For the outside world, more than a year has passed since the Lanyue Sect was destroyed, and the Qi State Xiuzhen Realm seems to have slowly forgotten about this matter, and it turns out that the Lanyue Sect's sphere of influence has also been divided between several small sects and the Xiuzhen family, but there is no force involved in the five peaks of Lanyue.

Still, there are people who are obsessed with it.

On this day, a white figure walked on the middle peak of the Lanyue Sect.

It was a white-clothed young man with a jade tree in the wind, and before that, he had traveled all over the other four peaks before finally coming to this middle peak.

Standing on the top of the middle peak, the young man in white looked at the rolling sea of clouds, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The mountain breeze blew his long hair, revealing his handsome face with a hint of sadness, he was the peerless pride of the Qiyang Sect, Ye Hao!

Ye Hao had just come out of the customs, and he came to Lanyue Sect for the first time.

At the time of Qingyun Tomb, Ye Hao's cultivation was already in the late stage of foundation building, and now he has gone one step further, reaching the great consummation of the foundation building period, half a step away from the end of the Dan.

Although Ye Hao is not a double foundation, he is also a natural asset, and he has reached such a height at a young age, and he is worthy of being the first day of the Qi country!

At such an age, with such cultivation, even compared with those Tianjiao in Datang, it is not too much.

Ye Hao looked at the sea of clouds in front of him and muttered.

"Brother Wang, are you still alive? It is a great blessing for a cultivator of my generation to have a confidant in his life, and it is also a great blessing to have a rival. And you are both a confidant and an opponent for me, if you are gone, it will be the biggest loss in my Ye Hao's life!"

Ye Hao paused, as if he sensed something, and his eyes suddenly showed a gleam.

"However, I don't believe that you will die so easily, in seven years, I will go to Datang to participate in the selection of the land of immortal ruins, and I hope to meet you then...... I will try to get married in these seven years, hopefully...... Don't let me down!"

After Ye Hao finished speaking, he turned around and floated away without looking back......

At the bottom of the Burial God Stream, Wang Xuan, who was cultivating, seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly opened his eyes......

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In the hall above the black plain in the extreme north of the Qingtian Continent, the Demon Clan's Venerable Lord Mo Tian was furious, sweeping the things above the table in front of him to the ground.

"Blood slave, you waste, I will give you more than 3,000 elites in the clan, but you can't even do this little thing, and the whole army is wiped out! If you die, you are lucky, if you don't die...... When I find you, I'll make your life worse than death!"

After venting, Mo Tian stared at a petite figure in front of him with big red eyes, and spoke hoarsely.

"Are you sure there is no trace of the Blood Slave?"

The petite figure said lightly: "I have been searching on the Burial God Stream for several months, and I really didn't feel a trace of the breath of a blood slave. As for the bottom of the funeral stream...... I've tried a few times, but with my cultivation, I can't get down at all......"

After hearing this, Motian frowned and remained silent.

After the petite figure finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "I advise you to give up, for that thing, too many people have died, and there are ...... among them My mother's ......."

Hearing this, Mo Tian raised his head, stared at the petite figure in front of him, and said hoarsely: "No! I have been waiting for tens of thousands of years, and I have already paid too much, and I am about to find it now, and I must not just give up......"

"For that thing I don't know if it's useful, you've become something I don't even know!

After the petite figure finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the main hall without looking back.

Mo Tian hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said softly: "Ying'er, your mother may not be dead yet, she may still be in the fairy ruins......

The woman known as Shadow paused when she heard this, and turned to look at Motian, her eyes revealing an inquiry.

Mo Tian was silent for a moment and then said softly: "Calculate the time, the immortal ruins are about to open...... If you want to go, I'll arrange a ...... for you."

The shadow glanced deeply at Motian, turned around and walked outside the main hall without saying a word, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Motian sighed lightly and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking......

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In the middle of the Qi country, there is a mountain thousands of miles away from the Lanyue Sect, called Yunlai Mountain, which is covered with clouds and mist all day long, and does not see the light of day.

In addition, this mountain is full of monsters and poisonous insects, and there are few people in ordinary times. But at this moment, two monks appeared in a hidden valley in Yunlai Mountain.

Both of them were wounded, and while looking around vigilantly, they kept shuttling through the weedy forest according to a certain route.

The two shuttled, and their figures flashed and disappeared at a mountain wall......

After a stick of incense, several streams of light shot out from outside the valley and stopped at the mountain wall where the two had disappeared.

When these streamers stopped, more than two dozen figures were revealed.

They were all dressed in black with a white spider embroidered on the hem. All of them are not weak, they are generally in the late stage of condensation, and there are three people in the early stage of foundation building, and the first one is even the peak of the foundation building period, and it is half a step away from the knot!

This is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a hooked nose and thin lips, and the whole person looks very gloomy.

This person turned his head and asked a young man beside him, "Lin Qing, are you sure that the remnants of the two Lanyue Sect escaped here and disappeared?"

When the young man named Lin Qing heard this, he hurriedly bowed down and said cautiously: "Uncle Qiqi Zuo, one of the two of them has a trace of my divine sense, and I can feel that they disappeared here. ”

The middle-aged monk surnamed Zuo nodded and said, "Okay! You have made a great contribution this time, and when you return to the sect, you will be rewarded!"

After speaking, he took out a transmission note, and after saying a few words, he shook his hand, and the transmission note flashed and disappeared......

After that, he patted the storage bag again, took out a formation map, and with a flick of his hand, the array went straight to the mountain wall in front of him, turning into a huge white spider web, firmly sealing the entire mountain wall.

After doing all this, the monk surnamed Zuo said coldly: "Now those remnants of the Moon Sect are already unable to fly, I have already notified the others, and when everyone else comes, we will kill them together, and we must kill them all!"

Everyone around him responded in unison.

After the monk finished speaking, he meditated with his eyes closed and waited to get up.

After a short while, the monk surnamed Zuo suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw that nearly 100 streamers shot out from outside the valley, and the fog in the valley was washed away a lot.

The speed of the nearly 100 streamers was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they came closer.

When the streamer dissipated, revealing the figure inside, a cursory look, there are more than 80 people, each of them is not weak, there are more than ten people in the early stage of the foundation, and the first one is also the peak of the foundation building period.

The first was a gray-haired old man in a brocade robe, with an expressionless face and a very arrogant look.

The monk surnamed Zuo stood up, hugged his fists without humility or arrogance, and said lightly: "Zuo Yan of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, I have seen Senior Han!"

The old man's face moved slightly, he smiled, and he also hugged his fists and said, "Elder Zuo doesn't need to be polite, the remnants of the Lanyue Sect are inside?"

Zuo Yan nodded, "Yes, there is a formation here, and the formation is where they are hiding." I've sealed this exit, and when the people from the Thousand Illusion Gate come, we'll kill it together!"

The old man surnamed Han was just about to speak, when he suddenly turned his head to look into the distance.

Zuo Yan also felt it in his heart and looked up.

I saw more than 100 streamers shooting in the distance, the speed was so fast, with the sound of whistling, and in a blink of an eye, I came close.

The streamer dissipated, revealing more than 100 figures, all of whom were women, except for the first one.

The first person was a young man dressed in white, handsome like a woman, with picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, if it weren't for the flat chest, others would have thought that this was a stunning beauty.

The handsome young man smiled slightly, hugged his fists at Zuo Yan and the old man surnamed Han, and said softly: "Thousand Illusion Gate Ling Fei, I have seen Senior Han, Senior Zuo ......"

The old man surnamed Han and Zuo Yan glanced at each other, and a thought flashed in their hearts at the same time, "Demon!"

After a few breaths, the two of them coughed dryly at the same time, "Virtuous nephew doesn't have to be polite......

Ling Fei smiled slightly, unimpressed, and continued, "Senior Zuo, the remnants of the Lanyue Sect are here?"

Zuo Yan nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, since we are all here, we will kill it......"

Ling Fei and the old man surnamed Han nodded, their eyes showing a cold glow......