Broken Soul Cliff.

In the ancient battlefield, a mountain stream thousands of feet deep, I don't know how many ancient powers have fallen, every inch of the black soil is soaked in blood, and bones are buried everywhere.

Bloody aura pervades the area, with the occasional resentful spirits drifting by, and even skeletons with glowing green heads.

Some of the fierce beasts and birds of prey inhabit the ground, some lie dormant in the shadows, and some soar in the air.

When you get here, even if it's a half-step Heavenly Monarch, if you're not careful, you'll lose your life.

At this time.

Under the Broken Soul Cliff, there were hundreds of people.

And at the very top of the Broken Soul Cliff, the yin wind is howling, and the mountains and rocks are craggy.

In front of the abyss, I saw seven or eight people looking at the bottom of the mountain with solemn faces, and they were more desperate than angry.

If you look closely, there are many familiar faces among these seven people.

Little Dragon Girl.

Tianmen Daoren.

King of the Golden Wheel.

Words are meaningless.

That's right, all of them belong to the Sealed Temple.

Since that day, everyone has been separated from the ancient ruins.

At first, no one knew what was going on, and they thought everyone else was dead.

It wasn't until later that I figured out that the entrance to the ruins resembled a teleportation array, but the location was random, so the location of each person's appearance was different.

Four days ago, Xiaolongnu met a Tianmen Daoist by a dry lake.

The two walked together.

Three days ago, they were lucky enough to meet the Golden Wheel Dharma King and two disciples of the Sealing God Temple.

After that, a few people were found one after another, but unfortunately there was still no news about Mu Feng.

a day ago.

They came to the Broken Soul Cliff by chance, and found a lot of high-level weapons, broken exercises, and some elixirs whose medicinal power was almost exhausted.

However, when they wanted to leave, a man jumped out of nowhere and came up to kill them.

Fortunately, this person's cultivation is not high, probably in the Tianyuan Sixth Heaven, under the joint efforts of Xiaolongnu and the Golden Wheel Dharma King, he can barely deal with him.

And in the process of fighting, through the information revealed by the other party's words, they learned about the Hidden Dragon Trial.

At this point, Xiaolongnu and King Jinlun both had the idea of retreating, and they didn't want to entangle with this person anymore.

It's a pity that before they could leave, they were blocked by a group of forces on the Broken Soul Cliff.

And as time went by, more and more people gathered outside, and as far as the eye could see, none of them were inferior in strength to the Tianyuan Five Heavens.

"It's been almost a day, and they haven't attacked yet, won't they want to wait for the hall master to come to save us, and then catch them all?" said the Tianmen Daoist helplessly.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, even if they want to put a long line to catch big fish, they don't need to be so excited, there must be another reason for this. The little dragon girl frowned and said.

"Did you notice, they seem to have split into two camps, and they are all watching out for each other. ”

At this moment, the Golden Wheel Dharma King suddenly said loudly, and after his reminder, everyone really noticed some unusual details.

"The royal family and the people of Wind Thunder Valley have come a lot, and it's over, now we can't escape. Yan Wuxian said with a dead face.

In fact.

As Yan Wuxian said, their current situation is that they cannot escape.

Among the following forces, there are not only the royal family and Wind Thunder Valley who are fighting with them endlessly, but also the Sword Washing Sect that obviously has bad intentions, as well as the Qingfeng Pavilion and the Soul Devouring Sect that have just formed a feud with Mu Feng.

It's really a pack of wolves, and it's in danger.

However, in a certain way, the little dragon girl also has to thank the Sword Washing Sect and the Qingfeng Pavilion, if it weren't for their fierce staring from the sidelines, with the strength of the royal family and the Wind Thunder Valley, they would have attacked and taken them down a long time ago.

Now it is precisely because of the existence of these two forces that neither the Lanfeng royal family nor the Wind Thunder Valley dare to act rashly.

Slowly, the Sword Washing Sect and the Qingfeng Pavilion from the Gamo Kingdom formed a faction.

The Lanfeng Imperial Family, the Soul Eater Sect, and the Wind Thunder Valley formed another faction.

The two camps show that they are harmonious and angry, but they are actually secretly thinking about how to kill each other.

Although the smell of gunpowder is very strong, the interesting thing is that they have tacitly agreed with each other not to tear their faces, so they are deadlocked.

......

Sword Washing Pie.

A sect that loves the way of the sword, and its disciples are all sword cultivators, and all of them are strong.

A sword out, the world is shocked.

It is said that there is a heaven-given divine sword enshrined in the Sword Washing Sect, and there was a great power of the Heavenly King Realm to snatch it, but it was killed on the spot by the divine sword, and the soul was destroyed, which shocked Gamo and several surrounding countries.

From then on, no one dared to covet the divine sword enshrined by the Sword Washing Sect, and even the power of the Heavenly King Realm fell with hatred, who would want to touch that moldy head.

And the current sect leader of the Sword Washing Sect, Jian Wuxin's cultivation, has reached the Heavenly Monarch Nine Heavens, and he has a great reputation in the Gamo Kingdom, and there are few opponents for a hundred years.

Jian Wuxin has three daughters and one son under his knees, and for this only son, he naturally loves and takes good care of him.

As the saying goes, the tiger father has no dog son, and Jian Wentian, the son of Jian Wuxin, has shown a super talent for kendo since he was a child.

At the age of three, he practiced swordsmanship.

At the age of ten, he learned kendo.

At the age of eighteen, he comprehended the sword momentum.

Now twenty-year-old Jian Wentian has mastered the sword power perfectly, and among the younger generation of the Gamo Kingdom, his strength is enough to rank in the top five.

If Jian Wentian was given a few more years, he might become the leader of the younger generation of the Gamo Kingdom, and his future was limitless.

In this hidden dragon trial, of course, Jian Wentian also came, and he was under the Broken Soul Cliff, surrounded by a group of teenagers.

"Young Sect Master, it's been a day, when do we have to wait, a few ants, is it worth our consumption?" a young man with a young face complained impatiently.

The purpose of their coming here is to find treasures, and by the way, they will clean up a few small miscellaneous fish that seal the temple, why bother to hang themselves on this tree one by one, and have this time to go to other places to see, isn't it?

Even if the heads of those people above can be exchanged for a lot of points, but with so many forces and so many masters present, it is not enough to spread out one point per person.

"Miao Liang, you still don't believe you when you say you're short-sighted, do you think we're here to kill those ants? ”

Before Jian Wentian could speak, a personable young man in Tsing Yi spoke first.

"Shi Hongfang, why don't you pretend to be deep for me, if you don't accept that we fight, I don't like to move my mouth. ”

Miao Liang pointed at his long sword, the sound of the sword was low, and the sharp sword aura lingered on the tip of the sword, giving people a lot of coercion.

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed. A cold chill flashed in Shi Hongfang's eyes.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight when they disagreed, the others were not surprised at all, obviously commonplace.

In fact.

These two people didn't deal with each other in the sect, and after they came out, they looked at each other even more unpleasantly, and they wanted to kill each other immediately.

But because the strength is almost the same, if they want to distinguish between them, I am afraid it will be impossible in a short time.

"That's enough, there's more. ”

Jian Wentian snorted coldly, and seemed a little unhappy, "What time is it now, it's still noisy, if you quarrel again, get out of me, I don't want to see you again." ”

Hearing this, Miao Liang and Shi Hongfang both closed their mouths with interest.

Jian Wentian is not only strong, but more importantly, he is the young sect master, the future successor of the sect master, they dare not contradict it.

"Young Sect Master, I don't know if you have noticed, the Lanfeng Imperial Family, the Wind Thunder Valley and the Soul Devouring Sect are all on guard against us, the current situation is very delicate, obviously the fat is right in front of us, but no one is willing to make the first move, it is better for us to ......"

The name of the person who was talking was Tuoba Haochen, and he was the second master of the younger generation of the Sword Washing Sect, his strength was second only to Jian Wentian, and his cultivation had reached the half-step Heavenly Monarch Realm.

Tuoba Haochen's prestige in the sect is not small, and his father is also the great elder of the sect, so except for Jian Wentian, everyone else has to respectfully call him senior brother.

"What did Qingfeng Pavilion say?" asked Jian Wentian without hesitation.

"Wait and see what happens! They are determined to wait for Lan Feng to do it first. Tuoba Haochen said helplessly.

"Okay, if they don't move, we won't move, and the temple will have no grievances with us, so why should we be this bird, just sit and watch the excitement. ”