In the south in May, temperatures generally begin to rise.

On the western outskirts of Haicheng, there is a Wangxia Mountain.

The mountain is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and from a distance, it looks like a fairyland on earth.

In the evening, in a wooden house standing in the mountains, two voices sounded at this moment.

"Are you really sure you want to get out of here?"

"Sure. ”

“...... Can't you go if you don't go?"

"If you don't leave, will you raise me?"

This kind of dialogue should obviously be a tear-inducing movie scene, but it is extremely absurd to fall here.

Zhang Yi was lying on the bed, picked up his mobile phone and swiped a certain audio and video, and when he heard the other party's words, he quickly rolled over from the bed and got up, and threw the duffel bag that had been sorted out a long time ago towards the door: "Master, you slow down all the way." ”

“......”

Standing at the door was an old man who was almost old, with gray temples and ravines on an old face, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"You little rabbit!" took the burden, the old man's left hand shook a little, and somehow he did it, a whisk of dust appeared directly on his waist.

With a whisk in his hand, the old man waved his hand with his back to the wooden house, turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

"Master, slow down, be careful of the demons and monsters along the way to tie you up and get married!" Behind him, Zhang Yi had also run out of the wooden house, his eyes seemed to be full of tears, but there was a thick smile on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand desperately.

"Poof—"

One foot has just stepped on the edge of the cliff, the old man is so angry that he almost vomits blood, his old face is as black as the bottom of the pot, stepping on the red glow, stepping into the sky!

One step at a time, hanging in the air!

After nine steps, at the top of this Wangxia Mountain, between the dense fog, a huge portal suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The portal was blue and heavy, like a glass of stone, standing above the sky, the most divine and holy...... On that portal, there are also three gilt typing, blooming with divine brilliance!

South!

Zhang Yi looked at the huge portal above the sky, his eyes were a little complicated.

No one is more familiar with Nantianmen than him.

"Earth Immortal Realm, hehe, it's interesting...... I just don't know when I'll be able to go back to this mortal body now. Zhang Yi looked up at the three gilded characters that were gradually fading, and muttered softly.

When the old man ascended to the sky and stepped into the South Heavenly Gate for the last step, there were bursts of fairy sounds in the sky, as if a fairy spirit had descended into the world.

Seeing the Nantian Gate close, Zhang Yi took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"This old man is gone, the seal should be slowly lifted. ”

Sitting on a piece of bluestone, Zhang Yi slowly closed his eyes, his fingers moved slightly, feeling a trace of qi and blood surging from his body, and even the golden dragon patterns on his bones were a little dim.

"That's true. ”

Zhang Yi opened his eyes, the essence of his eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself.

This Nine Extremes Trapped Dragon Lock was used to trap his Dao Ji and prevent his powerful Dao Ji from crushing his current mortal body.

And the one who cast the sealing method in Zhang Yi's body was the master who had just ascended to the sky and gone to the earth immortal realm.

In the earth immortal world, Zhang Yi is the prince in the heavenly court, commonly known as the second generation of immortals.

He was only one step away from the saint, but he couldn't get out of that step...... That's why after consulting with Master, I came to this world, started my cultivation as a mortal body, and finally strived to become holy in the flesh!

Zhang Yi's many immortal paths have been completed, almost perfect, but only the physical body is still lacking.

"Sanctification of the flesh...... Hopefully I won't go wrong this time. ”

Remembering that he had fallen from the top of the immortal when he looked directly at the Heavenly Dao, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with a trace of evil.

At this moment, a snow-white fox burst out and squeaked.

Zhang Yi frowned and said, "Little fox, are you saying that there are cultivators coming this way?"

The little fox nodded hurriedly, went up and bit the corner of Zhang Yi's clothes, pulled it inside, and signaled Zhang Yi to hide quickly.

"Don't worry. Zhang Yi smiled and rubbed the little fox's head, looking indifferent.

Grandpa set up a formation around this wooden house, but now that grandpa is gone, the formation is invalid, and at most it can only be used once.

But...... One time is enough.

When the words fell, the sound of breaking wind resounded, and the four figures turned into streamers and flew out, and a powerful aura enveloped this Wangxia Mountain, and any wind and grass in it could hardly escape their breath capture.

"The aura fluctuation here is extremely strong just now, how come it is gone here......"

"There's a demonic spirit!"

Several people soon appeared on the top of the mountain, and their eyes were locked on Zhang Yi, who was sitting on a bluestone in front of the wooden house, and the snow-white little fox beside Zhang Yi.

"Boy, do you know what just happened here?" A hook-nosed man came out of the sky, stepped into the wooden house, and stared at the little fox beside Zhang Yi, his eyes flickering.

"It has nothing to do with a few, let's go. Zhang Yi said lightly.

"Let's go?"

The hook-nosed man sneered, he had sensed it, Zhang Yi didn't have any aura on his body, he was just an ordinary person.

However, the little fox beside Zhang Yi is a demon beast, if he is lucky, he can also make the fur of this demon beast into a leather armor!

Without a word, the hook-nosed man reached out and grabbed the little fox.

"Woohoo——"

The little fox's eyes were fierce, and he roared fiercely.

Zhang Yi also burst out with two chills in his eyes, took out a jade flute from his back, put it to his mouth and blew it gently.

When the flute sounded, a suppressive force suddenly rose in the wooden house, and the hook-nosed man who had just stepped in fell to his knees in an instant, and the bones on his body were almost broken.

In the next second, the hook-nosed man felt as if something was about to explode in his chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth directly, and the hook-nosed man threw himself forward, kicked his legs, and stared at his eyes.

As soon as the hook-nosed man died, the faces of the remaining three changed instantly.

Killed by an ordinary mortal?

"Magic weapon!"

"He's using the power of magic weapons!"

"That's not right...... It's a formation in a wooden house, and there is the power of repression in it, and stepping into it is death...... But only once, always. ”

The three cultivators quickly saw the clues.

One of the bald men stepped over, staring at Zhang Yi with both eyes, and said coldly: "Boy, your wooden house formation can only be used once, and the flute is just an auxiliary device to urge the formation, without the formation, you will die!"

Zhang Yi smiled lightly: "Yes, if you are not afraid of death, you can come in and try." ”

He is a dignified prince of the Heavenly Court, what kind of wind and waves have he never seen, even a real saint has seen more than one, and he will be bluffed by a few rookies?

The bald man sneered, walked into the range of the wooden house formation, noticed that the formation did not appear, and said coldly: "Boy, leave the magic weapon in your hand, I can let you leave with this little fox!"

Now, the bald man doesn't care much about the little fox next to Zhang Yi, but the magic weapon in Zhang Yi's hand!

The magic weapon is at least seven grades, and if it falls into his hands, the combat power will definitely soar by more than one grade.

Seeing this, the other two came over one after another, and they also planned to get a piece of the pie!

The three cultivators walked towards Zhang Yi, and the little fox's eyes were fierce and he screamed again and again.

Zhang Yi suddenly chuckled and said, "Do you really want this flute? This is not something that ordinary people can control, beware of losing your life!"

"Heh! You can hold a piece of waste in your hand, it's easy for me!"

The bald man approached step by step, the greed in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he would shoot at any time!

"If you want it, take it. ”

When the words fell, Zhang Yi threw the jade flute out.

The bald man's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he wanted to snatch the jade flute!

The two people around him also rushed out!

The three big hands all grabbed the jade flute, and the golden dragon pattern on it seemed to be activated again, and suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, soaring into the sky!

"Boom!"

Then, the three men fell to their knees one after another, their arms were blurred by the flesh and blood swept by a wave of energy, and the jade flute crushed the hand bones of the three people, and that energy was even more involved in their bodies, destroying all life.

The bald man still has the last trace of sobriety, frightened, and wants to run away!

But in the next second, a sharp claw poked out and directly cut off the bald man's Xue Liang head!