The battle shield was split in half as if it were broken, Yan Bei couldn't help but take a few steps back, and in the gap of the flying black hair, a blood-red black pupil stared into the distance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"He Fangsheng dares to explore 'Botu Mountain'". Before the words fell, a black cloud floated in the distance, the cloud shadow paused, the petals rolled away, and a beautiful and angry saint stood in the air in a black battle uniform, and the jade flute was slanted to her chest.

Yan Bei paused, glared angrily at the black gauze saintess, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. "Holy friend, why did this holy road pass through this place?"

The pretty saint sneered a few times. "Passing by, why did the divine consciousness invade my Botu Mountain?"

Yan Bei's suppressed blood qi spurted out again. The divine consciousness is released, like the ball scattered towards the six domains, and unless it is deliberately oriented, it will stare at a certain point. The saint said that the divine consciousness invaded Botu Mountain, and even if Yanbei went to explore Botu Mountain, there was no need to concentrate.

"Holy friend, you are too strong and reasonable, and you don't quibble with a barbaric saint like you." Yanbei turned around and wanted to leave.

The pretty saint jade flute pointed to Yanbei, and with a bite of her fine teeth, her small mouth became smaller. "You dare to take another half step".

Yan Bei's face turned white, and he was shocked to spit blood from his mouth when he had a duel with the Barbarian Saintess just now, and flew out for dozens of miles. Obviously, the brutal saint is merciful, otherwise the shield will be broken, and I am afraid that she will be in a different place long ago.

Yan Bei had lingering fears about the combat power of the barbarian saintess, and he didn't have the courage to take on another skill. Seeing the murderous appearance of the barbarian saintess, a wry smile appeared on her face. "Holy friends do not get angry, under the intention of offending".

"Then follow me to Botu Hill to confess." The cold killing aura approached Yanbei, and the voice was firm and there was no room for negotiation.

Yan Bei is so angry! How can he say that he is also a second-order saint of condensation, he was so persecuted by the barbarian saintess, and the nameless fire in his heart was forced, and he almost erupted. He said in a low voice: "The holy friend is so coercive, I have to fight and die here."

"It's easy to die, you move a step". The pretty saint scolded.

Yan Bei was not convinced, but he didn't dare to move. I really don't know the bottom of my heart for this arrogant saint in front of me!

When Yanbei was in an embarrassing dilemma, a burst of agarwood floated in, and two black slender shadows floated through the bloody mist.

"Dizzy! Yan Bei's face darkened, a black gauze saintess was already difficult to deal with, why did there come two more. "It's fucking dead."

Slender black shadows fell among the green velvet, clusters, clusters, red flames.

The barbarian saintess was stunned for a moment, her eyebrows were as slender as willow leaves, her colorful eyes flashed, staring at two black and slender shadows, although she couldn't see who the saint was dozens of miles away, but the familiar breath made the barbarian saint stunned. His eyes were full of suspicion.

At this time, many great sages escaped from the four domains, all of whom were attracted by the small magic explosion just now, although they did not escape, they were all like the two black veil holy shadows, hiding in the hundred miles domain, holding their arms, staring at this mountain domain. No wonder the barbarian saintess is so tough.

Yan Bei's face was gloomy, and his eyes were empty. sensed that Weng Di and Xuanhe had already escaped.

Needless to say, the Elder Miao League already sensed its danger.

The Barbarian Saintess no longer seemed to care about Yanbei, but silently stared at the distance.

"Aunt Ji has been doing well lately," the delicate and indifferent voice of the Holy Maiden came from afar.

Ji Xueliu's eyebrows sank slightly, as if she was thinking about something, this voice, divine sense, and breath are too familiar, but who can have such a realm. After thinking about it, Ji Xue didn't get the right number.

"Gu Xin has seen my aunt!" The black veil swayed, and the flowing mist was sucked out, flashing a piece of clarity.

Ji Xue's face changed, and she thought silently in her heart. "Gu Xin, how did this girl reach the second order of condensation?"

Ji Xue couldn't believe that the disciples of Gu Xin's generation in Botu Mountain were only in the cultivation realm, and the condensation realm was simply impossible.

"Oh! It's Gu Xin and Bian Le's nephew who are back, and they haven't returned to the mountain to see your master." Ji Xue said with a smile.

"Senior aunt, Gu Xin still dared to see the master and the ancestor, but I just passed by here and saw the senior aunt and came to greet him."

Ji Xue sighed, Gu Xin and Bian Le's affairs have long been known, but no one can do anything, the senior aunt Qingyuzi has always been strict with the apprentices, and it is a great luck that the cultivation of the two nephews has not been abolished. It's just that I didn't expect the two masters and nephews to be so outstanding in cultivation that they actually reached the second order of qi condensation.

"If you don't go back, I'll tell you Master." Ji Xue is a little sad, it's really a creation to make people!

"Senior aunt, the disciple has one more thing to ask for, let this holy friend go."

When Ji Xue was sad, Gu Xin's words stunned Ji Xue. He glanced sideways at the ragged saint, and then looked at Gu Xin in confusion. I don't know what kind of relationship Gushing has with this saint. If it was replaced by another saint, Ji Xue would not be like this, this saint was dressed too quickly, and he couldn't think of a holy slave who ran out of nowhere.

Ji Xue pointed at Yanbei and looked at Gu Xin, her eyes changed. Gu Xin has also been trained by Yueyu for more than 100 years, and his heart is very high, how could he fall in love with this decrepit.

Although Ji Xue was too puzzled, she still nodded. "You, get out"!

Yan Bei's face was red to the base of his neck, he gritted his teeth, and bowed to Gu Xin and Bian Le. "Thank you for helping."

Gu Xin nodded. "Thank you, auntie."

The Great Sages who had stopped in the distant region shook their heads in disappointment when they saw that the matter was over. "It's hard to see that a saint dares to challenge Botu Mountain, how can the two saints stir up the situation."

Yanbei looked at Ji Xue angrily and turned around to run away.

"Holy friends, please stay, can you speak closer".

Yan Bei was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Gu Xin, and bowed with a red face. "What is the matter of the Holy Friends"?

"Where is Elder Miao?"

Yanbei seemed to have been hit with a stick, stepped back stiffly, and looked Gu Xin up and down. "Who is this holy woman"?

Yanbei felt strange, since entering the Holy Domain, although he has experienced several battles, they are all small frictions, and they can't attract the attention of the Holy Lands, how can there be a saint who knows herself, and knows the elders of the Miao League, after a few breaths of Yanbei's divine sense. "Holy Friends, please come with me".

Gu Xin and Bian Le glanced at each other, Mo Xie expected that it was really good, Miao Meng and other Ethereal Peak disciples would come to Shuncheng in the near future.

Ji Xue watched the two nephews and the saint priest leave mysteriously, sighed, glanced at the airspace, and silently fled towards Botu Mountain.

Miao Meng withdrew his senses, and his heart was full of doubts, who are the two holy women? Why haven't they seen it?

The mist was light, the aroma was blowing in the face, and the bursts of cold fragrance were cold to the heart.

Yan Bei staggered and dragged his injured body out of the airspace. I saw Miao Meng holding a wooden cane, drooping his head godlessly. He asked in a low voice, "Elder, the peak lord has sent a holy envoy."

Miao Meng lowered his head and raised it violently, his long skin eyes opened and opened, but only a slit was exposed.

Gu Xin and Bian Le gave a light salute. "Seen the Elders".

Miao Meng's eyes flashed with aura, and he stared at the eyebrows of the two holy women. "Hmm! where is the peak master"?

"Elder Hui, the peak master is in the Holy Sword Mountain, and he will return to the Ethereal Peak in a few days, and ask Elder Miao to take care of the affairs in the peak first."

Miao Meng nodded, he had already sent secret envoys to investigate the situation in Miaomiao Peak, Shuncheng and other places, if it was possible to capture Shuncheng first, and then take Miaomiao Peak. It's just that Miao Meng is still a little worried, if Botushan intervenes, things will not be easy to handle.

"The two envoys please return to the peak master, and they will capture the ethereal peak on the same day." Although Miao Meng couldn't predict what would happen, fighting for the honor of Ethereal Peak had become the glory of this life.

Gu Xin and Bian Le looked at each other and smiled. "It seems that Elder Miao has been hidden all the way, and he still doesn't know about the major events of the Holy Realm, and now the ban on the Ethereal Peak has been opened, and all the other towns in the peak area are waiting to be received except for Botu Mountain."

Miao Meng was so shocked that his long eyelids were gone, and the furrows on his face were flattened as if he were angry, staring at Bian Le with half moon eyes.

How could it be possible to lift the ban on Ethereal Peak? Looking at Bian Le's delicate face, he couldn't tell the slightest lie. Miao Meng was a little skeptical, and couldn't understand that such a thing could happen.

No wonder so many Great Sages came to watch the battle just now, could it be that they were preparing to defect to the Ethereal Peak.

"Elder Miao, don't hesitate, this matter is no longer a secret, the entire Holy Realm knows about it." Seeing that Elder Miao Meng still didn't believe it, Bian Le said with a smile.

"Oh! -- That's right." Miao Meng paused for a long time before he spoke.

"Weng Di ordered all the disciples to wear ethereal uniforms, and the Ming Gong opened the way to enter the Ethereal Peak." Miao Meng spoke a little tremblingly, and only after a few sighs did he gasp and finish speaking.

Weng Di answered, and floated out with no roots, a little blind, Piao Piao couldn't understand what was going on, it was too sudden, what happened.

The lush canopy of the forest fluttered in the wind, and the green leaves on the tops of the giant trees shook faintly into the sky.

The team of the Hundred Saints, dressed in cloud-shaped uniforms, flew in the fog of regret, inadvertently revealing the tattered armor shadow. In front of each team stood a Cultivation Realm Sage, staring at the empty space with a serious expression. Although the team's underwear is old and the armor is torn, they are all murderous, and the holy weapons in their hands are buzzing.

Bian Le was startled. "Is this a conquest"?

Miao Meng glanced at it, and didn't say anything, along the way, the ethereal disciple was so vigilant. After all, this is an expedition of no return.

Miao Meng trembled and took out his battle uniform and draped it on his body. With a gentle wave of his hand, he led all the saints to Shuncheng.

Shuncheng is no longer the Shunzhen of the past, and the endless city wall stretches into the continuous mountain shadow. In the open space outside the city, countless saints stood densely.

The lifting of the ban is no longer a matter of one or two days, it is like a thunderclap that shook the Holy Realm and collapsed the sky. The Seven Mountains, Twenty Caves, and Forty-Seven Families all got the news, and countless holy envoys came to Shuncheng in an endless stream. Ask around why the Ethereal Summit came back from the dead. Probing around, all the information points to the Holy Sword Mountain.

The Sacred Domain Scattered Saints heard the wind and moved, and the tide generally rushed to the Ethereal Peak, exploring the virtual reality is a trivial matter, the most important thing is: the Ethereal Peak will inevitably recruit the Sanctuary Scattered Saints, and rapidly expand the strength of the Ethereal Peak. This is the best opportunity for the Scattered Saint to enter the Holy Land, and if he can enter the Ethereal Peak at this time, that is the ancestor of the Peak, and he will be recorded in the Peak Domain Family Dictionary and set up an immortal monument. Therefore, countless outstanding people among the scattered saints gathered in Shuncheng, and in just more than ten years, the saints of Shuncheng were close to one million.