Chapter 234

The elders and disciples of the fourteen sects gathered near the "Sword Sea ruins".

This almost represents the most elite power of the low and middle levels of the entire Eastern Region cultivation world.

The fourteen main elders of the fourteen sects gathered together. Zhen Jing of Tianyuan Sect stroked his beard and looked at the sun: "Time is almost up!"

Jian Xu Gu of Spirit Sword Sect, Shen Santian of Overlord Sect, Jin Shanghua of God Blade Palace, Li Chun Dao of Da Luo Holy Sect, and others nodded: "Start!"

After finishing, a group of people operated their skills and cast spells together, hitting the "Sword Sea ruins" with one restriction and magic power after another.

For a time, colorful magic power and restriction light bombarded the Sword Sea.

The spiritual energy and sword aura in the Sword Sea suddenly gathered little by little.

The scene was grand and dazzling!

The disciples of the fourteen major sects around watched without blinking.

Time passed slowly, and after a full half an hour, the gathered sword aura and spiritual energy slowly rotated, and gradually turned into a rotating portal, standing quietly in front of the fourteen sect disciples.

The fourteen main elders finished their work and nodded with satisfaction.

Si Tu Nan Fei of Da Luo Holy Sect respectfully raised his head and asked: "May I ask the uncles and uncles, can the ruins be entered now?"

Jian Xu Gu shook his head: "Don't rush! Noon, the yang energy is the most sufficient, it can disperse the yin miasma of the ancient ruins for tens of thousands of years, that is the most suitable time to enter!"

Jin Shanghua also said: "That's right! This door opens once and can be maintained for three months, don't rush for a moment, wait a while."

Bai Lianhua, the first on the Earth List of Tianyuan Sect, asked: "Can the portal only be maintained for three months?"

Zhen Jing nodded: "That's right, we currently know nothing about the inside. Three months is not short outside, but in the ancient ruins, it is hard to say whether it is long or short."

"Therefore, you only have three months to explore the ruins. Whether you succeed or fail, when the three months are up, you must return, otherwise you can only be trapped inside."

"The next time the portal opens, it will be sixty years later!"

Ling Lingxiao of the God Calculation Palace said: "Are you sure there are no other portals to enter and exit?"

Shen Santian and others laughed: "This was opened and confirmed by the uncles and ancestors of the Nascent Soul late stage and Transformation Deity stage of the sects, what do you say?"

Ling Lingxiao laughed and stepped back: "The disciple was ignorant."

Just at this moment, a burst of exclamation from the disciples came from below, someone shouted: "South, there is someone in the south!"

Everyone in the audience, from elders to disciples, all looked south.

They saw a figure walking step by step toward the middle of the "Sword Sea ruins" more than ten miles away.

It can be determined that this person is not any disciple of the fourteen sects.

Shen Santian couldn't help but be angry: "Where did the idler come from? What are the four guarding elders doing? How can people enter casually? Truly..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned: "Heng, Heng Xian?!"

They saw that the figure had already walked to the middle of the "Sword Sea ruins" at this time, and the distance from the fourteen sect disciples was not too far.

It was Heng Xian!

"Junior Brother!"

Ma Xiaohua in the Tianyuan Sect disciple camp was stunned.

"Junior Brother Heng..." Lin Shuyu, who had always been calm, changed her face.

"Young Master..." Su Wan'er's eyes were misty with tears.

"Heng Xian!" Ji Yaoyue, who was dignified and quiet among the Da Luo Holy Sect disciples, also changed her face.

"Heng Xian!" Xie Lingyu of the Spirit Sword Sect widened her eyes.

Everyone, whether they knew him or not, was shocked.

The name "Heng Xian" had been too loud in these few years!

Colluding with ancient demons! Facing the pursuit of the fourteen sects all over the sky, he escaped calmly, without a trace, and the means of killing and pitting people along the way were all outrageous!

Many people thought he must have a mysterious magic treasure to escape, and some thought that he had no news in these years, and should have encountered some changes and fallen!

However, no one could have imagined that Heng Xian would suddenly appear at this time and in this place.

What is he here for?!

"Heng Xian!"

"Let's see where you can run this time?"

Soon, countless scolding sounds rose all around.

Heng Xian looked over and smiled slightly, like a neighbor boy.

"Capture him!"

Four or five Primordial Dan Realm elders rushed over. Before they arrived, their magic treasures hit first with powerful momentum!

However, Heng Xian turned a deaf ear, and even had the leisure to stretch, then took out a blood-colored cloak, draped it over himself, and smiled at the crowd: "Everyone don't be nervous, you wait for your best time, I'll just go down and pick up some treasure, see you later!"

Saying that, he drilled into the Sword Sea on the ground, like drilling into a bubble, and the whole person disappeared.

"Boom—"

Almost the moment he disappeared, several magic treasures smashed down together, stirring up a vast spiritual energy vortex over the Sword Sea.

A group of attacking elders looked at the place where Heng Xian disappeared and were stunned.

The fourteen major sects behind, from elders to disciples, were also stunned!

Zhen Jing, Jin Shanghua, Jian Xu Gu, and the group instantly arrived at the place where Heng Xian disappeared, looking at the intact broken swords and "sea water", then looking at the portal in the distance, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"How did he get in? How did he do it?" Shen Santian exclaimed.

No one could answer!

A group of people felt as if they had been slapped hard.

The fourteen sect Transformation Deity ancestors personally appeared, opened the portal, and personally confirmed that except for the portal, no one could pass through the ancient heaven-defying restrictions and enter the ruins below.

However, now, a sect outcast who was being pursued, played like a game, put on a vest and got in?!

This... who should I reason with?

A group of elders were depressed, and the thousands of disciples behind them were even more curious and suspicious!

"Is this Heng Xian a devil!"

Many people sighed.

At this time, Jian Xu Gu said with a solemn expression: "This child must have some mystery unknown to outsiders!"

A group of elders nodded.

Zhen Jing said: "The top priority is to let the disciples enter quickly!"

"That's right!" Jin Shanghua immediately waved his sleeves and turned back: "Disciples, listen to the order, enter the ruins from the portal, be careful of Heng Xian, don't let him take the lead, if you meet him, kill him together!"

"Yes!"

More than two thousand eight hundred disciples of the fourteen sects, in the order of the sects, suppressed their excitement and nervousness and entered one after another.

Ten thousand miles away.

Tianyuan Sect.

The excitement of the "Sword Sea ruins" did not affect this place. After all, the cultivation world encounters an ancient ruin every few decades, and the size and harvest are hard to say.

At this time, on the top of the Qianyuan Peak, one of the thirteen peaks, misty and quiet, a rich spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly appeared.

The spiritual energy turned into golden lotuses, mountain flowers, and the sun and moon, and the momentum was vast.

Taiyi Hall, Yaotian Peak, Dasong Peak, Xiaosong Peak, etc., each flew out a figure from the peak top.

Sect Master Zhen Xuan stood in the void, looked at the spiritual energy fluctuation over Qianyuan Peak, and stroked his beard: "Ninth Junior Sister, ah Ninth Junior Sister, deliberately led Senior Brother Kuqing to meditate with you, but used the pressure to break through to Nascent Soul, it's really... insidious enough!"

Yaotian Peak Master Zhao Qingzhi laughed: "Looking at this, Junior Sister Nangong has just shattered the void and the Golden Core has left the Dan Sea!"

Juyang Peak Master Shen Luoying laughed: "Ninth Junior Sister's three Golden Cores, condensed for sixty years, this breakthrough, I'm afraid it will be as difficult as giving birth!"

Lan Wuyan looked up at the high sky and said: "Using the sky as a furnace, the earth as fire, and Qi as the foundation, accumulated for sixty years, three Dans shattered into infants, it is indeed difficult to handle, but Senior Brother Kuqing is an old doctor, even if it is difficult to give birth, he will peel it out for her!"

"Hahahaha..."

Everyone laughed.

Just at this moment, on the top of Qianyuan Peak, three-colored divine light and a hazy strange laugh suddenly appeared.

Zhen Xuan almost pulled off his beard: "The legendary three-colored divine infant! Amazing, but laughing so terribly, won't it be a monster?"

(End of chapter)