Chapter 502: The Color of the Trajectory

In the dead of night, if there was no spatial crack in the dark sky that flashed with a strange electric light from time to time, everything would have been peaceful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As the saying goes, the moon is scarce, and now, the stars are dim, but there is no moon. There was a dead silence on the nameless island, and thick dark clouds rolled back and forth in the air, as if the end was about to come.

From time to time, there was a whisper of a fierce beast in the clouds, and if you looked closely, you could find that above the barrier set up by the Xiuzhen Alliance, there was a pair of huge black eyes, emitting a terrifying cold light, vigilantly watching all the movements on the nameless island.

Within the barrier, there are a large number of monks from the nameless island, and many monks are gathering here.

"You are an old immortal beggar, what qualifications do you have to stay in such a good place, when you see the uncle coming, don't hurry up!

"Hehe, who the are you talking about beggars?"

"Just talk about you, what's wrong, ask you again, do you want to get out?"

In the area near the center of the barrier, two middle-aged people are fighting for a territory, and it seems that they may fight at any time.

Probably because tens of millions of people are crammed into a limited space, everyone else has a unhappy expression on their faces except for the rest of the place.

"If it weren't for the invasion of Nameless Island by the Snow Emissary, you would still be able to stand side by side with this small sect leader?" a fat-headed, big-eared, black-faced monk stared sarcastically at the white-haired old man next to him who was blowing his beard and glaring angrily.

The white-haired old man calmed his anger, then sneered and said, "Is there any difference between a small sect and a big sect?

"Are you looking for death?" The black-faced monk glared at him, and was about to swing his fist at the old man, when he was suddenly stopped by the disciple behind him.

"Don't be in charge, this is the territory of the Xiuzhen Alliance, let's not do anything excessive. ā€

The black-faced monk's raised fist slowly lowered, squinted at the old man, and said fiercely, "When this matter settles, I will destroy your door." ā€

"Haha, my sect was already disbanded when the Snowy Emissary invaded Nameless Island, and now the disciples have already parted ways, and it doesn't matter if you live or not, where can you find it. The white-haired old man pursed his lips, looking indifferent.

"Then kill you. The black-faced monk smirked.

"I think Nameless Island is finished this time, where is there a chance to turn over?" the white-haired old man raised his eyelids slightly, looking loveless, "So, you may not even have a chance to kill me." ā€

Seeing the black-faced monk's uncertain expression, the white-haired old man shook his head helplessly again, turned around and left leisurely.

"Sooner or later, it's just the difference between morning and night, that's all, hehe......"

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The enchantment was full of people, but outside the enchantment was quiet and peaceful, and even the sound of mosquitoes could not be heard.

In the distance, a golden rainbow flashed quickly, and everyone was surprised, and when they looked closely, they saw a middle-aged man in a black robe riding a fierce wolf had appeared in their sight.

"Who is this person, and his teleportation trajectory turned out to be golden?"

In the cultivation realm, in addition to being measured by strength, there is also the color of his flight trajectory. When a monk is flying or teleporting, his aura will attract the aura around him, and the aura will be gathered by the spiritual points, and the color will be different. Cultivating to a high level, he has a strong attraction to the aura around his body, so the color of the flight path is more bright, and according to legend, only the trajectory of the immortal stage monk can be golden.

When the middle-aged man was approaching the barrier, he suddenly stopped, and with a wave of his sleeves, the wolf under the seat disappeared in an instant.

After stepping into the Pure Heart Heaven, the Immortal Stage Cultivator officially became a member of the Immortal Realm, and generally there was nothing important and would never return to the Cultivation Realm, and the invasion of the Nameless Island by the Snow Envoy was originally a trouble, and it was impossible for the Immortal Realm to intervene.

At this time, an immortal stage cultivator suddenly appeared here, and for the cultivation realm with the identity of the strength theory, they had no other emotions in their hearts except admiration.

"I didn't expect that there would be a senior in the Immortal Transformation Stage to come to help, it's really an honor. ā€

"Haha, then we have a better chance of winning. ā€

"Eh, I heard that the Alliance Venerable has cultivated several Immortal Stage disciples, do you think this senior will be his apprentice?"

"Well, it's possible. ā€

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Everyone looked up at the black-clothed middle-aged man who stayed above the barrier, their eyes full of adoration.

At this moment, a person suddenly pointed behind the middle-aged man and said, "Look, there is another person next to him!"

In the midst of everyone's chatter, a young man in white walked out behind the middle-aged man in black, his face was cold, and his eyes scanned everyone within the barrier.

In fact, this young man was Lan Feng, who came in the dust, and the middle-aged man in black was the one who found the right furnace ding, that is, Lan Feng's former mad master.

"Who is that young man, it seems that he has entered the transformation stage. Someone in the crowd muttered to themselves.

"I don't think he looks a bit like an Alliance Ambassador. ā€

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Just as everyone was talking, a heavy and deep moan suddenly came from the dark sky.

"The Snowy Emissary is coming!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and this time, the enchantment was chaotic again, and the expressions on everyone's faces were full of horror and uneasiness.

"Disciple, along the way, the envoy of the Snow Land seems to have been chasing you closely, what, have you offended them?" Zuo Xiang stood there calmly, with a playful smile on his face.

Lan Feng glanced up at the spatial crack that slowly appeared in the sky, was silent for a moment, and frowned: "Because the holy object they are looking for is on me." ā€

Hearing this, Zuo Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed: "Have you ever been to the Snow Sealed Domain?"

Lan Feng sighed lightly and nodded, "Yes, but hundreds of years have passed, and that holy relic has long been integrated with me, and it can't be taken out." ā€

"Unexpectedly, it turned out that the source of the Nameless Island disaster turned out to be you, my good boy, haha. Zuo Xiang burst out laughing, like everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.

And neither he nor Lan Feng knew that their every move, their smile and smile shocked all the monks within the enchantment.

"Why did the seniors suddenly laugh, could it be that they had already come up with a way to fight against the Snowy Emissary?"

"Such a fearless character is really the style of the predecessors of the immortal stage!"

"The young man next to him seems to be the ambassador of the alliance, haha, I know! It must be the Venerable of the Alliance who sent the ambassador to the immortal realm to invite his apprentice, as long as the immortal realm intervenes, the nameless island will be saved. ā€

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