"You're not Beichen!Who are you!" Yuan Xuan was very indifferent, daring to break into Qingcheng Mountain so strongly, if it weren't for this Beichen arrow, he wouldn't have said much to this person at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you the fate of extinction?" The man carefully looked at the fate of extinction for a long time, under the white robe, there was a looming darkness, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, "In the north wind, it is Beichen's younger brother!"

"Beichen's younger brother?" Yuan Xuan looked at this man, his eyebrows were indeed somewhat similar to Beichen back then, but the temperaments of the two were completely different, especially when he saw the anger under the man's white robe, he felt that this person might not be good, "I don't know what Your Excellency is doing in Qingcheng Mountain!"

"I was entrusted by my brother to hand over a letter!" Beifeng said affirmatively from the words of fate, "It seems that what my brother said is right, you know your brother!"

"What about the letter?" Yuan Xuan was very calm, but his heart was already churning waves, ten years, he was no longer the ignorant young man he was at the beginning, with Rong Gu, even his appearance had changed, according to what this person said, Beichen could still recognize himself.

Seeing that Yuan was extinguished, Beifeng pointed to the Beichen arrow in Yuan Xuan's hand, and said, "That's the letter!"

Yuan Xuan stared at the Beichen arrow feather in his hand, wisps of light wrapped around the surface, Yuan Xuan lightly swiped, the light broke, the thick sealing power dispersed autonomously, and the entire arrow body began to melt, glowing with dazzling light, pulling out a rusty token.

At this moment, the gaze of the north wind on the opposite side changed suddenly, and a thick aura emanated from under the white robe, and it was a palm against the extinction.

"What do you mean!" Although Yuan Xuan was observing the arrow feathers in his hand, he did not relax his vigilance against the north wind, and in the face of this sudden attack, he also made a fist mark.

"Bang!" a fist and a palm collided in the sky, and the strong concussion dispersed the surrounding clouds.

"The outside is strong and the middle is dry, it seems that the so-called rumors in the Central Plains are not credible, I wonder if I am looking for the wrong person!" Beifeng said indifferently, "I didn't expect you to be so weak!"

Yuan Xuan's face changed, and a magic staff appeared in Beifeng's hand, condescending, with an unusually fierce momentum, and the aura in his body gathered above his head, forming a mysterious totem.

"Taking the world's anger as the foundation and taking it for your own use, does this witchcraft really open up another kind of cultivation system!" Yuan Xuan stared at the mysterious totem, his eyes glowed with strange colors, this totem, he had also seen the Seven Killings cast, and the momentum was obviously different.

"Someone asked me to weigh your strength, if you can't even resist this move, then I think I'm really looking for the wrong person!" Beifeng's face was indifferent, although there was no killing intent, but the magic seal in his hand did not stop at all, and on the top of his head, the totemic eyes sprayed thick flames, turning into a dragon, and rushing towards the edge.

Yuan Xuan smiled, such an arrogant person who didn't take him in his eyes, he was still the first time he saw it, his fingertips Sumeru Ring glowed, put the token in, and sneered at the north wind: "A person who is too arrogant is stupid!"

"Roar!" The palm of the Yuan Annihilation flipped over, and the Sword of Broken Love appeared in his hand, which also turned into a fire dragon and greeted him.

A strong impact sound sounded in the air, and the hard flames between the two dragons continued to fall, turning into little flames and dissipating into invisible.

Below, Ye Zishi finally stabilized the enchantment, and the first one flew towards the battlefield above.

"You're just like that!" A trace of disappointment flashed in Beifeng's eyes for the battle with fate, "Even I and you are so hard, let alone him!"

Yuan was silent, his eyes bloomed with golden light, and he was still full of confidence with only three successes left, finding an opportunity, the dragon body dissipated, took a step back by itself, and on his forehead, a word of extinction appeared, pressing down towards the dragon.

"Roar!" the dragon roared, and the blue light continued to dissipate under the pressure of the word seal, and finally only a ball of essence remained, fleeing back to the totem's mouth.

The fate did not stop, the cold gaze was fixed on the north wind, and the golden word mark followed the essence, and suppressed it straight towards the totem. He wondered what the mysterious totem was.

Beifeng's face changed, he didn't expect that Yuan Xuan would have such courage and dare to make a move on the totem. hurriedly ran the power and blessed it.

Totem transformation, one will be like a sword, one will be like a human form, under the suppression of the word print, it bursts out with a strong rebound force, and forcibly collapses the word "extinguish".

"Ahem!" Yuan Xuan shook violently, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, staring at the top of the north wind's head, the gradually disappearing totem, and his face became unusually solemn.

The north wind on the opposite side was not good, and there was a noticeable crack in the body, and the palm print on the chest cracked again, spraying out several pieces of blood. But like Yuan Xuan, he still stared at each other, his mouth was firmly closed, and he forcibly swallowed back the blood that was about to be spit out.

"How did you do that?" Yuan Xuan stared at the north wind with strange eyes, "The one just now is not your own power at all!"

"I really underestimate you!" Beifeng suppressed the injuries in his body and said coldly, "But since you have received the order of the Witch God, then I think you will definitely see you again in the wilderness!"

Beifeng glanced at Ye Zishi and the others who came from behind, and left quickly.

"You're injured!" Ye Zishi stepped forward, and his strong spiritual power penetrated into Yuan's body, helping him stabilize his injuries.

"I'm fine!" Yuan Xuan shook his head, his heart was turbulent, and when he saw that Ouyang Shaohua and the others were going to pursue, he shouted loudly, "No need to chase!

A group of people all had doubts, but they didn't say anything, and it was inconvenient for them to ask, so they had to return to Qingcheng Mountain.

In the Hall of Despair, a person silently took out the token, rusty, but it could be seen that it was made with exquisite quality, and a grimace demon was engraved on it, fluttering its wings, and smiling hideously at a group of displaced people.

"Why did the person who received this token have to go to the wilderness?" Yuan Xuan was very puzzled, it was also because of this token that Master Tuke did not hesitate to resign from the position of the sword-wielding elder and hurried to the wilderness, why did all this be?

"In today's situation, there is no necessary reason, I will not travel rashly!" said to himself silently.

"Knock!" came a knock at the door.

"Come in!" said Fate Extinction, putting away the witch god's order.

Ye Zishi and Ling'er walked in.

"Senior brother, what's going on!" Ling'er asked.

"It's nothing!" Yuan Xuan glanced at Ye Zishi and said lightly, "You don't have to make a fuss!"

"Say it, don't hide it from us!" Ling'er asked, "We can all share it together!"

Yuan Xuan looked at these two people, and with a thought, he took out the witch god decree again.

"Witch God Order!" Ling'er held it in his hand and observed it carefully.

"You know that, too?" asked Yuanxuan.

"Originally, I didn't know, but when the sword-wielding elder left, I heard Master mention it!" Ling'er said while looking at the token, "It is said that there is a tribe in the wilderness, named Shiwan, thousands of years ago, there was a very powerful person, and then for some reason, it was sealed, because its witchcraft surpassed any person in ancient and modern times, so later generations called it the witch god!

"It's just a seal, isn't he dead?" asked Yuan Shu rhetorically.

"Where do I know this!" Ling'er glanced at her, "That's what Master said, who knows if you're dead or not!"

"Eh!" Yuan Xuan responded, looked at Ye Zishi, and asked, "What do you think!"

"I don't know!" Ye Zishi shook her head, picked up the witch god token from Ling'er's hand, looked at it again and again, and said, "This token is strange, it seems that there is still a seal that has not been broken!"

"Then you try it!" Yuan Xuan was stunned, he didn't expect that there was any formation, and even he hid it.

"I'll try it! Get out of the way! This seal is very hidden, it must have been set up by someone with extremely high cultivation in the formation realm!" Ye Zishi stood in the open space, his hand filled with blue light, and he made a seal of power against the token.

"Smack!" The seal was broken, and the Witch God Order seemed to come to life, detached from Ye Zishi's palm, and hovered in mid-air on its own.

"The most important thing in this formation is concealment, so once it is discovered, it will not be difficult to break it!" Ye Zishi explained while looking at the extinction, "It's just that the last link still needs a person's essence blood!"

Yuan Xuan nodded, and with a finger, a drop of essence blood shot into the Witch God Order, and the Witch God Decree glowed, manifesting a familiar figure that could not be cooked.

"Sword-wielding elder!" Ling'er shouted in surprise.

Yuan Xuan is also very excited, ten years, the master has aged a lot, dressed in black, with a dark red scimitar around his waist, I don't know what he has experienced, but in terms of temperament, it is much more gloomy than back then.

"Division... Father!" Yuan's voice was as small as a mosquito, he didn't know if he was still qualified to call him Master, maybe because of the passage of time, people's hearts have changed.

"Don't speak, it's just a mark left by me in a hurry! Only your blood can activate it!" Tuke said lightly, "If it weren't for the safety of the Central Plains, I wouldn't risk leaving this mark!" There will be chaos in the wilderness, and all signs indicate that the witch god is likely to be alive, and a group of people are moving towards this goal! If you can, I hope you can come to the wilderness in person, because ......"

Tuke paused, and the picture turned, revealing a woman, holding a sword full of blue light, walking forward with a pile of corpses, her face was so familiar, but the sharp eyes and fierce temperament seemed extremely strange.

"Sister Ting!" Ling'er screamed, this woman was none other than Wan Ting, who was expelled by Cangsong.

Looking at the familiar woman, doing unfamiliar things, at this moment, he really wanted to kill Cang Song immediately.

"She's in a very dangerous situation!" Tuke's voice came again, "I can't afford to care, and I ......"

Tuke was about to say something when the image suddenly vanished, and it was clear that someone had forcibly interrupted the brand. But even so, what should be said has already been said.

"Sister Ting!" Ling'er cried, and the picture was like a frozen dream, constantly hovering in the minds of the three people.

Yuan Xuan was very calm on the surface, picked up the witch god order, put it into his arms silently, looked up at the west, and said categorically: "It seems that this wild trip is inevitable!"