"Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill, yes, why didn't I think of it!" Zhan Mufeng slapped his thigh, and couldn't help but secretly applaud his good idea.

"But, how to dig this pit?" Zhan Mufeng groaned darkly, and his figure had disappeared into the vast night.

Since the herald of the Holy Pearl Academy issued the talisman of the Battle of Qingyun, the Battle of Qingyun, this once-in-a-decade event of the Holy Pearl Academy, has become both inside and outside the Holy Pearl Academy, and everyone, including the Holy Son, whether they are cultivators above the fivefold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, strong people who are qualified to participate in the battle of Qingyun, or below the fivefold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, can only watch the battle from the side, and even miscellaneous disciples who can only pass their mouths, have all joined the chatter of the Battle of Qingyun in full swing.

In the Holy Pearl Academy, there were people everywhere talking about the battle of Qingyun, some talked about how fierce the battle of Qingyun was, some talked about how strong the cultivation of which Holy Son was, some talked about how the victorious person was beautiful, and some talked about how the Ice Spirit Wind and Thunder Gathering Saint Pill was treasured.

The people who discuss it are all talking about it, but the facts are true and false, and it is impossible to distinguish between them and them.

Zhan Mufeng has a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, seemingly aimless, sometimes in order to listen to some excitement, a lot of the best elixir is sprinkled, fooling others to tell the story he wants to hear.

Anyway, for a demon like him who has grown up by absorbing the essence of wood, the best elixir is just commonplace, not to mention, his family is now a big family, and the best elixir is there.

For a while, there were many students who wanted to share the story of the Battle of Qingyun with Zhan Mufeng, and some even made up beautiful stories for the sake of the best elixir.

It's just that what Zhan Mufeng didn't notice was that unconsciously, he had been targeted by an extremely advanced divine sense.

The Battle of Qingyun, in the middle of millions of steps in the sky, a huge and stable foundation was held in the big city in the middle of the Qingyun Mountains, which was carried by the powerful Nine Emperor Uncles of the Nine Emperor Supreme Dynasty of the Holy Pearl Academy.

Qingyun City is extremely magnificent and majestic, in the high altitude, majestic and magnificent, stretching endlessly, especially with the clouds in the sky to integrate, at a glance, there is really a feeling of being in a fairyland.

Not to mention appearing in the Battle of Qingyun, winning the championship in one fell swoop, becoming a supreme and powerful introductory disciple, and winning the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill, even if you watch the battle from the sidelines, maybe you will be selected by a master who has time to find materials to be made, and from then on, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, and you will achieve a higher realm.

But these halos and glory, Zhan Mufeng can't look down on any of them, but because of the big secrets on his body, he has to be careful to prevent being chosen by the so-called power

"In case of misfortune being discovered by the terrifying powers such as the dean of the Heavenly Bead Realm of the Holy Pearl Academy, the secret of the little master's body is discovered, then the little master has 10,000 lives, and it is not enough to die, maybe he will be stripped of his skin and cramped, it is better to take the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill

, come to a wonderful empty hand hehe"

What Zhan Mufeng is thinking about now is just the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Dan.

Even when the Battle of Qingyun City was not held, the defense was extremely tight.

Although from the outside, there were neither guards nor sentry posts, and the city was empty and even the door was wide open.

However, as long as they are knowledgeable and intelligent, as long as they are close to Qingyun City within a radius of 100,000 steps, they will be frightened by this terrifying shock, and they will either take a detour or stay away.

Without him, the eightfold and ninefold spiritual consciousness of the Spirit Emperor Realm that is not even the appearance of the Spirit Essence Realm is much more deterrent than the garrison of 100,000 troops.

However, those who are stunned are afraid of the horizontal, those who are afraid of the pit, and those who are afraid of the pit will not die.

Under the cover of the vast night, an extremely swift figure, wrapped in the hidden aura of the abyss, between the countless keen divine senses, and through the gap between the divine senses' patrols, quickly changed its position, and with a strange trajectory that was almost distorted, it stepped towards Qingyun City.

The courage of the people who come, the strangeness of the body, and the speed of the people can be called the best.

This person, needless to say, is the style of Zhan Mu.

However, what Zhan Mufeng never expected was that he was not the only daring person who had the same doctrine as him.

At this time, there was still nearly a month before the once-in-a-decade Qingyun Battle of the Holy Pearl Academy.

In Qingyun City, there are only sparse people, and there are not many people.

In other words, except for the monks who were preparing for the battle of Qingyun, there were no idle people.

However, at this time, in Qingyun City, there was a master of the Nine Realms of the Spirit Emperor Realm sitting in secret.

It is rumored that there are even powers above the Spirit Essence Realm that appear in Qingyun City from time to time, patrolling, inspecting, and moreover, have the right to kill any existence that he deems threatening or even offensive to Qingyun City.

Ordinary monks, hearing this, were all shy away from Qingyun City.

Zhan Mufeng stayed in an extremely secret cloud outside Qingyun City, and the hidden aura of the abyss emanated, hiding all the breath.

Zhan Mufeng is confident, as long as he doesn't move, even if he is the top powerhouse in the Nine Separation Continent, he may not be able to find out his whereabouts.

Flying all the way, at this time, Zhan Mufeng was already close to the edge of the warning range of 100,000 steps in Qingyun City.

A distance of 100,000 steps, for Zhan Mufeng at this time, is just a matter of a few breaths.

However, even with these 100,000 steps, Zhan Mufeng still did not rush in.

Just as Zhan Mufeng was pondering how to break into the last 100,000 steps of Qingyun City, suddenly, two breaths of the Spirit Emperor Realm Ninefold Realm came from a distant place, and in an instant, they entered the range of 100,000 steps of Qingyun City.

At this moment, in Qingyun City, a divine consciousness shot through like a thunderbolt

Come.

"Monk He, dare to approach within a hundred thousand steps of Qingyun City, please leave quickly, otherwise, you will be killed!"

It was a divine sense warning of the Ninefold Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

"Hmph! Pretend! What's so great about Qingyun City, how can I be afraid that you won't succeed, Lao Tzu wants to hurry, let Lao Tzu disperse!"

"That's it, our Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance won't be easy to mess with! Hurry up and get out of the way, if you provoke our Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance, you shit Qingyun City will be demolished for you!"

"Is there anyone who is really not afraid of death?"

Zhan Mufeng was slightly stunned, he had heard of this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance, and knew that this was an extremely powerful loose cultivation mountain in the Northern Wilderness of the Nine Swords Continent, although the number of monks in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance was not large, but all the monks in the alliance were extremely terrifying, and many monks from the outside world even trembled when they heard the name of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance.

Don't say that ordinary small sects will not provoke easily, even the Nine Separation Supreme Dynasty and the Holy Pearl Academy are usually polite to the monks in their Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance.

As he spoke, the nine recultivation of the Spirit Emperor Realm of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance was a loose cultivation, ignoring the divine sense warnings in Qingyun City, and they actually broke into the range of nine thousand steps in Qingyun City in the middle of the volley.

At this moment, in the sky, suddenly, a huge seven-colored rainbow flew north and south, and on the rainbow bridge, colorful butterflies were flying, which was very beautiful.

"Well, senior brother, what's the situation?" said a scattered cultivator of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance.

"It's not good, this is a psychic spell cast by a strong person in the Spirit Marrow Realm, quickly withdraw, quickly" Another Sanxiu saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly beckoned his companions to evacuate.

However, it was already too late.

At this moment, almost a breath away, the colorful butterflies on the huge seven-colored rainbow suddenly turned into flame-fire phoenixes, screaming and roaring towards the two Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance Scattered Cultivators who broke into Qingyun City.

There was no power to resist at all, and the two Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliances were scattered, and the powerhouses of the Nine Realms of the Spirit Emperor Realm didn't even have time to scream, and they were smashed by the Flame Phoenix at a height of hundreds of thousands of steps.

Straight to the ashes!

"Hmph, the little ants of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance also dare to offend the Qingyun City of this seat, they are really impatient! Duyang Holy Hand, you are optimistic about Qingyun City here. Mo Tianxing, pass the order, immediately mobilize elite people, this seat will personally go out and destroy his Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and Sea Alliance!"

"Obey! Uncle Huang!"

"The power of the Spirit Marrow Realm powerhouse is so terrifying!" Zhan Mufeng hid in the distance, looking at this thrilling scene, his heart was also extremely shocked.

Suddenly, a thought spread into Zhan Mufeng's mind.

"Uncle Huang, Spirit Marrow Realm, Spell, Mo No, this person is the Nine Emperor Uncle of the Nine Mile Supreme Dynasty, if he is here, how can the young master take the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill?"