After the ancient dragon shuttled through the clouds and mist through several peaks and peaks, it came to the sky above a town built on a mountain with brilliant lights, and from the air, the hanging city looked like a giant dragon in the sky.

"Shaoxia, below is the Hanging City, it is built on a huge wind spirit stone similar to a flying dragon, so the whole town is suspended in mid-air, legend, it turns out that there is no hanging city here, 10,000 years ago, I don't know where this strange stone floated from, was captured by our ancestors, and placed their home on this wind spirit stone. Later, as more and more flying dragons settled here, the Hanging City was formed over time. ”

The Hanging City is not very large, and the old man told Ye Fengyun that he does not live in the downtown area, but in a manor in the western suburbs.

The nice thing to say is the manor, but in reality, it is more like a village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, backed by large and dense mountains and forests. It feels like a paradise. The old man also told Ye Fengyun that the Hanging City was not allowed to enter and leave at night.

So Ye Fengyun followed the old man to which mountain village he lived, the mountain village was built by the mountains and rivers, although the village was not big, but it was well organized. A winding mountain road connects all the buildings.

When the old man and the night storm jumped off the dragon's back,

"Roar," the dragon roared a few times, and did not fly away, but kept hovering above the night wind cloud, night wind cloud nodded at the dragon, the dragon's huge body continued to shrink, and finally shrank into a small dragon less than the size of a palm, hovering over the right shoulder of the night wind cloud. ”

After everything calmed down, Xiaolong also said hello to the Dapeng Bird, and from time to time communicated with the Dapeng Bird on his left shoulder.

"Let's go, old man!" said Night Storm. It turned out that the old man saw that the dragon actually obeyed the orders of the night storm, and after landing on the ground, he looked at the night storm in surprise, although he felt that his breath was by no means ordinary from the moment he saw the night storm, but he was still very surprised by the night storm and the ability to subdue the dragon.

The two walked silently along the winding and rugged path until they came to a large mansion halfway up the mountain.

The old man led Ye Fengyun to what seemed to be the largest room in the mansion, and above the door of the room was written two words "ancestral hall".

The font is simple and elegant, revealing a magnificent momentum. The old man walked straight to the ancestral hall, and Ye Fengyun could only follow.

Compared with the simplicity outside, the ancestral hall is resplendent in gold, every place is extremely elegant, the front of the ancestral hall, is a huge stepped table, the rows above are full of spiritual seats, from top to bottom, presented as a pyramid shape.

Each spiritual seat has a name and a record of the time of birth and death, and when you look up, there is a spiritual seat at the top, which reads, "The dragon god is shallow in the heavenly position"

And what is a little strange is that on this spiritual position, there is a statue, the statue is not big, it is about as high as the spiritual position, about half a meter, it is a dragon god with a golden helmet and golden armor, holding a dragon slashing knife in his left hand, the appearance is vivid, but perhaps because of a little small reason, at a glance, it has a bit of stupid taste.

The old man's first reaction after looking at the statue was to look at the night storm around him, because the statue was almost exactly the same as the face of the night storm.

The corners of Ye Fengyun's mouth twitched. Is this statue carved after me?

"Young man, although I don't know who you are, but your life experience must be related to the dragon god, this golden body of the squatting dragon god was carved by our ancestors with their minds ten thousand years ago, and almost every ancestral hall of ours has such a statue. Legend has it that our flying dragon clan is the descendant of the dragon god. The old man said.

Night Storm smiled and said nothing, and it was not a good thing to keep some things mysterious.

When it was dawn, Ye Fengyun came out of the guest room where he lived, and came to the courtyard, only to find that yesterday, the old man and himself did not enter the village, but rested in an inn at the entrance of the village.

Before the old man woke up, Ye Fengyun took out a towel to cover his mouth and nose, and walked towards the entrance of the mountain village alone, just as he wanted to walk in. Several middle-aged villagers who had just returned from farming blocked his way.

"Please get out of here, outsiders are not welcome here. It was a middle-aged man with a strong build. As he spoke, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he looked up and down at Ye Fengyun, his eyes full of surprise.

Ye Fengyun stood still and said, "Uncle, I just want to borrow the way to go to Hanging City,"

The middle-aged villager was stunned for a moment, "Go to the Hanging City, don't you know where martial law is? Who are you, and you still have a veil, are you a spy?"

You don't need to see it with your eyes. I could also feel that the villagers around me were starting to become nervous, and their hands holding the farm tools were visibly tightened. The footsteps move slightly, faintly meaning to surround themselves.

"Stand down, he's his own man. The old man came from the room and said.

When several middle-aged people heard the old man's words, they were stunned for a moment, but their emotions soon relaxed a lot, and their eyes were much softer when they looked at the night storm.

"Young man, come with me!" the old man said, and then led the night storm into the village and arranged to rest in an empty room.

After waiting for about half an hour, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, the door opened, and several men dressed in white appeared at the door.

The first person has broad shoulders and a broad back, a straight nose and a square mouth, short hair like steel needles, looks like he is about thirty years old, and the muscles hidden under the white robe are bulging, and the whole person is like a lion ready to attack, full of strong and powerful feeling.

"You're going to Hanging City?" asked the strong man in white. With a sharp light flashing in his eyes, he glanced up and down at Ye Fengyun, and there was a bit of hostility on his face in addition to curiosity.

Ye Fengyun could confirm that he didn't know this person, and he didn't understand where his hostility came from, but he still nodded simply,

The old man stood up and said to Night Wind Cloud, "I just learned that our Hanging Island was attacked by unknown creatures, and those creatures are very similar to those that Shaoxia killed yesterday, if Shaoxia hadn't killed those creatures yesterday, we wouldn't have let Shaoxia go to Hanging City." After speaking, he said to the strong man in white, "There must be no mistake in escorting the young man to the Hanging City." ”

"Yes, village chief!"

The strong man in white waved his hand to the other two companions, "Come with us." "Without extra words, turn around and go out first. Nightstorm didn't care about their recklessness.

The strength of these three people is very strong, it should be the cultivation of the Purple Wing Warrior, especially the thirty-year-old strong man at the head, he looks like he is thirty years old, and his strength is close to the cultivation level of the Black Wing Warrior, no wonder Elder Tianming said that the Dragon Clan is the most capable of fighting among the three clans of the Immortal Gate, and it is really incredible that a farmer has such a cultivation. This kind of cultivation should be considered quite outstanding even if it is placed in a large sect.

The other two looked to be about the same age as him, both sixteen or seventeen years old, and their strength was about the primary level of the Purple Wing Martial Artist.

There is no need to go to the Hanging City, but from these three villagers, you can see how strong the real strength of the Flying Dragon Clan is, it seems that you have come to the right place, and the Flying Dragon Clan is still indispensable to deal with the Wraith Clan.

Following the three out of the room, the three of them did not wait for the night to be cloudy, and at the same time spread their bodies and galloped towards the back of the village.

Ye Fengyun smiled indifferently, knowing that these people were very unconvinced by him, and wanted to test him.

The white halo on his body lit up slightly, and his body suddenly accelerated, and the person swept forward like a ghost.

Therefore, although the speed of the three people in front of him was fast, he quietly followed as if he was strolling in the court, not only did not lag behind, but it did not even affect the frequency of his breathing at all, and he always maintained a distance of about ten meters from the former.

The man in black at the head once looked back at Ye Fengyun, and when he saw that Ye Fengyun was so close, but he didn't notice it at all, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

In his heart, Ye Fengyun was a yellow-winged martial artist cultivator, far from the cultivation of his two companions, not to mention the cultivation of a black-winged warrior. classic

In addition to the shock, the speed under his feet increased again, as if he wanted to deliberately test the speed of the night wind cloud.

It's a pity that the first thing he can't keep up with is not Ye Fengyun, but his two companions, after the speed of the strong man in white at the head reaches a certain level, the two young boys have begun to lag behind a little. They also knew the competitiveness of the strong man in white, and they couldn't help but feel helpless at the same time, boss, even if you want to compare with him, you don't have to rush for a while.

Just when the two teenagers gritted their teeth and accelerated, they began to be pulled apart. Suddenly, they felt a soft force coming from behind them at the same time, and their bodies suddenly became much lighter, and their speed increased sharply, and it took almost a few blinks of an eye to recover the distance that had been left behind.

When he turned around, he saw that Night Wind Cloud was smiling at them, and it was clear that the power came from him.

The two teenagers nodded to Ye Fengyun in gratitude, and their hearts were shocked at the same time, how old is he? Not only can he keep up with the boss with his own ability, but he can even help the two of them.

You must know that we are the flying dragon clan, a race that can fly at birth, although now, because of the restrictions of the static space magic circle, we can't fly, but the body shape and body method are also difficult for other races to look down on.

Soon, a group of four people had already left the village from the back of the village, and in front of them was a mountain peak, the mountain itself was not high, but it was extremely steep, the whole mountain wall was almost perpendicular to the ground, and it was extremely smooth, there were no plants, it was actually a stone mountain.

The strong man in white led by him did not mean to slow down at all, and when he saw that he had reached the front of the mountain, he stepped under his feet, got up, and jumped straight to the mountain wall.

Ye Fengyun was slightly shocked in his heart, how could he say that the mountain peak in front of him was also more than 500 meters high, and if he didn't rely on flying, he planned to climb directly on this smooth stone wall? If he just relied on bounce, Ye Fengyun couldn't do it to himself.

After all, he also needs to borrow strength to bring out the magic of Ling Bo's microstep.

However, soon the doubts in his heart were solved, obviously, it was impossible for the strong man in white to climb directly, and when his body rose to a position of about twenty meters, his toes were a little on the mountain wall, and then he rose again.

Night Wind and Cloud stared at it, and it turned out that on this smooth mirror-like mountain wall, there was an almost transparent cloud every dozens of meters or so, which was just able to borrow its strength to go up. And if the clouds don't look closely, they won't be aware of their existence at all.

A smile appeared on Ye Fengyun's face, it seemed that the Flying Dragon Clan's Static Sky Circle was really useful, and it was difficult for people who were not familiar with this place to know that there was such a mechanism here.

Even if you have enough strength, you have to have enough courage to do it. What's more, if someone attacks on the top of the mountain, then even the strong may not be able to go up the mountain as they wish. This is definitely a barrier.

The other two teenagers also rose to their feet, and instead of being as arrogant as the leader, they cautiously and quickly leaped after them.

Ye Fengyun did not reveal himself, and always followed the two teenagers, stepping on the transparent clouds to climb up easily.

Soon, the strong man in white led by him had reached the top of the mountain, turned his head to look down the mountain, and saw Ye Fengyun following behind, and there was a little praise in his eyes, and after all three of them went up the mountain, he started again. During the whole process, he didn't say a word to Night Storm.

When I got to the top of the mountain, my vision suddenly opened up. On the other side of the rocky mountain, it is no longer so monotonous, and as far as the eye can see, there is a lot of green vegetation on the mountains ahead.

The four of them went to the mountain, one after the other.

Through observation, Yefengyun found that this mountain range is very peculiar, most of the peaks are very steep, and between the mountains, there are mountain streams. If you want to enter the mountain, if you climb up and down, it will undoubtedly produce great consumption. If you are to arrange defenses on every mountain, then you need to go through one moat after another. Even if the attackers are ten times as many as the defenders, they may not be able to attack as they wish. The terrain is a little too treacherous.

After passing through five peaks in a row, it is also the last mountain to enter the Hanging City.

Coming down from the mountain, there is a huge basin where the Hanging City is located.

"Stop, the Hanging City has been closed recently, and idlers and others are not allowed to enter. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Hanging City, the four of them were stopped by the guards.

The strong man in white stepped forward, took out a jade plaque that shone with a dazzling white light, handed it to the guard, and muttered a few words in the guard's ear.

A few minutes later, the gates opened, and the four were let into the Hanging City, which was silent and the wide streets were empty except for the patrolling soldiers.

"What are you doing, it's okay to go back to the house, don't wander around, don't you know that there is martial law in the city now?" said the patrolling soldier.

"Yes, let's go. After the strong man in white finished speaking, he made a look at them with Ye Fengyun, and a few people swept towards the alley, not knowing how many alleys they passed, just when Ye Fengyun was dizzy, several people came to the outside of a huge courtyard wall.

The strong man in white knocked on the red lacquer door, a crack opened in the door, and the strong man in black handed the white jade plaque in, and it was not a big effort, and a person who looked like a housekeeper came out and welcomed them in.

There are no pavilions inside, but it is also a castle-like building, the building is white throughout, it looks like a part of the mountain, and from the air, the manor is almost part of the woods.

The relationship with the three of them became more familiar, and Night Storm no longer kept his distance from them as before. couldn't help but ask: "This big brother, what kind of place is this, it's so hidden." ”

The man in black looked at Ye Fengyun, "This is the mansion of our Great Elder of the Flying Dragon Clan, and the Great Elder of the Shallow Xiao doesn't like to be public, so he lives in such a remote place." ”

"Oh, thanks to a few, or I wouldn't have found it. "Nightwind clouds.

"The village chief asked us to send you here, but he didn't tell us why, I wonder if you can tell us why?" asked the strong man in black curiously.

"I am the newly elected master of the Inner Gate of the Immortal Gate, the Elder Tianfeng who killed you a few days ago, and today, I have come to make amends to the Great Elder. Ye Fengyun smiled bitterly.

"The master of the door, you are the master of the door," several people were surprised and wanted to bow down, but were stopped by the night storm.

"Tianfeng is usually arrogant and unreasonable, bullying the weak, we have long seen him unpleasantly, but because of his relationship with the Great Elder, we all endured it, and the master of the sect killed him, which can be regarded as a great pleasure. A teenager said.

After some conversation, the relationship between the two people has obviously become much more harmonious. Especially the strong man in white who was the leader, seeing that Ye Fengyun was the master of the door, he didn't have a bit of a domineering appearance, and the arrogance he originally put on was gone at this time, and he affectionately led Ye Fengyun towards the inner hall.

Soon, a few people came to a boxy room in front of the huge stone building like a fortress, the main gate is as high as five meters, although it can not be compared with the Xianmen Palace, but this kind of all-stone building is extraordinarily solid, above the main entrance, the three big characters carved in the stone are vigorous and powerful, and there is a magnificent and majestic ,—— Feilong clan that is enough to confront the surrounding mountains.

In front of the main entrance, there were two rows of guards in military uniforms, one of whom stepped forward to block Ye Fengyun's way, "Please show the token." ”

"Token?" Ye Fengyun was stunned for a moment, of course he didn't know what this so-called token was, and couldn't help but look at the strong man in white with some doubts. The strong man in white smiled at the night storm and said, "They only want you to show it when they see you, this is the rule." Don't be surprised. He showed the guard the white token. ”

The guards listened to the strong man in white calling Ye Fengyun the master of the Gate, and looked at Ye Fengyun with a little more respect, but when he realized that Ye Fengyun was just a Yellow Wing Martial Artist cultivator, his originally respectful gaze suddenly became a little indifferent.

They knew that because of the fusion of bloodline and spiritual power, Ye Fengyun couldn't see the level of cultivation at all on the surface, and even Ye Fengyun didn't know what level of cultivation he was now. I only know that because of the power of chaos, I should be a little stronger than the average Blackwing Warrior cultivator.

In the world of immortal cultivators, strength often represents many things. Even though they didn't say anything, their gazes had turned weird. How could a yellow-winged martial artist become the master of the Immortal Gate, this was the biggest question in their hearts.