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But in fact, there may indeed be no tigers in the current Southern Yantian Realm, but there are still fierce beasts everywhere, and it is far from a monkey that can claim to be the king.

If there are really monkeys running rampant here, it is also a terrifying great ape king.

As a result, the Southern Yantian Realm martial artists in the Mianshan Mountain Range have tragedies one after another.

By the time the Wutong Slope of Fengyi Mountain received the news, Yan Zhao Ge had already fought all the way out of Mianshan.

The flames scorched the sky, and a huge fire phoenix spread its wings and flew high, quickly flying over the land of the Southern Yantian Realm.

Surrounded by flames, it was a huge flying divine ship, riding the nine-day long wind and breaking through the sea of clouds.

At this moment, on this Southern Supreme Riding Heavenly Boat, led by a middle-aged man, a group of Wutong Slope warriors of Fengyi Mountain all looked solemn.

Most of the locals in Mianshan don't know, but the people in Wutongpo know one thing.

A group of people from the same family, who got clues before, looked for a mysterious cave, and the direction where the clues finally pointed was in the Mianshan Mountains.

Among them, there is also the son of the Southern Supreme Zhuang Shen, the most outstanding young generation in the Southern Yantian Realm, Zhuang Zhaohui.

Ben came to the door, and the treasures that entered the door were missing, so that Zhuang Zhaohui and the others could only sigh with hope.

But who knew that he suddenly got the key, Zhuang Zhaohui and his party were overjoyed, and while entering the Zongyuan Guan Cave Mansion, they left some people to guard the entrance, and also sent people back to the mountain to report.

Who knows, but there is no more news.

Thinking of Yan Zhaoge's sudden and bizarre appearance in the Mianshan area, everyone in Wutongpo immediately had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

The middle-aged man's face sank like water, and he didn't say a word.

This gentleman's surname is Peng, his name is He, the martial saint Jiuzhong, and the top powerhouse in the late realm of Xianqiao.

Known as "King Yi", he is the same disciple of the supreme Zhuang Shen in the south, the inheritance of Wutong Slope, and the top hand under Zhuang Shen.

In the Wutong Slope lineage, in addition to the Supreme Martial Saint Zhuang Shen with the body of a human immortal, there are no longer a few other masters, and Peng He is one of the best.

In the realm of the Southern Yantian Realm, even if you don't count the background of Wutong Slope, Peng He himself is one of the top existences outside of the Supreme with his personal strength alone.

In the entire upper realm, he is also a strong man who has been famous for many years.

It is worth mentioning that Peng He's daughter is married to Zhuang Zhaohui.

Behind him, a Wutongpo warrior whispered: "Master, in the area around the entrance of the cave mansion, several corpses of the same sect were found, but there were no Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Uncle Wang among them. ”

"The entrance to the cave has disappeared, and it is difficult for us to go in and find it, and we can't determine the whereabouts of Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Uncle Wang. ”

When Peng He heard this, he didn't say anything.

There is no corpse, which may indicate that Zhuang Zhaohui has not been killed and there is still a possibility of survival.

But in Peng He's heart, he already had a bad premonition.

In his current realm, this kind of premonition is often not groundless.

"Find that Yan Zhao Ge, if you want to live, you must not let him escape back to the Southeast Yang Heavenly Realm. Peng He said slowly.

Thinking of Yan Zhaoge's name, Peng He suddenly felt his temples on both sides of him jump suddenly.

This young man, who has risen for less than ten years, has made the entire Southern Yantian Realm deeply hate.

He has outstanding talent and extraordinary strength, but after all, his cultivation realm is still low, and he is not afraid, but he has a deep chance, and he has many powerful treasures with him.

This is the mainstream view of the Southern Yantian Realm martial artists on Yan Zhao Ge.

Although most of the people here think that Yan Zhao Ge has a name, he mainly relies on the protection of Miao Fei Peak and Jinting Mountain to be free and rampant.

But their hatred for Yan Zhaoge is no less than that of Jin Tingshan.

And at this moment, Yan Zhaoge actually dared to step on the ground in the south, Wutongpo, as the lord of the south, where could he still hold it?

"Are you sure that apart from the thief surnamed Yan, there are no other Southeast Martial Artists?" Peng He pondered for a moment, and then confirmed to the people accompanying him again: "The old man refers to the Southeast Yang Heaven Realm, at least the Martial Saint Eightfold, the powerhouse of the middle stage of the Xianqiao Realm. ”

The person next to him replied: "I can't say for sure that there is none, but there is indeed only a trace of Yan Zhaoge." ”

After receiving a negative reply, Peng He fell silent again.

Someone next to him said: "Uncle Peng, this time you personally went out to deal with a Seeing God Martial Saint, you will definitely be able to catch it." ”

Who knew that Peng He shook his head: "I'm afraid, it's not that simple." ”

The other warriors under the Wutong Slope Sect were all stunned.

"Let's not mention that Zhaohui has already boarded the Immortal Bridge, even if he is young and vigorous and does not act steadily, in addition to mistakes, there is still Senior Brother Wang. Peng He's tone revealed a bit of solemnity: "Senior Brother Wang, he is the Martial Saint Eightfold, the middle realm of Xianqiao, even he has no news, this is not normal!"

When everyone around him heard this, their faces showed a look of contemplation.

Although they are not sure that Zhuang Zhaohui and the others are dead, it is clear that the situation is not optimistic.

Someone muttered to himself: "There was once a rumor in the Southeast Yang Heaven Realm that Yan Zhao Ge saw the Divine Martial Saint Realm and single-handedly defeated the powerhouse of the Martial Saint Eightfold Realm, and chased all the way from the south of the Emperor Realm of the Southeast Yang Heaven Realm to the west, could it be, is it really not possible?"

The people on the boat fell silent.

"Guan Lide, who is in the Ninefold Realm of Martial Saints, fell at the foot of Guangcheng Mountain. After a while, someone broke the silence: "Everyone speculates that it is because of the immortal soldiers, but now it seems that it is not so simple......

The person next to him retorted: "If it weren't for the immortal soldiers, it would be a treasure like the sun seal and the Taiyin crown in Guangcheng Mountain, but without the Xianqiao Martial Saint, it would be impossible to urge all the power of the high-grade holy soldiers, and the realm difference was so big, how could it be possible to kill Guan Lide? Not to mention, the people who besieged Guangcheng Mountain at that time were not only one Guan Lide, but also other Xianqiao Martial Saints." ”

Although I feel that people who can't even cultivate the Immortal Bridge Martial Saint can urge the immortal soldiers and be incredible, but the immortal soldiers are mysterious and difficult to guess after all, and they may have special uses.

The other party said quietly: "At least right now, in Mianshan, there are already two martial saints sevenfold, martial artists in the early realm of Xianqiao, who died in the Yan Zhao singer." ”

"Those two, you and I have known each other before, although they are not as good as their own inheritance, they are not people who cannot be on the stage. ”

"However, judging from the on-site environment, the two sides quickly won and lost, and it can be said that there is no suspense!"

The man who had previously retorted was no longer speaking.

At any time, the real record is the most convincing.

Thinking of Zhuang Zhaohui and the others who had no news, all the Wutongpo warriors present had their faces slightly discolored.

All kinds of indications showed that the target they were pursuing at the moment could not be measured by the ordinary Divine Martial Saint.

Even, characters like Zhuang Zhaohui, Long Hanhua, Zeng Mo and even Fu Ting, when they saw the Divine Martial Saint, their strength was not enough to describe the horror of this opponent now.

can't continue to use the old eyes to despise Yan Zhaoge.

Otherwise, it is likely that you will suffer!

Peng He didn't speak, but just kept his eyes firmly on the front, urging the wind and heavenly boat, swept by the fire phoenix, and quickly pursued north.

At this time, his expression suddenly moved, and he asked the boat to stop.

A man appeared in the distance, dressed in an apricot yellow robe, with a thin figure.

"Lan Daoren?" Peng He recognized the other party.

One of the Five Emperors, a personal disciple of Emperor Qianyuan!