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Chapter 067

Over the East China Sea, due to the formation, a depressing haze filled the sky.

Those ordinary people who don’t know the situation and monks who have nothing to do are still living a normal life.

They may not know that they are only one step away from the abyss.

As for the Xuanmen and the people on the edge of the East China Sea, they had already divided into five groups and rushed towards the location of the small fishing village.

But what they didn't know was.

A tall man with a long black sword appeared at the stronghold of the Xuanmen in the Endless Sea.

The man's face is not pretty, and it can even be considered a bit ferocious.

He moved forward step by step, with a rich evil spirit permeating his body. He raised his head and looked at the hall that covers a vast area, abundant spiritual energy and is beautiful.

A strange smile appeared, just as he stepped on the second ladder.

However, a disciple from Xuanmen appeared and scolded, "Who are you? Do you have a token? If there is no token, the idle people will not be able to approach Xuanmen's important place!"

Xuanmen.

This is definitely a name that can make everyone retreat. They are a sharp blade in the hands of the emperor.

If you don’t take action, you will definitely cause a bloody storm. There are countless monks who have died in the hands of Xuanmen over the years.

The golden elixir, the Nascent Soul, the Concentrating Spirit, and even the Venerable Breaking Mirror... In the eyes of the world, there seems to be nothing that Xuanmen cannot do.

No one would think that some monks dare to come to Xuanmen to cause trouble, even if this is just a stronghold of Xuanmen.

But as long as the word Xuanmen is hung, even if there is no one inside, no one will dare to step on it.

"Get closer, killing without mercy!" The disciple of Xuanmen pulled out the spiritual sword in his hand, and a murderous intent was already in his heart.

All the monks who came to the Xuanmen stronghold to do business stopped and looked at the towering and ferocious man.

But most of them are watching the show, and they don’t think anyone dares to ignore the power of Xuanmen!

Everyone was smiling and their eyes were calm, just waiting for the Xuanmen disciple to drive this vicious man out or... kill him!

But facing the scolding of the Xuanmen disciples, Liu Kuangdao just raised his head slightly and showed a hideous smile.

He raised the thick, wide and long black sword and slashed it suddenly at a speed that no one expected.

Just a click sound.

The Xuanmen disciple who was previously arrogant suddenly turned into a headless corpse.

As the corpse and head fell to the ground, blood dyed the stairs in front of the door red.

Everyone was frozen in place, feeling a surging waves in their hearts.

Someone actually dared to slash a disciple of the Xuanmen with one sword under the stairs of the Xuanmen stronghold, even if this disciple of the Xuanmen is only at the early stage of the Golden Pill.

But here... is the Xuanmen.

The Xuanmen sign hanging outside is also hanging, which is the Emperor's Facade, the sharpest blade in the Emperor's Hand.

Anyone who makes trouble in Xuanmen will inevitably end up in extremely miserable.

This is almost everyone's consensus.

But after this vicious man killed this disciple of Xuanmen, he had no intention of staying at all, and walked step by step into the hall of the Xuanmen stronghold.

"Any cultivator who has nothing to do with Xuanmen will be limited to you to leave within three breaths. After three breaths, you will be killed in all directions!"

One person, one knife.

Just stood in front of the gate of the stronghold, allowing many monks to rush out from inside.

Liu Kuangdao was not afraid and even showed a little madness.

...

…………

East China Sea, south.

Eight thousand miles away, a vassal force of the Xuanmen called the Hu family.

Before the gate, countless phantoms appeared at some point.

The phantoms were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, surrounding a young man and constantly shaking, each with a sequinous demonic spirit!

"Who is in front of my Hu family?"

The monk had already rushed out of the courtyard, but the young man still had no movement at all, just standing there with a scarlet blade.

After the entire Hu family gathered together, the young man slowly spoke: "You... are under the command of Xuanmen, right?"

"So what? So what? I advise you to leave as soon as possible, otherwise once we take action, you won't be able to leave as long as you want!"

A group of people slowly surrounded Li Qianqiu, if they hadn't seen the demonic shadows behind Li Qianqiu.

They had been unable to figure out Li Qianqiu's strength, so they had already taken action.

According to normal people's ideas, they saw that the Hu family used such a terrifying lineup.

I'm afraid I've turned my head and left long ago. After all, this young man looks young and feels less than fifty years old.

In other words, this young man has practiced for at most fifty years. How far can he practice in fifty years?

As for the person with the best qualifications in the Nanxian Kingdom, it is just the early stage of concentrating the mind.

Here, there are more than ten cultivators who concentrate their minds? In this lineup, you are a young cultivator who has been practicing for less than fifty years. How can you compete?

But what everyone didn't expect was that after hearing these people's words, Li Qianqiu began to raise his head and laugh.

Smiling crazy, laughing crazy.

Moreover, the laughter became louder and more strange. For some reason, the people here felt a little nervous inexplicably.

It was like being targeted by an ancient evil beast.

...

…………

An hour later, the edge of the East China Sea.

However, the ancestor of Xuanmen received a piece of information.

"The Xuanmen is in the endless sea and lost contact!"

All the strongholds of Xuanmen will issue notifications to Xuanmen every hour, and will notify the inside of Xuanmen as soon as possible if they encounter danger.

But now an hour has passed, and the strongholds of the Endless Sea have not sent any notifications.

Even the people from Xuanmen Dark Pavilion notified the Endless Sea Stronghold, no one responded, and there was a silence like death.

This information was just sent, and in less than a cup of tea, another information was quickly sent to him by someone using a talisman.

Eight thousand miles south of the East China Sea, the Hu family came to ask for help!

But this is just the beginning, and the ancestor of Xuanmen did not take these two things too seriously.

Until... the continuous information kept flying like spring bamboo after the rain.

"The endless sea is facing west, and the Dragon Ya stronghold is missing!"

"The vassal forces of the Xuanmen Sect, the entire Tiger Sect was destroyed!"

"Xianshanzhou Intelligence Network... was uprooted!"

Emergency notifications flew faster and faster.

Every time, the ancestor's heart trembled.

"Endless Sea, Xianshanzhou...west?"

If someone goes west from the Endless Sea, he will pull all his strongholds out of the ground...

Then what is his goal...?

The ancestor of Xuanmen frowned and couldn't figure it out.

He was holding a jade bottle in his hand, and he was spinning between his fingers from time to time, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of one.

Just as he remembered, he suddenly remembered something and then widened his eyes.

"That man's goal...is the foundation of our Xuanmen! It is their Xuanmen headquarters..."

Now their masters of the Xuanmen have come out in full swing and descend into the East China Sea. If their nest is uprooted.
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