In the area where the ancestral land of the Wuliang Sword Sect is located, the situation changes, the sun and the moon lose light, and the terrifying sword energy fluctuations spread out in all directions with the ancestral land of the Wuliang Sword Sect as the center.

This was simply like a supreme divine sword suddenly awakened from its slumber. All creatures within hundreds of millions of miles were terrified to the extreme.

The movement caused by the Wuliang Sword Sect's Wuliang Sword Formation was too great. It was Wuji-level sword power, and all the strong men in East Ji could feel it.

"what happened?"

In the imperial capital of the Dongyue Dynasty, the top floor of the Changsheng Inn has become the territory of a group of holy realm bosses.

Just when the Wuliang Sword Formation was operating, the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect had already sensed it. As the power of the Wuliang Sword Formation continued to soar, other holy realm bosses in the Changsheng Inn also sensed the power of the sword.

"The Wuliang Sword Sect is not close to here. The power of swordsmanship can be transmitted here...it's terrifying..."

Some holy realm bosses were amazed.

"That is the power of my sect's Wuliang Sword Formation..."

The face of the Master of Wuliang Sword was extremely ugly. This was the Wuliang Sword Formation. In the entire Wuliang Sword Sect, only he and the Supreme Elder could activate this ultimate formation.

Moreover, it is absolutely impossible to activate this ultimate killing formation until the sect's life and death is at stake.

You must know that this Wuliang Sword Formation was personally set up by the founder of Wuliang Sword Sect back then. It is the confidence that Wuliang Sword Sect can stand for endless years.

But now, the Supreme Elder was forced to activate the Infinite Sword Formation. One can imagine what a powerful enemy they encountered.

Soon, a sword light fell from the sky and landed on the hand of the leader of Wuliang Sword Sect.

That is the Feijian Chuan Shu of Wuliang Sword Sect.

"this……"

After Wuliang Sword Master read this legend of flying swords, his expression suddenly changed.

"Young Master, my sect is in an emergency, so I have to leave first."

As the Master of Wuliang Sword spoke, he stood up and saluted Wang Zhan.

"what's going on?"

Wang Zhan asked curiously.

"This..." The Master of Wuliang Sword hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Unfortunately for the sect, the traitors stormed into the mountain gate, forcing me, the supreme elder of the sect, to activate the Wuliang Sword Formation."

"What……"

All the Holy Realm bosses present were shocked when they heard this.

A traitor to the Wuliang Sword Sect?

Who is that?

None of the Holy Realm bosses present had ever dreamed that a great man who had disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly jumped out and stormed into the mountain gate of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

"I'm afraid that the Supreme Elder will be unable to support himself..."

The Wuliang Sword Master was very anxious.

"Okay, go ahead!"

Wang Zhan waved his hand and said.

"Thank you for your understanding, young master!"

Wuliang Sword Master then led his disciples directly out of the Changsheng Inn, then harnessed the light of his sword, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the sect's ancestral land with all his disciples.

"How is it possible that that lunatic Qing Songzi is still alive?"

The Wuliang Sword Master was shocked and anxious.

"Master, who is Qingsongzi?"

Wuliang Jianzi asked curiously.

"That's a madman, a guy who's crazy about swords."

The Wuliang Sword Master's expression was extremely solemn.

He had seen this sword madman before. This was his master, the previous generation sword master of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and his strongest opponent for the position of sect leader.

In the end, the previous sect leader won, and Qing Songzi left the Wuliang Sword Sect, and then he did something earth-shattering and disappeared.

Everyone thought he died at the hands of Emperor Wuchuji.

Back then, Wuliang Swordmaniac challenged the Wuchuji Emperor with one sword and one man, causing a sensation in the entire East Ji.

"Shall we join in the fun too?"

On the top floor of Changsheng Inn, Wang Zhan glanced at all the Holy Realm bosses present.

"this……"

"Young Master, we are about to enter the Demon Sealed Land. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to leave now."

"Yes, young master, you have collected so many spirit beads, and you have also announced the time of the demon sealing battle to the monks in the city. If we break our promise, it will cause dissatisfaction among many people."

"Yes, those monks who bought the tickets may cause trouble!"

The big guys from the Holy Realm present said nothing to me, but they didn't want to go to the Wuliang Sword Sect to join in the fun.

They were not afraid of offending the monks who had bought tickets to watch the Demon Sealing Battle, but they were afraid of joining in the fun, and if they were accidentally affected, they would die.

It’s okay not to join in the excitement.

The Wuliang Sword Sect's Wuliang Sword Formation is a world-famous killing formation. Once affected by the sword formation, even the Holy Realm bosses will be instantly reduced to ashes.

"Well, what you said is not bad. Those guys are all Gods of Wealth. If I offend them, who will give me the spirit beads?"

Wang Zhan thought of this and made up his mind, making money was more important.

"Tch, a bunch of sanctimonious guys, they say you are cowardly, but you are cowardly, and they use various excuses to cover up your cowardice. I really look down on you."

At this time, a figure strode in from outside.

"..."

The saintly realm bosses present immediately lost their dignity.

"You damn fat man, what are you talking about?"

"Who is scared?"

"The Battle of the Gods is extremely important. If we don't deal with the strange demons in the seal, if the strange demons escape, countless creatures in the entire East Pole will suffer."

"Anyone with a brain knows what is important and what is important."

A group of saintly realm bosses directly angrily attacked the visitor.

"Haha...hypocrisy!"

The visitor laughed and said.

"you……"

All the saints' noses were twisted with anger.

"Fat Master, why are you the only one back? Where is my master?"

Wang Zhan ignored this and asked directly.

"How do I know where he went?"

The fat man went directly to the empty chair next to Wang Zhan and sat down, crossing his legs.

"Fat Master, where is the excitement in the Wuliang Sword Sect? Why don't you go join in?"

The ancestor of Zihuo sneered.

"Yes, Fatty loves to watch the fun most."

The Holy Lord Jiuxuan agreed.

"You don't need to provoke me, I will go to the Wuliang Sword Sect to watch a show later."

Fatty is not in a hurry either.

"By the way, brother Wang, is Long Qianyou back?"

The fat man asked. He didn't take these big men from the Holy Realm in his eyes at all.

"Long Qianyou?"

Wang Zhan was a little surprised. Why did this fat man want to find Long Qianyou?

Aren't he and Long Qianyou mortal enemies?

"It seems she hasn't come back yet."

The fat man thought thoughtfully, Long Qianyou was chasing the Nether Demon Phoenix that escaped from Dongji Divine City that day, and that was a ruthless character possessed by a strange demon.

It's hard to say whether Long Qianyou can beat that demon phoenix.

"In that case, I'm going to go!"

The fat man just slapped his butt and left.
To be continued...