Changxi Butterfly Valley, located in a mountain range deep in the depths of Phantom Moon Island.

There is a perennial mist there, hazy and hazy obscuring the entrance to the valley, making it difficult to see the scene inside, but there is a faint fragrance overflowing, refreshing.

The owner of Phantom Moon Island announced in the main hall that he had changed the rules, and everyone set off together and gathered here.

However, compared to the excitement and relaxation in the main hall at the beginning, the warriors at this time were much more silent, as if a heavy boulder was pressing on everyone's hearts, and the atmosphere was strange and indescribable.

One by one, their eyes flickered, and their expressions when they looked at each other were also strange, obviously they were all communicating with each other.

In the previous Illusory Mist Conference, those who entered only had six tea leaves on the Hundred Illusory Dao Mist Tree to grab, and it was just a benefit for the younger generation of martial artists, which could be regarded as a little test.

But this time, the additional gift of Phantom Moon Island is very likely to open up the major forces, and the gap of thousands of years after that will have a far-reaching impact is no longer a simple trial.

In this way, they can't help but be unconcerned.

Compared with the silence and solemnity of everyone, Jun Yi is much more casual, although he is curious and very excited about Dao Wu Tea, but in his heart, it is still far less important than Hundred Illusion Mist.

"This time the Phantom Mist Conference is very unusual. ”

Nangong Anyan looked at the mist-shrouded valley, her long eyelashes trembled lightly, and she said in a deep voice: "In the past, you didn't care about the ownership of Dao Fog Tea, but this time everyone must go all out to grab it." ”

Xiang Qi Ping and the others looked nervous, but they didn't have too many thoughts in their hearts, and they even went with the purpose of improving the realm.

Guiyi Villa is different from other forces, except for You Bai'an, the rest of Xiang Qiping and the others can be regarded as temporary recruits, and at most they are outer disciples.

And the people who come from the Wentian Sect and other forces are all talented disciples under the sect, the pillars of the future of the sect, whether it is the cultivation of exercises or martial arts, they are all superior things.

Compared with them, Xiang Qiping had no other advantages than being a little more experienced in surviving and killing outside.

They really don't have the confidence to win.

Nangong Anyan didn't look at Qi Ping and the others, but he could understand what they were thinking, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

This is also the first time that she has questioned the operation of Guiyi Villa.

But this is not the time to think about this, Nangong Anyan's expression was solemn, and he promised in a deep voice: "As long as you can obtain a piece of Daowu tea, Guiyi Mountain Villa will give you a holy weapon afterwards." ”

Hallows!

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of Xiang Qiping and the others contracted unconsciously, their breathing became heavy and short, and their hearts seemed to be smashed down by a heavy hammer, which was inexplicably shocking.

The so-called holy weapon is a weapon forged by a strong man who has surpassed the realm of Wuzun, and its power is not only amazing, but the most important thing is that it is also imprinted with the great rhyme of its cultivation.

Possessing a holy weapon means that it is possible to enter the realm of Dao Venerable, how can people not be moved?

Even Jun Yi unconsciously held his breath.

Nangong Anyan's handwriting is not small, but whether it is Gu Qing or Chu Ye, there is no surprise on their faces, and they seem to be deeply reasonable.

The holy weapon is certainly precious, but compared to Daowu tea, it is still a little worse.

"Please rest assured, Elder Nangong, we will do our best. ”

For a while, Xiang Qiping, Zhan Lingqian, and Kan Yuhan's expressions finally became serious, and the clenched fists also showed their determination to fight.

Even You Bai'an is no exception.

In his opinion, as long as he can get a piece of Daowu tea, his position in Guiyi Villa will inevitably be impeccable and unshaken.

This is very important to him.

Everyone stared at the misty valley entrance, watching the fog there gradually change and turn to the icy blue luster of the debut, and their eyes couldn't help but flicker.

Changxi Butterfly Valley, as the habitat of the Hundred Illusion Dao Fog Tree, is coveted by countless powerhouses in Yunzhou, but Illusory Moon Island has never sent people to guard it.

Not only because of the strong strength of Phantom Moon Island and the absolute self-confidence supported by it, but also because of the special features of Changxi Butterfly Valley.

If it is not the opening time of Changxi Butterfly Valley, even if you forcibly enter it, you will always lose your way, even if it is a powerhouse in the Dao Venerable realm, there is no exception.

Only the mist at the entrance of Changxi Butterfly Valley can be truly entered, transformed into a complete pale blue color.

The eyes of the warriors from all directions converged, staring at the entrance that gradually turned into a light blue color, all of them were a little ready to move, and some of the martial artists of scattered cultivation and small forces were already gearing up and couldn't wait.

As the pale blue color at the entrance of Changxi Butterfly Valley becomes richer, the fragrance that overflows from the inside becomes more and more attractive.

Just a light sniff made people feel that their hearts were connected, so that the martial artists who were about to enter this time broke through the barriers of the Wuzun realm, and they all became a little looser.

This shocked everyone's hearts, and their eyes were more expectant.

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Suddenly, the mist at the entrance of Changxi Butterfly Valley trembled, and the only remaining pale white mist was completely covered with pale blue and replaced by a pale blue hue.

In the pale blue mist, a vague passage emerged, reflected in the eyes of the warriors, leading to the depths of the Changxi Butterfly Valley.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Phantom Island smiled after binding his robe: "The time has come, everyone please come in." ”

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding martial artists set off one after another, and the powerful power of the Martial Emperor realm was stirred around them, and they all rushed into the light blue mist and submerged into the Changxi Butterfly Valley.

Countless scattered cultivators looked excited, like locusts crossing the border, densely packed.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sect and other major forces, seeing that there was nothing unusual at the entrance, stopped watching and walked into the air one after another.

Jun Yi and the others were no exception, and under the solemn gaze of Nangong Anyan and others, they stepped out.

Not far away, the yin owl man who was looking at Jun Yi in the main hall also sneered, and after glancing at the Yu family's martial artists, he took a few companions by his side and set off.

The young man's gaze intertwined, and he couldn't help but show ruthlessness, and the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

On his side, the tall middle-aged man had a solemn face, and admonished: "Chuan'er, this time when you enter the Changxi Butterfly Valley, you don't need to pay too much attention to the Dao Mist Tea, remember to collect the Hundred Illusion Mist, which is the most important thing." ”

"You must be careful of the martial artists of Thunder Valley and Xuanyin Tower, they will definitely not let you refine smoothly, don't entangle with them for too long and delay time. ”

Hearing this, several people nodded calmly, and the killing intent in the young man's eyes also subsided a little, and after taking a deep breath, he said in response: "Fourth Elder, rest assured, I will definitely let the people of the Zhaoying clan smoothly refine the Hundred Illusion Mist." ”

"Good. ”

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his face couldn't help but show a little melancholy, he stretched out his hand to pat the young man's shoulder, and sighed softly: "This time Changxi Butterfly Valley, it's all up to you." ”

The young man nodded heavily, turned to a solemn expression, and walked out with his clansmen, rushing headlong into the Changxi Butterfly Valley.

Seeing the young man's back disappear, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and sighed in a low voice: "In this generation, only you are up to the task." ”

"If your sister is still there, with her talent for awakening the ancestor's life, she will must..."

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and it was difficult to continue to speak, and the look on his face was full of worry, and there was even more resentment and grief, which was very complicated.

......

"Hey, hey, hey..."

In an inconspicuous dense forest, a low sinister smile slowly came out, and the excited words in his mouth stirred the ups and downs of the leaves: "Big brother, they are in, our chance has come." ”

As he spoke, the fat on the fat man's body trembled: "This time, we must kill them, take their treasures, collect the remuneration of the employer, and become famous in the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm." ”

On its side, the figure with a stiff face nodded slightly, and the figure in white who stood up also thought deeply, and the gaze in their eyes was also very eager.

It's just that the fat man's next words made their expressions stiffen again: "It's best that the eldest and second eldest can die with them, so that all the treasures are mine." ”

Liang Shou was happily dreaming, even drooling as he spoke, and his eyes narrowed into a slit happily, very proud.

Suddenly, Liang Shou felt a cold wind blowing, which made the fat on his body shake inexplicably, and he hit a spirit, meeting the indifferent gazes of Hu Bai and Zhu Su.

He hurriedly stretched out his big meaty hand, gagged his mouth, and turned to look in all directions, pretending that nothing had happened, looking innocent.

Hu Bai and Zhu Su didn't bother to pay attention to him, and after snorting coldly, they grabbed Liang Shou left and right, mixed in the surrounding scattered cultivators, and entered the Changxi Butterfly Valley.

......

At this time, most of the warriors around Changxi Butterfly Valley couldn't wait to enter it.

It's just that the warriors of Phantom Moon Island are still staying behind the Phantom Island Lord, and they haven't moved for a long time, and they are still looking around dissatisfied, as if they are waiting for something.

Phantom Xiaoyi's tender white jade hand pinched the long skirt, staring at the big watery eyes with an anxious face, and looked behind him from time to time, seeing that the Phantom Island Lord looked helpless.

Suddenly, Phantom Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and the eagerness on her face dissipated, all replaced by joy.

"Pedal pedal pedal..."

Phantom Xiaoyi trotted and walked straight towards the blue-shirted young man in the forest.

"Why are you here?"

She complained a little in her words, but she didn't wait for him to respond, so under the jealous gaze of the warriors around her, her cheeks flushed, grabbed the hand of the blue-shirted young man, and ran to the entrance of Changxi Butterfly Valley.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples of Phantom Moon Island wailed in their hearts, but they didn't think much about it, and hurriedly followed.

"This little girl..."

The phantom island master's face froze, and he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to tear the blue-shirted young man apart, but looking at the shame on his daughter's side face, he dispelled his thoughts in a gloomy manner.

He felt as if something was missing in his heart, empty.