After meditating in the secret room of Yuntian Pavilion for five days, Lei Xiaoyao, whose soul had recovered, did not go to the auction again, but drove the retreat straight out of the city.

The outside world is dancing with dragons and snakes, and the mountains reflect the snow, just like a solemn print. The continuous mountain peaks are scattered and stacked, and the forests are dense, competing with each other to win, like a majestic and magnificent ink painting.

As far as the eye can see, there is a strange picture scroll in front of you, with layers of mountains stretching endlessly into the distance, and the outline of each layer is clear and distinct. The color of the mountains ranges from black and green to sky blue, and at the end of the line of sight, the lightest layer of color blends into the clear sky, and the clouds and mountains are vast, which is refreshing.

The distant mountains are continuous, just like a long dragon flying to the sky, looking at it over there, the mountains overlap, the peaks are piled up, like the waves rushing, the waves are empty. The colors of the mountains are some blue, some green, some gray-brown, some dark purple, some grass, some are covered with green, some are full of pine forests, and some are full of red flowers. The style of the mountains also seems to be different, some are majestic, some are handsome, some are quiet, some are vigorous, some are imposing in the sun, and some are faintly ethereal in the mist. Each of them has its own temperament and character, which makes you awe-struck, lingers, adores, and overfalls you.

The green mountains stretch for thousands of miles and the blue sea, the green water ripples and sparkles, the spring water dingdong does not know how much time is sent away, and the colorful earth carries hundreds of millions of living beings.

The long river is mighty, rolling and surging, the waves are connected, and thousands of miles are rushing. It breaks through the canyon, cuts through the wilderness, reflects the void, and carries the years. Sometimes it's like crying, sometimes it's like roaring,

Plunging headlong into the forest, the dense canopy of trees shades the sky and the sun, making people feel cool and comfortable. The green sky, the green ground, and the green light seem to be green even the aura.

There are many vulgar people, still men and women weave, and the hawkers and giants are running back and forth, but the most relaxed are innocent children with crisp laughter.

The chaotic world may have been so unrestrained at the beginning, but later it became as beautiful and chaotic as it is today. After two hours of flying, countless villages, farmlands and towns were left behind by him, and dozens of escapes also flew in the direction of Rongyuan City from a distance.

At the wrong moment, countless eyes swept by, and he keenly felt that there was happiness, schadenfreude, and pity in those eyes, and there were also three or five sympathies and solemnity. Without exception, they all regarded him as an outer, like watching a defeated beast.

did not return with a full load or become famous, and the winner never left the city, because once he met a well-informed person, so-and-so was eliminated from the game and immediately spread throughout the Xiaoqi God Realm. Thousands of monks are watching the once-in-a-century event, and negative news is undoubtedly a fatal blow to those who love to compete for fame and fortune.

Lei Xiaoyao likes this kind of gaze, because the loser will be regarded as a cloud of the past, which will soon be faded and forgotten, but become a kind of protection. Now the most tangled thing for him is which game to advance to which one can be just right, not only without touching the reverse scales of the super clan, but also making a steady profit, and at the same time deterring those guys who are still buzzing because of their own strength.

"Huh? That's weird. Lei Xiaoyao suddenly stopped and looked at the sky on the left with a strange expression. Seven hundred miles away, on a big mountain with flowers halfway up, three figures stood in a triangular shape. Two of them are in outstanding shape, one is wearing a pink white silk shirt and light green rune shorts. The other was dressed in a rose-red silk robe, tied with a blue ribbon around her waist, with only a flower bun on the top of her head, and her hair flying down like a waterfall and fluttering in the wind.

It's just that the originally beautiful scenery was completely destroyed by another person, a reckless man with a height of seven feet. The head is wide and the forehead is shining, the purple face is full of red stubble, and the eyes are blue with a wide nose and a big mouth. The upper body is only coarse cloth and a short shirt, the two arms are like small trees, and the black trousers that hang down to the bare feet are embroidered with two three-headed monster snakes.

The two women corrected their thick eyebrows and angry eyes, staring at the reckless man with a sinister face, and the reckless man smiled disapprovingly. The spiritual pressure that came out of the body staggered the flowers and plants, and he was actually the peak monk of the late Jindan period.

"Our Han Mang Clan is also one of the ten super clans, and although our status is second only to the Tianxuan Clan, we are also among the top five with the Wolong Clan and the Spirit Clan. Although there is a conflict with the séance clan, the elders of the clan also hope to turn the conflict into a jade silk. I have heard the name of Lingdao friends for a long time, Han has long been in love, and today I see that it is really as beautiful as a fairy, and even Shui Dao friends are also full of people who never get tired of looking at it. As long as the spiritual friends are willing to accept my proposal, the dark clouds in the sky between the two clans will suddenly dissipate, and after forming an alliance, they will suddenly be proud of the entire interface. If the friends of the water channel also have this intention, under the joint efforts of the three clans, the other big clans will also bow down. ”

"Good words have been said twice, why should the two Taoist friends be angry, although I look a little indecent, but the heart of the beautiful woman is also very gentle. ...... the two beauties fall to the bottom?"

"Sigh——! it's just a three-headed ** snake, Tian shamelessly praises himself as a cold python, you are not in the city waiting for the game, but you sent someone to secretly follow us and come here to entangle. There is no one in the super clan who you don't know shamelessly. As descendants of the True Spirit, we will only be in the company of a few clowns. ”

"What Lingyun said is extremely true, even if the uncle who leads the clan knows that we have taken a look at you, we will be confined in the clan for several years. If you continue to entangle, you can't afford to take the blame for the big clan disputes, and don't forget the rules prohibiting provocation and fighting between the Great Wars of the Emperor Fu. ”

"You don't listen to good words and persuasion, but repeatedly insult, Han Mou, as a descendant of the ancestors, has lost all his great face, do you really think that you two races can't succeed? Those stinky fart rules are all set for the weak, although the predecessors of our Han Python Clan's Ning Infant Realm are one less than your two clans, but there are four more Jindan Realm peak monks who have awakened and inherited the supernatural powers. In just a few decades, it will be clear who is weak and who is strong, and the races that have no successors should not take the word super on their faces. Even if the two of them were injured today, they all relied on their own abilities. ”

"How dare you ......!"

"It's so presumptuous!"

"Two ladies, don't wait in the city to be husbands, what are you doing in this barren mountain and wilderness?

A hoarse voice resounded through the scene, and a young man with a face as white as jade galloped over the light.

"Hey, where did you come from......? Huh, is that you?" Ling Yun immediately scolded angrily, but found that the person who came was handsome, and the dantian qi was blurry, and his eyes immediately flashed and his anger turned to joy.

"Who is he? insult me at the exit, do you know?" Shui Qingqing's face was ugly, and she asked Lingyun in a secret language.

"Stupid, here's a savior. ”