Fantasy: Life Simulator, Ten Years to Become an Immortal Emperor

Within a day.

Ning Ze continuously attacked the city and was invincible, and Ziyang Zhen and the peak lords had already been shocked and numb.

The eastern two sects were pacified

The northern three sects were pacified

Now only one of the largest sects in the south, Beacon Valley, remains

It is the existence of a slashing cultivator on the surface, and it has been in Qingzhou for a long time.

Of course, it is not all soldiers who are not bloody and subdued, there is a sect in the north that is stubborn, and within a few hours, the entire army is destroyed, and blood is spilled in the heavens.

Ning Ze swept everyone through the void, and there was no tiredness on his face.

The vast aura contained in the Baizhang Dantian, the three Yuan Gods, had never made him feel exhausted.

Not often.

Ning Ze suddenly stopped, tore open the spatial crack, and jumped out with everyone wrapped in it

In front is a secluded valley, surrounded by peaks, topped into the clouds, half of the waist is planted with red blood pine, at a glance, the fire stretches for thousands of miles.

At this time, there were three people standing above the sky of the valley entrance, one chopping and two joining.

It seems that after waiting here for a long time, it is clear that the news of the demise of the various sects has been received.

Ning Ze's divine thoughts swept away, and his eyes were unwavering.

"Who is the valley master, come out and speak."

A cold voice came out, echoing through the valley.

The two Aido monks looked angry when they heard this, but they were stopped by the Dao Cutting Cultivator beside him, he stepped forward and said loudly: "I am Elder Tianyan of Beacon Valley, and I can be the master."

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Ning Ze glanced at him and found that this person was still quite young, middle-aged, with a calm and strong breath, and the power of the avenue was flawless

However, his expression still did not change, and he said lightly: "Since I know that my Purple Yang Sect is coming, I can choose?"

Tian Yan's face turned rosy, and he chuckled, "It's okay to submit to the Purple Yang Sect, but it's really inappropriate for Daoist friends to leave the Dao Mark in the Yuan God, right?"

When Ziyang Zhenren and the peak lords heard this, their bodies tensed slightly, their faces solemn, and they were ready for a big battle

Ning Ze raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tian Yan glanced at the firmament above and said, "I have been in the realm of slashing for hundreds of years, and I have recently had the confidence to cut open the gate of heaven, if the Daoist friend leaves a wisp of the power of the avenue, it will inevitably mess with my mind and make it difficult to step on the immortal path."

As soon as these words came out, Ziyang's real face changed slightly.

The Dao Slashing Cultivators are all consummation-level Dao powers, and they have accumulated for hundreds of years just to summon the Heavenly Gate and cut out the strongest blow

If the attack can cut open the Heavenly Gate, the Heavenly Gate will overflow with immortal qi, transforming the mortal body into the body of the immortal, and from then on, the life level will be transformed, and the immortal and mortal will be like a heavenly graben.

However, the gate of heaven is extremely difficult to open, and if it fails, it will definitely die.

For millions of years, countless amazing cultivators have fallen on this level and died

But the Taishang Elder of this Beacon Valley in front of him actually claimed to have the confidence to cut open the Heavenly Gate, and his natural strength was terrifying.

"Slash the Heavenly Gate?"

Ning Ze glanced at him and said indifferently: "Whether you cut the Heavenly Gate or not has nothing to do with me, I only know that you will have to die now without leaving the mark of the Great Avenue"

Tian Yan's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Daoist friends really want to be so aggressive? Aren't you afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken?"

Ning Ze's eyes narrowed, and he scoffed: "The fish dead net broken? You overestimate yourself too much..."

"Hmph, even if I don't leave the mark of the Great Dao, you will definitely die if you open the Gate of Heaven."

Tianyan laughed angrily.

This remark made him unable to calm down anymore.

He has accumulated hundreds of years in the Slashing Dao Realm

This man actually looked at him and said that he couldn't cut the gate of heaven

"Your Excellency's combat power is superb, and you are noncommittal, but you said that I will definitely die if I open the Gate of Heaven, why do you say this?"

Seeing him so stubborn, Ning Ze frowned slightly, and asked rhetorically: "How many days do you want to drive?" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"What days?"

Tian Yan was stunned, revealing a puzzled look.

Seeing him look like this, Ning Ze already knew it in his heart.

Sure enough, he didn't know anything.

That's it.

He is a slashing cultivator, and he can also leave it to the Purple Yang Sect with a little more protection.

Immediately, he said patiently: "Your strength can cut open a few points of heaven, which means a few points of heaven."

"It seems that you haven't been out of Qingzhou for a long time, it's just behind closed doors."

"Ten thousand years ago, there was a change in the Heavenly Gate, and the overflowing immortal qi was not as good as before."

"In the past, cutting off one point of heaven was enough for a cultivator to transform immortal yuan and achieve the realm of true immortals."

"Now it takes at least three points of immortal qi to overflow into an immortal body, and your current Dao power can only open a heavenly gate, isn't it certain death?"

As soon as the words landed, Ling Tianyan was struck by lightning, as if he couldn't believe that what he said was true, and after struggling for a moment, he suddenly remembered.

As if it did...

Qingzhou has not achieved cultivators above the fairy realm for hundreds of years.

Although it is only a corner of the place, it will not be successful for so many years.

Ziyang Zhenren and the peak lords were also confused when they heard this, but they were convinced of what Ning Ze said.

After all, Zhongzhou is the real stage for cultivators, and there are countless Immortal Dao supremes.

As if he had lost some patience, Ning Ze said coldly: "Finally, I ask you once, surrender or die?"

Tian Yan had completely believed his words at this time, his eyes showed a look of struggle, and after a long time, he said with some reluctance: "I am willing to submit, but if you collapse and die, then won't I also follow the funeral?"

Ning Ze's pitch-black pupils shone brightly, and an inexplicable strong temperament change instantly bloomed on his body.

"If you have the heart to open the Gate of Heaven, you might as well go to Zhongzhou and ask the cultivators there, who is Ning Ze?"

When the words fell, Ning Ze raised his hand and punched out a wisp of Dao imprint on his Yuanshen .

"Ten days later, Ziyang Sect reported."

Tianyan nodded bitterly.

Ning Ze looked at the people of the Purple Yang Sect behind him, and was just about to tear open the spatial crack, when suddenly the cyan scale in his storage bag shone with a clear blue light.

"Ao Chen?"

Ning Ze frowned slightly, took out the cyan scales and probed the divine thoughts.

I saw a row of crooked small words above the scales, which were written.

"One hundred thousand mountains, Qingdi City, Wudao planted tea trees, come quickly".