Beihe's soul search lasted for dozens of breaths, and finally he let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes. He snapped at the storage bag around the young man's waist, and then loosened his fingers.

The white-robed young man in his hand suddenly softened and fell towards the sea below. The man's eyes had long since lost their sparkle, and they had become hollow and dull, even full of horror. Under the sweep of the waves, it was swallowed into the sea.

And for such a long time, the other white-robed cultivators were all cleaned up by the people of the Injustice Mountain, and even the two Yuan Stage cultivators were also killed under the joint pursuit of several people.

Bei He's face swept towards the flying boat magic weapon without waves, and returned to the deck. Like him, there are others.

In order to enter the palace of the Martial King and obtain the memory of the ancient martial monks, he had already practiced the soul searching technique.

Under this technique, the fate of anyone who is searched for souls will be extremely miserable. Just like the white-robed young man before, his soul was scattered and he couldn't blink an eye.

Of course, if Bei He's attainments in the art of soul searching are extremely high, then not only can the memory of the soul searcher be searched in the slightest, but the other party will not die, or even become an idiot, but the power of the soul will be violently consumed.

It's just that his attainments in soul searching are not high, so the fate of the white-robed young man can be imagined.

After some soul searching, he grabbed part of the young man's memory, so as to know some basic information about the battle between the two sides. And this is also the reason why he decisively chose to make a move before, just to have an understanding of the war.

From the memories of the white-robed young man, he learned that these people were from a force called Yuequanmen in the Longdong Cultivation Domain.

And those who invaded the West Island Cultivation Domain like them also had the three forces of Sanyun Hall, Huangling Palace, and Seven Kings Sect in Longdong Cultivation Domain.

The overall strength of the Yuequan Sect is much stronger than that of the Injustice Mountain, and there are more than 6,000 people in the sect. Thinking about the Sanyun Hall, the Imperial Spirit Palace, and the Seven Kings Sect, the overall strength should be almost the same.

It is these four forces in the Longdong Cultivation Domain that can threaten all the sects in the West Island Cultivation Domain. It can be seen from this that the Longdong Cultivation Domain is worthy of being many times larger than the West Island Cultivation Domain.

Moreover, in the Longdong cultivation domain, these four sects are not the strongest, they can only be regarded as middle and upper. Thinking about the power of a sect like Yuequanmen, not to mention everywhere, it is almost the same.

These four major sects, only because they are on the coastline and closest to the Western Regions of the West Island, will covet the cultivation resources on the West Island cultivation domain all year round.

Beihe was extremely speechless, just four cultivation sects could force the entire West Island Cultivation Domain to fight a protracted war, if more forces on the Longdong Cultivation Domain coveted the West Island Cultivation Domain, I am afraid that the West Island and the Western Regions would not last for a year, and they would be trampled to the ground.

It can be said that on the cultivation continent where he is located, the West Island Cultivation Domain is located in a corner, and it is a small place with a narrow corner. Even the West Island Cultivation Domain is not worthy of the word "Cultivation Domain" at all, maybe these two words are still self-styled. Beihe thought so in his heart.

Previously, Feng Tianqu and the others encountered this group of monks from the Moon Spring Gate when they were patrolling the sea area, and there was an encounter.

There was only one Yuan Stage monk on the side of Bugong Mountain, and there were two on the other side, and the number of Qi Condensation Stage monks was also large, so he sent a distress signal when he was defeated.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiuniang and dozens of Beihe and other monks of the Huayuan period led by Li Guyun happened to pass by, otherwise I am afraid that Feng Tianqu and the others would be in danger this time.

After Beihe returned to the flying boat magic weapon, Feng Tianqu was facing Zhang Jiuniang and Li Guyun, reporting the situation of the battle.

The extremely condensing period monk was pranayama in a corner of the Flying Boat Magic Weapon, and everyone's faces were full of fear for the rest of their lives.

Listening to Feng Tianqu's report, the two monks of the Yudan Stage nodded from time to time to show a look of understanding.

Eventually, the flying boat swept into the distance with a swish, disappearing into the sky above the sea.

Beihe retracted his gaze, he picked up the storage bag in his hand, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

In this battle in the sea area, if anyone kills the monks of the Longdong Cultivation Domain, then the other party's storage bag belongs to him, and he does not need to hand it in. This is also the decision of the major sects in order to improve the morale of the monks.

Beihe mana was agitated and poured into the storage bag, and the item was easily opened. It's just the contents of the storage bag, but nothing can get into his eyes.

At present, he is so rich in wealth, and there are a lot of treasures on his body, so the belongings of a mere condensation stage monk naturally make him not interested.

But he still sorted out the things in the storage bag, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and these small things may come in handy one day in the future.

And when Beihe and the others reappeared, they were already over an oval island with a radius of more than ten miles.

This small island is where the sect of the Wanhua Sect is located.

As far as the eye can see, the whole island is full of colorful flowers, small bridges and flowing water, butterflies and deer, and it is a beautiful scene.

The attics or halls are located in different locations on the island, some are tall and majestic, some are unpretentious, and many monks are still in and out of them, looking lively and extraordinary.

It's just a layer of enchantment like a substance, covering the entire island where the Wanhua Sect is located.

Now is an extraordinary period of war between the two sides, and the Wanhua Sect has opened the sect's Sect Protector Array, always guarding against the surprise attack of people from the Longdong Cultivation Domain.

When Beihe and the others' flying boat magic weapon arrived, a young woman who looked to be in her thirties and was wearing a long white dress shot out below. The woman held a token in her hand, opened a circular entrance and exit of the enchantment, swept out of it, and came to the front of Zhang Jiuniang and Li Guyun.

I only heard the young woman smile and said: "It turned out to be Zhang Daoyou and Li Daoyou from the Ungong Mountain." ”

"Zou Daoyou is really polite...... "But listen to Li Guyun speak."

Then the two sides said a few polite words in mid-air, and finally the young woman surnamed Zou swept down again, and used the token in her hand to open the barrier to an entrance and exit for the passage of the flying boat magic weapon. After passing through the barrier, the flying boat magic weapon appeared in the sky above the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect.

Beihe turned around and saw that the circular entrance and exit of the barrier were slowly healing, and finally became intact. In this regard, he nodded, the Great Sect Protector Array of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect was still extremely clever.

When the flying boat magic weapon descended to the ground ten zhang high, everyone's figures rose from the deck, and as Zhang Jiuniang's fingers pinched, the flying boat magic weapon gradually shrank, and was included in her cuffs.

Under the arrangement of the young woman surnamed Zou, two female cultivators of the Wanhua Sect who looked quite young came over, and the second daughter wanted to lead Beihe and the others down to rest. And Zhang Jiuniang and Li Guyun went somewhere with the young woman surnamed Zou. It seems that he should meet with the Yuan Infant Monk and accept the assignment.

Beihe and the others were taken to a three-story attic, and the two nuns arranged a spare room for each of them.

Although everyone sat on the deck of the flying boat magic weapon along the way, and did not consume any mana, but after more than 20 consecutive days of travel, they were quite tired mentally, and they really needed to take a good rest.

After stepping into the room, all the monks of the Huayuan period, including Beihe, collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

This night, Beihe slept quite soundly, after all, this place was on the island of the Wanhua Sect, and the Great Array of Protectors had been opened, even if the Yuan Infant Stage Monk killed, he would not be able to break through the barrier defense in a short time.

It wasn't until the morning of the second day that Beihe woke up. He rubbed his temples and let out a long breath. After meditating and pranayama to adjust his state to the best, he got up and pushed open the door and left the attic in front of him.

At this time, he walked on the path among the flowers with his hands behind his back, smelling the fragrance in the air, looking at the pleasant scenery of the Wanhua Sect, he felt quite relaxed, and even he almost forgot that it was the moment of the battle between the West Island Cultivation Domain and the Longdong Cultivation Domain.

It was the first time he had come to Wanhua Sect, and he and Leng Wanwan had been separated for more than ten years, since he had arrived in Wanhua Sect this time, he naturally wanted to see this woman. I don't know what happened to the other party after more than ten years.

As he walked all the way forward, Beihe saw a girl dressed in the costume of the Wanhua Sect, walking towards him.

And looking at this woman's cultivation, she only has the appearance of the sixfold condensation period.

After seeing this woman, Beihe stopped her with a slight smile.

"This little friend. ”

Hearing this, the girl of the Wanhua Sect paused and looked at Beihe Road: "What do the seniors order?" ”

"Dare to ask your sect's Leng Wanwan Leng Daoist, where do you live. ”

In the bright eyes of the girl of the Wanhua Sect, a trace of imperceptible color flashed. In her opinion, Bei He should also be one of the people who covets Elder Leng's beauty.

But Beihe was a cultivator in the Huayuan period, so she naturally didn't dare to slack off, so she heard her speak: "Elder Leng lives in the Liuli Pavilion, but now the juniors don't know if he is not in the pavilion. ”

Beihe nodded, and then asked the other party where the Liuli Pavilion was located, and then continued to walk forward.

Along the way, he met a lot of people, most of them were monks from the Wanhua Sect, but there were also monks from other sects, such as the people he saw wearing the costumes of the Heavenly Corpse Sect here.

He was not surprised by this, because the Wanhua Sect was the base camp of the major forces in the West Island Cultivation Domain, and the people of the major forces had gathered here.

Just as Beihe was walking all the way forward and passing a small bridge, he suddenly sensed something, and his face changed.

In the corpse coffin on his body, the unscrupulous iron-armored corpse began to stir in the coffin, exuding an uneasy emotion.

It was as if something was struggling inside him.

Beihe was extremely frightened, Wuliang was a closed disciple of the sect master of the Wanhua Sect before his death, and now he happened to be in the Wanhua Sect, could it be that there was any unknown secret in it.

Although his heart was shaken, Bei He's heart was still moved, and he appeased the refining corpse that was related to him by blood.

Immediately, I saw the restless unscrupulousness, finally calmed down, and then lay quietly in the coffin of the corpse.

Almost just when Beihe's hanging heart finally let go, but when he heard the sound of "hum", a powerful divine sense suddenly rolled in, enveloping the entire island where the Wanhua Sect was located.

Bei He looked up with a sense of feeling, and saw a small figure standing in the air above him.

It was a girl dressed in a red coat with a pigtail on her head, and she looked extremely handsome.

It's just that from this girl's body, a terrifying coercion of the Yuan Infant Stage erupted, and the astonishing divine consciousness that enveloped the entire Wanhua Sect also diffused from the other party.

From the girl's eyes, there was a touch of fierceness that was extremely inconsistent with her appearance at this moment, and her eyes glanced around.

This girl is none other than the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect, a powerful Yuan Infant Cultivator.

After this Ten Thousand Flowers Sect Sect Master suddenly appeared, everyone on the entire island, whether it was the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect or the monks of other sect forces, showed extremely surprised expressions. At this moment, looking at the girl in the air, she didn't dare to make a move.

Beihe, who was among the crowd, was even more heartbeating, and looked at the small figure above his head in horror.

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Chapter 285: Corpse Refining Restlessness