"I thought you were dead of old age. Yue Chang waved his hand casually, and the sword light that shot out shattered inch by inch, but the broken sword light did not disappear, but besieged Yue Chang in mid-air, a set of sword formations formed between the whiskers, and the next moment, the endless sword light flickered in the sky and flooded everything, and the figure of Yue Chang was no longer visible.

"You don't die, how can I get ahead of you. A crease appeared in the void, and a figure appeared outside the sword array, with white hair, but this person not only did not give people a sense of twilight, but was imposing.

"Okay, Yueyun Castle, you don't stay, what are you doing with my first-line sword sect!" Jian Yuan stood with his hands in his hands, and a spirit sword continued to rise and fall beside him, flashing with a bright light.

"Find someone, after I find it, I will leave!" The sword formation suddenly shattered, and Yue Chang stood in it intact, looking at Jian Yuan with a flat gaze.

"This is a first-line sword sect, there is no one you are looking for, get out, you are not welcome here. Jian Yuan sneered, without the slightest politeness between his words.

"I have crossed Cloud Castle and killed five seventh-order mountain movers, and one of them has reached the seventh-order overlord realm. "There is a faint glint in his eyes.

"Haha, it's good to die, who is so bold, but he wants to get to know him!" Jian Yuanyuan laughed loudly, and a huge laugh resounded all around. Yue Chang didn't get angry, just calmly looked at Jian Yuanyuan.

"A grain of Xinjin, I know you have been looking for it, that person handed it to me, Xinjin is for you. The more often he waved in his right hand, a ray of light flickered in mid-air. For example, the stars in the night sky, looking directly at it with the naked eye, it is impossible to see the appearance of this thing. With a sharp edge, it is partial and not dazzling, but has a faint warmth.

Jian Yuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes staring at Yue Changzai, "Give me Xin Jin, aren't you afraid that the first person I kill will be you?"

The first-line sword faction and Yueyun Castle do not deal with each other, Jian Yuanyuan and Yue Changzai are even more indistinguishable from each other, although there is no great hatred, but if there is a chance, Jian Yuanyuan does not mind killing Yue Changzai. And Xin Jin, maybe for other powerhouses of the Eighth Order Returning Yuan Realm, is just a rare spiritual material, but for Jian Yuanyuan, it is a treasure that can make him go further, even a few steps.

Although at the moment, there is not much Xin Jin in his hand, and it is even the size of a fingernail. But it's good enough to comprehend something far away, and if you're lucky, you can even be able to fully comprehend it. I have to say that this is a huge temptation, with the strength of Jian Yuan's current eighth-order return, the spiritual materials that are still needed, you can imagine the difficulty of obtaining them.

After searching for hundreds of years and not being able to get it, now it is a good opportunity, and it is not allowed to be far away and unmoved.

"You can't kill me, no matter how much Xinjin you give, it's the same. The more often he shook his head, the more intense the glint in his eyes became, if Shen Cong was here, he would find that this was the power of the Ghost King. Now that Yue Chang is not in the Tianmin Mountains, it is conceivable that Yue Chang Zai's harvest has reached its expectations.

"Who are you looking for!" Jian Yuanyuan said in a deep voice, as soon as these words came out, it showed that Jian Yuanyuan was already tempted.

"He came here to leave the Northern Domain Group, have you opened the teleportation array recently?"

"Teleportation array?"

Jian Yuanyuan's expression moved slightly, his long sleeves swayed slightly, and Shen Cong's breath floated into the first-line sword sect. But in a moment, a figure flew in, it was Zhang Xiaoyu, the head of the first-line sword sect. A shield surrounded the two of them, and all words and breaths were isolated, and soon, Zhang Xiaoyu flew back to the first-line sword sect.

"How?"

"It seems that I am going to disappoint you, that kid has already left the first-line sword sect and headed for the Central Lands. If you want to find it, go to the Central Lands, I can kindly lend you the teleportation array!" Jian Yuan gloated.

Yue Chang Zai will not leave the Northern Domain Group at all, not that he can't go to the central place, but after he goes, I am afraid that the unguarded Yueyun Castle will be hollowed out. If you offend too many people, the more often you will be confined to one place. Many forces want the Cloud Castle to disappear, even some super sects, such as the Frontline Sword Sect.

However, the more often there is a guard, no matter how much other forces think about it, they will not be able to succeed. But if you're going to the Central Lands more often, that's a different story.

"You let people get it back, and Simkin still belongs to you. The more often the brow is slightly furrowed.

"You can't be stupid, let me do things for you! Xin Jin I want, I will take it myself!" As soon as Jian Yuanyuan's words fell, the spirit sword beside him let out a long groan, the void folded, and a huge sword qi cave passed through, and the entire sky was obscured, and from a distance, it was like the sky was pierced.

"Boom!"

The thunderous sound came down after a long time, and all the people of the first-line sword sect were shocked, and the mountain protection array opened with all its might, blocking all the aftermath of the attack. Even so, the mountain protection array is still trembling slightly, the powerhouse of the eighth-order Returning Yuan Realm makes a move, moving mountains and reclamation is just idle, even if it is a sect like the first-line sword sect, if it is not careful, it may be destroyed.

And the people who were dozens of miles away only saw the sword qi in the sky, which was earth-shattering, and what was entangled with the sword qi was cyan energy, but what made people feel strange was that there were cold energy fluctuations in it, although it was only a trace, but it was impossible to ignore.

No one knew what was going on, it was where the sect of the first-line sword sect was located, and they couldn't figure out who would dare to go there and make such a big move. Even the first-line sword sect itself is puzzled.

The battle lasted for a whole day and a night, and the location of the battle was constantly upward, and the energy in the sky was torn apart, and then constantly reorganized. A day later, the battle ended, but the sky dome was still changing color, and within a radius of a hundred miles from the first-line sword sect, the aura of heaven and earth was violent and abnormal.

No one can meditate and cultivate, and if you force yourself into meditation, you may go mad and die by self-explosion. Sensing this, everyone retreated in fright, and the first-tier city was rarely quiet for a few days. As for the outcome of that battle, no one knows, even if Zhang Xiaoyu went to ask, he didn't get an answer.

And at this moment, thousands of miles away, on an island, a teleportation array lit up with dazzling light. There were people coming and going around the teleportation array, but no one looked at this side, as if they had long been accustomed to the flickering of light.

The light fell, and the figures of a group of people appeared on the teleportation array, and everyone subconsciously looked around, Shen Cong stayed at the back of the crowd, and also looked at the left and right curiously. The people of the first-line sword sect were quite calm, and they had already been told many things before they came. There are only casual cultivators, and they don't know anything, and they are looking around at the moment.

"I'm all stunned, hurry down, there will be someone coming. A voice sounded, Shen Cong and the others turned their heads to look, and saw a middle-aged man leaning on a chair, crossing Erlang's legs, looking at everyone a little impatiently.

There were a few people with angry expressions on their faces, this middle-aged man had only cultivated to the early stage of the sixth-order Xingyun, and anyone here could easily strangle him to death, and now he dared to speak in such a tone. But contrary to the expectations of others, the people of the first-line sword sect obediently walked down the teleportation array, and even smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man, as for saying some scenes, they didn't.

"It's another bunch of people who haven't seen the world. The middle-aged man snorted coldly, but he no longer paid attention to a few people, but closed his eyes and rested.

And the situation here did not arouse anyone's idea, and everyone was in a hurry. And in this hall, Shen Cong found that there were as many as ten teleportation arrays, and from time to time a teleportation array lit up, and a group of people must have walked out of it. And most of these people's expressions are not much different from those of Shen Cong and the others before.

"Teleportation Hall, it seems that the teleportation locations of most of the sects in the Northern Domain Group should be here. "In this case, Shen Cong has seen in the classics, although those sects of the Northern Domain Group are powerful and incomparable, they also have the power to cross the Domain Group. But the destination of those teleportation arrays is not that those sects are built independently, but that they are unified in one location.

This place is called the Teleportation Hall, and it receives practitioners from all over the world. The central place is vast, and I don't know how many cultivators come here every day, and the more genius people are, the more they yearn for this place. At this moment, those who walked out of the teleportation array in the main hall did not have a cultivation lower than the late stage of the sixth-order Xingyun, and there were even one or two seventh-order mountain-moving realms occasionally.

These people have one thing in common, that is, they are young. Every cultivator's appearance is very young, and this is not easy to look like or anything, because the vitality on his body is not exemplary in any way. Obviously, these are all geniuses, geniuses everywhere.

"This is Canghai Island, the transit point for the northern regions to the central land. This is just the edge of the Central, and we won't be here for long, and we'll be away in a few days. You are free to move freely, and you can leave with us in a few days, or leave alone, no problem. The only thing is that during the time you are on the island, don't cause trouble. Zhang Yufeng said softly, although his tone was flat, there was an aura that could not be disobeyed by others.

The first-line sword sect did not ask the scattered cultivators to follow them, after all, forcing others could easily cause unnecessary trouble, so it was better to let everyone choose freely. Compared to the central place, the first-line sword sect knows much more than the scattered cultivators, which is their advantage. And even if Sanxiu had learned about the Central Land in some places, it was only one-sided news, and it couldn't be compared with the people of the first-line sword sect.

"Why are you here!"

While others were thinking, Wang Yanfang suddenly shouted in shock, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, Wang Yanfang was pointing at Shen Cong at the moment, his expression was full of shock and incredulity.

Looking at Shen Cong, the others were also surprised. In the first-line sword sect before, none of them saw Shen Cong, they all understood what was going on, it was nothing more than someone plotting against it. But he didn't expect that in the end, Shen Cong arrived, and the people from the first-line sword sect actually agreed to Shen Cong's continued coming, which is interesting.

Those scattered cultivators couldn't help but glance at Wang Yanfang, with a sneer on the corner of their mouths. Compared with the first-line sword sect members who are in the same qi and branches, their scattered cultivation inevitably seems a little isolated, both in terms of strength and emotion. And Shen Cong is also a loose cultivator, obviously bullied, and it is inevitable that they will not have other thoughts in their hearts.

"Senior Sister Wang, pay attention to your words!" Zhang Yufeng whispered, seemingly reprimanding, but there was no hint of reprimand in his tone. The same door and scattered cultivation, who to help, naturally clear.