"Cai'er is really paranoid in this matter, so she will not know the severity of her attack on her senior brother, and I will make amends to my senior brother on her behalf. Cheng Yixue heard Guo Ce's words, her eyebrows moved, and she said so immediately, and then got up to apologize to Guo Ce.

"Hey, junior brother must not be like this, junior brother has just joined the sect, such a thing happened, and the elder brother is also quite remorseful, fortunately, the junior brother has returned safely now, and the elder brother can feel a little at ease, and Senior Sister Ning is also very concerned about the junior brother, so this will be impulsive; there is no need to mention this matter again. Guo Ce flicked his hand, stopped Cheng Yixue's snort, and said indifferently.

Guo Ce's words were quite bold and sincere, and Cheng Yixue had no choice but to give up.

"However, I heard that the Xuan Star Fairy has been incompatible with the Sword Sect in Bimeng Country in recent years, and the two sides have even fought several times, so I don't know what it means to visit Senior Sister Ning this time?" At this time, I saw Guo Ce asking Cheng Yixue with a puzzled face.

Cheng Yixue's eyes flashed, and she didn't speak, this Xuanxing is a monk of the same sect as Ning Caile, speaking of which, the advanced Yuanying realm is more than three hundred years earlier than Ning Caile, and among the monks of all countries, it is also a little famous.

"Xuanxing Fairy and Cai'er have the same friendship, so I guess I came here to visit. Cheng Yixue looked at Guo Ce's expression and just said something casually, but Guo Ce just smiled, noncommittal about it, but there was a thoughtful look between his eyebrows.

Just when the two were silent, they saw hurried footsteps outside the stone gate, Cheng Yixue looked up, and saw an old man in a yellow robe with a hesitant face, this old man's triangular eyes. Hanging eyebrows, flat face, but the cultivation of the whole body is in the late stage of Yudan, and Cheng Yixue also knows this person. The old man is Wang Ye, the god of the Tianxin Sect and the master of Xiaofeng Peak.

"Senior nephew Wang, why are you the only one, Senior Sister Ning, why didn't you come?" Guo Ce looked at Wang Ye and asked in a cold voice.

"Senior Uncle Guo, Senior Uncle Cheng, and Senior Uncle Ning, she is not in the house, so I asked the disciples below. learned that Uncle Ning went to Xianqi Cliff, and, not long ago. Yuntian once again had a monk come to provoke, I heard that the Yunxu predecessor of the Qingxia Sect had the courage to fight with the demon cultivators who came to fight, and it had fallen at this moment, and I had already sent a disciple to inform Uncle Ning. Wang Ye hung his head. He said with a very respectful expression.

"What. Although this person is usually jealous and hateful, and extremely aggressive, he did not expect that he would be the first to fall today. When Guo Ce heard this, he was suddenly shocked, and then he muttered to himself, Cheng Yixue had also heard of the name of Yun Xuozi, but at this moment, he naturally had no intention of listening.

"Xianqi Cliff. I don't know what Cai'er is doing there, so I'll go look for her. Cheng Yixue said suspiciously. He wanted to go out.

"It's okay, Senior Nephew Wang, let you take Senior Brother Cheng there. Guo Ce gave Wang Ye an order that could not be refused, and then watched Cheng Yixue and Wang Ye leave.

Xianqi Cliff is located on the west side of the Tianxin Sect's station, only dozens of miles apart, but it is a high cliff, and there are groups of peaks and unevenness, so it seems dangerous, however, the mountains on the side are gentle, so, it looks very broad, on the cliff, the mountains are steeply suspended, hidden in the continuous mist, reckless and vast, layer upon layer, green and beautiful, like a sharp sword, penetrating into the sunset flying rainbow.

At this moment, on the top of the Xianqi Cliff, there have been bustling tens of thousands of people, and on the mountainside, there are many low-level monks, who are angry, hateful, or excited, at this moment, they are condensing their minds and looking at the top of the cliff, where is the focus of these tens of thousands of people.

And on the top of the Xianqi Cliff, there are dozens of people gathered there at this moment, and everyone can see that most of the monks are Yuanying monks, among them, there are several monks from the realm of Yudan, these monks are standing on both sides, obviously belonging to different forces.

There are only seven or eight people on one of them, and the leader is a bearded man with a rough face, this person is wearing a gray robe, his face is red, his eyes are convex, and the black hair on his head hangs down from both sides, but he has a long braid at the back end, and when he looks between his eyebrows, he only finds that the spiritual pressure on this person's body is erratic, and he can't find the accurate cultivation at all.

There are several people standing next to this big man, most of them are Yuan Ying cultivators, two of them are particularly eye-catching, one is wearing a black robe, her face is beautiful, her eyes are blood-red, and her expression is cold, but it is precisely because of this that this woman has a different temptation, and the eyes of many men in the field linger on this woman.

A woman outside the rest of the room, dressed in a soft smoke Luo azure long skirt, with a light posture, her face is like a silver plate, her eyes are like apricots, her purple hair is flying in the wind, looking at everyone with a smile and a crooked eyebrow, like an innocent child, but few people present dare to look at this woman, because they all know that this woman is a demon with superb powers, and Mo Nianzi, who is known as the witch of the Thirteen Cities of Yuntian.

The rest of the people were also monks in the early Yuan Infant period.

Among the monks on the other side, there are a large number of them, and at this moment, they are idly gathered together, and the highest cultivation is the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, where there are both old men with crane hair and childish faces, there are also graceful men, and there are more middle-aged people with contemplative eyes.

However, standing at the front of the crowd is a woman, this woman is wearing a blue emerald smoke dress, frowning lightly between her eyebrows, but she has a clear and admirable charm, and her simple hair is combed with a pearl and green ring, which makes the woman's already beautiful appearance even more enchanting, if Cheng Yixue is here, she will definitely know this woman is Leng Yan, the saint of the Immortal League who has had a relationship with him.

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At this moment, whether it is the side of the Immortal Dao Alliance or the side of the Thirteen Cities of Yuntian, everyone is staring at the huge open area in front of them with various thoughts, there, there are still two people stalemate, a woman is covered with a white veil, wearing a snow-white palace dress and a long skirt that mops the floor, although the woman is covered with a veil, but she can also clearly see the beautiful face, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her eyes are like a red phoenix, and between her eyebrows, there is a small blue moon falling, which looks extremely mysterious.

However, the woman's eyes were unusually godless at the moment, her mysterious face, her sad and cold eyes, and her snowy skin did not bring her a trace of life, standing against the cold wind, just looking ahead.

In front of the woman was a middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in brocade clothes, who would soon show a treacherous smile, his face was cunning and cunning, his body was dry, and his eyes were shining brightly when he looked at the woman.

"Who is this woman? Yun Xuzi had already fallen into that person's hands before, I didn't expect this woman to dare to make a move with her early stage cultivation, hehe, it's really interesting, I don't know what kind of monk it is?" In the crowd watching from a distance, a man who was not good-looking said with a smile of expectation.

"Yun Tian dared to provoke a few people with this few people, I really don't know whether they are alive or dead, it seems that they have an unending heart for us; now, Senior Brother Ye and the other four Daoists can't make a move, but these people are extremely arrogant; however, this woman's old husband knows, it is the rumored man's wife, that person is now falling, this woman makes a move, I don't know what her intentions are?" A silver-haired old man beside the man slowly explained.

"That person, who is Brother Luo talking about?" the man looked stunned when he heard this, and asked suspiciously.

"Who else could it be? Naturally, with the power of one person, he killed four Demon Cultivators of the Tianxin Sect Elder Cheng, speaking of which, this person's divine power is indeed not weak, if it is not a fall, it will also be a great help to us. The old man said it was a pity.

"What Brother Luo said turned out to be this person, and it was rumored that this person was extremely powerful, and now, even more, it was not a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and he was not this person's opponent at all, but it was a pity that he fell earlier, Brother Luo said so, could it be that he met this person?" The man also said with great emotion.

"Naturally know, however, there is no friendship, at the beginning, on top of this person's entry ceremony to join the Tianxin Sect, the old man also went to participate, so I saw it. After the old man finished speaking, there was melancholy on his face.

"That's right, Brother Luo and this person are both monks of the Nine Sects of Xiling, and it's normal to be able to make friends," the man said with a sudden expression.

As the conversation between the two people grew, everyone also listened to it and understood a lot about the identity of the woman in front of them, looking at the figure of the woman, there were both sad people, happy people, and admirers, and there were also jealous and disgusted people.

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In the open area, the mysterious and beautiful woman in front of the middle-aged man in brocade suddenly grinned, and then asked, "Who are you?"

"That rumor is false, but right? He's not dead, that's your lie. The woman's expression was unusually calm, but the voice was in the wind, and it seemed unusually weak and soft, and the weaker body seemed to be melting.

The man saw that the woman's eyes were like eyebrows and spring willows, and the blue moon between the eyebrows looked mysterious and beautiful, and he admired it a little in his heart.

But seeing that the woman's words were inexplicable and incoherent, the man couldn't help but laugh and said: "What rumors? Hehe, anyone who offends Yuntian will die, if the fairy is interested, he can surrender, and the old man can take the fairy back to the city in person." ”

"No, he promised me that he would come back; The woman's words seemed to be talking to herself, slender waist and light Luo, weak willow supporting the wind, at that time, she was just standing in front of tens of thousands of people in a daze, I don't know when, tears have covered the crystal skin.

"The fairy is so uninteresting, even if the old man knows, how can he tell him?" The man was even more strange in his heart, but the last thing was this lifeless woman in front of the slightly mocking viewer, as if she had lost her mind, and was like a mystery.

"I'll kill you, and then, I'll understand. The woman's words were still calm, filled with the breath of death, like the calm of ice, like the calm of standing there on the mountain, when the sky was high and the sea was wide, as if she were alone, and the traces of time could not blush her countenance. (To be continued)(To be continued......