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Seeing the long streak of light fly out, Qing Qing slowly retracted her palm. Her eyes stared into the sky, as if she was spying on something.

No one noticed that his hands were trembling nonstop, and green blood seeped out of his joints.

"Just who is this kid …" To think that there would be such a thing. If I didn't withdraw my hands so quickly, I'm afraid my entire arm would have been crippled! At first, he thought this kid was the host identified by the Water Pattern Realm, but now it seemed that it wasn't that simple. With such a strange armor, the Water Pattern Realm could only take a step back! The world of Mystic Yellow had been quiet for far too long, but now this change has finally occurred.

Qing muttered and continued waving her arms and legs crazily!

BOOM!

A streak of purple lightning descended from the sky, seeping out of the green lightning's joints!

However, he did not scream this time. Instead, he wildly howled. Even though this divine lightning was enough to annihilate everything, it did not harm him in the slightest!

"Ten thousand years have passed! Daoist Lu Ya! Your great formation cannot hold this sovereign for much longer! "Hahahaha …"

The Immortal Cloud Sect, the honored king's mountain.

Originally, the Immortal Cloud Sect only had ninety-nine elite disciples and ninety-nine mountain ranges. Now that there was Ye Ling as a variable, they finally had a definite number.

After Ye Ling had returned to Cloud Dreamer and sent Sixth Prince Yang Xu off, he then gathered all his trusted aides.

The two diagrams had finally merged into one. Endless power washed over everything. Even though he had suppressed it with all his might, he was still unable to suppress it in the end.

Furthermore, his body was filled with a longing. Ye Ling knew that it was time to break through to the Heaven realm.

Beneath him, there were all sorts of experts.

The Wu Xing level old demon was now at the middle stage of the Heaven realm. After a series of refinements, he was finally able to make up for his previous cultivation.

As for Leng Qiu Yue, Zhou Tong, and Hua Lao, they were all half a step into the Heaven realm. Ye Ling even had a total of twelve Asura's at the late stage of the Profound realm.

With so many experts gathered together, as long as they were able to wave their flags and shout outside, they could immediately establish a huge power.

Even the Immortal Cloud Sect and the Devil Palace of Death could stand shoulder to shoulder.

However, the Immortal Cloud Sect was kind to him, and Ye Ling had no intentions of starting a sect for now.

"Everyone, this time I have gone to the ancient forbidden zone and obtained a few battle spirits. You can use them to refine your battle spirits into puppets, which is the same as having avatars!"

Ye Ling waved his hand with a faint smile, and more than a dozen white silhouettes appeared in the air, howling as they appeared, gradually taking the form of a ferocious soldier.

"Rumor has it that the strongest and toughest supreme expert will turn into a battle spirit after being killed, who would have thought that it's true! The power of the Alliance Master is indeed limitless, and her magic power is boundless! " Old Man Zhou's heart trembled slightly before he burst out into laughter. His body moved as he began to engage in close combat with one of the battle spirits.

"Thousand Slaughter!" Elder Hua used his ultimate skill, a demonic flower of death blooming from all directions.

Tens of thousands of black flowers bloomed, completely wrapping around this Battle Demon.

Hua Lao was not a human, but a Natural Oddity Flower that had developed its wisdom and eventually cultivated it into a divine ability. Its attacking methods were very strange.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The war devil released a long and loud roar. The flower that had just bloomed was now like a piece of glazed glass, exploding inch by inch.

This Battle Demon also had the cultivation of a half a step into the Heaven realm.

"Good heavens!" Not only was Hua Lao not angry, but he was actually overjoyed. This kind of good thing, after being tamed, one's fighting strength would increase by a fold.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately went forward and started fighting with one another. Seeing that everyone had chosen their battle spirits, Ye Ling waved his hands and recalled them back.

In the end, with Ye Ling's help, everyone had an avatar of their own at the same realm. Even the Witch Level had a Heaven realm battle spirit.

"Qiu Yue, I want to close the Gate of Life and Death to break through the Heaven realm. You guys help me guard the mountain, you absolutely cannot let anyone else in! " Ye Ling said.

"Don't worry, Alliance Head! In the Immortal Cloud Sect, it was invulnerable! "Who dares to come in and see if I, Old Zhou, will smash him or not?" Zhou Tong began to shout.

"What?" You want to break through to the Heaven realm so quickly? " The Heaven realm is a crucial realm, and cultivators can split their consciousness into thoughts, and even their primordial spirit can drive objects. However, there are many types of restrictions when breaking through, and rumor has it that the top three flowers first, then the five auras into the essence, and not a single one of them must be messed with, or else the cultivator will immediately explode and die. "

"You have to be careful. This is not a joke."

Leng Qiu Yue had always spoken in this way. His tone was indifferent, unlike the men and women of the mortal world. However, when Ye Ling heard his words, he felt a sense of contentment in his heart.

No matter how passionate he was, there would always be a day when he would be wiped clean. A true dao companion should be like this. No matter when or where, Ye Ling's heart was filled with confidence because he knew that there was someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him and watch over the world.

In fact, Ye Ling felt that he owed his wife too much. There were many things that he did not fulfill his responsibilities as a husband, but these were things that he could not do anything about. Only when he had truly settled down would he be able to give her some comfort.

One year old, two years old, blooming, drifting in the wind.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Ye Ling smiled faintly and his body turned into a stream of light before gradually disappearing.

Five days had passed.

It was raining cats and dogs.

Another long rainy season.

A huge hole seemed to have been torn open in the sky, lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, strong winds blew, and heavy rain fell.

At the entrance of the Immortal Cloud Sect, the two outer sect disciples guarding the mountain looked helpless.

Although the vestments they were wearing could protect them from the rain, the damp and gloomy air still assaulted their very bones.

If he could break through to the Profound realm in his lifetime, that was fine. But if he couldn't, he would be sick to his roots when he aged.

"What the hell are we guarding here? Why would anyone come to such a heavy rain? " A gatekeeping disciple grumbled in dissatisfaction.

His companion had a helpless look on his face, "Forget it, don't complain. Although we are just decorations, it is still a matter of the Immortal Cloud Sect's honor. We must not make any mistakes, otherwise, if news spreads to Brother Jin, we will both be in trouble."

What they said was right. The two men standing guard was just a facade project, and there was no practical use for it.

However, this was the way things were in this world. There were things to do that required respect, and even if there was no meaning to it, he still had to do them.

The rain was getting heavier!

Rumble … There was a clap of thunder in the sky, and a wave of golden light crashed into the mountains across the way.

The loud sound of the explosion gave the two gatekeeping disciples a fright.

"F * ck, what year is this? Even we brothers have not seen such a heavy rain in our fifty years of cultivation, right?" The disciple clicked his tongue in wonder and his gaze suddenly froze. This was because a blue figure was quickly approaching the entrance of the mountain.

"Sigh!" Look, there's someone over there! "

"Are you f * cking old? Who's willing to come out and wander around in such a big fish …" Sigh, there really is one! " The other disciple was just mocking him in the beginning, but soon after, his eyes widened. As expected, he saw a blue figure quickly approaching.

This sound was like a javelin. There was a distance of hundreds of feet between the two mountains. With a light leap, he had arrived.

In a thunderstorm, a cultivator would not dare to fly. What if he was struck by a thunderbolt?

The power of the heavenly lightning was not something an ordinary cultivator could withstand.

The figure seemed to be very far away, but it soon appeared in front of everyone.

He was a middle-sized middle-aged man with a calm expression. He wore a simple blue robe, and perhaps the only difference was the beard on his face.

They were all shaved clean, not even a single eyebrow. The entire face band was very white, as if it was a block of ice.

The torrential rain poured down majestically, but when it reached the middle-aged man's head, it was as if there was a bizarre force circulating there. It automatically parted, and as he walked through the rain, he seemed like a stubborn rock.

Finally, the middle-aged man arrived at the entrance of the Immortal Cloud Sect. He gently swept his gaze over the giant signboard as the corners of his lips curled up. He then proceeded to walk in.

"Sigh!" "Stop right there!"

"The Immortal Cloud Sect's Forbidden Area!" "You are not allowed to trespass!"

The two disciples shouted out, and neither of them put on a good face. Just a moment ago, they had thought that this middle-aged man wanted to pay their respects to the sect, but they didn't expect him to be so rude.

The middle-aged man paused as he glanced at the two disciples. His indifferent gaze seemed to have the power to penetrate the hearts of others.

The two disciples gasped, and could not help but to regret taking half a step, and exclaimed: "Stop! Who exactly are you? "

"Is this the Immortal Cloud Sect?"

"That's the Immortal Cloud Sect." One of the disciples' expression softened. It seemed that there was something wrong with the other party's question.

"Senior, is there something you need?" If you have anything important, we will inform you, and if you are a disciple visiting a friend, I am sorry that the Immortal Cloud Sect is not accepting foreign guests for the time being. "

The guard's eyes were filled with arrogance. The Immortal Cloud Sect was considered one of the top sects in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, and the middle-aged man in front of him was only at the early stage of the Black Tortoise.

He had seen many of these rogue cultivators, and most of them had exhausted their lifespan and wanted to join a large sect in search of a way to break through.

"Your Immortal Cloud Sect disciples killed my underlings. I'm here to kill them." The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"What?" Murder? "Hahahaha …" The two disciples couldn't help but laugh in ridicule.

This person was in the early stages of the Black Turtle, he could indeed establish a small sect outside, but if he were to behave atrociously in front of the entrance to the Immortal Cloud Sect, wasn't that just playing tricks in the latrine?

The Immortal Cloud Sect alone had more than a hundred Black Tortoise experts.

"Senior, I advise you to give up on that idea as soon as possible and return quickly. My Immortal Cloud Sect has a Heaven Martial Disciple guarding it, you are simply courting death by coming here." A disciple who was guarding the mountain looked at him with eyes of pity.

"Not bad, not bad. Cultivating to the Profound realm is not easy. Don't die and the dao will disappear."

"Oh? Is the strongest only in the Heaven realm? " As the middle-aged man spoke, he looked up at the sky and sighed. "What a heavy rain. This is good as well. It's also the right time to clean up this place."