It seems that the ladder of the holy mountain that has been deserted for thousands of years has finally welcomed guests today.

The guests are not high-rollers who spend a lot of money, let alone the illegitimate son of the powerful bureaucrat, nor are they poor scholars, but a few Tang Dynasty people and hundreds of traitors to the Great Wilderness.

Led by Li Yi and the six people, the most violent whirlwind seemed to blow on the ladder in recent years, bringing up countless snow.

From a distance, the small avalanche caused by Huang Zhenfeng's two knives rolled and the snow-white waves gradually turned into waves crashing on the shore, and the momentum swept down the mountain more and more amazingly.

The black line composed of the two desolate people who had dodged the snow waves at the beginning had already crossed the six Li Yi people at the front, and they could not turn their heads back to kill because their downhill momentum was too fast, so they could only attack the warriors of Qiyun.

The three hundred warriors of Qiyun had already been out of touch with Li Yi and the six people, and they were not afraid of the desolate people who were like arrows from the string, but calmly raised their cheeks, letting the moonlight splash on their strange cheeks full of prayer cloud patterns, drew out their long knives, and let out a long roar!

The residents living under the snow-capped mountains have been taught from an early age not to shout at the bottom of the snow-capped mountains, because it is likely that one of his shouts will shake the fluffy white snow and cause an avalanche, which is exaggerated but unreasonable.

The roar of the three hundred warriors who prayed for clouds was deafening, piercing through the sky.

They have endured too many years of not seeing the light of day, just for this moment of bloom.

Even if the entire holy mountain falls, they will roar, and they will sue the temple, and they will also sue the whole world, praying for revenge!

The encounter was destined to be full of sparks, and he took a step forward and raised the giant horse chopping knife, his arm was like a thick vine at this time, and the green tendons burst out under the twist, and he already had a nearly half-zhang long ape arm round and a one-zhang long horse chopping knife, which was quite a sweep of thousands of armies.

How could the desolate people of the temple who were rushing down have thought that this person led by Qiyun would unfold his blade and sweep nearly three zhang, and he suddenly leaned over under the guard.

Qiyun Sibana will let the immortal enemy who crashed into the sword light so lightly, the cultivation of the peak of the Spirit Source Realm. His long knife trembled slightly, and the knife qi like a thin needle was thrown out.

A desolate man who seemed to have a good waist and abdomen was leaning back in a dashing gesture to dodge the saber, when the blade of the saber brushed his eyes, and with his swift speed, he would pass through it and charge into the crowd of enemies heading for the ladder.

At this moment, the vitality needle burst out from the blade, and his cheek seemed to be instantly pierced by countless thin needles, and countless dense mosquito bite wounds appeared, but when this wound covered every inch of his cheek, he was equal to death.

The metal rod on the sole of his shoe flew up, and he staggered to his feet, his bloody head plunged into the halfway point of the holy mountain. With the skull as the center, the snow was a large area of red.

At the same time, more than a dozen people almost like him appeared on both sides of the ladder, and only then did the desolate behind the victims have time to slow down.

However, Qiyun seemed to feel that this was not enough, led by Qiyun Siba, three hundred Qiyun warriors jumped out of the ladder, and on both sides they actually came to meet the desolate people who had reduced their momentum, but were still fast, and launched a brave charge on the next gram!

Li Yi's seven people's charge was even stronger, and no desolate man could touch their hair. All the way to the sky, it seems to set foot in the sky!

Zhang Xiaodao was nervous like never before, and although he was still bursting out at his top speed under the Divine Wheel without using it, he could clearly see the blurry scenery around him. You can also see the magnificent temple on the top of the mountain in the mist.

The majestic hall reveals a trace of mystery between the clouds and mist, and the appearance of the building that occasionally shows a corner is simple and solemn.

Zhang Xiaodao knew that it was the Great Wilderness Temple, and he was about to fight in the Great Wilderness Temple, which should be the dream of many Tang Dynasty people. And he's about to fulfill that dream in their place.

Wang Daniu followed closely behind Zhang Xiaodao, and the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the colder the temperature became. And he was sweating profusely at this time, not to mention how laborious it was to keep up with Zhang Xiaodao and the others, but the weight of the old man behind him, plus climbing upwards was a huge amount of movement.

Beads of sweat dripped between his eyebrows, smashed on his eyelashes and instantly froze into ice ballast, Wang Daniu gritted his teeth suddenly, but the vitality in his body spread out in all corners of his body, sweeping away the fatigue, he was actually climbing the ladder in the realm of the upper layer!

Wang Da Niu's sudden change caused a slight change in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, Zhang Xiaodao now had a keen perception, turned his head and grinned: "Hurry up!"

The rejuvenated Wang Da Niu nodded suddenly, and climbed up even more quickly with Qiyun Hachi on his back!

At this time, Li Yi was already close to the top of the temple mountain, he suddenly passed through a thick cloud and mist, and there was ice ballast condensing all over his body, but after he landed, it was instantly shattered, and his feet were already on the top of the mountain!

Huang Zhenfeng, Yang Qing, and Xu Sande, who followed closely, came to his side, and the four of them had more or less white frost on their eyebrows, but as the green tendons on their foreheads were exposed, they dissipated in an instant, and the four of them roared angrily: "Temple, come to fight!"

When Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Daniu followed closely to the top of the mountain, the roar of the four of them had already resounded in the sky.

The two of them didn't get involved, but quickly bypassed, flashed through the windy dash on the edge of the cliff, and went straight to the back of the temple!

The cliff on the peak of the sacred mountain is extremely flat, and the starlight splashed between the clouds and mist is like a fairyland.

The reason why I came late at night was to sneak into the temple while the clouds were shrouded in mist.

And the roar of Li Yi and the four of them was naturally to attract the attention of the temple powerhouses.

Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Daniu immediately held their breath and concentrated after running for a distance, using their vitality to dense their bodies and seal the pores of their bodies, trying not to cause a trace of abnormal movement and be noticed.

"How?" Zhang Xiaodao asked softly, looking back.

At this time, the three of them were already a thousand feet away from Li Yi and the others, and they could only faintly see their figures.

Wang Daniu put down Qiyun Hachi, and Qiyun Hachi immediately threw the burden on his chest and untied the burden to reveal the true body of the compass in it.

The compass is not large, only the size of two palms, and its surface is full of prayer cloud patterns, and there are strange fonts crisscrossing the patterns.

I saw Qiyun Hachi gently shake the compass, and those words began to shift with gravity, but this scene was not unusual, but with the tilt of Qiyun Hachi's left hand, those words that should have been tilted to the left were stubbornly floating to the right, which explained some problems.

Qi Yun Hachi looked straight ahead, saw the quaint temple in the clouds, and said, "This way." ”

Without hesitation, Wang Daniu once again picked up Qiyun Hachi, and the three of them quickly walked around the back of the hall.

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The cliffs on the sacred mountain towering into the clouds are vast and immense, like plains.

It's hard to imagine what this mountain top looks like, because it's like a certain god leveling the top of the mountain with a sword.

In the midst of the snow, the roar of Li Yi and the four of them spread throughout the temple.

As expected, the Great Array of the Temple suddenly activated, and a cold wind that could blow people up hit the bone, as if the sky within reach was instantly obscured by clouds and mist, and the starlight was absent.

No one responded to the roar of the four, but Li Yi directly took out the ordinary-looking long knife.

Just like outside the immediate-wing gate, his long knife fell extremely slowly, and the moment the sword light appeared, a huge crack appeared in the sky and the clouds and mist appeared on the left and right, as if he had split the sky as soon as he arrived.

This knife was not aimed at people, but at the majestic temple of the great wilderness in the mist.

The sharp sword intent broke through the clouds, and everyone's eyes were clear, and the corner of the quaint temple shattered instantly when it came into view.

Countless stones that had been sheltered from the wind and rain on the top of this mountain for an unknown number of years were neatly cut, and somewhere the temple collapsed, a huge roar was heard.

However, Li Yidao's sword intent could not be so simple, and after countless broken stones, the knife intent continued to move closer, until he came to the front of the old man of the temple.

The old man didn't show any cultivation, but silently stretched out his dry palm and poked into the knife intent.

The cracks in the sky suddenly closed, the fog suddenly appeared, the temple stopped collapsing, and the old man seemed to have pinched a small knife, and blood flowed down his palm, but he subdued this fierce knife intent.

At the moment when the clouds and mist closed, Li Yi saw the old man's actions clearly, and sighed softly: "It's a little strong." ”

Yang Qing squinted her eyes, as if she had suddenly compared the appearance of the old man with the demon in her memory, and after confirming that it was correct, she scolded angrily: "The old dog came to die!"

There were two people standing beside the old man, one was a burly man and the other was a thin scholar.

Although the clouds and mist were already covered, the three of them were the ones who urged the formation, so they could naturally see clearly what the enemy looked like.

Yang Qing's appearance made the old man thoughtful, and suddenly he moved forward to the patriarch of the Qiyun tribe who died in front of him many years ago, and lamented: "I see. ”

Yang Qing's eyes were red and bloodshot, and she slapped one palm on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Bright red blood sprayed in the mist, turning the invisible into tangible, and the mist in front of the four of them turned into countless particles after hanging bright red, but the dense arrangement in front of them was really seeping.

Xu Sande didn't say a word, and after taking three steps, a punch shook out of the air, and a vacuum vortex suddenly appeared in the bloodshot mist.

But before it seemed to reach the fingers, the whirlpool returned to its original state, and the blood-streaked mist was blown away by the wind.

Yang Qing stood up straight, a hideous smile on her face, and at the same time, her slender jade hand twitched around her waist, and a long strip of cloth full of patterns appeared in her hand.

She took a deep breath and pressed the orre, embroidered with a colorful beaded curtain of cloud totems, to her broad forehead and fastened it to the back of her head.

Immediately after, she ripped off the robe on her body with her bare hands, revealing a grand costume!

At this time, Yang Qing was wearing an Ore, wearing a prayer cloud tutu robe, a colorful tube skirt, and a pair of Baijie shoes raised high in front of his toes stood in the wind. She is no longer Yang Qing now, but Qi Yun Gege!

She's Coming for Revenge!(To be continued......)