Fan Chengxiang is not good, this dead girl is really getting worse and worse!

Why are you always staring at ......

He burst into tears in his heart, why is the little junior sister getting more and more obscene!

Before he could recover from his grief, Su Zijing sat down obediently and told him seriously: "I'm going to retreat and tie the pill." ”

Fan Chengxiang was stunned for a moment, and became serious, "Why don't you retreat in the sect, in this wilderness, no one will protect you from the Fa, it's very dangerous." ”

"It's safer here than the sect. "Ethereal Peak, with that dead old man, is the most dangerous place! There is only Fan Chengxiang here......

Su Zijing turned his head and looked at Fan Chengxiang, he should be credible!

When she returned from the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, Su Zijing had the feeling that she was about to break through, but there was a person in the Ethereal Peak staring at her, and that kind of look couldn't tell what it was, but it made her feel nauseous, uncomfortable, and her scalp was numb.

Su Zijing could only suppress his cultivation, and as soon as Fan Chengxiang recovered, he couldn't wait to pull him out.

It may have been that she had reached a critical point, and she suddenly remembered something she had forgotten, and this waterhole was deeply imprinted in her mind.

She won't tell anyone about it!

Suddenly remembering some not-so-good memories, a wave of anger flashed in Su Zijing's eyes

After listening to her words, Fan Chengxiang thought that he knew her life experience, and actually nodded and said, "Also, for you, this place is indeed much safer than the sect!"

"Don't worry, go and cultivate, senior brother is here to protect the Fa for you!" Fan Chengxiang touched Su Zijing's hair and said solemnly.

Su Zijing glanced at him calmly and smiled sweetly.

......

The Dragon Soul Secret Realm is at the foot of the Dragon Soul Mountain, which used to be just a barren grassland, but since the Dragon Soul Secret Realm was discovered, the major sects began to cultivate their foothold at the foot of the Dragon Soul Mountain.

The protruding places of the ground are shoveled away, the hollows are filled in, and then covered with dense gilded stones, and a large square is built with a width of 100 zhang, which looks very luxurious when it shines with gold in the sun.

The spaceship of the Yuanxian Gate was at the Dragon Soul Secret Realm that he arrived at two days ago.

This time it was Jiuye Zhenren who led the team, and he lazily sat on the high platform built by the disciples of the sect, quietly waiting for the secret realm to open.

The disciples of the Yuanxian Sect sat or stood, surrounding behind the Jiuye Zhenren.

The rest of the major sects were all grouped together in groups, one by one.

The main parties have long heard of this Jiuye real person who rejects people thousands of miles away, so they never wander around in front of him unless it is necessary.

Suddenly, the aura around the secret realm surged, startling everyone to stand up and look nervously at the entrance of the secret realm.

The aura only surged for a while, and it was only two breaths in total, and then slowly fell silent.

Everyone stared at it for a while, and when they saw that there was no movement in the secret realm, they sat back down.

Before the buttocks could sit firmly, the aura around the secret realm was surging violently again.

"It's coming!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone stood up one after another, staring closely at the entrance of the secret realm.

The aura surges when it is strong and sometimes weak, making their hearts like swings, up and down, but everyone does not look away, just waiting for the secret realm to open, they quickly rush up and become the first person to enter the secret realm.

Cultivating immortals is time and opportunity, many talented and intelligent monks only take advantage of the innate benefits, if the opportunity is not good, no matter how outstanding the talent is, it is useless.

After a while, the spiritual power surged more and more intensely, forming a palm-sized aura vortex, and the aura vortex slowly grew larger, expanding to the size of a basin.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, and the Yuanying Zhenren of all major sects stood up excitedly, and the disciples were ready to move.

Only the people of Yuanxian Sect are the calmest, Jiuye Zhenren is still lazily leaning on the chair, the fingers of his right hand are gently tapping on the armrest of the chair, and his left hand is supporting his forehead, and he is closing his eyes to recuperate.

Bai Chun, Liu Anqing, Mo Xiaoqi and other true disciples gathered around Jiuye Zhenren, looking at the front with a solemn expression.

As the leader of the immortal cultivation world, Yuanxianmen is more stable than other sects, not only Jiuye Zhenren is stable, even the disciples are standing behind in a proper manner, no matter how big the entrance of the secret realm is, the disciples of Yuanxianmen will be excited at most, without Jiuye Zhenren's words, they have never moved their steps.

None of the elders sent by the other major sects had a higher cultivation level than Jiuye Zhenren, and the number of Jindan disciples was not as large as that of the Yuan Immortal Sect.

Looking at other people's side, and then looking at their own side, those elders felt very uncomfortable.

Yi Qianmen's Lingpu Zhenren's face was particularly ugly, the other sects were fine, and the disciple leaned forward a few steps in excitement, but he was still behind Yuanying Zhenren.

Only he was here, a swaggering man swaggered to a place ten meters in front of him, standing at the front, and his mouth was still nagging: "Why is the secret realm still not open!"

Lingpu Zhenren was looked at by the people of other sects, and suddenly felt that he had lost face, his face turned cold, and he scolded: "What does it look like! Give me back! Don't you see that everyone else is waiting?"

"Call me?" the man asked, turning his head and pointing to his nose.

Seeing his attitude so contemptuous, Lingpu Zhenren's face turned red, since he got married, no one dared to treat him like this!

Now, a descendant of the head of the family, relying on the Ice Alien Spirit Root, dared to do this to him while he was still in the Jindan Period! And in front of so many people, he lost his prestige and face!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Lingpu Zhenren roared in a deep voice: "Get back!"

With the coercion of the Yuan Infant Stage in his voice, the man's face turned pale, his body shook, and he almost didn't fall.

Lingpu Zhenren withdrew the coercion and snorted coldly, and after a while, the man's face turned even paler, and he reluctantly walked back.

Everyone knew at a glance what the two had communicated with the sound transmission just now.

"Lingpu, the junior is disobedient, just teach a lesson, don't make yourself angry. Beiping Zhenren joked with a smile.

It's okay if he doesn't speak, but as soon as he speaks, the anger that Lingpu Zhenren finally suppressed came out again, he stiffened his face, and replied with a smile: "Let Beiping Daoyou laugh." ”

"How dare you. He said it so bluntly that it was difficult for Beiping Zhenren to speak and ridicule again, and after saying two words, he turned his head and instructed his disciples to check what he had brought again.

As they spoke, the aura vortex had expanded to a meter wide, and the crowd became more and more impetuous.

Jiuye Zhenren no longer closed his eyes, and sat on the chair, always ready to let the disciples move.

Suddenly, just when the various factions were about to leave, the aura vortex was scattered by something, and the vortex was slowly shrinking, and finally disappeared directly, and the aura fluctuations returned to normal.

The faces of the people of all factions were ugly, and they held back their for a long time, and finally only released a fart, and no one could be happy.

"What! It's funny!" complained the female disciple of some sect.

Everyone was a monk and had excellent ears, and her words were quickly echoed, and the crowd began to chatter.