Yuan Xue has never seen the sea in her life.

Not long after she remembered, she practiced in the Snow Peak Sword Sect, and then traveled down the mountain with Si Xiang, and saw a lot of scenery, but never saw the real sea, and finally saw the scenery in her heart at this moment, even if she knew what the sea and the mountain peaks represented in the ice and snow holy area, she still couldn't suppress the surprise in her heart.

Whether living in the human world or the demon realm, people have a clear consensus: this entire continent is surrounded by oceans, and this boundless ocean that embraces the entire continent is the endless blue ocean.

No one knows if the endless blue ocean is really boundless, but the warriors who dare to drive their ships into the distance, except for those who were lucky enough to return after giving up, are basically lost forever, including the huge fleet that a certain ambitious man and king has spent years amassing. Over time, both the human world and the demon realm have acquiesced to the vastness of the endless blue sea, and in some seaside areas, there is also a tradition of sacrificing to the god of the sea.

In this vast sea full of mysteries, I don't know how many secrets are waiting for people to explore. However, there is a rumor that has been spread by both the human world and the demon realm.

Ling Xiao Peak is located in the north of the dividing line that divides the east and west sides of the continent, backed by the endless blue sea.

If the owner of Ling Xiaofeng was Xun Rizhao, and the Holy Pavilion was still the same as before, most of the people would choose to believe it, but now that Xun Rizhao has ascended to the sky, and the few people who understand the situation have already known about his death, the Holy Pavilion has also degenerated into the current ghost, so this rumor has been refuted on a large scale in the human world demon domain, and few people are willing to continue to believe it.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator was backed by the Shoreless Sword Peak and the Momei Villa, and he was extremely concerned about the situation of the Holy Pavilion, coupled with a lot of information revealed by Su Yi and Wanjuan Zang, he knew even more secrets of the Holy Pavilion than most of the people in the Holy Pavilion.

When Xun Rizhao chose the site that year, he deliberately chose this location, and together with the original companion door of the Holy Pavilion, he moved the two heavenly vein springs of yin and yang to the top of Lingxiao Peak with the ability to reach the sky, without damaging its yin and yang intersecting Tai in the slightest, and the location of the heavenly vein spring must be the center of this continent.

So Ling Xiao Feng is located in the center of the continent.

And the endless blue ocean is also an inseparable part of this continent, and perhaps it is precisely because of Ling Xiaofeng's presence that it maintains a clear state from the mainland.

His inference came from the records of Sima Wuhua in the Ten Thousand Volumes, and also from the several notes in the stargazing map obtained from Mo Yuan, after all, it seems that when the Holy Pavilion was first established, the five scattered immortals in the ancient era came to visit the door and help.

Their Shoreless Sword Peak's ancestor Sword Immortal Shang Qingtian was among them, and the ancestor of Momei Villa, Wen Xingyao, was also among them, and the Sword Demon was also there at that time.

It's a pity that by now, the Holy Pavilion has fallen into the hands of people with bad intentions, and even if there is no Dongfang Xin, Sima Wuhua is estimated not to be able to coexist in real harmony with Wu'an Sword Peak and Momei Villa, the kind of harmonious relationship in ancient times has become a thing of the past forever.

Bei Ming Xiu shook his head slightly, the things of the ancient times have long been history forever, and what they want to do now is also to create history.

Completely defeat Dongfang Xin, and return this holy area to a blue sky - of course, the latter sentence has obvious beautification elements.

Yao Chong and Gao Yangsong are for the righteousness of the world, he is different, from beginning to end, what he thinks about has always been personal grudges.

Since Dongfang Xin has been at ease for so long, what he should pay is that he wants to take it back from Dongfang Xin with interest.

The gaze of the Northern Meditation Cultivator fell on the tent stretched in front of Ling Xiao Peak, the closer it was to the Holy Pavilion, the colder the climate became, as long as the cultivators below the seventh order did not have the exercises to adapt to the cold, they had to wrap themselves in Zongzi, otherwise they were likely to be directly frozen to death, and some cultivators who practiced fire attribute exercises were even unable to exert their spiritual power at all by this ice and snow, and had to take a back seat, and now there are only more than a thousand people gathered here.

However, the tents of more than a thousand cultivators filled Ling Xiaofeng's gaze, and it was also an excellent scene. And the appearance of this beautiful scenery should be attributed to the incomparably stable supply line of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

With the efforts of tens of thousands of people in various ways, the members at the forefront can have good logistics, coupled with the current incomparably strong fighting spirit and morale, the combat effectiveness of the Heavenly Dao Alliance should have reached its peak at this moment.

If it weren't for Dongfang Xin, such a Heavenly Dao Alliance would be enough to crush all the resistance of the Holy Pavilion.

"Little junior brother, you're a little slower, but it's just right. ”

Gao Yangsong's hearty laughter came from the wind and snow, and his voice was full of energy, apparently after lying on the stretcher for two days, his spirit had almost completely recovered. He came to the front of the Northern Darkness Cultivation and waved his hand in the direction of the Holy Pavilion, and said, "It's just right, feel our call!"

Gao Yang Song said loudly: "Warriors, let these guys in the Holy Pavilion feel the power of the human world!"

With Gao Yangsong's deafening shout, countless cordial and friendly greetings spread out from the front of the camp in all directions. Although the cultivators in charge of shouting are not necessarily strong, most of them have been working from the end of the day, and they have a wealth of experience in greeting others' relatives and ancestors, and at this moment, countless words poured out like sharp arrows, which was enough to make anyone on Ling Xiao Peak who heard these words feel absolute anger in their hearts, and then their mood turned into a pot of porridge. Fun read

And in some areas, scolding with obvious local tribal accents also came out, one by one the voices were extremely loud, it was the cultivators who had arrived in the Demon Domain, unlike the human world who scolded people without spitting out dirty words, and digging ancestral graves without tools, the Demon Domain carried out direct personal attacks, vulgar but simple and easy to understand, and fools could also hear the meaning. Two completely different ways of scolding echo each other, adding a bit of power.

Seeing this scene, the group of Northern Meditation cultivators couldn't help laughing, even Dongfang Xi, who was in the most complicated mood, couldn't help laughing.

As a person who has entered the world, he has seen a lot of scenery in the demon realm of the human world, and he has also seen many cultivators scolding at the gates of other sects, but it is the first time he has heard such a scolding, but what he was frantically greeted was the holy pavilion that he had always wanted to protect, and he still couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart.

Gao Yangsong glanced at Dongfang Xi, and asked Bei Mingxiu with his eyes, Bei Mingxiu smiled and shook his head, signaling that there was nothing to do, and then said: "Take the initiative to call the formation, will it be a little reluctant?"

Gao Yangsong said with a smile: "Of course not, Dongfang Xin's family has mastered the Spring of Heavenly Veins, and before the strength is fully assembled, it is not a good thing to take the initiative to step into the range of Lingxiao Peak." ”

He flipped his wrist, pointed to the direction of the back mountain of Ling Xiao Peak, and said with a smile: "We keep scolding, they refuse to come out and suffer physical torture, so they have to continue to accept mental torture, at least now, a few guys can't hold it anymore." ”

Bei Ming Xiu looked at the mountain behind the Holy Pavilion, his eyes were slightly cold.

There, there were three figures, staring indifferently at everything outside.

The first person had empty sleeves, and he had already lost an arm, but from such a distance, he could already feel a strong sense of oppression, and the same was true for the two people next to him.

It is none other than the Three Venerables of the Holy Pavilion.

"It's them. ”

Ye Xinglu's words were relaxed, and there was already a trace of solemnity in her eyes, she almost lost her life at the hands of the Heavenly Venerable, even if she lost all the life-saving methods left by her master, it was difficult to find a glimmer of life in that situation, if the Northern Meditation Cultivator had not had an adventure, she would have died in his hands.

The terrifying ability of the Heavenly Saint Technique is enough to resist almost everything.

However, the gaze of the Northern Meditation Cultivator first fell on the empty shoulder of the Heavenly Venerable.

Since he came to the Holy Pavilion, he would inevitably deal with the Three Venerables, and he would naturally not be surprised by this encounter.

However, the fact that the Heavenly Venerable's arm could not be restored was really surprising to him.

The voice of Yutai Yimeng slowly sounded in his ears: "You underestimate the power of the Cold Flame too much. ”

Bei Mingxiu smiled faintly and didn't say anything more.

According to her account, the cold flame burning on the sword at that time was the gap between the bright moon and the rotten grass fluorescence compared to the cold flame he was using now, and it would not be strange if that kind of cold flame could completely cut off the body parts of an immortal.

"They can't take it anymore. ”

Gao Yangsong smiled proudly and continued: "We have been screaming and scolding for a day, and these three guys have glanced at that place from time to time, as if they want to eat us. ”

This method of scolding in front of the battle is not uncommon in the history of war in the human realm and demon domain, but it is the first time to use it in the war against the Holy Pavilion, which is an extraterrestrial fairyland, the three venerables are the guardians of the Holy Pavilion, practicing the supreme heavenly holy decision, and they are extremely proud in their hearts, especially the three venerables of this generation are still young, and they are closed in the cave all the year round, and they are not familiar with world affairs.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Dao Alliance has set up camp next to Ling Xiao Peak, counting the scope of influence of the Heavenly Saint Decision, and only when they get out of Ling Xiao Peak can they use the Heavenly Saint Decision to wipe out those guys, but a series of immortal-level powerhouses such as Flower Rakugo are waiting at the front of the company camp, obviously waiting for the strong men of the Holy Pavilion to come out, and this old monster in a wheelchair is not an ordinary deterrent to them.

This feeling of not being able to advance or retreat is definitely a kind of torture for the three venerables who have always been arrogant.

The Northern Cultivator smiled heartily, and his smile was meaningful: "In that case, should we add some ingredients to them?"