The Rise of the Shen Family

Jiuyou Nether Emperor sacrificed his own thousands of years of cultivation and the blood of tens of thousands of monks to the demon gods of the demon world, only to obtain a trace of the blessing of the power of heaven and demons, thus stepping into the realm of half-step god transformation.

But under that sudden peerless sword glow, he was still killed by a sword, and all his vitality was completely annihilated by that monstrous sword energy.

A generation of demons has fallen!

Emperor Jiuyou Ningdi never thought that Situ Changkong would actually carry the sword of Jianzu on his body, and he never thought that the strongest sword in this world would be so terrifying.

No one has arrived yet, but he can kill him who has already stepped into the half-step God Transformation Realm with one sword!

And just when this sword intent lingering in the sky burst out with a sword to slay the devil, the magnificent palace in the Central Territory, the North Plains with cold winds, the Western Regions with yellow sand, and the primitive land of the Southern Wilderness The forest and the dark seabed of the East China Sea.

Several of the most powerful people in this world opened their closed eyes in unison, and the eyes that pierced the universe seemed to see the sword that pierced through the world.

As the sword light completely dissipated, they slowly closed their eyes again.

. . . . . .

Over the collapsed Luqiu Mountain ruins, the terrifying sword intent persisted for a long time, and the blood cloud that originally covered the sky was completely annihilated under the countless sword energy.

Situ Zhangkong, who was wearing a green shirt, slowly walked out of the spirit sword of his life, facing the land of the Eastern Territory, and bowed respectfully and cupped his hands:

"Thank you Jianzu for giving the sword!"

Then he looked again at the corpse evil spirit that was still left in this world, so he immediately sacrificed a red gourd from his waist.

After he squeezed out the magic formula in his hand, a stream of scorching pure Yang flames spewed out from the red gourd, burning out the corpse qi that permeated the heaven and earth.

So far, Situ Changkong's demon-killing journey has been a complete success.

"Thank you fellow Daoist for killing the demons for my Lingnan sentient beings"

At this time, True Monarch Qingyang with an aged face came to Situ Changkong's side, bowed his hands to the former very respectfully and thanked him.

Situ Changkong's sharp gaze turned to the pale-faced True Monarch Qingyang, and then he slowly took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to him.

"This time, you can help me kill that devil,

As compensation, the fifth-order Dao Pill in this bottle can heal most of your injuries, but as for your remaining life essence, this seat can’t help you.”

Hearing this, the old Qingyang True Monarch immediately looked at the former in surprise, and hurriedly took the jade bottle from the former's hand like a treasure.

"I'm here to thank my fellow Daoist!"

When he felt the rich life aura emanating from the jade bottle in his hand, he bowed his hands towards Situ Zhangkong and thanked him directly.

However, Situ Changkong didn't care about True Monarch Qingyang's gratitude, and said calmly:

"Okay, now that the devil's trouble here has subsided, and the devil has been subjugated, I still need to go to the place where the devil was hiding before to check, so I won't stop here."

After all, he turned into a sharp sword light and headed towards the Hengduan Mountain Range, and there was no chance for True Monarch Qingyang to keep him.

And the True Monarch Qingyang here looked at the sword light that was going away at an extremely fast speed, and couldn't help but sighed in relief, as if he had no intention of holding back at all.

Although the current Lingnan Xiuxian Realm has calmed down the evil, but its vitality has been severely damaged, even the Qingyang Zhenjun himself has been seriously injured.

At this time, if another force from the outside world takes the opportunity to enter Lingnan, then the pattern of the entire Lingnan Xiuxian world will be completely overturned.

In other words, the situation of Qingyunmen unifying the Lingnan Xiu Xian world, which he worked so hard to complete, will also be greatly impacted by foreign forces.

So at this time, True Monarch Qingyang didn't want Lingnan to have contact with the outside world at all, and only hoped that Lingnan Xiu Xianjie would be forgotten by the outside world like it had been for thousands of years in the past.

Only in this way, his Qingyunmen can maintain the situation of unifying the Lingnan Xiuxian world, and then use the resources of the entire Lingnan Xiuxian world to support himself, and slowly accumulate the power of the sect.

And only after someone in the next generation of disciples achieves the Dao of Nascent Soul, will his Qingyunmen have the opportunity to walk out of the Hengduan Mountains and enter a wider world.

Otherwise, if you rashly contact the outside world, you will eventually lead the wolf into the room, and then drag the entire Lingnan Xiu Xian world into the abyss again.

After a long time, True Monarch Qingyang slowly retracted his gaze from the horizon, and cast a solemn expression on the messy ground beneath him.

He glanced at Luqiu Mountain, which had collapsed long ago and stood like a huge tomb, and then dodged to the front of the four Jindan real people including Long Zhuqing.

"Meet Master!"

"Meet Senior Qingyang!"

At this time, Shen Huanchi and the other four had not yet reacted from the previous great battle. After seeing the Qingyang True Monarch appearing in front of them, the four of them hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Get up, I'll leave the follow-up here to you, the old man left first."

After saying that, True Monarch Qingyang hurriedly disappeared in front of the four of them, turning into a scarlet aura and swiftly flying towards Qingyun Mountain.

On this side, Shen Huanchi looked in the direction where True Monarch Qingyang was leaving quickly, and there was an imperceptible reflection in those warm eyes.

"Two fellow Daoists, I'll reorganize the teams of each family first, and then search for the survivors in the ruins."

Just as Shen Huanchi was contemplating, Long Zhuqing looked at him and Ouyang Zhenren and said solemnly, his tone full of helplessness.

Not only Long Zhuqing, but Zhentian Zhenren and Ouyang Zhenren had heavy expressions on their faces, and they didn't have any joy in successfully destroying the Wuji Sect and those demon monks.

In this battle, although they succeeded in destroying the Promise Sect and the cultivators, they also paid an extremely heavy price.

Who would have thought that this thousand-foot-long Luqiu Mountain would suddenly collapse, taking the lives of tens of thousands of low-level monks on both sides of the war in an instant.

"it is good!"

Shen Huanchi and Ouyang Zhenren hurriedly nodded and agreed, and then flew directly towards their surviving monks.

. . . . . .

At the same time, in the dim and collapsed corridor, Shen Ruiling walked out of the [Zixiao Dongtian] after realizing that the blood and suffocation from the outside world had dissipated.

He didn't make any more stops, and after destroying all the evidence in the corridor, he went straight to the top of the ruins.

After several hours of arduous trek, Shen Ruiling reached the surface, and then jumped up from the ground to the ground in a dense forest far from the ruins of Luqiu Mountain.

After coming out of the ground, he quickly looked around and found that there was no one around, and then immediately turned around and rushed towards the ruins of Luqiu Mountain.

Previously, after the Qingyunmen allied forces broke the Wujizong's mountain protection formation, Qingyunmen ordered some monks to stay and surround Luqiu Mountain, specifically to clear the Wujizong monks who had escaped from the mountain.

It is precisely because of this that the cultivators of the coalition army were not wiped out. When the landslide came, nearly half of the low-level cultivators stayed at the foot of the mountain, thus successfully recovering a life.

On the side of the Shen family, Shen Ruiling, Du Mingjun, Wei Chenghe, Zhu Zhiming and two Shen Jia Keqing led half of the qi cultivators in the coalition to follow the army to attack the mountain gate of the Promise Sect.

As for Shen Ruizhi and the remaining four base-building cultivators, they led the remaining qi-cultivating cultivators to clear the Wuji cultivators who escaped from the mountain in the southern area of ​​Luqiu Mountain.

In the end, the six foundation-building cultivators and the more than 200 qi-training cultivators who entered the Promise Sect Mountain Gate were only a few people who came back alive.

Among them, Du Mingjun rushed out of the Promise Sect Mountain Gate during the landslide by virtue of his cultivation in the later stage of Foundation Establishment.

In addition, Wei Chenghe in the middle stage of foundation building and another Shen Jia Keqing fell on Luqiu Mountain.

In addition to the three base-building cultivators who came back alive, more than ten qi-cultivating cultivators actually came back alive.

At the moment of the landslide, or because of luck or other reasons, these ten people were not swept into the ground by the turbulent flow of gravel, and they were lucky enough to get their lives back.

In a temporary tent in the camp, Shen Ruizhi paced back and forth restlessly, and the worry on his face was already very strong.

"Patriarch, it's been a day since the collapse of Luqiu Mountain, fifth brother he"

In the end, he couldn't help it anymore, turned his head to look at Shen Huanchi, and said hesitantly.

After hearing this, Shen Huanchi didn't answer immediately, and his expression didn't change, but his worries were no less than Shen Ruizhi's.

Previously, he was full of confidence in Shen Ruiling, thinking that it was not a problem for the latter's strength to escape from the landslide, and he still had the space secret treasure in his hand.

It was because of his belief that he would stay here, otherwise he would have rushed into the ruins long ago.

However, as time passed, Shen Huanchi became more and more worried, and began to worry about Shen Ruiling's safety.

And just when he was about to return to Yunbifeng overnight to check the genealogy, he seemed to sense something, and his hanging heart was finally settled.

"came back"

Shen Huanchi's eyes immediately turned to the entrance of the tent, and he said slowly.

As soon as his voice fell, a figure walked in from the entrance of the tent, it was Shen Ruiling who had just returned from the ruins of Luqiu Mountain.

"Fifth brother, you are finally back"

After seeing Shen Ruiling who suddenly appeared, Shen Ruizhi hurriedly stepped forward, and there was a look of joy in his eyes.

Shen Ruiling nodded slightly, looked at Shen Ruizhi apologetically and said:

"Let the fourth brother worry"

After that, he turned his attention to Shen Huanchi, who was in the first place, and bowed his hands apologetically:

"Patriarch!"

Looking at Shen Ruiling who was safe and sound, Shen Huanchi's hanging heart finally fell, and a faint smile appeared on his meticulous face.

“Just come back”

In this way, with the appearance of Shen Ruiling, both Shen Huanchi and Shen Ruizhi were relieved, and their heavy hearts were relieved a lot.

"Patriarch, when I was underground, I found out that a demon monk had taken action, so what happened after Luqiu Mountain collapsed?"

When Shen Ruiling returned to the camp earlier, he found that although the cultivators of the coalition army were a little scattered, they did not look like they were broken, and they were stationed outside the ruins of Luqiu Mountain.

It can be seen that the appearance of the magic monks has not completely reversed the entire battle situation, at least the righteous monks on their side have not been defeated.

After hearing this, both Shen Huanchi and Shen Ruizhi's expressions changed slightly, obviously what happened during the day left a lingering impression in their minds.

On the other hand, Shen Ruiling naturally noticed the strange look on the faces of the two patriarchs, and couldn't help but feel curious.

"The sudden collapse of Luqiu Mountain was because those demon monks were doing tricks behind their backs, and after that landslide, the hidden demon of the Nascent Soul stage appeared."

In the end, it was Shen Huanchi who spoke and told Shen Ruiling about the battle that occurred after the landslide. Of course, the battle between the sword cultivator in Tsing Yi and the giant of the Dao of Demons was definitely indispensable.

And when Shen Ruiling heard the sudden appearance of the Yuan Ying Jian Xiu who was able to slash a sword that pierced through the heavens and the earth, his deep eyes were full of disbelief.

"The last sword that killed the devil, even I didn't see it clearly. I only saw that a sword fell from the sky, and then the devil disappeared completely."

As he spoke, Shen Huanchi's face showed shock again, and the peerless elegance of that sword seemed to be imprinted directly in his mind.

On the other hand, although Shen Ruiling didn't see the sword that pierced through the heavens and the earth with his own eyes, he had truly felt its power in the clan chief's remarks.

After being shocked for a long time, he looked at Shen Huanchi again and asked:

"Patriarch, is this Tsing Yi Jianxiu a monk from outside Lingnan?"

Hearing this, Shen Huanchi slowly recovered from his memory, nodded slightly and said:

"I'm afraid yes"

"Where is this senior now?"

"Should have left Lingnan"

After hearing this, Shen Ruiling fell into silence, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Okay, these things are over, don't think about it anymore, let's talk about why you stayed in the ruins for so long before you came back?"

On this side, Shen Huanchi couldn't help but glance at Shen Ruiling, and then interrupted him by saying something, obviously because he was afraid that he would be too ambitious.

But what he didn't know was that the battle scenes Shen Ruiling had seen in the memory of the [Zixiaodongtian] artifact were far more crazy than this time.

In the face of the patriarch's inquiry, Shen Ruiling naturally did not dare to hide anything, but before he opened his mouth, he asked a question through voice transmission.

"True Monarch Qingyang has returned to Qingyunmen and is not here."

Seeing the former being so careful, Shen Huanchi immediately understood that there must be a hidden secret, so he immediately waved his hand and enveloped them in a soundproof barrier while answering.

After the barrier was lit up, Shen Ruiling explained how he escaped the landslide, and why did he delay underground for so long.

The most crucial of them is, of course, that he met the real Wushang who had been reborn from the house, and then grabbed the Wuji sect's sect heritage that had been accumulated for thousands of years from the opponent's hands.

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When Shen Huanchi heard this, a look of shock appeared on Gu Jing Wubo's face.

"You met the Wushang real person who was reborn from the house, and then killed him, and obtained the thousand-year-old heritage of the Wuji Sect that he carried?"

"yes!"

After receiving Shen Ruiling's affirmation, Shen Huanchi immediately lowered his head and pondered, then looked at Shen Ruizhi and said:

"Go ahead and let the army return to Linhai County in three days."

. . . . . .

At the same time, in the ruins of Luqiu Mountain like a huge tomb, many low-level monks lit torches and tried to find some treasures from the ruins.

Suddenly, a loose cultivator of the ninth level of Qi practice seemed to have found something, and he looked around carefully, then immediately lay on the ground and stretched his hand into a corner.

Just when he took out a piece of debris in the hidden corner, a black light like lightning entered his body directly.

The loose cultivator carefully took out this piece of debris, a look of joy flashed across his face, and hurriedly took advantage of the night to run to a place where no one was there.

. . . . . .