In an elegant courtyard in Yanyang City, the two sat opposite each other, talking about something.

Not long after, the light outside the courtyard door flickered, and suddenly a little lilac jade slip shot in, and it fell into Ling Zhanyun's hand in a flash.

"The purple spirit is here. ”

After a brief glance at the jade jian, Ling Zhanyun's face was slightly happy, and he was about to get up, but was held down by Wang Mo.

"You have transformed your appearance first. ”

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, got up and walked towards the courtyard door as he spoke, and waited until Ling Zhanyun had his face tied, and then opened the courtyard prohibition.

I saw that outside the courtyard, there was a monk dressed as a man, standing in front of the courtyard with Xuan Ziling and Lan Wanxi, and when he saw Wang Mo appearing, he bowed and retreated.

"Senior Sister Xuan, please. ”

Wang Mo stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Liu's qualifications are really amazing, I haven't seen him for a hundred years, and his cultivation has made an amazing breakthrough again. ”

Xuan Ziling nodded with a smile and walked side by side with him, his beautiful eyes full of appreciation.

Thinking that back then in Purple Cloud City, the other party was only a god cultivator, and now it has only been two hundred years, and now that he has reached the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm, it is really unbelievable.

Lan Wanxi, who was behind her, was even more shocked when she heard this, she had never felt a trace of pressure from Wang Mo, but hearing her master's words, she was shocked.

In front of the two Jiazi, when he was rescued by Wang Mo, the cultivation revealed by the other party was only in the early stage of the Nirvana Realm, in other words, the other party only used two Jiazi to raise the cultivation to the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm.

This thought made her self-talking heart half cold.

"Purple Spirit. ”

When the three of them entered, Wang Mo closed the courtyard, and Ling Zhanyun got up to greet him, and his eyes were full of the shadow of Xuan Ziling.

"War clouds. ”

Xuan Ziling took a few steps forward, although the spirit battle cloud had transformed into a appearance, but the two had known each other for hundreds of years, and they were extremely familiar.

"Okay, okay, there will be time to catch up in the future. ”

Seeing that the two of them were like glue, with the meaning of endless words, Wang Mo smiled helplessly, "Senior Sister Xuan, Master Ling can promise to let you go to the Spirit Clan." ”

Hearing this, Ling Zhanyun's face tightened slightly, and his heart became even more nervous, staring at Xuan Ziling tightly.

"Agreed, this time Zi Ling really wants to thank Senior Brother Liu, if it weren't for the elixir you gave back then, the family teacher would not be as good as ever, and my Haotian Sect would be in a big disaster. ”

Xuan Ziling showed gratitude, and said that Ying Ying bowed.

"I can't do it. ”

Wang Mo hurriedly dodged away and waved his hand again and again, "This trip is entrusted by the clan emperor, Brother Ling has an old relationship with me, you will be my sister-in-law in the future, if you don't help, maybe the clan emperor will teach me a lesson." ”

"Giggles. ”

Xuan Ziling got up with a shy smile.

Ling Zhanyun got the answer he wanted, listening to Wang Mo's ridicule, he didn't mean to be angry at all, and secretly threw a look at Wang Mo that counted him as your acquaintance.

"Without further ado, let's go. ”

Wang Mo took a light breath and said to the three.

"Let's go, it's time to go back. ”

Ling Zhanyun and the others glanced at each other and nodded.

As a few people spoke, Wang Mo opened the courtyard prohibition and went straight to the main hall of the teleportation array in Yanyang City.

Half an hour later, the four of them came to the teleportation hall, in front of a separate building.

The people guarding this place are all extremely majestic, and there is even a leading old man, who has the power of the Dao of the Spirit Void Realm.

"Purple Spirit sees the process, Senior Brother. ”

As soon as he saw this old man, Xuan Ziling stepped forward and saluted.

"Senior Sister Xuan, you are here. ”

A trace of suspicion flashed in the old man's eyes, this is where the interstate teleportation array is located, as far as he knows, the sect is closed to the mountain, but the mountain gate has not yet been opened.

"On the orders of the Master, go"

Xuan Ziling flipped his wrist and took out a blue-cyan spirit talisman like raindrops, and then put it away, and in the end, he actually used his divine sense to transmit sound.

"Ancestral Decree. ”

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned sideways without hesitation: "Senior sister, please, everyone." ”

Although he was surprised by Ling Zhanyun's cultivation, Xuan Ziling was holding the spirit talisman of Kunyu Ancestor, and he didn't dare to disobey, and immediately led the four of them to the main hall.

But at this moment, a majestic coercion suddenly flashed in the void, the heavens and the earth instantly changed color, and between the wind and clouds dancing, a strange vortex suddenly appeared above the Burning Sun City, and the inhuman coercion was emanating from it.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's sideways, and he cultivated as a weak, and under this coercion, he even crawled straight to the ground.

"Dao Spirit Immortal Master. ”

Those who can teleport so easily, except for the Dao Spirit Immortal Master who can resist the rules of heaven and earth, there is no other candidate.

At the same time, in the whirlpool in the void, a gray old man figure had already walked out, it was the ancestor of the Kunluo Sect, Chang Kun Immortal Master.

With such a big movement, all the living beings in the entire city sensed it, even if it was under the protection of the large array, it was clearly felt.

That is the suppression of cultivation, the tremor of the soul, this is no longer a level of life.

"Kun Luo Zong, Chang Kun Immortal Master. ”

The four people who were about to enter the main hall suddenly looked up, and Xuan Ziling exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, the Chang Kun Immortal Master, who had walked out of the whirlpool, fell towards Yanyang City in a flash, looking at its direction, it was the location of the teleportation array.

"Not good. ”

Ling Zhanyun and Xuan Ziling glanced at each other, both seeing the uneasiness in each other's eyes.

With their cultivation, although they couldn't detect the intentions of such a strong person, there was a faint sense that the other party was coming at them.

But if you want to inspire the teleportation array to leave, you must at least have a cup of tea to prepare time, otherwise you can't leave at all.

But with Chang Kun's Immortal Master's cultivation, even if they used the Great Array of Yanyang City to block it with all their might, they would not be able to stop its impact, not to mention that they didn't have time to contact the City Lord to open the Great Array.

"Chang Daoyou came to my Haotian Sect Yanyang City, why didn't you say hello to my little sister. ”

Suddenly, ripples rippled in the void, and a vortex emerged, from which a light blue figure flashed, and the elegance was peerless enough to describe its aura, and the words spread through the entire void in a crisp voice.

"Senior Sister Kunyu, the injury is fully healed, congratulations, the old man is here to congratulate the senior sister. ”

Looking at the gentle female cultivator who was blocking the way, Chang Kun's pupils shrank, and he said with a smile on his face.

"Since Chang Daoyou is here to congratulate, then please. ”

Kunyu Immortal Master led lightly with his bare hands, blocking the other party's way.

"Master. ”

The moment he saw that shadow, Xuan Ziling let out a pleasant surprise.

Ling Zhanyun and Wang Mo glanced at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, there was a Kunyu Immortal Master of the same level as Chang Kun, even if this Chang Kun intended to find trouble, he would naturally be safe.

"Yes, please. ”

Chang Kun glanced at her deeply, glanced down without a trace, and walked away together.

"Let's go, the master has sent me a message, let's leave the city quickly. ”

Xuan Ziling took a deep breath and said to a few people.

As he spoke, under the guidance of the old man surnamed Cheng, he entered the main hall one after another

Time flies, and most of the months have passed.

In the Imperial City of the Spirit Wing Clan, several figures walked together, and the two shadows in it kept looking at the various Spirit Clans around them, as if they were quite curious about everything.

The surrounding spirit clans are also extremely interested in these two Zhongtiandi Lingxiu women.

But when they saw one of them, they all restrained their ill-intentioned thoughts and got out of the way.

Because, that person is Ling Zhanyun, and in his original appearance, the sides of his hair and temples are exposed, revealing sequin golden sideburns.

"In my early years, I heard that the Spirit Race is a race of all races, and I couldn't imagine so many strange things. ”

Xuan Ziling exclaimed.

"Zi Ling, don't worry, I will definitely take you to the Spirit Clan in the future. ”

Ling Zhanyun gently pulled Xuan Ziling's wrist, like glue.

This scene fell in Wang Mo's eyes, and he secretly pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was holding back a smile and turned his head.

Lan Wanxi, who has always paid attention to Wang Mo, can see it clearly, it is a trace of 'bad smile', but how can such a thing be used.

"Hmph, so daring. ”

Suddenly, Ling Zhanyun's eyes flashed with anger, and he scoldly reprimanded.

"What's wrong. ”

Xuan Ziling knew that this was not for her, and frowned slightly.

"Brother Ling, don't delay, go straight back to the palace. ”

Wang Mo glanced around, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

He had been to the Imperial City once back then, and he had some understanding of the procedures for the Lingyi Clan's royal family to inherit the unification, so he naturally knew about the power struggle.

As far as he was concerned, if such a matter hadn't involved Ling Zhanyun, he would have already been hiding far away, and even if it was related to Ling Zhanyun, he didn't want to interfere too much, after all, it was someone else's family matter.

This time, he went to the human race and persuaded Ling Zhanyun to return, most likely because Ling Qianrong was too powerful to refuse at all.

"Let's go. ”

The original good mood was completely annoyed by the prying eyes around him, and Ling Zhanyun had a little more gloom on his face, so he pulled Xuan Ziling and walked straight forward, and took out a jade slip, and sent in the slightest news.

Half an hour later, the four of them marched in front of a majestic complex, and at this moment, there was already a large group of Spiritwing Clan monks in bright armor, standing in front of the palace and waiting.

The leader is the spirit of Wuyan, who had a relationship with Wang Mo back then.

"When you see this prince, why don't you worship. ”

Seeing that these people were still standing upright, not moved at all by their arrival, Ling Zhanyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly.

He was not a person who paid too much attention to his identity, especially at this time, his lover and friends were on his side, but his identity as the prince of the clan, and being so idle in front of the clan made him angry in his heart.

Especially thinking about it, Wang Mo once said to him that Ling Wuxing brought him here back then and was interrogated by the people in front of him, not to mention that the two did not belong to the same front.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I have been out for a thousand years and finally returned, I am gratifying and congratulating, why didn't I let anyone go to answer it,"

The corners of Ling Wuya's mouth curled slightly, and he waved his big hand, but he didn't answer directly.

With a wave of his hand, the brightly clad monks stepped out of the way.

"Hmph"

Ling Zhanyun snorted coldly, and wanted to have a seizure, but after being gently pulled down by Xuan Ziling, he immediately led the three of them inside.

This time, Ling Wuya didn't say anything to interrogate, but his eyes were on Xuan Ziling and Wang Mo, constantly patrolling back and forth, his eyes flashing with different colors, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xuan Ziling, as a powerhouse of the Spirit Void Realm, although he was photographed by these fierce battle armor monks, he did not change color at all, and he dealt with it calmly.

Wang Mo has already experienced it once, killing in his own life, these are naturally nothing, not to mention that Ling Zhanyun, who was originally the prince of the Spirit Wing Clan, is destined for his achievements in the bloodline, as long as he does not fall, he will always crush these people.

Only Lan Wanxi, whose cultivation is slightly weaker, and her own life has been smooth, for these faintly existing murderous aura, her breathing is slightly short, and her little face is pale.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the four of them to enter the palace hall together, and several maids came to answer them and took them all the way to the courtyard where Wang Mo had been.