Yan Yue cast a hidden spirit into the void, and at the same time, his divine sense paid attention to his back and flew forward.

During the flight, Yunyang Ancestor's impatient inquiry voice came, "You kid...... No, Kongshan senior, no, no, no, immortal master, you are really an apprentice of the immortals?"

It was precisely because of the fear of being wrathed by the immortals that the ancestor of Yunyang had not dared to take the aura of the little stone before, but he did not expect that this boy possessed by a real person in the empty mountain was actually a descendant of the immortals.

I think it's too bizarre.

He is in Yunyang Sect, but he has been cultivating for two years, when did he worship immortals as teachers?

When Yan Yue heard the words, he quickly thought of the question of unreasonable time, but he took the initiative to explain the matter, but instead seemed deliberate, and only glanced at the Yunyang Ancestor in the sword lightly, and didn't bother to answer at all.

At the same time, the spiritual power probed into the gourd space and asked the fairy on the fairy face jade plate about a question about the hidden gods.

Lan Yue Xinyu in Xiannong Valley suddenly received a message from Yan Yue, and was slightly stunned, hasn't he learned to hide his mind, how can he not understand?

Since the sect has already taught him, it is nothing to answer again.

Yan Yue received the message back, and placed the Immortal Yan Jade Plate on the side of the Creation Divine Sword, contemplating it.

The Yunyang Ancestor in the sword glanced at him, and he was shocked.

I only heard Yan Yue mutter: "The immortal method is too mysterious, I have to go back to the valley and ask the teacher sister in person......"

Yunyang Ancestor secretly guessed, combined with the mysterious immortal method he saw, and the identity nameplate that Yan Yue took out earlier, he felt that Yan Yue might really be an immortal heir.

The half-step primordial god of Kongshan Zhenren, more than ten years ago, did not succeed in taking away Yan Yue, who was still a child, and his soul must have something special, so it will be valued by the immortals.

In this case, can you also follow the fairy fate?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Immortal Master senior, can Xiaomin worship under the Immortal Sect?"

Yan Yue looked at Yunyang Ancestor's expectant eyes, didn't want to hit him, and comforted: "If you are my magic weapon and spirit, you naturally belong to the Immortal Gate." ”

In order to protect himself, Yan Yue used to pretend to be the body of the water spirit, the master disciple of the Yuan Baby, etc., but today's identity of this immortal heir is not really pretended.

I learned the fairy law from the fairy, and speaking of which, I am really a descendant of the immortals.

As for whether Shizun is a fairy father or a fairy, there is not much difference.

was secretly grateful to the fairy for saving his life again, and suddenly a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart, this sense of crisis was so strong, he had never encountered it in his life, from the underworld.

The outgoing divine consciousness was quickly swept away, and the source of the sense of crisis was not found.

At the moment, I didn't have time to think about it, the true element of the body protection instantly lit up, and all kinds of magic weapons were sacrificed, surrounding the body, holding the Xuantie rod in one hand and the Creation Divine Sword in the other, stopping and quickly searching the surroundings with divine sense and naked eyes.

Suddenly, a few miles away, a star of essence lit up from behind a mountain peak.

Before Yan Yue could see what the essence was, the essence was already there.

All kinds of magic weapons around the body turned into annihilation powder when they landed, and the true element of the body protection directly collapsed.

The power of the essence did not decrease for half a point, and shot straight towards Yan Yue's head.

The essence came too quickly, Yan Yue didn't have time to think about it, and the dark iron rod blocked the top of his head.

The Star Axe, the predecessor of the Dark Iron Rod, was originally an ancient treasure of ninety-eight veins, which was not only highly spiritual, but also extremely hard in texture.

The essence that caused all the magic weapons to turn into powder failed to shatter the dark iron rod.

The impact is huge, but it can't be erased.

A figure streaked across the sky and flew diagonally.

Rumble!

The figure fell straight into the primeval jungle below, and the birds were startled.

In the sky, the essence paused, but it was a long sword, and the long sword seemed to have a human skin attached to it, and the human skin gradually changed, and he stood up and became a monk.

The monk looked down, his expression slightly surprised, "Not dead?"

The divine sense scanned, but there was no figure within the scope of the divine sense, and the heart was not good, so he immediately went to the dense forest.

"Running so fast?" searched with the naked eye, only to see the broken trees, and around, there was no half of a figure.

His gaze turned for a while, and he stepped on the flying sword, and quickly chased in one direction.

"Yuan Baby!"

This was the first thought that came to Yan Yue's mind when he was struck down by a sword.

The second thought was "Run!"

didn't care about the injuries on his body, he immediately changed his spiritual power, cultivation, appearance, and age, and fled in one direction like a lifeless.

Knowing that he might not be able to escape from the Yuanying Monk, he escaped some distance, plunged headlong into a small river, and then plunged into the river wall like a dog.

That Yuanying Monk, whose divine sense could not detect it, did not do the act of observing the situation outside with his divine sense, restrained his breath, and lay down directly in the hole full of muddy water.

This is a few days of lying down.

A few days later, he crawled out of the hole in the ground again, came to the river, and observed the surface of the river with the naked eye.

quickly changed into a set of clean clothes, and released the ice that had been communicated in the gourd space, and the two of them slowly flew in one direction.

After flying for most of the day, except for the occasional Zhuji adventurer, there was no other figure in sight, looking ahead, and suddenly his pupils shrank violently.

A figure flew quickly on a flying sword, and when he saw a man and a woman in front of him, he stopped and looked at it with cold eyes.

The man's heart, the woman's refining qi, all aspects of the two, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Where did you two come from and where are you going?" asked the opening coldly.

Yan Yue and Bing Rong suddenly saw this sword-stepping monk blocking the way, seeing that his cultivation seemed to be a knot, they couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly hugged their fists and said: "The seniors, the juniors are from the Jinluo Sect, and they are about to return to the sect. ”

The sword-stepping monk, unable to see the change in mood between his expressions, suddenly asked, "What is the relationship between the two of you?"

Yan Yue's heart sea period, Bing Rong's qi refining period, whether it is a master or apprentice, or a brother and sister, it is not like it.

Hearing this question, the two couldn't help but be slightly shocked, this surprise quickly subsided, Yan Yue intentionally or unintentionally stopped Bing Rong behind him, and said respectfully: "Senior, this is the junior sister." ”

The sword-stepping monk sneered, noncommittal, ignoring the two of them, and left directly with the sword.

The people who knew the existence of Bing Rong were all dead, and there was an extra female cultivator with an ambiguous relationship by his side, which could prove that he was not the person the other party was looking for.

Yan Yue and Bing Rong were both colorless, and when the sword monk left, Bing Rong continued to maintain Qi refining and cultivation, played a certain role, flew beside Yan Yue, and asked, "Where did you provoke this Yuanying monk?"

The sword-stepping monk he encountered was the last person to arrive in the previous siege, and he was also the later attacker.

The cultivation shown by this person should be hidden, and the real cultivation is the Yuan Infant.

Yan Yue had never provoked the Yuanying Monk, his face was gloomy, and he wondered why this person wanted to hunt him down.

At that time, Yan Yue had already revealed the identity of the immortal heir, and this person's violent retreat was the most rapid, and until Yan Yue left, he still did not say anything to understand.

From this point of view, he should not have doubted the identity of Yan Yue's immortal descendant.

So, under such circumstances, why did he still hunt down the descendants of the immortals?

What is the reason why he doesn't even care about Xianwei?

Also, why didn't he just shoot at the right time?

Yan Yue has been thinking about these questions for the past few days.