Chen Xinghe instantly learned about the place where this local Mahayana monk was.

Then, the soul immediately retreated. He didn't dare to fight with the soul, as that would be a loss.

"Boy, what are you going to do?"

"Senior, I didn't expect your dojo to be so close."

"Damn it, your cultivation level cannot hurt me."

Chen Xinghe had already broken through the air, leaving behind balls of lotus energy, which was extremely fast.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the figure penetrated into the mountains like a flying sword.

"Bang..." The earth and rocks splashed, and Chen Xinghe pulled out his legs and looked around.

This is a white plum forest, which is the season when the white plum blossoms bloom, with warm fragrance everywhere and quiet breath.

"Heavy?"

“Very heavy.”

Chen Xinghe found that his legs were sinking to the ground again, and this white plum forest was strange!

However, he has been tempered under heavy pressure for seven years and has been initially integrated with the Blood-colored Rose, so he is not afraid of any heavy pressure.

"Don't you want this white plum forest?" The sentence spread thousands of miles away. Where can there be any white plum forest after that?

It is gone, disappears, and even Mahayana monks are confused by these methods.

There are even more powerful ones. Ten mountain giants just stood up on the opposite side. A wisp of poisonous gas passed by, and the huge body immediately disappeared.

"Swoosh swish swish..." The poisonous gas rotated rapidly, and everything was destroyed wherever it went.

Hunyuan grabbed the heavy hand with force, and all the heavy pressure disappeared.

A mountain appears before my eyes.

This is a sect surrounded by dozens of Feilai Peaks, and a large number of palaces are spread over the mountain tops, magnificent and dazzling.

"The luxury atmosphere is very strong. Is this your old temple?"

Chen Xinghe asked a question while moving across the sky. When he landed in the main hall on the top of the mountain, he suddenly felt that the murderous intent was coming.

Twenty-two talismans burned, and the formation was venting the power accumulated for thousands of years. In the flash, it was like a sword, gun, axe, and axe.

However, Chen Xinghe only flashed slightly, and all murderous intent seemed to exist. He slid over him, making the eyes of the disciples of the sect protruding. No matter what, he couldn't believe that it would be the result.

You should know that every generation of monks will send magic power to the formation over the years. It can be said that every progress in the formation condenses everyone's efforts.

Anything that persists for thousands of years will almost always develop obsession. Cultivators of all generations want to see what the situation will be when the great formation is exerting their power.

Today, the ancestor informed everyone that they would open the world-class formation. The young people in the sect didn’t feel anything. Instead, the old people were ready to go and felt extremely excited.

Many elders only felt that they were lucky and could see the formation burst out with supreme divine power in their lifetime.

I have to say that such a formation is indeed powerful, even Chen Xinghe dared not win over his sharpness.

However, after the huge hope, there was great disappointment. Chen Xinghe moved in place and made his body flash. He was standing there, but no attack had time to hit him. This was the speed.

No matter how powerful you are and how prepared you are, I will stand proudly.

When the formation was vented, Chen Xinghe drew his sword and swept across.

"Om..." The mountain peak was broken and the hall was broken.

Even if this sect is very good in this world, the three-month Moth Sect is no match for it, but Chen Xinghe is now extraordinary.

As he waved his hand, thousands of sword shadows shot towards the surroundings. No one in the huge sect escaped, and they all wailed and fell to the ground.

"Old Ancestor!" The disciples exclaimed, hoping that the ancestor Gao Gaozhao would come out of seclusion and take charge.

However, if they were to disappoint them, the ancestor had died once and had not recovered completely. Seeing Chen Xinghe so powerful, he suppressed his anger and stopped moving.

Chen Xinghe glanced at me and said, "I know you have many backhands, but those backhands are useless to me. You said you let me fight with the Black Panther Snipe and the clam, and then you will be a fisherman to benefit from it! What about now? Do you still feel this way? The Black Panther has suppressed me for seven years, and he has set a trap set by the Earth Magnetic Eyes, which is much better than you here! By the way, maybe I want to thank you. If you hadn't removed the Black Panther in time, under his control, that Earth Magnetic Eye would not have been so rigid for me to temper my body and integrate the treasure."

The words are burning, and the mind is burning.

"Hmph, you are not Mahayana yet." The words echoed around the mountain.

Chen Xinghe nodded and said, "It's true that I haven't entered the Mahayana realm yet, but as long as I think, I can pass the tribulation now. The temple has been arranged long ago, thousands of times stronger than you. The Qingtian Sect, the leader of the five major sects of Chihuangtian, is not comparable to that of your wild orphans."

"Hmph, you're just a junior..." The voice rumbling, with resentment, but a sword shadow slashed down, causing the voice to abruptly.

Chen Xinghe Hongyin said: "Your ancestors fight with me has nothing to do with you disciples, so I just cut out a sword to cut off your inheritance! Today I will open the preaching here. If you are destined to listen to it, see if you can accept the Taoist throne of my Qingtian Sect."

As he said that, Chen Xinghe sat cross-legged, and the mysterious sound of the great way emerged from his mouth. He could pick up all kinds of wonderful methods and secret techniques at will, and various opportunities were hidden in it.

At first, many monks resisted, but there were always people who were unique and felt their blood boiling after listening for a moment.

For these monks, it seemed like a broad road appeared in front of them. Everyone stood in the vigor of rushing, and their minds were subjected to torture and became stronger quickly.

The Qingtian Sect’s martial arts have this characteristic, and it requires hard work to temper the mind. The Nine Tribulations of Huangquan Art is so difficult to practice because the requirements for the mind are very high.

Chen Xinghe preached the story for three years, and there was no interruption during this period.

Anyone can come and listen. Even those casual cultivators outside the door can gain something as long as they have a heart towards the Tao and sit in the surrounding mountains to listen.

In the fourth year, the theory began to be practiced, and all kinds of mysterious wells burst out. At the same time, an imperial decree was conveyed, and the Qingtian Sect of the Great World of the Moon was established.

"Ah!" On the day the imperial decree was conveyed, screams sounded between the mountains and rivers.

The local Mahayana monk, who was thundering on the top of the five thunder, fell to his cultivation very quickly, and said resentfully: "You Qingtian Sect, you are too bullying. The arrogant younger man really thinks I don't follow me? Those who betray me in three hundred years will die, die, die..."

The words echoed between the sky and the earth, and Chen Xinghe sneered: "Why do you need three hundred years later? You are afraid you have forgotten that passage."

"Channel?" The other party was shocked.

"Slay!" The word "Slay" shook the sky and the earth. The Mahayana method spread thousands of miles, and hundreds of clouds appeared in the sky. The deep pools in the mountains were full of blood lotus.

"No, how could you..." The speech was extremely panicked.

The shock lasted for three days and three nights. Finally, an old man with a cold face walked out and sat cross-legged beside Chen Xinghe. He was the ancestor of the sect here.

Chen Xinghe felt relieved and said, "From today on, all the sects in this world will be incorporated into the command of my Qingtian Sect, and then they will open mountains and split stones to gather treasures of heaven and earth, build a ferry in the yellow spring, and lead you to the trial! My path is only displayed to you. You must work tirelessly to search up and down to find your own path! There can only be three Mahayana in this world, and two places are here, and those who can do it can take it as much as possible."
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