The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

As the most powerful sect in the 'Chixiao Mortal Domain', Sword Casting Mountain Villa has its own pride. In its eyes, the only way out for the 'Wild Wolf Gang' and the 'Purple Cloud Sea' is to attach themselves to it and become its 'little brother'.

In order to achieve this goal, for nearly a hundred years, the 'Sword Casting Villa' has oppressed and annexed the other two major sects everywhere. But the other two major sects didn't buy it', they knew that neither of them could compete with the Sword Casting Villa alone, so they chose to unite and unite with the outside world.

Under the joint confrontation of the two major sects, the original arrogance of the Sword Casting Villa has been dealt an unprecedented blow. However, it did not give up its 'grand goal', so it chose to win over and support the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce', which was not originally powerful.

After nearly 100 years of struggle, the strength of the two factions has basically tended to be balanced. The 'Chixiao Mortal Domain' has also gained a rare peace for nearly a hundred years

Ye Junlin wasted his strength, and finally balanced the murderous aura in his heart, and in order to divert his attention, his gaze began to scan the group of people in the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce'.

The 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce' also sent ten martial artists under the age of twenty to participate this time, and most of these martial artists' cultivation was above the 'middle-level Xuan', compared to the other three major sects, there was still a slight gap.

In this group of warriors, Ye Junlin saw a familiar face, the owner of that face, and Ye Junlin had an intersection for a while, and the owner of that face was called: 'Golden Bell'. After a few months of cultivation, her cultivation has also taken a big step forward, reaching the 'Intermediate Rank Xuan'.

At this moment, Jin Ling's gaze kept flashing on the people in the 'Purple Cloud Sea', as if he was looking for someone.

"Didn't that guy come?" Jin Ling's eyebrows furrowed.

The Chixiao Chamber of Commerce and the Sword Casting Villa each sent ten young martial artists very well-behaved, but they did not follow the rules and each sent five leading elders. This can't help but cause a little surprise.

"Lao Yun, this matter is a bit strange, and I will act at the opportunity. Leng Li leaned over to Yun Zhenyu and whispered.

"Good. Yun Zhenyu responded, and his eyes became cold.

"Hahahaha Brother Leng, Brother Yun, you came early. In the middle of the crowd, a middle-aged man with a goatee walked out laughing.

"Jiang Gongyue?" Yun Zhenyu's heart involuntarily shouted.

Jiang Gongyue, the third elder of the Sword Casting Villa, cultivated as a low-level Xuanshi, refined the metal, and made the two thin swords, in the same age, never defeated.

Yun Zhenyu back then also failed in his hands.

"Hahahaha Brother Yun, your demeanor is still the same!" Jiang Gongyue said, with a hint of playfulness on his face.

"Hahahaha Brother Gongyue, your demeanor is better than in the past!" Leng Li saw that Yun Zhenyu's expression dimmed, and hurriedly continued.

"It's okay, it's okay. Jiang Gongyue said with a good feeling about himself

Just when Jiang Gongyue and other 'older generation' martial artists were greeting each other, those 'new generation' young martial artists were secretly competing.

They are just fledgling 'rookies', with their edges exposed, and they naturally can't cultivate as 'sleek and old' like Jiang Gongyue.

Just when the undercurrent was surging among a group of teenagers, Jiang Gongyue and the others finally finished their greetings.

"It's not too early, Brother Jiang, isn't it time for us to hit the road. Leng Li asked.

"Oh, you see, I forgot about the serious things in my excitement. Jiang Gongyue patted his head, seeming to be very remorseful. But Ye Junlin noticed a glimmer of essence flashing in his eyes.

"There must be something wrong with this guy. Ye Junlin thought deeply

More than 50 warriors abandoned their mounts and walked in the direction of the 'Tomb of the Mortal King'.

The road is not far, but it is full of lofty mountains, towering trees, and thorns. From time to time, one or two spirit beasts came out of the grass, but as soon as these spirit beasts sensed the coercion emanating from more than fifty people, they immediately fled.

On the way, Ye Junlin was like a dormant giant beast, his eyes were always fixed on Yin Xue and Jiang Zhou, as if as soon as he entered the mausoleum, he couldn't wait to fight them.

The perimeter of the 'Tomb of Fan Jun' was covered with a huge blue light cover, which stretched for more than twenty miles, and countless cold qi emanated from the light mask, freezing all the surrounding grass and trees.

"It seems that this 'Fan Jun' is a martial artist who has refined the 'Ice Attribute'!" Ye Junlin muttered.

As they walked away, the huge mausoleum appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

A powerful coercion acted on Yun Zhenyu and other 'older generation' martial artists, making it difficult for them to move forward in the slightest, while Ye Junlin and other 'new generation' martial artists did not feel anything.

"Alright. That's all we have to do to get you here. Yun Zhenyu said, his face flashing with helplessness.

"Go, boys, go chase your chances!" said coldly.

"Good!"

The disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang' and the 'Purple Cloud Sea' answered and continued to walk towards the mausoleum.

Ye Junlin's hands began to tremble violently again, and Liang Bufan patted him on the shoulder again: "Wait a minute! ”

The blue light mask appeared in front of the teenagers in an instant, and a cold air rushed to the face.

One by one, the boys held their breath and slowly stretched out their hands to the mask.

In an instant, Lan Guang was everywhere, and the bodies of all the teenagers were instantly sucked into the light mask the moment they came into contact with the light curtain, and Yang Gongcheng and the other teenagers shouted amazingly.

After Ye Junlin entered the light mask, his figure suddenly stopped, his eyes were cold, like an ice spirit that would not melt for thousands of years, staring at him deadly, waiting for the appearance of the warriors of the 'Sword Casting Villa'.

Liang Bufan stood beside her, his expression was awe-inspiring, and there was an extra golden spear in his hand, looking like he was about to fight.

The warriors of the 'Wild Wolf Gang' on the side looked surprised when they saw the situation.

"Senior Brother Liang, what do you mean by that?" asked a young man who was quite good with Liang Bufan.

"Da Long, you are blind, Lao Tzu is going to overturn the gang of miscellaneous items in the 'Sword Casting Villa'!" Liang Bufan clenched his spear and shouted loudly.

"Good. "The young man named 'Da Long' answered, and there was an extra bronze big knife in his hand, and he stood with Liang Bufan.

"Good brother. Liang Bufan patted him on the shoulder, and the smile on his face bloomed like a sunflower.

On the blue light curtain, the slight light floated in circles like ripples, and the figures of young people flashed out again.

Time passed minute by minute. In just a few breaths, for Ye Junlin, it was as long as hundreds of years.

Ye Junlin's gaze was firmly fixed on the light curtain until a young man's figure flashed out.

"Jiang Zhou, suffer death!" Ye Junlin shouted, and then with the Chiyan Sword in his hand, he rushed towards Jiang Zhou like a dragon going out to sea.

He had waited too long for this moment