Chapter 60: Thousands of Sword Immortals line up and set off to the Southern Region! (Begging for monthly tickets)

In this battle, the Demon-Suppressing Sect will definitely win.

Therefore, he must maximize the benefits and let the entire Southern Region see this scene.

This should be enough to drain all the monster points you can get.

Of course.

Even if Lingxiao Holy Land attacked as soon as Shen Tongyuan died, they would not be able to win.

It's just worse now.

Just keep fishing, and let your demon lords deal with these small characters.

Thinking of this, Qin Heng continued to throw the fishing rod towards the water.

Snapped.

The pomfret that was trapped in the water column in mid-air also fell onto the deck.

I don't know when this prey has disappeared.

Completely lost interest in life.

Death Mountains to the north.

In the misty holy land, among the continuous palaces.

Shen Tongyuan's senior sister Lu Qingning was waiting anxiously in the reception hall.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

Suddenly, the sound of brisk footsteps was heard.

A young man in a blue embroidered robe walked straight in.

"Elder Lu, congratulations! The Holy Lord has agreed to your request and will lend you the Illusion-Breaking Divine Mirror for a month!"

After saying this, the young man waved his hand.

The treasure was suspended in the air.

After Lu Qingning saw it, her eyes lit up and she stood up: "Good baby!"

The body of this Broken Illusion Mirror is disc-shaped, about three feet in diameter, with intricate runes engraved on the edge.

There is a faint golden halo surrounding the mirror.

The handle of the mirror is carved from a rare black jade. The surface of the jade is a deep black color, as if it can swallow all light.

Ever since Shen Tongyuan died, Lingxiao Holy Land's Holy Lord Zhou Ping decided to attack the Southern Territory.

The entire holy land entered the highest level of combat readiness.

After all, judging from the image that appeared, Qin Heng easily killed Shen Tongyuan simply by relying on his illusory body.

The strength is unfathomable.

Furthermore, no one knows how many demon lords he controls.

When fighting against such a powerful enemy, it is never too much to be fully prepared or too cautious.

And her mission, Lu Qingning, is to come to the Piaomiao Holy Land and borrow the magic weapon that is specifically used to restrain the illusion attribute - the Illusion-Breaking Divine Mirror.

This thing is the most precious treasure in this holy land and it is really hard to borrow.

Lu Qingning tried every possible means to persuade him and even promised him huge profits.

Finally I borrowed it.

Qin Heng, your time of death has come!
"Thank Saint Lord Yun for me." Lu Qingning took the Illusion-Breaking Divine Mirror and bowed to express his gratitude.

“It’s alright.” The blue-robed young man waved his hand and said, “I hope you can completely destroy that Demon Suppression Sect.”

"Scum of the human race who associates with monsters like that should not exist in this world!"

The matter of Shen Tongyuan from Lingxiao Holy Land has been spreading for some time.

The main reason was that at that time, Shen Tongyuan sent a message saying that he was coming back.

Lingxiao Saint Lord Zhou Ping was overjoyed and immediately decided to hold a grand banquet to celebrate and sent invitations to many forces.

As a result, the banquet had not even been officially set up.

The person died.

This is the only way to inform other forces about this.

You can't just go with the flow and hold a funeral banquet, right?

After such a misunderstanding, Lingxiao Holy Land lost all its face.

This was actually an important factor that prompted Zhou Ping to decide to attack the Southern Region.

"of course."

"I definitely will." There was a flash of murderous intent in Lu Qingning's eyes.

The Demon-Suppressing Sect, Qin Heng.

It would be too easy to kill this guy so easily.

He must be captured and put into the Soul Refining Banner, where he must be tortured day and night.

This is the only way to avenge my junior brother!
The main square of Lingxiao Holy Land.

Ninety-nine jade pillars are arranged in a regular pattern, and the background of the holy land can be seen from the side. At this moment, the army has already gathered here.

Beneath the clouds, sword immortals in white robes stood in the air, their robes rustling.

There are tens of thousands of them densely packed together!
Each of them exudes a powerful sword spirit.

These sword intentions were connected into one invisibly.

In addition, there are martial arts masters like Lu Qingning who have mastered the profound essence of a certain branch of the sword.

Just stood quietly in the square.

The sword-wielding aura emanating from his body covered the entire holy land, crisscrossing everywhere.

Lingxiao Holy Land is a force famous for its pure swordsmanship.

Now, almost half of the sect’s combat power has been assembled.

Various sword intentions gathered together.

This scene was naturally very shocking.

Zhou Ping, the Lord of Lingxiao Holy Land, stood at the front of the square with a grim expression.

As soon as noon arrived, he spoke in a cold voice.

"Everyone."

"This battle is not just to avenge Tong Yuan."

"It's still for the trillions of fellow human beings in the Southern Region."

"Being ruled by the Demon Suppression Sect that is in league with the demons, they must be in dire straits."

"We, the Lingxiao Holy Land, are here to restore order to the Southern Region!"

"Kill! Kill the Demon Suppression Sect without leaving a single one alive."

"Skin Qin Heng and pull out his tendons to show respect to him!"

After Zhou Ping finished speaking, all the sword cultivators in the square let out earth-shaking shouts.

kill----

kill----

kill----

The shouting didn't stop until a minute later.

Then, Zhou Ping waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the Death Mountains!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!
The sword cultivators all burst out with tremendous energy waves and flew out of Lingxiao Holy Land.

This shocking scene was exposed completely in Lingxiao Holy Land.

This attracted the attention of many forces in Middle-earth.

The Southern Region has never attracted so many eyes.

After all, this place is not only small, it only occupies one percent of Middle-earth.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is even scarcer, and the highest combat power is only at the peak of Martial Emperor.

You should know that in any normal holy land, there are at least dozens of martial arts masters.

However, Lingxiao Holy Land was on high alert and well prepared this time. How could it not arouse their curiosity?

What is the origin of Qin Heng from the Demon Suppression Sect?

In a place with such a lack of spiritual energy, could such a terrifying existence really appear?
Middle-earth, a mysterious holy land.

On the cliff at the back mountain, an old man with long fluttering beard and a Taoist air was concentrating with his eyes closed.

A cloud of Taoist aura lingered around his body, making his figure vaguely visible.

This person is none other than the Holy Lord of Piaomiao Holy Land, Wu Long.

Huhuhu————

At this moment, a young man in a blue brocade robe came flying over.

As he approached, he bowed and said, "Holy Lord, Lingxiao Holy Land has assembled a large army and is heading towards the Southern Region."

Hearing this, Wu Long suddenly opened his eyes.

bang.

The momentum suddenly became as alluring as that of an ancient ferocious beast.

"Did you really go?"

"He made such a big fuss in the Southern Region. Is there any other secret besides revenge for his disciple?"

The Demon-Suppressing Sect. Qin Heng.

There is no news about this person in Middle-earth.

Is Lingxiao Holy Land so cautious about facing a formidable enemy? It seems as if they are going to attack some powerful creature.

However, it is indeed not easy to kill Zhou Ping's disciple who has broken through to the Martial Sect level in this small corner of the Southern Region.

(End of this chapter)