Thousands of pavilions stand tall, and the surroundings seem to be shrouded in mist, and the mysterious and magnificent feeling is not a fairyland, but it is better than a fairyland!

In one of the thousands of pavilions, a woman in white stood with her long hair fluttering and holding a sword. The face of the alluring city was very cold, as if these thousands of pavilions were frozen under that cold color. This woman is Feng Xuening, the first day of Xuecang Mountain.

Feng Xuening is only forty-four out of twenty today, but she has cultivated to the peak of the Golden Pill, and she is looking forward to the day when the Broken Pill will be married. But even so, all her pride was eclipsed in front of the Ten Thousand Sword True Monarch Wu Zhanjing. What made her even more discouraged was not only the Ten Thousand Swords True Monarch, but also the first-order casual cultivator Liu Shang who happened to meet a few days ago!

Two years ago, Liu Shang was empty-handed because of the Xiuzhen thief and saved her and Liu Ziyang's lives. At that time, although her strength was greatly reduced for some reasons, she knew that even in her heyday, she could not kill four masters of the same realm so easily like Liu Shang!

Now although Liu Shang has cultivated himself at the advanced level of the Jin Dan, Feng Xuening told her that this Liu Shang is definitely a master of the Yuan Infant Stage!

For thousands of years, how many geniuses have there been in the cultivation realm? But how many people can finally obtain the Supreme Dafa? Feng Xuening laughed at herself, tightened the Bihan Sword in her hand, and revealed a momentum of giving up who is the other, what about genius, what about waste materials? I, Feng Xuening, must be the one who has obtained the Supreme Dafa!

"Miss Feng's heart to the Tao is as solid as a rock, I admire it!" Liu Shang walked slowly from behind the open-air pavilion, hugged his fists and said with a smile.

Feng Xuening turned around, her cold face showed a trace of imperceptible confusion, and then said firmly: "It's just a feeling, Brother Liu is also here to watch the scenery?"

Liu Shang waved his hand and smiled, and said, "Viewing the scenery? It's not like Miss Feng's big sect of monks, we casual cultivators have to pay attention everywhere, just to save our lives in the battle!"

"Mindful, mindful, mindful?"

"Miss Feng and I are teammates, if you are not in a good mood and can't protect me, then it will be a big loss!" Liu Shang joked, and then said: "Miss Feng, don't mind, just kidding." ”

Feng Xue Ning shook her head, signaled that there was nothing to do, and smiled, "Xue Ning has always been curious, with Brother Liu's talent, no matter which sect it is, isn't it regarded as a treasure?

Feng Xuening's smile can make Liu Shang feast his eyes, I have to say, although this Feng Xuening is cold, but this smile is also a charming smile! The contrast between the two is that Liu Shang, a person who is now aesthetically fatigued, is a little stupid!

Seeing Liu Shang's expression, a trace of blush appeared on Feng Xuening's face, and then quickly covered it up, followed by a cold expression.

Liu Shang cleared his throat and said, "Although the cultivation sect is good, it finally feels like a bird in a cage. Although the casual cultivation is hard, it is also happy to be at ease. Cultivation can be done anywhere. ”

Feng Xuening nodded, "Brother Liu's talent, Xue Ning admires!"

In the meeting hall of Jilei Cave in Niutoushan Niutouling, the owners of the large and small villages sat in the main and secondary places, and the first three kings were all worried.

The Heavenly King in the center took a sip of wine and asked, "What do the brothers of the family think about the attack from the Cultivation Realm?"

After saying that, the Tiger Pioneer stood up in his position, bowed to the three kings, and said: "Three kings, what else do you think? Rush up and destroy them! This group of bitches is obviously provoking trouble. It's a fact that I didn't kill that Qingchen, why did you pour dirty water on my Niutouling head?"

Xuanhu slapped the case and said angrily: "What the eldest brother said is right, they are just full of food! Damn, they dare to bully Niutouling, they don't know whether they are alive or dead!"

The second king raised his hands and pressed them down slightly, "Brother Dashun, Brother Xuanhu, don't be reckless! I got the news that this time, at the instigation of the Shangqing Sect, there are nine gods in the cultivation realm, more than 100 Yuan Infants, and several times the Jindan period monks with me! This battle, even if we win, it will be a self-loss of 800. What's more, the cultivation realm has only dispatched three percent of its strength! This time, I'm afraid it's my first catastrophe in Niutouling!"

When all the demons heard this, their faces sank.

"Ha Lu haha-" The three kings of Peng suddenly laughed, releasing an overwhelming momentum, and said disdainfully: "So what? Even if the strength is stronger than ours, but if you want to spread wild in my Niutouling, these miscellaneous pieces are not qualified!"

The three kings of Peng said, the owners of the big and small villages are all heroic:

"What the three kings are talking about, what are you afraid of him doing?" "Even if he dies, he will pull down the Nine Giants!" "What bullshit, I don't know whether to live or die!" ......

"What the brothers are talking about is, aren't they just cultivators? Lao Tzu let him come and go!" The thunderous voice in the sky sounded in every corner of the Thunder Cave, "Brother Tanuki and Brother Lion will come over tomorrow with Brother Mao Erpo, and they will kill him together at that time!"

"Good, good, good......"

The demons roared, and the morale of Niutouling was high!

At this moment, a rough voice suddenly came out of the Thunder Cave, and then a minotaur strode towards the top of the sky with gold leaf in his hand, and handed him the gold leaf.

Ding Tianchao glanced at the gold leaf, then put it away, and continued to incite the morale of the demons.

An hour later, the preparations for the war were distributed, and the demons were dispersed, leaving only the three kings.

The Second Dynasty of the Elephant Dynasty looked at it in his arms, and asked, "Big brother, who sent the letter from that gold leaf just now?"

Dingtian frowned, "Yiye, that old monk, he advised me not to be rash, so as not to make people profit!"

The second king nodded, "I think of it, eldest brother and third brother, don't you think that Qingchen's death has something to do with the Holy Land of the Western Spirit Mountain?"

The three kings of Peng opened his mouth and said, "What does this mean by the second brother, and what does Qingchen's death have to do with the West?"

The second king walked a few steps in the cave and said: "That Qingchen is a mid-level cultivator of the gods, if you and my brothers kill him, it will take a lot of effort! And the movement is definitely not small, those old guys of the cultivation sect must be able to detect it, but——"

"Second brother, what do you mean by an ancestor-level action? But what does this have to do with the West?"

The second king of the elephant stomped two more steps, and said in thought: "I heard that neither the Zen Cunshan Temple nor the Tantric Sa Holy Mountain participated in this war, and the Xiaoyao faction, which is friendly with the West, did not participate!"

"There is some truth in what the second brother said, the group of curly-haired monks in the West have always wanted to invade this side, but my Niutouling and the major sects of the Xiuzhen Realm have squeezed them to the point where they have no place to settle down in Xihe Niuzhou!

Dingtian looked at the gold leaf in his hand, "If that's the case, this matter will be really a bit troublesome, I'm afraid that the old guys will really jump out at that time!