The voices kept approaching, and soon, several figures appeared in front of everyone at the same time, three people walking in front and walking side by side, and behind the three people were ten people in different costumes.

"It's ...... People of the Hundred Tribes of the Northern Regions!"

Some of the garrison warriors screamed, the environment in the Northern Regions is harsh, the people have always been fierce, and the concepts of everyone are different, so many ethnic groups have naturally been derived, so they are known as the hundred ethnic groups in the Northern Regions, but of course, there are not so many ethnic groups in fact, after all, an ethnic group can only be recognized by the hundred ethnic groups in the Northern Regions when the martial artist of the Imperial Realm is born, and truly become one of the hundred ethnic groups.

"This is the Northlanders?"

Long San looked at the thirteen people who had completely walked out of the Heavenly Death Mountain Range in a daze, he naturally knew about the introduction of the Hundred Clans of the Northern Regions, but after being stationed here for so many years, this was the first time he had seen the people of the Northern Regions.

The three people who walked in front looked like they were in their twenties, but their eyes were extremely sharp, while the ten people behind them were much more casual, and they didn't have the feeling of putting these garrison warriors in front of them in their eyes at all, but whether it was the three people in front or the ten people in the back, for Long San, they couldn't see through their cultivation at all, that is to say, their worst cultivation was also above the Lingyun Realm.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, go and report to the sect!"

"Hurry up and send the news back to the sect, the Northern Regions are attacking!"

After a short period of distraction, all the garrison warriors reacted and began to contact the major sects, after all, everyone knows that there is enmity between the north and south regions, and now the people from the northern region have come over, and these are just the garrison warriors of the spirit vein realm, which is not enough for people to kill.

"Long San, aren't you from the Liding Sect? Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and contact the sect!"

"Uh, contact the sect?"

Long San hadn't come back to his senses yet, and looked at the warrior who reminded him in confusion.

"That's right, let's just say that the people from the Northern Regions are coming to attack the Southern Regions in a big way, ask for support!"

"But there are only thirteen people here, and ......."

Long San looked at the people from the Northern Regions who had stopped and sat on the ground, took out food and began to eat and drink, and hesitated: "And I look at them like this, no matter how you look at them, they don't look like they are going to attack!"

"Uh......"

Long San's voice was not loud, but the busy warriors present couldn't help but look at the thirteen people from the Northern Regions, and sure enough, as Long San said, these thirteen people from the Northern Regions had no intention of moving forward, and even when they were busy transmitting the news back to the sect, they had already finished drinking a pot of old wine.

Soon, all the warriors stationed in this vicinity stopped, staring blankly at the people in the Northern Regions who had already begun to push the cups and change the lamps, the scene was extremely weird and embarrassing.

The news of the boundary of the Heavenly Death Mountain Range is always the fastest to transmit, but after a few breaths, a King Realm martial artist stepped into the air.

"This is the thirteen elders of the inner gate of the Liding Sect, the martial artist of the King Realm!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the identity of this King Realm martial artist, which immediately caused a commotion.

Seeing a group of people from the Northern Regions eating and drinking in front of the border, the thirteen elders of the Liding Sect frowned at the moment, and did not speak, with a wave of the sleeves of their robes, the spiritual power surged into a long knife and flew downward.

Just when everyone thought that a royal realm battle was about to start, they saw that among the ten people of the hundred clans in the northern region below, a warrior wearing a felt hat suddenly raised his wine glass towards the spiritual power long knife, and in just an instant, the menacing spiritual power long knife seemed to be pulled, and it was quickly shrunk into the raised wine glass, and turned into spiritual energy again and submerged into the wine.

The felt-hat warrior drank all the wine in the cup, frowned, and said to himself: "The spiritual power of the Southern Regions is like this, it is unbearable to drink, unbearable to drink!"

Saying that, before the face of the thirteen elders who stepped into the air changed, the felt-hat warrior shook hands in the air, and an invisible force pressed the space and directly restrained the figure of the thirteen elders, falling from the sky to the ground.

The Thirteen Elders were shocked and angry, the other party's methods were far beyond his imagination, whether it was spatial restraint or fine control of spiritual power, it was completely beyond the ability of ordinary King Realm martial artists, and even some ordinary Imperial Realm martial artists might not be able to use spiritual power as easily as felt hat martial artists.

Spatial restraint may be able to be done with some kind of secret method, but the fine control of spiritual power requires a strong enough divine soul power to support it, and the other thirteen elders are not sure, but in terms of divine souls, the felt hat warrior in front of him has definitely reached the realm or even the realm of the soul in the late stage of the realm.

"This is the King Realm of the Southern Regions, Brother Qi Lian, were you so weak when you were in the King Realm?" Among the ten people, the man in animal skin said casually, immediately causing a burst of laughter.

"Silly big man, have you forgotten that the first emperor I beat when I was in the Wang Realm was your son?" said the handsome man known as Qi Lian speechlessly, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"The Hundred Clans of the Northern Regions, if you rashly cross the Tianqi Mountain Range and come to my Southern Regions, aren't you afraid of being attacked by my Southern Regions?"

The Thirteen Elders shouted hoarsely, from the conversations of these people, the Thirteen Elders obviously caught a lot of information, those three young people were just cultivators of the Spirit Cloud Realm, but the ten people behind them all had cultivation above the King Realm, and they could never be ordinary spies.

"Hey, hey, this Heavenly Death Mountain Range is not from your Southern Regions, right?"

The beast-skin man "stupid big man" shouted: "Hurry up and let you Southern Regions come over a few, we are just here to have a good time, there is no other meaning to the Southern Regions, really, Lao Tzu thought that he could meet a few powerful characters, but he didn't expect to come out of a king realm like a dismiss, too much to look down on people, right?"

After speaking, the beast-skinned man didn't care about the reaction of the thirteen elders, turned his head and shouted at the handsome man: "Xiao Qilian, I heard that you are originally from the Southern Regions, why don't you go and tell them and let them call a few people who can call the shots?"

"Xiao Qilian?"

"Little Qilian?"

"Get out!"

The spiritual power around the delicate man's body suddenly exploded, and between the flowing hairs, an aura far beyond the royal realm swept towards the entire Southern Regions.

After doing all this, the handsome man stared coldly at the beast-skinned man and said, "Why Bijun, I warn you for the last time, if you dare to call me by my name again, I will kill your son when I go back!"

Hearing this, He Bijun smiled awkwardly, but didn't speak again, just muttered to himself: "Alas, what's wrong with the young people now, shouting and killing every day, isn't it good for everyone to sit down and joke and drink tea together?"

No one paid attention to He Bijun, the beautiful man had already closed his eyes, the garrison warriors did not dare to come out, and the thirteen elders stared at the face of the beautiful man, as if he was recalling something, and for a while the entire boundary was extremely quiet.

"It's coming!"

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a low cry came out of the mouth of the beautiful man, and then the beautiful man opened his eyes suddenly, and the power of the divine soul like a tide suddenly withdrew into his body.

"It's been decades since I've entertained friends from the Northern Regions, and I didn't expect so many people to come here at once today, which really makes Liu happy!"

Before the people were still alive, a clear voice had already spread throughout the border.

He Bijun and the other ten people all frowned and looked at the direction where the voice came from, it was obvious that the powerhouse of the same level as himself and others in the Southern Regions had arrived.

The thirteen elders who were bound on the other side were stunned at first the moment they heard the voice, and in an instant their faces showed ecstasy, He Bijun and the others may not know much about the powerhouses of the Southern Regions, but the thirteen elders knew very well how terrifying the strength of the master of this voice was.

Liu Wuya, who is known as Yinzun, no one knows whether his true cultivation is in the Zun Realm or in the Emperor Realm, but he still dares to be respected in an environment suppressed by the will of heaven and earth, Liu Wuya is the first and only one, and more importantly, Liu Wuya is a loose cultivator.

It is a loose cultivation, which means that everything Liu Wuya has obtained by himself, and the strange thing is that no one has ever known Liu Wuya's growth trajectory, and by the time he appears in the eyes of the major top forces, he will already be able to match the older generation of Imperial Realm martial artists.

Liu Wuya's record is as loud as his name, although there is only one battle, but in that battle, he single-handedly overwhelmed five Emperor Realm martial artists, and became the first on the genuine Southern Emperor List, such a record, the entire Southern Regions, no, in the entire history of the continent, perhaps only that Emperor Ye Yuntian can do it or even say that it is more powerful.

The major forces have always had only two choices to deal with loose cultivation, win over or eliminate, but in the face of the sudden rise of Liu Wuya, whether it is the Southern Three Sects or the Great Yan Dynasty, they all invariably choose to ignore it, perhaps because they are afraid of Liu Wuya's cultivation, or maybe they are afraid that he will be angry and invest in a certain force.

The words fell for only a few breaths, and several figures suddenly appeared in front of the garrison warriors, led by a person with a face like a crown of jade, fluttering clothes, and a guqin on his back, which was the first on the Southern Emperor List, and the sound respected Liu Wuyan.

Behind Liu Wuya, the five people standing side by side were all Imperial Realm martial artists, Yan Shan, the deputy sect leader of the Liding Sect, Xu Shanyue, the great elder of the inner gate of the Li Ding Sect, the Dao Xuanmen Qingyang Dao Chief, the Dao Xuanmen Qingfeng Dao Chief, and Xie Changshan, the deputy commander of the 100,000 warrior army of the Great Yan Dynasty.

These six Imperial Realm martial artists can be said to be the representatives of the top forces in the Southern Regions, but it can also be seen from the side that the high-end combat power of the Northern Regions has indeed been much stronger than the Southern Regions over the years.

"How is it possible?"

The beautiful man's eyes were firmly fixed on Liu Wuya, who had an indifferent face, and suddenly shouted.