After leaving Mount Longhu, Lin Tian brought along the White Tiger and Tu Xianxian. Their speed was not fast, and they traveled on foot instead of in the air.
Then, more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a blood-colored bird streaked through the air. It was a manifestation of Divine Sense, a secret technique used by the Green Hill Foxes to deliver messages. It arrived beside Tu Xianxian, and in the blink of an eye, entered her sea of consciousness. Tu Xianxian's expression changed slightly.
"Master, the people from the Western Orthodoxy are here. There are about seven hundred of them. They have crossed the border and are heading towards Kunlun."
She quickly reported to Lin Tiandao.
A cold light flashed in Lin Tiandao's eyes. The people from the Western Orthodoxy were really fast.
"Let's go."
He said. Golden divine light surged around his body, enveloping the White Tiger and Tu Xianxian as he charged into the sky and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
After about ten breaths, he appeared in front of a vast mountain with the White Tiger and Tu Xianxian.
Looking from afar, this mountain range was majestic, and there were wisps of hazy mist lingering around it. It was very mysterious.
It was Mount Kunlun.
"Kunlun."
Lin Tiandao muttered to himself.
Mount Kunlun was known as the number one divine mountain in the Central Plains. It was said to be one of the places where the ancient immortals and gods lived.
He brought the White Tiger and Tu Xianxian to this place. The light of the dragon patterns intertwined in his eyes as he looked towards Mount Kunlun. He looked at the majestic mountain and the hazy mist that intertwined within. Very quickly, he felt a trace of an extraordinary aura that carried the power of Dao.
This Dao energy was not dense, but it was very ancient and vast. It was intertwined with a kind of fascinating fluctuation.
"This is not simple!"
He thought to himself.
Tu Xianxian was beside him. Seeing him looking at Mount Kunlun, he asked, "Master, do you want to go up there for a walk?"
"Not for now," Lin Tiandao shook his head and added, "Also, I'm not your master. Don't call me that anymore."
Tu Xianxian nodded obediently. "Yes, Master. I understand."
Lin Tian: "…"
He glanced at Kunlun one last time before calling out to the White Tiger and Tu Xianxian to travel towards a flat mountainous area.
It didn't take long for them to travel over a few thousand meters away.
In this place, the terrain was very wide. There were not many people around, and the vegetation was also very sparse.
Lin Tian led the White Tiger and Tu Xianxian to this place. They stopped and looked ahead.
Very soon, fifteen minutes had passed. The air in front of them became abnormal. Waves of Divine Power waves surged.
In the next moment, several hundred silhouettes appeared on the horizon. All of them had powerful blood and Qi fluctuations intertwined around them. Some had divine radiance coiling around their bodies, some had black light coiling around their bodies, some rode on powerful birds, and some wore pitch-black armor.
The air turned cold.
Cold light lingered in all directions.
"Tsk tsk, these little bastards from West Earth actually dared to come to Middle Earth so arrogantly. Their arrogance is really high."
The White Tiger curled its lips.
"It's too much!"
The Tu Xianxian said.
Previously, in the Secret Realm of Mount Tai, a group of people from the Western Orthodoxy had attacked them. Many of them were experts, and they wanted to annihilate all the experts from the major factions. At that time, if Lin Tian wasn't there, those from the major factions and some of the smaller sects would have been annihilated. At this time, they saw people from the Western Orthodoxy invading East Earth. Moreover, it was the Eastern Punitive Expedition Army from the Western Orthodoxy that wanted to invade the famous mountains of Middle Earth. Naturally, they were very unhappy.
Lin Tian's expression was indifferent. He stood on the spot and looked at the people from the Western Orthodoxy.
There were seven hundred people from the Western Orthodoxy. They had already crossed the border and were heading towards Kunlun. At this moment, they naturally saw Lin Tian, the White Tiger, and Tu Xianxian blocking their way. Cold light flashed across their faces.
"Cultivators from Middle Earth? Do they already know that we're coming? "
"So what if they know? Middle Earth is too weak now. Compared to us, it's like a firefly competing with the sun."
"They're here to stop us?"
"Just the three of them? What a joke! "
"Crush them!"
The seven hundred or so Western cultivators had cold gazes. They were all from powerful inheritances in the West, and they were all very arrogant.
Dozens of people walked out. Their bodies were surrounded by dark light as they chanted a strange ancient language.
"The ancient Sacred Spirit of the Stone Sword has bestowed upon us the sharp Divine Sword of Light. We can cut through the turbidity that covers our eyes and kill our enemies."
The dozens of people had cold expressions. They were dressed in long black robes, and their voices were cold.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Dense sword lights instantly intertwined and shot out. Each of them was extremely powerful, and they instantly shattered the void.
"Master, they're from the Arthur Clan of the West. They worship a strange Stone Sword that contains a soul. It's very terrifying." Tu Xianxian said from the side, "By worshipping this Stone Sword, the people of this clan can borrow a trace of the Stone Sword's power through a special ancient curse. It's said that it can easily kill Great Dao powerhouses." As the strongest genius of this generation of the Green Hill Fox Clan of the Central Plains, she knew more about the cultivation world of the Central Plains and the Western cultivation world. She knew about the Arthur Clan of the West.
"Oh, I also know about this Arthur Clan. They have a long history. That Stone Sword is a Heavenly Treasure."
White Tiger said.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The sound of the sword was ear-piercing. In front of them, the dense sword lights were vast and mighty like rain. The vibrations caused the air to hiss.
"Divine Sword of Arthur, pierce the enemy!"
The dozens of people from the Arthur Clan said coldly. They raised their right hands and swung them down. The dense sword lights closed in on Lin Tian and the others.
For a moment, the void was about to be penetrated. The dense sword lights pierced through everything.
Lin Tian stood in place without moving. The golden light around his body surged and intertwined into a hurricane that swept forward.
The dense Arthur Sword lights that were closing in suddenly trembled. Then, they changed directions and slashed back at the dozens of people from the Arthur Clan.
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
Blood exploded. The dozens of people from the Arthur Clan were cut into a bloody mist on the spot.
The hundreds of people from the West were moved. However, they quickly became cold again.
"Undead of Hell, heed my command. Soul Lock!"
A withered old man stood out. No one knew how long he had lived. He seemed to have one foot in his coffin. His voice was as ear-piercing as glass rubbing against each other. His sunken eyes were intertwined with a chilling light.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist behind him surged. A dense group of Yin Soldiers stepped out of the black mist. They all held blood-red chains in their hands. They were like undead that had walked out of hell. They wanted to lock people's souls and drag them into the pitch-black purgatory.
"Master, they are from the Western Underworld!"
Tu Xianxian said.
"Hualala!"
The pitch-black chains shook. The withered old man was at the level of half-step Enlightenment. He could be ranked in the top ten among the hundreds of people from the Eastern Punitive Expedition. He was very powerful. At this moment, he waved his hand. The dense group of Yin Soldiers directly rushed toward Lin Tian and the others.
Lin Tian's expression was cold. He swung his hand and a ray of pure Yang Flame burned the dense group of Yin Soldiers. Then, he directly wrapped it around the withered old man from the Underworld.
"Ah!"
The old man screamed and struggled in fear. Unfortunately, it was useless. In the next moment, his body and soul were burned to ashes.
"Elder!"
There were dozens of disciples from the Underworld. When they saw the withered old man being burned to ashes by the golden flames, their expressions changed.
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