My lord, the cold ban still hasn't come, and there is still that family, whose whereabouts are still unknown. And yesterday, after the battle between Lord Fengyan and the mysterious monk, his whereabouts are unknown...... "Choosing to die and kneeling tremblingly, with a trembling tone, he reported what happened within two days.

In just two days, there will be no unexpected moments, but their plans have repeatedly failed, and now, they lack the help of three parties, the puppet monk who is forbidden by the cold, the life wheel of the wind and words, and the monk of the family.

The black-robed monk, his face was gloomy in the black robe, although he understood that the family was the most difficult to control, but he still had the confidence to control the family and take it for his own use, but now, none of the expected monks appeared, which was undoubtedly a major blow.

Also, the puppet monk who was forbidden in the cold was an indispensable part of his plan, and now that he lost it, he was afraid that he could only act with a lot of risks.

What made him even more shocked was that the monk who was so strange was actually eliminated by the mysterious monk yesterday, what a special strength was needed. Because, the wind says that his strength cannot be imagined with common sense. But now, as soon as the rumors disappeared, he suddenly felt very bad.

"We can't wait any longer, tomorrow is the time when the rare pseudo-thundercloud takes shape, it is the best opportunity for us to launch a general attack, if we don't act, everything will be in vain, we still have to wait for a few years, and in the next few years, we can't afford to be surprised!" The black-robed monk gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Continue to act, let Yun Shao solve those Xiaoxiao, if you don't want to make a move, you can stop them, don't let the Fengyunmen disciples break in, otherwise we will consume a trace of thunder and lightning power, and we will all have the possibility of not being finished." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will go here. Choosing Death Xiu hurriedly got up and left in a hurry.

"Fengyan, where will you be?" the black-robed monk stared blankly at the sky, his eyes so deep......

"Tomorrow, it seems a little abnormal?" The figures at the level of the elders of the Ping San Sect gathered together again, and Tianfeng was the strongest, and he was the first to express his inner uneasiness.

"It's a bit abnormal, but we don't seem to have the ability to measure the weather among us...... " the elder of the Pingyin Sect said.

"Yes, that's what we're like, in passivity. The elders of the Pingtian Sect said helplessly, they are indeed not good at observing the weather.

"Lei Changqing back then, it seems that he was famous for measuring the weather since he was a child, and in this area, he is already a man of the hour, if it is today, I don't know what will stir up. "The rumors are a little complicated and indescribable.

"Okay, I think tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, is the time when it's time for us to move our muscles. The elder of the Pingtian Sect said, his body was majestic, and he seemed to have been born to fight.

"Even now, the old ghost of your sect still likes to fight and kill. The other two sect elders quipped.

"What, if you're not convinced, you're going to try?"

"Cut, I'm afraid of you?"

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"Tomorrow, the pseudo-thunderclouds will form, I guess, they will launch a general attack, this time we can't stop them, but we must stop them, if you want to use the thunderclouds and the long sky incineration, maybe it's still a little bit close!" Feng Tianyang looked firm and ordered his subordinates.

"Yes, let's go and prepare. "The monks who appeared that night, they were the hidden power of Fengyunmen, and they left in a hurry with eager looks.

But they didn't know that there was another figure that appeared in the room where they were, with a cunning look, showing a smug look: "Haha, brother, my existence is the most mysterious!"

He is very proud and presumptuous, but it is not difficult to see that in the depths of his emotions, there are the deepest feelings......

Rumble......

On the second day, Yunchen had been away for more than a day, and at the time that the black-robed monk had booked, the weather in the area of Fengyunmen had changed greatly.

In the sky, endless dark clouds gathered together, with a heavy gloom, condensing the original day into black, even gloomy.

When you look up, you can see a string of electric arcs, jumping in the dark clouds, bright yellow halos, appearing and disappearing, and what is even more terrifying is that a deep pressure slowly converges.

The pseudo-thundercloud is not as terrifying as the thundercloud, but it takes a long time to form, and it will bring a very deep pressure to the monks, especially the monks who hide darkness in their hearts, and they will only continue to tremble in the face of the scene of the formation of this pseudo-thundercloud.

The changes in the sky are not only on the surface, but also on the various factors that touch the ground, and the monks on the ground will also have a sudden change in their hearts because of this, and unforeseen tragedies will occur.

Feng Tianyang stood at the top of the main hall, looking at the sky from afar, and then looked into the distance, looking at the land of water and wood, there was also a monk, looking at him, his face was hidden in the black robe, and the corners of his mouth were extremely provocative, smiling disdainfully.

"Could it be you?" Feng Tianyang slowly spoke, and at the same time, spiritual power was transmitted, and the sound spread through this, directly into the ears of the black-robed monk.

"Guess!" After speaking, the black-robed monk turned around and left, the pseudo-thundercloud had not yet formed, and it would take some time, which was also an opportunity for the Fengyun Gate.

"Can't wait any longer!" Feng Tianyang's heart froze, if he followed the original plan, maybe there would really be a mistake, especially the black-robed monk was confident, which invisibly brought him pressure.

"The inner disciples of the Fengyun Gate, you hurry to the land of water and wood, be sure to enter it!" sacrificing the small self and achieving the big self, Feng Tianyang began to gather the disciples in the sect, this is his nature, otherwise the current Tongtian may be different.

"Yes, Master. "Since a long time ago, the inner disciple received the order of the sect master for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, with excitement, an organized gathering, and then formed a vast procession and rushed to the land of water and wood.

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"Are you going to act?" The elders of the Ping Three Sects, they looked at the sky, no matter how dull they were, they also expected that today would be the time for a full-scale outbreak.

"We old ghosts, it's time to appear ......" Tianfeng's cloudy eyes revealed a trace of sadness, that is the sadness of old age and decay, once they, which one is not the pride of the sky, the prestige side, but because of the last hurdle, they can only bear the sect, life and death are not satisfactory......

In the land of water and wood, in an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and all the inner disciples of the Fengyun Sect arrived, and the wind and the sky slowly appeared behind it.

In the end, the elders of the Ping Sanzong added the Golden-winged Mountain Eagle of Tianfeng, and they all stood on top of the Golden-winged Mountain Eagle.

The golden-winged mountain eagle, standing proudly in the sky, looked at the black-robed monk above the trees.

With such a big battle, it is impossible for the black-robed monk not to appear.

Whoosh......

A group of death-choosing cultivators, as well as Yun Shao, they appeared opposite the inner disciples of Fengyun Gate for the first time, and the two sides seemed to be relatively ordinary across the river, and no one dared to move.

"Why, such a large formation can stop my plan?" the black-robed monk sneered, this time a full-scale outburst he had already expected.

"Hmph, stop it......" Feng Tianyang sneered, and at the same time waved his hand, behind him, a group of monks suddenly appeared, very strange, and on their hands, there were pieces of ice floating like 10,000-year-old ice, extremely cold, making the monks under the Divine Realm shiver coldly.

"Cold?" said the black-robed monk gloomily.

"Yes, your long sky is burning, don't want to break through that place and take away the treasure. Feng Tianyang said.

"Then it depends on how many people you have, or if you have more people...... "The black-robed monk laughed, and immediately after, the sound of breaking the sky resounded throughout the audience.

All the monks couldn't help but look up.

A group of monks wrapped in black gas, the soles of their feet, stepping on black wheels, and then, with a strange aura, slowly landed beside the black-robed monks.

"I'm not late, am I?" said the head of the cultivator lightly.

The black mist always surrounded this group of monks, and it never dissipated for a moment.

"Haha, it's just in time. The black-robed monk smiled, he smiled slightly, and hugged his fist at the head of the cultivator: "Next, there is Lao Zun." ”

"You're welcome, take what you need. The cultivator at the head said indifferently, and the monk beside him didn't say a word, as if it didn't exist.

This strange scene made Feng Tianyang frown, made the elders of the Ping San Sect frightened, and even made the disciples of Fengyun Sect feel a little afraid.

"But, is this enough?" Feng Tianyang just spoke, and laughed wildly, behind the side of Fengyun Gate, a familiar young man, beside him, a cloud of mist, forming a coiling dragon shape, circling and disappearing and condensing, compared to the monks present, he was the most prominent.

"What, foreign cultivators, you dare to come?" In the black mist, the leader of the cultivators was shocked and shocked.

"And the old man, Xie Qingchen, the Tianjiao of the inner clan, is now in his forties, and he is already in the early stage of transformation, and your talent is only slightly inferior to the cultivation of Lingtian. The person who came was Xie Yan, but what he spoke was the fog around him, which was also black, but it seemed to be fundamentally different from Xie Qingchen's fog.

"It's a fluke, it's only recently broken through. Xie Qingchen said solemnly, he could use the existence of his body, and the strength of the other party had reached a terrifying point, and he couldn't guess it.

"Venerable, you are finally here. "The elders of the Three Sects of Fengtianyang and Peace solemnly bowed to Xie Yan, but not to him, but to the fog around him.

"You're welcome, it's the things that matter at the moment. The mist spoke, and Xie Yan walked to Feng Tianyang's side with a smile, he is now an invincible existence.

"There are so many monks, it's so lively. "The second elder of Zhendian, walked out slowly, their existence, only a few monks knew, Feng Tianyang saw them coming, and greeted them with a smile.

"Second Elder, thank you for your help. ”

But their appearance, the mist on the body of the corpse, a slight tsk, the elders on the golden-winged mountain carving, also a little puzzled, staring at the second elder.

"When it is too late, I hope that the Lord of the Gate will forgive my sins. "The two elders of Zhendian, speaking in unison, seem to be twins, and their appearance and breath are very similar.

"You're welcome, what about Ji Lin and the others?" Although he believed it, Feng Tianyang still wanted to confirm.

"Old Ji, it's already over......" The second elder of Zhendian shook his head and said with a slightly regretful tone.

"Really, it's still ...... gone"

"Hmph, isn't it good to go?" the black-robed monk smiled sharply, as if relieved.

"Shut up. Feng Tianyang Rao is good temper, Rao guessed the identity of the black-robed monk, but he still snorted coldly.

"Shut up, do you have this qualification?" the black-robed monk fought against each other, and seemed to have a lot of hatred for Feng Tianyang.

At this moment, in the sky, the pseudo-thunderclouds were completely formed, and even the polar ice under Feng Tianyang's hands was at this moment, putting away the cold air, and using that cold air to resist the vastness of the pseudo-thunderclouds.

The thunderclouds that Yunchen faced at the beginning, it can be seen from this that there are many horrors......

"It's hard to imagine how Yunchen escaped at the beginning, but now he will die?"

"Child, don't be distracted now, or I, old man, will fall apart. Fog joked.

"Less nonsense, don't forget, you lost to my agreement. Xie Yan said with a smile, obviously their relationship is by no means ordinary.

"Look at the sky......" The fog seemed a little embarrassed and couldn't help but change the subject.

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I saw that in the sky, pseudo-thunderclouds were completely formed, like tornadoes, but these were formed by thunder and lightning, unless they were at the peak of the gods, or a higher realm powerhouse, they could escape among them, and the monks present were only a few of them, maybe even the heavenly wind, they didn't dare to say for sure.

"It's time to start. Xie Qingchen, the strongest cultivator in the realm at the moment, he looked at the black-robed monk and slowly spoke.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The black-robed monk leaped forward and flew into the distance.

Immediately after, Xie Qingchen took his fellow people and rushed towards the depths of the land of water and wood.

"Up. Feng Tianyang said hurriedly.

"Kill!"

A scuffle, it seems, began here.

The disciples of Fengyunmen had to raise their respective weapons, some were magic weapons, and some were still treasure weapons, but they, with the honor of the sect, rushed to choose death and cultivate.

"You, are you still coming to die?" Yun Shao stood up at this moment, staring at the Fengyun Sect disciples, they were trained by him, and they had a special fear of him.

For a time, the two sides were at a stalemate.

And Feng Tianyang, regardless of these, took his subordinates, missed Yun Shao's side, and rushed inside.

The golden-winged mountain eagle spreads its wings, flutters its wings, and rushes into the depths of the land of water and wood.

The second elder of Zhen Dian also followed, and Xie Xuan, with the help of the mist, turned into a whirlwind, and seemed to deliberately roll towards Yun Shao, wanting to disperse his men.

Yun Shao roared, his muscles jumped, he knew that he was facing the legendary family, and he couldn't be careless.

In an instant, a thick shield formed in front of him, slammed into the whirlwind, and then threw the whirlwind into the open place with all his might, feeling empty at the same time.

In the whirlwind, Xie Yan laughed: "Wait a minute, we'll meet again." ”

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Outside, Yun Shao instructed the two sides not to clash, and then rushed into the depths as well.

He was not a monk who liked to kill, so he chose to be as peaceful as possible.

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However, it was already a mess inside, the monks of the Ping Three Sects faced the monks of the Shangjie Qingchen side, and Feng Tianyang seemed to have untied some kind of confinement and started a big battle with the black-robed monks.

And after that, Xie Qingchen seemed invincible, but the fog around the second elder of Zhendian and Xie Yan turned into a huge whirlpool, sweeping Xie Qingchen, and he was on a par with him.

The fog can't see the real and the false, and Xie Qingchen can't get rid of it, and it can't cause damage to it, and the two sides are in a wonderful equilibrium.

With Yun Shao's intrusion, what he said not long ago became a reality, Xie Yan looked at him at a glance, black mist, emanating from his hand, and then holding a spear, with excitement, rushed towards Yun Shao.

Yun Shaojian's eyebrows were cold, the cold front flowed, the magic weapon in his hand was actually a bow and arrow, and with his slight pull, the thunder arrow, even the soil of the rising earth, turned into a raging nameless beast, roaring and rushing towards the liberation.

"This is, the Wind Thunder Bow of the Wind and Thunder Gate?" Xie Yan's expression became solemn, this bow, with great prestige, is a famous magic weapon of the Heavens, at the sixth order, and with the accompaniment of the power of wind and thunder, it is extremely powerful.

"Come on, let me see how capable you are, the orphan of the Wind Thunder Gate. Xie Yan roared, extremely excited, the other party is the son of an enlightened person, there must be something extraordinary!

Full outbreak, full unfolding......