Floating Immortal Order

The scroll gradually turned into golden-red light spots and integrated into He Junyu's body. At the same time, a huge power of teleportation emerged, wrapping everyone in it. Within a few breaths, only He Junyu was left in the hall.

In the first level of the Datong Water Mansion, the thousands of people practicing cross-legged were also enveloped by the powerful power of teleportation in the Water Mansion. After a while, there was no one on the vast five hundred steps.

"Who has obtained the inheritance?" Outside the main hall, by the Zhushui River, many people who had not entered the second main hall before were looking around, obviously wanting to know who finally won the favor of Hanshui Yuanjun and won this The half-step inheritance of the power of the God Realm.

"A bunch of idiots," Zhao Changhe sneered, summoned several disciples of the Poyue Sword Sect, and took advantage of the chaos of the crowd to salute Yan Wuji and the others in mid-air. Regardless of whether they saw them or not, he went straight He drove away with his sword light.

Hong Zhao casually glanced at Zhao Changhe and others who were walking away, knowing that they were disciples of the Poyue Sword Sect, so he didn't pay much attention to them. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the thousands of people next to the main hall below with some amusement.

Among these people, there are many casual cultivators with extremely keen senses. Some have noticed that something is wrong in the atmosphere, and want to sneak away secretly in the Escape Light.

"Wuji." Hong Zhao's snake tail swung slightly, the demonic clouds under him rose high, and he turned his head to Yan Wuji and spoke softly.

"Yeah." Yan Wuji's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and five small flags appeared in front of him. As the demonic energy circulated, the five small flags rose up in the wind, whistling and falling around the thousands of people. In a moment, a huge demonic formation was formed. Between the endless demonic clouds rolling, countless demonic creatures appeared faintly in it. , there are even dozens of monsters that have transformed.

The people below had no time to react. When they came to their senses, they were already trapped in this huge demon formation. Their expressions changed drastically and they were extremely frightened.

Someone tried to bombard the dark blue light shield of the demon formation, but failed to shake it at all. Instead, it attracted several semi-transformed monsters in the demon cloud, roaring ferociously and approaching.

"When the remaining consciousness of Mr. Hanshui appeared earlier, some of you made false claims about the ancient Emperor Wa Sect. We didn't bother to verify them one by one, so we just condemned them all as capital crimes." Yan Wuji's expression became colder, slightly. As soon as the five formation flags were activated, countless monsters in the huge demon formation seemed to have received the order. With crazy roars, some of them rushed straight towards the lone cultivators and rushed towards them.

There are four other disciples from large sects in the formation, and their faces are extremely ugly at this moment. Zhang Lingruo from the Magic Sound Sect's mind was spinning.

Then he said to Yan Wuji and others in the sky outside the formation: "Senior Brother Yan, Zhang Lingruo of the Demonic Sound Sect has never made any unreasonable comments about the Wahuang Holy Sect. I hope that senior brother will be a subordinate sect of the Wahuang Holy Sect in the Moyin Sect. For the sake of a trace of incense and love, let’s open up the net.”

After thinking for a moment and nodding lightly, Yan Wuji did not continue to move the formation flag, but gently made a hole in the formation.

Zhang Lingruo looked slightly happy, and took several disciples from the Demonic Sound Sect to fly to the opening.

There were several people closer to the opening, among them was a Taoist cultivator named Yan Tao, who was extremely short and ugly.

At this moment, he saw a hole suddenly opened above his head. He rolled his eyes, picked up a magic fan and flew directly out of the demon formation. He glanced at Yan Wuji in mid-air. His face was indifferent and he didn't pay much attention to him. He quickly gritted his teeth and desperately urged the escape light to escape, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Several air sea realm casual cultivators around him also wanted to follow suit, but were torn into pieces by several half-transformed monsters that roared towards him.

Zhang Lingruo sacrificed the lotus magic weapon and formed a light shield, covering several disciples of the Demonic Sound Sect. They withstood the crazy attacks of several transformed monsters and flew out of the demon formation the moment the opening was closed.

"Huang Guzong is so vicious!"

"How many innocent people are there!"

"An unreasonable disaster, an unreasonable disaster!"

Countless casual cultivators yelled and cursed, struggling to resist the monsters that were attacking them frantically, with desperate expressions on their faces.

Disciples from several large sects such as Daji Temple also spoke out at this moment, hoping to be excluded like the disciples of Moyin Sect, but they did not get the slightest response from Yan Wuji.

"The Moyin Sect can be regarded as a subordinate sect of the Ancient Wa Emperor Sect, but these large sects are all subordinate sects of the Shangqing Holy Sect. They are just dozens of disciples. If they die, they will die." Yan Wuji said casually, Increasing the infusion of demonic energy, he used all his strength to activate the five formation flags, no longer caring about the howling, begging, and scolding of countless people within the demonic formation.

"Senior Brother Jian, Junior Brother Xu, this Ancient Wahuang Sect wants to bury us and others in the demon formation!" Two magical light shields appeared around Li Cangyun, firmly protecting his whole body. He found them in the chaos. Xu Disheng and Jian Liangbi spoke anxiously.

Jian Liangbi's face was also extremely solemn, and he said: "I have also heard of Yan Wuji's reputation. He is the genius of Emperor Wa's ancient sect. The blood of the demon clan is extremely rich, and his temperament is cold and ruthless. He is extremely cold-blooded. This time only Because when Hanshui Yuanjun's remaining consciousness emerged, several people insulted the demon clan of Emperor Wa's ancient sect, so they wanted to

Killing all of us indiscriminately without showing any mercy shows the cruelty of his character. "

"Where's Uncle Jing?" Li Cangyun barely resisted the attack of a transformed monster, his expression gradually showing despair, "Doesn't he care?"

Xu Disheng glanced at the countless roaring monsters around him and said, "I don't know. But even if we all die here, the sect will probably not stand up for us. It's just that I am not good at learning."

Several disciples of Emperor Wa's ancient sect in the formation had already flown into the air on demonic clouds as early as the formation was formed, standing behind Yan Wuji and Hong Zhao.

At this moment, one of the male disciples with a green snake tail hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said: "Senior Brother Yan, there are many disciples of the Shangqing Holy Sect among them, and there are also several people brought by the Holy Son of White Deer..."

"Huh?" Yan Wuji tilted his head slightly, and the indifference in the deepest part of his eyes was fully revealed, clearly visible.

The disciple didn't dare to look at him and lowered his head silently.

"Bai Lu has returned to the Shangqing Holy Sect a long time ago. So what if the disciples he brought with him are dead if they die here." Yan Wuji turned his head and said coldly to the disciple, "In the Shanshan realm, In China, and even in the entire Eastern Realm, there has always been this law. You have cultivated to the Dao Foundation Realm, haven’t you fully understood it yet?”

"Yes, Senior Brother Yan." The green snake tail disciple responded respectfully and said no more.

Hong Zhao was suspended at a very high altitude on the demon cloud, watching a faint purple star map flying rapidly in the distance.

"Hong Zhao, what do you mean?" After a while, Jing Xingchen stepped on the star map and stopped in front of Hong Zhao. Looking at the huge demon formation below that was littered with corpses, he frowned and spoke.

"Isn't it a capital crime for someone among them to insult our ancient sect, Emperor Wa?" Hong Zhao raised his eyebrows.

Jing Xingchen snorted coldly, and a long sword with bright starlight appeared in his hand. Without saying a word, he slashed out several brilliant sword lights towards the huge demon formation.

"What should you do if someone insults the Shangqing Holy Sect?" Hong Zhao did not stop him, but spoke softly.

The broken star sword paused for a moment, and Jing Xingchen said: "Of course I will kill them all. However, there are several disciples I brought with me, but they cannot die here."

The sword light became even more dazzling, and the extremely sharp purple starlight was dazzling, and it actually opened a gap in the tightly connected demon formation.

"Disciples of the Shangqing Holy Sect, come out here." A pungent smell of blood came from the gap. Jing Xingchen frowned and looked at the corpses scattered all over the place.