The blood emperor's worries are justified.

If all the temples were destroyed, then the Yuanxian Realm would be completely under the influence of the six springs.

Even if they hide their cultivation, they are still living under the eyes of others.

It will be a piece of cake for Yi to catch them when the time comes.

"Could it be that you're planning to leave the Primordial Immortal Realm and live in seclusion in the chaos?"

"Even if we do that, we won't be able to avoid Yi's pursuit, right?"

"And there is nothing in the chaotic turbulence, we will slowly decay after staying for a long time."

"No no no."

Emperor Xin shook his finger.

"You have misunderstood, I have no intention of self-imposed exile."

"There is a place in Yuanxian Realm that has not been affected by the flames of war from the beginning to the end, haven't you noticed?"

"Is there such a place?"

Emperor Xuan was surprised at first, but then suddenly thought of something.

"Xianwu Continent!"

The eyes of several other people also brightened.

"You mean the Undecided Old Sage?"

"That's right."

Emperor Xin looked in a certain direction, and said slowly: "Xianwuzhou is clearly within the scope of Luoxian Temple, but it is not occupied by any spring."

"I don't understand why that happened either."

"But no matter what, Yi really didn't touch Old Sage Wuding."

"Perhaps, that person's background is bigger than we thought."

When he said this, the other righteous gods also fell into deep thought.

After a long time, the Blood Emperor suddenly said: "Why didn't you mention this matter during the discussion just now?"

"Because Xianwuzhou can't accommodate so many righteous gods."

"Also, if they don't continue to resist, how can we have a chance to retreat?"

While they were plotting each other, Jiang Cheng, who was far away on the fairy mountain of the God Advent Stage, had already started his own journey to break through.

Stepping into this brand new world at the foot of the mountain, he found that ninety-nine percent of his cultivation had been sealed out of thin air.

The rest of the realm of cultivation is not even at the level of the Holy Master, and can only be regarded as a high-level Taoist god.

And after mobilizing the Dao Heart, the Holy Realm can no longer be used, after all, it is the signature ability of the Holy Master.

The same is true for the soul, which is limited to the realm of high-level Taoist gods.

Brother Cheng was not worried about this.

His strength is still there and has not disappeared, but it cannot be displayed under the special laws of this world.

"It should be a low-end plane, unable to accommodate the existence of the Holy Master or higher?"

If the descendants can survive in the sea of ​​laws, they must be able to borrow the power of the third law like the Temple of Fallen Immortals.

It is not difficult to construct a special world.

But after a little perception with his soul, he found that his guess was wrong.

Because he sensed the breath of the Holy Lord in this world.

"what's the situation?"

"Since this world can carry the Holy Lord, why am I still sealed as a high-level Taoist?"

"Isn't brother worthy?"

Brother Cheng withdrew his divine thoughts and flew towards the nearest Taoist temple, intending to inquire about the situation.

As for the holy lord-level 'powerhouse' who was swept up by his soul just now, soaring up to the sky, looking for the snooper just now, that is completely out of his consideration.

It is true that he can only use the emperor soul level soul power comparable to a Taoist god here, but after all, he has been promoted to a very high quality sky soul.

It is far from what the soul of the Holy Master can compare.

The Taoist temple he is about to visit is called the Temple of Longevity, which is a very common name in the cultivation world.

This longevity temple is neither big nor small.

There are about 700 members of the sect, and half of them are currently traveling abroad.

At this time, in a bamboo forest on the back mountain of this Taoist temple, seven or eight young men and women were surrounding a woman in a black Taoist robe.

"Yunzhi, if you don't hand over the longevity order again, don't blame us for being rude."

"That's right, what's the use of holding the Lord's token?"

"You can't convince the audience at all in this position of the Lord of the Watch."

"My master is what everyone expects..."

The woman named Yunzhi turned pale with anger.

"you!"

"Thanks to the fact that I took good care of you in the past, but now that my father's body is still alive, he is coming to seek the position of the watch master. I really misjudged you!"

"You can't say that."

The young man in blue flicked his sleeves and said calmly: "Although the Temple of Longevity has always been the hereditary temple master of your family, it is different now."

"Who made your father offend someone who shouldn't be offended?"

"Now our concept of longevity needs a master of the older generation who is stable enough to lead, otherwise it will only be reduced to a mess, and death will only happen overnight..."

"that is."

Others also joined in.

"As the second elder, my master is no worse than your father, so why can't I sit in the position of the master?"

"If you don't care about the overall situation, don't blame us for not thinking about the friendship of the same family!"

"Yunzhi, we don't want to use force on you, you should be more sensible!"

"Let me get acquainted?"

Yunzhi smiled coldly.

"Why doesn't the Second Elder himself show up?"

As she spoke, she pricked her fingertips.

A drop of blood dripped, and before everyone could react, lines were quickly drawn across the air, forming a mysterious and complicated pattern.

The seven or eight youths on the opposite side didn't panic, but just sneered.

"You still want to call Yuan Jiang to help?"

"Those who are drowning, grasp at the last straw."

"It's not bad to be able to summon an elite general."

"It's extremely ridiculous to resist in the corner."

Their world is called the summoning world.

Most of the cultivators here have the talent of summoning, and they can summon creatures from other worlds out of thin air to assist them in fighting.

However, this call is not omnipotent.

The summoned generals have different strengths, and most of them are not as good as themselves.

And it can't stay forever.

Most importantly, the ritual of summoning the generals requires a price.

Either lose some of the treasures you carry with you, or damage your foundation, and your own cultivation will fall.

Therefore, unless there is a real desperate situation, few people will try this skill.

Everyone present had seen the scene of summoning before, and those who were summoned were generally only mortals and elites, and there were very few generals who could reach the master level.

And the master generals are just a little bit stronger than them.

Seeing that the summoning circle formed by the drop of blood became brighter and brighter, and the light shot straight into the sky, the young man in blue suddenly swung his sleeve and swept over.

"Even if it's just a master level, I can't let you succeed!"

Yunzhi was working hard to summon at this time, and had no time to do anything else.

Interrupted by him, the intense red light was swept away like blue smoke.

"Has the last hope lost too?"

Just when she was in despair, there was a sudden darkness above her head.

Immediately afterwards, an earth-shatteringly handsome young man appeared in front of her.

"What happened just now, did the strange treasure come out, take me one!"