The Yu clan is a relatively special race in the world of cultivating immortals.

Their appearance is generally the same as that of the Terrans, but their bodies are relatively slender, their bodies are light, their appearance is generally higher than the level of the Terrans, their facial features are more three-dimensional, and their complexion is fairer and their hair color is lighter.

They are born with a genetic awakening, and they can derive wings and fly like birds, but they are much more advanced than birds, and they are born with superb spiritual intelligence, unlike demon birds that can only produce spiritual intelligence after cultivation.

To put it simply, it's pretty much the same to think of them as flying mutants.

He loves peace, not killing and fighting.

In addition, there are fewer types, so among the hundred clans in the immortal cultivation world, they have always been in a weak position.

In Zhao Junyu's time, the Yu clan and the human race in the immortal cultivation realm were basically allies, but now it seems that although the man in white just now was not very hostile to him, he was obviously very wary.

"This birdman doesn't seem to be a pure feather clan. ”

"The Feather Clan is not a beast, but this birdman seems to have a special beast blood on it. ”

"The wings of the feather clan are determined by genes and spiritual power, and the wings of this birdman are so huge, they are like the wings of a natural beast. ”

Zhao Junyu muttered to himself.

"Yes, there is an aura in him that even Ben Long feels jealous of. The little white dragon suddenly said at this moment.

"Are you scared?"

"Could it be that the bloodline of some ancient divine beast is not successful?" Zhao Junyu was stunned.

The guy who can make the little white with the blood of the Dragon Emperor in the True Dragon Clan feel jealous is not a good stubble.

"Boss, how could Ben Long be afraid. ”

"It's just instinctively a little wary. Xiaobai didn't think of adjectives for a while, and said hardly.

Ha, Zhao Junyu let out a sneer and frowned at the same time.

However, this birdman seems to have a dark wound on his body, and his state is fluctuating. ”

If the man in white is in his heyday, maybe Lao Tzu is still afraid of you, but with your current state, I am afraid that after hundreds of moves, he will not be Lao Tzu's opponent, Zhao Junyu said secretly.

Thinking about it like this, Zhao Junyu was in an inexplicably better mood.

In the distance, a man in white danced his wings and galloped.

"This human monk has a body comparable to a powerful demon beast. ”

And it seems that there is a heart-pounding feeling in this person. The man in white was galloping, and he was also thinking about Zhao Junyu.

The true dragon essence blood on Zhao Junyu's body, as well as Xiaobai's breath, also made the keen man in white feel a lot of oppression, which was a feeling from primitive instinct.

At this time, in the center of Qingyuan Valley and the surrounding area, the battle became more and more intense.

There are constantly powerful air masses rising into the sky.

"I didn't expect so many Yuan Babies and distracted combat power to be mixed in. ”

Zhao Junyu felt these powerful breaths and was a little surprised.

Obviously, the entrance of Qingyuan Valley is not only on the outskirts of Linshui City.

Moreover, as far as he saw along the way, in addition to the human race demon clan, there was also the Yu clan he just saw, and there were also warriors or monks from the ghost face clan, the wood crystal clan, the barbarian clan and other clans.

Among them, the human race and the demon race have the largest number.

"Ha, is this site of Tianhua Divine Sect so strange?"

"Before Lao Tzu ascended back then, there were several caves left in the immortal cultivation world, which one was not stronger than this one. ”

Zhao Junyu shook his head, this Chinese Holy Emperor was a Mahayana pinnacle back then, but he disappeared elsewhere.

And the Tianhua Divine Sect he founded, how powerful is the strength of his disciples? As for so many races, they have to come to explore every hundred years, facing the melee of life and death everywhere?

However, Zhao Junyu only collected seven or eight kinds of spiritual materials that were useful to him in the periphery, according to the eighth-level Great Demon Madness, this time it was the core of the inner gate of the Tianhua Divine Sect that was opened, and there must be something useful for his cultivation, but I don't know how many variables there will be after more than two thousand years have passed.

In this way, Zhao Junyu avoided the powerful battle groups everywhere, or flew close to the ground, or sneaked underground, and quickly approached the center of the valley.

After a stick of incense, in the place where he had just fought fiercely with the horse-faced demon cultivator and the green-robed demon cultivator, several figures flashed one after another.

"Fighting seniors, nine scorpions and hook jackals, the last breath disappeared here. ”

A demon saint son said to the black-robed man in the center.

At the same time, several other demon clan saints also looked around, their spiritual power was suppressed a lot here, and the distance of their divine consciousness was extremely limited.

"Don't look at it, they're dead. ”

Furious battle said indifferently, and then made a move with one hand.

I saw that the nine scorpions and the hook jackals, which had been broken into several corpses, emerged from the ground in the distance.

The death of the two big demons was terrifying, and the demon pills were all poached.

"Who did that?"

"Fighting seniors, we swear to find the murderer to avenge the nine scorpions and the jackal!"

The remaining few demon clan saints shouted "excitedly".

But in fact, everyone's heart is secretly happy, although this time is a treasure hunt, but for the demon clan, the more important meaning is the trial.

Based on the number of spirits that collect the combat power of aliens above the infancy stage, determine the one that can inherit the blood of the heavenly demon spirit.

And the Nine Scorpions and Hook Jackals are dead, which is equivalent to two less competitors, and the chance of each person inheriting the blood of the Heavenly Demon Spirit has risen from one in nine to one in seven.

Furious War knows the thoughts of the demon cultivators.

"You have to remember that the greatest significance of coming to Qingyuan Valley this time is a trial. ”

"The rest can be put aside for a while. ”

"Our demon clan has always been the weak, even if the Holy Son dies, they can only blame themselves for not being proficient in learning. ”

Furious War said indifferently.

"Waiting for the meeting is the moment when the inner gate of the Tianhua Divine Sect is opened, and the masters of all races will gather there. ”

"At that time, it will be a feast for you to hunt!"

The frantic words successfully provoked the ferocity and greed of the holy sons of the demon clan.

"However, the two who killed the Nine Scorpions and the Hook Jackal. ”

"Whether it's the body or the spirit, it's all excellent, even if this seat is a little tempting. ”

Furious War muttered to himself, a hint of greed on his swarthy face.

......

Boom, boom, the farther you go to the center of the valley, the bigger the battle.

The air blade, the spell is furious.

Obviously, all the high-level combat forces of various races are fighting here.

The closer he was to the center of the valley, the more intense the battle became, and if he launched a retreat flight, he could easily become a target for everyone.

Zhao Junyu unfolded his floating steps, ghostly walking through the intervals of the various battle groups.

The figure is like a glimpse of light, and it seems that there is not even an afterimage.

This kind of body technique, based on Zhao Junyu's current cultivation, has almost reached the effect of stealth of the Shadow Clan, perfectly avoiding the attention of the high-level combat power of all clans, and also avoiding being affected by the battle.

After more than an hour of flying, he had seen a large expanse of buildings, ruins or ruins to be exact.

Although these buildings are dilapidated, Zhao Junyu is quite familiar when he sees the appearance.

Isn't this what those ancient buildings look like in the Chinese of the earth?

In this way, this should be the location of the headquarters of the Tianhua Divine Sect founded by the Holy Emperor of China.

These buildings, which were supposed to look like palaces, were hundreds of them connected together, but now they are dilapidated.

Most of them collapsed.

On the surface of the building, there are countless marks of slashing with knives and axes, as well as countless large holes that have been broken by force.

Apparently there was a fierce battle here.

When he approached again, Zhao Junyu couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

These buildings are actually built with solid materials such as glazed stone and Tiangang iron, which is enough to show the magnanimity of Tianhua Shenzong back then.

Although the runes on the surface have been broken, they still exude intermittent spiritual power after two thousand years.

"This Chinese Holy Emperor is really a genius of Tianzhong. ”

"I'm afraid that when Emperor Ben also cultivated back then, it was nothing more than that. ”

Zhao Junyu muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)