The warship that is somewhat similar to the Qingluan Divine Boat is moored at Kunlun Jade Everest.

Several big figures who usually saw the dragon but did not see the end came here, and Qinglan took the lead in the front, staring intently at the battleship that had not yet stopped.

He wanted to see with his own eyes what bastard dared to impersonate that child's undesecrated name!

The door of the battleship opened, and a figure that Qinglan could not have imagined appeared in front of him no matter what. Along with Qinglan, several peak masters of Qingyun Mountain also froze in place, and the third senior sister in the crowd had red eyes in just a moment.

The black-robed young man with double swords was slightly stunned by the battle in front of him, and he arched his hand to Qinglan, just like he saw for the first time ten years ago: "Disciple Chang Xi, I have seen the master. ”

The third senior sister crossed the crowd and grabbed the man's hand tremblingly, touched his cheek, there was a temperature, and said in disbelief: "You... You're not dead, you're back?"

Chang Xi shook his head softly and said, "It's hard to say." ”

His own son had died heroically on this land, and for the first time since Qinglan stepped on this frozen land that did not bring him any good memories, he smiled.

He sensed that Chang Xi had the heroic spirit aura of the ancestors of Qingyun Mountain, and several other peak masters who also felt the aura of the ancestors couldn't help but show strange light, faintly knowing the cause and effect of Chang Xi's resurrection, and sighed that the Heavenly Dao had its own creation.

The small commotion at the Yuzhu Peak Airport attracted the attention of many Kunlun monks, and a young monk who admired Kunlun for less than half a month before joining the sect asked the senior brother beside him: "Senior brother, who are they? ”

"Those are the monks of Qingyun Mountain, and the one at the front is Qinglan Sword Venerable, the head of Qingyun Mountain, who is at the same level as my Kunlun Sect Master, Kunlun Zi. ”

"Sword Venerable!" the young monk asked with stars in his eyes, "Is that the immortal who went deep into the Demon Domain for 30,000 miles and killed the demon clan to the ground?"

The older Kunlun monk nodded solemnly.

"But why would the dignified Iron-Blooded Sword Venerable of Qingyun Mountain be so excited to see that junior disciple who stepped off the battleship?" the young monk was puzzled.

The elder monk looked at the black-robed young man who stepped off the battleship from a distance, he himself was like a peerless sword, and his condensed gaze tingled slightly.

"His name is Chang Xi. The elder monk's voice revealed awe for the truly strong, "He is a hero who once stabbed the prince of the Demon Domain, and he has fallen, but for some reason he is here now. It is said that unconfirmed news has been circulating in the Western Regions that the five princes and the four princes of the Demon Domain were captured by a black-robed sword cultivator who fell from the sky. There are such sword cultivators and young people who love black robes in the Immortal Dao Alliance, and as far as I know, he is the only one. ”

Many of the Kunlun disciples around who heard the words of the senior brother all put down their work in their hands, looked at each other, and looked at the young sword cultivator who had made the three princes of the Demon Domain sink into the sand, their eyes burning, and they admired it in their hearts.

The fourth senior brother, the fifth senior brother and the sixth senior sister who came later arrived at this time, and when they saw Chang Xi who was jumping around, they were stunned for a while, and the next moment they all flocked over, among which the sixth senior sister cried the most. She doesn't care how the little junior brother came back from the dead, she just needs the little junior brother to come back, even if he is just a wisp of nostalgia for the soul of the world.

The fourth senior brother and the fifth senior brother secretly wiped their tears, smashed their fists on the shoulders of the little junior brother, cried and scolded with a smile: "The stinky boy only knew that he was going home? ”

Chang Xi's heart was full of warmth that couldn't be dissolved, "Won't I come back?"

Chang Xi declined the proposal of the senior brothers and sisters to catch up with him and visit Kunlun, turned to Qinglan and saluted: "Sect Leader, the reason why I came to Kunlun is because I have something very important to tell all the high-level leaders of the Immortal Dao Alliance, I wonder if Sect Leader can help the disciples gather all the high-level people?"

If he were another disciple, Qinglan would definitely ask what was going on so hard. But for this disciple who was able to return to the human world from the Yellow Spring of the Netherworld, for some reason, he instinctively chose an unconditional new appointment, and subconsciously asked, "Very urgent?"

Chang Xi clenched his fists and nodded, "One hundred thousand is urgent." ”

The battleship was piloted by Chang Xi alone, millions of miles away to avoid the fatigue of the boat, he squatted in front of a handful of thick snowdrifts without impurities, picked up a pile of snow and threw it on his face, rubbing it vigorously. The ice and snow accumulated in Kunlun for tens of thousands of years were particularly frosty, and soon made him refresh and his face flushed.

Several Kunlun monks who came to invite Chang Xi into the Immortal Palace saw it from a distance and smiled slightly, this senior brother of the younger generation of the Immortal Dao Alliance, who was famous, was really down-to-earth, and said politely: "Senior Brother Chang Xi, our sect master has invited you to enter the Immortal Palace. ”

Chang Xi smiled and patted the snowflakes on his hands and followed behind them.

Kunlun Immortal Palace stands on the Jade Everest Peak of Kunlun Mountain, like a shadow in the misty clouds, not as magnificent as the Wanxianmen Palace, giving people a kind of ethereal spirit out of the world.

The fairy palace overlooks the border of the northern region and the southern Central Plains, and is the only one in the world.

Chang Xi followed several Kunlun monks on the misty road to heaven, and the Kunlun monk in front stopped in front of a majestic palace gate and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Chang Xi, we can only send you here." According to our Kunlun's iron law, we can't enter the Immortal Palace without permission, and then you need to enter the Immortal Palace by yourself. ”

Chang Xi thanked him, then turned around and pushed open the palace door.

"Qingyun Mountain Changxi enters the Immortal Palace!"

The announcement sounded inside the door was powerful and powerful, Chang Xi stepped into the Immortal Palace, and the sunlight projected from the top of the Xuanbing Dome was not dazzling, and many of the big figures of the sects who had already been seated in the Immortal Palace looked forward to it, including the Lingyang Zhenren of Tianyong City and the Yu Che Hall Master of the Great Wilderness Palace, what surprised Chang Xi was that he didn't expect that the Huangfu Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect was also impressively listed. And the leaders of the other major first-grade and second-grade sect families ranked in the Immortal Dao Alliance are countless, including the abbot of the Jingzong who once had a good relationship with Chang Xi.

In front of others, he is just a young junior with less than ten years of cultivation experience in Qingyun Houshan. But only he knows that his experience is actually much more bizarre and tortuous than these old monsters who have practiced for more than 100 years.

Kunlunzi, who was the highest-ranking in the highest position, showed approval, they were such a luxurious battle, even if the Demon Emperor of the Demon Domain was there in person, his eyelids would probably tremble. And this little guy who is said to have come back from the dead has no fear, and he can see the extraordinary bearing of a person who has been in the top position for a long time, and it seems that it is not child's play for this son to gather everyone.

Ran Xiaoxiao, who is known as the flower of kaolin in the Immortal Dao League, held a sword of the old man, and looked at the black-robed man who calmly walked up to the high seat, and his heart was mixed.

He could return to the world from the cold Yellow Spring Realm, but what about him?

Chang Xi looked at the full Immortal Palace, and the eyes that converged on him were suspicious and disdainful, and some people simply closed their eyes and pretended to sleep. He looked at the awe-inspiring figure above his head, exhaled lightly, closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again.

In the huge Kunlun Immortal Palace, the wind surged in the blink of an eye.

The suspicious and disdainful gaze disappeared in an instant, and the person who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep was like a thorn in his back, Huo Ran woke up. The astonishing sword intent on the high platform that was so powerful that it could completely kill them swept through the audience like a hurricane, and no one dared to despise this "junior" anymore.

In the upper five sects, except for the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect, all of them are bright, and only Huangfu Youyan is not surprised. A junior who is willing to cut off the iQue Realm can be called a junior?

Chang Xi cleared his throat, and his first sentence went straight to the core.

"Kyushu has reached the most dangerous time. ”