On this day, the sky was high and clear, the air was crisp, and the world was peaceful... It was peaceful as it should be.

Until a loud voice resounded through the sky above Tianxuan Immortal Gate: "The cultivators ahead, please stay. This is the aviation control area of ​​Tianxuan Immortal Gate. No entry is allowed without permission. Please leave quickly!"

This long-lost warning of foreign invasion has not been heard for nearly forty years.

Therefore, all the disciples of Tianxuan Immortal Sect felt very novel.

Which blind and foolish young cultivator is this time? He actually ignores the ten great immortal gates in the south and rashly enters the airspace of the mountain gate. Isn't this too absurd...

For a moment, everyone looked up at the sky with an attitude of watching a good show.

I wonder what kind of strange creature will break into the airspace of Tianxuan Immortal Sect this time?

At this moment, above the clouds, a row of figures were floating up and down, standing in the air.

There were four men and one woman in total, all of them were calm and composed. Not only were they not panicked at all when they heard the warning, they were even a little disdainful and just enjoyed the scenery.

“Is this Nanling?”

The leader was a man with black hair on the left side and white hair on the right side, white eye on the left side and black eye on the right side, and even the robe he was wearing was the same. He looked to be around thirty years old, with thin lips that drooped at the corners and deep nasolabial folds. He looked intimidating without even being angry and was quite difficult to approach.

He looked indifferently at the nine towering peaks with clouds and majestic waves under his feet, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What about the ten great immortal sects in the south? They are nothing more than this."

"I really don't know what the chief monks are thinking. The land of Nanling is barren and the spiritual energy is thin. It is far worse than our Eastern Wasteland. There is not even a saint in these so-called ten immortal sects."

"There is no point in taking such a wasteland under my wing."

He frowned with a bit of disgust.

"Yes. I really don't understand why the First Lord and the Holy Lord are interested in these unnecessary territories."

The follower behind him said,

"Brother, why don't we hurry up and suppress them directly, and then go back and report back."

The black-and-white-haired man said impatiently, "I would like to do the same, but the leaders also said that we should use courtesy before force. We are here to discuss cooperation, not aggression."

"Unless they are ignorant..."

Hearing this, the woman in green behind him sneered and said:

"Or even if they are sensible, we can force them to be ignorant... This will save a lot of trouble."

They thought that they were protected by a spiritual barrier and no one could hear their conversation.

Little did they know that there was a supreme being whose spiritual cultivation had reached the state of Nirvana, and his spiritual thoughts were unscrupulously invading the barrier, hearing their conversation clearly.

“These guys…”

On Zizhi Peak, as soon as Xu Xiaotian heard their conversation, he knew that they were here to establish Manchukuo.

But they seem to have the capital.

There is no other reason. The leader with black and white hair is a saint who has reached the realm of destiny.

And he is a great sage in the third level of the Destiny Realm!

The rest of the followers who called him senior brother also had the cultivation level of Kongming Realm.

In the Kongming Realm, one can walk around freely in the Nanling land where cultivators in the Xuhuan Realm like Lu Jinghong are the kings.

The previous demonized ancient holy body was at this level, and could kill Tianxuan by himself.

Now, leaving aside the black and white leader who is at the level of the Monkey King, even so many masters at the level of the Demonized Ancient Saint Body have come.

It is entirely possible for the Tianxuan Immortal Sect to break the world record of being exterminated.

Without Xu Xiaotian.

"Please stay, cultivators ahead. This is the Tianxuan Immortal Sect's air traffic control area. No one is allowed to enter without permission. Please leave quickly!"

Seeing that the row of figures in the sky were indifferent, the air defense department of Tianxuan Xianmen spoke again, this time with a more severe tone.

"If you don't land, this will be regarded as a declaration of war!"

This time, the five people led by the saintly black and white man remained indifferent.

If you ask me to land, I will land. Wouldn't that make me lose face? Xu Xiaotian understood their mentality.

The lowest level of cultivation is Kongming Realm, and they come to stroll around Tianxuan Immortal Sect whose upper limit is Xuwang Realm.

It's like when a city leader comes to inspect the village, and you don't clear the road and ask everyone to come out to welcome him, but you sternly order the leader to get out of the car and walk.

It would take at least ten years of cerebral thrombosis to do this.

Of course, at this time, the Tianxuan Immortal Sect had no idea where the other party came from.

Otherwise, what would greet them now would not be a warning, but a welcome from all the top leaders.

"Where is Sect Leader Tianxuan?"

A powerful man of the fourth level of Kongming spoke, his voice like thunder, resounding through the sky, "I am visiting the East Wasteland Tianji Holy Land, come and gather quickly!"

Upon hearing this, the deacon of the air defense department fell into a brief silence.

"Eastern Wasteland? Holy Land of Heavenly Secrets?"

Everyone was also quite surprised.

"The East Wasteland and the South are separated by millions of miles, and our Tianxuan Immortal Sect is located in the center of the South. Even if a powerful person in the Illusion Realm starts from the East Wasteland, it will take more than ten years to fly here..."

"They are from the Holy Land. I heard that those who are qualified to establish a Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland are all the best sects in the world. Their status and power far surpass those of the immortal sects in the South."

"Compared with the Eastern Wasteland Holy Land, the ten great immortal sects in the South are simply not worth mentioning..."

On Feixian Peak, Lu Jinghong, who was meditating as usual, frowned and came out of meditation after this voice fell.

Bold lunatic! How can you meet this master whenever you want? Lu Jinghong was very dissatisfied. The other party was indeed too arrogant and did not know how to respect others at all.

So he flew out with dissatisfaction.

As it turned out, he saw that the people on the opposite side all had unfathomable, vast and powerful aura, and their cultivation was obviously far superior to his.

Especially the black and white man in the lead.

Although he stood there motionless and did nothing, he seemed to be in harmony with the natural way of heaven. When his spiritual consciousness probed, he seemed to touch a piece of nothingness, as if there was nothing in that piece.

This feeling frightened Lu Jinghong.

Could he be the legendary saint? Lu Jinghong suddenly became extremely solemn, took the initiative to approach, and said politely:

"My name is Lu Jinghong, and I am the head of Tianxuan Sect. I wonder what brings you all here from afar. What do you want to do for me?"

"Are you planning on having us talk right here?"

The saintly black and white man did not speak, but let a man in the Void Realm behind him speak for him.

It's nothing else, I just feel that an ant like Lu Jinghong is not worthy of talking to him.

"Everyone, please."

Lu Jinghong did not dare to be negligent and made a gesture of invitation.

The group moved to Baohe Palace on Feixian Peak, and Lu Jinghong immediately ordered a banquet to receive these distinguished guests from the distant East Wilderness with the highest etiquette.

The five people from Donghuang refused Lu Jinghong's hospitality on the grounds that they were in a hurry.

Then they went straight to the point and stated the purpose of their visit.

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I asked the editor how I could become a god in one year by being on the front page and the top of the monthly ticket list. [space] The editor replied that you can even talk in your sleep with your eyes open, so becoming a god in one year is not a challenge for a master like you. Why not change your goal and move 800 bricks a day?