In the western Qinghongzhou, thousands of feet above the Zixiao faction, a spatial crack suddenly emerged.

Beneath the cracks, several figures bowed and waited.

The person at the head was none other than Lu Hongli of the half-step Spirit God Realm.

Later, the Ancestor of the Imperial Sword Sect, the Ancestor of the Martial Saint Sect and others followed.

Everyone is afraid to come out.

Immediately, a hazy figure stepped out of the air, and the breath was unfathomable.

Looking at its appearance, it is the god who is still showing his divine power in the Eastern Wilderness!

Lu Hongli lowered his eyebrows, and immediately leaned over and said, "Welcome Niangniang!"

The two behind him didn't dare to look at it, but they promised.

They are not the stupid women of the Eastern Wilderness who don't know the height of the sky, and naturally they know how noble this existence who is in charge of the upper realm to kill the divine power.

The status is only below the Nine Supremes!

As for strength, what is revealed today in this small world is just the embodiment of one of its thoughts.

Compared to the thousands of clones that he had cast into the territory of the major immortal sect forces in the Spirit God Domain, it was even less worth mentioning.

But even so, it wasn't something that these half-step spirit gods could provoke.

As for why the mad woman in the Eastern Wilderness did this, they naturally guessed something.

Those ancient beings who intend to enter the upper realm, how can they do it without some anti-heaven achievements?

There is never a shortcut on the road of cultivation, since you have fallen on this chessboard, then don't think that there will be a day to turn over, only after those powerful games are over, they will have a chance to live.

Otherwise, once you anger the hook person who stands proudly on the top of the clouds, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For example, the person in front of him, knowing that it is this forbidden place, still dares to stretch out his hand, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

No matter what several half-step spirit gods thought in their hearts, the ethereal figure walked straight down without looking at the three of them.

After a while, his figure fell on the Qilin Cliff of Sword Peak, and he was silent.

Behind him, Lu Hongli subconsciously squinted slightly.

With a bang, his body was immediately shaken away, and he coughed up blood.

Its figure has not yet fallen, the blood in its mouth has not yet been wiped like ink soul, and the placket on its chest is spreading rapidly.

He fell to his knees on the void suddenly, his eyes full of fear and trepidation, and he immediately roared hoarsely:

"Mother's forgiveness!"

Under the hearts and minds of the two half-step spirit gods of the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect, I saw that Lu Hongli's originally jet-black hair was turning gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, within his dantian, there were cracks stretching rapidly on the surface of the body that was no different from the physical body.

But when you breathe, you can fill your whole body.

The disintegration is only in the blink of an eye.

A rapid thud sounded in the air.

Lu Hongli ignored the tragic situation of dying in his body, and he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

One thought can lead to such a calamity, which can be said to be self-inflicted.

After a while, when Lu Hongli's vision began to blur, his body was about to collapse, and there seemed to be a rain of blood in the sky.

The blurred figure glanced at him.

Lu Hongli's body shook suddenly, and the cracks on the spirit infant and the flesh quickly recovered.

Between breaths, it returns to normal.

At the same time, the celestial phenomena above gradually dissipated.

After the rift completely disappeared without a trace, Lu Hongli sat completely paralyzed in the air, his eyes full of fear and happiness.

Immediately, without waiting for the vague figure's words, he got up and quickly returned to the side of the blurred figure.

Without waiting for him to ask, he seemed to have already explained the things he had observed over the years.

No matter how big or small, nothing is missed.

And if there are people who are familiar with Sima Yuan here, they will find that what Lu Hongli said is exactly what Sima Yuan has experienced.

Even its fighting methods in the Dragon Pool, the Lotus Secret Realm, and even the West Hades Palace are clear, as if they had experienced it personally.

After Lu Hong finished leaving, the blurred figure fell silent.

Then he hung his head, not daring to think nonsense any longer.

It's just that compared to before, his face at this moment is a little pale, and his cultivation is a little weak.

Shou Yuan, two hundred years less.

The two half-step spirit gods of the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect on the side were even more trembling, and the Great Khan never stopped falling for a moment.

How many years have they been in this human world, especially remember that the last time they were so sincere and fearful was five hundred years ago.

At that time, they were just a mere golden pill, and they were terrified in the face of the existence of a mere infant.

At this time, I saw that the vague aura landed on the Qilin Cliff, and glanced at the newly moved cemetery.

Lu Hongli trembled physically and mentally, and no longer dared to hide it.

With a gentle pull into his arms, a soul banner appeared.

Then he twisted it slightly, and a delicate soul was carefully invited out.

Looking at its appearance, it is Jianfeng Chen Qingwan!

However, at this time, it is only a wisp of his soul, and he is not fully formed.

And look at his dazed and sluggish expression, as if he has long forgotten the past.

As soon as Chen Qingwan's soul appeared, she trembled and collapsed.

After such a scene fell into Lu Hongli's eyes, his heart also trembled and twitched.

However, the vague figure did not embarrass him this time, and made a light move.

Chen Qingwan's delicate soul fell into his hands.

Immediately, the hazy mist on his body gently covered it, and the aura of the delicate soul disappeared completely.

Lu Hongli became more and more respectful and humble from the three of them, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Then the blurred figure looked down, and with a flick of the jade hand, a ripple mirror appeared in front of the four of them.

The figure in the mirror is Sima Yuan!

And the beginning of the situation actually started from the detention pool.

Later, he worshiped the Zijin Courtyard, the rampant Zixiao Sect, and even the three states of the West and the Netherworld.

Nothing was missed.

Even if it is within the Lotus Secret Realm, the battle of the divine soul in its sea of consciousness is clear.

It's like placing a magic weapon on it.

Everything he has done since his debut is under his control.

After only a few quarters of an hour's effort, Sima Yuan's cultivation was seen by them in a hurry.

Until the mirror dissipated, the blurred figure was silent.

Immediately, the figure gradually dissipated, and under the three of them bowing their heads, they disappeared without a trace.

However, the three of them still did not dare to get up.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that an ethereal word came down from the Nine Heavens, "This matter is as usual, and we must not slack off." ”

Lu Hongli and the three of them quietly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and immediately bowed and promised.

Then, a light word fell again: "After the matter of the small world is completed, you can be the 'patrol envoy'." ”

The three of them were overjoyed when they heard this, and immediately said in unison: "Thank you for your kindness."

After these words fell, no oracle came down.

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At the junction of the Eastern Wilderness and the North Sea, three figures roared and landed on a peak.

When the figure fell, it revealed its embarrassed appearance.

It was Sima Yuan, Qin Mao and Qin Xin.

They looked behind them, and when there were no more qi machines chasing them, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Sima Yuan and Qin Mao glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.

After a long time, Qin Mao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in a low voice, "Demigod!!"

Sima Yuan bowed his head slightly, naturally knowing the person he was talking about.

Lingye Country Lord, Yang Yuning.

The combined blows of the two of them failed to hurt the man in the slightest.

It can be seen that its strength is terrifying.

However, neither of them tacitly mentioned the man who followed.

It's really that Xuan He's qi is too terrifying, like a brilliant heavenly might, destroying the world's mana.

After a while, Sima Yuan exhaled slowly, and his eyes gradually revealed clarity and perseverance.

He looked up at the Eastern Wilderness, his eyes shining brightly, brilliant.

He muttered to himself: "The half-step spirit god is so terrifying, I don't know how terrifying the spirit god heavenly realm that overlooks the world for thousands of years?"

No one paid attention, and Qin Xin, who was held by Qin Mao, did not have the slightest awe or fear when she heard about the Spirit God Heavenly Realm.

After Sima Yuan's words fell, Qin Mao bowed his head lightly, "The power of the gods destroys the heavens and the earth, and naturally it is not a waste of fame. ”

His eyes were complicated, and he sighed lightly: "If you can see the power of the Heavenly Realm in this life, you will have no regrets even if you die." ”

After Sima Yuan bowed his head, he suddenly said to Qin Mao: "Qin Daoyou, you and I are friends of life and death, I don't know what else to hide from the poor Dao?"

Qin Mao smiled bitterly, glanced at Qin Xin in his arms, and said softly: "Just as Daoyou guessed, the one who was the one Qin Mao intended to use the blade was the one who wanted to use the blade. ”

Sima Yuan looked stunned and let out a long sigh.

He said with heartfelt emotion: "The great courage of Taoist friendship."

The half-step spirit god with a blade in his hand, such a thought, can be called shocking.

Qin Mao looked at Sima Yuan, his eyes burning, "I'm afraid that the purpose of Daoyou is not too big with Qin's purpose, right?"

Sima Yuan smiled, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Donghuang.

The Six Kingdoms Heavy Weapon is related to the path of ascension, and he naturally will not give up easily.

Even after seeing the power of the half-step spirit god, he still did not dispel the ambition in his chest.