Heavy snow swirled in the air, and the earth was covered in silver.
The end of the year was approaching, and there were very few people on the road. Even if they passed by occasionally, they would rush away. No one was willing to stay in this world of ice and snow for even a moment longer.
At the foot of the Tianji sect, on the road in front of the mountain gate.
Walking alone on the main road, the heavy snowflakes that were about to fall around him moved slightly and deviated away, as if there was an invisible air shield around him.
Along the way, there was not a single snowflake on his body.
That person was wearing a headscarf, and his upper body was bare. The lines of his muscles were dark and distinct. In this world of ice and snow, even a master of the Void Piercing realm would not be able to withstand the cold. However, he was like this. It could be seen that his cultivation base was definitely not weak.
The strangest thing was that he was carrying a stone coffin on his back.
The stone coffin was dark green, as if it was covered with moss. There was nothing special about the coffin, except that this stone coffin weighed at least a thousand pounds, but there was not a trace of strangulation on its back. It was very strange.
He silently walked towards the mountain gate, his eyes filled with emptiness.
"What do you want?"
"If you want to be apprenticed, do it as early as possible. It's the end of the year, and Tianji sect doesn't accept disciples."
The mountain-guarding disciple reminded loudly. His tone did not have an air of superiority. On the contrary, it was a kind reminder. In their hearts, the young man in front of them had an extraordinary cultivation.
Furthermore, an inexplicable feeling of evil crept into his heart, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
"I'm looking for someone."
The Coffin Carrying Man raised his empty eyes slightly, lightly spitting out these words.
As soon as he finished speaking, the two disciples guarding the mountain felt a chill run down their spines, as if their hearts were frozen.
"Who … who are you looking for?" A disciple asked. Because it was too cold, his voice trembled. They were only outer disciples, and their strength had not even reached the spirit refining realm.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been reduced to guarding the mountain gate.
"My Young Master," the Coffin Carrying Man coldly said again, his voice as cold as hell.
"What's the name of your young master?" There was a hint of impatience in the disciple's voice as he complained in his heart. He was cold to begin with, and now that he was talking to him, he felt even colder. He just wanted to come up with a random excuse to get rid of him.
"Qin Tian." The Coffin Carrying Man said indifferently, but when he said the two words "Qin Tian", a sharp light flashed in his eyes, carrying a sense of longing.
"There's no such person. Let's go."
The disciple immediately replied without hesitation.
The youth carrying the coffin was Meng Lei.
In the past, he was the 250-pound fatty who was simple and honest. However, he no longer had that kind of simple and honest look on his face. Instead, he was calm and reserved, with a trace of coldness.
He was knocked off the cliff by Qin Xiangtian and refined in the blood pool for thirteen years. In the end, he absorbed all the blood in the blood pool, broke through the ancient formation and climbed up the mountain.
When he returned to this world, he found that everything had changed.
The Qin clan became the number one clan in Qinghe city. The grand elder Qin Xiangtian died, the patriarch Qin Zhantian also died, and Qin Tian went to Tianji sect.
For this reason, he found the Tianji sect.
In these ten years, Qin Tian was the only person he cared about, because Qin Tian was his young master.
The guard disciple's words "there is no such person" made him feel cold from head to toe. He looked up at the falling university and asked softly, "Young Master, where are you?"
He turned around, shrugged his shoulders, and lowered his head. Like an old man, he walked away step by step …
"Qin Tian, Qin Tian, I remember now. Wasn't he the disciple that was beaten into the demon sealing formation by the three great elders ten years ago?"
"It's true. At that time, it was a sensation that shocked the entire immortal sect world."
"Yes, from that moment on, Tianji sect began to have bad luck. Their power fell by a thousand feet, and they couldn't even keep their position in the top ten immortal sects. Now, they were reduced to a second-rate immortal sect, ai …"
While they were talking, Meng Lei, who had already walked far away, suddenly stopped and slowly turned around. His eyes sank, and his body moved slightly. In an instant, he appeared in front of the mountain gate. He directly grabbed the neck of one of the disciples and lifted him into the air, "What happened to my young master?"
"Let … let go, let go of me, this is Tianji sect." His face was pale, and his voice became urgent.
The other disciple immediately took out his sword and attacked.
Meng Lei glared angrily, and his aura instantly attacked.
"Qiang!"
The sword in the disciple's hand broke into two. The disciple was even more dumbfounded. He kept retreating and ran towards the top of the mountain.
The disciple who was lifted into the air waved his limbs and grabbed the headscarf on Qin Tian's head. His eyes were suddenly filled with fear, "Demon … Demon … Demon!"
The headscarf fell, revealing a bewitching blood-red bald head. On the bald head, there was a bright red blood lotus, dripping with blood, as if it was made of blood.
"Speak, what happened to my young master?"
Meng Lei shouted angrily. His eyes were like two sharp swords, incomparably sharp.
"He … he … he was sent into the Demon Sealing Array by the three great elders, forever … forever … forever."
"Can't get out forever?"
Meng Lei repeated coldly, and then let go. The disciple powerlessly fell down. After a long time, he woke up and turned his head to look, but Meng Lei had already disappeared on the road up the mountain.
There was no one on the road, not even the disciples of the sect.
Ever since Wu Xin summoned the Demon Sealing Array, the entire Tianyuan Continent was in turmoil.
The Demon Sealing Array sealed the head of the ten great demon kings, the Emperor of the Netherworld and tens of thousands of demons. As long as the seal of the Nine Dragons Heaven-suppressing Diagram was broken, they would definitely be saved. At that time, the demon race would counterattack the immortal sects and unify the world would be easy.
In the past ten years, Tianji sect's talents had withered, and its power was divided.
From the original peak, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples, but now there were only tens of thousands of disciples. Its strength was not even comparable to a second-rate immortal sect. If not for the sect master Long Xiaotian and the three great elders, Tianji sect might even be destroyed.
"Who dares to break into my sect?"
"Do you think there is no one in my Tianji sect?"
A loud shout traveled down from midair, forming a powerful pressure that instantly pressed down on the sprinting Meng Lei.
"Scram!"
Meng Lei's eyes darkened, and he roared at the sky.
Not only that, the Rebirth realm outer sect elder spat out a mouthful of blood, his body twitching non-stop. A few seconds later, his eyes widened, and he died!
Instant kill!
With a shout, he killed the Rebirth realm outer sect elder in an instant.
Extremely overbearing.
The death of the outer sect elder immediately alarmed the other elders. Dozens of outer sect elders did not make the first move, but quickly flew in the direction of the inner sect.
With every step Meng Lei took, the entire Tianji sect was trembling.
"Weng!!!"
With a loud sound, the inner sect mountain protection formation was activated.
Flowing light flashed, and an incomparably dense power surged out.
The mountain protection formation had an incomparably powerful power, even an ordinary expert at the Great Perfection realm could do nothing about it.
Now that Tianji sect was afraid, when they encountered an enemy attack, they would activate the mountain protection formation to reduce unnecessary casualties. If it was in the past, it would definitely be ten thousand people rushing out, and ten thousand swords attacking.
Meng Lei stopped in front of the nurse formation, and with a movement of his shoulders, the sarcophagus on his back fell. "Rumble", the stone under the sarcophagus that weighed a thousand pounds shattered into powder.
"Keke …"
Meng Lei's body swayed gently, and the bones in his whole body exploded. With a slight force, his whole body turned red, and the blood lotus on his head became even more enchanting.
"Hah!!!"
Meng Lei roared, and his arms suddenly doubled in size. His veins bulged, and his fists moved, roaring out.
"Hu …"
"Booming!!!"
A punch blasted out, and the mountain protection formation was shaking. The fist wind had not yet fallen, and another punch burst out, followed by a muffled thunder.
"Boom, boom, boom …"
A punch was heavier than a punch, and every punch was a pure force bombardment, containing the power of millions of Jin, and all the punches were hit at one point.
"Hey …"
"The mountain protection formation is going to crack!"
"The demons are going to attack."
The inner disciple screamed in panic.
"Boom!"
"Kuang dang."
The powerful mountain protection formation was broken by Meng Lei's fists.
Gently carrying the sarcophagus, stepping into the inner door, bowing his head and moving forward, as if breaking the mountain protection formation was not him at all, and his mouth silently muttered a sentence.
"Young master, I will definitely save you, I will definitely kill all those who bully you …"
"Too much, do you really think that there is no one in my Tianji sect?"
Nangong Lie screamed and rushed out of the Tianyang Palace. His whole body was burning like a raging fire, and the breath released was extremely strong.
Nangong Lie, the first rank of the universe.
In the past ten years, he has obtained countless Gengjin gas, and finally broke through the realm of the universe half a year ago. He is the strongest among the eight palaces.
A step of ten miles, and in an instant, the powerful force between heaven and earth continued to pour into his body.
Seeing the bald Meng Lei, his eyes were stunned, and his killing move was made.
The flames on his body rose up, and he cultivated the divine fire technique. A set of fire fists had reached the point of perfection.
Meng Lei raised his head slightly and looked sideways. He stopped for a moment and saw Nangong Lie rushing up. His face did not change, and he still bowed his head and moved forward.
However, his pace was a little different from before.
Under the feet of the phantom, the speed was not slow, as if taking a step has taken thousands of steps.
"Die!" Nangong Lie screamed.
Meng Lei sneered and lifted his right leg slightly.
"Boom, boom, boom …"
"Boom!"
Nangong Lie vomited blood and flew out, slamming into a stone wall. The stone wall quickly cracked, and finally, with a "hua" sound, it completely fell.
Kill!
Die.
Coming to the inner court square, the surroundings are not full of inner court disciples, but no one dares to act rashly. Even the realm of Nangong Lie is dead, they will not be opponents.
Meng Lei stopped, looked up at the sky in mid-air, and shouted, "Get out!"
"Boom!"
The sound was like a huge muffled thunder, and the whole sky seemed to explode.
"Courting death!"
Long Xiaotian screamed, and his anger soared to the sky. In the past ten years, he has suppressed too much anger as a lord. Since Qin Tian said that he colluded with the demons to deal with the former lord, he has been under tremendous pressure from the whole sect.
How can he not be angry when there is a demon killing the door?
Seeing a blood-colored demon lotus on Meng Lei's bald head, his heart was shocked, and he screamed angrily. The incomparably powerful pressure descended from the sky and slammed down.
The bluestone slates on the square were constantly cracking, and Meng Lei's forehead was also covered with fine cold sweat. His eyes were slightly raised, and his hands were suddenly printed. The bloody light on his body shone brightly, and a trace of dark red breath flashed under his feet, like a thin thread spreading rapidly.
In the end, within a radius of one foot, the blood was extremely red.
After the formation, the blood tumbled out, and Meng Lei screamed, "Blood Lotus Domain..."
With a loud shout, the blood in a radius of one foot instantly formed the shape of a lotus, and the dark red power soared into the sky.
"Boom!!!"
Long Xiaotian's great pressure disintegrated instantly, and the heart was shocked and extremely uncomfortable.
"Boom..."
A bolt of lightning cut through the sky, and the silver-gray sky suddenly exploded.
Immediately afterward, the wind blew up, and the deep cloud vortex rolled over the sky of the Qianji Zong, and the terrifying power penetrated from inside.
"Nine days of Xuan Lei."
"Heaven's retribution, someone is crossing the retribution..."
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