Yamamoto had no wisdom, but the mountain was called Yinshan. On it, some people died unexpectedly on the mountain for many years. Thousands of years passed, and the resentment on the mountain became deeper and deeper.

Tens of thousands of years later, a spiritual vein was born on the mountain. A spiritual herb was raised on the spiritual vein, but it attracted countless fighting among practitioners and fighting among practitioners, making the resentment even stronger.

Tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, I don’t know how many times such a fight took place on this special mountain, and finally a trace of wisdom was born in the mountains.

That trace of spiritual intelligence lured the creatures on the mountain to kill each other, and the cruel blood and energy turned into the root of nourishing it. Yamamoto had no roots, but used the earth as a carrier to inject spiritual intelligence into the entire mountain range.

Since then, the mountains have become more and more evil, and are called Yinshan Mountains by the world, thousands of years, ten thousand years, hundreds of thousands of years, and millions of years.

The mountain is there, but there are endless practitioners, and countless creatures die in this mountain range.

Finally, Yinshan transformed into an old man.

The mountain disappeared, but there was a big monster in the world who called himself the old man Yinshan. He went from the slightest practice of the world of cultivation to the current demon emperor.

As a demon clan, the existence of the old man in Yinshan is quite detached and is extremely special among the demon clan. It is not a celestial being, a beast clan, or a flower, plant and tree. Just like its name, the original body of the old man in Yinshan is a mountain.

Since the Demon-Slaying Sect stood on this land, the old man in Yinshan was no longer in the confinement of the Chaos Tower.

In the past five hundred years, how could the old man in Yinshan have done nothing?

"That idiot, Babies really can't figure out how much he is. How can I join the demons? I hope you all die!"

Thinking about this, a demonic power was injected into the Wind and Thunder Secret Order.

At this moment, in the Fenglei Holy Land, Fenglei Yudi felt a breath sweeping over, and a solemn color flashed across his face.

"Start the process. Although the torrent of chaos dispersed, the power that remains here in the various paths would never disperse so easily. With that secret treasure, it tear apart the Chaos Realm and lead the beasts to descend!"

The information above the secret order made Emperor Fenglei Yu feel terrified.

Their plan is very simple, almost the same as the Taoist power in other worlds, which is to devour this newly formed world. As part of the big world, if they can devour this Chaos Realm, it will affect the entire nine realms of mountains and seas.

This is an uncontrollable temptation for the paths of the nine realms of mountains, seas and the nine realms.

Five hundred years is too short for a world.

In this chaotic world, even if the human Taoist power is blessed, it will never be very powerful compared to other world Taoist powers.

This is a piece of fat meat, which emits a strange fragrance. The fat meat hanging in front of you can melt in your mouth and swallow it into your stomach.

The only problem is that this fat piece of meat is also hanging in front of others.

Whoever can seize the initiative will swallow it.

The chaotic torrent had not dispersed, and the forces from all over the world were constrained by each other. Now the chaotic torrent has dispersed, which has instead allowed the beast to seize the opportunity.

Put away the secret order, Emperor Fenglei Yu summoned his clan members, activated all the resources of several imperial clans, and began to donate a large formation.

...

On Jiuhua Fairy Peak, Zhang Yifeng was lying on the recliner, and as the breeze blew, the recliner swayed.

The courtyard is on the top of the main peak of Jiuhua Fairy Peak. The surrounding scenery is really pleasing to the eye. The rays of light are not dazzling. The flowing clouds always float past us, like a fairyland. There are a few idle bamboos and wooden houses in the courtyard, which are like a hermit's residence.

Next to Zhang Yifeng, Ling Huazi was holding a Taoist scripture in his hand and carefully reading it. Zhang Yifeng rested his head on his hands and said, "Boy, what have you felt these days?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Saint, the boy is stupid and has no insights."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head secretly.

The Nine Spirit Hua Sheng turned into this appearance, which was beyond his expectations. The dignified immortal saint has now become a little Taoist boy.

But it was a blessing, at least I saved my life.

Zhang Yifeng turned over and said, "Let's go and take you out for a walk."

In the past few days, Qing Yurou has been practicing seclusion on Mu Ling Peak for a long time. Ling Huazi's memory seems to have dissipated a lot, or in other words, the memory that Ling Huazi in front of her is only at such an old age.

This Chaos Realm has never been seen before, nor has the Demon-Slaying Sect ever set foot in many places.

Zhang Yifeng went there and planned to take Ling Huazi to the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower for some experience.

Now that I have transformed my fairy energy into the power of the human world, although I have not yet entered the realm of the immortal saint, I am afraid there is no second person in the entire Chaos Realm who can be compared with Zhang Yifeng.

On the three-fold fan, Zhang Yifeng and the others sat cross-legged towards the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower, which was closest to the Demon Slaying Sect.

"Immortal Saint, this is obviously a palm-leaf fan, why is it called a three-fold fan?"

Zhang Yifeng laughed: "I have also asked his master this question. It is said that he was the first master who refined this palm fan. When he refined it, he suffered three levels of hardships and almost failed to refine it successfully, so it is called the three-folding fan."

"I see."

The flowing clouds roared behind his ears, and thousands of scenery seemed to have doubled their speed and rushed past Ling Huazi's sight. In just a hundred breaths, the two of them arrived in front of the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower.

Now that all the immortal energy is transformed into the power of the human world, Zhang Yifeng's speed of controlling these three folding fans to control the air is naturally different from the past.

As Zhang Yifeng had just landed, Sun Donglai immediately ran out to greet him.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist, entering the late stage of the Immortal Saint!"

When Zhang Yifeng saw Sun Donglai, he felt the aura on Sun Donglai, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and bow to congratulate him.

"Where, where, I still have the blessing of Master Fengyi Peak. On that day, Master Fengyi Peak continued to break through the demon refining tower, which really shocked me. The Taoist heart that had been silent for many years also had some turbulence."

Sun Donglai had a little awe on his face. This breakthrough really brought some opportunities because of Zhang Yifeng's heroic posture that day.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to stop at the middle stage of the Immortal Saint for the rest of my life.

"I want to congratulate Master Feng Yi Peak for breaking through the holy realm and reaching the holy realm. This is a sign of the great prosperity of our human race!"

Listening to Sun Donglai's flattery, Zhang Yifeng waved his hand.

"Is the Lord Feng Yifeng coming here to buy some martial arts and magic weapons? Or..."

"I'll break into the demon refining tower again."

After the words came to an end, a look of silence appeared in Sun Donglai's eyes.

Although he had already guessed the purpose of Zhang Yifeng's trip, when Zhang Yifeng said it in person, Sun Donglai was still shocked.
Chapter completed!