In this line, Chu Muyun's nine people are also old acquaintances, except for Jiang Youtian's brothers and sisters, the rest are all in the top ten of the Qingyun list. And Xue Wu Tears, Lonely Goose, Remnant Xiao, Zhu Xin and others Chu Muyun has already seen it, for Shi Wanjing, this person who is rumored to be interested in the goddess of Xue Wu Tears, although he was one of the ten generals guarding the pass, Chu Muyun has not seen it, and he only knew it after entering the middle of the mountain.

So in comparison, he wants to see several other top ten characters who can stand side by side with Xue Wuxian and others.

Although everyone is on the same peak, there is little communication. This time, Bai Xiaosheng, Qing Han, and Yue Jinchao were able to accompany him, but it was a good opportunity.

After Chu Muyun gave an order, everyone did not object, and they chose a resting place around, and it didn't take long for simple tents to appear on this clearing.

"We're not going to be late, are we?" asked the Red Silk Girl as she walked over and smiled. Somehow, when she saw the corners of Chu Muyun's mouth, her cheeks couldn't help but flush, and a slightly hot feeling would come up.

"Here, there should be a seal! Look at the tens of thousands of figures in front of you, each entrenched in different directions, obviously no one has the intention of making a move, there are only two possibilities in this situation, they may be waiting for some people, or perhaps, their strength cannot break the power of the seal!"

Thinking of the piece of coolness imprinted on his lips, the feeling of touching it made Chu Muyun a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said.

"Yes, if the Fire Realm Venerable intentionally left a seal, it would not be something that these people could break by simply adding up their numbers. The slight heat and flush of the red silk girl's cheeks were gradually blown away by a cool breeze in the mountains, and she brushed the hair on her forehead and smiled.

While he was talking, the sky suddenly burst through the sky, attracting a mighty spiritual power, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

When that red light appeared in the sky, not only Chu Muyun and the others, but even everyone in the Seven Star Mountain Range was aware of it, and the next surprised gaze was projected onto the past.

Under the gaze of those countless eyes, the red mang broke through the air at an extremely alarming speed, and as the red mang approached, everyone was surprised to find that the red shadow was actually a divine bird with a red body. The divine bird appeared in the sky like a flame eagle, with the sound of rolling wind and thunder.

So everyone's eyes were fixed on the divine bird for the first time.

There, there is a figure, dressed in a white robe and picturesque, embroidered with light and elegant mountains and rivers. The man, wearing a scholarly crown on his head, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked extremely free and easy above the divine bird. His body was vaguely surrounded by the luster of the Spirit Saint, and his temperament made many people impressed.

And after that red mang, there was a burst of miraculous victory, followed by a flying mark, on which stood nearly a hundred figures, each of whom had a symbol of identity, Kunlun Fifty-two Peaks. Judging from the aura emanating from their bodies, they were all powerhouses of the Cave Heaven Realm cultivators. These people can see at a glance that they are the subordinates led by the white-robed figure!

"It's the Confucian Little Spirit Sage who has arrived!"

"Confucian Little Spirit Sage, the twenty-sixth demon on the Golden Scale List......"

Looking at the white-robed figure above the divine bird, above the Seven Star Mountain Range, someone suddenly said in surprise, and his eyes showed a fiery color.

"Confucian!"

Chu Muyun's eyes stared at the white-robed man without blinking. He studied under Liu Hantang, if you talk about it, he can be regarded as a member of the hundred schools of Confucianism, I don't know what level of the power of the soul has reached this little Confucian spirit saint.

Of course, the guy who can be selected by the new generation of Confucian disciples as a little spirit saint, regardless of the rest, is indeed a rare figure in terms of image alone, and the elegant atmosphere revealed by the white robe makes him feel like he is beyond the mortal spirit.

"The Divine Bird under His Feet......" At this time, Gao Shenghan's eyes stared at the red-manged divine bird for a long time, as if he had suddenly discovered something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Gao Shenghan's abruptness also attracted Chu Muyun's attention: "This is, the illusory divine bird transformed by the power of the divine soul?"

A horrified thought crossed my mind.

"The divine bird is like fire, could it be said that his divine soul power has not only entered the country, but also reached the realm of the Vermilion Bird Divine Soul?"

Hearing this, the pupils of several people around him also suddenly constricted. They knew very well what the Vermilion Bird Divine Soul Realm represented, because just a few days ago, the black-robed figure in front of them had used the power of the demon-like Divine Soul to set up a demon-subduing array, and wiped out thousands of people, including the King of Jiangdu!

"I don't know who is stronger than you, your divine soul power!" said the red silk girl as if she was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"People are the core disciples carefully cultivated by Confucianism, and their spiritual power is beyond my reach. Even if I am in the Vermilion Bird Divine Soul Realm, I am afraid that for the use and attack of divine soul power, I have already been thrown by him for 108,000 miles. ”

Chu Muyun's words are not false, the disciples of the hundreds of schools of thought are all specialized in a certain attribute. And the little spiritual saint of Confucianism, I am afraid that the means of cultivation are inseparable from the power of the divine soul.

Among the various attributes of the Hundred Schools, the divine soul power is undoubtedly a very weird and terrifying attribute, if this kind of person becomes an opponent, I am afraid that he really doesn't even know how to die.

Just when everyone was amazed by the temperament of the little spirit saint, suddenly a thunderbolt of piano shot out from afar, and then everyone felt that a strong momentum rippled between heaven and earth as the blue light approached.

"Heavenly Demon Qinyin!"

The blue light broke through the sky, like a flash of brilliance sprinkled by the Xuan Yue, and the moment it appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the blue light suddenly turned into a figure.

I saw a man carrying a guqin on his back, and he suddenly appeared in the sky of the Seven Star Mountain Range. As soon as this person appeared, the surroundings suddenly fell silent! Surprisingly, under the arrogant aura emanating from that figure, there was not a trace of discussion.

"Heavenly Demon Qinyin, ...... is he," Chu Muyun couldn't help asking.

"That's right! Demon Dao Ning, who ranks forty-first on the Golden Scale List!"

The answer to Chu Muyun's question was Jiang Youyue, the daughter of the royal family of the Dayan Dynasty, who wore a green skirt and also carried a guqin.

Jiang Youyue studied under the musicians of the hundred schools of thought, and she seemed to have a strange look at this golden scale demon who cultivated the sound of the Heavenly Demon Qin.

"He's also a member of the Lejia family?" asked the red silk girl as she looked at Jiang Youyue.

"Lejia, hmph, the guy who cultivates magic sound, he is not worthy of being a disciple of Lejia!" Jiang Youyue had clenched his fists tightly at some point, and the guqin behind him faintly emitted wisps of faint rhythm.

And on the top of the Seven Star Mountain Range, the arrogant figure seemed to be aware of the fluctuation of this rhythm, and Ning Xiaoyao's eyes full of demonic and lonely coldness were strangely projected.