Jun Yi's eyes were fixed, carefully digesting the information Lan Jinxuan had told him.

Demon Spirit Refining Ancestor.

The place where it is located will be connected to the secret realm of all the demon clans above the demon realm, and the Beiwu Secret Realm is one of them, and the phoenix root he is looking for can be found in the Beiwu Secret Realm.

The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Come to think of it, that's what it means, right?

"Therefore, the various clans of the Demon Realm had to enter it. ”

Lan Jinxuan ignored the look on Jun Yi's face, and only felt that it was very ordinary, because she was also very surprised when she heard it for the first time.

However, she still reminded: "Don't be too happy. ”

"Gongzi wants to take the phoenix root, and there are many people in the demon realm who covet the phoenix root, so every time the demon spirit refines the ancestor, the strong people of the phoenix clan will go to protect the phoenix root and prevent others from interfering. ”

Jun Yi nodded lightly and did not open his mouth to respond, but the determined look in his eyes said what he was thinking.

The phoenix root, he is bound to win.

............

Vast seas, vast continents.

Above the white clouds floating in the sky, dozens of figures are standing quietly.

They were dressed in pure white, with long swords behind their backs, and their bodies exuded an astonishing aura of slaughter, which faintly tore apart the void, and sometimes there were dense pitch-black gaps.

There was a palpitating wind, surging out of the cracks, constantly wrapping around the bodies of these figures, but it could not leave the slightest trace.

Even in the midst of the blows of the wind, a slight trembling hiss could be heard.

If you look closely, you will find that these Gangfeng did not fall on the body of the martial artist at all, and before they even got close, they were all smashed by the sword intent on their bodies.

In front of these figures, two more figures were sitting with their eyes closed.

There was a strange sword cloud spreading, lingering around the two of them, making their faces hidden in it, hazy and unreal.

If you have to look, you will feel a tingling in your eyes.

If it is a slightly weaker martial artist, his eyes will even be blinded by the sword intent in an instant, and he will not be able to resist at all.

Obviously, the strength of the two of them has far surpassed that of other negative sword warriors, and they are sitting there, like a simple long sword, unpretentious, and not blasphemous.

This can be glimpsed from the exaggerated distance between the surrounding warriors and the two of them, as well as the awe-inspiring gazes they look at from time to time.

But the strange thing is that at the end of everyone standing, there is a woman in a dark dress, and an old man carrying a coffin, looking out of place.

They seem unworthy to stand with the people, and they seem to be transcendent, disdainful of being in the same stream as they are, lest they be infected by the spirit of the world.

If you want to find out the truth, you only need to look at the warriors around them.

Although these sword-bearer warriors were well disguised, it was still difficult to hide their irrepressible jealousy from the bottom of their hearts.

Cold, arrogant, ruthless...

It is synonymous with the two of them.

Rao is strength of the two is not as good as them, and they don't dare to step forward and be presumptuous.

"Huh..."

At this time, the wind was blowing in the distance, and the figures were moving slowly, and there were two figures, who came forward as if no one was around, and stood at the front of everyone.

The warriors around him bowed in unison, although they didn't say a word, their eyes were also full of awe.

Even the two warriors who were sitting quietly at the front slowly opened their eyes, got up and saluted slightly, not daring to have any dissatisfaction with his belatedness.

"Did they get their answers?"

The people who came were dressed in fluttering clothes, their expressions were full of dust, and they looked down at the continent looming at their feet.

There are high mountains continuously, mountains and mountains, there are steep and dangerous peaks, straight into the clouds, among which there is a palace standing on the peak, the gold and blue built by the glaze are magnificent, brilliant and dazzling.

From a distance, it looks like a place that is not vulgar.

Faintly, there is even more terrifying aura permeating it, shocking the small in all directions, suppressing the stability of one party, so that people dare not underestimate it.

If Jun Yi is here, you can see that this place is not much better than Guiyi Villa.

"Nope. ”

The figure bathed in the sword cloud bowed to the boy again.

As soon as the word was spit out, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became depressed, and the coldness made people feel frightened, making the breathing of the surrounding warriors slow down.

"It's really worry-free. ”

The young man sighed and rubbed his eyebrows very worriedly.

Another figure bathed in the sword cloud immediately walked out and bowed down: "Maybe it is precisely because of this that the teachings of the son are needed to make their hearts turn to the light." ”

"Interesting. ”

The young man's eyes lit up, he smiled and bent his fingers a little, pointing straight down: "In that case, let's take it down, but remember, don't make too much noise, it's best to do it unconsciously." ”

"Yes. ”

The figure's eyes lit up and he grinned.

In the middle of Ying He, he got up and raised his hand, signaling the warrior behind him to go down.

"Boom!"

In an instant, everyone surged mightily, turning into a wide quadrangular pillar of light in the air, pressing towards the continuous mountains and enveloping the dangerous peaks that broke through the clouds.

"Bold, who are the thieves, how dare you..."

Suddenly, the angry shouts in the mountains resounded in all directions, and the terrifying coercion shook out, directly waking up many sleeping powerhouses, making the breath rise steadily.

"Noise. ”

It's just that with the sound of impatience, there is a crisp sound of sword roaring that resounded throughout the nine heavens, cutting off the sound of the warrior's explosion and suppressing the gradually rising breath.

Outside the mountains, there are still warriors walking back and forth, driving past the mountains from time to time, but no one can notice the changes here, and it is suddenly cold and weird.

The heavens and the mountains are all quiet at this moment.

In the air, the young man walked calmly, walked down slowly, and then disappeared into it.

............

Nanyan Continent, the overlord Yu family.

Or different from ordinary sects, the Yu family has maintained the layout of the family since its origin, consisting of countless courtyards of different sizes, dominating one side.

Key places such as the library pavilion and the martial arts arena are full of people coming and going, so it is not lively.

From a cursory glance, the entire Yu family is densely packed with martial artists, numbering tens of thousands of people, but most of them are gathered in the martial arts arena to live outside.

Obviously, the outer part of the martial arts arena is where ordinary clansmen live, and the closer they are to the inside, the more terrifying their status in the family is, and the more admired they are.

Therefore, behind the tall courtyard wall is the place where the warriors of the Yu family face outward.

It was the place where the elders of the Yu family and the patriarch were located, and even deeper, there was a paradise that was leisurely filled by the misty mist of the Hundred Illusions.

There, it is the forbidden place of the Yu family, the place where the ancestors retreat and recuperate.

On weekdays, Mo said that he was an ordinary martial artist, even if the elders, even Yu Yue's own son wanted to come, they had to pay homage in advance and get the permission of the ancestor.

But on this day, Yu Qianliu, the head of the Yu family, took a woman with an illusory figure, ignoring the guards and approaching this place quickly.

It wasn't until the depths, in front of a valley, that Yu Qianliu and Concubine Yu Luo stopped.

The two of them looked at each side of the valley, and there was an old man on each side, sitting quietly on the rocks, as if he had already sat down, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

But the aura that lingers on them seems to be nothing, but people dare not underestimate it.

Rao is Yu Qianliu, and he doesn't dare to be presumptuous.

He bowed deeply, and didn't get up, so he spoke solemnly: "The head of the family, Yu Qianliu, has something important to ask the ancestor, and also asks the ancestor to appear and see it." ”

His voice turned into a wave of sound, and he went straight to the valley.

It's just that before he entered, he was blocked out by an invisible barrier.

The old man sitting on the side of the valley opened his eyes, looked at Yu Qianliu, and said indifferently: "In extraordinary times, no one is allowed to disturb the ancestor's recuperation for any reason. ”

Yu Qianliu seemed to have expected it, and kept his bowing posture, and continued: "Please ask the two elders to communicate, it's not that Qianliu doesn't know the severity, but the situation is urgent. ”

"What kind of thing is it that wants to alarm the ancestor?"

At this time, a cold voice came from behind Yu Qianliu abruptly.

Along with it, there were more than a dozen noisy footsteps, as well as a depressing atmosphere.

The first person, dressed in black and with white hair, with a pair of cloudy eyes and squinted eyes, was like a poisonous snake that made people feel cold all over his body, and he was looking down, it was the great elder of the Yu family, Yu Zelin.

Yu Qianliu didn't answer, didn't get up, still the same, bowed and stood.

His ignorance made Yu Zelin's gaze even colder, and an old man on his side stepped forward and forced him with words: "Could it be that the head of the family is favoritism, and he wants to use the Divine Spring for his daughter?"

"This is breaking the foundation of my Yu family with my own selfish interests. ”

"By no means, please ask the head of the family to take back your fate. ”

......

For a while, several people behind Yu Zelin opened their mouths in unison, scrambling to dissuade Yu Qianliu, like sparrows, chattering endlessly.

There are also old men who don't speak, but looking at Yu Qianliu's back, their eyes are still dissatisfied.

At this moment, Concubine Yu Luo knew that her father's head of the family was almost in name only, and it was difficult to even have prestige at all.

In front of the valley, it suddenly became a fang market.

And the old men on the left and right also pretended not to be seen, allowing them to express their opinions.

In the silence of Yu Qianliu, when the elders behind him were a little dry, there was finally an old man's deep voice in the valley, and it slowly came out: "What's the matter?"

And no one spoke.

Yu Qianliu got up at this time, and his expression was as usual: "Please open the fountain of nourishing the gods and let the concubine into the inner cultivation." ”

"Bold!"

As soon as his words fell, an elder jumped out behind him, and said bitterly: "Family Master, you know that the ancestor is seriously injured now, and he must be fully nourished by the Divine Fountain to heal his injuries. ”

"Actually speaking boldly at this time, letting a person who should be damned enter the Cultivation Divine Spring, wouldn't it be to put the ancestor in danger?

"Are you still the head of the Yu family?

"Boom!"

Yu Qianliu turned around suddenly, his eyes were cold and cold, like a fierce tiger hunted down the mountain, which made people feel frightened, and the face of the elder who opened his mouth was bloodless, and he retreated in a row, hiding behind the great elder.