In the center of the Celestial Mortal Domain is a desolate land. Here the mountains are vertical and horizontal, the spirit grass is everywhere, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the spirit beasts are rampant. However, just a few days ago, the otherwise peaceful environment here was in great turmoil.

A powerful shock wave emerged from the ground, and then, the mountains collapsed, the ground rose, and something seemed to come out of the ground.

The trickle was cut into several sections, like a waterfall, pouring down from the collapsed mountains. Spirit beasts run around, as if they had encountered the end of the world, and they did not stop.

The turmoil lasted for three days.

Three days later, a huge palace-like mausoleum with a pale blue light shroud stood above the ground.

The Chixiao Mortal Domain, which had been silent for nearly a hundred years, boiled because of the appearance of this mausoleum

However, it was said that the 'Ten Young Elites' of the 'Purple Cloud Sea' rode the huge 'Cloud Eagle' and rushed to the 'Fanjun Mausoleum'.

The so-called: Wangshan runs a dead horse.

Although the 'Tomb of Fanjun' seems to be only a few tens of miles away from a distance, it took three days to really catch up with the road.

Ye Junlin sat on the back of the 'Cloud Eagle', his expression was solemn, his eyes swept between the mountains, rivers and trees, and he had the style of a king who looked down on the world.

Yang Gongcheng carried the black iron broadsword on his back and sat cross-legged beside Ye Junlin, his eyes closed. An unknown set of cultivation techniques quietly worked on his body. His talent is not high, and he can have today's cultivation entirely because of diligence.

On Ye Junlin's other side, Yun Feng, Guan Peiyan, and the other four martial artists were also cultivating with their eyes closed. Song Miaoyu sat far away from Ye Junlin, and the scenes where Ye Junlin 'molested' her last time were still shrouded in her heart like a black mist.

The faces of all nine teenagers flashed with nervousness and a hint of small excitement, except for one person.

That's Takagatani.

I saw that his brows were tightly locked, his face was cloudy, and it seemed that there was a fierce struggle in his heart

"Uh-"

When it was about to approach the 'Tomb of the Mortal Monarch', the huge cloud eagle suddenly let out a long roar, because a huge coercion descended on its body.

Not only Yun Ying, but also every martial artist, including Yun Zhenyu, also felt the coercion of this terrifying, it was like a huge palm, slapping all the people and spirit beasts down.

"Yun Ying, land!" Yun Zhenyu said a little helplessly.

"Huh-" Yun Ying let out a long roar, as if in response to Yun Zhenyu's words, and then his huge wings waved violently and slowly landed downward

Below the sky, in an open space, a dozen people were resting. They were all dressed in black brocade robes, and on the chest of the brocade robes was embroidered a huge wolf's head.

They are undoubtedly the members of the 'Wolf Gang'.

The 'Wild Wolf Gang' is closer to here, so they are coming earlier than the people from the 'Purple Cloud Sea'.

Seeing that a giant eagle had landed, all the 'Wild Wolf Gang' warriors stood up suddenly, and their bodies were filled with strong Xuan Qi fluctuations, watching vigilantly.

"Brother Leng, it's early!" Yun Zhenyu was the first to speak.

"It turned out to be Brother Yun!" replied a dark and thin middle-aged man among the warriors of the 'Wild Wolf Gang'.

The middle-aged man's name is 'Leng Li', and he is the second elder of the 'Wild Wolf Gang', a low-level Xuanshi cultivator. He and Yun Zhenyu have known each other since they were teenagers, and they have been here for thirty or forty years.

"Brother Leng!" Yun Zhenyu walked down the giant eagle and hugged his fist towards Leng Li.

"Brother Yun!" stretched out his arms coldly, and the two old men who were not confused hugged each other tightly, and a strange atmosphere suddenly filled the air.

Seeing that everyone's faces were different, Yun Feng hurriedly cleared his throat and explained in a low voice: "My father and Uncle Leng have lived and died together. ”

"Oh~" Everyone collectively let out an 'oh', not knowing what it meant.

Perhaps it was the voice of the 'bear children' on the side of the 'Purple Cloud Sea' that interrupted the 'sympathy' of the two old men, turned their heads coldly, looked at Ye Junlin and the others and said, "This is your 'new generation' disciple?"

"Hmm. A bunch of mischievous imps. Yun Zhenyu said, with a rather proud look on his face.

"Not bad, not bad. Leng Li looked at Ye Junlin and the others and praised.

"Your 'Wild Wolf Gang' is not bad! they are all 'high-level mysteries'!" Yun Zhenyu couldn't help but shout as he looked at the new generation of disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang'.

The 'Wolf Gang' is the paradise of the 'Beast Warrior', and the 'Beast Warrior' is an almost crushing existence among the warriors of the same level!

"Uh. Leng Li was not flattering, and said straightforwardly: "These little wolf cubs have cultivated very hard, and I am quite satisfied with this." ”

After saying coldly, Ye Junlin's gaze looked at the ten disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang': ten disciples, eight men and two women, exactly the same ratio of men and women as the 'Purple Cloud Sea'. They were divided into two parts, each of which consisted of five people, and apparently the ten of them were not very harmonious.

Just as Ye Junlin and the others were looking at the disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang', the people of the 'Wild Wolf Gang' were also doing the same thing.

"King's Landing, look at that guy. Yang Gongcheng pointed to a person like a 'little boss' and said.

Ye Junlin followed Yang Gongcheng's finger and saw a burly young man who looked like a 'little leader', scanning them over. Around his neck, there was a gold necklace as thick as a 'dog chain', and his hands and body were adorned with gold ornaments, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was 'rich'.

Under the sunlight, these gold emitted a golden brilliance, reflecting the young man quite vividly.

"What a local tyrant!" Yang Gongcheng was secretly speechless.

Ye Junlin stared at the young man, and suddenly had a sense of déjà vu. Ye Junlin pondered, and a heavy smile suddenly appeared on the face that he was destined to remember for the rest of his life.

"King's Landing, you're really a kid!" the 'local tyrant' shouted, and then pounced like a tiger.

The 'local tyrant' is undoubtedly extraordinary.

"Yo, local tyrant. You're really rich now. The two teenagers hugged each other, and the love was infinite.

Seeing the situation, the other teenagers of the 'Purple Cloud Sea' and the 'Wild Wolf Gang' all had black lines on their faces.

"What kind of day is this, why are there two big men hugging each other," everyone thought in unison.

Yun Zhenyu turned his head and stared at Liang Bufan.

"Who is this kid?" Yun Zhenyu turned his head and asked Leng Li.

"Our ancestor's personal disciple - Liang Bufan. He replied coldly, with a look of pride on his face.

"Is that the legendary 'Dragon Warrior'?" Yun Zhenyu suddenly said loudly.

"Yes, yes. Leng Li smiled, and the magic of pride intensified