In the main hall, a young man in black stood on the main seat, with a little casualness in his eyes, and next to him stood an old man, his eyes were closed, his head was slightly drooping, and he looked like the servant of the young man in black.

Below, Nalan Xianyu, the Night Wandering Daoist, Tang Yu, and the Great Elder of the Feihe Gate sat in turn.

The young man in black shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect Dongfang Wuyun to carry the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, and I don't blame you for this matter."

Everyone present looked at the young man in black, they were all very dignified, and they didn't seem to dare to underestimate him in the slightest, which showed that this person was not simple.

The identity of this young man is indeed not simple, his cultivation seems to have reached the Infinite Golden Immortal for the first time, and his identity is also enough to shake the existence of the Nine Netherworlds.

He is the eldest son of Qingyang Lake, Murong Qingyan.

Qingyang Lake is also one of the seven major forces of the Southern Immortal Court, in charge of the largest river basin of the Southern Immortal Court, with countless masters under its command, and it is a force alongside the Sealed Demon Valley and the Imperial Palace.

Wen Qingye rose in the Qinglan Realm, and the first enemy was the Seventeenth Prince, who was the master of Qingyang Lake and the younger brother of Murong Qingyan.

And the reason why the three factions of Tianyan Sect, Hetian Sect, and Feihe Sect were able to arrange this high-level immortal formation this time was the reason why Qingyang Lake strongly supported it.

Murong Qingyan continued: "The Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag is one of the five flags of heaven and earth, and it is the top treasure of the fairy world.

"It turned out to be the Five Flags of Heaven and Earth!"

When Nalan Xianyu heard Murong Qingyan's words, she suddenly knew that Dongfang Wuyun had such a terrifying magic weapon on her body.

Tang Yu stood up and asked with a worried face: "Childe, what should we do next? If Dongfang Wuyun sends a master, we will not be able to stop it."

At this moment, his heart was really remorseful, he didn't expect that this time the organs were exhausted, not only did his Tianyan Sect master die and be injured, but the sect didn't dare to go back, how could he Tianyan Sect still have the face to call himself a ninety-nine-eighty-one upper sect?

"Although Dongfang Wuyun has broken the formation I arranged now, he is also seriously injured, and his main energy should be in the Ten Halls next, don't worry"

Murong Qingyan said confidently: "The masters of the Famous Sect and the Heavenly Silkworm Sect are all moving around the Cloud Palace, this is the best proof."

Nalan Xianyu frowned and said: "However, we are now a thorn in Dongfang Wuyun's eyes, a thorn in the flesh, sooner or later he will kill us all."

"Let's wait and see what happens!"

Murong Qingyan just nodded, then thought of something, and said: "Master Nalan, you do me a favor, I want to see Wen Qingye, he can defeat Shi Yuanxian, he is already qualified to talk to me, we all need him to contain Dongfang Wuyun during this time"

Although Nalan Xianyu was a little unhappy in her heart, she still nodded and said, "Okay, I know"

Murong Qingyan glanced at everyone, and said secretly in his heart: This Dongfang Wuyun is indeed not simple, the first time he fought with him, he failed, it is estimated that he has already guessed that someone is behind this group of stupid people.

Next, how should I take down these Nine Netherworlds? Do I really have to discuss with other forces, I will hunt the Dongfang family, but in this way, others will inevitably come to get a piece of the pie, which is allowed by him.

..........

The silver moon is like a hook, and the cool breeze is blowing.

Wen Qingye sat cross-legged on the bed, and there were twelve golden flying wheels in front of him, which were the top high-grade immortal magic weapons of the Twelve Heavenly Wheels.

"Today, I will completely refine these twelve heavenly wheels, and my strength is definitely enough to improve several levels."

Wen Qingye took a deep breath, and the twelve golden flywheels spun wildly around him, and the true qi he instilled in them did not obey his command at all.

He continued to increase the input of true qi, and the true qi like rivers, lakes and seas continued to rush into the Twelve Heavenly Wheels.

The surging true qi was like a huge palm, constantly controlling the twelve heavenly wheels, and the twelve heavenly wheels were constantly rotating, as if they wanted to escape from Wen Qingye's control.

In fact, these twelve heavenly wheels can barely be regarded as peak immortal magic weapons, but because the age is too old, with the ruthless wear and tear of time, the spirituality is more or less on the one hand, so these twelve heavenly wheels have been reduced to top-notch high-grade immortal magic weapons.

"Do you still want to resist?"

Wen Qingye knew that the spirit of the instrument in the Twelve Heavenly Wheels had long been lost, which was also the reason why the Twelve Heavenly Wheels had fallen into high-grade immortal magic weapons.

Therefore, his primordial spirit and true qi were directly covered and gone, and he planned to directly refine the twelve heavenly wheels.

Buzz! Buzz!

I don't know how long it has been, but the twelve heavenly wheels let out an amazing trembling moan, constantly surrounding Wen Qingye's side.

Hiss!

Wen Qingye bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, spit it out directly, and sprinkled it on the twelve heavenly wheels, only to see that the twelve heavenly wheels seemed to have lost their spirituality, and fell heavily to the side of the bed.

This is the essence blood of Wen Qingye's sacrifice.

His eyes were always closed, and time passed bit by bit, and at this moment, all the blood on the Twelve Heavenly Wheels seemed to melt into the Twelve Heavenly Wheels.

At the same time, the Twelve Heavenly Wheels also trembled wildly, and began to rotate rapidly around Wen Qingye's side.

"Refining succeeded"

Wen Qingye opened his eyes, his fingers moved slightly, and he saw that the twelve twelve heavenly wheels had all turned into thumb-sized and flew on Wen Qingye's fingertips.

At present, these twelve heavenly wheels are much more useful than the peak immortal magic weapon for Wen Qingye now, and you must know that the peak immortal magic weapon he wants to use is too sleepy.

However, these twelve days are all different, the grade is just right, and the true qi consumed is also within the range that Wen Qingye can bear.

Wen Qingye's hands danced, and the twelve heavenly wheels instantly turned into twelve golden rays of light hidden in Wen Qingye's body.

By this time, the sky was already bright, and a ray of transparent sunlight pierced through the thin clouds and shone into the ground.

Wen Qingye continued to practice the Immortal Sword Dao.

He sat cross-legged in the courtyard, suspended in mid-air, the sword of the Immortal was across his chest, his eyes were slightly closed, but the corners of his clothes were windless, in his mind, a series of fierce swordsmanship crossed it, and there were hard battles like images not only appeared.

From that sword technique, Wen Qingye kept thinking and feeling.

"Altar Master, I have something to report to you!"

Just when Wen Qing closed his eyes and cultivated at night, Nie Tiandong hurriedly walked in.

Wen Qingye saw Nie Tiandong's hurried figure, his body fell to the ground, and he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Nie Tiandong looked at Wen Qingye solemnly and said, "It's about Shenxuantai."

(End of chapter)