Before they had time to rejoice in getting out of the ancient tomb, everyone noticed that something was wrong in the air around them, and when they looked up, they saw dozens of people in the black press, wearing Taoist robes of different sects, all staring at their own group of people, as if they had seen some monster.

Actually, it's really not surprising that people are surprised, anyone who sees a group of people suddenly appear on the originally blank lot, they will be stunned and can't react, if this is put in the world, it is estimated that people will have to shout to catch demons.

"What kind of disciples are you? Why didn't you wear a uniform robe? A handsome young man dressed in crescent moon white and tattooed with Qingluan on his sleeves frowned and spoke first, his cool eyes were full of doubts and faint displeasure, as if he was very dissatisfied with the fact that Luo Xin and these people concealed their identities.

"Fellow Daoists, we are disciples of the Qingling Sect, because we accidentally broke into a ** formation, we have been troubled for a few days, and today we got a chance to break the formation, so I will suddenly appear here, not on purpose, or please fellow Daoist Haihan." Peng Jihan took the lead in walking out of the team, gave a standard salute to everyone, and then said lightly unhurriedly, the indifference and handsome posture between the eyebrows and eyes made people can't help but look sideways.

What a son, like jade~

I saw that his figure was long and firm, his complexion was bronze, his facial features were clearly defined and deep, as if he had been sculpted by someone's heart, and his dark and deep ice eyes were restrained with calmness, and cold with a hint of gentleness.

"Oh? Pure Soul disciples? A soft female voice whispered like a whisper, but it reached the ears of everyone present.

The woman who spoke stood in the crowd, wearing a snow-white skirt, the V-shaped neckline embroidered with pink lotus, the slender willow waist was tied by a white ribbon, and a cloud-shaped jade pendant hung on the right side, lit with a yellow pendant; The green silk on the vertical waist, lined with her skin is better than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when she looks forward to it, she has an elegant and elegant temperament. It makes people feel ashamed of themselves and dare not blaspheme, but there is quite a seductive state in the cold arrogance and agility, and people can't help but be haunted.

Beauty!

Seeing this woman who spoke, Luo Xin was used to seeing beauties, and couldn't help but let out a heartfelt admiration in her heart, this woman was really amazingly beautiful.

"Ah, it's the real seat of the Ethereal Peak Yulian, Pengyun Fairy~" I don't know who recognized the identity of the girl, and exclaimed, the undisguised envy and admiration in that voice made it difficult to ignore.

Peng Jihan faced such a beauty. But his face did not show the slightest. A faint glance. He looked away, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

"When did Fairy Pengyun arrive, I haven't seen it before?"

"I don't know."

"Qingling disciple has really entered the ** formation?" The woman's cold voice was filled with doubt. As if Peng Jihan had told a big lie, another meaning between the words was undoubtedly highlighted.

At this time, it was really three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was hanging high, and the not too lush branches could not hide the scorching heat, making people feel that their whole body was sweating profusely, of course, this is only true for those who have not used spiritual power to control their body temperature, but it can still make people irritable.

"I don't need the girl to believe it, take my leave!" Peng Jihan responded without humility or arrogance. Turned around and prepared to leave with everyone, their task was not yet completed, there were only three days left, it was time to hurry, at least. Qingling can't be left behind, can it? In the words of Uncle Xiao, if Qingling does the bottom one, it will really lose the old face to the ancestors, how can they have the face to go back to Qingling at that time?

Pengyun Fairy was born well, talented, talented and intelligent when she urinated since she was a child, she is only twenty-five years old this year, she is already the peak of the foundation building period, just one step away from the Jindan period, with her talent, the day when she ascends to the sky, it is not very far away, such an amazing genius, naturally he has been held since he was a child, the love and envy of the people around him, the favor of the elders, she grew up under the unparalleled aura, she has a sense of pride and superiority that ordinary people do not have, so, the first time I met such a person who did not buy her account, turned black on the spot, and her beautiful face was cold.

The cold light in her beautiful eyes swished, like thousands of arrows shooting straight at Peng Jihan's straight back.

"Stop!" Pengyun Fairy flicked her sleeves angrily, her body was as cold as a plum in the snow, and she shouted coldly, and the disciples who were watching around stepped aside, ready to watch the play, Pengyun Fairy is beautiful, but her heart is only cold, but it is well known, she will never allow anyone to have any disrespect for her, there are exceptions, that person will naturally never have a good end, these Qingling disciples in front of him, I am afraid that today is in a catastrophe.

Peng Jihan really stopped, but it was only a pause, and he quickly raised his steps again and left.

Guan Chong glanced at the cold woman behind him, pursed his lips, and showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, he was a spoiled genius, and he really wasted that supreme talent.

Thinking like this, he even shook his head with pity, and with the strength of Fairy Pengyun's eyes, but it was very vicious, and he was naturally able to see and understand the hidden meaning of Guan Chong's actions, and suddenly he couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted, "Look for death!" The cloud brocade in his hand shot out like a sharp sword, straight towards Guan Chong's important acupuncture points on his back!

Hearing the fierce wind behind him, Guan Chong sighed speechlessly, is this a disaster?

The weaving cloud brocade that was infused with half of the spiritual power was like a snow-white long sword cutting a long cloud arc in the air, if the boulder weighing thousands of catties smashed into Guan Chong's back, between Guan Chong's black hair and twisted, the person disappeared in place, and then looked back, the long right hand had already held the other end of the weaving cloud brocade, and the Pengyun fairy held the rope to each other, with different faces, the former was angry, cold, and the latter was indifferent. Dare to come out and mix too?

It is conceivable that because of Guan Chong's too unobtrusive expression, Fairy Pengyun completely went berserk!

Whoosh ......

There were a few crisp sounds of breaking the sky, and the Pengyun Fairy seemed to be held up by the clouds, suspended in mid-air, and at the same time, several cloud brocades hidden in the sleeves swept towards Guan Chong's body from all directions, looking at the situation, it seemed that he wanted to capture Guan Chong.

"It's not bad to cultivate." Guan Chong's mouth had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, a pair of bright eyes flashed darkly, and after whispering, he used both hands, his body was flexible like a harrier shuttling around the cloud brocade, clear and flexible, and when he fell from the air to the ground again, his hands were already full of snow-white cloud brocade.

"Well, good fabric, I don't know if the girl has a reason to cut her love with this master, this master is worried that he can't find the cloth he likes to make clothes!"