My Sect is So Upbeat

The situation was raging, and she kept running in the direction of the Tianji Pavilion at an extremely fast speed. It took Meng Zixuan half an hour, but she only needed a stick of incense.

The great coercion set off by the cold aura caused extreme fear in the sect forces along the road. Originally, many strong people were ready to go to find out, but at this moment, they all stopped.

"Where does that exist? It's just the suppression of the breath, so I can't wait to raise the power to resist!"

"Could it be... Martial King Stage?"

On the ground, a number of strong men stopped and stood, staring at Leng Wushuang and walking in the air.

In this world, practitioners are divided into extremely strict levels, and everyone needs to start practicing from the most basic stage.

They are the Body Refinement Realm, the Bone Transformation Realm, the Netherworld Realm, the Grand Master Realm, the Innate Realm, the Nirvana Realm, the Martial King Realm, the Ancient Realm, and the Palm Realm.

After surpassing the palm realm, it will be an extremely mysterious imperial realm, that level is almost untouched, and it is quite rare in the world to dare to be called an emperor.

But in the ancient books, it seems that there is a stronger existence behind the imperial realm.

As the sect forces in this local world, there are also many famous super sects, similar to the Meng family of the ancient relics, and the same strong people come out.

Characters in the King's Realm are rare after all.

Right now, this mysterious woman in a black shirt has an unusually oppressive aura, and faintly exudes the demeanor of a king. It is very likely that she is a strong king of martial arts!

People of this level, who appear here, are also attracted by the vision of heaven and earth. No matter what opportunities lie ahead, they can't get their hands on them.

Soon, the time was fleeting, and the spirits of all things that had moved towards the Tianji Pavilion had gathered together into one body.

The direction of the top of the sky and the sky is visible to the naked eye, revealing a bronze mirror.

As if the divine light shines, wherever the sun and the moon pass, there is nothing to hide!

"It seems to be a top-quality treasure. The scale is no less than the ten ancestors of the Emperor's Palace. If I can get it, it will shorten my rebuilding time." Leng Wushuang's eyes flashed, and he stepped into the Tianji Pavilion. scope of the field.

With just one glance, she noticed the difference here, that kind of abnormal spiritual power is not something that ordinary sects can possess.

"Tianji Pavilion? It's a big tone." Leng Wushuang saw the majestic plaque at the mountain gate.

Judging from this scene, it seems that it is this Tianji Pavilion that caused the vision of heaven and earth and gave birth to that peerless treasure.

She paused for a moment, then no longer hesitated, and suddenly waved her sleeves, directly rolling up the terrifying power of the Martial King Stage, causing waves to blast towards the ancient mirror.

In an instant, the thunder was reckless, and the huge vibration caused the space to tremble, but the strange thing was that the ancient mirror was not affected at all.

And the entire Tianji Pavilion was handled with the same equanimity, and not even a piece of gravel was disintegrated.

"This..." A look of surprise appeared in Leng Wushuang's eyes. He was in the sky above the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

She narrowed her eyes, and then suddenly a feeling of hair standing up appeared, as if she had encountered the gaze of a terrifying unknown person.

Afterwards, the clouds shrouded and the rays of light dispersed, and a figure appeared at the end of the line of sight. He stood cross-legged on the top of the treasure pavilion, with a young face and a calm expression.

"Come here? Sit down." Ning Yuan gently flicked his sleeves, and beside Leng Wushuang, an emerald bench appeared.

Leng Wushuang stared at Ning Yuan, although there was no change in his expression, but his heart was already uneasy, and he was playing a drum.

The meaning of this man's words was as if he knew himself and knew that he would come.

In addition, the name of this place is Tianji Pavilion, and there is a mysterious and lofty aura in the sky and the ground, vaguely, as if it is indeed the case.

"You know me?" Leng Wushuang stared at Ning Yuan closely, Rao is a character of her level, not only can't see through Ning Yuan at all,

He also sensed great coercion from Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan said indifferently: "Hundreds of years ago, you awakened your seven orifices and your exquisite heart, which was enough to step into the imperial realm, but the master of the Palace of Human Emperor gathered the power of his eighteen princes and smashed into the abyss with one palm. The heart is taken away, and the success is in vain."

"Afterwards, in order to avoid the pursuit, you fled here, and you sleep for three hundred years, and your strength is only the Martial King level. Now you want to use this treasure to rebuild the peak and kill the emperor's palace."

"Is this right, the solitary witch... Leng Wushuang?"

The plain words spread slowly, and every word fell into Leng Wushuang's ears, causing her pretty face to change dramatically. When her pupils contracted sharply, her mind exploded.

She looked at Ning Yuan in disbelief, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and the power of the Martial King Realm within her body seemed to be unstable and about to collapse.

"You... who are you! Why did you know all this!"

Leng Wushuang was subverted by his concept, and he only felt that he was facing an extraterrestrial existence, which made people shudder.

Not only did Ning Yuan see through all the origins, but even his buried title of the past was known!

You must know that you have been asleep for three hundred years, and no one in this area knows about it, not even the Palace of the Emperor can find any trace of yourself, but in the eyes of the headmaster of Tianji Pavilion, from the origin to the end, it is directly seen at a glance. .

If she doesn't understand her current situation, she is really stupid.

At this moment, Ning Yuan shook his head gently. Although the origin of Leng Wushuang was bloody, it was the world of cultivation. It was an indisputable fact that it happened almost often.

He replied: "Can't you see the plaque at the mountain gate, this place is the Tianji Pavilion."

"This seat is the headmaster of the Tianji Pavilion. He uses the eyes of heaven to see the world, spy on the secrets of the sky, steal the sky and change the sun. He knows everything and knows everything."

The words fell again, like thunder wantonly, and the rumbling resounded in Leng Wushuang's ears, causing her to stumble, her body to retreat, and her face extremely pale.

An existence far beyond her imagination, an unknown and mysterious super sect, at this moment Leng Wushuang was completely messed up.

She finally understood that this Heavenly Secret Pavilion was real, possessing a prestige that the Emperor's Palace could not violate, standing in this local world, like a fairyland outside the world.

"Junior Leng Wushuang has offended me. I've run out of luck when I set foot here today...you can handle it." She lowered her head if she was ashamed, knowing that she could not escape this disaster at all.

Came from a long distance, just to compete for the treasure that was born, I didn't expect that this was built by Tianji Pavilion, and it was against the masters, and there was only a dead end.

Just when Leng Wushuang gave up the struggle, Ning Yuan flicked his sleeves and said, "It is a fate that you meet this seat, there is still a vacancy for the position of the elder in the Tianji Pavilion, you are willing to donate your blood and be under the command of this seat. ?"

Ning Yuan's Observation Technique shows that Leng Wushuang has great potential, and being taken away from Linglong's heart is not only a bad thing, but it will inspire a stronger talent for awakening.

And when she was at her peak, she was an existence comparable to the imperial realm, and her strength was extremely powerful. For the current Tianji Pavilion, it was a rare disciple resource.

"Really...really?" Leng Wushuang was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the master would be willing to take her in, and then his heart trembled, as if he was afraid that Ning Yuan would suddenly regret it, and immediately knelt in front of the mountain gate.

"The disciple pays a visit to the headmaster, and is willing to join the Tianji Pavilion and serve as an elder!"

After the words were finished, the blood essence flew out, and the piety fell into the Tianji Pavilion plaque, causing even more waves on the spot.

At this moment, the prompt sounds in Ning Yuan's mind sounded one after another.

【Ding! 】

[Your Immortal Armament Tower sees that the future of Zongmen is promising, and you have made all your efforts to build magic arms! 】

[Your fortune hall sees the headmaster taking the initiative to accept apprentices, tears welling up in its eyes and spares no effort to reward the new apprentices! 】

[Your alchemy pavilion saw the tragic fate of the new disciple, and was furious and determined to refine the Taoist guardian and guard everyone in the sect! 】