Chapter 1111: Present Your Head

Chuanshui Mountain.

It was Jun Yi and his entourage, after a month of traveling, and after going ashore, they set foot on a mountain in the Nanyan Continent.

Maybe Dongfang Luli is worried, or maybe her physique is different from ordinary people, and the injuries on her body are much better, at least they don't hinder walking.

This place is the place where Dongfang Luli should rush to Yujia Road at the request of Jun Yi.

Not far from the bottom of the mountain, there is a city standing, which makes the lush forest and barren mountains here not particularly deserted, and there are many warriors who occasionally pass by.

It's just that they all have one characteristic, all of them are twinkling eyes and cautious.

That look, as if anyone would shoot at him.

Meng Hongchen looked around at the martial artists who were leaving in a hurry, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be a little solemn: "It seems that the dispute on the Nanyan Continent is already very serious. ”

Along the way, the martial artists they met were all fleeing from the Nanyan Continent, and there were even some family sects, driving demon beasts to drag their families.

If it weren't for Lei Gu and Xuanyin Tower, the dispute with the Yu family was getting worse day by day, who would choose to migrate thousands of miles?

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Dongfang Luli lightly covered her lips, and her pale face overflowed with strong resentment: "A few years ago, Lei Gu and Xuanyin Lou were still afraid of the ancestors of the Yu family, and most of their actions were mainly based on temptation, and now it seems that they can't wait." ”

"You don't matter, do you?"

Jun Yi looked at Dongfang Lili, his frowning face, and his emotions became heavier and heavier.

Along the way, he thought of a lot of ways, but without strength, it was all empty talk.

The only hole card he can rely on is the mystery of the ghost tomb in his body, but even if the ghost tomb is mysterious, he can only hit it by surprise.

"It's okay, cross the Chuanshui City in front, and in half a month, you can rush to the location of the Yu family. ”

Dongfang Luli shook his head, pointed to the city not far from the mountain, and then turned his head to look at Jun Yi, slightly hesitating, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Along the way, Dongfang Luli vaguely informed her worries, and more or less talked about the news about the Yu family, as well as the strength of Lei Gu and Xuanyin Tower.

It's not that she can't believe Jun Yi, but Jun Yi and his party seem to be strong, but in front of the three behemoths in the Nanyan Continent, they are not enough to see at all.

Even in front of Shuiyue Mansion, they are just big ants, and they don't see any qualifications for dialogue at all.

But Jun Yi was unmoved, Dongfang Lili said in his heart that while he was worried about Concubine Yu Luo, he should also have some hole cards, and now she can only comfort herself like this.

At least he didn't hide when he saw danger, and he still had some responsibility.

Without hesitation, the group quickly went down the mountain into the city, directly rented a beast of the late realm of Wuzun, and rushed towards the direction shown by Dongfang Luli.

The closer you get to where the Yu family is, the more obvious the traces of the battle that broke out between the Maolin Mountains, and there are seared cracks everywhere, and the broken land is full of devastation.

Jun Yi sat on the lion's head and raised his eyes to look at the mountains in the distance.

Yushan.

There, as Dongfang Law said, the position of the Yu family.

The entire mountain range was hidden in the clouds, like a terrifying being lying on its side, outlining strong muscles, resting and perching.

"That is the ancestral land of the Yu family. ”

Dongfang Luli looked at Jun Yi's gaze, and finally had some more brilliance in his tired beautiful eyes, and said: "It is said that along with the entire mountain range, the ancestors of the Yu family relocated with supreme power. ”

"That mountain range is not an ordinary mountain range, but a holy product vein. ”

Hearing this, Jun Yi and several people couldn't help but be surprised, and secretly sighed that the Yu family has a profound heritage, and it is worthy of being a powerful existence on the territory of Yunzhou.

The so-called holy leyline is a leyline containing high-grade spiritual crystals.

Cultivating in this holy product leyline, with a natural spirit gathering effect, not only the speed of cultivation is extremely fast, but it is said to have the effect of concentrating and calming the qi, which can help the martial artist improve.

The trading things used by ordinary martial artists have always been low-grade spirit crystals, not that there are no medium-grade spirit crystals, or high-grade spirit crystal transactions, but they are too precious and rarely mined.

These two leylines are undoubtedly the treasures of the Zhenzong for the family sect.

It is precisely because of the existence of the leylines that the Yu family and other powerhouses in Yunzhou can continuously attract geniuses, so as to cultivate strong people in the same realm, and then stabilize their positions and circulate with each other.

This is the foundation of the sect, and it is also the plan of Lei Gu and Xuanyin Lou to seek the Yu family.

"Someone seems to be fighting over there?"

The nine-wave salamander raised its head, its eyes flashing with fierceness, and looked to the other side of the mountain, where gusts of wind howled in the dense forest, and sometimes bursts of shouting were heard.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Jun Yi didn't plan to pay attention to it, after all, Concubine Yu Luo's matter was important.

But feeling the occasional breath coming out of the dense forest, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the exercises practiced by Dongfang Li, and he couldn't help but say patiently: "Go and have a look." ”

With that, the beast under him let out a roar, and it went on a rampage towards the depths of the dense forest.

......

In the thick forest, two figures are facing each other.

The warrior on one side was wearing a gloomy white robe, his skin was abnormally pale, and his face showed a playful expression, in a semi-encircled posture, looking at the few people in front of him.

The first person was tall, but he didn't have much muscle on his body, and he even looked a little shriveled, as if he had sunken down for some reason, which was very strange.

It's just that, it still doesn't affect the powerful oppressive force that overflows from his body.

In front of him, there were still a few people lying horizontally, some of them were no longer alive, but some were still holding their broken arms and legs and wailing bitterly.

Like the young man standing in front of the Han Dynasty, they were all wearing a water-white gown, and the sleeved robe was also embroidered with the pattern of mirror flowers and water moon, and they were the disciples of Shuiyue Mansion.

At this moment, the young man was holding the long sword in his hand with a white joint, staring at the big man in front of him with an ugly face, a little dilemma.

But even so, he still held on to the prestige of Wuzun's early days, looked at the big man and shouted angrily: "Mu Liyuan, do you really want to fight with us?"

They only saw that in the past few days, Lei Gu and Xuanyin Lou's movements had become smaller, and they seemed to have entered a short period of peace, so they carefully went out to look for news from the senior sister, but who would have expected that while walking, they met the guys from Xuanyin Tower.

And it's good to die, and it's Mu Liyuan who meets it.

This person has been in Xuanyin Building for a long time, and his Xuanyin Exercises are terrifying, and his realm has also broken through to the middle stage of Wuzun, and he is even stronger than him to a small realm, and he is one of the strongest people among the contemporary disciples of Xuanyin Tower.

"The fish is dead, the net is broken, hahahaha..."

Hearing Qian Yuhan speak, Mu Liyuan and the others seemed to have heard a big joke, and they couldn't help but raise their heads and laugh, without paying attention to them.

Mu Liyuan looked at Qianyu Han Tieqing's face, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, and sneered: "With you waste, you are also qualified to break the net with Lao Tzuyu?"

"I think it's an egg hitting a stone, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Yuhan's face was even more ugly, but a touch of ruthlessness welled up in his pupils, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You can try and see if I can break through your miscellaneous stone." ”

"Interesting. ”

Mu Liyuan gradually restrained his smile, and his expression suddenly became hideous: "I really want to see, take your head to see the Thousand Elders of Shuiyue Mansion, what kind of expression will he have?"

"I think I'm going to enjoy it, right?"

"Look for death!"

Hearing this, Qian Yuhan's heart was boiling with anger, and his joints were full of big blue and white hands, and he suddenly raised the long sword in his palm, and the whole person seemed to turn into a waterspout, sweeping the branches and leaves in the forest, pressing towards Mu Liyuan.

"What stupidity!"

Mu Liyuan's eyes showed disdain and sarcasm, and in the face of Qian Yuhan's angry shot, he could only gently reach out and press down.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the roar exploded, and a gloomy white tower levitated out, and out of thin air towards Qianyuhan's approaching position, it was fiercely suppressed.

The terrifying power spread, and the surrounding rolled branches and leaves kept whipping the gravel ground, and even some warriors were injured.

The crowd didn't dare to stay for a long time, and hurriedly retreated.

"Bang!"

At the same time, Qianyu Han's sword qi was like a tide, and the waterspout turned into an angry-eyed dragon, raising its claws and grabbing it towards the Xuanyin Tower, making a muffled sound.

I saw that the Xuanyin Tower, which was blocking in front of Mu Liyuan, was actually only under the attack of Qianyuhan, leaving some inconspicuous traces, and after shaking for a while, it returned to stability.

"What!"

Qian Yuhan's face changed, he didn't expect Mu Liyuan to refine the Xuanyin Pagoda to such an extent.

Feeling the cold breath coming from it, and the layer of frost covering the forest, I fell directly into despair, and then I understood the gap between the two.

"Let's go, everyone!"

But at the moment of life and death, he did not forget to strike again to seize some chances of survival for his fellow disciples.

"Hum..."

After saying that, Qianyuhan's long hair swayed, and a mist appeared on the three thousand hairs, slowly spreading towards the surroundings, making the forest look hazy.

Soon, it covered everyone's figures.

And he himself seemed to be fused with the long sword, turning into a pure white blade, stabbing straight at Mu Liyuan: "Shuiyue sword, give me death!!"

"Mayflies shake the tree!"

Mu Liyuan snorted lightly, but having said that, his expression was still solemn, obviously Qian Yuhan fought to the death, giving him a lot of pressure.

However, this level cannot shake itself.

"Xuanyin Tower Ghost!"

With the sound of Mu Liyuan's mouth coming out, an illusory ghost figure emerged from behind him, grabbed the Xuanyin Tower with his big hand, and smashed it towards Qianyuhan.

With the approach of the Xuanyin Pagoda and the spread of the ghostly figure, the vision of the water moon around Qianyu Han's body was dimmed, and even the sharp water moon sword was shattered inch by inch.

In just a few breaths, the Xuanyin Pagoda was wrapped in a cold breath and smashed into Qianyuhan's face, knocking him upside down and flying out, causing the hazy fog behind him to burst out.

"Hmm..."

Qian Yuhan clutched his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood violently, and the breath on his body suddenly withered, obviously he had no strength to fight.

At the same time, Mu Li stepped forward with a hideous face, looked at Qian Yuhan condescendingly, and his pupils were crimson: "Now, offer your head!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Qian Yuhan's neck with a gesture.

"Click, click..."

But at this moment, an icy cold wave erupted, like a glacier that destroyed the mountains and rivers, roaring and sweeping through the forest, instantly turning the forest into a world of ice and snow.

Countless trees became crystal clear, and even the warriors who were frozen into the ice sculptures of Xuanyin Tower still had a smug smile on their faces.

"Who!"

Mu Liyuan's heart was cold, and he couldn't care about it at all, and the ghost phantom behind him grabbed the Xuanyin Tower and smashed it towards the rear, but it was frozen in the air.

The next moment, there were countless frost vines, snaking like ice snakes.

In Qianyuhan's dull gaze, Mu Liyuan was frantically entangled, making the frightened look on his face forever frozen in the ice sculpture.

Then, Mu Liyuan's figure exploded, and an ice glass tree grew out of it, and the branches supported Mu Liyuan's head and rose to the sky.

On the ice glass, Qianyuhan's dull gaze was still reflected.