The huge white light like a comet naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The first ones were the disciples of the silent door, after all, it was their roof that was blown off, and for a while, outside the palace, clouds of smoke came out.

"One, two, thirty or twenty, worthy of the base camp."

The smoke formed a human form, and Zhang Feixuan counted them one by one, only feeling that his scalp was numb.

The Nanping Kingdom and the Northern Gao Kingdom are still fighting, and most of the silent gates are on the front line, Rao is like this, and more than 20 Qi refiners have also emerged in this imperial city.

There seem to be a lot of immortal cultivators in the world, but if it is divided into a country, or even a place, there may only be a few.

Don't look at the Sumeru vein, there can be twenty or thirty people in an evil sect, but in fact, it is either cannon fodder or consumables, taking their Jinxian Sect as an example, how many disciples come and go, but except for Jin Guang and Zhao Yuanhua, who dares to say that they are true disciples, it is just nourishment.

In Zhang Feixuan's eyes, as long as they are disciples of famous and authentic families, their qualifications will definitely throw out a lot of them.

Like Sun Jiubei, if it weren't for the fact that the senior brother discovered his miracle, then his qualifications would not be as good as the ordinary junior disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect.

An ordinary junior disciple in the Golden Light Period.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as bells, but this kind of qualification, if it is exchanged for madness, then they would rather not.

"Do it!"

Zhang Feixuan took out the treasure pestle and said in a deep voice.

"Huh?"

Although Wang Qizheng was not afraid, he was still shocked when he saw Zhang Feixuan doing it so quickly.

This guy is afraid of this, afraid of that, when did he become so refreshing.

But soon, he understood.

"Little junior brother, you take the lead."

"Good!"

Sun Jiubei took a deep breath and rushed towards the twenty or so people first.

The little junior brother has a copper head and iron bones, although he has never dealt with the land immortals, he doesn't know the depths, but he has already proved through practice that he has played the ordinary Qi Refining Realm, so it is not too simple.

And the Song Yin of the sky, with that roar, a cloud of green smoke inexplicably rolled up on the smoke and dust on the top floor, and a Taoist figure was highlighted in it.

This person is clothed, with a thin gold hoop in front of his forehead, green eyes, two horizontal eyebrows, a hanging nose, a square mouth, a robe-like robe, a silk tassel around his waist, green smoke under his feet, his body fluttering in the air like a phantom, and an ethereal fairy appearance.

"I am the Silent Gate Helmsman Yang Jun! Where are the Taoist friends, why do you have a silent door to me?! ”

Yang Jun's eyes widened, staring at this Song Yin.

I've never seen this man.

It's not a member of the sect of the Northern High Kingdom.

But the more he didn't know him, the more frightened he became.

This person is not a foundation building realm, not a land immortal, but he has wind under his feet, although he wears like a farmer, but his instruments are extraordinary, and he is not an ordinary person.

Especially the white light just now, although it didn't hit him, the power contained in it made him frightened.

A qi refiner who can fly must come from a famous and authentic family, and he has more background than them.

But when did they offend such a person?

Song Yin threw a punch directly, and the comet-like white light burst out from his fist and blasted straight towards this person.

The white light was like a pillar, and it was like an aurora, and the speed was extremely fast, so that Yang Jun almost didn't react, and was directly overwhelmed by the white light.

"Fellow Daoist, I have something to say!"

Next to the white light, a wisp of green smoke bypassed, turning into the appearance of Yang Jun again.

"What price did Bei Gaoguo ask you to spent, and I, Nanping Kingdom, am willing to pay double!"

Yang Jun gritted his teeth and said: "Even if you want me to be a dojo in Nanping Kingdom, it's not that I can't negotiate, I'm willing to share the offering with the Ling Sect!" ”

Song Yin's eyes glared at him, and a ball of white fire burned past, but the moment the white fire appeared, Yang Jun's figure drifted away with the wind, turning into green smoke and scattering.

"Fellow Daoist, have you thought about it, the Northern High Kingdom is only a small sect, and there are only two land immortals, although my Nanping Kingdom is also two now, but we are a big sect, if we really want to fight, we are not afraid. There is no injustice and no hatred, why don't we sit down and talk. ”

The appearance of the white fire made him even more frightened.

He has a magical power, called 'Green Smoke Incarnation', ordinary means to deal with him, all he fights is green smoke, but the flame is different, when it burns in this direction, it seems to be able to burn everything, if it is not in time, I am afraid it will also be Dao.

And this is called Song Yin's involuntary attack on him, although Yang Jun is angry, he doesn't dare to make a mistake.

A qi refiner has such power, and he acts very domineeringly, which is not the confidence that ordinary sects can give.

There is only one truth.

Kitakakoku invited!

In the Northern High Country, there are countless small sects, not only one big sect in the Southern Ping Kingdom, if they can afford it, then they can also afford it.

Even if there is a conflict in the cultivation method, it is all about the qi of mortals, then there is no way, invite people, and then deal with the Northern High Kingdom, and absorb the mortals of another country to worship, even if they give half of this Golden Immortal Gate, they will not lose, but they will have one less enemy who is opposed to them.

Even if this sect is powerful, if you want to deal with them, you have to weigh it, and their Nanping Kingdom is not weak.

"The flow of evil ways, only know the flies and dogs, it is because of the existence of your group of people that this place is like a ghost in the world!"

Song Yin pointed to the ground, "You have sucked the spirit of mortals, have you ever heard the weeping of mortals, have you ever felt the grief of that broken family, like the walking dead!" ”

"I am the Song Yin of the Golden Immortal Gate, no one invited me, I am myself, in order to exterminate your evil ways!"

Mortal?

Evil ways?

And the Golden Immortal Gate!

Yang Jun was stunned on the spot, "Golden Immortal Gate? Did you kill King Aoi and Yuan Chongsui?! ”

The death of the two land immortals caused an uproar in Nanping at that time, but it could not be found.

The only clue is that there is an evil way in the Sumeru vein called the Golden Immortal Gate.

But in that sect, there will definitely be no one who can kill the two land immortals.

Available now. People came out?!

"You killed my people, broke the rules, and dared to say that we are heretical!"

Yang Junqi's people were trembling, if King Kwai and Yuan Chong Sui were there, how could their battle line drag on until now and they had already been defeated.

"Six Meanings Through!"

His five fingers were as vertical as a knife, and when his palm was stretched out, it was even more like smoke and ethereal, but when he stretched forward, it seemed that regardless of the distance, with a cloud of green smoke, he approached Song Yin's chest accurately and quickly.

This is also a magical power, specializing in the enemy's intentions, Rao is thousands of defenses and all kinds of obstructions, can not prevent him from approaching this magical power, only if people are conscious, they will definitely hit. Once hit, the consciousness dissipates and turns into a puppet, and from then on it is the walking dead.

"The elders didn't see it, and they sent you to provoke from the Qi Refining Realm, is it really a decoration when I have a voice!" Yang Jun shouted.

(End of chapter)