The so-called Taoist walking is a representative of the sect's foreign exchange.

And Xihe, who is respected by martial arts, is definitely not a big guy sitting down and chatting with snacks.

It has to be through the battle to see what changes have been made in the accumulation of martial arts in each family over the years, and what amazing talents have emerged.

And to achieve this goal, the person who walks becomes extremely important, after all, you have the purpose of exploring all the laws, and people also have the intention of looking at the depth from you.

Therefore, walkers, not only must be able to fight among the younger generation of the sect, but also cannot be stupid, otherwise if they go out for a walk and be trapped, the gains will outweigh the losses.

And with the continuous development of the Nishiga martial arts over the past thousand years, the holy places of each sect have continued to deepen in their respective fields, and the matter of martial arts exchanges has become more and more formal.

If it used to be to walk for the sake of comparing the high and low, to explore some benefits, now its symbolic meaning is far greater than the reality, it is nothing more than to let the most outstanding disciples in the sect walk around and open their eyes.

Therefore, the scope of the interviewees is naturally getting narrower and narrower.

Communication, naturally the level is equal, the rank is equal, otherwise the fundamental meaning of mutual progress will be lost.

And as the news spread that the Daoists of the three Holy Land Heavenly Sects in Central Continent were going to visit Chixia Mountain, many hidden world sects couldn't sit still.

All sects in the world have grades, and this product is not only the glorious glow of ancient times, but also the recognition of everyone who has cultivated intensively for thousands of years.

Many third-grade and second-grade sects have never been patronized by the Holy Land, so how can Xiling be virtuous?

Although there are secrets that the origin of the new king is mysterious, and the means are all over the sky.

But the sect that can be passed down to this day, who has not yet had a few elders who are terrifyingly strong.

This alone is completely unqualified to receive a visit from the Holy Son of Middle-earth.

Of course, in addition to these angry ones, there are naturally some who can see the clues.

After all, it was not an ordinary person who was walking this time, but the Daozi of the Zhongzhou Divine Court.

Everyone in the world knows that the Divine Court is arrogant and domineering, and regards itself as the Divine Dynasty and the Heavenly Court, and for the cultivators who have landed on the other side, they are directly named the Divine Monarch and the Heavenly Venerable.

Such a place will allow one's own holy son to visit Chixia Mountain, which has no background, and there must be a lot of articles in it.

For a while, all parties sent secret agents to the wind media, and Longxi, which had just calmed down, was shrouded in a dark cloud.

......

Three heavens on the mouth of the Han River

The three divine rays of light each went their own way, and then went westward.

The person in the center is dressed in a gorgeous crown, the golden and white robe is shining, and the thousands of cloud silk tassels spilling from the back of the crown are like silk threads that cut through the sky.

Walking on the clouds is like walking on the ground, the arms are leisurely and wide in the sleeves will be sprinkled with brilliant eyes, and what shines more than the divine light is the colorful innate Dao jade tied to the right wrist.

On its south side, there are red, yellow, and blue three-color divine radiance, there is a looming figure, step on the sky and show a hundred zhang away, step on the clouds, and the golden light splashes, and there is the sound of the dragon and the phoenix, the three original crystal color flows, and the power is not amazing.

Just the light can be so powerful, and naturally the two most famous holy sons in this generation of Zhongzhou, An Yuheng and Yao Ge are crazy.

And those who can be parallel to these two people are naturally not general.

The northern divine light was wrapped in a sturdy body like a knife and an axe, faintly glowing with earth-colored light, and the round light of the head did not have a single hair, only intricate intertwined divine patterns extending downward from the heavenly spirit, covering the forehead, cheeks, neck, and body.

And under its feet, it was actually a huge rock, because of the extreme speed, dragging out a long flame tail.

This is the Holy Son Emperor Shen of Wushen Mountain in Central Continent, his escape method is not easy to mess with as his appearance, just which huge rock dragging the flame tail makes people want to be eight hundred miles away from him.

The three distinct divine lights were rampaging across the triple heavens, and even the Gangfeng thunderclouds were disrupted and scattered, unable to stop their progress in the slightest.

made such a move, obviously there was no intention to hide his whereabouts, so he was targeted before he left Middle-earth.

But the speed of these three is amazing, all the way from Zhongzhou, there are only a dozen nails behind them, and the rest are either thrown off or suffered accidents, after all, the vast majority of the wind media who are in charge of intelligence have no ability to ignore the wind and thunder as nothing.

It is said that the wind media who followed closely behind the three of them at this time complained bitterly, but the death order of the upper peak, even if it was a great difficulty, could only grit his teeth and follow.

Fortunately, it is only eight hundred miles away from Xiling at the moment, and it must be that when they reach the realm of the new king, the three holy sons will be able to restrain themselves.

Just after the wind media were ready to hold on for a while, they found that the three holy sons in front of them suddenly stopped, and everyone hurriedly dived, for fear of causing the other party's unhappiness.

The Holy Son An Yuheng, who was the first to stop, looked back at the wolf, smiled contemptuously at the empty clouds, turned his head and pointed ahead: "From here, eight hundred miles forward is the Longxi Realm, so don't let the two of you say goodbye." ”

"You're not going to Chixia Mountain?"

Yao Gefang was a little surprised.

"Is there anything worth stopping by?"

Brushing the spiritual tassels of his sideburns, An Yuheng said disdainfully: "Just a wild king, do you still want to guide the Divine Court?"

"Since you can't look down on it, then come to Longxi to do something. ”

Emperor Shen asked angrily.

"Or you're just a martial artist. ”

Flicking the fingertip tassels away, An Yuheng put his hands behind his back and said: "The barren land of Longzhou, but Xiling can complete the revival in a short period of time, and even become the land of Longxing, this is the purpose of this Shenzi here!"

"The Son of God still needs Xiling's strategy for the world?"

Yao Ge sneered wildly: "Isn't it enough to pretend to be a ghost?" ”

The divine light is like electricity, if it is not for tearing the shocking floating shadow, and then seeing that An Yuheng is already six wings are spreading, his right hand is holding the seven-color divine light law, and his right hand is looming a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and his eyes are coldly angry: "If you don't choose your words again, I will teach you to fall today." ”

Yao Ge, who had avoided Shenhui in a hurry, waved at An Yuheng with a full body open, with a eager expression: "Tut-tut, I can't listen to the truth?"

"Boring. ”

The protruding eyebrow bones were twisted into a Sichuan character, and looking at the two companions who looked like they wanted to fight, Emperor Shen coldly dropped a sentence and sank.

As one of the sources of martial arts in Xihe, the totem visualization of Wushen Mountain stands alone in the world, and only other families have always walked to visit Wushen Mountain, and this time he made an exception to visit Xiling, not to see others fight.

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Chixia Mountain, Wushuang City

"So, the three Holy Sons entered the Longxi Realm together, and now they are separated again?"

Du Ting, who was organizing personnel to prepare for the celebration, listened to the report of the wind media, and was a little confused, because according to the earlier judgment, the three holy sons should enter the city at this time.

And now that the celebration is ready, but the master is gone, Du Ting is inexplicably a little flustered, but he forced himself to calm down and asked, "Then where are the people now?"

"The Holy Son of Yuheng and the Holy Son of Jinghong fought over the Han River for some reason, and the killing methods and escape methods of these two were too amazing, and they disappeared in an instant. ”

Yun Xiaoxiao spread her hands and said helplessly.

"An Yuheng and Yao Ge are nowhere to be seen, what about the imperial ginseng!?"

"This Holy Son of the Witch God Mountain is not bad with our judgment, and he has already entered the city. ”

"Already in town?"

Like grasping a life-saving straw, Du Ting hurriedly got up, with joy on his face: "Quick, quick, where is he, hurry up and arrange the gongs and drums and honor guards, the Holy Son of Wushen Mountain will visit, don't be lazy." ”

The Great Elder of the Du Family here was about to go down the mountain to welcome the guests, but a gloomy wind medium walked in head-on, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he dispelled it

"The elder didn't need to be welcomed, the emperor went directly to the Xicheng Guard, and went straight to the ring to ask Xiao Qi about Xiao Ziyu's whereabouts. The two sides disagreed and fought, and most of the Xiao clansmen in the Xicheng Guard were subdued by the emperor, and they were now confronting Sect Master Xiao. ”

Hearing this, Du Ting's head buzzed.