Now the blue-robed man is still smiling, looking at these Nanlinmen disciples who went to die, he doesn't have the slightest sense of indebtedness in his heart, let alone the slightest sadness!

These disciples are actually not disciples of Nanlinmen! but after hearing that two Yuan Infant Realm monks appeared in Nanlinmen, they rushed to join Nanlinmen within decades!

For these people, the blue-robed man had no sect affection for them, let alone regarded these people as his disciples! He was not the ancestor of these monks, at most he was just a cultivator of the Southern Regions......

Looking at these Nanlinmen disciples, dying one after another, what the blue-robed man saw in his eyes was that his army of monks was getting closer and closer to the Aoki Sect! According to this situation, at noon tomorrow, he would definitely advance to the Aoki Sect! At that time, it would be just around the corner to break through Aoki!

Although there was death, he didn't care! In just half an hour, more than 1,000 foundation-stage monks died, how could he care! The coldness in his heart was incomprehensible to ordinary people!

In the battle of the Southern Regions, the monks of the basic period did not have much effect at all! Only the monks of the Jindan period could be regarded as a pawn in the war! Only the monks of the Jindan period could be counted as having a role! And in the end, the battle of the Southern Regions must be a confrontation of the monks of the Yuan Infant Period!

The blue-robed man has absolute confidence in his cultivation, after all, there is no god in the battle of the Southern Regions, he is fearless!

Now, this blue-robed man concluded that there was a Yuan Infant Stage monk in the Aoki Sect, although he didn't know who it was, but this man was not timid! Among his own army of monks, there were twenty-seven Jindan Stage Great Manyuan monks, plus his own Yuan Infant Stage monk, he didn't believe that he couldn't break through the Aoki Sect!

Looking at the activation of the forbidden array in front of him, accompanied by the death of this disciple under his own sect!

"The cultivation of the Ghost Sect! Such a forbidden formation, there should be as many as millions! Even if there is a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, it is impossible to complete it with the strength of one person in a short period of time, it seems that there must be a ...... behind the Great Cultivator of the Transformation Stage."

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness appeared in the eyes of the blue-robed man! His right hand was raised, and a jade slip suddenly appeared in his hand, and his divine sense entered, leaving a divine sense, and after leaving a divine sense, this jade slip disappeared from his hand!

A few days later, the eastern land of the Tianxuan Continent belonged to the area of the Demon Cultivation Sea. On top of a blackened sea, there was a boulder. This boulder is located in the middle of the Black Sea, and there is a large tree on it, which is the only green color in the place!

Suddenly, on top of this boulder, a teleportation light appeared, and after a flash, a white-haired old man appeared on the boulder silently. It's as if this person is already here, but no one else can see it!

The old man had kind eyes and pointed ears, which was a little weird. There is no cultivation on his body, like an old and kind-eyed person in the mortal world!

The old man looked at the jade slip teleported in his hand, his eyes fell, and after sweeping it towards the jade slip, he immediately smiled slightly.

After a little silence, the old man closed his eyes again, and his body dimmed, as if he had merged into this space, and disappeared!

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Southern Linmen rushed into the land of the Aoki Sect at the risk of death, but they suffered heavy casualties, and there were constantly monks screaming, but there was still a steady stream of monks to supplement them!

Twenty-seven Jindan Stage Great Manyuan Monks stood in mid-air, casting a heavenly spell on a distorted area above the sky, and the colorful light continued to shine without stopping!

More than 100 people behind him, all of them started cultivating, integrated into the forbidden array of the rain, and used their own strength to help the rain fight and protect the Aoki Sect!

And at this moment, when Yu Yu looked at the ten huge golden wooden ships outside the Aoki Sect, his eyes became more and more incomprehensible!

Now the blue-robed man was standing at the head of the main ship, with his hands behind his back, smiling silently, he had never cared about the death of his disciples!

The blue-robed man had a calm look on his face, and his smile had been hanging on his face, and it had never changed!

An hour later, nearly three thousand disciples of the Southern Linmen had died, and only more than 600,000 forbidden formations arranged by the Aoki Sect were left in the direction of the Aoki Sect's Mountain Protection Array to resist it!

At the same time, the male cultivator, who had previously reported the death toll to the blue-robed man, reappeared on the main ship.

He held the jade slip in his hand, and after bowing respectfully, he spoke to the blue-robed man.

"Old Ancestor, the death toll has reached 4,000, all of them are Foundation Stage disciples, only seven Jindan Stage cultivators have died!The other hundred people have been injured......

The blue-robed man exhaled lightly, and after a flash of light in his eyes, although he was still smiling, he said in a solemn tone.

"The people in the Aoki Sect should not be underestimated! In the Southern Regions, there has never been a Yuan Infant Cultivator, and this person must be a cultivator from other regions!

If it's the cultivation of the Heavenly Mystery and can still take care of it! If it's the cultivation of the Outer Heavens, this matter will be difficult to handle......

The blue-robed man was very cautious in everything in his life! He knew the Aoki Sect in the Southern Regions even more thoroughly! Before he became a Yuan Infant Cultivator, he had a thorough understanding of the Aoki Sect, and he had never heard of any forces behind the Aoki Sect!

It is only known that among the three forces in the Aoki Sect, the son of the Demon Cultivator Island Lord has experienced it inside. This matter is very important, only he can know, as for some of the monks placed in the Aoki Sect by other forces, he knows a little bit! After all, the three forces still have never given up on the land of the Southern Regions, otherwise there would be no cultivation of other sects in their own sect and in the Southern Sect!

Thinking of this, this man sighed secretly in his heart! The three forces of the Ghost Sect, the Immortal Sect, and the Demon Cultivation Sea are really too poisonous to the Southern Regions!

On the ten huge golden wooden boats, the male cultivator standing behind the blue-robed man looked at his ancestor with a puzzled look on his face!

His head lowered slightly, guessing his ancestor's mind at this time!

After half a ring, a flattering look appeared on the male cultivator's face, his eyes lit up, and he spoke in a tone of confusion.

"Old Ancestor, when the disciple invaded several other sects, he got a precious thing, so he wanted to dedicate it to the old ancestor ......."

The blue-robed man stood on the bow of the boat, his expression returned to his original indifference, and excitement appeared on his face!

The blue-robed man turned around, smiled silently, looked at the black-hatted male cultivator for a moment, and after a flash of light in his eyes, he said solemnly.

"It's not like it used to be, it's something ordinary......"

When the black-hat male cultivator saw his ancestor like this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then slowly said with a smile on his face.

"Naturally not, ancestor, don't worry! This time it is definitely a treasure, and it will definitely not be an ordinary ......."

The blue-robed man nodded slightly, looking at the male cultivator in front of him with great interest.

He thought to himself, "If it's still ordinary this time, I'll make you pay!"

Seeing this, the black-hatted male cultivator didn't say anything more, and took out a gourd from his arms. This gourd seems ordinary, but in fact it is indeed ordinary! But in the eyes of this blue-robed man, it seems to have become the thing that attracts him the most.

Without waiting for the male cultivator holding the gourd in front of him to say anything, the blue-robed man stretched out his hand and snatched the gourd away......!

The blue-robed man grabbed the gourd with one hand, and with a stroke of his right hand in front of him, a jade cup appeared in his hand.

As soon as this jade cup appeared in the hands of the blue-robed man, there was a fragrance on it, and its fragrance was long-lasting, and the aroma of wine overflowed. It seems that it has been precipitated for many years in the years, and the smell left behind can no longer be erased!

The black-hatted male cultivator looked at the jade cup in the ancestor's hand and shuddered without shuddering! Others may not know, but he has followed the blue-robed man for many years and knows his affairs in great detail!

The jade cup in the hands of this ancestor has a great origin! This jade cup is not precious to the monk, nor does it have any effect. This jade cup cannot be used as a magic weapon, and it cannot be used as a magic weapon to fight with people! It cannot be used as an elixir to improve cultivation! The only use is to use it for drinking......

This jade cup is a mortal thing, it seems simple, but it is older than his own age, it is said that it has been used for more than a thousand years! The taste of wine in it is left by the wine immersion for thousands of years! It cannot be erased, and it has long been integrated into the wine glass!

Back then, this seemingly gentle and elegant ancestor only snatched this thing by killing a small sect in the realm of the Jindan period......

The blue-robed man carefully opened the gourd, and the aroma inside it was fragrant, like gushing out of wine. But then the blue-robed man, on his face, suddenly looked ugly!

"The aroma of this wine is short, scattered in a hurry, and lacks the persistence of normal wine aroma, so you can tell that it is not a good product at first glance!" Shaking his head, the blue-robed man said with some disappointment.

When the black-hatted male cultivator heard this, he didn't speak, but looked at the blue-robed man with a smile......

The blue-robed man glanced at this person with great interest, and said secretly in his heart, "If it is not a good product, Hugh blames the ancestor for being ruthless!"

In his life, this blue-robed man has no hobby but cultivating immortals, and he only has wine in his heart! If he encounters good wine, he will taste it! If not, he will be restless and mournful! This is his hobby, and it is also his obsession!

Just like a cultivator of immortals for the sake of immortality, he loves wine as if he cherished his life, and he can't extricate himself at all......

Therefore, he is the least tolerant of others destroying and burying the wine.

This male cultivator who offered wine to the blue-robed man had followed the blue-robed man for a hundred years. Every few years, he would offer a pot of fine wine to the blue-robed man! But as the blue-robed man's cultivation became higher and higher, he tasted more and more wine, and gradually, the wine offered by the male cultivator could not satisfy him!

The blue-robed man said no more and poured the wine from the gourd into his glass. The wine in the cup is pure and transparent like a mirror, he looks at the reflection in the cup, his heart is bitter, and he can't help but sigh "In the world, there is no wine to win my heart..."