"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent with this kind of strength, let's do it again!" Xu Xiaodong was very happy, and with a wave of his hand, a golden spiritual power flew towards the golden knife, and the power on the golden knife immediately increased a lot. A finger of the golden knife, another golden light shot out.

Seeing this, Yang Mingyang also injected more golden spiritual power into the Feather Sword, and another golden light shot out, and there was another loud bang. This time, Xu Xiaodong took three steps back, and Yang Mingyang took five steps back.

"Hahaha, Xu likes this kind of play without moves, directly hitting hard, your brother also has an appetite for Xu, let's fight like this today. Xu Xiaodong said happily.

"I also like Brother Xu's personality and am willing to fight with Brother Xu, but unfortunately I am afraid it will be difficult to do so, because another friend is coming. Yang Mingyang smiled faintly and said softly.

"Really?" Xu Xiaodong was a little suspicious, turned his head to look behind him, and sure enough, several figures appeared in his sight.

It didn't take long for three figures to come to the two of them, standing beside them respectively, it was Huang Xilan, Liu Feng, and Ye Li. Huang Xilan stood in front of Xu Xiaodong, said hello to him, and stared at Yang Mingyang, not knowing what to think again?

"New friends are here, and it seems that we will only have to fight alone next time. The brother is very much in line with Xu's appetite, and Xu could not compete with his brother for the spirit grass, but this seven-heart grass is something that a senior in the door designated us to find, which makes Xu very embarrassed!" Xu Xiaodong looked at everyone in the audience and said helplessly.

"Senior Brother Xu, Senior Uncle Qi only needs a leaf, you can discuss it with this friend, why do you have to fight?" Huang Xilan next to him said softly.

"Lan Lan is also a militant on weekdays, but today it is so strange that she actually discourages fighting. Brother opposite, see if you can give us a leaf, Xu and the two turned around and left. Xu Xiaodong looked at Yang Mingyang and said loudly.

"Since Brother Xu is so refreshing, of course Yang will not refuse. Yang Mingyang said, took out the seven-heart grass from the storage bag, and a leaf automatically flew out of the grass and floated in the direction of Xu Huang and the others.

"Brother is happy, Xu will leave first, otherwise those guys will rob all the things on the blue-eyed turtle. ”

After Xu Xiaodong finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave with Huang Xilan.

"May I ask if you can tell me the name!" Huang Xilan raised her head and asked softly. Seeing that several people present were looking at her, her face was slightly red, and she added: "Brother Xu rarely has an appreciative person, how can I find you if I don't know the name?"

"Yes, yes, Xu is in a hurry, but he forgot about it, I don't know if it is convenient for my brother to tell his name?"

"Hehe, in Xia Yang Mingyang, Brother Xu and Miss Huang are welcome to come to Fengyunmen as guests. Yang Mingyang hurriedly said.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Yang Mingyang picked two more seven-hearted grass leaves and handed them to Liu Feng and Ye Li, who were not polite, took the leaves and put them in the storage bag, and went to the place they had agreed with Liu Yun before.

There were still a few days left before the end of the opening of Guxiyuan, and many monks who were hiding in various places to cultivate left the retreat place one after another and walked towards the teleportation arrays in various places.

Some of the monks gathered many of their fellow disciples and friends, and it was natural that a large number of them could leave safely. But some of the people who are not strong enough to walk alone have become the prey of some monks who try to catch a handful of monks at the end.

In order to prevent a lone disciple from being attacked and killed, Yang Mingyang, Liu Yun and the others waited near the teleportation array for a few days, gathering several groups of Fengyun Sect disciples who were lucky to survive.

A group of Fengyun Sect disciples walked towards the teleportation array together, but they didn't do anything to them without opening their eyes. Along the way, they saw several incidents of scrambling and killing, and they also turned a blind eye, cultivating immortals for many years, and everyone had long been accustomed to life and death.

Standing in the teleportation array, looking at the faint white light rising from the array, Yang Mingyang's heart was full of emotion, this time he entered the source of the ancient stream, and the harvest exceeded his original expectations. He also killed the enemy and found his brother, which was indeed worth the trip!

Without allowing Yang Mingyang to have too much emotion, the white light in the formation gradually dissipated, and the surroundings returned to clarity, and when he looked closely, he was already outside the formation. He immediately followed the group to the feather sword and flew towards the bee boat that was on the water.

Wang Zepeng stood in front of the bee boat, looking at the direction of the exit of the Guxiyuan Teleportation Array, his face was flat and waveless, and he didn't say a word. But a few foundation building disciples beside him stood aside, all silent, because they knew that this Great Elder of the late stage of Jindan was in a very bad mood at this time.

However, they could also understand the Great Elder's mood at this time, today was the last day of the opening of Guxiyuan, and many disciples from the other sects had returned, but none of the one hundred and fifty disciples from the Fengyun Sect had returned.

Since the fall of Fengyunmen, every time one hundred and fifty disciples enter Guxiyuan, generally thirty or forty disciples can successfully return, and the strength and combat experience of the disciples who come back have improved significantly, and most of them have grown into the backbone of the sect.

The sect was full of expectations for the disciples who entered the Guxiyuan at this time, because there were several genius disciples in the Fengyun Sect who had rarely seen them in hundreds of years.

However, so far, no one has successfully returned, and if this group of disciples is wiped out, it will be until when the Fengyun Sect will rise again.

"It's coming, it's coming!" a foundation building disciple suddenly shouted excitedly. The people on the bee boat immediately rejoiced, and carefully looked at the people who had returned.

Liu Yun, who is the first in the sect, and Liu Feng and Ye Li, among the genius disciples, are back, and there are more than 20 Fengyun disciples.

"I'm back, let's go rest!" Wang Zepeng's face still didn't change, but those who knew him well knew that he was in a much better mood at this time.

The other disciples all went back to the bee boat to rest, but the three brothers Yang Mingyang and Liu Yun and Liu Feng stood behind Wang Zepeng and the others with several foundation building uncles, anxiously looking at the direction of the teleportation array.

There was still less than half an hour before the opening of Guxiyuan, but there were only more than 20 disciples of Fengyun Sect who had just come out, which was less than the number of previous times, and several foundation building disciples had a look of disappointment on their faces.

At this moment, a flash of white light flashed in the teleportation array, and another group of monks in sky-blue robes flew out of it.

"I'm sorry, in order to encircle and suppress a demon beast that has just advanced to the second order, I delayed some time and made everyone wait for a long time. First, a girl who looked like a flower came to Wang Zepeng and stretched out her tongue playfully, like a girl next door who made a mistake, which made people unbearable to blame.

This girl is Liu Yu'er, and behind her, there are more than 30 Fengyunmen disciples such as Yang Yufei and Wang Shiluo.

At this moment, everyone in front of the bee boat was in a better mood, and happily talked with Liu Yuer and the others who had just come out, and even Wang Zepeng's grim face showed a smile that was not easy to check.

There were more than sixty disciples in the two batches, which was the largest number of Qi refining disciples from the Guxi Source in the past few hundred years, how could it not make everyone happy?

Unexpectedly, the surprise was not over yet, just when Guxiyuan was about to close the last half of the incense stick, Yin Shan and five or six Fengyun Sect disciples hurriedly teleported out, although they were a little embarrassed, but they were not hurt much.

The source of the ancient river was finally about to close, the teleportation array was slowly disappearing, and the monks who led the teams of each faction commanded the disciples to prepare for the return journey.