"You're distracted again!"

Six Tails said softly.

Fenglan sighed, his mouth moved, and he shook his head secretly.

For four years, the memories that belonged to Flame City were like a mysterious forbidden area, barely touched.

If it had not been for the appearance of the old beggar, the horrors that had happened that night would have been cleared away.

At this moment, Fenglan truly realized that in this world of cultivating immortals, Flame City was the foundation of Fenglan.

Gourd Feng came to report that the alliance had moved to the northwest, led by Jing Ying, the old beggar and others.

Feng Lan glanced at the camp of the same sect of the Palm Heaven Sect and said indifferently: "Let's go!" ”

He finished dismantling the tent and hurried away.

The six-tailed and seven-tailed follow left and right.

Ten miles away, Bao Ping'an and others caught up.

These more than 20 people are all people who participated in the Battle of the Lost Valley, and they are also two people from the same door later.

For example, Ye Chengfeng, Ximen Xiaoyu, Wang Fengnian and others naturally left the team and went to the place they thought they should go.

Fifty miles, even if more than a million monks moved at the same time, an hour later, more than enough to complete the camp.

This time, the camp layout is very exquisite.

In front of the big tent of the Chinese army where Fenglan is located, the white wolf skin banner of the "Good People Alliance" was erected.

Fenglan silently accepted all this, and his heart was like a mirror.

They know what this opportunity means in public.

As long as the alliance leader who seems to be reliable for the time being, consolidates it well, and holds it well, the opportunity is always there.

Once things change drastically, they can quickly make adjustments and change the owner of the Chinese army's big tent.

Snow, getting heavier.

The climate is getting colder and colder.

The legendary dragon's snow, madness rages.

The little ones in the spirit beast cage released by Fenglan were about to return to the camp.

Ben hissed and jumped into the snow.

Feng Lan frowned slightly and stopped.

A moment later, a hundred meters away, a faint red light appeared, constantly fluttering, changing into different forms.

"Bloody?"

Fenglan snorted softly and rushed out.

He wants to see with his own eyes what form and how powerful the bloody mounds that everyone talks about.

Gourd Feng said loudly: "Alliance leader, the bloodline of the winged dragon can make the blood wall reveal its true body, please leave the matter of arrest to me." ”

Feng Lan glanced at the hundreds of people who came together, all of them were cultivators of divine artistic conception, and there was a strange light in their eyes.

Such a cultivation force, if it is really twisted into a rope, it is enough to set up another mountain in the cultivation realm and command one side.

With a sharp knife, it's easy to hurt others, and it's easier to hurt yourself.

No defense is the great defense.

Fenglan has other thoughts, but he also knows how to survive at the moment.

When strength is not worthy of ambition, it is reasonable to dive into the abyss and wait for the times to change.

"Thank you, fellow Daoists."

Fenglan agreed, and immediately returned to the camp.

Little foals, little flower snakes, they are wild in the snow.

Three hours later, Gu Feng and the others returned to the camp and harvested a lot.

Also at this time, Ximen Xiaoyu and Wang Fengnian arrived.

Ximen Xiaoyu rolled his eyes vigorously, with a disgusting expression that he wanted to say but not say.

"Wind Alliance Master, are you busy?" Wang Fengnian laughed, "The righteous path and the demon sect are facing off, and Master Jianye asked more than 20 of you to go over and join in the fun." ”

"Okay."

Fenglan agreed without thinking, and there was no special arrangement on the side of the Good People Alliance, so he set off with everyone.

On the way, I heard Wang Fengnian say that it was the Demon Sect that suddenly appeared on the opposite side of Wuzheng and wanted to fight.

I think I was in a hurry to regain the face of the battle in the Lost Valley.

When it was almost there, two magic weapons, one white and one black, were fighting in the sky, and they were in full swing.

Wang Fengnian looked around, lowered his voice and said to Fenglan: "Yuan Shimen and Heavenly Sword Sect did not participate in the battle of the Lost Valley, and they feel ashamed, so they have to come out. ”

"Qi Hongxue is reckless, so he has to take the lead.

It's just that the woman in black on the side of the Demon Sect is powerful.

I heard that she is the queen of Wang Chao's sect. ”

Wang Fengnian said with a grin.

Feng Lan stared at the fighting style of the two.

The Ice Spirit Sword and the Black-winged Sword, the two magic weapons are obviously not weaker than the Seven Star Sword.

With the help of magic weapons, the magic power of the Tao is very cool.

Feng Lan understood that Qi Hongxue, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, had supernatural powers, seven points of power, three points of tricks, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

The woman in black on the side of the Demon Sect has a degree of offense and defense.

Feng Lan thought to himself: "Could it be that Demon Sect disciple in the Battle of Meizhuang?" ”

"Bah~"

Qi Hongxue suddenly snorted.

Ice Spirit Sword Ling Tian pointed at it, and the same Ice Spirit Sword split out on the blade, and a semi-circular Ice Spirit Sword Cluster was quickly formed.

"Ice Seal!"

A few people in the Heavenly Palm Sect exclaimed in surprise.

Ximen Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Such a difficult Dao magic power, has it been cultivated?" ”

Feng Lan asked: "It's more difficult than the Palm Heaven Twenty-Eight Style?" ”

"You say, should I say hard? Still not tough? Ximen Xiaoyu said coldly, "You can talk about it." ”

"How do you act like a scoundrel?" Feng Lan said speechlessly, "No wonder you can get together with the Tianjiao of the Yuan Shimen and the Heavenly Sword Sect, you are all the way." ”

"Fart." Ximen Xiaoyu said angrily, "The Ice Spirit Sealing the Sky is the Heavenly Dao Sword Qi contained in the Ice Spirit Immortal Sword, and it is by no means comparable to the Twenty-Eight Styles of Palm Heaven. ”

Feng Lan laughed.

He found that after the Ice Spirit Sword formed that semicircle, it no longer changed, or there was any other movement.

This is the same as the first time he cast the "Palm Heaven Twenty-Eight Style: Seven Stars", only a faint star appeared, and the mana was not enough to support the spell casting.

The disciples of the Demon Sect had already retreated and waited for an opportunity to go.

Seeing the situation in front of him at this moment, he naturally understood it and immediately launched an attack.

A beam of red light suddenly came, snatching Qi Hongxue.

One of the people on the Demon Sect's side said loudly: "Deputy head Qi Yi, accept it." ”

Xiong Potian snorted heavily.

Bao Ping'an grabbed his belt and said, "Give others a chance to show." Besides, we don't need to rush with our defeated generals. ”

Many people in the Demon Sect set their sights on the Palm Heaven Sect.

In the battle of the Lost Valley, the performance of the young disciples of the Palm Heaven Sect was too eye-catching, and the younger generation of the Demon Sect who killed them was defeated.

If you fight one-on-one again, at least a few people who can cast spells to control the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Divine Powers will be unstoppable.

Fortunately, many talented people in the Palm Heaven Sect did not show up in the Lost Valley, and if they want to get back to the field, they have to pay attention to those people.

"I have heard for a long time that under the disciple of Elder Jianye, Jian Chen and Xingyun, the two proud disciples, are geniuses who come in a thousand years. I don't know if I can send someone to teach the little disciples. ”

"Mu Zhe, the old man fulfills your request."

Elder Jianye accepted the other party's challenge and sent five disciples, Wan Jianchen, to fight.

The ten thousand families of ten thousand swords are not the ten thousand families of ten thousand kings.

Tongtian Peak is in the first vein, and the ancestor of the opening vein is Lin Chop Zhenjun, and he is the same generation as Zhangtian Immortal Jun.

Lin Chop Zhenjun has only accepted one personal disciple in his life, named Wan Tiandao.

Wan Tian Dao, which is also the first seat of the second generation of Tongtian Peak, is the ancestor of Wan Jianchen.

The ancestor of the Ten Thousand Kings was the fourth disciple of the Heavenly Immortal Monarch, Wan Tianjian Zhenjun.

"Another beautiful bale?"

Feng Lan looked at the handsome young man who was volleying in the air with a green fairy sword, and secretly wondered.

The emerald fairy sword choked out of its sheath, the blue clouds soared, and the dragon's groan sounded in the sheath.

Bao Ping'an exclaimed: "The dragon slaying sword, it is really extraordinary." ”

"I heard that the body of the Dragon Slaying Sword contains a Dao magic power that only ten thousand families can cultivate.

It's a pity that since the Heavenly Dao Patriarch, there has never been a lifetime.

Will it open our eyes this time? ”

Bao Ping'an muttered with a smile.

I saw that on the side of the Demon Sect, a strange person flew out of the sky.

One of the man's faces, like burlap paper that had been repeatedly rubbed, and his eyes, nose, and mouth were squeezed together, making it a grimace.

The two sides fight in one place.

The Grimace's flying fish golden fork keeps flying out of goldfish, big and small, attacking from different directions.

Wan Jianchen's Dragon Slaying Sword was so powerful that it seemed to have lost its attack target, and it quickly fell into disadvantage.