Guo Yi patted Zheng Zhi's heart, which was about to jump out, and said: "Senior, calm down, don't get excited."

  Mr. Zheng's face turned iron-green, and he coldly snorted: "You three are really too much."

  "What can you do to me? Can you and your two little bastards do anything to us? Come on, hit me! Come on, hit me?" Jian Yixin sneered coldly.

  Guo Yishuai couldn't help but ask SiSi: "Is everything okay?"

  Si Si tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Hitting two at once should be fine, but three would be a problem."

  "It's okay, Zheng will help you with a punch." Guo Yi raised his voice and said: "Right, senior?"

  "Hmph! I've been wanting to hit someone for a long time!"

  Mr. Zheng said that he would take action, and a yin-yang bagua print flew out of his hand, directly attacking the three major sword sects.

  "You're looking for death, and since there's no one around here, we can kill you without anyone knowing."

  Jianyi shouted loudly and swung his sword, the dragon-headed iron sword flew out from behind him, but it had only flown halfway when it fell to the ground, struck by Sisi's stick into two pieces.

  "My Dragon Abyss Sword!" The sword was chopped into two pieces with one swing of the stick, which made him extremely angry. He roared: "If you can break my sword, what kind of stick are you holding?"

  "Daydreaming, she opened her mouth and touched her little head with her hand, silly smiled: "Stone stick!"

  "My god, who are you trying to cheat? A stone stick can break a magic sword?" Jianyi didn't believe Sisi's words at all, thinking that this was an extraordinary divine artifact.

  Pouting with a small mouth, frowning, she hummed: "Who deceived you? In the past when I was in the small world, before I opened my eyes, I slept with it every day. Until later when I opened my eyes, I didn't hold it anymore, I held him instead."

  "She just treated me as a stone stick all along." Guo Yi let out a bitter sigh.

  Jianyi felt that Sisi's brain had a problem and couldn't understand what she was saying at all, but he still thought this stone stick was a divine artifact, and decided to snatch it from Sisi's hands.

  Bang!

  Jianyi hadn't even made a move to grab the stick when he was knocked out by one of Sisi's sticks, and then it was directly thrown to Guo Yao, who went on to attack someone else.

  Guo Yi's movements were extremely swift and agile, and in just a few moments, he had tied the sword up with one breath.

  Bang!

  Jian Yixin was also knocked unconscious by Si Si and handed over to Guo Yao.

  Not long after, another "thud" was heard. Jian Yi's sword was finally tied up by Guo Yao as well. Now the three major sword sects were all bound together and thrown to the ground.

  "Bang!"

  Kuo Yi was shocked and asked: "How is it that someone else has been beaten?"

  Sisi also knocked Mr. Zheng unconscious, grabbed one of his feet and dragged him over, saying: "This gentleman is not honest, he actually wanted to help the old Taoist untie the knot, I had no choice but to knock him out too."

  "Hit him well." Guo Yi also bound up Mr. Zheng Zhi.

  Guo Yi took the five people back to Gui Village after binding them, and the three major sword sects must have received the same treatment as the old beggar, being hung upside down from the old locust tree, and even higher than the old beggar.

  As for Mr. Zheng and Feng Shuangzi, Guo Yi did not put them under the big locust tree, but instead settled them in the wine shed. After all, Feng Shuangzi was beaten by SiSi until he was almost disfigured. If Ye Yuhui saw him like this, he would definitely be at odds with Guo Yi.

  A man is most concerned about his image not when he looks in the mirror, but when he sees the woman he likes. Why make things difficult for men? Guo Ye understands this principle, so he gave his senior a face to save.

  At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the blood-colored clouds in the sky had been slowly surging towards the Divine Graveyard since noon. By now, the bloody clouds above everyone's heads had completely disappeared. What was astonishing was that after the clouds disappeared, the stars and moon were revealed in the sky. The stars shone so brightly, and the moon was so round, all of which looked so beautiful.

  The clouds open to reveal the moon, which is a very normal thing, but now it seems very abnormal.

  It's been tens of thousands of years since the western part of the Nanyue Mountains has been shrouded in clouds, never seeing the sun or moon. Now the sky is cloudless, with stars twinkling and a bright moon shining down - this is the greatest wonder of all.

  The Master of Misfortune gazed out at the distant sky and sighed, "What was meant to happen has happened after all. It seems that it can't even wait until tomorrow's sunset; perhaps by the time the sun rises early in the morning, everything will be settled. The great calamity of the Ancient Mystical Realm has arrived!"

  Yin Baihe, Xuan Huangzi, Xuan Dizi, Ye Yinhui, Wu Xingtian and others all fell silent, as if they were all planning a way out for the future great calamity, hoping to find a way out.

  Some people worry, some people are happy, some people are kind and some people are evil.

  "Little brat, are you looking for death? Don't you dare not let us down! Do you know who we are?" Jian yelled loudly on the old locust tree.

  Jian Yi also known as Dao: "We are the three major sword sects of Longyuan Royal Sword Garden, with over 10 million disciples, and we are the number one sword cultivation force in the world. You're dead for sure."

  "Offend our three great sword sects, even the Heavenly King himself would not survive." Jian Yixin said.

  The three of them woke up and didn't stop talking, and the old beggar who was hanging from the tree with them suffered the most. He complained: "You three old ladies have been scolding for an entire afternoon, aren't you tired? You're not tired, but I'm tired of listening."

  Jian Yixin snorted, "The three of us, with our status and prestige, were actually tied up by a little yellow-haired kid. Once I get out of these ropes, I'll have to flay him alive, dismember him into ten thousand pieces."

  "Cut it, you think you three are some kind of heroes? Don't look around and see what kind of people are tied up here. Any one of them is more heavyweight than you three." The old beggar hummed a little tune and said leisurely: "If you three bums could untie the nine-strand dragon rope, I wouldn't have to hang up there for so long."

  The three major sword sects used all their skills but were unable to untie the nine-strand dragon rope, and in the end they could only resign themselves to fate. In their hearts, they secretly made a vow that as soon as they were released, they would definitely kill Guo Yao first.

  That night, Guo Yi stood quietly at the top of the old locust tree, sometimes gazing up at the stars and moon in the sky, and sometimes looking out at the blood clouds that were constantly shrinking outside the sky.

  This night, the entire ancient Xuan domain's immortal realm couldn't sleep. Many old immortals who were billions of miles away stood at the peak of a solitary mountain, or on top of a tall tower, or stood alone at the edge of a steep cliff, all gazing southward and quietly waiting for dawn to arrive, just like Guo Yi.

  It was a long night, and Guo Yi counted his heartbeats every moment, hoping the dawn would come soon, yet not too soon, but the dawn would eventually arrive, and what was meant to come would come.

  Dawn is usually the quietest time of day, but today it's not quiet at all.

  "Boom!"

  After a deafening roar, all the bloody clouds disappeared, and suddenly a huge coffin appeared in the sky. The coffin was pitch black, with magic beast patterns carved on it, carving of fairy beauties, carving of white bone ghosts, carving of heavenly divine instruments...

  This is a divine coffin, the entire coffin stretches for tens of millions of miles, the entire South Ridge can clearly see it floating on the horizon, emitting a heavy and oppressive aura under the moonlight.

  "Whoosh!"

  The coffin lid slowly opened under the moonlight, and a bloody waterfall poured out of the coffin, like a river of blood flowing from the ninth heaven. In the river of blood, white bones were everywhere, and corpses floated down the river, including human bodies, as well as the bodies of hundred-foot-long strange beasts, dragon corpses, and phoenix skeletons.

  This is a shocking scene, with a giant coffin suspended in the air and a river of blood flowing with mountains of corpses!

  "Boom!"

  Suddenly, a brilliant light burst out of the divine coffin, shooting up to the starry sky. The entire night instantly turned into daybreak, and a wheel of colorful clouds merged with the moon, emitting a beam of heavenly light that shot straight into the divine coffin.

  "Hiss!"

  A breathtakingly beautiful woman slowly floated up from the divine coffin, her eyebrows arched like willow leaves, her eyes sparkled with a hint of mystery, her nose was sharp and white as a peak, her lips were red and moist, her teeth shone like jade crystals, her figure swayed elegantly in mid-air, she rose slowly, bathed in the moonlight, washed her heart under the night sky.

  This is the Liu Yanran who has removed her hypocritical mask, that fairy in the sound of the zither, the banished immortal in the red dust. Her beauty can shatter the Buddhist heart of an ancient Buddha, make all women under heaven lose their luster, and turn the Taoist foundation of a long-practicing old Daoist into flying ashes.

  In the divine coffin, a faint red glow shot out, and on the moonlight above, there was also a silver heavenly light falling down. The two lights intertwined together, slowly flowing into Liu Yanran's body, making her look even more ethereal, even more beautiful, even more celestial and spiritual, with a natural and perfect bearing.

  The fairy seems to have really become a fairy!

  Everything is settled, the sky has slowly brightened, and no one knows what tomorrow will bring.