The Wind Demon Mountains, by a large lake.

Yan Chuan washed off the blood stains on his body, found a set of Confucian robes from Dongfang Decent and changed them on.

Although Dongfang's decent character is not good, he has a space magic weapon, which makes Yan Chuan slightly surprised.

After washing away the blood stains and changing into a Confucian robe, Yan Chuan sat cross-legged on the shore and breathed for a while.

"After killing nearly six thousand cultivators, the power extracted by the Jade Emperor's sword actually made my cultivation improve again?

There are also many pills in the East, and I bought a few pills on credit, and the scars on my body have almost disappeared.

Tying up his hair, Yan Chuan slowly stood up.

"Whew!"

Not far away, Dongfang decency turned into a streamer.

"Quick, quick, that old lady is here again!" exclaimed Dongfang Decent Jiao.

"Again, didn't you solve it last time? You spied on her taking a bath, didn't you compensate later?" Yan Chuan wondered.

"It's not her, it's another, another, I'm ri, I'm still an old lady, blind me, I saw it wrong last time!

Road.

"Stay away from me!" Yan Chuan shouted.

"I'm sorry, you can't save you when you die!" Dongfang Deity suddenly said with an ugly face.

"I never cover for Jian's people!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"You wait, you wait!" Dongfang Decent rushed to the sky with grief and indignation.

Watching Dongfang Decent fly away, Yan Chuan showed a strange smile.

"* thief, stop!

Yan Chuan turned his head to look, and just saw an old woman with a wrinkled face, grabbing a cane, and chasing and killing Dongfang Decency. His face was filled with shame.

Old woman?

"What a sin!" Yan Chuan's face twitched.

Ignoring the fleeing Oriental decency, Yan Chuan climbed a mountain not far away. Standing on the top of the mountain, he turned over and took out a map and looked at it.

"Whew, it's almost there!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Carrying the Jade Emperor Sword on his back and following the guidance of the map, Yan Chuan shot away in a hurry, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Without the Sun and Moon Alliance's pursuit, this road is much faster.

It didn't take long to reach a nearby mountain.

Looking at a huge area not far away, covered in billowing thick fog, Yan Chuan carefully checked the map and exhaled.

"It's here!" Yan Chuan's expression slowed down, and the map in his hand was discarded.

Just as he was about to step towards the fog-shrouded area, suddenly, Yan Chuan's eyes narrowed.

"No, no!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

Looking at the foggy area, Yan Chuan looked in all directions.

"Sixty-four main peaks surround you, gathering the qi of heaven and earth?" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

"This is not some ancient seal, this is the Immortal Tomb, the same Immortal Tomb that I opened in my previous life!"

"Shhh

Clenched his fists, Yan Chuan was solemn for a while. You must know that in the previous life, in order to open the tomb of the immortals, it took a while. And the mountains and rivers on the periphery of this tomb are the same as those of the year

It's too much of a resemblance.

Took a deep breath. Yan Chuan made up his mind and stepped down the mountain again, heading towards the area covered in billowing fog.

Entering the forest, not long after walking, Yan Chuan's footsteps stopped.

"Huh?"

In a mountain recess, the yin qi is raging.

Yan Chuan, who was originally about to continue on the road, stopped slightly and walked towards the mouth of the mountain.

The mountain mouth is very hidden, surrounded by yin qi, and it looks gloomy.

"This is?" Yan Chuan looked closer.

In the gloomy yin qi, at this moment, there are three white skeletons, kneeling in a circle.

When Yan Chuan arrived, the three skeletons suddenly turned their heads to look at Yan Chuan, like that, they were terrified. "Yin Acupoint Mouth, this is the Feng Shui Master's point?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

Yan Chuan didn't break in, and the three skeletons didn't come out.

Yan Chuan slowly retreated and quickly checked around.

Not long after, I saw a 'pubic hole' again. Yan Chuan became more and more solemn.

Walked around the periphery of the foggy area and quickly searched for it.

This search actually found nearly 100 pubic holes.

"What a powerful feng shui master!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

In my mind, unconsciously, I thought of a person, who was Feng Yin Yang whom Liangjing met.

"Could it be him?" Yan Chuan frowned.

After thinking about it, Yan Chuan no longer dwelled on this matter, but took a deep breath and turned his hand to take out a compass.

A silver compass is the one left behind after the death of the Yanjing Poison Master.

Looking at the compass, Yan Chuan used his fingers to pull out some essence blood.

The essence blood dripped into the heavenly pool in the center of the compass, and the compass suddenly slowly rotated.

The compass was lightly stamped against a large boulder.

"Buzz!"

A compass mark appeared on the boulder, and a peculiar symbol was written on the seal again with essence blood.

"Whew!"

The sigil disappeared, as if it had seeped into the inside of the stone.

As concocted, Yan Chuan found nearly a hundred stones to do the same thing, and while doing it, he walked towards the foggy area.

Gradually, Yan Chuan disappeared into the forest and stepped into the foggy area.

And when Yan Chuan disappeared, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of one of the stones.

The black robe is embroidered with a trace of clouds and smoke, which is the Yin Yang of Feng who is related to Yan Chuan.

Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan's back, was silent for a while, and then turned his hand and waved lightly at the stone in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The imprint that seeped into the inside of the stone suddenly resurfaced.

"He also understands feng shui? What kind of symbol is this?" "The world's feng shui comes out of the north and the south, the feng shui sect, and the north and the south each have an ancestral court, no, this is not the technique of the north, nor is it the technique of my south? And this Yan Chuan is not at all

It is a feng shui cultivator, and it can be skillfully applied by people who do not practice feng shui, this technique must be mature to the extreme, is there a third feng shui school in the world?" Feng Yin and Yang said in surprise.

Looking at Yan Chuan who disappeared into the fog, Feng Yin Yang was silent for a while: "Yan Chuan?"

The fog was rolling, Yan Chuan had the experience of his previous life, and he didn't hesitate much, and soon entered the depths of the fog.

"Whew!"

After dozens of miles of dense fog, suddenly, I stepped into the fog-free area in the center.

The infinite fog suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly the eyes are bright.

Ten peaks, surrounded by a broken mountain in the center.

The broken mountain is as if the waist has been cut off. The mountain break is ten miles in diameter, and there is a large blue light mask above it. It is like a hemispherical enchantment enveloping the top of the Broken Mountain

Kind.

Within the barrier, there are one hundred and eight large stones, and on each large stone, there is a pitch-black gate, as if it is connected to the interior of the mountain.

And on a high platform in the center of the broken mountain, there is a green and transparent person sitting at this moment.

The transparent man sat cross-legged, and the wind was blowing all around him, constantly gathering towards the transparent man, no, as if this transparent man was condensed by countless winds.

The transparent man sat quietly cross-legged on a high platform, overlooking one hundred and eight pitch-black gates.

Yan Chuan stepped on a nearby mountain peak and also saw the scenery in all directions.

There are ten mountains in all directions, and thousands of people are gathering at this moment, not only people, but also demons.

The confrontation between the north and the south is divided.

To the south, there are all cultivators, led by the noble Ancient Moon Holy Son. Behind him stood four thousand cultivators. All of them had serious faces.

To the north, it's the demon clan. Behind the Demon Heavenly Corpse, there were eight humanoid demons and about 4,000 demon kings. Wolves, snakes,

Bears, leopards, everything, all of them are imposing.

Gu Yue Holy Son, Demon Heavenly Death, neither of the two forces stepped into the center of the broken mountain.

Maybe I've stepped in, but I'm not in at the moment.

The demon heaven confronted Gu Yue, and the two of them looked at each other coldly, swords rattling, as if they were going to war at any time.

Yan Chuan's sudden appearance suddenly relieved the tense atmosphere between the two parties.

Almost at the same time, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Yan Chuan. In the Demon Heavenly Death's expression, a trace of surprise flashed.

Gu Yue Shengzi stared at Yan Chuan in surprise.

"Yan Chuan, you're not dead yet?" said Wei Mian's face on the side.

Obviously, the news of the Blood Demon Yan Chuan has not come, and perhaps the people who originally followed Yan Chuan have not yet arrived here.

Looking at Wei Xuan, Yan Chuan showed a sneer: "Lord Wei Alliance, it's really a big deal to chase and kill!"

"Hmph, you kid has a big life! I actually made it here alive, but your good days are over. Wei Yan said coldly.

As he spoke, Wei Yan clenched his fists, as if he was about to kill Yan Chuan.

"Hey, Brother Yan, why are you here!" suddenly a voice came from the crowd.

In the midst of the mountain peaks of the cultivators, a man in a Confucian robe who quickly walked out was none other than Dongfang Decency.

"Huh?" everyone wondered slightly.

"You arrived early?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Of course, I can fly, you can only go, I must be faster than you!" Dongfang Deuphen smiled.

"What about the old woman?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Ugh!" Dongfang Decent froze.

"Who are you?" Wei said coldly.

Dongfang Decent stood beside Yan Chuan, looked at Wei Min and said, "In the Lower Julu Academy, the Great Confucian, Dongfang Decency, I have seen all fellow Daoists!"

"Da Ru?" suddenly there was a sound of surprise around him.

"Julu Academy?" Wei said with a slight frown.

"Hmph, you said you were a great Confucian of Julu Academy, you are, why have I never heard of you?" Wei Yu shouted.

Julu Academy is a big mountain, if you don't move away, Wei Yan will really not be able to attack Yan Chuan for a while.

"Boy Wenruo, tell him who I am!" Dongfang Zhengfang shouted at Mr. Wenruo.

As soon as Dongfang Decent spoke, everyone looked at Mr. Wen Ruo, after all, many people knew that Mr. Wen Ruo was originally the young son of Julu Academy.

"I've seen Mr. Dongfang! Mr. Dongfang is indeed the great Confucian of Julu Academy!" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a wry smile.

"Huh?" Wei Yan's face changed.

"Did you hear that, if you are presumptuous to me again, you will declare war on my Julu Academy!" Dongfang Decheng shouted. Wei Yan's face froze.

Gu Yue Holy Son stared at Dongfang Decent. showed a faint smile and said, "Dongfang Decency, what are you doing here, do you want to fight with me on behalf of Julu Academy?"

As soon as the Ancient Moon Holy Son spoke, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Dongfang Decency's face changed suddenly, and then he showed a smile and said: "How can I, how dare I fight with the Holy Son?" I will pass by here, come and see, come and see, you continue!"