At the foot of the snow-covered Tianchang Mountain, before walking a few dozen meters, Ji Yiming and Ying Xingtian's mobile phones rang at the same time. The former received a warning message from Ou Haichao, and the latter also sent a warning from the Qianlongyuan Intelligence Department, which had detected the movements of various forces in the entire Suifenhe City.

"Is this a large-scale battle for the entire 'criminal soldiers' organization?"

Ying Xingtian snorted coldly, and directly ordered the internal software of Qianlong Yuan, which was customizing the mobile phone, so that all the members who had been prepared for a long time quickly gathered where the three of them were. Then he put away his phone and turned to Ji Yiming: "This is a battle between Qianlong Yuan and the criminal soldiers, since you haven't officially joined the organization, someone will take you away later." As for the group of criminals who only know how to pretend to be ghosts, they are willing to find death...... Let's give it a try. ”

Ji Yiming's body did not move, remembering that when Ying Xingtian rescued himself from the hands of "Sister Hong" two days ago, he still did not seem to have fully recovered from the state of running out of oil and lamps at the bottom of the ancient kiln city, and couldn't help but be a little worried: "What is your current state?"

"Do you really think that the state of a top grandmaster will be like an ordinary grandmaster who can't recover for a long time because of a depletion of internal breath?" A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ying Xingtian's lips, and the strong qi and blood and internal breath power around his body that belonged to the martial artist suddenly burst out like a substance, condensing into translucent pale flames in the air: "If you want to fight the idea of Qianlongyuan, just prepare to die." ”

In Ji Yiming's feelings, the energy around him seemed to be stronger and stronger than when he was underground in the ancient kiln city before. The thick snow and ice under the feet of the three of them even began to melt rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the snow water still "flowed" a few deep marks in the entire snow course - at this moment, the severe cold and low temperature, coupled with the long-term snow freezing, even if the torch was burned directly on the snow, it was difficult to cause such an effect.

The huge amount of martial arts qi and blood contained in Yingxingtian's body is terrifying, which can be seen from this alone.

(He's stronger...... ）

(This is ...... Are you on the right path beyond the realm of grandmasters?)

"I'd better stay here with you, and I can gain some experience even if I don't fight. Ji Yiming hesitated for a moment and finally refused: "Or you fight at the foot of the mountain, and I will go up and take a turn slowly to see if I find anything." If you're lucky, maybe when you end the battle, you'll find the former Qing Ancestral Land. ”

That's fine.

Ying Xingtian glanced at Ji Yiming, and then turned to Yu Zhenzhen next to him: "You are responsible for protecting his safety, is there a problem?"

The latter raised his hand and tied his shoulder-length hair into a ponytail with a leather band, revealing a smooth and round forehead, and the whole person instantly had a heroic and sassy temperament: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, he will be there, nothing will happen!"

Ji Yiming just wanted to say, "I don't need anyone to protect me", but Yu Zhenzhen turned his head and glanced at him with a warning look like a smile, and directly blocked the words.

All right......

The two waited in place for a while, and seeing that the members of the Qianlong Yuan battle group who had been stationed nearby continued to arrive, and the aura on Ying Xingtian's body did not decline at all, Ji Yiming finally gradually put his mind at ease, and beckoned Yu Zhenzhen to climb towards the top of Tianchang Mountain together.

It's just that except for him glancing at the smaller and smaller people at the foot of the mountain from time to time, Yu Zhenzhen, who was tied with a ponytail, never paid attention to the situation below, and took care of himself next to Ji Yiming stepping on the snow and climbing the mountain. The two occasionally touched and rubbed the back of their hands, and they could feel her delicate and smooth skin, with a slightly warm body temperature and a faint body fragrance, and the atmosphere unconsciously brought a little indescribable beautiful color.

Ji Yiming frowned slightly, and took the initiative to dodge to the side a little.

"What, I'm afraid I'll eat you?" Noticing the changes in the former's body, Yu Zhenzhen turned his face to look at him with a smile for the first time: "The body is not afraid of shadows, it's just a few touches...... You're not so conservative as a modern college student, are you?"

"Uh, I'm sorry. Ji Yiming blushed when he said it, and could only return to his original position in embarrassment: "I'm mainly afraid that you mind, do you have a good relationship with Xiaoyou?"

Yu Zhenzhen stroked a strand of hair hanging down in front of her forehead, and sneered: "Teasing you, what a silly boy." I don't know what Jiang Zhiyou's stupid idiot likes about you!As for me and 'Xiaoyou', do you believe it or not?"

Looking at the smiling and disgusting expression of this eccentric beauty, Ji Yiming let out a long breath: "Letter." ”

"Hmph...... Boring. Yu Zhenzhen rolled her eyes and continued to walk up the mountain: "It's not fun at all. ”

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More than ten minutes passed, and the Qianlong Yuan battle group, which was originally stationed not far from Tianchang Mountain, had been assembled.

More than forty middle-grade and top-grade martial artists, and Ying Xingtian, the only top martial arts master present, all of them exuded strong qi and blood around their bodies - only this was less than half a hundred people, almost more powerful than thousands of troops.

With the passage of time, some small and micro cultivators began to gather not far away, but they were all at least a kilometer or so away and did not dare to get too close to the group of evil gods of Qianlongyuan.

After a few more minutes, it was not the "criminal soldiers" organization who arrived at the scene first, but all the members of the "Yandao" who were the second to receive the news. After Ji Daoyan got out of the car with everyone, he stayed five or six hundred meters away from where Ying Xingtian was and did not continue to get closer, only looked at the latter from a distance - showing an inexplicable smile.

Ou Haichao looked around and didn't find Ji Yiming's figure, but walked over to greet Ying Xingtian quite familiarly: "Boss Win, have you decided to fight a tough battle?"

The latter had a good attitude towards this "old comrade-in-arms", although he did not explain Ji Yiming's whereabouts, he also casually exchanged a few words with him - with Ying Xingtian's cold and arrogant nature, this kind of performance can at least be regarded as a friend.

Ou Haichao felt that he had a lot of face, and explained the attitude of the "Yandao" organization towards this war, and sold it by the way: "You two can fight with confidence, and we will suppress other small organizations if they want to interfere." Even after the crippled 'torturers', Yan Dao will never intervene again, I just hope that the ruins here will have the opportunity for the two of us to develop together. ”

"We'll talk about that then. Ying Xingtian replied noncommittally, and turned his gaze to the far distance, where seven or eight Toyota Coasters with snow tires were flying in. Even if they were more than a thousand meters away, they could sense the murderous aura around the body that was almost inferior to the Hidden Dragon Abyss.

These "criminal soldiers" organized witchcraft masters, and apparently had already completed the process of inviting witches to come to their bodies more than a thousand meters away, and were ready for battle.

There was a commotion among the more than forty members of the battle group behind Ying Xingtian, and the unique aura of the martial arts cultivator fluctuated violently at any time, forcing the surrounding snow to melt into snow and broken ice all over the ground.

It's not nervousness, but the strong fighting intent that can't be restrained at all in the body, which is completely aroused by the other party.

In the Coaster car, the leader of the giant men of the "torturers" was the only one of them who had not yet invited the witch to come to his body. But he only got up from his seat slightly, and the whole car slammed down from its head position, and the shrill metal grinding sound directly caused the body of the Toyota Coaster weighing several tons to stop in place!

The remaining vehicles in the rear braked sharply in turn, and the wizards above the rank of the seventy or eighty "criminal soldiers" organization got out of the car, and stood behind the bald giant man and confronted the people of Qianlongyuan from a distance.

Ying Xingtian's gaze was fixed on the bald giant, and his clear voice sounded directly from hundreds of meters away in the air.

"Zhu Huang, this is all the existing mid-to-high-end combat power of your criminal soldiers, right?"

The bald-headed giant man known as "Zhu Huang" also crossed his gaze with Ying Xingtian from a distance of several hundred meters, and soon noticed the pale inner breath around the latter's body, which was condensed like a substantial flame.

Is this called running out of oil?

He turned his head and glared coldly at the "Red Sister", didn't pay any attention to the pale face of the sedentious woman, and turned to Ying Xingtian five hundred meters away: "Junior, haven't the adults in your family taught to use honorifics when meeting the cultivators?"

- Until now, no one still knows what kind of master this top martial arts master who was born out of thin air and quickly overwhelmed the contemporary generation, and how he cultivated to such a terrifying realm at this age.

It's a pity that in the face of this unconvincing "seniority card", Ying Xingtian has no interest in answering at all.

His body moved slightly, and without saying a word, he rushed directly towards more than 70 masters of the "Criminal Soldiers" organization more than 500 meters away. As for the members of the Hidden Dragon Yuan battle group behind him, they also didn't let out the strongest momentum at a glance and followed closely.

Zhu Huang smiled and crushed several solid color crystals in his hand, clenched his fist and struck the tattoo on his neck, and his body, which was originally two meters high, swelled up like a blow again, directly swelling to about two meters and a half. Compared to the two surrounding fellow sects who are also witch masters, it is even more than ten or twenty centimeters higher!

If it weren't for the fact that there was no change in skin color, it would be like a Hulk in a Marvel movie.

The two sides finally officially met after this simple two-sentence dialogue.

For the first time in decades or even nearly a hundred years, the great war between the forces of Chinese cultivators was finally about to start because of the disdain of one side to explain and the recklessness and arrogance of the other.

Another place a few hundred meters away.

Ou Haichao silently took out a handful of fried peanuts from his trouser pocket, stood at the front of everyone in the Yandao organization, and humbly bowed beside Ji Daoyan: "Shall you have something?"

The latter had nothing to do with him, so he could only turn his head speechlessly and raise his eyes to the sky.