The Fallen Star Ocean and the nine island circles were like nine chains, firmly blocking the prying eyes of the Tianxiu people on the Tianlu, and blocking the Tianxiu army outside the nine island circles countless times.

From the first island circle to the east, all the way east, even the fastest flying boat used by spiritual practitioners would take nearly ten years to fly. After crossing the ninth island circle and heading east for tens of millions of miles, there are hundreds of thousands of islands of all sizes, surrounding a vast land like stars surrounding the moon.

The area of ​​this land is probably less than one-tenth of the Sky Land, but it is also extremely vast.

Together with the hundreds of thousands of islands of all sizes around it, this is the core of the Fallen Star Ocean, and is called the Spiritual Realm by spiritual practitioners.

That piece of land is the seat of the legendary Three Immortal Sect, the real ruler of the Spirit Realm. The Three Immortal Sect, which is high above everyone else, is like the Purple Clan of the Celestial Clan, and rarely appears in public. Those who often travel outside are all from the various forces on the islands.

On an island with a radius of 100,000 miles that is not far from the Three Immortals Sect’s headquarters but not the closest either, sword energy is crisscrossing the sky. The vast sword energy is almost condensed into substance, and above the island it condenses into phantoms of long swords that pierce the sky.

The sword shadows formed by millions of sword beams slowly moved along an extremely complex trajectory, forming a sword formation with astonishing lethality.

This is the mountain gate of Jianmen!

Jianmen, the number one sword sect in Fallen Star Ocean, is strong enough to be ranked in the top 20 among all the sects below the Three Immortal Sects. The disciples of Jianmen are well-known for their domineering and fierce style. Their personalities are as stubborn and hard as the swords in their hands, and they will hurt others and themselves at any time.

A huge ship slowly flew out from the Hu Jian formation that had been opened at Jianmen and flew towards the distance.

Several old men dressed in white, whose clothes were as white as snow and whose aura was sharp and pure, without any impurities, stood quietly outside the opened sword formation, looking at the departing ship with cold eyes.

"The face of Huanling Pavilion?" After a long while, an old man with white hair, a lion-like mouth and lips covered with blood sneered, "If it weren't for the massive invasion of Tianxiu, everyone would be inseparable from the war tools forged by Huanling Pavilion. How dare Huanling Pavilion mention the word 'face' in front of Jianmen?"

"A bunch of profiteers can be destroyed in a snap of a finger. How can they have any face in front of my Jianmen?" Another thin old man with a melon-seed face and triangular eyes snorted coldly: "However, in this special period, what's wrong with giving them a little face?"

Several old men looked at each other, and the old man with the lion's mouth said in a deep voice: "We are teaching our disciples to act according to their hearts. We are teaching our disciples that no matter who is in front of them, if they dare to offend our Jianmen, just chop them down with a sword and ignore other things."

Taking a deep breath, the old man said sternly: "We are teaching our disciples. Jianmen has never had any other rules. The sword of Jianmen is the rule! We act this way ourselves, and we also teach our disciples to act this way! We don't care about right or wrong, good or evil, as long as the sword in our hands can cut off the sword, it is the truth, it is the rule."

"Luo Jianlin's actions are quite in line with the style of our Jianmen. Anyone who offends him will be killed with one sword; anyone who offends him will be killed with one sword! This kid is acting according to the rules we taught him since he was a child. He is acting according to the rules of our Jianmen. If something happens to him, can we just ignore it?"

"Just because of the so-called 'face' of the Phantom Spirit Pavilion?"

The old man laughed sarcastically: "As long as the master of Han Cuiya is not dead, this old man...will not be able to maintain his swordsmanship!"

With a humming sound, the old man with the lion's mouth casually slashed with his hand, and a thousand-foot-long sword light emitted a cold green light, which fell heavily on the sea surface. A giant whale that was just sticking its head out from underwater to breathe howled miserably, and was cut in half by the sword. The blood quickly spread, dyeing a large area of ​​the sea red.

The triangular-eyed old man nodded slowly: "Brother, what you said is absolutely right. Even if Huanling Pavilion intercedes, this matter cannot be let go."

Several old men discussed for a while, and finally the old man with the lion mouth smiled with satisfaction: "That's it, that's it. Give the Huanling Pavilion some face, and we won't fight in the Windless Canyon."

“That’s great!” The triangular-eyed old man nodded with a smile: “Hehe… The Fallen Star Ocean is so huge, with countless risks. Countless people die every day. What’s the big deal about one more alchemist dying? As long as we don’t start in the Windless Canyon, it’ll be fine!”

“Then, I will take full responsibility for this matter.” The old man said in a deep voice: “As long as you don’t do it in Windless Canyon, it will be considered as giving the Huanling Pavilion some face. Haha, I don’t believe that this guy can stay in Windless Canyon forever.”

Several old men in snow-white clothes laughed at the same time. The sword intent rose around them and the swords were sharp. They made up their minds to ignore the lobbying of the Huanling Pavilion and insisted on killing Chu Tianhou. They all felt that their sword hearts were becoming more stable and spiritual, and it seemed that their cultivation had improved a little!

Just as they said just now!

The people of Jianmen never talk about reason. They never talk about any strategies or tactics, and they are too lazy to pay attention to all kinds of conspiracies and tricks.

No matter who you are or what you do, I will cut you in half with one sword!

Jianmen's reputation was earned through bloody killings!

As long as the disciples of Jianmen can still wield the sword, and as long as the elders that Jianmen relies on are still alive and well, the disciples of Jianmen will never have to abide by the rules or reason!

Rules are the sword!

The truth is only the sword!

Wherever the sword points, the will of the Jianmen disciples is the law of heaven!

Wherever the sword points, anyone or anything that dares to make the disciples of Jianmen unhappy will be pushed away and killed!

The people of the world are not convinced? Then kill them all!

Since the ancient times, Jianmen has been using this purpose and doing this, killing people step by step!

Several old men flew back to the sword formation, and the huge sword formation closed again, blocking the gate of Jianmen Mountain.

The old man with the lion's mouth turned into a cold light, and in a few flashes, he arrived on a high mountain. He walked into a cave on the top of the mountain, and after a long roar, dozens of young men in tight clothes came to him quickly, looking at him with their backs straight.

"Jian Lin is dead!" The old man said sternly, "I won't argue with you. Jian Lin is dead, and someone must pay for his life! This is the truth, this is the rule! Go to the fifth island circle, stare at the Windless Canyon and the Hancui Cliff."

"Han Cuiya's master, Tianshi Chu Tian... keep an eye on him, don't do anything in the Windless Canyon. If he dares to leave the Windless Canyon, kill him and bring back his head!" After laughing sinisterly a few times, the old man with the lion's mouth said slowly: "Also, you can also kill some people who are on good terms with Han Cuiya!"

"Jian Lin is dead, but my Luo family must still choose a successor to be the next head. Whoever kills Chu Tian this time will be the one to replace Jian Lin!"

Dozens of young men in tight clothes had their eyes flashing, and murderous intent suddenly surged out of them. 8)