The Sacred Gate

C1486 Great Desolation of Heaven



C1486 Great Desolation of Heaven

Gu Yun's hatred was like a torrential river, endless.    

    

She swore that she would find some unscrupulous person to exact her revenge.    

    

However, she was still too stupid. If it was the Ancient Spirit, it would have already found some clues and figured out who it was.    

    

Gu Yun then changed into a set of black robe s, with a black veils, her entire being became much colder.    

    

"Formation God you old trash, Formation God your useless dog of a disciple, come out, come out to die!"    

    

She went to the small sect entrance and shouted loudly. She continued to wantonly destroy everything in her small sect, and was extremely crazy.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

However, this was still not enough to dispel her hatred. She roared into the sky, causing countless cultivators to tremble with fear.    

    

Gu Ling, the old granny of the ancient race, also did not dare to ask too much.    

    

Now, all of the matters were completely screwed by Gu Yun.    

    

Dongfang Yixue of the Eastern Clan, had already succeeded in worshiping the Formation God.    

    

A year from now, the array formation competition would be incomparably critical. It was as if they had already lost.    

    

However, Gu Yun had suddenly become stronger, and her fault was not pursued by the Patriarch of the Ancient Family.    

    

On the other side, Zhuge Xiangxiang had already become an incomparably strong expert.    

    

She also brought her black veils, wearing a body of black robe, with only her eyes left behind as she inquired about Chen Mo's matters.    

    

Chen Mo and the others were brought away by the Gun King, she knew about it.    

    

Looking up and down, analyzing carefully, she already knew that Xiao Mifeng, was precisely the Prince Consort of the JUQI's gold knife.    

    

She continued to climb, and quietly arrived at the St. North City.    

    

She had heard of the matters regarding the small sects in the St. North City.    

    

When she analyzed it, there was a small sect on the road that caused the weather to change and stir up the storm.    

    

This small sect must be Xiao Mifeng's power.    

    

It had already been five days and Gu Yun was still wreaking havoc in the small sects.    

    

Outside the small sect gate, there was not a single cultivator.    

    

Gu Yun really seemed like a madman.    

    

A black robe Female flew over to check on the situation, and then saw Gu Yun.    

    

"Elder sister, don't be angry, the Bastard has already led their team to escape!"    

    

This Black Robe was Zhuge Xiangxiang. She flew over to the wall of the small sect's array stone and said a few words.    

    

The array door was broken, the array stone wall was still there, and all the cultivators that came over still had its pressure. They could only walk, not fly.    

    

Once a cultivator could fly, their level of strength would be equal to the defensive array.    

    

Gu Yun looked at Black Robe, who was dressed exactly the same as him, and immediately knew that Black Robe was very strong.    

    

Gu Yun stopped and looked at Zhuge Xiangxiang, asking, "You know Formation God and his disciple?"    

    

Zhuge Xiangxiang said: "Elder sister, I am not too sure either, but the Sect Leader of a small sect is precisely Xiao Mifeng, a top-notch Heaven's Pride, an extremely monstrous existence. Maybe Xiao Mifeng is the Array Deity Disciple! "    

    

"How do you know all this?"    

    

Gu Yun frowned and asked.    

    

Zhuge Xiangxiang said: "Sister, please follow me, I will slowly tell sister!"    

    

The more they chatted, the more interested they got.    

    

Zhuge Xiangxiang told Gu Yun her history.    

    

Gu Yun also told Zhuge Xiangxiang about what happened to him.    

    

The way in which the two's strength increased was actually the same as the fat old man's, helping them out as well.    

    

It was as if they had met a bosom friend. They immediately became sworn brothers with each other.    

    

Gu Yun brought Zhuge Xiangxiang to the ancient race, and allowed Zhuge Xiangxiang to join the ancient race. They gave him Tenth Level s as well as Ninth Level s.    

    

Zhuge Xiangxiang and Gu Yun had become the Supreme Elders of the ancient race.    

    

The new Holy Maiden was taken up by Gu Yun's twin sister, Guru'er.    

    

Ancient Xun Er did not want to take up the position, but Gu Yun told her quietly that he was no longer a virgin, and had allowed Ancient Xun Er to take over as Holy Maiden.    

    

Moreover, she was too strong, she could step down from Holy Maiden and become the Great Clan Elder.    

    

Gu Xun Er had no other choice and could only accept the position of Holy Maiden.    

    

Gu Yun and Zhuge Xiangxiang quietly came to the St. North City. They were extremely low profile and did not reveal anything, they just waited quietly for Xiao Mifeng to appear.    

    

Gu Ling was still investigating on the matter of the ancient race Elder's death.    

    

Gu Yun clearly knew that it was related to the fake Nalan Xuanyuan, but she didn't tell Gu Ling.    

    

Fifteen days later.    

    

In the morning, the Beast Mystic Realm was about to open, all of the cultivators stopped whatever they were doing and left the city, looking for the entrance.    

    

Although some of them were already past their age or had insufficient strength, and had no chance to enter the Beast Mystic Realm.    

    

However, they had to bear witness to such a grand event.    

    

Gu Yun and Zhuge Xiangxiang, also hidden in the crowd, quietly followed.    

    

They could naturally enter the Beast Mystic Realm as well, but they all knew that Xiao Mifeng would definitely bring people with him.    

    

At that time, once Xiao Mifeng appeared, it would be the best time to kill him.    

    

Dongfang Yixue, Cheng Sisi and the others were waiting for Chen Mo's main body to come out from the time acceleration formation.    

    

Chen Mo was inside the Sacred Gate.    

    

Right now, Chen Mo had already researched and mastered Martial Skills. Only when he cultivates Martial Skills could he use it for any Magical Items.    

    

However, Chen Mo felt that after the Qi came the Martial Skills, and after the Martial Skills, there were other stronger existences.    

    

The Martial Skills, was definitely not the last of its kind.    

    

However, he did not have the time to study it for the time being. He was going out to participate in the Beast Mystic Realm s.    

    

"Ling'er, bring me the treasured blade. Let me take a look!"    

    

Chen Mo knew that it was time to take the gold knife out for a look.    

    

"Good Young Master!"    

    

A ball of flame floated over, and brought a black, unassuming, and rusty large knife in front of Chen Mo.    

    

The blade was old and old, it did not have any Magical Items's aura, and a few small words were carved on it: Great Desolation Heaven Severing Blade.    

    

F * ck...    

    

Chen Mo was shocked.    

    

This blade did not look like much, but its name had the word 'Great Desolation' written on it. It was definitely not simple.    

    

"This blade, is probably the same level as the Wasteland Lunar Arch, the grade of this blade, has already surpassed the Holy Dao Realm!"    

    

Chen Mo said a few words in shock.    

    

The Second Level flame fire spirit said: "Yes Young Master, this blade is definitely a treasure blade. It looks ordinary, ugly and old, but they are all appearances, do you recognize it as your master?"    

    

Chen Mo nodded and acknowledged the owner.    

    

After recognizing him as master, and the treasured blade established a telepathic connection, instantly becoming one.    

    

In other words, even if Chen Mo did not comprehend the unity-stage of the Saber, recognizing its master would mean that he had reached the unity-stage of the Saber.    

    

Chen Mo casually cut out, and the blade flashed a white light.    

    

There was no wind.    

    

But Chen Mo felt that this blade strike had terrifying might.    

    

Chen Mo took out a Second Level longsword and threw it out, one blade slashed out, the Second Level longsword did not make any sound, and was immediately split into two, falling onto the ground.    

    

"Heavens, what a fast blade!"    

    

Chen Mo finally could not hold it in and let out a sigh.    

    

This saber light alone was ridiculously powerful.    

    

The sharpness was indescribable.    

    

Chen Mo suspected that even if he met a cultivator with immortal heart s, his blade would still be able to kill them.    

    


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