Five or six looming continents floated, looking like islands on the sea because of the fog around them, but as the pace spreads, these lands are actually connected, and the surrounding area is white.

Wang Xiaotian knew that not far away, it was Changtian Peak, and the land under his feet was actually the affiliated mountains of Changtian Peak, and it was also a real existence, and the reason why outsiders only saw a towering mountain peak was because many years ago, the ancestor of the Tianshan Sword Sect used a formation to shield these peaks and become a private territory.

But all the powerful Xiuzhen sects will choose to process the pure natural blessed land into a base camp and operate it, and finally form such a fairyland, of course, even in the fairyland, the mountain gate of the Tianshan Sword Sect is also extremely famous.

Because the place is not big, and it is only about a radius of dozens of miles, Wang Xiaotian took the oil bottle Bai Ling'er and quickly moved towards the direction of the center, according to his understanding of the Tianshan Sword Sect, that is where the official disciples usually cultivate.

Along the way, Bai Ling'er's curious gaze never left Wang Xiaotian's body, although she was not a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, but it was not the first time she came here, this small world is actually very dangerous and weird, she still remembers that her sister said to her cautiously that she should be notified as soon as she came here, so as not to go to the forbidden area and cause death.

Judging from his sister's tone, even ordinary disciples don't dare to move around at will here, but Wang Xiaotian is like walking in the back garden, there are some dangerous places mentioned by his sister, he can go around them with his eyes closed, and the road is smooth, as if this is his home.

In the distance, a huge stone sword stood in the smoke, it was not domineering, but it was majestic, it was not dangerous. But in front of the giant sword, it is the place where the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect practice ordinarily.

All of this completely coincided with the memory, and Wang Xiaotian also had a trace of remembrance on his face, saying that the vicissitudes of the cultivation realm, and now it was sunset, but it seemed that the Tianshan Sword Sect was not as severe as imagined, at least it was still alive.

In the perception that he did not dare to be arrogant. There are a lot of cultivators gathered there, although there is no scene of thousands of people meditating as I saw back then, but I am afraid that there are hundreds of people, which can be regarded as the most cultivators Wang Xiaotian has seen at one time when he came to this era.

But when he walked into the Fengjian Terrace, Wang Xiaotian's face changed slightly, and the atmosphere here didn't seem to be quite right, because his heart was cold, and his footsteps stopped immediately. Bai Ling'er behind him didn't pay attention, so he naturally bumped into it.

Wang Xiaotian felt a ball of soft meat behind him at the first time, soft, with a generation to get some heat. That feels......

Wang Xiaotian turned around and glanced at Bai Ling'er, who was looking at him with big eyes and puzzled. How did it stop in a good way.

"Are you not wearing underwear, huh?" Wang Xiaotian's question is quite straightforward.

Bai Ling'er's little face was stunned and red. Then he stomped on Wang Xiaotian's feet, and said fiercely: "You didn't wear it, I have a belly pocket, oops, you are a pervert!" ”

may feel that it is too embarrassing to say this, Bai Ling'er bumped into Wang Xiaotian and was about to rush forward, and she also saw the place where her sister usually cultivated.

It turned out to be a belly pocket...... Wang Xiaotian was relieved, and then hurriedly grabbed Bai Ling'er.

"Dead pervert, let go of me, let go of ......"

"Don't move, there's something wrong here."

"How is that possible?" Bai Ling'er looked incredulous, but the struggling movements also stopped, faintly, she heard the noise coming from there, and it should be very quiet over there.

"Just look at it." Wang Xiaotian's ear power was far stronger than Bai Ling'er's, he had already heard something somewhat, said lightly, and then pulled Bai Ling'er lightly, then crossed a lotus pond, and approached the sword sealing platform from a corner that was relatively unnoticed.

Stepping on the sword sealing platform, the most eye-catching thing was a group of people in snow-colored robes, uniformly dressed, exactly the same as the decoration of the official disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect in his memory, and then Wang Xiaotian locked the most outstanding one among the about forty people.

It was a woman, with a white silk long skirt, a green belt binding her waist, revealing a delicate figure, and the green silk was also simply tied, revealing a delicate face, which looked seven points similar to Bai Ling'er.

It's just that her cold breath is completely different from the lively Bai Ling'er, this is probably the sister in Bai Linger's mouth - Bai Que.

Looking at the logo of the long sword in front of Bai Que again, Wang Xiaotian was a little surprised, she was actually the chief disciple, the chief disciple of the early stage of Jindan, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

Looking at the various sects in the cultivation realm, the chief disciple is the strongest one among the disciples of a generation, that is to say, the chief disciple of each generation needs to rely on strength to fight, rather than the time to get started.

In the early days of Jindan, in his time, it was also rare, but it was absolutely impossible to say that he was the chief disciple of a major sect, such as today's chief disciple of the Mountain Sword Sect barely reached the early stage of Jindan, which shows that the former overlord is now also declining.

Maybe this is the evolution of the general environment, no one can resist it, and the way to cultivate the truth is that the sun has already set.

A huge sword sealing platform, in addition to the more than 40 disciples headed by Bai Que, there is another group of people, green shirts and robes, this dress Wang Xiaotian is very familiar, they are all people from the Qingcheng Sword Sect!

The number of these people is relatively small, only a dozen or so people, and the leader also has the strength of the early stage of Jindan, but in the face of four times the number of people who are with them, their faces are still extraordinary, and they look very arrogant.

Especially the person at the head, he was even more arrogant, not looking at the person opposite in his eyes, but looking at the white sparrow's eyes, which was a little hot.

"Senior Sister Baique, what do you mean by this, we are just here to visit, why are you so nervous?" The man headed by the Qingcheng Sword Sect smiled a little frivolously, his name is Duan Ye, and he also belongs to the third generation of disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but he is only the third senior brother.

"Sealing the Sword Terrace, non-disciples of this sect are not allowed to enter." Bai Finch's voice is like her temperament, very cold, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

But often this kind of voice can stimulate a man's desire to conquer more, Duan Ye's expression was closed, and he said coldly: "The world is so big, and there are places where my Qingcheng Sword Sect can't go?" ”

Arrogance, but today's Qingcheng Sword Sect has the capital of arrogance, from the fact that he has the same cultivation as Bai Que, but can only be succumbed to the third senior brother, it can be seen that today's Qingcheng Sword Sect has a faint posture as the first sect of cultivation, which also creates the same awe-inspiring atmosphere for the disciples in the sect.

"At least not here, leave within three breaths, otherwise it will be regarded as a war against the Tianshan Sword Sect." The white finch's voice is colder.

Duan Ye's face changed, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, the Tianshan Sword Sect was also one of the three major sword sects, and his strength was not bad, even the Qingcheng Sword Sect had to weigh it a little, and the most important thing was that he, a disciple of three generations, could not bear this responsibility.

However, thinking of Uncle Baique's entrustment to test Bai Que, he smiled and said: "Senior Sister Bai Que, why do you say it so seriously, I just saw Senior Sister practicing here, and she is also a Sword Sect, and her skills are itchy for a while, so I can't help but come up and ask for advice." ”

"Senior Sister Baique, why don't we have a discussion?" Duan Ye said with a smile.

As soon as his words fell, Bai Que suddenly became the center of everyone's attention, especially the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect, they looked at the senior sister with hot eyes, they had long been unhappy with the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and they wished that the senior sister could sell them and teach them a lesson.

was pinned on hope, Bai Que's face was still the same, and she said lightly: "The visitor is a guest, how can there be a reason for the host and the guest to compete, if you really want to learn, when the grand ceremony opens, there will be no chance." ”

Obviously, Bai Que didn't want to compete with Duan Ye.

"Hmph, I think Senior Sister Baique doesn't want to compare, but she knows that the Cold Ice Sword Technique is not our Qinggang Sword Technique's opponent, right?" Duan Ye didn't speak, but the people around him were able to go beyond a little, and one person said, followed by a burst of ridicule.

For example, what Qinggang Sword Technique is the first of the three major sword techniques, crushing the Tianshan Sword Sect's Cold Ice Sword Technique and Shushan Ziqing Sword Technique, and the other two do not cooperate to call the three major Sword Sect Yunyun.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, even if it is a person with good cultivation, he can't face such an attack and be indifferent, and suddenly the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect fought back angrily.

"The guys of Qingcheng Sect, you are too shameless, you will compete and compete, are you still afraid that you will not succeed!"

"Senior sister, they are too hateful, teach him a lesson!"

……

Facing the righteous indignation of a group of disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect, Duan Ye was not only not afraid, but instead held the sword in both hands and stood with a casual face, as if he didn't take their anger to heart at all, which undoubtedly made the person on the other side even more angry.

Bai Que's cold eyes looked at everything, she knew that Duan Ye's thoughts were nothing more than to force herself to make a move, wanting to test it, because she was one of the few opponents of the Qingcheng Sword Sect in the Cultivation Festival.

It is not appropriate to clash with the Qingcheng Sword Sect, even if she is very angry in her heart, but she is still suppressed by the sect master's instructions.

"Those who are unstable in the Dao heart will go to the top of the frozen cliff to meditate for three days in the afternoon." Bai Ling's expression was even colder than that of the snowy mountain, which suddenly made the chaos at the scene silent, and the people behind him were even more cold.

"Yes, Senior Sister...... After a while, several of the most fierce disciples who had just called took the initiative to stand up and receive the punishment.

This woman can be calm, Duan Ye condensed in his heart, in his opinion, this is also a manifestation of Bai Que's strength, this woman is really not as simple as it seems, she is one of the fierce opponents of the senior brother.

"Duan Ye, this is the place where my Tianshan Sword Sect disciples practice, you have nothing to do, just leave." Bai Que looked at Duan Ye indifferently, and those eyes seemed to penetrate his mind.

Duan Ye's eyes rolled, and he suddenly found something, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Senior Sister Baique, is it true that only disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect can come in here?" (To be continued......)