The southwest of the Great Zhou Dynasty is close to the junction of the two countries of Hei'an, and in the depths of the Yanshan Mountain Range, it is a quiet deep mountain but it is disturbed by the various magic weapons that occasionally fly in, and the fierce beasts in the mountains will also look up at the sky, and some of the demon beasts with spiritual wisdom will look for a place to hide.

On the highest peak in the depths of Yanshan, a palace phantom looms, the palace is huge, the entire Yanshan peak is blocked, the attic palace can be seen everywhere, there are countless strange flowers and plants scattered everywhere, most of them have never heard of and many have not seen, and there are bursts of medicinal incense wafting out from the palace, attracting countless fierce beasts.

Fierce beasts practice, although they have no spiritual intelligence, they also know that medicinal herbs can improve their cultivation, this thing instinct. Even though there were many fierce beasts under the palace, none of them dared to act rashly, and they instinctively told them that this palace was very dangerous.

There are those who are timid, and there are those who are bold, after all, an eagle can't resist the temptation of the aroma of medicinal herbs on the palace and spreads its wings and flies towards the palace.

The fog outside the palace set off the looming palace wall, and the eagle was about to contact the fog to enter the palace, but was shot by an aurora, and in the aurora, a flying sword split the eagle in two and circled back.

Several figures in the distance came from the distant sky, approaching the palace in the blink of an eye, staying at the place where the eagle was killed, and the flying sword hovered and did not enter the body of the leader. The men were all handsome, a man and four women, well-dressed, and two neatly embroidered handwriting on their cuffs loomed.

"Acacia"

The leader looked at the mist in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he raised his hand towards the mist. The man's fingers are slender and white, and they are very beautiful, and when they touch the mist, they insert effortlessly into the mist.

Seeing this, the man's face was overjoyed, his fingers sped up and probed into the mist, and a wave of energy suddenly appeared with the power of distance repulsion, and directly flicked out the man's palm, and the speed did not give the man a chance to react at all.

Bump, click.

Without the slightest suspense, the man's arm was directly fractured.

"Senior brother. . . The woman leaning on the man's side hurriedly grabbed the man and quickly retreated, followed by the other three women. Stop at a distance of thirty meters.

"Senior Brother Zhongzheng!" the woman held the man's broken arm, and injected spiritual power into the opponent's arm, and the red, swollen and purple arm began to swell. These two people are Song Qiao and Sun Zhongzheng that Xiao Shaoze met in Wanzhou. Others were mortal disciples sent by Hehuan.

Another woman hurriedly took out the pill and put it into Sun Zhongzheng's mouth. After taking the pill, Sun Zhongzheng's broken arm was much better, but it still couldn't heal.

"How is this good, there is little spiritual power here, and it may not be easy to recover. Just when the woman was anxious, a great monk came from a distance stepping on auspicious clouds. It is the avatar master of the Great Buddha Holy Land.

"Oh, aren't these all the Taoist friends of the Hehuan Sect! ”

When everyone in Hehuan heard this, they turned their heads and saw that it was a metamorphosis, and they saluted the avatar with joy in their hearts: The master is polite, just now the senior brother was accidentally injured while exploring the fog of the ancient tomb, and I hope the master will make a move.

The avatar nodded slightly with a light smile, and came to Sun Zhongzheng's side, only to see him slightly hold up Sun Zhongzheng's broken arm, reciting scriptures in his mouth, countless scriptures and cultural golden Buddhist scriptures appeared out of thin air and submerged into Sun Zhongzheng's arm, as the transformation was completed, Sun Zhongzheng's arm emitted golden light, and the arm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and recovered as before in the blink of an eye.

Hua Shi nodded slightly and said, "Master Sun is okay."

Sun Zhongzheng stood firm, waved his arms, his face was happy, and he saluted the object: Thank you Master for coming to the rescue.

The avatar laughed and tried to speak, but was interrupted by someone else.

"The great monk is here again with fake mercy, how can the mere treatment technique make Brother Sun so rewarded, it just makes Brother Sun owe favors, and the fake benevolence and false righteousness make people sick. “

A group of five people, each with a unique hairstyle, blonde hair and blue eyes, does not look like a mainlander, but like an overseas island country.

Haotian faction, composed of overseas forces, Tiandao is their birthplace, specializing in light spells, among which the healing technique is not much worse than the Great Buddha Holy Land, and it is also the only sect in the fairy world that can compete with the healing technique of the Great Buddha Holy Land, which also belongs to the eight sects.

The master of the transformation was not annoyed when he heard this, but just folded his hands and said with a smile on his face: It turned out to be the mousse of the Haotian faction, the donor was serious, and the great monk had nothing to ask for, just relying on a little wisdom given by the Ten Thousand Buddhas to save the common people in the world.

Mu Sijin trembled, glanced at the transformation coldly, ignored the other party, and looked at Sun Zhongzheng and said: Brother Sun, what has he discovered.

Mousse's smile was sincere, but it made Sun Zhongzheng feel uncomfortable, and he bet that this guy was already watching from the sidelines when he reached out to check the fog. I couldn't get hurt and couldn't come out, and after the chemical body treated me, I came out and said cool words, it's really a foreign race, and I don't wait for the only dance.

"Hmph, no, I didn't get anything, but I hurt my arm in the confusion. Clenched his fists and said coldly: Farewell!

Turning to leave, the avatar followed with a faint smile, and actually wanted to be with the Hehuan faction, obviously wanting to form an alliance with the other party.

Sun Zhongzheng was naturally happy to have a healer with him, and after a conversation between the two sides, Sun Zhongzheng readily invited the chemical to join.

Mousse sneered: That old monk is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Brother Sun is going to suffer.

There was a young man next to Mousse, who looked very handsome, and if it weren't for his voice, he thought it was a woman, and I was afraid that the woman would be jealous when she saw it. This woman-like man whispered in Mousse's ear, Senior Brother is not afraid of them joining forces, I hate the Avatar, but I have to admit that the other party's healing spells are very clever. “

Mousse sneered, glanced at the junior brother of the same sect and said: Dixu, my junior brother, you are coming out for the first time, you don't know much about some people, don't worry, no one can understand the old monk better than me, he is not a good person.

"Really, I heard what my brother meant, it seems that the transformation is terrifying?" Above Mousse's head, a man of five big and three thick, covered in muscles, wearing a back armor, and a huge broad sword behind his back, was looking down at him coldly with his hands around his chest.

Seeing the visitor, Mousse snorted coldly, and his expression became a little ugly. "Cut, the ghost is not gone. ”

Both hands quickly activated the spell, and a beam of light went straight towards the opponent. "Tu Yong, you haunted fellow. ”

The mousse was shining, and the aurora shot towards Tu Yong. Tu Yong didn't dodge, the qi and blood around his body surged, and the spiritual power like blood blocked in front of him, and after the light was concentrated, he couldn't hurt Tu Yong in the slightest.

After the attack, Mousse was fast, and when he arrived in front of Tu Yong, he didn't know when there was an extra staff in his hand, and the staff emitted a strong light, and a little bit of energy came from all directions, condensing the top of the staff.

"Die"

The radiant staff smashed directly into Tu Yong.

Tu Yong raised his arm, and actually used his arm to block the opponent's attack, and at the same time, the wide sword behind his back came out of his body. The moment the wide sword came out of the body, the snow mist in the scabbard steamed, and a red blood sword carried countless mist, as if it was going to tear this heaven and earth, and cut directly at Mousse.

"Damn. Mousse cursed, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, and the light divine power poured into the staff, whoosh...

A beam of light shot from the staff towards the flying sword that was about to slash him, and at the same time, the staff glowed brightly, and Mousse quickly retreated, returning to his own team. Panting heavily, he looked at Tu Yong with palpitations. "You broke through?"

Tu Yong sneered: Only by breaking through can you become stronger, and the sense of crisis that you will lose your life at any time in the fight is the existence that you have become emphasized.