In the stunned eyes of everyone, Bai Yao's whole person seemed to fly up and rushed straight towards the last cavalryman.

"Bang-"

He opened his right hand and pressed it on the opponent's breastplate, and the steel armor was dented, and he slapped it directly to the ground.

While the two were still gliding, Bai Yao's left hand was like a ghost claw, instantly tearing open the face armor of the enemy under their feet.

It was a man with a beard and deep-set eyes, and a strand of dark brown hair on his forehead.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Bai Yao viciously.

He was about to bite through the sac of his back molars when Bai Yao's palm suddenly burst into a rainbow light, burrowing into his eyebrows, causing him to lose all consciousness.

…

Cross the North Sea and go straight into the North Underworld.

Wen Zhong rode the ink unicorn at a gallop, like a dark green meteor.

The big demons hid in the deep sea to restrain their breath, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

Even if the person flying above is just a human immortal.

There are two places where the sect is more famous.

First, Jinao Island in the East China Sea, where the Ten Heavenly Monarchs are located, most of the sectarians will stay there to cultivate, which is the origin of the four words Ten Thousand Immortals.

Second, Penglai Wonderland Biyou Palace, the base camp of the Interception Sect, and the dojo of the Tongtian Sect Master.

And Penglai Island is in the North Underworld.

When Baiyao did not go on the expedition, he suspected that Yuan Futong had a demon clan intervening behind him.

This is true, he was overly concerned.

In the Lich War, the demon race completely declined, and if it weren't for Nuwa, they would have been wiped out by the rising human race.

Since then, the vast majority of demon clans have claimed to be servants of the Wa Palace, completely dependent on Nuwa.

And those big demons with strong bloodlines, but who have long been disheartened, regard the North Underworld as their last place of shelter.

They knew very well that they were able to retire in the North Underworld because of the acquiescence of the Biyou Palace, and all the monks who appeared in the North Underworld, they did not dare to attack.

"That person is Wen Zhong, right?"

"The acquired god eye, the cultivation is low, it should be."

"Alas, it would be nice if the Holy Mother of Jin Ling also accepted me as an apprentice, and no one would dare to mess with me if my cultivation was so low."

"Don't fantasize, going to the east to make some corals is the meaning of demon life."

…

After a while, Wen Zhong passed through the invisible barrier, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

A hazy fairy light spread along the island, and a crane circled towards Wen Zhong and rubbed his bearded cheeks.

The light music echoed in his ears, and the beautiful scenery in front of him gradually calmed Wen Zhong's impetuous heart.

He stepped on the island and walked respectfully in a familiar direction.

The earth exudes a fragrance, passing through the Qionglou jade, precious wood and flowers.

Wen Zhong stopped outside a cave.

"Disciple Wen Zhong, ask to see the master-"

After kneeling for a long time, and getting no response, he kowtowed again and said:

"Master, disciple Wen Zhong asks to see."

The cave is wide open.

A young and beautiful woman walked out with a straight face.

"Why don't you come to me when you don't eat and wait for death in the world?"

Wen Zhong smiled bitterly.

At that time, he knew that his talent was too poor to live forever, so he decided to go down the mountain to make some achievements, and this life was also a little meaningful.

However, this move was opposed by the master, who thought that his Taoist heart was not strong, saying that since he had embarked on the path of cultivation, there was no reason to turn back, and if his life was not enough, he would take the longevity pill and never give up.

That was not the life Wen Zhong wanted, even if Shizun would be angry, he still went down the mountain.

"The disciple visits the master, and may the master prove the mixed yuan as soon as possible, and the road will be eternal."

Wen Zhong was speechless, and could only bow down for a long time.

Seeing this, Our Lady of Jin Ling's eyes were complicated.

After seeing Wen Zhong's slightly pale temples, most of the anger in her heart disappeared, and she sighed:

"Get up, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Wen Zhong got up and replied:

"The disciple is here to ask the master for help, the disciple crusades against the rebellion, and there are cultivators on the other side who intervene, and the troops continue to increase across the prefectures."

"Mortal things?" Our Lady of Jin Ling held the Huang Ting Sutra in her hand and said lightly: "You can't go down the mountain as a teacher." ”

The Tongtian Sect Master ordered that the sect keepers were not allowed to go down the mountain.

And he told them plainly that whoever did not listen to the counsel would have his name on the list of gods.

Many people know the existence of the God List, there is a shortage of people in the Heavenly Court, and Haotian wants to be the real Great Heavenly Venerable of the Three Realms.

But only a very small number of people know the name on it.

As if he had expected it, Wen Zhong respectfully took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Our Lady of Jin Ling, which was sealed with the ancestral temple's exclusive green fire paint.

"Master, this is the great blessing of the contemporary humanity to let the disciple hand it over to you."

Yesterday, the cultivators of the White Medicine Sect found him and asked him to find a master of the sect to make a move, and if the master of the sect said that he could not go down the mountain, he would write a letter and hand it to the master.

Wen Zhong speculated that the letter was probably written before the expedition.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit did not take the letter, and wondered:

"Humanitarian wishes? As a teacher and I don't know him, this kind of person who bears luck is better to be less contaminated, and if I don't pay attention to hurting him, my body will be wasted. ”

Suddenly, the body of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit stiffened.

Behind him, a young Taoist appeared at some point.

"Open it and let me see it."

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit gasped, hurriedly turned around and knelt down to salute:

"Disciple meets Master!"

Hearing the earthquake in Zhongzhong's pupils, he threw his five bodies directly to the ground, and his voice shouted loudly:

"Meet the Patriarch!"

Tongtian bent down and snatched the letter directly from the hand of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.

"Actually using the national fortune to write a letter, the humane blessing has reached such a point in the ability to use the national fortune?"

Tongtian found that he could not see through the envelope, and was sealed by a thin layer of colorless gas.

Flick it away, and the real envelope comes into view.

【Tongtian Sect Master's Initiation】

"Or for me?"

Tongtian was slightly surprised, and then tore open the envelope.

Before I could start looking, there was another person around.

Taishang, who had a fairy wind and bones, hugged the dust and stood behind Tongtian.

Tongtian Rao is saint was also startled, and hurriedly turned his head over.

"Brother? When did you come?! ”

The taciturn Taishang did not answer, but just squinted at the letter in Tongtian's hand.

Meaning, I'm going to watch it too.

The bodies of the two masters and apprentices who were kneeling trembled slightly, and they saluted again:

"Meet the Master."

Especially Wen Zhong, his mind was already a mess, and he didn't know why a letter would attract two saints.

What exactly did Dazhu write!!

"Brother, you came to Biyou Palace and didn't notify me in advance."

Tongtian looked at Taishang and placed a seal on the letter.

Seeing this, Taishang frowned slightly.

"You and I are in the same breath, why are you so guarded?"

Spoken!

Our Lady of Jin Ling's body was tense, and she didn't dare to breathe.

After so many years, she still thought that this existence ranked first among the three saints couldn't speak.

The Tongtian Sect Master took a step back and said with a smile:

"Brother, this letter was written to me by that humane blessing, or wait for me to read it first."

Taishang was speechless, so he had to put his hands on his sleeves and nod slightly.

Tongtian took the letter in his hand, returned to Biyou Palace, and summoned four fairy swords to protect him.

【Humane medicine to see the saint ......】

There is only one piece of paper, but the words on it seem to be unfinished, and they are constantly updated with the sight of Tongtian.

He watched so intriguedly that he occasionally stopped to think.

Half an hour later, he appeared in front of the Golden Spirit.

"Jin Ling, you go down the mountain with Wen Zhong to meet that Dazhu, put away your temper and don't be too rude."