The sea of fog in the star field, the Western Immortal Realm, reappeared in the world after six hundred years, and one by one the figures swept to and stepped into it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info] Eight ] Eight ] Eight ] Read] Book, .2√3.¢o

The vast and abnormal fairy world, into the eyes, a desolation and desert, the breath of the years, rushing to the face, makes people feel emotional.

The powerhouses from different big stars appeared, and immediately tacitly avoided them, and when there was no direct conflict of interest for the time being, no one wanted to make enemies of each other.

Qi Huan and the four people also came, as soon as the four sons of Momen appeared, they attracted the attention of many people, the strength of the Momen master, many people know, Momen naturally became the object of attention of many strong people.

"Go separately to search, there is a secret method to warn" Among the four people, the man in yellow spoke.

"Yes"

Qi Huan and the other two nodded in response.

The four separated, each swept in one direction.

"The Four Sons of Momen, Fun"

The old man in Mai with the little boy appeared, looking at the four people who were walking separately, and an incomprehensible smile appeared on the old man's face.

After a while, the distant Luan roared, the sun was covered by the sun, and the powerful coercion descended on the fairy realm.

In the eye, among the five women with extraordinary temperaments, each of them has a cultivation of the Great Perfection or above, and two of them have even entered the immortal.

The amazing sight immediately attracted everyone's attention and shocked their faces.

"This is not the inheritance of the Hongluan Star Field"

Strange breath, unfamiliar faces, never seen before, never heard of, everyone forced the shock in their hearts, looking for the footsteps of the fairy fate, and counted the points faster.

Even the inheritance of other domains has sent people here, and this time the opening of the Western Immortal Realm may cause a terrible bloody storm.

Half a day later, the void rolled, and Ayaluo Zhen and Ning Chen appeared, which once again attracted the attention of many people, and the six sons of Momen appeared together, which was really an extremely rare situation.

"Six sons are all here, it seems that the Lord of the Ink Star is determined to obtain the Immortal Sword" A Supreme Realm man looked at the two people in the distance and spoke.

"It's not that easy, let's not talk about whether the fairy sword can be found, even if it is found, there are so many top powerhouses, and it is not a simple matter for Momen to seize the fairy sword" Next to him, another human supreme responded.

"At least, Momen is the most promising inheritance, the eighth, third, and fifth Momen are all powerhouses who have stepped into the Wonderland, and with the other three, they are almost unstoppable," the man who spoke earlier continued.

"Let's wait and see, I have a feeling that this fairy sword battle will be unprecedentedly tragic"

Rumble!

Just as the two were talking, the heavens and the earth in the distance rumbled and shook, the sound of the great battle came, the aftermath shook, and pieces of the void collapsed and spread.

Xianyuan!

The unconcealable aura fluctuations were so rich that the closest group of people were shocked and immediately rushed over.

Ning Chen, who was about to leave in the opposite direction, stared at each other and stopped.

Without hesitation, Ning Chen took Yin'er and quickly swept towards the place where Xianyuan was born.

"Nine Senior Brothers"

Ayara was really startled and called.

The galloping black clothes did not stop, and his figure flashed, so fast that he surpassed everyone in a few breaths, and swept towards the center of the big war.

In the battle, a woman in Xiayi and an old woman fought fiercely, the old woman's breath has reached the realm of great perfection, and the woman in Xiayi is also not weak, dancing like a flying fairy, and her charming face is even more attention-grabbing.

Not far from the two of them, the ups and downs of the stone formation rotated, among them, the mountain-like immortal source exuded an amazing aura, there were thousands of them, and vaguely, the power of the law vibrated and forced people to go crazy.

Outside the stone formation, the battle for the immortal source is becoming more and more white-hot, and the aftermath is coming, and the space continues to collapse, eliminating the invisible.

Surprised by this moment, the black clothes passed, a sword broke through the stone formation, and turned his palm towards Xianyuan.

"Presumptuous!"

The expressions of the old woman and the woman in Xia Yi changed, and they held Haoyuan in their palms and stopped the former.

However, the black clothes were like illusions, and they stepped in strange steps, flashing the attack of the two in an instant, and waved their hands to collect all the immortal sources.

The sudden variable, the old woman and the woman in Xia Yi were angry in their hearts, and without saying a word, they attacked the young man in black in front of them.

There was a loud shock, the sword blade blocked the double strength, and the figure took advantage of the situation to withdraw a few feet, not in love with the battle at all, and wanted to retreat.

Suddenly, a powerful palm slapped from behind, blocking the back road.

Ning Chen looked back, swung his sword to disperse the strength of his palm, and looked at the woman in green who appeared in the battle situation, her deep eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Return to Xianyuan, spare you from death," the woman in green said coldly.

"Come"

Surrounded by three people, Ning Chen crossed the sword in front of him, and said lightly, "The immortal source is in my hands, and if you have the ability, you will take it."

Rampant words, cold and arrogant, in this fairy world where the weak eat the strong, only the winner is king, there are no rules, and the demon no longer needs to hide his true nature.

Yin'er held the former's left hand with both hands, took a half step back, hid behind him, and obediently said nothing.

In the face of provocation, the three of them became even more angry, stepped forward, and joined forces to attack.

The three of them arrived, and Ning Chen's hand was swung around, first of all, the sun was true to martial arts, and in an instant, the power of the extreme yang was excited, and the mighty yang power came out.

With a bang, the three of them retreated together, the extreme yang entered the body, and the qi and blood surged.

"Too weak"

The demon who is as immobile as a mountain, the mockery in his eyes is not concealed at all, and the blade of the sword is cold, declaring the madness of the demon.

After a short confrontation, one by one strong men arrived and waited for the battle.

A clear situation, three against one, no need to guess, you can understand the difference in positions.

When the battle situation started again, in the distance, a white-clothed figure with an extremely powerful aura walked forward, and after a few steps, he swept to the battle situation, saw two fellow doors, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Senior sister, Xianyuan was taken away by him" The beautiful face of the woman in Xia Yi could not hide her anger, and said.

The woman in white frowned slightly, looked at the young man in black in front of her, and without saying a word, her figure flashed, turning into Tianluo with her slender hand, and buckled the latter's pipa bone.

"People of the Spiritual Void Star Domain, you have crossed the line"

At this moment, the silver hair fluttered, appearing in the battle, the sun shook the sky, and slammed the palm, blocking the woman in white.

"The eighth son of Momen, worthy of his name," the woman in white retreated, and said lightly.

"Reputation," Ayaro said calmly.

"Caining, Baguio, let's go," the woman in white commanded, turning to leave.

When the two women heard this, they reluctantly glanced at the young man in black in front of them, and immediately stepped forward to follow.

Not far away, all the strong onlookers saw Ayaluo Zhen intervening again, and they all sighed in their hearts, although they didn't want to, they could only leave.

A strong man in the late stage of the immortal realm, in this immortal world, almost no one is invincible, and offending such a strong person for a few pieces of immortal source is more than worth the loss.

"Senior brother, let's go too," Ayara said.

Ning Chen nodded, waved his hand to put away the blade of the sword, and led the little girl to follow.

"Ning Chen, that sister just now, can you fight now?" On the way, Yin'er shook his big hand and whispered.

"I can't beat it," Ning Chen said honestly.

"What should I do if Sister Aya Luo doesn't have time to make a move, your identity can't be known by others" Yin'er was a little angry and said.

"Run"

Ning Chen said as a matter of course.

“……”

When Yin'er heard it, the difference was not choked to death, thought about it, broke free from the big hand, ran to the front, took the silver-haired woman, and said in a coquettish voice, "Sister Ayaluo, the people here are so fierce, Ning Chen's cultivation is too low, he can't beat them, can you protect us?"

Ayaluo Zhen looked stunned for a moment, a little unaccustomed, but still nodded lightly and responded.

Seeing this, Yin'er smiled, and her beautiful little face was even more cute.

Seeing the little girl's innocent smile, Ayaro Zhen's slightly cold face also eased a lot.

After accompanying the woman for a while, Yin'er quietly ran to the back and took the big hand again.

"I'm not afraid this time," Yin'er looked up, grinned, and whispered.

Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's hair, looked calm, and didn't say anything.

This girl, the more she learns, the more she gets more and more ghostly.

Just when the three of them were looking for the traces of the fairy sword, in the opposite direction, two figures walked side by side, the woman in the Guanghan skirt and the man in red, the talented woman, looked so right.

Suddenly, the ground in front of them rumbled, and arrows rushed out of the ground and swept towards the two of them.

The man in red stared, and with a wave of his right hand, a jet-black sword manifested, and with a swing of the sword, thousands of arrows shattered.

The arrows shattered, the earth still shook, and in an instant, thousands of arrows burst out of the air, forcing souls to die.

At the moment of crisis, the man in red took the woman next to him, quickly withdrew, avoided the sword light, and immediately slammed a sword into the ground, the sword flowed vertically and horizontally, and the land collapsed and fell.

In the dust, a rusty ancient chariot appeared, and the huge metal body exuded a chill, making people feel a chill behind their backs.

The chariot was extremely tall, several feet long and wide, with a green rust all over, and countless runes were engraved on the mountain-like body, looming with a faint light, constantly absorbing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Bronze Chariot" Hongluan Wang Maiden's eyes narrowed and said slowly.

"Hehe, this thing is good, my old man wants it"

At this moment, in the void, the old man's laughter sounded, and an old man in linen walked out with a little boy and stretched out his hand to reach out to the Qinglong chariot.

"Remnant Red"

With a whisper, the red clothes moved instantly, an extremely fast sword, an extremely fast shadow, and a sword dyed vermilion.

With a stabbing sound, the clothes were torn, and the old man's outstretched arm, blood gushed out and sprinkled on the ground.

"Oh, I'm underestimating you."

The old man in sackcloth looked sinking, his figure moved, and his dry palm slammed out with the power of ten thousand jun.

The red cloth swung his sword, and with a bang, it shook Wan Jun's palm.

The palms and swords collided, each took half a step back, the sword momentum in the red-clothed hand turned again, and the phoenix behind him appeared, the sword moved, and the wind and clouds were chaotic.

The phoenix is extremely fast, without a trace, and the sword is urgent.

The old man in sackcloth blocked a sword, hit a sword, and his palm sank like a mountain, and he fell again.

However, the red-clothed instantly drew his sword and withdrew, avoiding the power of his palm.

"Difficult Boy"

Seeing that his opponent was extraordinary, the old man in Mai smiled coldly, and his palm suddenly turned and slapped at the woman not far away.

The woman was in danger, but the man in red did not show the slightest panic, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth was clearly visible.

"Ghost slave, after escaping from the Red Luan King Realm, don't you remember what your master looks like?"

The palm power was approaching, and the Hongluan princess said lightly, raised her hand to fix the wind and clouds, and immediately slapped a palm on the old man's chest, reflecting the blood in her eyes.

"The Red Luan Royal Family"

The old man in sackcloth snorted, his eyes were full of horror, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly retreated with the little boy beside him.