people escaped from the city, a startling rainbow suddenly shot out from the other direction. The spiritual pressure was so strong that it was almost suffocating. The white-haired old man and others couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw the figure in the rainbow.

After the escaping light appeared, it ignored the others and rushed directly to the strange scene with a sense of ecstasy.

But at this time, something strange happened. Just when the "Old Demon Wusheng" in the Jindan stage approached the barrier, there was a sudden roar. The barrier seemed to have been suppressed to the extreme under the impact of thunder. Suddenly, a crack several feet long burst out, and then a bright light column rushed up from it and went straight into the clouds.

The approaching escaping light stagnated, and the light around it could not help but disperse, revealing a withered old man in black robes, who seemed to be the "Old Demon Wusheng" mentioned by the white-haired old man and others.

After stopping outside the barrier, the old demon showed a look of surprise, because what appeared after the rainbow of light was not the entrance to the spiritual world, but a black-clothed young man with an ordinary face. After he appeared, the gap that had just cracked disappeared, and even the barrier was hidden in the fog of the deep mountains again.

This made the "Old Demon Wusheng" dumbfounded.

He looked at the person who escaped with a look of doubt, but found that the young man was motionless, with a layer of white light all around him, as if he was trapped inside, and his breath was weak and uncertain.

Seeing this, the "Old Demon Wusheng" was delighted and approached the young man in black clothes without saying anything. There have been many cultivators trapped after the closure of the Spiritual Heaven Realm, but almost no one can come out alive. Now a cultivator who escaped from the barrier suddenly appeared. If he said that the other party didn't have any treasures to kill him, he would not believe it.

Besides, only cultivators with magical powers can enter the Spiritual Heaven Realm. How high can this person's cultivation level be after he came out?

The white-haired old man and others not far away were also shocked by the scene in front of them. They had all kinds of guesses about the strange phenomena in the past few years, but they didn't expect such a person to escape from it. Seeing that the old demon Wusheng looked at him with a covetous look, I'm afraid this person is going to be in big trouble.

But the next scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

The old demon Wusheng approached, crossed his arms and said something to the young man with an arrogant look on his face. The young man frowned, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a large piece of cold light shot out. Then there were several angry roars in the air, and the old demon Wusheng turned into a group of demon clouds and retreated wildly.

But the cold light shot out from the young man's sleeves did not stop there, but caught up with the old demon after a slight flash. At this time, the white-haired old man and others saw that the cold light was actually dozens of sharp flying swords, densely spread in the air, and immediately bombarded the old demon Wusheng as soon as they appeared behind him.

The muffled sound of "puff puff puff" was endless, and the demonic energy in the air dissipated. The white-haired old man and the Qingshan man and others only heard bursts of shrill screams, followed by the surge of demonic energy. A square jade brick appeared in the hand of the old demon Wusheng, and his magic power increased by several times, spraying dazzling jade clouds to meet the dozens of flying swords.

But it had no effect at all. As soon as the two touched, the jade brick broke into pieces. In the blink of an eye, the spirituality was gone. Then the swords shook again, and dozens of sword holes were directly pierced in the old demon.

There were eighty-one dense sword holes.

In just a few breaths, the man who was still majestic was torn into pieces by the swords.

It was a sunny day in June, but the white-haired old man felt the cold wind of winter, and his hands and feet were cold.

Who was the Wusheng old demon? He was a Jindan stage cultivator, but he could not last a round in the hands of this black-clothed young man. What kind of cultivation was this person?

Just as the white-haired old man and others were trembling in their hearts, the black-clothed young man in the air retracted his flying sword, and then a flash of light broke through the white light trapped around. He fled, looked at them a few times, and then stepped into the air and walked over.

It was just a step, but he was in front of everyone in an instant.

Shrinking the ground into an inch!

This is a magical power that can only be cultivated by a Jindan-stage cultivator. Moreover, seeing that the young man killed the Wusheng Old Demon with a wave of his hand, his cultivation level must have reached at least the middle stage of Jindan.

"I wonder what instructions you have here, senior? If you need anything, we will definitely do our best to serve you." The white-haired old man smiled respectfully at the black-clothed young man.

The green-shirted man and the palace-dressed beautiful woman and others also turned pale and saluted tremblingly.

"It's rare that you are so kind. It just so happens that I also have some questions to ask you, but is there a place to stay nearby? Take me there to rest first." The black-clothed cultivator raised his eyebrows slightly, looking quite satisfied with the performance of the white-haired old man.

Seeing that the black-clothed cultivator was calm, the old man and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party did not treat them like the Wusheng Old Demon. They quickly smiled and said, "Of course there is a place to stay. If the senior does not mind, you may as well follow us to Yunzhou City to rest for a while."

"Yunzhou City?" The black-clothed cultivator pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Lead the way!"