Deng Jie had talked with the Ancestor, and according to what the Ancestor said, the cultivation of several Yuanying Ancestors of the Lin Yu Dynasty was similar to his own, only the cultivation of the Yuanying Ancestor of the Lin Yu Imperial Family was a small realm higher than them, so he guessed that this sword qi was definitely not issued by those Yuanying Ancestors. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, he was a little puzzled, because he had been outside the Purple Immortal Mountain, although the Purple Immortal Mountain was very large, but he was still clear how many people had entered the formation, and he had not found any suspicious people breaking into the formation at all!

"Could it be her?" Deng Jie muttered to himself, when the sword qi was issued, the moon shirt was in the Purple Immortal Mountain, and the sword qi disappeared, and she left after a while, so it was the most likely, but it was also the most unlikely, after all, her cultivation was really only in the late stage of Jindan, and he believed that he still had this eyesight.

I didn't understand, Deng Jie didn't think much about it, and sat quietly not far away, looking at Caiwu in a daze.

Soon, the night was low, the stars were twinkling, but Zixian Mountain was shrouded in colorful fog and the night sky was invisible, and it was pitch black.

At this time, Deng Jie got up, his consciousness was swept away, and he saw that there was no one else nearby, so he dodged into the formation, which was also peculiar in this formation, and it was still daytime, although the surrounding colored fog surrounded the sight and divine sense, but the three zhang in front of him could be seen clearly.

Deng Jie flew forward, his speed was not fast, and his eyes were full of vigilance, a fire snake suddenly burst out from behind him, and he hit the fire snake with a palm, which was instantly dispersed and dissipated into a colored mist.

"This attack is so ordinary, how did Jing Xuan die inside?" Deng Jie frowned and said to himself, he had already asked Qingyu, and he also knew how Jing Xuan died, and now seeing that the attack was so weak, he really couldn't figure it out.

Just when Deng Jie broke into the formation, Ning Lan, who was cultivating, had some understanding, and he frowned and muttered, "Is there still an end?"

After finishing speaking, his divine sense sank into his mind, and he also discovered the person in the array, but he didn't know Deng Jie, and naturally he didn't know his identity.

"It's really audacious, when this formation is vegetarian?" Ning Lan snorted coldly, and then manipulated the formation to attack.

A huge dragon head condensed by colorful mist suddenly appeared in front of Deng Jie, the color of the dragon head slowly changed, and finally turned into fiery red, and then the dragon head roared fiercely at Deng Jie, and the pillar formed by the flames killed him.

Deng Jie didn't dare to slack off, and dodged over, but as soon as he stopped, there was a pillar of fire.

After a few clicks, this space was filled with raging flames, and Deng Jie was surrounded by it, and several times he tried to break through, but was stopped by a huge dragon head.

Looking at more and more flames, Deng Jie's face was horrified, he finally knew why Jing Xuan died in the formation, here is isolated from the heaven and earth aura of the outside world, the true yuan cannot be replenished, once it is consumed, he can only drink hatred.

If there was no sword qi before, Deng Jie would still have a little arrogance and certainty, but that sword qi couldn't break through the formation, and he couldn't do it anymore, so he didn't resist, but stood in the void, facing the direction of Zixian Mountain, Lang Lang said: "Xuanling Sect Deng Jie took the liberty to visit, and asked the head of Zixian Ning to come out and see it!"

Although the names of Ning Lan and the Purple Immortal Sect had not yet been spread, a high-level figure like Deng Jie naturally knew that the power of the formation attack had changed from weak to strong, and he knew that someone must be manipulating, and the other party would definitely be able to hear what he said.

Ning Lan temporarily stopped the attack of the formation, his face was full of surprise and surprise, he never thought that the person in this formation was actually Deng Jie, the head of the Gathering Spirit Sect, the other party clearly said that he was going to attack the Purple Immortal Sect to ask for an explanation for the dead Jing Xuan, how could he come alone?

"Let's see what happened to him first?" Ning Lan said secretly, and then contacted Zhou Can and a few people and asked them to go with him.

Deng Jie in the formation was relieved to see that the dragon head was not spitting flames, he did take a great risk this time, once Ning Lan ignored him, I am afraid he would also enter Jing Xuan's fate, but he still came, because he knew that Ning Lan did not dare, this is the confidence that he has as a big force!

Things turned out to be as he had guessed, and although he was attacked, the other party finally gave up.

Deng Jie waited quietly, he knew that the head of the Purple Immortal Sect, Ning Sect, should come out soon.

Suddenly, the colorful mist in front of him surged, and Ning Lan and Bai He Zhenren suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at Bai He Zhenren and Zhou Can, they were all standing respectfully in front of a young man, and he was secretly shocked in his heart.

"I thought the head of the Purple Immortal Sect was an old monster, but I didn't expect it to be a little friend. Deng Jie looked at Ning Lan and said, he actually knew that Ning Lan was a young man, and the reason why he said this was just to get closer, and now everyone knew that they were going to attack Zixian Mountain soon, and the tense atmosphere should also be eased.

"Master Deng's presence here really makes my Purple Immortal Mountain shine!" Ning Lan said with a smile, from Deng Jie's words, he heard a trace of unusualness, the other party seemed to be expressing kindness to him, so he spoke so politely, after all, there were already too many enemies of the Purple Immortal Sect, and one less could also relieve a little pressure.

"Hehe, Master Ning's words are wrong, the colorful mist of Zixian Mountain is like a fairyland on earth, how can I have that ability!" Deng Jie shook his head and said, I don't know if he was really praising Zixian Mountain or satirizing Ning Lan's formation.

"Hehe, Deng Zhangmen Mountain, please!" Ning Lan smiled and did not answer, but invited the other party to Zixian Mountain.

Deng Jie's eyes also shrank when he saw the plaque of the Purple Immortal Palace, which was very similar to the expression of the moon shirt, but he did not speak, but glanced at Ning Lan with deep meaning, and then walked into the main hall.

After the group sat down separately, Ning Lan was curious: "Master Deng, your Xuanling Sect is a super faction with many affairs, how can you have time to come to my poor and remote place?"

"Haha, Master Ning, you are really modest, the best mountain in Qingmi Mountain is occupied by your Purple Immortal Mountain, what kind of poor country is it?" Deng Jie smiled, glanced at the expressions of Baihe Zhenren and Zhou Can, and continued: "I came to talk to Master Ning about an important matter. ”

"Oh, I heard that your sect is about to send a disciple to attack my Purple Immortal Mountain, could it be that the rumors from the outside world are wrong?" Ning Lan said in surprise.

Deng Jie didn't speak, but looked at the white crane and the real people laughed without saying a word.

"Master Deng, please rest assured, they are the elders of my Purple Immortal Sect, and they are also the people closest to me, so there is no need to avoid them. Ning Lan knew what Deng Jie meant as soon as he saw his expression, so he said, Baihe Zhenren, they are indeed loyal to him, and what if Deng Jie is in trouble after they leave, so he will not let a few people leave no matter what.

Bai He Zhenren and Zhou Can were secretly happy when they heard Ning Lan say that they were elders, all the elders of the Purple Immortal Sect were only Yang Lao, they were just Ning Lan's subordinate prisoners, where did they have such an honor? Now that Ning Lan said this, their identities were naturally much higher, and they also had a way to explain to their disciples.

(To be continued.) )