I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

In the quiet forest.

Figures rose and fell among the shadows of the trees, shuttling back and forth quickly among them.

Each of them exudes a strong aura and is extremely strong.

"One, two, three, four... ninety, eleven, twelve..."

A man with his face covered with a black scarf was jumping in the woods while counting the number of people carefully.

"My goodness, how many people have received this news? The lowest level among them is already in the Xiantian realm."

The man sighed secretly.

He came here because he received a secret letter from the sect.

The letter said that someone had spread rumors in various places, saying that the Xianyue Holy Land would be destroyed within three months.

At first, everyone thought this shocking news was just a rumor.

But as the news spread to wider and wider areas, and the Xianyue Holy Land showed no signs of stepping in to stop it, someone finally couldn't hold back any longer.

They were the first to send people to seize the territory of the Holy Land of the Moon with lightning speed. When they found that the Holy Land of the Moon did not fight back as usual, the feast began.

Countless sects, like wild beasts smelling blood, pounced on the secular assets of the Xianyue Holy Land.

In just over a month, the territory of the Xianyue Holy Land in the secular world was almost completely eroded.

Even the small and medium-sized dynasties under their control began to stir and prepare to rebel against the Holy Land of the Moon.

This sudden change was almost beyond the expectations of the Xianyue Holy Land and was heading towards an out-of-control direction.

But they no longer have the energy to deal with these things.

Ten miles away from Baiyue Valley.

The warriors who came from afar showed up one after another. There were about thirty people in total, and they all gathered towards Baiyue Valley.

Most of them are from major sects within the dynasty controlled by the Xianyue Holy Land. They came here not only to seize territory, but more to test the waters.

Is it true that this Xianyue Holy Land is about to be destroyed as the rumors say?

The rest are warriors from surrounding dynasties such as Long Yuan and Dong Yun.

After all, the Xianyue Holy Land is a thousand-year-old holy land that has controlled many dynasties. Naturally, they would send people to inquire about such shocking news.

"Fatty He, do you think no one can recognize you if you cover your face?"

A burly man sneered.

Everyone followed the gaze.

I saw that the man was fat, and his large, loose robe could not cover his layers of fat.

The warrior called Fatty He just chuckled and carelessly pulled off the black scarf covering his face.

"Everyone is here for one purpose, so why hide it? Anyway, we only have one purpose, which is to see if the Moon-Bearing Holy Land is really going to be destroyed today as the rumors say."

After thinking for a while, everyone took off their black scarves.

Everyone present looked at each other, recognized many familiar faces, and greeted each other.

"I didn't expect that even Master Zhichan would come. I have admired him for a long time."

Although most of the people present hid their faces, there were some who showed their true faces, and Master Zhichan was one of them.

This man is the abbot of Liuyun Temple in the Nanhua Dynasty. He has mastered the Diamond Sutra of Buddhism to perfection. In addition, he has reached the peak of the Tiangang realm, and is also a well-known figure in the martial arts world.

"Amitabha, this Yuexuan Holy Land has been above all other sects and has been tyrannical for a thousand years. If we are lucky enough to have a great man take action to destroy it today, it will be a great blessing for the martial arts world."

Master Zhichan chanted the Buddha's name and said lightly.

"It is impossible for people of our generation to stand idly by and watch such a major event. I am here today to lend a helping hand to you, Senior."

What he said made a lot of sense, and many people nodded frequently.

"Very good, very good. Master Zhichan is absolutely right!"

"The Moon-bearing Holy Land has been rampant for so many years. It is God's will that it has suffered such a catastrophe today!"

"When the Moon-bearing Holy Land is destroyed, we will definitely announce it to the martial arts world, and all warriors of our generation will celebrate together!"

For the Xianyue Holy Land to have the status and heritage it has today, who knows how much inheritance has been plundered. It is likely that the sects of some of the people present here have suffered this disaster.

The warriors around followed Master Zhichan's words and expressed their dissatisfaction with the Xianyue Holy Land.

"Haha, I said that all bald men in the world are evil, and it's true!"

A burly man with a beard as hard as steel needles squatted on the ground and spat with disdain on his face.

"Everyone present here is here with the intention of taking advantage of the situation. How come you, a bald ass, have turned them into people of the martial arts world?"

"And you guys who are holding up the follicles, bah! Shameless!"

The faces of those whose purpose was exposed were slightly embarrassed, and some even glared at him viciously. The rough man was not to be outdone and glared back.

Some people who were not as advanced as him did not dare to look directly into the rough man's eyes and could only turn their heads away.

In this situation, the rough man looked down on everyone and laughed sarcastically.

"Okay, Zhang Laoqi, that's enough. Let's go to Baiyue Valley first to check out the situation."

A fairy-like woman spoke softly.

The rough man named Zhang Laoqi immediately put away his sarcastic expression and stopped talking when he saw the woman.

Obviously, he was quite afraid of this person.

"Flower Fairy is right. This is exactly what I mean."

After some discussion, everyone headed towards Baiyue Valley.

After just a few steps, a huge roar that resounded through the sky came from the valley ahead.

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There was a stone tablet standing in front of Yan Xiu.

The stele was completely smooth, with no inscriptions on it.

"This is actually also a first-level formation?"

Yan Xiu pinched his chin and thought to himself.

Although so far, all the formations of the Yuexian Holy Land have not been able to pose any threat to him.

However, this ordinary formation in front of him, which seemed to have no lethal power, aroused his interest.

But it only aroused his slight interest.

With a point of his finger, the stone tablet turned into dust.

At the same time, the formation was triggered.

A ray of spiritual light emerged from under the stone tablet and flowed in all directions.

As the spiritual light spread rapidly, it gradually engraved a formation under Yan Xiu's feet.

"Sure enough."

This formation was just as he thought, it could only be triggered after the stone tablet was smashed.

The wisps of spiritual light flowed at an extremely fast speed, spreading out in just a few breaths, and the range of the formation engraved was as much as ten feet.

Not only that, the moment this formation is triggered, the people inside it will feel like they are stuck in a quagmire, and their movements will slow down by eight points.

In this way, there will be enough time for Lingguang to complete the engraving of the formation.

After a few breaths, the formation under his feet was engraved and gradually burst into a dazzling white light.

And Yan Xiu also realized what this formation was.

"Wonderful, wonderful, there actually is such a thing in this world..."

Before he could finish his words, a dazzling light engulfed Yan Xiu, and then it shrank with a "whoosh" sound, and Yan Xiu disappeared completely.

And the formation also completed its mission, completely losing its luster and turning into a stone sculpture-like art.

In the Holy Land of the Moon.

Bu Zuhua listened to the sixth loud noise coming to his ears, and his expression was unreadable.

"Notify the disciples to quickly pack up the important inheritances of our sect and leave in ten days."

After finishing speaking, the elders left one after another.

Bu Zuhua's shoulders suddenly collapsed, and his soul seemed to be sucked out of him.