Looking at the giant boat suspended above the valley, Wang Nian's heart was full of doubts, and everyone present was even more daunted and amazed.

At this time, there were nearly a thousand monks standing on the flying boat, although it was a little crowded, but their faces were still full of excitement and excitement.

Looking closely, even the four Cangdao people who had made an agreement with Wang Nian were among them, and it was unknown why they appeared on this flying boat.

It's just that most of their eyes are focused on the head of the boat, and in their burning gaze, you can see the awe from the heart.

From a distance, there were eight monks in different costumes standing on the bow of the boat, seven men and one woman, all with different special marks on their left breasts.

Looking at it from the front, the green-haired ugly old man Mu Feng and Wang Nian met in Fengyu Building was among them, Mu Feng still had a gentle and kind smile, while the green-haired old man had a cold face.

The other five men had indifferent expressions, and from time to time they overlooked the hundreds of scattered cultivators in the Valley of Ten Thousand Grottoes.

As for the last woman, she has a seductive smile at all times, this woman is tall, enchanting and sexy, and her face is charming, and she does not lose her grace and luxury, looking like a typical middle-aged beauty.

At this time, one of the burly scum-bearded men spoke, "Madam Yu, since we have arrived, why don't we go down here!"

This person's voice is low and deep, his brows move slightly when he speaks, he looks very funny, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that of Manmeng, and I don't know what the relationship between the two is.

Mrs. Yu was referring to the stunning beauty, and Mrs. Yu giggled after hearing this, "Brother Barbarian, why rush for a while, you can't be patient and wait for a while." ”

This Mrs. Yu's name is Yu Jiaojiao, who has built the foundation of the mid-stage realm, as a third-generation disciple of the Demon Moon Sect, she is in a high position in the sect, and she is a good sister with the sect leader of the Demon Moon Sect.

It is said that there are many sects in the Yin Death Domain, and all those who enter the table, some powerful sects all belong to the three giants and become their affiliated sects.

You can get shelter and get a certain resource reward.

And these three giants are the Purple Yang Sect, the Ghost God Valley, and the Dead Dao Sect that wants to have a bad reputation.

These three behemoths, with the strength of the Ziyang Sect being the strongest, the sect is in charge of the eight Yuanying powerhouses, and the Ziyang Ancestor has survived for three thousand years, you can imagine what this means.

And the Valley of the Hidden Gods is known for its financial resources, and under its huge resources, it has cultivated many strong people.

Only the Dead Dao Sect is the most mysterious, and beyond that, it is notorious.

At this moment, this Yu Jiaojiao is a member of the Demon Moon Sect, and this Demon Moon Sect is the first sect under the command of the Death Dao Sect.

This number one is not the number one in strength, but the sect that makes the first in the Dead Dao Sect happy and cared about.

Among the seven sects attached to the three major sects, only the Demon Moon Sect only accepts female monks, but it cannot be said that there are no men, but there are very few, and the women in the sect are all very beautiful.

It is also the case that the Dead Dao Sect is very protective of its disciples, and it is rumored that the high-level of the Dead Dao Sect has proposed that the Demon Moon Sect should be used as the envoy of the Upper Sect to manage the resources of all parties outside the sect!

After hearing this, the rest of the people shook their heads and smiled bitterly, only the green-haired old man still had a cold face, and in addition to the depths of his eyes, his impression was not very good, and a few were secretly extremely tired of him.

"It's not that you fellow Daoists don't know what kind of person I am in Mandong, so I have to wait patiently, so forget it!" Mandong pouted helplessly.

At this time, Mu Feng glanced at the barbarian and quipped, "Brother barbarian, I feel that all the people in your Desolate Sect are all five big and three rough barbarians?"

After hearing this, everyone chuckled, and Mrs. Na Yu hid her face and smiled after hearing it, and nodded in agreement.

After hearing this, Mandong snorted and said proudly, "So what, my Desolate Sect still can't suppress your five major sects!"

The Desolate Sect ranks second among the seven sects, and there is no doubt that the strength is strong, and the cultivation method of the Desolate Sect is a physical cultivation sect that focuses on refining the body and is supplemented by spiritual power.

It is precisely because of this that this makes them only ranked second and not first in the Desolate Sect, if they focus on refining the body and rank first among the seven sects, it will definitely be easy.

"Brother Barbarian doesn't have to mind, we're all old acquaintances, do you still care about this?"

A scrawny, lean, thin man chuckled under his breath, emblazoned with a beast on his chest, dressed in a dark green robe, and hung two fist-sized silver pouches around his waist.

It would be a big mistake to see it as a storage bag, this kind of bag is a unique storage bag of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, which is specially used for holding rare spirit beasts.

The Ten Thousand Souls Sect is a sect that mainly controls demon beasts, and immediately cultivates and cares for the mountain gate, and can sell spirit beasts.

It's just that powerful demon beasts are difficult to tame, and the disciples of the sect must be raised from a young age, and it is this factor that makes the strength of the disciples in Wanling Mountain generally a little weaker than the disciples of the other six sects.

In terms of overall strength, the overall strength of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect is at the bottom of the seven sects, but their potential is the largest among the seven sects.

It is rumored that the Guardian Beast of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect once swallowed a Dao Slashing Power alive, and no outsiders have come to attack it since then.

Mu Feng didn't care, and said with a low smile, "Haha, the strength of the Desolate Sect is naturally extraordinary, if it weren't for this, how could my Ghost God Valley support you like this." ”

The three representatives of the Thousand Swords Sect, the Phantom Spirit Sect, and the Sanssouci Sect were a little envious in their hearts after hearing this, but they didn't dare to show it, and they all agreed.

The Thousand Swords Sect ranks third among the seven sects, and the whole sect has made a good swordsmanship, and the power is really amazing, and it is the only sword cultivation sect among the seven sects that has a sword technique, and it has been attached to the Ziyang Sect in the early years.

But this is only said on the surface, secretly except for the other six sects in power, who knows that there is no sword technique in the six sects.

The Phantom Spirit Sect and the Sanssouci Sect are both emerging sects that have risen within a hundred years, since they can rise under the suppression of the other five sects, then their strength is not weak, at least they have successfully suppressed the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.

And these two sects will remain attached to any of the upper sects.

It's just because they have great support behind them, otherwise how would they be safe so far.

At this time, the green-haired old man suddenly spoke, and said gloomily, "Mrs. Yu, it's important to get down to business!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Yu smiled indifferently and said, "Since Lu Daoyou has spoken, the concubine body can't help but give face, so I will send you down." ”

This green-haired old man is known as the old monster of Lu, and he is a well-known casual cultivator among the scattered cultivators, and his strength is amazing, which is enough to overwhelm the people of the seven major sects in front of him.

It is rumored that this person once killed a strong person in Jiedan, and because of this, this person is famous for his murder, and everyone present does not want to offend him.

It was precisely for this reason that Mrs. Nayu readily agreed.

Madam Yu suddenly turned her head to look at the nearly 1,000 condensing qi scattered monks behind her, and said with an indifferent smile, "Little guys, you are all ready, the flying boat is about to fall!"

The lifespan of a foundation building monk is as long as two hundred years, and this Mrs. Yu is naturally not young as a foundation building monk, as for her appearance, it has to be thanks to the exercises of the Demon Moon Sect.

For the monks in the condensation period, for them, it is only equivalent to the general status of apprentices, and they have not stepped into the threshold of cultivation at all, and only when they have reached the foundation can they be regarded as cultivation, and then they can be called monks, and only by casting the foundation can they have the capital to explore the avenue.

After hearing this, everyone saluted and responded respectfully, and when Mrs. Yu saw this, she just smiled at them and turned her head and nodded to the seven people around her.

......

"Brother Wang, why hasn't this flying boat fallen yet?" asked in a low voice, pretending to be puzzled.

Wang Nian couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, and smiled indifferently, "I'm not the owner of the flying boat, how do I know, let's ...... again"

Before Wang Nian could finish speaking, someone preemptively exclaimed, "Look!

After hearing this, Wang Nian and the others hurriedly raised their heads and looked at each other, and everyone present was no exception, and they all looked at each other.

I saw that the thin layer of purple-black light curtain began to tremble, like the ripples of a lake, rippling one after another, making the light curtain more and more faint, and after a few breaths, the layer of purple-black light curtain disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

Immediately followed by a moving woman's voice, which suddenly came from the flying boat, twisted and gracefully in the Valley of Ten Thousand Grottoes, and lasted for a long time.

It was the voice of Madam Yu of the Demon Moon Sect:

"Let's get out of the way, the flying boat is going to fall!"

Wang Nian and the others were suddenly startled when they heard this, and they all started to fly towards the cave.

But when the barbarian heard this, he was suddenly stunned, and then he sighed and turned away.

Wang Nian was very puzzled when he saw this, and he didn't say hello when he left, but when he thought about it in his heart, he stopped paying attention to the barbarians, after all, everyone has their own difficulties, and others can't all follow their own wishes.

Thinking for a moment, Wang Nian's mind was much brighter, and then he smiled lightly, smiled at Ruan Lingyu and said, "Ruan Daoyou, let's go!"

After saying that, Wang Nian and Ruan Lingyu rushed to their cave mansion together, and after a few minutes, there was no more figure in the valley, and it was empty, which was the influence of the Zhuji monks.

After returning to the cave, everyone in the valley still watched the flying boat's every move intently.

After a while, the flying boat above the valley actually slowly fell straight down, and suddenly the wind in the valley suddenly rose, the smoke and dust rolled, and the flying boat swept out in all directions, the sound was terrifying, and it was not inferior to the previous battle by half a point.

"Boom ——"

Under the scorching gaze of everyone, the flying boat finally fell into the valley, accompanied by a dull roar, and the dense earthy yellow dust flew up and rushed away.

After breathing, the wind in the valley gradually subsided, and the flying dust settled even more, and there was no smoke and dust.

On top of the flying boat.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yu nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled coquettishly, "The little ones can go down!"

After hearing this, the Qi Condensation Stage monks on the flying boat bowed down one after another, and said goodbye to the eight foundation-building seniors at the head of the boat, and then everyone jumped off the flying boat and stood respectfully under the flying boat, waiting for the next instructions of the seniors.

"Fellow Daoists, let's go down together!" Madam Yu looked at several foundation building monks and smiled indifferently.