Hillside.

The fog rises, and it is blurry, making people unreal, like a fairyland.

Under a maple tree several meters high.

Ye Beixuan was cultivating, and there was a pile of source stones in front of him that had exhausted his spiritual energy like a small mountain.

Still has no intention of stopping absorption.

As a Eucharist.

He absorbs much more aura than the average person.

In the grove not far away, small arms and legs, immature and cute little girls carry a beautiful little basket and pick mushrooms on the ground.

Suddenly a beautiful flower butterfly flew by.

Xiao Nannan was attracted and involuntarily followed.

After walking a short distance, a group of people suddenly surrounded him.

None of them are very old, the youngest is only eleven or twelve years old.

"Broom star, get out of the Xuanxin Authentic"

"The Xuanxin Authenticity that has been inherited for thousands of years has been destroyed by your brothers and sisters, Broom Star"

……

A stern accusation.

frightened the future empress, and her little face turned pale.

As soon as the little hand was released, the small basket fell to the ground, and the mushrooms inside rolled to the ground.

A teenager rushed over and kicked at the little girl.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared.

Boom!

The boy flew upside down and fell heavily on the cold, hard rocky ground.

Ye Beixuan protected his sister behind him and said angrily: "If you have the ability to rush at me, what kind of ability is it to bully a young child who is less than three years old?"

"Dare to fight back and beat him to death"

"Kill this evil spirit"

……

A group of teenagers rushed up like wolves.

Suddenly, a powerful force overwhelmed everyone.

"Suzerain"

Ye Beixuan's face changed, and his clenched fists stretched out.

The teenagers turned their heads in unison, and then they all bowed their heads.

They were still very afraid of this sect master.

Li Qingwei nodded, his eyes swept over the teenagers, and he sighed.

With a wave of his hand, all the teenagers were gone.

"Sect Master, I"

Ye Beixuan didn't know what to say.

Li Qingwei said in a deep voice: "The fault is not you, the fault is that we are too weak."

Ye Beixuan's face was heavy and he clenched his fists.

"Follow me"

Li Qingwei grabbed Ye Beixuan's shoulder.

Soon, came to a very high peak near the main peak.

Looking down, his face was a little bad.

The disciples left in droves, and the main peak was already empty.

Xuanxin is authentic, and it is also a thousand-year-old faction.

At the last moment, less than 100 people were martyred.

He, the suzerain, was too much of a failure.

Suddenly, he saw the eldest disciple Cao Yi coming over with a heroic woman.

"Yi'er, what are you?"

Li Qing asked slightly puzzled.

"To the Fire Spirit Division"

Cao Yi replied calmly.

"What?"

Li Qingwei thought he had misheard.

The Fire Spirit War Department has a powerful saint-level fire spirit in charge.

Just like the combat power shown by the saint before.

None of the three will necessarily win.

Not to mention that he has already suffered a lot of injuries.

Cao Yi didn't talk nonsense, and tore open the space with one hand and walked in.

When did this big disciple have this kind of means?

Li Qingwei wondered in her heart.

Yelu Qiangu, Ye Beixuan walked in one after another with his sister in his arms.

Li Qingwei didn't delay any longer and followed in.

Southern Regions.

Source City.

Cao Yi and his entourage appeared directly under the city gate.

On the towers of the city, hundreds of soldiers who had fled not long ago fell into a stupor.

The Holy Body and the Profound Heart Authentic people actually took the initiative to come to the door.

This is the location of the Fire Spirit War Department that dominates the entire Southern Regions.

Are these people crazy?

I thought that there was an ordinary saint behind him, and he would be able to walk sideways.

"Blowing the Trumpet"

Someone yelled.

Immediately afterward, a loud horn resounded throughout Source City.

The Fire Spirit War Department, the Dacheng kings who had just come out of the saint-level fire spirit, were collectively stunned.

It was a horn sound they hadn't heard in a long time.

It means that someone is knocking on the door.

"Could it be that the spirit of the horn has gone mad?"

A Dacheng king guessed.

At least half of the Dacheng kings showed expressions of approval.

Someone called on the door for such a thing, and for them, it was too fantastic.

"Could it be that the saint of Xuanxin Authentic Sect, knowing that he can't run away, let it go"

Someone else speculated.

It's not out of the question.

Many people subconsciously bow their heads.

The new leader, the silver-robed Dacheng King took out a quaint mirror.

Burst into a divine light.

In the mirror, the figures of Cao Yi and others appeared.

"Holy Body, the authentic person of the Xuan Heart, that saint did not come"

He was stunned.

"I see, they're here to surrender"

Someone said.

"Killing so many of us and wanting to surrender, I really don't know if they are innocent or stupid."

The silver-robed Dacheng King sneered.

Outside the city.

Cao Yi naturally felt that someone was using a magic weapon to peep at him.

Ignored.

With a flat expression, he glanced at the city that looked like a giant beast in the wilderness.

Walked straight over.

"Stop"

On the city wall, which is covered with traces of time, someone shouted.

Cao Yi ignored it.

"Shoot Him"

The man ordered.

Immediately after, hundreds of divine lights shot out with the power of destruction, and where they passed, the space collapsed.

Cao Yi waved his hand.

Hundreds of divine lights rolled back and directly broke through the city protection array.

In the smoke and dust of the sky, the guards were stunned.

The Great Array of the Source City Protector is a large array that can block the full force of the saint's blow.

It's so broken

That is, this man is also a saint.

When did the saint become a cabbage, everywhere.

Suddenly, dense lines appeared on the city wall, like broken glass.

Someone coughed lightly.

The whole city shattered to slag like broken porcelain.

The guards were drowned out, and exclamations rang out.

The silver-robed Dacheng King, who had just arrived, was shocked and said, "Another saint"

The group of Dacheng kings who arrived immediately after them all looked very ugly.

"Ask the saint to help"

The silver-robed Dacheng King suddenly shouted.

"Ask the saint to help"

The kings of Dacheng and the soldiers roared in unison.

Bang!

In the depths of the Fire Spirit Battle Department, a huge qi machine appeared, as if a wild giant beast had awakened.

Puff ......

Thousands of people couldn't bear the breath and knelt down.

Swish! A fiery figure rushed out with a large black spear in his hand.

The speed blurs space and time.

Almost instantly, he was in front of Cao Yi.

Unleash a stunning shot.

Cao Yi raised his right hand and clamped the tip of the gun with two fingers.

The expression of the saint-level fire spirit changed from cold to stunned.

Her blow to the limit, even the half-step Saint King was injured, and she was easily caught by the person in front of her.

The answer is imminent.

This man is at least the saint-king.

Cao Yi used a force in his hand and snatched the big black gun.

He threw it to Jerugius, who was following him.

The latter, in the stunned eyes of everyone, gnawed the black spear like a sugar cane.

The saint-level fire spirit fled without hesitation.

This man is not something she can deal with.

Cao Yi was not ready to fight the people of the Feather God Dynasty.

Naturally, she won't let her go.

Raise your hand and unleash a powerful chaotic force.

The saint-level fire spirit fell with a muffled snort.