"President Peng Kun is an immortal master. The two Qingyu Peak disciples glanced at each other.

I stepped around again, but I didn't see Peng Kun and Song Zesheng, so I told An Xiaole.

"Immortal Master?!" An Xiaole was stunned: "Why can Peng Kun put the weapon into his body?"

"Isn't it true that immortal masters can all take the spirit soldiers into their bodies?!"

This time, it was the turn of the two Qingyu Peak disciples to be surprised, and they looked at the light feather flying sword above An Xiaole's head and replied worriedly.

"You two come with me!" An Xiaole impatiently put away the light feather flying sword and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The two Qingyu Peak disciples didn't dare to disobey, and followed cautiously behind.

Peng Kun ran to the bottom of the mountain and called Song Zesheng, who was hiding behind a big rock.

didn't blame, because he also ran away, and the two of them didn't speak, and returned to Tianzhu Peak together.

After reporting to the Great Elder, the two of them returned to the cultivators' association halfway up the mountain with trepidation.

"Great Elder, how could there be a peak realm immortal master on Feiyun Peak?"

Dongxu sent Peng Kun and Song Zesheng away, and when he came back, he asked the Great Elder, who was still grim-faced.

"Let's go, let's go to Feiyun Peak!" the Great Elder didn't answer, and walked directly to the bottom of Tianzhu Peak.

Peng Kun did not add oil and vinegar, but told the truth.

Because An Xiaole was already the most powerful immortal master he had ever seen, even a saint master.

The Heavenly Master condensed the Yuan Shen in the dantian, and he could already refine the spirit soldiers.

It's just that the primordial spirit can't leave the body, and the spirit soldier can only be played as an ordinary flying knife.

The immortal master's primordial spirit can get out of the body, but it can't leave the body for too long and too long.

Even at the peak of the realm, the primordial spirit still relies on the body to exist.

Only the legendary saint master can use the original god as a clone.

The distance from which An Xiaole controlled the Light Feather Flying Sword was so far that Peng Kun couldn't imagine what kind of realm it was.

It was really his realm that limited his horizons, and he could only guess that An Xiaole was a peak immortal master.

The two Qingyu Peak disciples were surprised to see Qi Hong sitting on the top of the peak, but no one dared to say anything.

The cyan mist had all gathered around Qi Hong's body, and it was burrowing into his body at a moment's notice.

Zhou Zhe's Xuan body was still wrapped around Qi Hong, stabilizing the spirit pill that had just condensed in the dantian.

An Xiaole stared at the two Qingyufeng disciples boredly, and he dared to make a rash move.

"One more big week. The cyan mist was finally all contained in Qi Hong's body.

Zhou Zhe withdrew his Xuan body and let Qi Hong calm the agitated aura in his body by himself.

It was already dawn, and the snow and ice on the top of the mountain brightened the misty skylight.

"Xiaole, what are you going to do when you get the two of them back?"

Zhou Zhe got up and glanced at the two shivering Qingyufeng disciples, and complained a little about An Xiaole.

"Leave the two of them alone!" An Xiaole pulled Zhou Zhe aside:

"The president of the Cultivators' Association can put weapons into his body, what kind of cultivation do you say?"

"In the body?!" Zhou Zhe couldn't help but be stunned: "What kind of weapon is it?"

"A pitch-black knife, drilled through the forehead. An Xiaole briefly described Zhou Zhe.

"Wait for Qi Hong to finish his cultivation and ask him what's going on. ”

Zhou Zhe was talking to An Xiaole here, but his eyes were looking behind the two Qingyufeng disciples.

"The two of you, trespassing on the Kunlun Holy Land and detaining the Kunlun disciples without permission, don't you take the Kunlun monks seriously?"

Two figures flashed behind the two Qingyufeng disciples one after another, and the purple-robed old man in front of him held his long beard and asked sharply.

The tall middle-aged man in the green robe followed the purple-robed old man in the back, his eyes staring at An Xiaole.

"Oh, it turns out that this place is the Kunlun Holy Land, but I didn't expect the two of us to accidentally break into here. ”

Zhou Zhe took out his rogue strength and looked at the thin purple-robed old man happily.

"Hmph, did you think about it by mistake?" The purple-robed old man snorted coldly and stood behind the two Qingyu Peak disciples.

"Then what do you want?" Zhou Zhe took a step forward, still looking at the purple-robed old man happily.

"Why are you staring at me?" An Xiaole couldn't help but be annoyed when he saw Dongxu staring at him all the time:

"If you want to do it, come directly, what kind of eyes do you play with the master!"

"As you wish!" Dong Xu shouted, and a cyan delicate sword quickly flew out of his head.

"It's good to come!" An Xiaole shouted, sacrificed the light feather flying sword, and rushed straight towards the small sword of the blue-robed man.

Last time, he was frightened by the small knife that flew out of Peng Kun's forehead, and this time he decided to touch the small sword flying out of the head of the blue-robed man.

The purple-robed old man didn't move, wanting to observe An Xiaole's light feather flying sword.

Zhou Zhe didn't move, he was wondering how the little sword flew out of the blue-robed man's body.

The two Qingyu Peak disciples were already trembling with fright, and the two swords were flying towards their heads.

The two of them could be slashed to pieces at any time, and their heads shook with the two swords.

The last time he faced Peng Kun, An Xiaole didn't let the Xuan body merge into the Light Feather Flying Sword.

It's just controlled by magic tricks, because Zhou Zhe doesn't let him kill, An Xiaole is worried about missing out.

This time, he wanted to shake the small sword of the blue-robed man, and directly let the Xuan body merge into the light feather flying sword.

The two swords slammed together above the heads of the two Qingyu Peak disciples, as if the glass was shattered, and Dong Xu's little sword was immediately knocked out.

The Light Feather Flying Sword swirled around and hovered above the heads of the two Qingyu Peak disciples.

Dongxu immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood with a pale face, jumped down the mountain, and chased after his little sword.

"Who the hell are you?!" the purple-robed old man suddenly became nervous, staring at the Light Feather Flying Sword and shouting loudly.

"My two brothers have been cultivating in the deep mountains, but they just entered the Kunlun Holy Land by mistake, but I didn't expect that the monks of the Holy Land would be like this!"

Zhou Zhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the weapons that could be integrated into his body were not stronger than them.

"Hmph, then let you see the true cultivation of Brother Kunlun!"

The purple-robed old man was enraged by Zhou Zhe's contempt, snorted coldly, and grabbed a small purple sword out of thin air with both hands.

Is the old man going to play with him with two swords? Zhou Zhe let the holy soul condense in his body, ready to strike a thunderous blow at any time.

He didn't plan to use the Golden Snake Sword, but wanted to use the Holy Thunder Arrow to deter the purple-robed old man.

However, the small sword in the old man's hands did not fly into the air, but was held in his hand, and was quickly carved in the void.

Zhou Zhe and An Xiaole all widened their eyes, staring at the small sword that the purple-robed old man waved rapidly in both hands.

"Is he arranging the formation?!" An Xiaole walked up to Zhou Zhe with the Light Feather Flying Sword and asked.

"It's not like a formation, it's a bit like a rune. Zhou Zhe shook his head.

The formation is to use its own strength to attract the power of heaven and earth to carve patterns in the void.

Runes rely entirely on their own strength to carve lines on the rune paper.

Even if they are strong, they can only carve in the void with their own great strength.

No one can fuse their own strength with the power of heaven and earth to depict the lines, because they will cause the lines to be unstable.

Unless it was a Holy Ancestor who had been integrated into heaven and earth, Zhou Zhe didn't believe that the purple-robed old man was already so powerful.

The pattern quickly took shape, and it was a purple fire dragon more than a foot long.

Zhou Zhe finally understood that the pattern of the fire dragon was still the power of the purple-robed old man himself.

However, the body of the fire dragon is perfected with the power of heaven and earth, like the fuel of flames.

Although it looked menacing, in Zhou Zhe's perception, the power of the fire dragon was not strong.

Moreover, the old man in the purple robe seems to have only drawn the lines of the fire dragon out of his body, which should have been contained in his body for a long time.

The purple-robed old man's two-handed sword drew out the last line and immediately waved it at Zhou Zhe.

The purple fire dragon raised its head and roared silently, and suddenly rushed towards Zhou Zhe, suddenly rendering the top of the mountain in the dawn dim.

"I'm coming!" Zhou Zhe stopped An Xiaole, who wanted to control the light feather flying sword to kill the fire dragon.

Raising the index finger of his right hand, he lightly pointed at the purple fire dragon, and countless holy thunder arrows shot out.

Directly smash the surging purple flames, and then split the lines of the fire dragon.

"Damn, it turns out to be useless waste!" An Xiaole immediately pouted.

Each Thunder Arrow slashed the fire dragon into a huge spark, which was quickly annihilated.

Zhou Zhe's Xuan Body has been fusing with the Holy Soul, even if the Holy Soul does not leave the body.

can also release the Holy Thunder Arrow, just like Zhou Zhe's own strength.

The purple-robed old man held the small sword tightly with both hands, and he was shocked and unable to move.

Dongxu, who retrieved the small sword and returned to the top of the mountain, stopped immediately in surprise.

"Hey, what's the trick, this one is a bit weak!"

The purple fire dragon and the holy thunder arrow disappeared at the same time, and Zhou Zhe raised his right index finger and blew lightly.

"Holy Master?!" the purple-robed old man muttered, and quickly put away the small purple sword.

He bowed to Zhou Zhe and clenched his fists: "The Great Elder of the Skywalker Federation, Qingyuan, greets the Holy Master!"

"No need to be polite!" Zhou Zhe carried his left hand behind him, and raised his right hand at the purple-robed old man.

Straightened up and asked, "What is the Skywalker Federation?"

"The Skywalker Federation is the organization that governs all practitioners and is part of the Solar System Alliance. The purple-robed old man replied extremely respectfully.

"What is the relationship with the Cultivators' Association?" An Xiaole hurriedly asked.

"The Ascetics' Guild is just one branch of the Skywalker Federation. The purple-robed old man said.

"Is it divided according to cultivation?" Zhou Zhe asked thoughtfully.

"Exactly. The purple-robed old man immediately showed a hint of pride: "Only cultivators of the realm above the Heavenly Master can become Skywalkers!"

"This Skywalker Federation is more powerful than the Cultivators Association!" An Xiaole winked at Zhou Zhe.

"Would the Holy Master be willing to join the Skywalker Federation?" the purple-robed old man immediately asked.

"If we join the Skywalker Federation, what position can you give us?"

An Xiaole has always thought about being addicted to officials, how can he let go of such an opportunity.

"Be an elder naturally. The purple-robed old man did not hesitate at all, and made a promise directly.

"You are the Great Elder, let us be the Elders?" An Xiaole was very dissatisfied, and he had to be controlled by the purple-robed old man.

"The two Holy Masters can be Saint Elders, and their status is transcendent!" the purple-robed old man pondered for a moment, and hurriedly set up a new position for the two of them.

"He's going to join us in the Skywalker Federation. ”

Zhou Zhe pointed to Qi Hong, who was still sitting stupidly after cultivating, for the two of them.

It doesn't matter what organization you join, you just need to get an asterisk.

Qi Hong made a good impression on him, and Zhou Zhe decided to continue to help him.

"He just broke through to the Grandmaster, right?" Dong Xu, who walked to the side of the Great Elder of Qingyuan, frowned and glanced at Qi Hong.

"Yes. The Great Elder Qingyuan glared at the talkative Dongxu and hurriedly agreed.

Qi Hong chatted with the two Qingyufeng disciples for a few words, then said goodbye and followed Zhou Zhe and the two away.

The two Qingyu Peak disciples didn't seem to dare to make contact with Qi Hong, and finally let out a sigh of relief as they watched the group descend the mountain.

Along the way, the Great Elder Qingyuan always wanted to inquire about the origin of the two and ask about their mentorship.

was blocked back by Zhou Zhe's sentence "The family teacher has always been in seclusion and doesn't like to be disturbed", and the Great Elder Qingyuan stopped asking.

There are many black stone houses on the top of Tianzhu Peak, which stand out in the snow and ice.

Hidden in the verdant forest, Dongxu arranged Zhou Zhe and the three of them in three adjacent stone houses in the relatively quiet back mountain.

"Shall I go?" Qi Hong was still very frightened, the Skywalker Federation was not something he could come.

"With our brother here, what are you afraid of!" An Xiaole glared at Qi Hong with some annoyance.

"Don't worry, I will help you advance to the Heavenly Master Realm as soon as possible. Zhou Zhe waved his hand at Qi Hong very casually.

"Ah?!" Qi Hong looked at Zhou Zhe in shock, when did the Heavenly Master become a cabbage!

Having the power of the Saint Yuan and helping Qi Hong condense the Yuan God was very easy for Zhou Zhe.

And as long as the two of them get an asterisk and help Qi Hong take revenge, they can leave.

At that time, Qi Hong can also follow the two of them, or take charge of Qingyu Peak again.

An Xiaole couldn't stay idle, and pulled the two of them around the entire Tianzhu Peak.

Dongxu had already sent an entourage for the three of them, and he was afraid that the three of them would break in and make any more trouble.

The Cultivators' Association is halfway up the mountain, and the Heavenly Pillar Peak is not allowed to come up casually without permission.

The food of the Skywalker Federation is good, temporarily comforting An Xiaole's appetite.