The sky had completely darkened at this moment, and Yi Yunfei originally wanted to rush to the Yunlan Sect as quickly as possible to solve the last trouble. The three major sects that attacked the mountain gate of Yiyun Sect that day, now that the Jinyang Sect has disappeared, the Miyue Sect is no longer worried, and only the Yunlan Sect, which was wiped out most of its combat power in the Battle of Eagle Absolute Gorge, is left.

It's just that after dark, the road is difficult to walk, and most of the monsters in the mountains move frequently at night, so in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, the group still decided to sleep out for one night before setting off. The disciples of Yi Yun Sect were extremely excited, although the camp had been taken care of early, they couldn't sleep one by one.

Yi Yunfei was also excited, commanding the Golden Tiger Guard and the Red Flame Guard to divide into two teams, imitating the duet between the two teams during military training in the previous life. This novel gameplay also made everyone excited, and the team sang a song loudly.

Most of the songs and tunes in this world are similar to the Xintianyou in northern Shaanxi in Yi Yunfei's memory, desolate and long, and the lyrics are not the kind of vernacular, some obscure and difficult to understand. My heart moved, and I suddenly thought, does Yi Yunzong also want a sect song or something.

"Yi Yun, Yi Yun

How many heroes and heroes have come to admire you

Yiyun, Yiyun

How many magical stories are telling you everywhere

Superb martial arts

Unique

Yi Yunzong shook all directions

A long history

A long history

Yi Yunzong has a brilliant reputation

A thousand-year-old sect

Mysterious place

Songshan Valley

Everybody yearns for it

The homeland of heroes

Charming place

Famous all over the world

Forever

Yiyun!Yiyun!Yiyun!"

Hearing Yi Yunfei's softly humming song, almost everyone stopped, this song is the theme song of a very old movie "Shaolin Temple" that Yi Yunfei had watched, the lyrics are easy to understand, popular, and magnificent.

Yi Yunfei didn't bother to make up any songs, and when this song sounded, he simply changed the word "Shaolin" in the song to "Yi Yun", and the other lyrics and songs did not make any changes. A song that is completely different from this world, but it feels so smooth and resonant, when Yi Yunfei sang it for the second time, many people already sang it softly, and slowly, more and more people followed the harmony, and in the end, it had become a chorus of more than 200 people.

"Unparalleled in the world, Yi Yunzong is powerful in all directions!"

"Famous all over the world, eternal and famous!"

Everyone in Yi Yunzong was agitated, their eyes flashed with this inexplicable look, their eyes looked at Yi Yunfei, and when they saw his deep gaze, they felt a burst of pride in their hearts. All of this is brought to them by the boy in front of them, and they believe that this magical boy will bring them more and more miracles.

It was jubilant until late at night, the group fell asleep, the sky was light, and without waiting for anyone to greet them, all the disciples were all dressed neatly, singing the songs they had studied last night in a neat voice, and quickly marched along the road in the direction of Yunlan Sect.

"Yi Yun, Yi Yun,

How many heroes and heroes have come to admire you.

Yi Yun, Yi Yun,

How many magical stories are telling you everywhere. ”

The high singing voice swayed all the way, and the people of Yi Yunzong advanced rapidly, and in just one day, they had already learned from the captured mouth that they were only more than thirty miles away from Yunlan Sect. Li Hu and Zhao Yu, for the sake of prudence, everyone stopped again to rest for an hour before moving towards the sect of Yunlan Sect step by step.

Seeing that everyone was not carried away by successive victories, and did not relax in the face of the enemy, Yi Yunfei was also happy in his heart, and extremely proud, all of this was created by him, and every step forward of this sect was built by him. In another world, he is just a high school student, and if he hadn't crossed over, he might have been drinking and fighting outside at the moment, surfing the Internet all night. And what a magical sect he created, it was this magical world that created him, and no one can say clearly the cause and effect.

The mountain gate where the Yunlan Sect is located, called Changwu Mountain, this is a huge mountain range, stretching for three hundred miles, the mountains are lush and green, from time to time there are beasts singing and birds calling, the Yunlan Sect has been established again for hundreds of years, and has already strangled and driven away the demon beasts near the mountain range, and the location of the sect is the position of the dragon-like mountain leader.

The place is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the two mountains stand side by side, like the horns of a giant dragon standing on the highest part of the mountain, and although this section of the road is only a short thirty miles, it is quite precipitous.

The location of the mountain gate is naturally guarded by disciples, at the beginning, I saw the figure flickering, and I didn't see it clearly in the evening, I just thought that the team led by Yin Haotian won and returned, and I was really happy for a while, but when the crowd approached, I found that there was a murderous aura, and there was no familiar face, which meant that something was wrong.

However, it was too late to realize at this time, Li Hu and Zhao Yu rushed to the front of these disciples guarding the mountain gate in three or two steps, waved their fists, and in a moment, several people were beaten and their bones were broken, and they could no longer make any sound, and the remaining two disciples were already paralyzed on the ground in fright.

"Lead the way!" Li Hu and Zhao Yu also rarely killed those disciples, these people were only in the realm of the pulse, there was no threat, they just glanced coldly at the two disciples who were scared and paralyzed, and said lightly.

The two disciples shook their heads desperately, and said in a trembling tone: "Please spare me, the old ancestor is still on the mountain, if we take you up the mountain, not only will you be killed by the old ancestor, but we will not be able to escape!"

The two disciples were already frightened, tears, snot, cold sweat, their heads were all over their faces, and their whole bodies were trembling.

"So afraid of your old ancestor, what kind of cultivation is he?" Yi Yunfei also walked over slowly, frowned slightly, and lowered his head and asked. The existence of being able to be revered as a god by the entire sect definitely has something extraordinary about him, and he intuitively feels that this line of work may not be as smooth as he imagined.

"I don't know, don't ask me. Sect Master, his old man, can't get out of a single round under the hands of the Old Ancestor!" Everyone in the Yi Yun Sect smelled a foul smell and couldn't help frowning, even the disciples of the Yunlan Sect in front of them were actually frightened and incontinent.

Although he has not officially fought with Yin Haotian, through the news obtained by interrogating the prisoners of An Xi when he was in the sect, this Yin Haotian should be a cultivator who has entered the fifth layer of Xuan, and he can make Yin Haotian unable to get out of a round of cultivation, Yi Yunfei didn't dare to imagine it, and what vaguely flashed in his mind was the word [Tongxuan].

"Sect Master, what should I do?" Seeing that Yi Yunfei's face was a little ugly, Li Hu turned around and asked.

"Stun them, let's continue up the mountain!" Yi Yunfei gritted his teeth and said in a low voice. At this moment, there is no way to retreat, risk death, maybe there is still some hope, and if you retreat rashly, Yi Yunzong will really be doomed. Killing so many disciples and grandchildren of this old man, a master of the Xuan Dynasty retaliated, and it was not possible to hide in a place like Flame Sky Mountain.

Zhao Yu waved his hand, and several disciples of the Red Flame Guard knocked these gatekeepers to the ground with a wave of their hands, Yi Yunfei walked in front with his feet raised, leading everyone up the stone steps one level at a time, his face was sinking like water, and his palms were also full of sweat, he had already overestimated the strength of Yunlan Sect, what kind of old ancestor, and felt that the highest was the cultivation of the peak of [Entering Xuan], and even if he couldn't beat him alone, he would have the strength to form a three-talent formation with Li Hu and Zhao Yu.

Unexpectedly, through the news obtained by the disciple of the gatekeeper, this old guy is likely to be the cultivation of [Tongxuan], to be honest, he is also a little apprehensive in his heart, this trip is already unpredictable.

"Tongxuan, it is said that the invisible sword qi of the Tongxuan realm is already in a circle, coming and going without a trace, and it can be killed with a wave of the hand of people below this realm. However, this old man is so cultivated, he is actually nested in this seventh-level sect, and he should not have gone far in the realm of Tongxuan. Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, I don't believe that I inexplicably crossed into this world and died in this place so simply. Fight!" Yi Yunfei's mind turned, and he quickly adjusted his mentality, his steps were resolute, and his face was solemn and he walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.