The shock that today brought to the people of the Fallen Leaf Sect and the Forest Bone Domain was too much, so much that it was already numb.

The man who came from Changchun Palace, easily defeated Bai Lu, and insisted on opening the dry well ghost prison turned out to be a monk from the Jindan Realm?

And listening to their conversation, the Yexiao Cicada who devoured Ye Zhiqiu of the Fallen Leaf Sect actually said that she was the founder of the Fallen Leaf Sect more than a thousand years ago?

And the strength of the woman is so strong that she can easily crush Chang Yuan in the Jindan Realm, and she is not even afraid of the ancestor of Changchun Palace?

Crazy, completely crazy, what happened here today simply subverted the imagination of the Fallen Leaf Sect and the Forest Bone Domain, especially after the golden light of the Dry Well Ghost Prison rose to the sky, seeing the naked young man who was now grabbing the invincible Yexiao Cicada just now, Ye Jing's surprised eyes were about to fly out.

The old man couldn't believe it: "Senior nephew Dong!"

"Lao Zhao, he... He... How did he..."

Tianyu was all illuminated by the young man, and the old man of the Divine Weapon Pavilion of the Fallen Leaf Sect was dumbfounded in shock, "He just ascended to the realm of the building, how could he catch her feet..."

No wonder the old man was surprised, after devouring Ye Zhiqiu, everyone saw Ye Xiaocicada's strength and achievements, the woman was not only in the Jindan Realm, but also in the Jindan Realm who could kill the Jindan Realm!

So at this moment, seeing that only the young man who climbed the building grabbed the naked feet of the woman, the old man was at a loss.

How did this world become like this in just one day?

Is this still the world as he knows it?

"What's impossible?"

Zhao Miao looked up at the young man who they thought should have died in the dry well ghost prison, the shock brought to them today was too much, in Jin Guangyao's eyes, Zhao Miao muttered to this old friend who had been sitting in the Divine Weapon Pavilion for many years: "Even the Yexiao Cicada of the Sen Bone Domain can be the founder of the Fallen Leaf Sect, so now even if Dong Nanyan says that he is the reincarnation of the Yuanying Realm, I will believe it!"

Compared to the focus of the people in the Fallen Leaf Sect, the Sen Bone Domain naturally saw the young man who had just broken into their mountain gate two days ago, but Bai Lu, who was staring at the sky, turned his eyes and looked towards the two figures who had just rushed through the dry well ghost prison behind the golden light.

Bai Lu's eyes shrank.

Is that the girl in Tsing Yi?

And who is the woman next to her?

The jade pendant given by the ancestor of Qingshen Mountain has appeared in the palm of the woman surnamed Lin, the pressure brought to her by the sudden change of the teenager is too great, the "teenager" at this moment is related to Su Ru is and Shenshan one after another, it is definitely not something that she can participate in at this level, especially Su Ruyi's remnant soul failed to stop the young man, which made the woman even more determined to leave here with the young lady.

"Sister Lin. ”

Song Jieyi, whose eyes were locked on the young man, shook his head and said, "If you want to go, I won't go!"

Dong Nanyan's current state made the girl very worried, she shook off the woman's hand on her shoulder, and did not turn her head, but her tone was unprecedentedly heavy, "Sister Lin, don't take me back, otherwise I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Although her own young lady is usually lazy and naughty, but she has never said anything cruel to people, the woman sighed lightly, and stopped the meaning of reaching out again, since Miss is safe for the time being, then it is better to rely on Miss, anyway, she has taken out this jade pendant that can return to Qingshen Mountain in an instant, even if the "boy" is strong, she doesn't believe that he can stop the ancestor from giving Miss a life-saving thing!

The lightly buckled feet were naked and soft, and even when he looked up, he could see another beautiful style among the fluttering white gauze, but the young man didn't even raise his head.

How many years?

For 10,000 years, apart from the voice that suddenly sounded in the dry well ghost prison just now, no one had ever stepped on the top of his head.

The voice that made him thunder just now quickly dissipated, leaving the young man who was already ready for a big battle angry.

"Enough?"

The white-haired young man who had seen Zhang San laughed and said, "I live and you die, why do you let me stop in moderation!"

The palm of his hand was dragged down, and the night cicada dressed in Xia clothes was like a puppet to be manipulated, slamming into the ground from the air.

"Your life is really bad, even if you become a climbing tower realm and step into my immortal building, it stands to reason that you won't be like this so early, but who let someone take the initiative to send it to the door?"

Recalling the taste of the soul light that had just penetrated into Dong Nanyan's eyebrows, there was disgust in the young man's eyes, if it weren't for the fact that this time was different from the past, he would use this ant-like soul to solve his urgent need?

Bah.

This state could not be maintained for long, and the young man's gaze swept here like a tide, since he finally came out to breathe, he had to do something.

The breath of the people from Changchun Palace and the night cicada is amazing, which makes people can't see it thoroughly, but the young people in the sky can see it clearly.

Ascend the stairs.

A little guy who has just entered the realm of climbing the building.

But the most terrifying thing is that under the glance of the young man who seems to have only climbed the building, everyone has a feeling that they have been seen through in their past lives and in this life. Yunnan

No privacy, no reservations.

The young man is like the sky, scanning the common people with cold eyes!

"Lao Zhao, I believe it. ”

The old man of the Divine Weapon Pavilion who was swept by the young man's gaze trembled and said, "I don't believe that this is not an old monster in the Yuanying Realm!"

"Uncle Junior. ”

Mixed in the crowd of the Fallen Leaf Sect, Ye Zhi looked at Dong Nanyan in the sky who made her feel cold and unfamiliar, is this still the little uncle she knows?

The golden light dotted the night sky, like stars, and the young man frowned.

Su Ru is back hand left in the young man's body has been solved by him, but what about what Zhang San left behind?!

From the moment he appeared to the present, the jade pendant in his arms has not moved at all, it seems that Zhang San has not left anything on it, but how did that voice come out?

As if he had missed something, the boy thought about it carefully, and the night wind suddenly blew his hair, and between the fluttering strands of hair, he suddenly looked up.

It's the cyan hairpin!

The boy looked down at himself.

Not on the body?

Thinking together, everything in this radius of thousands of miles was in his thoughts, and the young man looked into the distance, his eyes shrank, and he smiled coldly.

There was a Yuan Infant Realm standing behind, and in the hands of the girl of Qingshen Mountain, there was a cyan hairpin, which was bright and warm.

I was careless, and I didn't even find it in the ghost prison in the dry well, and the young man held his forehead and slurped.

There is absolutely no hidden danger on his body, and the young man smiled coldly over there.

Rustle.

All the leaves of the Fallen Leaf Sect fell in winter, even the evergreen tree in front of the Patriarch Hall, and all the fallen leaves burned into smoke and drifted towards a deep pit.

The color of Xia Yi was a little more gorgeous, and she jumped into the air from the pit, Ye Xiaocicada looked at the young man she had considered staying and being her right-hand man in the future, and asked in a low voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

No matter how she observes, the young man is just climbing the stairs realm, but she faces him like an ant facing a real dragon, and she can't have any desire to make a move, as long as he doesn't have any thoughts about the spirit sword that hides her soul and six spirits in the dry well, then she can do whatever he wants, and whatever he wants to kill.

As long as it's not to kill her.

"That's a lot of nonsense. ”

The boy popped out a hand forward, adjusting himself to the strongest state, lowering his posture and being careful and vigilant, Ye Xiaocicada still felt a flicker in front of her eyes, as if the distance between her and the boy had been erased, and she was choked by the neck with one hand of the boy and carried in the air.

Ye Xiao Cicada's posture is famous in this remote place in China, and she is considered to be the first in talent and appearance, and her face is six points stunning, three points cold, with a hint of struggle, which makes people feel excited, I see pity, but the boy closest to the woman has no pity at all, and has no intention of letting go of his hand.

Ye Xiaocicada, who was out of breath, struggled hard, trying to get rid of the young man's palm, but it was tantamount to a fool's dream.

If it goes on like this, she is afraid that she will be a strangled Jindan realm, at the moment of life and death, the night cicada is also out, she is already incomplete, she burned her soul, stretched out a hand with all her might, and stretched out in the direction of the dry well ghost prison, as if calling for something.

There is still the last glimmer of hope, as long as the spirit sword that hides her one soul and six souls comes to her hands, then the three souls and six spirits are one, and she may still have hope of surviving in the hands of the young man!

It's just that the night cicada that was choked by the young man's neck with one hand even if he burned his soul with all his might, but the spirit sword hanging on the wall of the dry well ghost prison only shook lightly and did not fly to the woman's palm.

The woman's appearance made the boy feel amused, and he let go of his hand and put the woman down.

"You want that sword?"

Standing in front of Ye Xiao Cicada, who was kneeling in the air and still stretching out his hand to draw his sword, the young man sneered: "What's so difficult about this? I'll help you get it." ”

The young man raised his hand slightly, and the spirit sword hanging in the dry well ghost prison was as docile as a cat, and he didn't dare to resist his order, and quickly came to his palm.

Holding the long sword that automatically trembled like a night cicada's neck, the young man said in a young voice: "Do you think that with this remnant soul hidden in the sword like a loach, you can stop me?"

Under the deep pit, Chang Yuan, who barely survived from the feet of the night cicada by relying on this talisman spirit treasure on his body, was languishing, and when he climbed out of the pit with all his strength, he saw the amazing scene in the air, and he didn't dare to cause any noise, and in a cold sweat, Chang Yuan lowered his head, crawled down, and lay down in it again, not daring to move.

In the far reaches of the pit was dotted with golden light.

With one palm, he smashed the Heavenly Wheel Sword that everyone in the Fallen Leaf Sect coveted, and the young man sneered.

"Delusional. ”