The holy land of the elves!

Bing Xin and the elf queen walked side by side, and along the way, those elf guards who were respectfully kneeling did not notice the ruddy and attractive appearance on their queen's face at this time, how rare it was, like a rare beautiful scenery, but only Bing Xin could appreciate it.

The two of them walked to a pale golden door of light.

Suddenly, the Elf Queen stopped and smiled intoxicatingly, "Bingxin, I won't go in with you this time." ”

The voice was very gentle, which surprised the guards on both sides slightly.

Bing Xin smiled and nodded, the holy land of the elf clan naturally needs the permission of the elf queen to enter, but the permission is that the queen personally leads, but the elf queen can lead in person, and since ancient times, there is only the high priest.

"My Majesty, then please wait a moment, and I'll be back when I go. Bing Xin said with a wicked smile, his voice full of ambiguity.

The elf queen glared at the beautiful man who was smiling with slight anger, raised her slender hand and made a slight action to "drive away" Bingxin, and then, her elastic rosy lips opened slightly, "Go!"

Bing Xin nodded, turned his back to the light gate, and smiled as he retreated step by step into the light gate.

The moment the ice heart disappeared, the elf queen was lost in her heart, her eyes were slightly distracted, looking at the place where the light gate ice heart disappeared, she began to be stupid, completely looking like a girl thinking of spring.

Inside the light gate, Bing Xin watched the-like elf queen disappear in front of her eyes, and she was also reluctant for a while, touched her soft and smooth chin slightly, and smiled wryly.

Turning around, an endless sea of colorful flowers is introduced into the eye, like a fabulous colorful world, and a fragrance of flowers comes to the nose, refreshing people's hearts.

"Xiaolu, Yao'er, I'm here!"

Bing Xin smiled slightly, she had just won another queen, but thinking of Xing Yao, who had a cold little face like Zhuqing, Bing Xin suddenly remembered the beautiful wives of the god realm.

Taking the first step, the faint flower trembled slightly, there was obviously a path, but Bingxin wanted to pass through the thousands of flowers.

Wherever Bing Xin passed, the flowers trembled slightly, without the slightest damage, and Bing Xin was like a light butterfly.

After walking for a while, the water source of the sea of flowers, on a green grass, sat six people who were meditating deeply, among the six people, only two men, and the other four were all beautiful and charming women.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze blew the small lake, causing ripples.

"It's time to wake up!" Bing Xin couldn't bear to interrupt when he looked at this beautiful scene, and muttered.

"Break!" whispered as he looked at the delicate mature woman in the ice-blue magic robe, as well as a cold female assassin.

A divine order shook the six of them, and Bing Xin felt that the aura that was still gathering around them suddenly dissipated.

The six of them all opened their eyes in unison, and this time their cultivation seemed to be like sleeping and having a long dream.

"Bad guy, it's back, how long have we been cultivating!"

Looking at Bing Xin, who looked evil, Lin Jialu stretched her willow waist, and then, with a pair of Hao hands, pinched her thin waist and asked Bing Xin like a wife.

Xing Yao looked at it, and the cold and pretty had an imperceptible smile, and moved closer to Lin Jialu.

"Yes, Commander, how long has it been? It feels like I've just slept for a while!" Qiulan also asked, stretching her thin waist while twisting her neck slightly.

Bing Xin walked to his royal magician, holding Lin Jialu on his left and Xing Yao on his right, feeling the soft feeling coming from his hand, Bing Xin spoke: "It didn't take long, it's almost five years!"

"Just... Five years... That's it!"

As soon as Bingxin's words came out, the six people exclaimed, and the one who responded particularly loudly was the pastor Qiulan, whose voice might not even be comparable to Jiang Lingtian.

Five years is just a blink of an eye for Bingxin, and it is indeed only five years for them.

"It's okay, Xiaolu, congratulations, you have broken through the 500,000 mark and reached 600,000 spiritual power. Ignoring their surprise, Bingxin began to celebrate the achievements of the past five years for them.

In five years, they have all been more or less promoted by three or two levels, which may be abnormal for ordinary geniuses, but with the holy land of the elven clan and the guidance of the ice heart, this progress is still slow.

Feeling the abundant spiritual power, Qiu Lan was also overjoyed, staring at Bing Xin with expectant eyes, and asked, "Leader, what level are Ling Tian and I at now?"

"You, the same as Xiaolu, but Xiaolu broke through one step earlier than you, Ling Tian, 400,000 is at the peak, you need to work hard!" Bing Xin looked at this funny couple, maybe, among a man and a woman, there must always be a quiet listener, obviously, Jiang Lingtian is the quiet one.

Bai Xiaomo listened to this terrifying ascension, 600,000 spiritual power, 400,000 spiritual power, or the peak, she also wanted to know at this time, what realm she had reached after 100,000 levels.

Meimu glanced at her fiancé, Wang Ying seemed to know her thoughts, gave her a reassuring smile, and did not speak, he knew that the head of the regiment would definitely tell them.

"I... It's also 600,000 spiritual power!"

Qiulan listened to Bingxin's words, and seemed to think that she was dreaming, what kind of realm is that realm, what kind of realm is it, and she actually stepped into it like this.

"Four... 400,000 peaks!"

Jiang Lingtian also muttered, he was still a little careful in his heart, and his joy flashed and calmed down again.

Bing Xin looked at Jiang Lingtian's changes, and also nodded, it seems that men with little girlfriends have much more delicate hearts.

Jiang Lingtian's thought at this time was that he knew his own talent, and even he had half a foot to step into the level of 500,000 spiritual power, so except for Bai Xiaomo, the rest of the people might have entered the 500,000 level.

Next, Bing Xin also reported the cultivation results of Xing Yao and Wang Ying, they were both powerhouses at the level of 500,000 spiritual power, and as for Bai Xiaomo, she had also reached the level of 300,000 spiritual power and comprehended her explosive plant realm.

"Although the strength has improved, but the actual combat has not improved, this time, let Xiaoyu and them compete with you, if you win, then you don't need to train in the future, otherwise, look for a mirage, the poisonous lady and the three demons of the blood cloud will beat you for another year!" Bing Xin smiled playfully, looking at Lin Jialu, who wanted to swell again, and looked like he had itchy hands because of the increase in strength, and said.

Xiao Yu, this white peacock, has been raised by Bingxin for five years, and he has gained a lot of weight, and his strength is about 800,000 spiritual power.

Looking at the joking Bingxin, Qiulan and their hearts sank, they have Lin Jialu and Qiulan, two 600,000 spiritual powerhouses, come to think of it, this peacock should have 700,000.

Everyone thought of the tragic appearance of being abused by a bird before, this task, they took it, not for anything else, to avenge? Forget it, for Bingxin's sentence: No need to train!