Chapter 839: 840

thus.

Ye Xuanzong could become China's last barrier.

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now.

The young man in white stood in front of Xuanzong's mountain gate, filled with emotion. The rebuilt Ye Xuanzong is far more majestic than before. The mountains reach into the clouds, and the shadow of the main peak covers more than 300 miles. The Qiudao Peak that was originally built by him has long since disappeared.

The vicissitudes of the world and the changing times.

I just don't know if the old man is still safe.

Several disciples of Xuanzong of Ye stood in front of the mountain gate, all of them were full of energy, and their cultivation was good. From time to time, in the depths of the clouds, they could see figures with swords crisscrossing them.

Along the sapphire steps, the three of them went up all the way, but they were stopped by a disciple of Ye Xuanzong when they walked halfway.

"Ye Xuanzong's mountain gate is an important place, you are not allowed to trespass! Who are you, do you have a disciple's nameplate?" A disciple guarding the mountain gate shouted.

The young man in white glanced at the other party. The latter was only about twenty-seven or eight years old, but his cultivation had already reached the innate level. Just being a disciple of guarding the mountain, his cultivation can reach such a level, it can be seen how powerful Ye Xuanzong is now.

"Who taught you juniors? You don't even know your suzerain. You will go to the Law Hall to receive your punishment." The young man in white said lightly.

"Where is the lunatic?" The disciple was angry at that time: "Master Han is the only one in Ye Xuanzong, you dare to pretend to be Master Han, you should be killed!"

The world only knows that Han Wang is the suzerain of Ye Xuanzong, who led Ye Xuanzong to a glorious era, but they have long forgotten who founded Ye Xuanzong.

The same goes for these Xuanzong disciples.

The young man in white frowned slightly. He had a feeling that everything he had left in Xuanzong Ye was erased by an inexplicable force. Even these disciples of this sect knew only a little about the history of Xuanzong Ye.

I'm afraid Ye Xuanzong has encountered quite a big change internally.

But I don't want to talk nonsense with a younger generation, after all, he has come to Xuanzong's feet, and he has a guess in his heart to check it out.

Without stopping, he still walked towards the mountain gate with his hands behind his back. The disciple followed closely and said coldly, "You are courting death."

This disciple could vaguely feel that the cultivation of the young man in white was far superior to his, but after all this was the sect of Xuan Ye's sect, how could an outsider trespass.

As he spoke, the halo in the hands of the innate realm disciple shot out a powerful beam of magical power. The young man in white didn't notice it, and with a flick of his sleeves, he easily wiped out that supernatural power invisible.

Together with that disciple, they were thrown out together.

"So strong!"

The disciple who guarded the mountain had a serious face, and he could ignore the existence of his attack, I am afraid that his cultivation base is at least above the realm of human immortality. I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop the opponent by myself.

Immediately.

His fingertips shot out a burst of energy, the brilliance flashed, and it hit a hanging bell at the mountain gate, making deafening bell ringing.

This big bell will only ring when the mountain gate is attacked. Although it has no lethality, every disciple of Ye Xuanzong can hear it.

Swish Swish Swish!

In an instant, there were seventy or eighty figures coming from the top of the mountain with their swords. Everyone's cultivation was extremely powerful, at least reaching the innate realm.

There are even Jindan powerhouses.

When the big bell was set up, Xuanzong had such a rule that when the bell rang, no matter what they were doing, the nearby disciples had to come to see what was going on.

Seeing the disciples guarding the mountain gate being knocked to the ground, these Xuanzong disciples didn't say much, and immediately unleashed a series of brilliant supernatural powers, shining in the sky.

"A group of ants."

The young man in white didn't even look at it, he just waved his hand as usual, and suddenly, the sky filled with glow disappeared, replaced by those disciples who flew backwards one by one as if they had been hit hard.

No one died, but the ringing of the bell became louder and louder, even alarming many elders who were cultivating latently, and came out of the gate one after another.

A number of Ye Xuanzong powerhouses appeared, including even the elders of the late Jindan stage, but without exception, they all fell at Lin Lang's feet.

He stepped up step by step, like a god descending from the sky, no one can stop his steps, even the earth immortal.

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