Ning Yi closed his eyes and didn't lie down for long.

His palm, the pitch-black Eastern Realm Lotus Blossom Commander, suddenly trembled slightly.

"Number Nine...... The hour has come. ”

At the end of the Lianhua Changling was a strange man's voice, which belonged neither to the second prince nor to Han Yue.

Ning Yi's face was as usual, he sat up, he moved his muscles and bones, sorted out his belongings, and confirmed that his talisman and magic circle were hidden in his sleeves, which could be stimulated and shot out at the first time, and after repeated confirmation, Ning Yi carried a thick checkered sword on his back, tied the fine snow with a black cloth again and tied it to his waist, and walked out of the "Sea Erosion Holy Building".

According to the instructions of Lianhua's voice, Ning Yi drove his horse to an open area.

He saw the scene not far away, there was a huge ancient tree standing on the grassland, the leaves were boiling like flames, it was a strange ancient tree outside the northern border, called the Huaisang Fire Tree.

Under the Huaisang fire tree, there were several tall black-robed cultivators, either with long knives at their waists or with swords in their arms, all of them closing their eyes and recuperating.

These people all chose to hide their true identities, covered with a mask to show people, with different postures, and two women sitting on the trunk of the Huaisang fire tree, swaying their legs, Ning Yi glanced at it, there were nine people on the side of the ancient tree, in addition to the two women, six leaning on the trunk of the huge ancient tree, and a tall thin man, sitting cross-legged on the grassland, with a silver-white spear in front of his knee, he was the only man who showed his face.

Ning Yi could sense that among these people, the most powerful should be the silver-speared man sitting cross-legged on the grassland, who did not hide his aura and was unfathomable.

And the other black-robed cultivators who were standing or leaning on were also cultivators of the Seventh Realm, unlike the two mountain masters he had met in the Tiandu Wild Inn, the aura on their bodies brought Ning Yi a sense of "danger".

It seems that these people are all strong people that the second prince fancies.

Ning Yi silently thought in his heart, I don't know how many of these cultivators came from the Holy Mountain, and how many of them didn't dare to uncover their masks?

The second prince does have some means, and these cultivators under the ancient tree of Huaisang may even have the existence of a quasi-holy son.

This time, the task does not seem to be simple.

Turning over and dismounting, Ning Yi took out a mask that had been prepared before from his sleeve robe, which was a lion mask covering the upper part of his cheeks, and when he accompanied the girl to watch the fireworks and lantern show, Ning Yi took a fancy to the roadside stall, this mask was quite similar to that of the Lionheart Emperor, so he bought it and covered his face, which was used as a second layer of decoration on the skin.

"Number Nine...... You're late. ”

The man sitting on the ground, although he was dressed in a black robe, but he slowly stretched out a hand, removed the hood covering his head, revealing a full head of gray hair, this man was not very old, but his face was weathered, and three oblique sword scars spread from the left cheekbone to the entire face, until the right temple.

He stood up, held the silver-white spear, and said indifferently: "You can call me Zero, or Yan Shi." ”

Yan Zhi!

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, he knew what the origin of this man who disdained to hide his identity in front of him, under the three calamities and four calamities in the eastern realm, a large number of genius cultivators who followed Han Yue, among them, the younger generation, the most famous and praised, was this genius cultivator named Yan Zhi!

Silver Sparrow Swallow Advisory, South

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The mountains and fields of Xinjiang are cultivated, there is no teacher, Han Yue once pointed him out a path of cultivation, he took the most fancy road of killing, fighting in the gray world all year round...... This time on the hunting day, the geniuses of the Eastern and Western Realms, many Holy Mountain Saints should not make a move, the big names from all sides have predictions, and among the most brilliant cultivators, there should be a place for the "Silver Sparrow".

It can be understood that this gray-haired man called "Yan Zhi" is a general in the eastern realm on this hunting day.

And behind Yan Zhi, under the Huaisang Ancient Tree, those cultivators who closed their eyes and recuperated opened their eyes one by one, and the aura on their bodies was deeply constricted, and they couldn't see the calendar, but they were obviously not idle people.

The two women who were idle and bored, dangling their legs on the tree, smiled and said, "Silver Sparrow, it seems, this belated number nine...... It's not that strong, isn't there something wrong with His Highness's selection of people?"

Ning Yi turned a deaf ear and remained silent.

He held his Eastern Realm Lotus Blossom Commander's Order, vaguely recalling what Li Baijing had said to him.

The East will not accept the incompetent.

If you want to take something from the East, then you have to pay something first.......

Ning Yi understood, these words, presumably Li Baijing didn't just say this to himself, those mountains and wild cultivators, I'm afraid they will be moved to tears, and some of the children of the sect will be shaken when they get such a sentence from the prince of the Great Sui, right?

Ning Yi's gaze swept from under the Huaisang ancient trees one by one.

Beluga Lee...... What kind of batch of goods is to be intercepted, and so many geniuses are dispatched?

Yinque Yan didn't pay attention to the two people behind him, but looked at Ning Yi, who was unfazed in front of him, and said seriously: "Your Highness's gaze has never been a problem...... Since His Highness asked him to join, it means that he must have this qualification. ”

"Not necessarily. The two women sitting on the ancient tree, their voices were almost the same, and their laughter was like a silver bell swaying, but Ning Yi felt a little noisy, and the two women teased in unison: "No. 9 looks thin and small, I'm afraid he hasn't reached adulthood yet...... This is not half the size of the three, is it?"

Under Ning Yi's lion mask, he frowned.

No. 3 leaned against the old tree, the largest one, like a hill.

Everyone here is very distinctive.

The enemy does not move, I do not move, and verbal taunts are the most useless attacks.

We'll have to set off together in a while, and it's not time to fight now.

Ning Yi has never bothered to pay attention to this kind of senseless provocation, so he simply kept silent.

Unexpectedly, he pretended to turn a blind eye, but instead made the two women on the tree more energetic, swept down, overlapped their bodies, circled around Ning Yi, and mocked again: "Young age...... Or dumb, deaf, still blind?"

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, one hand was shrunk in his sleeve, he had already clenched his fist, ready to punch at any time, crushing the woman's body protection Xinghui in front of her, her cultivation was certainly not weak, this kind of cultivation method of conjoined action was mostly from the ghost cultivation of southern Xinjiang, and her own punch of the "Star Giant" would kill her, but it would definitely be able to make her two deities shattered, half-dead, and then carried out of the Heavenly God Plateau by the people and horses of the eastern realm.

Ning Yi clenched his fists, and this subtle scene fell in Yan Zhi's eyes.

The silver finch remained silent, clutching the spear,

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Gently shake the ground with the body of the gun.

"That's enough!" he frowned, "and now everyone is here...... Quiet!"

Silver Bird is a genius cultivator with a high reputation in the Gray Realm, and has been famous in the Lotus Flower camp in the Eastern Realm for a long time, and as soon as he said it, the two women who jumped up and down like "conjoined babies" died down at this moment, obediently sat down cross-legged, and listened to Yan Zhi's words.

"All ten of them are here. ”

Yan Shi looked around, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it: "I'll only say the next words...... Never say it a second time. ”

Ning Yi crossed his arms with interest.

"I believe in you, you are very confident in your own strength...... But this is not the Great Sui, no matter how powerful your background is, in the face of the primitive demon clan who can't understand human language, even if you come up with that set of intimidation and threat methods, it is useless. Yinque said calmly: "Next, we will cross the Heavenly God Plateau and go to the forbidden area for living beings inhabited by primitive demon clans, as for the final destination of this trip, everyone should also know." ”

"The game between the East and the West has already begun on the Heavenly God Plateau. However, the two Highnesses, long before the start of the hunting day, had gone to the deepest part of the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint Forbidden Zone, and the real battle had just begun....... What we have to do is to intercept the group of people and horses from the western realm who are moving forward in the 'Falling Spirit Valley', and take down the carriage of the carriage engraved with the white lotus. Yan Shi said calmly: "Mr. Ganlu's information mentions that there are several powerful cultivators in that carriage, and what we have to do is to kill them. ”

When he said the word "kill", his tone did not become heavy, but became a little lighter.

"Out of the Heavenly God Plateau, the hands and eyes of the three divisions are no longer to the sky, and they have no time to take care of it, between life and death, it all depends on their own abilities. Yan Zhi said calmly: "You guys should be cleaner and neat, hide your identity well, and don't worry about being discovered." ”

Ning Yi finally understood the reason why Li Baijing said that he could hide his identity.

Hiding your identity is a good thing for both parties.

Life and death have a fate, each by means.

Yinque paused and chuckled softly, "Although I can complete this task alone...... But if you can join me and stay with me, I think things will be a lot easier. ”

Several Eastern Realm cultivators sitting under the ancient Huaisang tree had a slight fluctuation in their expressions after hearing this.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, this sentence contained a lot of information.

The Western Realm has always been suppressed by the Eastern Realm, but in the Gray Realm, there are definitely life-and-death geniuses who can compete with Silver Sparrow...... This kind of genius who has come out of life and death will never despise the enemy and say such things......

It is very likely that he had just broken through a major cultivation realm, otherwise he would not have displayed such a strong self-confidence.

It is difficult to determine what kind of scene these long-established Ye Xiu, or the Gray Realm Combat Sect with amazing combat power, will really face off against the top geniuses of the Holy Mountain.

Maybe the Heavenly Talent of the Holy Mountain suffered some small losses at the beginning, but as long as he experienced some more tribulations, the future prospects of the two, Ning Yi was still more optimistic about the side of the Holy Mountain.

The three members of the Shinto Sword all walked out of the Holy Mountain Sect, and they didn't even bother to participate in the Great Dynasty Meeting, let alone attend this kind of hunting day that only wild cultivators would come to, they didn't have to worry about resources, and naturally had more thoughts on enlightenment.

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