White mist curled up, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and countless mountains pierced the sea of ​​clouds, pointing straight into the sky like divine swords.

The spiritual energy here is so rich that it turns into a white mist visible to the naked eye, but sword energy is everywhere, and invisible edges are hidden in the air. If you stay here for a long time, you will feel pain all over your body, as if you were scratched by a sword.

Just hurt.

There are many elixirs that are rare to see in the world, including thousand-year-old blood ginseng, purple mushrooms the size of cattail fans, and red fruits that are as red as fire. They are all elixirs that are rare to find in the world, but there are many here.

In the sky, there are cranes roaring, and in the mountains, there are spiritual beasts running.

Tens of thousands of mountains gather together dragons, and ten thousand swords come to the sect. This mountain range stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles is the boundary of Shushan Mountain.

All cultivation sects in the world are in independent small spaces, which are not visible to ordinary people at all.

But these small spaces need to continuously absorb the spiritual energy of the human world in order to maintain their paradise.

Deep in this mountain range, there is a complex of buildings covering an area of ​​thousands of miles. There are countless figures inside, exuding a sharp edge.

Those are all disciples of Shushan.

As the largest sect in the world second only to Kunlun, the scale of Shushan is extremely huge.

The highest mountain here is right behind the building complex, called Mangcang Mountain. It is a high mountain that reaches the sky, piercing the sea of ​​clouds, and seems to touch the stars.

The entire mountain is like a divine sword that splits the heaven and earth, exuding endless edge.

But on the top of the Mangcang Mountain, it is flat. It is not naturally formed, but seems to have been flattened with a sword.

There is a thatched cottage on the top of the mountain. Under the reed shed, a young Taoist is sitting cross-legged. His heart is like an ancient well and his body is like a rock. Although he is motionless, the aura of the entire mountaintop is rising and falling with his breathing.

The next moment, the young Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst with light, sweeping across the world like a fairy sword, causing great commotion among the disciples at the foot of the mountain.

"Elder Qingxu died, and girl Qinghan disappeared, is it because of..."

"Strigoi!"

The young Taoist gritted his teeth, the light in his eyes was cold and manic, the breath between heaven and earth instantly became sharp, and the void was split.

Then he suddenly stood up and pointed across the void. A sword light passed by, the space was cut open, and a space crack of about a thousand feet appeared between the sky and the earth.

He jumped up, turned into a sword light, and fell directly into the space crack.

"Elder Punishment listens to the order and summons all disciples, elders and above the Nascent Soul stage to worship and protect the law, and follow me to Jiangcheng!"

"The remaining elders have begun to form a mountain defense formation. Anyone who breaks into the mountain gate without permission will be shot to death!"

The figure of the young Taoist disappeared into the cracks in space in an instant, leaving only the cold and majestic voice echoing between heaven and earth.

On this day, the Chinese cultivation world was shocked.

All the elites from Shushan came out, led by the leader of Shushan himself, and entered the mortal world in a mighty and murderous manner.

…

"What is that guy Tianxuan doing? He brought all the elites from Shushan to the human world? Is he still so angry?"

At this time, in a holy land of the Immortal Family, there was an Immortal Palace, with the three characters Yuxu Palace written on it.

In the palace, a Taoist dressed in white sat alone, holding a jade slip in his hand. He was looking at it in trance, but he received a message from the elder of the sect. For a moment, he was stunned.

"His father's grave was dug up?"

The white-robed Taoist shook his head.

"Isn't it just that an elder died? Why are you so panicked? Look at me!"

As he spoke, the white-robed Taoist took out a broken jade token from his arms, which belonged to his senior brother, Elder Qianyuan.

A broken life card means that the person is dead, and his

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His senior brother died, but he was not sad at all.

"Senior brother, senior brother, you kidnapped my precious disciple, do you really think that I don't know anything about it?"

"You want to take my disciple's natural fairy bone, you! It's still too tender!"

The Taoist in white got up and walked out of the palace.

But as he left the palace, his figure gradually faded, like ink diluted by water, until he completely disappeared.

"The vampires are invading, so I, the headmaster of Kunlun, should go and take a look. By the way, I should take a look at how Junior Brother Qian Ming has been doing in these years!"

There was no one left in the hall, only a sigh was left, which did not dissipate for a long time.

…

This is a dark world, with black mist lingering everywhere. The soil, rocks, and plants are all black, exuding a dark atmosphere.

There was silence between heaven and earth, like a huge tomb, which made people feel inexplicably afraid.

This is the dark realm of the Vampires and their ancestral land. Only Vampires above the Duke are eligible to enter.

Countless dark auras rose from the earth to the sky, turned into countless rivers in the sky, and finally converged into a sea of ​​darkness in the center of the sky.

At this time, on the periphery of the dark sea, countless black shadows were suspended around the dark sea, silently absorbing the dark atmosphere gathering from all directions, leaving only the purest black mist. Into that sea of ​​darkness.

The faces of those black figures are the same as those of humans, but they have identical blood-colored pupils, and countless golden lines extend on the pure silver wings behind them, like some kind of totem.

Pure silver wings with golden lines are the ducal symbol of the vampires. When their wings completely turn into light gold, it means they have evolved and become a prince-level vampire.

The Blood Duke, according to the eastern realm, is almost the cultivation level from the early to the middle stage of the incarnation. He is so powerful that even if his body is destroyed, his spirit will not die and he can be reborn.

At this time, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of vampire dukes are quietly suspended on the edge of the dark sea, guarding this place like guards.

In the deepest part of the dark sea, there is an ancient castle, about a thousand feet high, suspended above the dark sea.

Deep in the palace of the old castle, there are three dark thrones. They are tall and majestic. Although they are made of unknown materials, they exude an evil aura.

Behind the three thrones, in a higher place, there is an old ancient coffin parked.

At this time, the huge castle seemed a bit crowded. Countless black figures were kneeling respectfully in the hall, and three tall figures were sitting on the three thrones. None of the thrones were vacant. .

The three figures were shrouded in darkness, and their true appearance could not be seen, but there were purple-gold bat wings spread out from behind, and there were ferocious bone spurs protruding from the wings, exuding a cold light that seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

And when the purple-gold bat wings were slowly inciting, some destructive fluctuations were permeating the air, so that the space was constantly trembling.

"The breath of darkness..."

"It seems that the adult has woken up...it's true!"

"Someone opened the seal... the aura of that adult came out... was this an accident... or a trap..."

"No need to worry...that person is no longer there...there is no longer the existence of the master of the plane...the monks in the East...they are too weak..."

"Kill them...use the blood of those ants...to welcome the return of that adult..."

The beings on the throne did not speak, but their thoughts were intertwined, and they communicated with their spiritual thoughts.

Although the aura of dark creatures has not completely spread, as derivatives of darkness, they are too familiar with that aura, and they feel it immediately

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arrive.

Although they were worried that this might be a trap and that someone was deliberately luring them there, the true immortals from back then were no longer there, and the Eastern monks were no match for them.

Therefore, they are not afraid, not only in quantity, but even in quality they have an absolute advantage!

"The seal of tens of millions of years... has damaged that adult's origin... He needs to be replenished..."

"Let me go on a journey... and lead the people... to meet that great man..."

On the throne, a figure stood up, his eyes shot out from the black mist around him, and he glanced around.

In an instant, the origin of this dark world was agitated, the laws between heaven and earth trembled, and billions of black mist turned into tornadoes that penetrated the sky and the earth, sweeping across the world.

"Everyone, follow me to welcome the return of my god!"

He spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, revealing endless coldness.

As he spoke, the many figures kneeling on the ground raised their heads one after another, with pairs of red-gold eyes revealing indescribable restlessness and madness.

Will God, their faith, be resurrected and return?

At this time, the ancient coffin on the high platform behind the throne suddenly shook slightly, and then an invisible energy traveled through the dark sea and landed on the dark earth.

In an instant, the earth was torn apart, and billowing black mist spewed out from the ground. The black mist in the center of the earth actually contained the laws of immortality that exceeded the limits of the human world.

Although it is rare, it does exist.

Then a stream of black light rushed out from the center of the earth, passed straight through the sea of ​​darkness, and came to the main hall.

The dark figure on the throne was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the ancient coffin and bowed.

"Does the ancestor have any instructions?"

The existence in the ancient coffin, the ancestor of the Vampire Clan, is the first Vampire Clan to accept the origin of darkness, and is a true dark creature.

But as time went by, he grew old and could only live in a coffin, relying on countless treasures of heaven and earth to lock his lifespan and survive.

However, he has not moved for hundreds of thousands of years, and all the vampires think he is dead.

Who knew today...
To be continued...