Han Feng trembled, slowly opened his eyes, he felt a stirring in the soul sea, constantly expanding outward, in this burst of bells and drums, his soul power cultivation actually made a breakthrough, although he was still in the first glimpse of perfection, but the range of the soul sea almost reached three thousand zhang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After more than ten breaths, the sound of bells and drums gradually fell silent, and many low-level monks gained something, and the sound of long whistles came and went.

Han Feng was equally happy in his heart, quickly stood up, walked out of the cave, and walked towards the valley between the mountains, where the temporary gathering place of the Eastern Seven Branches was located, and all the elders were there.

At the moment now, his identity jade plate ticked out, and Elder Yan of the Trimover Gate called out to these disciples to gather and prepare to go to the teleportation array of the Death Grand Canyon.

After a while, Han Feng smoothly came to the valley, and stood quietly in a clearing that had only been leveled a few days ago, waiting for the arrival of the elders.

A few miles away from this open space, there are more than 100 ordinary courtyards, all of which are built by those elders casually, and some courtyards are also transplanted with trees, shaded by greenery, elegant and chic.

At this moment, many disciples have already come here, some are silent, some are whispering, and more are sitting down and closing their eyes.

After another ten or so rests, those disciples came one after another, and soon all the three hundred selected monks were gathered.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind passed, and in the courtyard in front of them, all kinds of lights lit up, and the elders of various sects and sects appeared one after another, and in a few flashes they came to their disciples.

"Let's go!" the Han Chang boss of Xuanqingmen flicked his sleeves, without any nonsense, and said straightforwardly.

As he spoke, he took a step in the air, turning into a cyan streamer and hurrying towards the location of the Heaven and Earth Qi Wall. The rest of the elders also turned into various colors of light and followed, disappearing in an instant.

The disciples of the Xuanqing Sect were the first to react, and they took off into the air with all kinds of talismans and followed behind. The rest of the sects were not to be outdone, and they followed closely with their own means.

Han Feng casually urged a whirlwind talisman and followed them unhurriedly, when he flew out of this valley, he suddenly found that there were clusters of brilliant light everywhere in front of him, like a hundred rivers entering the sea, all rushed to the direction of the heaven and earth qi wall, the scene was vast and shocking.

"That's a lot of people!" exclaimed a newcomer to the Imperial Spirit Sect.

"Senior Sister Yuan, don't be afraid, I will protect you, hehe!" another young monk from the Imperial Spirit Sect leaned over and said with a hippie smile.

"Phew, whoever wants you to protect, it's good if you can take care of yourself!" This newcomer to the Imperial Spirit Sect is a beautiful woman, she glanced at the other party with an indifferent face, took a sip unceremoniously, and urged the magic trick in her hand, the speed was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he shook off the young monk.

"Hey, wait for me!" The young man from the Imperial Spirit Sect didn't mind her attitude at all, and used his true qi to chase after her with a dead face.

When the surrounding monks saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh, and their originally nervous expressions relaxed a little.

Han Feng was flying not far behind, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but look at the figure of Murong Xue who was alone and independent in the distance in front of him, her speed was extremely fast, like a sharp sword cutting through the rolling wind, white-clothed Shengxue, hunting in clothes, so beautiful that it was not like a mortal thing, attracting the burning eyes of many monks.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded in Han Feng's ears, he looked sideways to the left, hundreds of zhang away, Situ Changqing stared at him for some time, stretched out his hand to make a cutting posture on his neck, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he sneered.

Han Feng's face was expressionless, he withdrew his gaze lightly, and still maintained a speed of seventy or eighty zhang per breath.

Situ Changqing didn't stop any longer, his hands pinched, his whole body flashed blue, his speed skyrocketed, and he quickly moved away from here, looking at its direction, it seemed that it was flying towards Murong Xue.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed, and their group flew smoothly for more than a hundred miles, and the wall of heaven and earth qi became more realistic, and the tumbling necromantic qi on it flew out from time to time, disturbing a side of the heaven and earth, and even the aura was rattling, flashing all kinds of heroic lights, which seemed a little weird.

At the same time, a round platform gradually appeared in front of their eyes, becoming more and more huge, and when they slowly descended under the advice of the elders, this round platform had turned into a magnificent building as tall as a mountain, full of hundreds of zhang high, thousands of zhang large, intimidating.

As a talisman master, Han Feng looked more carefully, even if he stood a few miles away, he still found that there were small and complex golden wire patterns engraved around this round platform, which occasionally flashed, stirring up strong fluctuations.

In fact, at this moment, the disciples of the other branches also came to the periphery of this round platform, gathering an unknown number of monks, tens of thousands.

In mid-air, there were many elders and disciples guarding their own lineage, and the atmosphere of the entire venue became a little depressing.

Higher up, the spiritual light surged, as if there was an ancestor hiding and lurking, and the coercion shrouded all directions.

Perhaps, these ancestors have been secretly watching over them all along, but they are unaware of it.

"This is a war!" Han Feng realized, Elder Yan had mentioned to him through the summons before, he still didn't understand it very well, but now that he saw it himself, he felt it even more deeply.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly lit up above the round platform in the distance, like a scorching sun, illuminating the ten directions of heaven and earth.

After a while, these rays of light converged and disappeared, revealing eight figures, all of whose faces were shrouded in a faint brilliance, and they couldn't see their faces, but the aura of each one was as deep as the sea, and it seemed to be a little more powerful than an ordinary Jiedan Perfection Monk.

One of them, dressed in crimson clothes, was like a red lotus floating in the air, and it was the red lotus fairy who had connected the seven eastern branches before.

At this moment, a male monk in the center, dressed in a robe with a purple dragon pattern, swept around the disciples below, and slowly spoke: "The ten-year Returning Yuan Trial is about to start again. The years have passed, and it has been one thousand and thirty-three years, and many amazing and brilliant characters have emerged in it. Genius treasures, those who are capable can get it, whether you can stand out depends on your respective creations!"

After saying this, he reached out with his right hand, and his slender and white index finger gently pointed a little towards the round platform below, and the spiritual light fell, flying directly into the round platform.

With a soft sound of "hum", the whole huge round platform gradually lit up, and the golden light flowed and moved, like a flame burning, spreading step by step, and finally all the golden lines were lit up, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.