He Yinuo left the world first, his heart was depressed, at the moment he was in a mood, he couldn't lift half of his spirit, the old man's words lingered in his ears all the time, and he refused to leave for a long time.

It's just that even a glimmer of hope is the motivation for him to regain his strength.

Thinking of this, in addition to worrying, he was a little more nervous, for many years, for this moment, he didn't know how long he had waited, how long he had worked hard, and that kind of loneliness and sadness might only be able to be experienced by himself.

He wandered away like this, and before he knew it, he had moved away from the crowd, bid farewell to the hustle and bustle, and came to a misty mountain.

There was a bit of freshness and coolness in the air, and his decline was swept away, and he jumped up and took in everything, stacked mountains and mountains, strange and magnificent.

However, the most eye-catching thing in the mountains is the plank road that circles between heaven and earth, the plank road connects the four high towers, and there are four pavilions on the towers, namely, the Ten Square Pavilion, the Hundred Square Pavilion, the Thousand Square Pavilion, and the Ten Thousand Square Pavilion.

At this moment, what attracted his attention was not only these strange mountains and rivers, but that he felt the existence of a person.

He fixed his gaze on the Qianfang Pavilion, and there were several people sitting in it, all of whom were from the Spirit Clan, except for one of the men, who was about the same age and appearance as himself, and who was a man he met in the teahouse under the ruling of the dragon power.

His face was calm and unfazed, and his body exuded the aura of the Wu Clan, but he did not belong to the Spirit Clan, because it was the power of the strongest and purest soul, not the power of the spirit.

He relied on the pavilion and drank alone, and at this moment they looked at each other from a distance, as if they had traveled through several time and space!

He Yinuo's figure disappeared and appeared in the Shifang Pavilion, and he also took out the wine that he had treasured for many years, which was the wine left over when he drank it with Wanli Tianming. In the crowd, they also leaned on the building and considered alone.

The sky darkened, and after a while, the drizzle drifted away, and the breeze swept through the pavilion with the falling rain, bringing a burst of coolness, and after a while, everyone left the pavilion, leaving only the two of them.

The breeze penetrated through the seams of the clothes into the bosom, soothing the burning heat that burst from the wine into the heart, and the rain was dripping on the face. He looked far away, a hazy place, but his heart was clear at this moment.

"Life in the world, confidants are hard to meet, confidants are difficult to befriend, and there are no like-minded people, you and I meet at the ends of the world, it is fate, Taoist friends, why not drink this wine?" A clear voice sounded from He Yinuo's ears, he looked at him across the air across the roundabout plank road, across the Baifang Pavilion, nodded and smiled faintly.

"Since ancient times, there are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for confidants, and there are more than half a sentence of speculation, the world is big, and the four seas are home, dry!" He Yinuo also transmitted the sound into his ears with his mental power, smiled faintly, and then raised his wine glass and saluted each other in the air.

The drizzle cup, the two of them drank it all, and then they drank three glasses in a row!

"The first time I met a Taoist friend, but I don't know why I always have a sense of déjà vu, I hate to see each other late, and I don't know what to call a friend?"

He Yinuo drank respectfully, slowly filled the cup again, and said after a moment of silence, "Under He Yinuo, I really don't hide it, the first time I met a Taoist friend, there was a very subtle feeling, as if you and I have a similar fate, unstable fate, ill-fated fate, the road we have traveled is an unprecedented way against the sky, it can also be said to have embarked on a road of no return!"

"Hahaha, what Brother He said is very true, a good way against the sky, a good road of no return, stepping on the road to heaven, in order to cultivate the true way, if you succumb to fate and live in the world, wouldn't it be in vain to go through this experience, no thirst, give up attachment, if you can't even protect the person you love, then even if you become famous, what is the point. Bing Jue looked into the distance and let out a long sigh.

He Yinuo also drank the wine in the cup, seemed to feel something, and stopped talking.

And after ten breaths, there seems to be a sense of killing in the air, and there is a hidden killing intention in the hazy rain!

"Brother Bing, can you help in the next hand?" He Yinuo said an extremely abrupt word, but in Bing Jue's opinion, he already knew what he meant.

"Brother He, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

As soon as his words fell, suddenly the rain in the air turned into countless sharp thorns under the control of a force, surrounding He Yinuo, and it was about to explode.

Then, two figures appeared next to the plank road, both of them were dressed in bureaucratic clothes, and they seemed to be internal affairs personnel of the Spirit Clan, belonging to the Janissary of the Spirit Clan.

The cultivation on their bodies is the eighth spiritual breath, and this kind of spiritual power is invincible even if it is the peak battle of ordinary immortal illusion gods.

The two of them looked indifferent, the murderous intent was fully revealed, they didn't say much, they directly put their hands together, their palms arched, and they silently recited the magic in their mouths, and suddenly a strong spirit aura surrounded He Yinuo, and instantly melted into every rain thorn, ready to go!

He Yinuo drank all the wine in the cup, but under this force, Rao is he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, even in the face of one of them, he was not very sure that he would be able to kill him, and now he was even more stretched in the face of the two.

And just as he was thinking, the two of them suddenly put their palms together, and suddenly the rain thorns shot towards He Yinuo from all directions like spirits, with the breath of the spirit clan!

However, at that moment, He Yinuo's heart moved, and he built a forbidden wall around him, and the next moment, all the rain thorns were squeezed out and could not move forward.

And He Yinuo's heart tightened, although he had already had a budget, he still underestimated their strength, although he was safe and sound on the surface, but his heart was already in the beginning of waves, the power of the spirit clan directly penetrated into the prohibition along the rain thorns, and spread to his whole body, and if it weren't for the strength of his soul at the moment, he would have been disintegrated from the inside at this moment.

He Yinuo instilled his whole body with the pure Dao method, and with a strong shock, the rain thorns that surrounded his body shattered instantly, and he jumped up, stepped on the plank road, and came to the Baifang Pavilion.

At the same time, Bing Jue smiled happily, and also stepped on the plank road and met with him in the Baifang Pavilion.

"Bold fanatics, if you don't catch me quickly, those who stand in my way will be killed!" At this time, an undoubted angry shout came out of the mouths of the two people, and a contempt was revealed in the cold words.

"Brother Bing, I'm sorry to burden you!" He Yinuo pretended to apologize, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Bing Jue laughed and said heartily, "Brother He, your apology came a little late, and now I can't escape if I want to!"

The two immediately looked at each other and laughed.

When the two Janissaries saw that the two of them not only did not mean to be captured, but on the contrary, they were joking and provocative, and immediately became angry.

The next moment, a powerful Dao force blasted towards the two of them.

He Yinuo and Bing Duel avoided on both sides, but Baifang Pavilion was shattered by bombardment, and the two Praetorian Guards also attacked separately, one attacking the other!

And it wasn't until this moment that Bing Jue revealed his true cultivation for the first time, on par with He Yinuo, but at this moment, facing these Praetorian Guards whose strength was equivalent to the peak of the Phantom God, it seemed that he had a feeling of hitting a stone with an egg, and he felt that he was overwhelmed.

He Yinuo is needless to say, he has multiple Dao magic powers, and he has the power of pure cultivation, in addition to the fusion of Kunpeng's power, in the face of the power of the first peak of the illusion, even if he can't be defeated, he can protect his body. He sweated a handful of ice dueling, and if something happened to him, he would be really ashamed in his heart.

However, just a moment later, his concerns were dispelled, and at the same time, he was also impressed by the ice duel, and had a new understanding, because he was also in the middle of a fight, and he couldn't specifically investigate his supernatural talent, but at this moment, he was completely inferior to the Praetorian Guard, and he was at ease, this kind of strength competition across several levels, in addition to himself, this was the second person he had ever seen, and in all fairness, he was not necessarily his opponent, at most five or five equal!

This high-level powerful battle to the death was enough to shock the heavens and the earth, and if it weren't for the fact that it was located in this remote mountain, and I don't know how many innocent people wanted to be implicated by it, but even so, countless mountain cliffs and mountain cableways were all destroyed in an instant, and in front of this nine-day cultivation, it was simply vulnerable.

The sky was overwhelmed by dark clouds, thunder and thunder, and the original hazy fairyland was swept away in an instant, leaving only slaughter and destruction.

With the passage of time, their battles have become more and more daylight, and the battlefield has expanded to the clouds, but the competition between the powers of the Phantom God Realm is by no means an overnight victory or defeat, if you want to kill a person with the same realm as yourself, even if it is a person of different levels of creation, you must have the determination and perseverance to kill 10,000 enemies and damage 8,000 yourself.

About three days passed, and the battle was coming to an end, but to the surprise of the two of them, at first they faced the enemy one-on-one, and their disadvantages in cultivation were fully revealed, and they all relied on their own creation powers to barely maintain, and then by chance, there was a perfect tacit understanding between He Yinuo and Bingduel, and this tacit understanding was manifested in the flawless cooperation in the fight.

This seemingly innate tacit understanding and cooperation overshadowed the cooperation between the two Praetorian Guards, and in an instant, they turned inferior to superior, and they firmly grasped the initiative of the battle situation.

In the end, he found the right time, and when he was exhausted, after thousands of rounds of fighting, he finally killed one of them, and the rest of them were already turtles in the urn.

They didn't rush to end him, but wanted to ask him something, but interestingly, they even opened their mouths at the same time and asked, "Tell me, where is Youhan now?"

They looked at each other but didn't say much, and when the questioning was fruitless, they chose to forcibly search for their memories.

However, there was no information about Youhan in the memory of the Praetorian Guard, on the contrary, there were three important places, and all of them were located in the three places within the Spirit Clan, one of which was the Holy Land of the Spirit Race, the backbone, the second was the Spirit Dungeon under the backbone, and the third place was the Spirit Ancestral Temple located in the center of the first place of the Spirit Race.