A group of sons of the martial arts pavilion were silent, looking at the rather miserable Lan Wudao, and their hearts were clouded with a layer of gloom. Updates are fast and ad-free.

"After all, Qingxia Ancient Sect is a super-first-class top sect, and you are a young master of Qingxia, he can compete with the witch and almost force the other party to use it, so naturally there is something terrifying. ”

The eldest brother of the Lan family said something to comfort Lan Wudao, but even he himself was panicked by this reason, after all, they swore that it was in name only, and it could be suppressed.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of a hit. The Nine Emperors, who has only watched a good show for so long, is now a turtle with a shrunken head. Hmph!"

Lan Wudao looked at the walls of the imperial city from afar, and with his cultivation, he could certainly sense that the wizard of the imperial family was peeping.

An hour later, in the deep mountains and old forests 1,900 miles away from the imperial city, Emperor Yunxiao fell from mid-air, and five figures behind him followed him to land.

"Young Sect Master, why are you in such a hurry?"

The dark guards of the Dark Temple are all elites who are proficient in observing words and feelings, and since they had only just noticed the abnormality of Emperor Yunxiao, he seemed to be deliberately avoiding the divine thoughts of those people in the Holy Snow Emperor Capital.

"Coming out of the void chaos, the previous injuries have not healed, and only then did he use all his strength to involve the wound. You and the others will gather the other dark guards of the dark hall, and we will return to the sect through the large teleportation ancient array. ”

Emperor Yunxiao covered his chest, which was the place where the god Wende would pierce with a flying spear.

"Yes, I'll summon Lord Mo Wenxin and them now, and at midnight at the latest, we can arrive at the teleportation ancient array in the southeast of Hanhai Star. ”

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Seven days later, on the mortal planet near the Infinite Realm in the Northern Star Domain, dozens of black shadows stepped into the only ancient city of Loulan in the Great Desert.

Under the guidance of a few monks with veils, the group entered the hinterland of the city lord, and these black shadows were the Emperor Yunxiao and the dark guards of the Dark Temple who had returned from the Holy Snow Emperor's capital.

In seven days, they crossed the teleportation ancient arrays of nearly a hundred cultivation stars, and finally set foot in the sphere of influence of the Qingxia Ancient Sect.

This ancient city of Loulan in the great desert is a stronghold supported by Qingxia on this planet.

"All the immortals have worked hard, do you want to take a break and return to the Qingxia Sect, or do you want to rest here for a few days?"

The Loulan City Lord stood in front of the door humbly, cautiously looking at these big people who had never come to the ancient city of Loulan, it was the first time he had seen so many Purple Mansion powerhouses gathered in one place.

"Take a break. City Lord, what news has the Infinite Realm Qingxia Sect been worth paying attention to recently?"

Emperor Yunxiao lifted the black cloak covering his head, revealing a mask of blue fangs, which is the standard configuration of the dark guards of the Dark Temple, they are all ghosts walking in the dark, and they are easy not to show their true faces.

"Qi Qi, this lord, Qingxia Sect is now gathering masters who go out, and I heard that there is a big man in this sect who has returned, and he is meeting with the giants of all parties. ”

Referring to the major events that happened in this sect, the face of the Loulan City Lord showed a look of envy.

A True Monarch Monk like him, who has changed the phase of the law, can only claim to be the king and hegemon in the small mundane world, and he is not qualified to receive the reception of those big people in this sect at all.

"Big shot, in addition to the supreme sect leader and a few old ancestors, who else in Qingxia's sect is qualified to ask the sect to summon the strong people stationed in all parties to return to the sect to worship?"

Emperor Yunxiao's face was strange, and his gaze swept towards Mo Wenxin, the captain of the First Elite Battalion of the Dark Temple.

As the captain of one of the four major battalions of the Dark Temple, he thought that he knew the core information of the sect well, but he had not heard of when such a big man appeared in the ancient sect.

Wait! The big man in the sky, is it possible...

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly tightened, and what could be described by the word Dingtian seemed to be the only one who was high above the eternal supreme.

"City lord, you go out first, prepare some meat and wine, and we will have dinner later. ”

The city lord of Loulan is also a personal spirit, knowing that these Purple Mansion powerhouses of this sect have something to discuss, and he doesn't want him to hear it, so he immediately retreats and carefully closes the door.

"Young Master, you may not know a secret because you are missing. There is a news circulating among the top echelons of the sect that Lord Wuzu's master may not have fallen back then, and it is very likely to return to Qingxia.

Perhaps, the great man in the mouth of the lord of Loulan City is the master under the crown of Wu Zu, the Lord of Dao Tianqiong. ”

Bang!

Emperor Yunxiao knew that there seemed to be a muffled thunder explosion in the sea, and his heart palpitated, and he suddenly recalled the records of the sect.

Dao Tianqiong, the 579th generation of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, the master of the Martial Ancestor, the title of 'Little Martial Immortal', the Supreme of the Eight Tribulations of the Shengang Realm.

Not only is he proficient in the way of the five elements, but he is also the only Gaidai giant in the history of Qingxia who has tempered his physical body to the tenth heaven of body refining.

It's just rumored that tens of thousands of years ago, when the Dao Heavenly Dome failed when it was supposed to pass the eighth supreme tribulation, it should have been feathered and returned to the genius right, and the person who had been dead for tens of thousands of years reappeared, is it possible?

Emperor Yunxiao was silent, and the ambitions and fangs that had never been revealed in the darkness of Qingxia gradually emerged.

"In that case, let's rest for the night tonight and set off to return to the sect in the early hours of tomorrow morning. ”

If it was really as Mo Wenxin said, the Dao Heaven Dome Ancestor was not dead, then it would really be news that shook the heavens.

The night of the Great Desert is a paradise for all kinds of creatures, and at the foot of the city wall outside Loulan City, dozens of palm-sized black scorpions converge into a treacherous figure.

"What a terrifying aura, who are these people? They can force the poisonous scorpions to retreat and not be able to get closer, there must be a real human level existence among these people.

It's just that such a strong person, why did he come to this ghost place where birds don't, could it be that like me, he came to spy on the movements of the Infinite Realm?"

Today's immeasurable realm can be described as turbulent, as Qingxia, who has the luck of the newly promoted Tianzun to suppress the sect, has become the uncrowned king of the immeasurable realm, and her every move has attracted much attention.

It seems that this monk who drives poisonous insects is a spy sent by some big forces around to monitor Qingxia.

They don't dare to sneak into the Infinite Realm easily, there are too many strong people, and one careless can be easily exposed, so they choose the inconspicuous small realm near the Infinite Realm to wait and see.

"It's not good, it's being sensed!"

Just as this poisonous cultivator was about to continue to send poisonous insects into the ancient city of Loulan, two terrifying auras that made him feel were rushing out of the city, frightening him to flee into the desert frantically.

After a few breaths, the two captains of the Dark Temple's Black Guard ten-person squad appeared in mid-air, looking at the deserted surroundings with slightly cold faces.

"Escape quite fast, any bull, ghost, snake and god dare to peep at us. It seems that Qingxia Sect is indeed attracting attention now, and this place cannot stay for a long time. ”

Waving his hand to set up a guard outside the city, the two black guards left.

After a long time, a few miles away from the city wall, the poisonous cultivator looked up from the sand, looked at the departing figure, and cursed with palpitations.