The Emperor Descending the Heavens

Death swamp.

It was late autumn, and it suddenly seemed lively.

At the edge of Death Marsh, it has long been occupied by a large number of practitioners and even martial arts.

This is a human race.

Numerous years ago, people in the barren wilderness era broke into the opened Temple of Heaven and finally opened the era of cultivation.

Today, the secular martial arts practitioners also want to pursue the way of eternal life through this method.

As a practitioner, he wants to get the massive resources inside the Temple of Heaven.

It is true that the Temple of Heaven has become an important place for the rise of the human race.

suddenly.

A sword light flew in the sky, hovering over the death swamp, and alarmed countless people.

"Look, that's the one who looks for Tianzong!"

"Wow, they're looking for Tianzong!"

"It really deserves to be the first school in the cultivation world. This flying sword is really shocking."

"Hey, what is Feijian, did the white robe youth see it?"

"Uh ... who is he?"

"Li Xuntian."

"He is the head of Xuntianzong?"

"Otherwise?"

"Why so young?"

"Return to the truth, this is the style of the Xiuzhen masters. Legend has it that he was a legend who returned from the torrent of void to create the Heavenly Sect, and became the peak of the Xiuzhen world.

"Have the Nether Torrent returned? Have you heard of it recently?"

"what?"

"Even when I heard about this worldliness, some people came back alive from the void flood."

"Who?"

"It seems Qin's head Qin is here ..."

"What, how is he?"

"Well, do you recognize him?"

"How can you not recognize it and ask others ..."

"Uh ... you friends, who have you heard of Qin Men's head?"

"Hey, you friend, wouldn't you be so ignorant, you haven't heard of Qin Men's Qin Yu?"

"That is, he is Cangyunfang, the real shopkeeper of Qinmen Pharmacy!"

"Also, they have already formed alliances with Zhenmen and Fumen, and have successfully obtained asylum from two first-class factions."

The rhetoric of the crowd made the cultivator suddenly stunned.

After a while, he just hurriedly said to the crowd: "Uh ... he is so powerful? I only know that he was a legend from the torrent or returned from the void in previous years."

"Why ... what? Nether torrent?"

This monk's words were astonishing, and instantly caused a stir.

For a time.

The crowd whispered, and the scene boiled.

The original Yinzhuang attracted the attention of Tianzong, and no one paid attention immediately.

Their attention turned to the topic of the torrent of void.

Li Xuntian stood on the flying sword, his eyes swept across the audience.

Looking at the boiling scene below, his eyes sank slightly.

The consciousness swept the past, and then the drama shook inside.

next moment.

He instantly disappeared on Feijian, causing the attention of the elders of Xuntianzong.

Huh!

The cultivator who was preaching so loudly felt a gust of wind, and suddenly there was a white shadow around him.

He looked intently, his eyes beating, and his voice stopped abruptly.

After a long time, he just trembled tremblingly: "Li ... Li head ..."

"What are you talking about?"

Li Xuntian, with his hands on his back, stood in front of him, staring at him solemnly, and groaning.

"Ah ... what?"

For a moment, he did not respond to what the other party said.

Watching his reaction, Li Xuntian's eyes suddenly sank, and he was shocked again with an excitement, and instantly reacted.