Fenghua smiled and scolded that Jin Jiuyou was a crow's mouth, but he said coldly, and his wish came true. Fenghua and this black and white two elders are really the same, and even this Wind Valley has one more Taiji Yellow Pin master in the ranks of a total of twenty-two Taiji Realms.

Twenty-two Tai Chi Realm, he really underestimated the allure of the Tomb of the Wind.

The two old men who came from afar were brothers, who looked to be in their seventies, and they were casually draped in long withered hair, and their black and white robes were their most obvious symbols.

Perceiving the aura of these two people is consistent with what Fu Yan'er said, each of them is the strength of the middle stage of Tai Chi Xuanpin, but when the two of them stepped into the air, their bodies exuded a momentum that was far stronger and more mellow than that of the middle stage of Tai Chi Xuanpin.

This momentum seems to have no power, but it makes people dare not provoke immediately.

Leng Dao understood that this momentum was the tacit understanding that these two old guys had cultivated together for a lifetime. Just like the two brothers Zifan and Zigu that he met in the Blue Blood Dynasty, the two of them can only exert their own strength when they fight separately, but it is not vain if they join forces to challenge the next level.

"If those two guys can reach the strength and tacit understanding of the two elders of black and white, I'm afraid that the dynasty domain will be unified. Thinking of the two brothers, Leng Dao shook his head and smiled.

Of course, with his relationship, Leng Dao was not afraid that Ziyueguan and those two godsons would do something to his Leng family.

"It turned out to be a black and white Taoist friend, and the old man was the head of the Xuanfeng Dynasty. ”

Locked by the breath of the two elders in black and white, Fenghua secretly scolded these two guys for acting domineering, but their looks and momentum were not inferior.

If it weren't for these two guys walking together, it wouldn't be difficult for him to seriously injure or even wipe out one of them, but even he couldn't do anything about the two of them.

"It turned out to be a friend of Fenghua Daoyou. The black-robed old man in the black and white two elders raised his eyelids and swept them on Fenghua, and snorted indifferently after narrowing his eyes slightly. However, the white-robed old man who had good kung fu on the surface gently bowed his hand to Fenghua.

"I think these are the principals of several other second-rate dynasties in the surrounding area, it seems that the strength of this dynasty has always been underestimated!"

His eyes swept back and forth on Jin Jiuyou and the others, and the white-robed old man frowned, but he didn't have much sarcasm in his words.

Although the two brothers can join forces to fight with the master who has just entered the Taiji Grade, they are limited to one battle, and whether they fight or not fight is two words.

When they came forward just now, in addition to perceiving the four of them, the two white-robed old men in the northwest and the two purple-robed old men in the northeast also gave him a lot of confusion, at least the two of them couldn't treat these four old guys as ordinary Tai Chi yellow products.

originally thought that coming to this place where birds don't lay eggs would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, but if they really take it lightly, the joint hands of these people in front of them are enough for them to retreat.

"Black and white Daoist friends are polite, it will take a few hours for the Tomb of the Wind to open now, you might as well take a break, and it won't hurt for me to wait and find out after the Tomb of the Wind appears. ”

He made an invitation to the black and white two elders in the air, and after Fenghua spoke, he waved his hand to Feng Mo and the others beside him, signaling them to sit down first.

"It's okay, I've heard the name of the Tomb of the Wind when I walked around before, and the treasures of the rivers and lakes have to come and take a look if they have such an opportunity. ”

The white-robed old man shrugged and smiled, and after that, the two old guys even sat down in the same posture. Seeing all this in his eyes, Fenghua glanced at each other with Jin Jiuyou and Yi Xinsoul and others, with inexplicable expressions.

In the source domain, the dynasty is the smallest realm, and it is said that the tomb of the wind appeared in the Xuanfeng Dynasty, and it was the Wind Valley Sect that swallowed this treasure tomb and was also cleaning it up. However, the surrounding areas are eyeing each other, Fenghua is flesh pain, and he also knows the truth of the long flow of water, if it weren't for this, his Wind Valley and Xuanfeng Dynasty would have been under the iron horses of the surrounding dynasties.

But if the people who come here today are all good players in this dynasty, he can accept it, even if there are really some hard-working guys from distant dynasties, as long as the strength is not too excessive, they can accept it.

Let's make up the number of people, one more is not too much, and one less is not too much.

But the one who came was a terrible master like the black and white two elders, who didn't even have a five-point chance of winning, the treasures in the Tomb of the Wind were limited after all, and these two old guys were like gluttonous masters, and after sweeping down, they probably wouldn't be able to leave much good things.

"If you're coming from the southeast, you can ask if you can know the news of the Three Thousand Rain Martial Arts. Rubbing his chin, he stared coldly at the figure of the black and white second elder and thought to himself after a moment.

However, the sky was getting darker and darker, and after looking at the distance and no one coming, after suppressing the thought of asking about the Three Thousand Rain Martial Arts, Leng Dao also thought about the questions that the people present had been thinking about for a long time.

In addition to Fu Yan'er, there are now twenty-one Tai Chi Realm masters in this ghost place. He said coldly, even if he traveled through the rivers and lakes, after all, he waited for a month in Golden Wind City, and then he could only make some treasures in this Wind Tomb by cultivating outside the city for a month. If they are all divided by these guys, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for him to only take a sip of the northwest wind?

But if you really want to talk about how to cross the vertical and horizontal method, the knowledge in it still needs to be thought about urgently.

Thinking like this, the frequency of the young man's fingers rubbing his chin became faster and faster, and those dark eyes looked back and forth on the twenty-one Tai Chi Realm masters.

The day is getting westerly, only a few hundred breaths have passed, and there is already half a remnant sun left at the end of the desert where the wind and sand are quiet, but after thinking about it for a long time, in the end, there are only two objects that can be roughly recognized by the cold channel.

The first party is the Valley of the Winds.

At present, he and Hulun Wanyan are secretly rivals, and as long as the truth is revealed, it will be a never-ending situation.

During this period of time, although the Xuanfeng royal family wanted him under Fenghua's instructions, his strength was not as good as when the Tianyue royal family tracked him down in the dynasty. Moreover, these days, he has also heard and seen the happy talk of the people of the Xuanfeng Dynasty after the death of Hulun Lang, and it is obvious that the Xuanfeng Dynasty is not interested in the guys of the Hulun Dynasty from top to bottom.

But after all, Nahulun is a master of Tai Chi and earth, and with the courage of the current style, I am afraid that he will not dare to make a decision in front of everyone.

The second party is the black and white elders.

These two people came from this dynasty domain, and from the bottom of their hearts, they were not treated well by the martial arts masters here, and he Leng Dao was also wandering in various dynasties, and there was no difference in background.

The two elders of black and white seem to be domineering, but at this time, their calm and stable posture is contrary to the domineering momentum that appeared before, and they are obviously afraid that the masters here will fight against them with the same hatred.

If he can take the initiative to seek an opportunity, it is not impossible.

If he really wants to speak in the ears of these two parties, he always has to come up with the capital that they can face squarely, but his strength on the surface is only the peak of Liangyi Huangpin, and in the eyes of these two parties, I am afraid it is not enough to stuff his teeth.

"My little ancestor, it's really hard to do now. ”

Kneeling in the yellow sand in the air, Leng Dao slowly took out the pastry box in his sleeve after a low wry smile, and saw the ruler-long white fox poke out his head and took out a piece of pastry and handed it to Fu Yan'er's snowy front paws.

Seeing that the cute little guy was eating happily, the young man who had been numb since he came here at noon couldn't help but smile indulgently.

Whether it was Fu Yan'er, who had transformed into a human form, or the ruler-long white fox who had sat down and become a snow ball, as long as he stayed by his side, he couldn't see enough.

"If you are separated from my son that day, no one will buy osmanthus cake for your little gluttonous mouth in the future. Seeing the little white fox quickly nibble on a piece of pastry, Leng Dao flicked it on the little white fox's head and handed it over again.

In his arms, the little white fox raised his head and glanced at the young man, but when he woke up and looked around at the martial arts master of this desert, Fu Yan'er's cute eyes stared at the two purple-and-black robed old men in the northeast direction in an instant.

"My son doesn't rob you again, why are you eating so fast?"

Seeing Fu Yan'er gobbling up the second piece, Leng Dao shook his head and smiled, his expression becoming more and more pampered.

"I'm afraid something has changed today?"

When the young man took out the third piece of pastry, the little white fox who took the pastry but did not move his mouth touched the young man's heart with one of his front paws through his robe, and then Fu Yan'er's voice echoed strangely in his mind.

"Miss Fu can actually make a sound?" Seeing Fu Yan'er speaking to herself in this way, Leng Dao looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he was busy and exclaimed.

"I couldn't before, but after entering the ground product, the bloodline power was partially activated. By the way, you bastard don't have to speak, you can hear whatever you think in your heart. ”

The next moment, Fu Yan'er's extremely strange voice sounded again.

"Oh~ But who are you referring to by the change?Black and White Elder?" raised his head and swept over the black and white old man who was resting with his eyes closed, and Leng Dao's brows furrowed.

"Those two old guys don't have much power. Fu Yan'er snorted softly.

"Pay attention to those two old guys in the northeast, as expected, they should be the Demon Dao..."

"Little thing, you have a little white fox in your arms?"

When the last trace of the remnant sun was blown away by the wind and sand, Fu Yan'er's voice that opened his mouth while eating pastries had not yet fallen, and Hulun Wanyan, who was two kilometers away from the cold road, suddenly exploded into the desert.

The violent murderous voice fell, and I saw that the old guy's body was full of Jin Wuyuan's crazy ripples, and the people around him were shocked in the desert by Hulun Wanyan's sudden Tai Chi Xuanpin breath before they could react.

This voice was drunk, and Fenghua, who was waiting for the tomb of the wind to appear, and the two elders of black and white were also stunned, and this old guy was the wrong one?

"Uh, how did this guy find out?"

Looking at the old guy who was rippling with the golden martial arts around his body and shining in the center of the Xuanfeng Desert, his cold expression froze.

This old ghost's killing intent Ling Tian's aura had locked on him, obviously not to buy the little white fox, the only explanation was that he found out that he was the murderer who wiped out Hu Lunlang.

"Hulun Wanyan, many masters of the rivers and lakes are waiting here, shouting for a little white fox, I'm afraid you will lose your style of Tai Chi master!"

When Hulun Wanyan walked towards the young man who had a snow-white fox popping out of his arms, Tsing Yi Fenghua naturally sensed the cold passage.

What's the matter? This old guy with his nose buried in the dirt still has a crush on a little white fox?

Although this little white fox is so cute that it is unbelievable.

"Tsk, the old man has made a lot of inquiries these days, but it's not just looking for the murderer who assassinated my Sun Tang. If the old man is not mistaken, there seems to have been a little white fox in Golden Wind City half a month ago. ”

At this time, Hulun, who was 100 meters in one step, appeared 100 meters away from the cold road in a few breaths. Behind Hulun Wanyan, Wu Yuan condensed the golden sun, and the piercing sound of sharp gold rubbing echoed......