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The group silently came out of the valley, expressionless, like zombies.

Even the young monks, who had just been reborn, had something indescribable in their eyes, their eyes gloomy, and the joy was gone.

The words of the two dragons are like a stick on the head, hitting everyone's heads, should everything they get belong to them?

Ye Bai was sandwiched in a group of people, and his face was not good-looking, but it had nothing to do with the past and future of the barbarians, but a guess of the task in Wu Wuya's mouth, combined with the Red Dragon Trial and the breath of spatial teleportation on the immortal island that Wen Liangyu said, Ye Bai was almost certain that they would be sent to another space to carry out a certain task, and only that kind of cross-border spatial teleportation had extremely high requirements for the strength of the physical body.

But there, where is it, the long-lost Firmament Continent, or the collapsed Hell Valley, or another space that has never been there?

Ye Bai's thoughts were flying.

The scenery on the fairy island is completely different from the Soul Continent, it seems to be a cleaner and purer shijie here, the air is as if it has been washed by rain, it is extremely fresh, the spirit grass and spiritual roots can be seen everywhere, the spirit birds are flying, and the demeanor is leisurely.

After ten years of suffering, everyone was a little shocked when they saw such a scene, compared to the bloody and filthy Xiaogu that was close at hand just now, this is simply another shijie.

The crowd didn't use the art of flying, they all walked.

Wu Wuya's steps were heavy, his expression was gloomy, and he walked in the front, exuding a stinging aura all over his body, and no one could see through what he was thinking.

The other six were also messengers. Quietly changed his eyes, Wu Wuya is not a pure barbarian blood, he was born to a barbarian messenger thousands of years ago and a female cultivator of Immortal Island, so his status is a little special among everyone, nominally the same messenger, but in fact it is the Immortal Island responsible for monitoring their eyes.

Everyone scolded the Longwu brothers in their hearts. Suddenly going crazy to uncover the scars of the barbarians, it is clear that he is provoking the relationship between them and the Immortal Island, this kind of trick can be seen by everyone, but except for the high-ranking Heavenly Machine Ancestor, there are a few people who can really not care.

The scenery of everyone on the surface is just a lackey used by Immortal Island to control barbarism.

The group walked along the path paved with cyan jade for half an hour before they reached the foot of a remote hill in the north of Xianren Island.

This mountain is somewhat similar to Bilan Mountain, where Taiyi Gate is located, under the mountainside. The mountainside is completely shrouded in thick fog, and not a single grass or tree can be seen. Even if you gather your eyes, you can't penetrate the clouds, but even your mind has a feeling that you want to indulge in it, as if there is some kind of strange prohibition on the clouds.

Wu Wuya led everyone up along the mountain path, and it didn't take a while. Halfway up the mountain, I suddenly saw two red lips and white teeth. The monk who looked like a boy was lying under the pine and was asleep, his saliva dripping to the ground, and he looked like he was humble and bowing.

"I have seen the two seniors, and I have no end to see the ancestor, please ask the two seniors to say goodbye. ”

The realm of the two boys is only in the early stage of Jindan. But Wu Wuya, who was infinitely close to the late Yuan Infant period, was unusually respectful, calling himself a senior, and the cultivators who saw it were slightly stunned, but Fei Wuxin and others were commonplace.

Ye Bai's spiritual sense told him that Wu Wuya's respect came from the bottom of his heart. It's definitely not disguised, could it be that these two people are hiding their cultivation? Or is there something else that is extraordinary?

Everyone couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Hearing Wu Wuya's voice, one of the red-clothed boys turned over and didn't move again, while the other blue-clothed boy yawned, stretched his waist, woke up quietly, and looked at everyone.

Although this person is innocent of a child, a pair of eyes are like a weathered old man, revealing the practice and vicissitudes of insight into the world, and the two completely different temperaments are blended into one body, which makes people feel strange.

"A good dream, interrupted by you vulgar things again!"

The blue-clothed boy was angry, and his tone was even more old-fashioned, and his eyes looked at everyone, revealing disgust and contempt.

"Martial Boy, are these the people who have passed the Red Dragon Trial this year?"

The boy in blue is obviously much shorter than Wu Wuya, but he can shoot two condescending gazes, and he is so fluent that it makes people hairy.

Wu Wuya said respectfully: "Exactly, the ancestor commanded that as soon as the trial is over, take them to see him." ”

The blue-clothed boy frowned, and said impatiently: "You don't have to use the ancestor to press me, that task has lasted for countless years, and none of the monks contributed by your barbarian clan have ever been completed, they are all waste, do you still expect these guys to be able to complete it this time?"

Wu Wuya's words choked, his eyes flashed a few times, and he didn't dare to refute it out loud.

The blue-clothed boy scolded a few times, and then his eyes were like electricity, sweeping over the surviving monks one by one, nodding slightly from time to time, and when he swept over Ye Bai, his eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a look of surprise and surprise, and after a few breaths, he shook his head helplessly and said: "The top spiritual realm is unfortunate, but unfortunately, it is a barbarian......"

After hearing the words of the boy in blue, the others looked at Ye Bai together, until they stared at him in embarrassment, and they didn't find anything abnormal.

However, Ye Bai secretly said in his heart, this person's eyesight is extremely clever, and he can see through the spiritual realm of his Shuiyue Mirror Heart at a glance, from this point of view, this person's Jindan early stage realm is only afraid of a disguise, and the real strength is estimated to be at least in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, thinking of this, Ye Bai is a burst of scalp numbness, the two boys guarding the mountain actually have such strength, no wonder they can suppress the barbarians for countless years.

The blue-clothed boy saw everyone's doubts, of course he wouldn't explain, took out a jade talisman, shot into the mist, and the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain suddenly surged violently, as if there were dragons and snakes dancing in the clouds, the momentum was huge, and there was no sound at all.

After a few breaths, in the white mist, a faint stone path appeared, leading from the feet of the blue-clothed boy to the depths of the mist.

"The ban has been opened by me, you guys go in!"

The boy in blue said softly.

"Thank you, senior!"

Wu Wuya saluted and led everyone up the stone steps.

When Zuihou entered, a thick fog rolled in, flooding the stone path without a trace.

Silence returned to the mountain, and another boy in red finally woke up, glanced at the depths of the clouds and mist, and the essence flashed, this person's eyes were deep, and his expression was even more solemn than that of the boy in blue.

The blue-clothed boy sighed: "Senior brother, the children of the barbarian tribe, there are many geniuses, but our monks on Immortal Island are obsessed with comfort and have no intention of cultivating, although there are a large number of cultivation resources, don't worry too much about the realm and longevity, but in the long run, I am afraid that one day I will be caught up by the monks of the barbarian race." ”

The red-clothed boy said with a complicated expression: "This situation, it's not a day or two, even the ancestor can't change it, what's the use of you worrying? I'm just afraid that if the ancestor feathers one day, our Immortal Island will no longer have the most transcendent combat power to suppress the barbarians and demon beasts." ”

The blue-clothed boy said: "Most of the cultivation resources of this Qiyuan Realm have been looted by us, and we can't look down on other things, I really hope that we can leave here immediately and return to our hometown Mingfeng Realm." Any barbarians, demon beasts, all can be ignored. ”

The red-clothed boy's eyes flashed with remembrance, and he suddenly said, "Is there any news from the second senior brother?"

The blue-clothed boy had a disappointed look on his face, shook his head and said, "He has been guarding next to the Heavenly Ruins, but Senior Brother has never come out since he entered the Heavenly Ruins, so he is afraid that he will ...... Everything points to disaster. ”

The boy in red sighed and closed his eyes.

......

Ye Bai and the others followed Wu Wuya to the top of the mountain, walked for another half an hour, and after climbing a stone staircase in Zuihou, a huge temple-like palace appeared in sight.

Nearly 100 zhang high building, rising from the ground, standing on the top of the mountain, majestic, the building itself is not gorgeous, but full of a strange sense of tranquility, the entrance of the tall palace, not half a figure can be seen.

Ye Bai could see at a glance that the style of this building was very similar to the ruins in Hell Valley. And when they arrived here, the expressions of all the messengers became more restrained, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

After entering the palace, Wu Wuya led everyone through several corridors, and then went up two floors, to a hall on the west side.

The hall led to the balcony, and on the balcony was a long, man-like monk in a gray robe with long black hair, standing with his hands upright, looking out at the horizon. (To be continued......)