In the Holy Water Secret Realm, on a certain day and moment in a certain year, twenty-seven people descended from the sky at the same time.

There are men and women, strong and weak.

Some people have just opened their eyes to a splendid palace.

Some people open their eyes to a red light.

Some people just opened their eyes and saw swords flying sideways and horses' hooves sonorous.

A voice rang out in their heads at the same time.

It was Shi Ruoyu's voice.

The Holy Water Secret Realm is composed of three orthodox kingdoms and seven vassal states, namely the Longxiao Kingdom, the Shiteng Kingdom, and the Nanxiao Kingdom.

The Three Heavenly Yan Holy Water are produced in the three orthodox kingdoms, and the location, time, and method of obtaining them are unknown.

There were no rules, no requirements, no outside help, no matter what method the twenty-seven cultivators used, as long as the three Heavenly Yan Holy Water had been seized, the trip of this secret realm would be completely over.

There is also a restriction that in this world, the highest realm of a monk can only be the six realms, and he can no longer ascend after that.

After saying these words, Shi Ruoyu's voice disappeared and never appeared again.

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The person who can live in the splendid palace is at least a big man, or a rich man.

Of course, the only person in the world who can live in a palace is the emperor.

Zhao Yongchang's eyes were a little blank, wondering if this was a little too unfair.

Raising his eyes, there were crowds of people all around, and soldiers armed with long swords, spears, long knives, bows and crossbows surrounded him layer by layer, and his eyes were vigilant.

"Bold assassin, dare to assassinate His Majesty in broad daylight, hurry up and arrest him, maybe he can leave you a whole corpse!"

The man in front of the crowd shouted.

Zhao Yongchang sighed, not even explaining.

It's not because of his pride that he doesn't bother to explain, or Guan Zishi's character who feels that the explanation is unintentional and smashes his fists directly.

It's really something he can't explain if he wants to.

You say, there was a man who suddenly appeared on the heavily guarded court council, and landed less than a foot in front of the emperor, because he was startled and gave him a fist, you say that you are not an assassin, who believes it?

Zhao Yongchang raised his head, trying not to let his tears fall.

Master, why am I so miserable!

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The man who saw the sword flying horizontally naturally landed on a battlefield.

Mixed blessings.

Worryingly, he was treated as a soldier of the enemy army, and after landing, he was attacked very fiercely by the people around him.

The gratifying thing is that he is very strong, so strong that he broke up the nearly 100 besieging generals around him with just one punch.

He raised his eyelids and looked around, and found that the strongest of the thousands of people around him was only a Three Realms Refining Void, and he couldn't help but feel a little bored.

But he didn't leave immediately, as if he had suddenly thought of something, but turned to the dozens of soldiers behind him who were full of astonishment, and said, "Who is your boss? ”

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The highest realm of this world is only six realms, and the total number of people is only more than 80 million, so the status of monks is naturally not as high as in the Hongmeng world.

There is no concept of sect here, and the secular emperor is already the person with the most noble status in the Holy Water Secret Realm, so

If you can take the bridge of the imperial court, you will definitely have a natural advantage in the competition for the holy water of Tianyan in the future.

Ye Fan sat on the dead wood and white bones on the ground, ignoring the ghosts and ghosts around him.

Although the three orthodox states are powerful, they are not easy to contact, should we first learn about the situation of the seven vassal states?

Just when Ye Fan was thinking about these things, there was a sudden demonic shock, and the yin wind blew in gusts.

Ye Fan frowned, and the purple fire in his hand suddenly soared.

Is this embarrassing?

In the wilderness, the laughter of warblers and swallows sounded, and finally turned into bursts of coquettish chuckles.

A satin silk scarf swept over Ye Fan's face, silky and delicate, and when the silk scarf fell, Ye Fan looked at it and saw four beautiful women, who were walking towards Ye Fan with a smile.

Two of them are plump, very flattering, and those who are not strong-willed, I am afraid that they will not be able to suppress the desire in their hearts just by looking at their backs.

The remaining two, one of them is slender and tall, although it is slightly less flattering than the other two, but it also has a different flavor.

There is also a young person, a young girl who looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, she is wearing a lilac dress, standing timidly not far in front of Ye Fan, twisting her dress, and she is shy.

The two plump beauties, with autumn waves in their eyes, quickly walked to Ye Fan's side, sat down gently, and did not have any fear of the purple fire that was burning in his hand, one of them rubbed Ye Fan's right shoulder with his shoulder, and said: "Childe, take the purple fire away, it doesn't matter if you hurt the slave family, I'm afraid that Childe, you play with fire**, it's not good to hurt yourself." ”

The woman who snuggled on Ye Fan's other side, her eyes were like spring, she stretched out her slender fingers and slowly crossed Ye Fan's chest, and said in an extremely soft voice: "This son, seeing that you have an extraordinary bearing, and you are a talent, you must be the son of a big family." Our sisters are powerless, in this wilderness and wilderness, there is no sense of security at all, fortunately I met you, I believe that Childe will be able to protect the safety of our sisters, Childe, do you say yes~"

The young girl standing on the side raised her head and stopped talking.

Ye Fan flipped his palm, and the purple flame that was constantly burning in his hand suddenly disappeared, turned his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, two sisters, since we have a fateful meeting, I will definitely guarantee the safety of several people, don't hide it from my sisters, I am a cultivator, and I have the strength of the two realms!"

As if he was afraid that a few people would not believe it, Ye Fan waved his arms, shocked a few traces of aura, and then looked at a few people with a smug face, and the two women were shining in their eyes and clapping.

The plump woman sitting on Ye Fan's left side, her hands seemed to be inadvertently on Ye Fan's shoulders, her towering chest pressed tightly on Ye Fan's arms, she gently exhaled a breath of heat, and said delicately: "Childe, the slave family has been very scared these days, so I thought it would be good to find someone to comfort and comfort the slave family, Childe, I don't know if you want to be a confidant of the slave family..."

Ye Fan's eyes were confused, he swallowed his saliva, and unconsciously leaned towards the woman, "Of course it's the best...."

The two women looked at each other and smiled, thinking that today's luck was really good, and it seemed that it would be easy to meet such a fledgling boy.

The girl standing not far away suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Childe, run quickly! They are not human! They are all monsters!

The expression of the woman standing in front of the girl changed slightly, and she shook the girl to one with a flick of her sleeve

Side.

Almost at the same time, the faces of the two plump women suddenly distorted, revealing fox heads and fox claws, and black smoke rolled all over their bodies, biting towards Ye Fan fiercely.

Ye Fan's eyes immediately returned to clarity, how could there be any blurred color, his mind moved slightly, and a flying sword soared in the air, drawing an arc in the night, nailing directly into the woman's back, causing her to fall to the ground.

The woman was pierced through her body by a flying sword, and blood continued to flow out, it seemed that it was not a ghost, but a spirit demon cultivator.

The girl struggled to get up and continued to shout at Ye Fan: "Childe, you run quickly, our ancestor will be here soon!

As soon as the words fell, a yin wind suddenly blew, and a strong qi smashed on the girl's back, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

With the gust of yin wind, a middle-aged woman with charm still appeared in front of Ye Fan, and the demon cultivators who revealed their true bodies had hot eyes, and they all knelt on one knee and shouted: "Long live the old ancestor!"

Ye Fan waved his arm lightly, and the flying sword flew straight from the body of the demon cultivator and landed in Ye Fan's hand, he looked directly at the woman with a powerful breath, and asked calmly: "Let's say it directly, what is your purpose?"

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, and said gloomily: "The treasure on the child's body is not only unavoidable for a monster like the slave family, but also a treasure in the world that cannot be sought. Don't hide it from the son, the slave family has lived in this Qianfeng Ridge for hundreds of years, and it is the first time to see such a tempting treasure, the gentleman does not take the favor of others, and asks the son to hand over the treasure, and then offer the heart and liver as a wine and food, so that the slave family can celebrate such a beautiful thing..."

In the wilderness, an old voice sounded in the distance, "You have gone too far. ”

The woman's face changed dramatically.

The sword light was everywhere in the mountains and forests, and the three demon cultivators kneeling beside the woman were beheaded without even having time to react, and their bodies shook for a moment before falling to the ground one by one.

With the flow of sword light, an old man dressed in black with a solemn expression slowly descended in front of the woman, and the flying sword stood quietly beside her after the killing was completed, and the spiritual light flowed, which was extremely powerful.

The old man just stood there, and there was a righteous and heroic spirit gushing out, and there was a wordless deterrent.

The woman obviously knew the identity of the old man, and the fear in her eyes soared, her back was bent, and she stared at the old man in black, and shouted: "Liu Xiujie, don't be nosy with a mouse, if you provoke me, aren't you afraid that we will join forces with Shi Tengguo to level your Chiliu Villa?"

The old man looked calm, looked at the woman in front of him, and said slowly, "Get out." ”

The woman's face was cloudy, if she really fought, she would not be the opponent of this Liu Lao'er, but if such an opportunity in front of her made him run away, she would not be relieved.

The old man was expressionless and threw out a money bag.

The woman knew very well the rules of the rivers and lakes in this Qianfeng Ridge, and she also threw out a silk scarf and said with a smile: "The old owner of Liu Zhuang is resolute, and the slave family is not ambiguous, so I will leave." ”

The old man's face remained unchanged, and after putting away the silk scarf, he let the woman turn into green smoke and leave.

Ye Fan didn't rush to meet this sudden old sword cultivator, but hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the unconscious girl, and fed her a pill.

The young man looked at the redness and swelling of the girl's forehead, the purple qi in his hand gradually appeared, gently rubbed the injured area, and smiled: "Thank you..."

"Little fox. ”