No one expected that Nangong Wuji, the head of the Nangong family, would come directly to the land of the heart sea swamp.

Of course, if he hadn't come here, then with the cultivation of Gu Deng, the remnant wolf of the cold night, and the many weird magic weapons, even Nangong Qiu would have to drink hatred here, and his body would die... Not to mention Ji Fei and others. Coupled with Gu Deng's insatiable greed, he fell in love with the dragon bone holy knife in Ji Fei's hand, relying on this person's heart alone, he is definitely a master who will not give up until he reaches his goal.

When Nangong Wuji arrived, no one dared to make a mistake, even Nangong Qiu, who had always been strict, spoke softly.

Because in front of everyone, Nangong Wuji is so mysterious!

His current cultivation is unfathomable, and I am afraid that he is faint, I am afraid that he has already spied on the path to the Ji Realm, and he is already close to the next mysterious realm, the Ji Realm.

Such a great power, in front of Ji Fei and the others, gave people a feeling beyond imagination, but seeing Nangong Wuji sitting cross-legged in the void, his hair was already as white as snow, and his long hair hung down, falling at will, and there was no bun. In front of his face, there was a faint layer of mysterious light, which obviously gave people a soft feeling, but it was impossible to see it carefully.

In the field, almost everyone could feel this strange feeling that Nangong Wuji brought to everyone.

Nangong Wuji looked at everyone with a kind face, the target was fixed on the berserker and Nangong Wan'er, he sighed deeply, Nangong Wan'er is a junior of the Nangong family, and he has also heard that this magical junior has a good talent, but what he sees today is a cold corpse.

The head of the Nangong family didn't seem to mean to blame the berserker.

In the depths of his gaze, there was a pain that others could not perceive, and then his gaze glanced at the mess here, "The swamp of the heart sea has become like this..."

Nangong Qiu wanted to speak and stopped, he wanted to explain something, but he felt redundant, so there was only a trace of sound in his throat, but in front of Nangong Wuji, such a strange sound made Nangong Qiu extremely uneasy, he was afraid that this mysterious ancestor would blame him, even an unsatisfactory look was enough to make Nangong Qiu's heart feel deeply guilty.

Because, in the hearts of all the monks of the Nangong family, Nangong Bukit is really an insurmountable mountain.

He is the real god of martial arts, the god of war!

But the words that came out of Nangong Wuji's mouth next almost made Nangong Qiu's eyes fall out in a hurry.

"Berserker, you can leave..."

At this time, the look on Nangong Qiu's face on the side suddenly froze, if it weren't for this sentence coming out of the mouth of the head of the family, he would have doubted whether there was something wrong with his hearing, but Rao was so, Nangong Qiu was still extremely skeptical, "...... the head of the family" But his words were interrupted, Nangong Wuji stretched out his hand, and Nangong Qiu shut up.

At this time, the berserker was uninhibited, and even looked at Nangong Wuji with a provocative meaning, although the white-haired old man in front of him could be said to be a character of the same generation as his grandfather, and he was also a legend when he was young.

Nangong Wuji didn't seem to care about this, "Since you have insisted on not being in the swamp of the sea of hearts, then let's leave..."

But seeing Nangong Wuji's big hand, on a muddy swamp, the dust actually began to squirm, flashing a strange blue glow, and then a mountain-opening battle axe broke out of the ground, that Nangong Wuji gently waved his sleeves, and suddenly this mountain-opening battle axe was roaring and circling and went straight to the old blind man of the big thief in the northern plains.

"However, after you go out, you will have nothing to do with my Nangong family, and even, the old man is not allowed to say the word Nangong in your mouth!" At this time, Nangong Wuji said lightly, and his figure floated into the distance, and when the monks of the Nangong family saw this, they did not stop, they set up magic weapons one after another, and their followers Nangong Wuji flew away.

Here, the four of the Idle Berserkers and Ji Fei... As for the dead Nangong Wan'er, she was still lying quietly in the arms of the berserker.

"Hahaha~" At this time, a wild voice directly disrupted the silence of this place.

Because everyone didn't react for a while, why did the Nangong family let the berserker leave so lightly, could it be that the rumors from the outside world that the Nangong family vainly tried to get the relevant secrets of the three volumes of the ancient book from the berserker's body were actually fake?

"In this way, the Nangong family and the three clans of the Northern Plains are somewhat related, haha~!" This laughter emanated from the unique cold peak floating in the void, and it was the voice of the arrogant and uninhibited Qitu remnant half-life remnant Qian Ning.

"Hmph, it can be seen from the words of the head of the family that my Nangong family trapped the berserker precisely to protect him!" Among them, Nangong, the prince of the four elephants, said hatefully.

And the Cold Sword Supreme Ao Qianyu smiled faintly when he heard him at this time, "There is no need for the two of you to argue, until now, the truth at this time should be sealed in the dust of history forever." ”

These three people are all extremely outstanding people among the nine sons of Long.

If Nangong Hate is a madman who refuses to admit defeat, whether on the surface or in his bones, he is extremely wild and uninhibited! while Qian Ning has a faint melancholy, he squints from time to time, and his eyes reveal "Seven Pictures of Remnant Life" The ferociousness of the influence is just that he is a kind of arrogance, and the Cold Sword Supreme, among the three, is the most charitable, looking like a Confucian, but the cold cold sword in his hand exposes his true nature, this person is cold in nature, arrogant, among these three, he is not lost to any other two.

And Ao Qianyu, in front of the half-life cripple and the prince of the four elephants on weekdays, is a good old man who is old and good, and today is no exception.

Sure enough, when he said this, everyone was no longer attached to the confusion of the moment.

As a result, the eyes of these three people were focused on Yun Han beside Ji Fei - you know, Yun Han is also one of the nine sons of the dragon, and she is also the only female cultivator, and the most important thing is that in her hands, there is the most terrifying Dao weapon Kyushu lamp!

"Tsk... I really didn't expect that the owner of the Kyushu lamp was so young..."Ao Qianyu sighed.

"Hmph, you want to say, how is her cultivation in the late Yuan Infant stage..."Half Life sneered.

Ao Qianyu sighed, "No, I remembered the old man, but he didn't take that step after all......"

Hearing Ao Qianyu's words, the atmosphere between the three of them seemed to be a little heavy, and they all recalled the old man.

"Yes," Bansheng sighed, "I heard that he was self-proclaimed in the Huang Yan Sect Barrier, and I don't know when he fell. ”

"However, the Nine Divine Soldiers have a inheritance after all!" Ao Qianyu seemed to be quite pleased, "If I die on this trip, you can live, so how about taking this cold sword and finding a suitable heir for me and being its master?"

"Haha, that's a good idea!" Bansheng sneered, "If I die and you live, then the task of finding a successor will be entrusted to you!"

The Prince of the Four Elephants didn't explicitly agree, but just snorted coldly and said, "Could it be that if we go to the Endless Heaven, we will definitely die in battle?" Hmph, I want to see how strong the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Three Sages Society can be!" He said indignantly, but he did not object to Ao Qianyu's suggestion. After all, if the Nine Divine Soldiers can be passed on, then there is still hope!

"Tsk... Don't talk about it, the four of them have been gone for a long time!" Ao Qianyu smiled.

It turned out that between the laughter and conversation of the three of them, Ji Fei, the old blind man, the berserker and Yun Han did not stop at all, and directly broke through the void and left the heart sea swamp.

The lone cold front moved slowly in the void, but then, suddenly, like a thunderbolt sword, it broke through the sky!

...

Long Jiuzi, gathered five people, and two other people, the fifth-rate monarch and the Tibetan mirror man, Ji Fei has already been contacted, and these two people have also agreed to go to the sky together. As for the other two, where the inheritors of the Zhang's Second Battle Spear and the Heaven Killing Hexagon are, it is still unknown at the moment.

Time flies.

After leaving the Heart Sea Swamp for a few days, and solving many trivial matters, Ji Fei and his party came to the Ethereal Valley.

This is a peach source holy land in the northern plains, there are few people, Ji Fei came here, naturally to visit Lingxuan and his son Hua Ling'er. In addition, the berserker was bent on finding a quiet place where Nangong Wan'er's body could be placed, and Ji Fei had the Valley of Ethereals in mind - before heading to the Heavens, he finally wanted to come and see Hua Ling'er, so he took the berserker straight to the Valley of the Ethereal.

Unexpectedly, the rest of the people came to the Valley of the Ethereal Spirit with Ji Fei.

And Yun Han ...... Also coming.

As for whether there will be some sparks between Yun Han and Lingxuan, Ji Fei doesn't know anything about it.

Because he has directly retreated, Ji Fei, who has cultivated and fused many ancient scriptures, has now reached the peak of the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and he is only half a step away from the middle stage of the transformation of the gods. And this retreat, he was able to directly enter the realm of the middle stage of the transformation of gods for this purpose, so that this trip to the heavens seemed to be safer.

The place where Ji Fei retreats is in the Ethereal Valley, in a very vast Cuiwei Mountain.

He opened a stone cave, sat directly cross-legged, and fell into a deep silence.

In front of the stone cave, nearly hundreds of acres of vast flat land, not far away, under the shade of green onions, there is actually a pavilion erected, in which a few people are sitting, are quietly drinking tea and chatting, it is the five people of Long Jiuzi and the old blind man, Lingxuan.

In front of the stone cave, there is a little guy of four or five years old, who is riding a white ** king as big as a three-year-old calf, walking around in front of the cave. On the shoulder of the little one, squatting an old turtle, is hanging its head and dozing, the turtle paws holding a mini cigarette pot head emitting a faint green smoke, and the little boy's neck, there is a little pig, the tail of the little pig is thin and white, it is directly wrapped around the little boy's neck, is swinging around......

[Ps: The climax is coming, what will happen to the last two dragons!!?