"What was the name of the bald old man of the Yuanji Nine Forests just now, where did he come from?"

Sending another person away, Nangong Wentian elegantly pinched his handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his forehead with the posture of a dying person, and asked Wang Hui beside him.

"Huoyun Overlord, the ancestor of the Huoyun Mountain Sect."

Wang Hui looked at his nose and nose, and his every move was in line with etiquette, but the indifference at the corner of his mouth still showed his disapproval, after all, below the Yuanji Jiulin, even if he looked a little older, he was still a junior.

Nangong asked Tianzhen, looked at Bai Jiansan and Su Liuli, who had a dull face, on the other side, and said with a smile: "It's still the fifth junior sister and the little junior brother who are comfortable, the fifth junior sister doesn't mention it, she is the cold character, the little junior brother opened the Nine Classics, why did he open it for three months, what is he doing?" This little junior brother cultivates faster than others, he shouldn't be right, he can't ...... it."

"It's you who didn't tell the little junior brother about his master's birthday in the past few days, saying that you wanted to surprise him, and the master also said that he received a gift and gave him all to practice, breaking the sixth and seventh gates, but now he is in a hurry."

Wang Hui said casually, and then looked at his nose and nose, and no longer cared about it, and the senior brother couldn't stop chattering for a day.

Really. Nangong asked Tiankou Ruohe: "You don't understand this......"

"Senior brother, stop for a moment and listen to me."

On the side, Bai Jiansan came over solemnly and said, "Why do I think these people have the intention of coming to the little junior brother?"

"What do you mean?" Nangong Wentian asked.

Bai Jiansan waved his long sleeves: "Many elders have come with quasi-saint disciples, and they searched among us for the first time, isn't the meaning obvious enough?"

Nangong Wentian smiled, as if he didn't feel dignified enough, and replaced it with six teeth and smiled slightly: "The little junior brother destroyed Da Luo and Da Yan, the means are bloody and domineering, famous in all directions, the world's masters are used to comparing, even their own master and second master are riveting their own little junior brother to squeeze out, let alone others?" This reminds me of the son-in-law of Lao Zhang, who sold fritters on Qianmen Street in Baijiang City two hundred years ago......"

Bai Jiansan and Wang Hui looked at the senior brother in surprise, the senior brother is even more able to pull it, what is the matter with the old son-in-law of Zhang, who sells fritters? Just stay away.

At this moment, a warrior behind him exclaimed: "The bow back Xia Ming sword shines on the frost, and the autumn wind sweeps out of Donghua's dry sword cave."

I saw that in front of me, a middle-aged woman in black with a sword box on her back stepped into the air, and her sword aura soared into the sky as she walked.

Followed by two people, a man and a woman, the woman wore a veil, her hair was in a high bun, and her posture was heroic, some people recognized it, it should be the Heavenly Saint of the Dry Sword Cave to win Jianying, she entered the Sword Cave a few years ago, and now she is the peak of the Yuanji Jiulin, and she is almost one step into the quasi-saint.

Another man, with a long posture, a face like a crown of jade, eyes like cold stars, attracted a large number of female cultivators to look sideways, this person is the first choice of the dry sword cave heaven general to become holy, Su Lijian, born with a sword to travel the world with a sword, is already a quasi-saint Ten Doors are fully open.

"Sword Gu senior!"

Nangong Wentian greeted the three middle-aged women in black and saluted respectfully.

The middle-aged woman bowed silently, took Ying Jianying and Su Lijian and landed on the platform, glanced around, and went straight to the "Ancient Palace".

The three of them had just left, and a wave of people in front of them had arrived, and they were the masters of the Northern Underworld, with a cold face, no one paid attention to them, and they didn't pay attention to the people in Nangong Wentian, and went straight to the "Ancient Palace".

Three more followed.

Without waiting for Nangong to ask the Heavenly Master Brothers to speak, the disciple of the Third Peak Suo Yunfei Master, Du Hu Lu, who was defeated by Xin Zhuo a few months ago, rushed over, his eyes shining: "The Chu clan, the descendant of the ancient queen of Beihai, has arrived, and Brother Chu Feng has also come, this is a popular candidate to become a true saint in three years!"

"Who's the favorite?" Su Liuli asked coldly.

Du Hu Lu sneered and stepped aside.

After the master of the Chu clan in Beihai, it was quiet for a moment, and between the peaks in the distance, suddenly the sea of clouds rolled, and a strange chariot and horse that seemed to have come out of the eternal years flashed into the sky, shooting down the yellow true qi, and the power was extremely strong.

The surrounding warriors couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, they had never seen this kind of battle.

Soon, Na Nangong asked the heavens to salute: "The younger generation has seen the elders of the Ji family, and the medical door is full of brilliance!"

The surrounding warriors suddenly saluted, and hurriedly saluted, looking restrained and humble, the Ji family on the mountain, the legendary family.

The carriage fell, and out of two people, a white-haired brocade-clothed old man and a white-clothed boy, the two seemed to have walked out of the clouds, completely different from the warriors of the Quartet, and seemed mysterious, terrifying and noble.

The old man's momentum instantly suppressed everyone who was watching, and asked coldly, "Where is Xin Zhuo?"

Nangong Wentian chuckled, and Shi Li said: "Dare to ask the seniors what is the matter with my little junior brother?" The little junior brother has something to do, and he is elsewhere. ”

The old man sneered, didn't want to speak anymore, and strode away with his son.

Nangong Wentian had just taken a breath, and someone not far away exclaimed: "Where is this sacred?"

Everyone looked over, and couldn't help but be shocked, only to see the sea of clouds in the distance, driving out of a nine green dragon car, a nine vermilion bird car, two cars driving side by side, water, fire monstrous enveloping the whole sky, a green, a red reflected the forbidden land in all directions, the momentum is extremely terrifying.

No, not one gang, it's two gangs!

The atmosphere and luxury, as well as the ancient and mysterious, can't help but be staggering.

"Boom ......"

The two large cars landed on the two nearby mountains, and for a moment the dragon chanted and the birds chirped in all directions.

A large number of warriors immediately bowed cautiously.

The dense junior martial artist couldn't bear it, covered his ears with his hands, and retreated step by step.

Nangong asked the Heavenly Master brothers that it was okay, they glanced at each other, waved their sleeves, blocked the breath of the dragon and the sparrow, stood on the edge of the platform, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the predecessors of the Jiang family and the predecessors of the Ye family!"

Both cars opened at the same time.

Four people walked out of the Kowloon car, two old men, an old woman and a young woman, and the three old men were all cultivated to the heavens and behaved like mountains.

The woman's posture is graceful, very charming, with a veil of water clouds, three thousand green silk to make a spiritual snake bun, a little water in the center of her eyebrows, her eyebrows are like Yuandai, and her eyes are like water waves, clear and clean.

Even if I didn't see the whole picture, I also knew the extreme beauty of this girl, and the terrifying aura of the quasi-saint ten doors was faintly revealed around the key body.

"Ye's first eldest lady, Ye Miaojin! Su Miaojin ......"

In the distance, the Heavenly Saintess of the Withered Sword Cave won Jian Ying, stood quietly beside a boulder, and muttered.

And the other Nine Vermilion Bird car drove, out of three people, all three of them are women, the leader is a kind old woman, the momentum is monstrous, the dragon head crutch in the hand is lightly in the air, ripples, dizzying.

There were two women left, one with a long body and a jade body, cold and cold.

The other has a delicate posture, a pair of dark blue eyes, a fair complexion like a beautiful jade, cherry lips and a nose, and long eyelashes gently shaking, like an alien elf, it is not an exaggeration to praise a stunner in the world, a disaster to the country and the people.

"Mrs. Ning, Cicada Yi, and Nantina of Bear's Paws, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know if I came to see my son this time? Childe please go back? ”

Ying Jianying muttered again, her face extremely complicated.

When the two masters enter the "Ancient Palace",

Nangong Wentian drank lightly: "Close the gate of the forbidden land, and present the birthday banquet of Master Xiang!"

"Hum—"

The portal of the forbidden land was closed, and in the entire forbidden land, colorful auspicious clouds fell, and there were spirit grasses everywhere, spirit fruits everywhere, and various grades of pills flying around.

Densely packed with low-level martial artists, while scrambling, on the other hand, shouting "The Holy Life of the Emperor is boundless"!

The longevity of martial arts immortals is also to make a fortune.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, a loud buzzing sound suddenly came from the entire forbidden land, and a fierce aura swept by.

The masters above the Holy Realm frowned.

The martial artists below the Holy Realm staggered and landed one after another, and couldn't help but look around in horror.

Nangong Wentian and the others also frowned slightly, scanning the four directions.

Countless martial arts thoughts, sweeping across the forbidden space.

……

Qianjun Lake.

Calm and waveless, suddenly the pressure and gravity disappeared, and a stream of water jumped out, transforming into a Fang Tian painting halberd dozens of zhang long, with wisps of black gas, like a halberd killing the sky, and struck out.

"Bang-"

The surface of the hundred-mile lake, weighing more than 10,000 jun, is like being cut into melons at this moment, divided into two!

In an instant, the halberd dissipated, and the two halves of the lake collided, splashing a thousand feet of water.

"Not bad, not bad!"

At the bottom of the lake, Xin Zhuo collected the handprint and opened his mouth to spit out a string of bubbles.

The good news is that the opening of the Nine Classics has been completed, and the great opportunity has been obtained in vain, and the strength is ten times stronger than before, and the cultivation seems to be easy.

The bad news is that only the fifth gate has been broken, and the cultivation has not been refined, this ghost Fang Tian's painting halberd and dry bones have no true qi to grab, and the sword meridian is closed, so in the future, it can only be changed to a halberd!

How many times have I changed weapons in the past 80 years of practice? Knives, guns, swords, and halberds have been used once, and there is absolutely no one in this world who can change blades at will like himself!

I don't know how to explain it to my master and brothers.

At this moment, the dense and powerful martial arts suddenly glanced over.

Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp, and immediately reined in all his momentum, and was in a trance in his heart, where did so many masters come from?

The forbidden land has been attacked, so it won't be like this every time, right?

"Where is the little junior brother? Little junior ......"

Wang Hui's voice was faintly heard from above.

"Master's birthday, the masters of each family are coming, I'm afraid that there is your old man, come out quickly......"

The latter words were too vague for Xin Zhuo to hear clearly.

opened his mouth and spit out a string of bubbles, at this moment, after the great cultivation, he changed his weapon martial arts, and he was so lacking that he couldn't take care of it, so he simply sat down cross-legged, and waited until his body was repaired.

There was another shouting from above, and the sound was gone.

It's too bland, you have to let me hold back a few chapters, let's take our time.

Today is really Kavinka dead, talking about the explosion, I don't know what to write, I scratched a lot of hair, drank ten cans of Red Bull, my eyes were blood-red, and I squatted on the side of the road and counted cars.

That's right, talking is like a fart again, let's make it up tomorrow.

(End of chapter)