Chapter 122: The Thirty-Seven Temple
And, when passing through the capital city of Wuyang, she overheard the news about Long Xuan'an and others.
"Hey, have you heard of that Sanqi Temple?"
"I've heard about it! Now there is still anyone in our capital who doesn't know about the Sanqi Temple? I have to say that Long Xuan'an of the Sanqi Temple is really bold, the temple! I don't know who gave me the courage to dare to call the temple! This must be known to His Majesty, but it must not be suppressed!"
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"Although there are only thirty-seven people, they can't stand the strength of others! It is said that the Immortal Monarch Elders of the Spirit Sect have all been defeated by them! You are going to go to the group, but you will be destroyed in a minute? Don't dream!"
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Sanqi Temple, Long Xuan'an, is fast enough!
Mu Xueyang shook his head slightly, not to mention the Immortal Monarch Elder of the Spirit Sect, even if the true body of Qiu Ran came, he couldn't beat it!
Mu Xueyang suddenly landed in the capital of Wuyang, and his momentum and black wings startled everyone.
Casually looking at a person, he asked:
"Where is the Sanqi Temple? β
The tone was cold, with a sense of unquestionableness. The person who was seen by Mu Xueyang only felt as if he was being targeted by some desolate beast, his face turned pale with a brush, and he subconsciously replied:
"The top of Sanqi Mountain...... It's the original streamer mountaintop......"
Sure enough, it is the temper of a 10,000-year-old beast, and the name of the mountain needs to be changed!
With a shock of wings, Mu Xueyang flew to the top of the Sanqi Mountain......
The top of Sanqi Mountain.
The top of this Sanqi Mountain, that is, the original Streamer Mountain Peak, the whole peak is extremely steep, and you can only fly if you want to go up the mountain, but now, the mountain is thirty meters up and is laid down with a forbidden air formation, and at the same time, you can only see a cloud and mist when you look up. Oh, of course, for Long Xuan'an, they are the same.
And Mu Xueyang has Long Xuan'an's scales on her body, and this formation is like no one for her.
Well, even if it doesn't, it's just a little more troublesome!
At the foot of the mountain, Mu Xueyang's wings were retracted, his clothes changed, and his scarlet eyes under the glass half of the surface also turned deep and dark again.
The true body of the blood clan, disappear!
Mu Xueyang rose out of thin air, gently pinched a piece of dragon scales with his left index finger and middle finger, and easily flew into the air.
After the disappearance of the true body of the blood clan, Mu Xueyang can naturally fly, but this flight needs to consume immortal power, and in the true body of the blood clan, due to the black wings, there is no need to consume immortal power, and it is easier to control, more freewheeling, and faster.
And on the top of Sanqi Mountain, it was even more shocking.
Because, the mountain was directly split flat by the great supernatural power, forming a plane, the plane is a group of halls, the material is the material of 10,000 years ago, the style is the style of 10,000 years ago, each hall also exudes the breath of vicissitudes.
Obviously, this is the magic weapon of architecture.
Mu Xueyang landed directly in the hall with the breath of Long Xuan'an.
Long Xuanan was obviously a little surprised by Mu Xueyang who suddenly appeared, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, he just smiled and said:
"What's the matter?"
Mu Xueyang looked at Long Xuan'an, the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, and he looked a little hooked, but if he looked closely, he was still cold.
"I'm going to the Land of Dao Ancestors. You know how special that place is. β
A trace of surprise flashed in Long Xuan'an's eyes, and he said a little incredulously: "Dao Ancestor Land, don't tell me, you don't know that no one has ever come out of there!"
Mu Xueyang's cold gaze remained unchanged, and his complexion did not change in the slightest, "I have no choice, I have to go." β
Then, he continued, "So, when there is a Feather Pavilion force led by Yu Fei in the Immortal Realm, I want you to take a stand, if Yu Fei asks, you will say that it is because of Lin Ran, and for my personal side, you only need to stand in line with Lin Ran's identity." β
Long Xuan'an and the others have also had a basic understanding of today's fairy world in the past few days, and they also understand that Emperor Cheng is different from Jin Zun ten thousand years ago, Mu Xueyang went to the land of Dao Ancestor, and went to the place where the endless avenue was hidden, and the only place that hid the secrets of the times, naturally, he wanted to become an emperor.
Long Xuanan sighed and said, "Don't worry, it will." β
"Thank you. Mu Xueyang whispered, "In addition, leave the autumn dye." β
"Autumn Dye?" Long Xuan'an asked strangely, "You mean the Autumn Emperor of the Holy Autumn Kingdom, did he provoke you?"
Mu Xueyang snorted coldly, seemed to think of Qiu Ran again, and slowly spit out eight words: "The great hatred of life and death, never die." β
The tone is several levels colder than before, making people feel like falling into an ice cave.
Long Xuanan's face did not change, and he chuckled: "I know, you will avenge your revenge." β
But in my heart there are doubts. Mu Xueyang's secret, a bit too much! This autumn dye is also, although Mu Xueyang's current realm is only a spirit immortal, but obviously the strength is far beyond the realm, basically, if there is no accident, the emperor and below, can not beat her, her strength can no longer be measured by the realm, and the emperor, this is a watershed.
Long Xuan'an had a hunch that Mu Xueyang's achievements were far more than an emperor, a respectful realm, and in the future, Mu Xueyang would become an existence that Long Xuan'an had to look up to.
His hunch had always been accurate. This is also the main reason why he treats Mu Xueyang so well!
"Hmm. Mu Xueyang spit out this word without being salty, no one could see the thoughts in his heart, and then, he left the Sanqi Temple and continued to rush to the edge of the world!
Long Xuan'an looked at Mu Xueyang's departing back, and the corners of his lips hooked.
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