Qiu Yeyu kept hinting at himself, he didn't want to think about it further, he tried his best to suppress the fluctuations in his heart, but the surprise in his expression still couldn't hide it well.

"Uncle Junior, are you okay?" The five people who had been standing next to him for a long time suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the mature young man among them stared at Qiu Yeyu for a while, and then said, "Is there something wrong, seeing that your face is not very good?"

Qiu Yeyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became unusually cold, but he didn't answer anything. However, at this time, his face was already so pale, and he was a little panting between breaths, I don't know if it was because the vitality was excessively depleted in Fang Cai's spell casting, or because his mind was fluctuating too intensely.

It has not been a reply from Qiu Yeyu for a long time, and the mature young man is inevitably embarrassed, but it is not easy to express his dissatisfaction, after all, Qiu Yeyu is still a generation more than him in terms of seniority, and they can only stand there silently waiting for him.

After a moment of silence, Qiu Yeyu's gaze moved up to the place where the flagpole stood. He looked up, the narrowed and cold expression gradually eased, and after a while, he fell into contemplation again, and the faint sorrow between his eyebrows was a little difficult to solve.

The five people around saw it clearly, muttering in their hearts, silently watching Qiu Yeyu's behavior change one by one.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qiu Yeyu stood up, the white robe on his body fluttered in the wind, and his slightly thin body had a feeling of weakness in the cold wind.

However, the five people around them didn't think so, and they clearly felt a soft spiritual pressure coming from where Qiu Yeyu was. Although they didn't know what he was going to do, they all had a vague premonition.

"Trouble all senior brothers to go to Mengxian and Qiong's seniors first!" Qiu Yeyu still stared at the flagpole intently, and said a gentle word.

Everyone was strange for a while, but it was only a slight hesitation, after all, Qiu Yeyu was in the way of identity. It's not good to disobey him. Less than half a cup of tea later, the five rays of light multiplier set up the light and flew away from the crowd in front of them.

When everyone left, Qiu Yeyu suddenly turned his head to look at the crowd in front of the bow.

After a moment of silence, his wrist suddenly rose, and the pink token in the palm of his hand turned into a five-colored shape, and twelve five-colored rays of light waved above the token. It's as gorgeous as a streamer.

With the passage of time, these twelve rays of light gradually condensed and turned into twelve five-color flags, and the brilliance flickered like an entity.

Qiu Yeyu raised the token in his hand, and the twelve five-colored flags flew up, shooting straight towards the flagpole, and disappeared into the flagpole without exception in the blink of an eye.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the dilapidated flagpole was full of glory, and colorful spiritual light emerged. A rune-strewn disc appeared in mid-air, swirling and falling downward.

The disc-shaped graphics grew larger and larger, and dense runes of various colors gushed out like springs, like a flood bursting the embankment rushing in all directions.

Just as this plate landed, the huge hull of the Heavenly Moon Holy Ship had been submerged by those colorful runes, and even in the daytime, it did not reduce his elegance in the slightest, which was fascinating.

The fifty or sixty people who stayed not far from the ship also quickly noticed the change, and couldn't help but stop talking. Turning his gaze to the location of the holy ship.

"Xian'er, this is ...... Do you know what's going on?" Qiong Xiang suddenly turned her gaze to the six people beside her. In the end, he returned his gaze to the place where the holy ship was, but asked in confusion.

"I don't know, the Tianyue Holy Boat is a holy relic of our Tianyue Sect, and Xian'er doesn't know much!" Ni Mengxian stared silently for a long time, but he didn't know, and he was also worried in his heart, and shook his head.

"Hmm!" Qiong Xiang nodded silently. Look behind you.

At this time, behind Qiong Xiang and the seven of them, fifty figures were also curiously looking at the changes in the huge spaceship, and their attention seemed to be attracted to the past.

"Brother Mu Xin, have the people of each sect reached the whole house?"

Seeing that the dozens of people in front of him were all fiery, they all seemed to have a little longing for the Heavenly Moon Holy Ship. Qiong Xiang's gorgeous eyes couldn't help but flash a little disgust. While secretly scolding the insatiable greed in his heart, he politely shouted out the middle-aged Taoist who was standing in front of the crowd two or three feet in front of him, leading the topic elsewhere, trying to draw their attention elsewhere.

The Taoist is dressed in a moon-white robe, his slender limbs look very thin at first glance, and a long beard can almost hide his tender white neck. He held the dust whisk in his hand, and he looked like a fairy wind bone.

After hearing Qiong Xiang's words, the middle-aged Taoist couldn't help laughing, as if he was in a good mood, and held the orchid finger in his hand and bowed slightly: "Don't worry, Master Qiong, although all the sects have not yet arrived, they have also come." In addition to the Tianyue Sect and our Tianxin Sect here, the Ten Great Sects also have the Junyan Sect that guards this place with me, the Yushi Sect that just arrived a few days ago, and the Huangyun Sect who came over yesterday, I believe that our five major sects can also resist the unknown monster, right? Not to mention that there are six other sects, and they have also sent first-class masters. ”

"I see, that's ......"

Just as Qiong Xiang bowed her hand slightly, and wanted to inquire about the recent situation of the Absolute Immortal Valley, a series of string music suddenly came from behind, and she couldn't help but suddenly turn her head back with a jump in her heart, and the words that were halfway through the words also stopped.

In this vast mid-air, everyone's eyes were drawn by the Heavenly Moon Holy Ship. It can be said that Ni Mengxian is the most nervous among these people, and among all the people, she is the only one who is closest to Qiu Yeyu.

I saw that in the sky ahead, the Heavenly Moon Holy Ship gradually became crystal clear under the colorful light, and slowly shrank in the strings of the piano music.

"Niece Mengxian Xian, is there something happening on the Tianyue Holy Ship, there won't be an accident, right?" The middle-aged Daoist's eyes flashed, and he stared closely for a long time, worried.

"Master Mu Xin, please rest assured, the Tianyue Holy Ship is the treasure of my Tianyue Sect, and it won't be so easy to get into trouble!"

Although Ni Mengxian was anxious in her heart, although the holy ship surrounded by five-colored light had been submerged by the huge spiritual pressure, she still faintly felt Qiu Yeyu's familiar and soft aura. Although I don't know if it's just an illusion, the feeling of warmth is deeply planted in my heart, and I can't help but be slightly stunned.

"Hmm!" Mu Xindao nodded thoughtfully, he flicked his long beard lightly, and replied lightly.

The strings are still the same, gradually becoming more and more urgent, the softness gradually fades, and the waves sweep in.

Qiong Xiang couldn't help frowning after listening for a while, turned her head to look at Ni Mengxian, and then asked in a crisp voice: "Xian'er, this is the plum blossom Lingyin, Yeyu is a member of the Tiangan Sect?"

"I don't know about this fairy, but according to him, he grew up in the secluded valley of the Eastern Yasukuni, so he shouldn't be the descendant of their Xianxia Valley, right?" Ni Mengxian frowned slightly, but also answered Qiong Xiang's doubts truthfully.

Qiong Xiangxiu raised her hand, holding her beautiful jaw and groaning, as if she remembered something, and said lightly: "Well, it must be ......"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, his eyes jumped and he looked a little excited, and muttered, "Could it be Uncle Qiu's descendant?"

Although Ni Mengxian felt strange, Qiong Xiang's self-talking words were still clearly heard in her ears, but she didn't dare to ask anything else, after all, this was not the time to get to the bottom of it, and the worry about Qiu Yeyu in her heart deepened with the sudden sound of the piano and the shrinking of the Tianyue Holy Ship.

"Lord Qiong, niece of Meng Xianxian, something seems to have happened to your sect's Tianyue Holy Ship, do we need to go over and investigate it in case of accidents?"

Qiong Xiang raised her eyebrows vigilantly, although the person with his back to the back could not see the other party's expression, but he still heard a little longing from the other party's words.

Although the other party may not be greedy, this kind of thing related to a secret, even the slightest bit of it cannot be shown in front of others. Qiong Xiang was silent for a long time, as if she was contemplating.

Suddenly, Qiong Xiang glanced at Ni Mengxian, her eyes flickered from side to side, but she didn't say anything.

Ni Mengxian suddenly understood, and after a while, she took a deep breath and turned around, arching her hand and said, "Senior Uncle Mu Xin is worried, the Tianyue Holy Boat is actually not bad, and it does take a little time to put away the Holy Boat with the mana of the junior brother." Shall we wait?" (To be continued......)