There is no end to the words.

Naturally, it was the amazing information he got from evolving the 'legends'.

Daxue Mountain, created for the Yan clan in the former dynasty of Qilu land, twenty years ago when the sky changed, there was a 'Qilu King' Yan Nanbei, became the first martial saint, at that time the seven sect masters, has not yet developed.

He can have this kind of unprecedented achievement, not only because of the accumulation of the Yan family.

I'm afraid more...

It's still backed by the so-called immortal ruins 'Immortal Cave'!

"The immortal ruins born in this era should only be at the level of 'Ten Capitals', and the 'Immortal Cave Master' may be invincible at its peak, it may be the second level of the Xuanfei Law Infant, or even the third level of the Dao Dan level, but even if it recovers now, it will not be too strong."

"If the handwriting that appears on the river of time is true, then once left unchecked, this life will be ruined."

"Although I am not a person of this era, and I don't have any feelings for the common people, but..."

Looking at Mu Xiaoxian, who had been dodging Mu Yuanjun's movements and avoiding behind him, and Mu Yuanjun, who was a little annoyed with his lips, Luo Jing sighed.

Whether it's for the sake of oneself in the future,

Or for this period of time.

He had a reason to go.

So

The hot gold invitation in his arms, Luo Jing must go!

[The five-year period has arrived!] 】

[On the sixth day of the ninth month, on Penglai Island, please come to participate in the 'Shenwu Alliance' and cut down the Snow Mountain! ] 】

[The owner of Penglai Island, Jiang Xiaobailiu. 】

"Little sister, you come to play with your daughter."

"There are some things that you have to prepare in advance."

Luo Jing turned his back suddenly, hugged Mu Xiaoxian, and looked at the big black eyes, he pretended to be fierce:

"In the future, when your father is gone, you will listen to your mother, do you hear?"

"Otherwise, if she beats you again, the father will not protect you."

The little guy listened to it, and struggled with a 'woo' in his mouth, but it had no effect, and was waved by Luo Jing's big hand, and it was handed over to Mu Yuanjun, who was smiling.

Then, he strode out.

Only Mu Yuanjun was left teasing his daughter, chuckling from time to time:

"Little one, how old are you that you want your father to protect you?"

"Really be a mother in the past five years of friendship, can't you be coquettish in two sentences?"

"Go back with me, I can't memorize fifty big characters today, don't blame me for being ruthless, and send it to your mother-in-law when the time comes, but I want to beat you on the board!"

The happy voice of mother and daughter gradually drifted away.

...

In Fulong Hall, the candles are bright.

Elders Guo Jianglong, Tiedaoren, Qi Yan, and Qi Wen.

One master, three refining marrows.

And they are all more than half convinced, and in about two or three years, they can achieve the martial arts of the third level of foundation building, and they are the real mainstay of Fulong Mountain today.

Just now, Luo Jing sent someone to summon him,

So the four of them didn't dare to slack off and hurried over.

"This time, Penglai Island organized the 'Shenwu Alliance', led by the Seven Peerless Sects that have a blood feud with the Great Snow Mountain, and invited the nine major lords, a total of 16 forces."

"Five years ago in Fulong Mountain, the blood feud of Yu Xiaojian being killed by 'Yan Nanbei' cannot but be avenged."

"Therefore..."

"I will take four, lead three hundred disciples, and one thousand elite of the Fulong Army to the 'Shenwu Covenant'!"

"Penglai Island is in the northeast direction, one step further, is the snow pass under the Snow Mountain, this trip may have unpredictable risks, if you are unwilling, you don't have to be reluctant, stay in Fulong Mountain."

Luo Jing looked around.

Guojiang Long Dama Jindao sat and did not refuse, the railway man bowed his head slightly, and after Elder Erqi was convinced by him, he could still peek at the mystery of convincing with a body that was over half a hundred years old, where would there be any objections.

So the four of them almost said in unison:

"I am willing to go to Penglai with Zhangzun!"

Hearing this, Luo Jing pressed his sword and nodded:

"Then find Xinying and summon the Fulong Ji family and Kunwu Jianchi."

"The three of me..."

"Let's go!"

Speaking of this, Luo Jing paused, looked at the foundation of Fulong Mountain behind him, and after pondering carefully, he suddenly said:

"Ji Wudui is the head of the Ji family, and Ji Yue and Ji Yue both stepped into convincing not long ago, and the Fulong Army can let Ji Yue take charge and go on his behalf."

"My family, as well as his Ji Wudu's family are all in Fulong Mountain, we are waiting to leave, no one is sitting at the mountain gate, if something happens, we also need to have a pillar of the master town."

"Order him to lead two thousand volt dragon troops and return to the mountain to garrison."

...

At the same time, the Great Snow Mountains.

The wind is cold, and the seasons are like frost!

The Yan family, the former royal family of the former dynasty, even if it is in a safe corner, its heritage is still not to be underestimated.

Passed to the present day, the 'King of Qilu' Yan Nanbei occupies this mountain, establishes Xiongguan, multiplies, almost becomes a small country of its own, and even its status in the rivers and lakes is also transcendent.

Snow Mountain, Great Hall.

"Nine Great Valves..."

"It's really not enough to swallow an elephant."

The man in a white wolf robe, with a high nose bridge and slightly thin lips, revealing a cold and ruthless meaning, looked at the letter in his hand, drank a breath of white air, and couldn't help sneering:

"I gave them the convincing method, so that they had a chance to go further, but as a result, not only did the head of the family not come to the snow-capped mountain to worship me, but they joined forces and wanted to destroy my snowy mountain."

"I'm looking for death..."

"They don't know what they're up against."

"Aren't the seven major sects known as the 'Qilu Seven Uniques' clamoring to come to my Great Snow Mountain in the name of revenge?"

"That..."

"Just send a few Yan clan disciples, take their 'division commander', and take advantage of their 'Penglai Alliance' to send them to their respective mountain gates!"

"In addition, on Penglai Island, remember to send a big gift."

"I want their allies... Get stronger! ”

"And then..."

"Come and 'cut me'!"

'King Qilu' Yan Nanbei's eyes flashed with strange colors, and then his fists clenched violently.

And in this temple.

When more than a dozen Yan clan descendants heard this, they looked at each other and smiled.

"I understand, King Qilu has a deep plan!"

"If this move can be done, the revival of my Yan clan is imminent, don't say that it is this 'Qilu land'... Even farther away, it may not be out of reach! ”

Their vein has been dormant in the Snow Mountain for decades, and outsiders don't know the background at all.

If you don't need to find a way to find some martial artists to come, within the scope of the Great Snow Mountain, sacrifice that 'secret realm' and worship the 'immortal chief' there...

Where will it lie dormant today?

"Yan Nankong!"

On Yan Nanbei's side, a fierce figure with a big wide knife on his back slowly stood up.

"You have to be taught the 'Ten Capitals' sword technique by the Immortal Elder, and you have practiced it for more than 20 years, and it is time for you to show your power."

"Daxue Pass, I will hand it over to you to guard, lead my Yan family to have five thousand soldiers, don't care about death, only kill!"

"If people die... Just use the method of entering the body of corpse qi to make the clansmen turn into heroic spirits and continue to fight! ”

"As long as you kill enough people..."

"Once the Immortal Chang recovers!"

"Then you and I will have the possibility of ascending to a higher realm!"

"For the glory of Yan's recovery!"

Whew, smm, smm!

The people in the hall drew their swords and behaved in a fanatical manner.

...

On the sixth day of September, Penglai Island!

In the land of Qilu, 16 heroes from all walks of life, under the banner, came in a mighty and uproar!

Spearhead...

Pointing directly to the looming and year-round eternal snow-capped mountain in the far east!