"Little young, I really don't know how high the sky is! "

The sound was not loud, nor was there any momentum, but it appeared clearly in everyone's ears, from all directions, and every inch of the air came from every inch.

"Who?" Ye Yun turned around suddenly and his eyes swept around.

At the entrance of the cave in the distant mountain peak, Mei Yansheng, a master of the Golden Dan Realm covered in blood, suddenly struggled to stand up and shouted hysterically: "Senior Brother, is it you? I know you won't leave me."

Senior brother?

Everyone heard Mei Yansheng's surprise voice and couldn't help but turn their eyes to all directions, wanting to see where the senior brother Mei Yansheng said was?

However, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't find where the person is. Only the sound still comes from every inch of space.

"The demon race is the demon race, and humans and demons are essentially different. If humans have the blood of the demon race, they will sooner or later become demons, and once they become demons, they will cause harm to the world. In the demon world, if a demon has the blood of a human race flows, then he will definitely die. The eternal truth for thousands of years, every once in a while, there are always stupid people who want to challenge it, and they really don't know how to live or die."

The sound rang around everyone, neither slow nor slow, and clearly.

No one could capture the source of the sound, whether it was Murong Wuqing standing on the ruling stage, or Yan Changchun, the leader of the Tianjian Sect on the other side, let alone Ye Yun and Su Hao and others.

Ye Yun's eyes fell on the seventh elder's face, but found that the old man's face was solemn, and he seemed unable to find the master of the voice.

"Junior Brother Mei, you will be able to practice hard for you on weekdays and specialize in one subject, but you are not good at all. Today, you will suffer a loss. When you go back this time, you will go to the back mountain to practice for 30 years before you can come out again. If your cultivation cannot break through to the seventh level of the Golden Elixir Realm in thirty years, then there is no need to continue practicing. At that time, you will take action on behalf of your master, destroy your cultivation and drive out of the master."

Mei Yansheng's originally ecstatic expression suddenly stopped, and then he collapsed to the ground with great bitterness, nodded, and saluted to the void: "Thank you for your teachings from senior brother. Mei Yansheng remembers it in his heart and will never dare to forget it."

"It's just a group of insects that have not yet touched the true meaning of cultivation. You were bitten by the insects and were covered in bruises. After you go back, you cut off your arm and enter the back mountain to practice."

"yes!"

Mei Yansheng did not resist at all and knelt at the entrance of the cave.

Ye Yun asked intently, "Old Ancestor, do you hear this sound? How is the cultivation level of the person coming?"

The Sword Patriarch did not speak for a long time, and after a moment, he replied: "This is a magical power that spreads thousands of miles away. This person is not near the Tianjian Sect, but should be tens of thousands of miles away."

Ye Yun said astonished: "Can you explain it to us here tens of thousands of miles away? Ancestor, what you said is too mysterious."

The Sword Patriarch snorted and said, "It's not a great magical power. You can use it if your cultivation reaches the fifth level of the Golden Elixir Realm."

Ye Yun was stunned and asked in shock: "Only the fifth level of the Golden Elixir Realm can use the magical power of spreading sound thousands of miles? In other words, this person's cultivation is definitely not below the fifth level of the Golden Elixir Realm?"

The ancestor of Jiandao said: "What's the point of the fifth level of the Golden Elixir Realm? You didn't listen to this guy talking to Mei Yansheng, so he asked Mei Yansheng to cut off his arm and go back to practice for 30 years. If his cultivation level does not reach the seventh level of the Golden Elixir Realm, he will abandon his cultivation and drive out of the master. If what he said is true, I'm afraid he has broken the elixir and achieved the Nascent Soul Realm."

This sentence is like a thunder thunder explodes in Ye Yun’s ears!

The Golden Pill Realm has surpassed all existences, and is almost the realm that all the monks in the Jin State dream of. Even half a year ago, Ye Yun didn’t know that there would be the Nascent Soul Realm above the Golden Pill Realm. He is now only at the Qi Refining Realm, and he is still incomprehensible to get away from the Golden Pill Realm.

Although the Sword Patriarch once said that as long as his three souls merged, he could guide Ye Yun and rush to the Golden Pill Realm in one fell swoop, it would be impossible for him to break the baby. But Ye Yun knew in his heart that it was not easy to achieve the Golden Pill Realm, let alone the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, the master who is about to come now has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm. In this case, I am afraid that everyone will add up to it, which is not enough for him to hit him with one palm.

"If it is the Nascent Soul Realm, it will be a bit troublesome. You kid are optimistic about the opportunity and take the opportunity to leave. Don't stay. Not to mention the Nascent Soul Realm, it is Mei Yansheng from the Golden Dan Realm. If he really wants to attack you, he can crush you with just one finger." The Sword Patriarch said in a deep voice.

Ye Yun was stunned, then shook his head slightly, and replied firmly: "If I just left like this, how can I be worthy of the two masters and Ling'er? If I don't know how to leave, I will face this disaster with them. I want to see how powerful the masters in the Nascent Soul Realm will be."

"Fart, how can you see the strength of the Nascent Soul cultivator? Just a pressure may cause your body to disappear and completely dissipate." The Sword Patriarch was furious and cursed: "You kid don't drag me up. If you don't listen to me, even if you find your soul in the future, I will not guide you to the secret of condensed golden elixir, nor will you teach you the secret of the elixir of the elixir."

Ye Yun was stunned and immediately became annoyed: "Old man, you have to figure it out that you are begging me now, not me begging you. If you are not happy, I will throw you out of the soul-turning tower of sentient beings. I want to see how long your soul can last."

The old ancestor of Jiandao stopped speaking and gasped, saying, "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss in front of you. You are so kind to take care of yourself. The cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm is really not something you can see now. If you are not careful, it will be too late."

"Old man, I know you don't want to die, and I don't want to die either. But I just left like this, and there will be a faint feeling in my heart, leaving behind my inner demons, I am afraid that my cultivation will stop moving forward and I will never make any progress." Ye Yun said firmly.

The ancestor of Jiandao sighed and said, "This is true. Forget it, you can do it. Anyway, I have lived in this state for hundreds or thousands of years, and I don't care about living for a few more years."

Ye Yun smiled and said, "Old man, don't worry. Didn't you say that I am a genius? Not only do I want to have a elixir, but I also want to become an immortal on land and cultivate into a fairyland in the earth. I won't die so easily, so I'm safe."

The Sword Patriarch snorted and stopped talking.

Naturally, no one knew the conversation between Ye Yun and the Jiandao ancestor. He just stood there blankly, as if he was shocked by the sounds everywhere.

"Who is your lord? Where is it from? Please show up and see you."

"No hurry, I'll be there later. I'll handle some chores first." The voice came from afar, as if it was right in front of me.

"Since you are Mr. Mei's senior brother, you must also be from the Great Qin Empire. You are a guest from afar, so please join my Tianjian Sect and give me some advice." Yan Changchun's voice was faint, but his face became extremely solemn.

"Give you three hours to prepare the girl with the blood of the demon clan. I want to take it back to the royal city." A faint voice resounded in the air, without any momentum, but there was a faint sense of inconsistentness.

"Your hiding your head and tail revealing you, and you dare not show up at first sight, but you speak like this and underestimate me, Jin's monks, don't you feel a little arrogant?" Yan Changchun shouted coldly.

"Hey, did you not hear it just now? You are not a monk. If you have to be considered a cultivation world, then it is just some insects in the cultivation world." A faint voice sounded, full of disdain.

"Arrogant!"

Murong Wuqing suddenly shouted angrily, and his voice exploded in the air.

In an instant, I saw tens of thousands of light spots flashing from all directions of the void, flickering out of thin air, and then quickly dissipated.

"Just a small thing that transmits the voice for thousands of miles, it's a mystery. Do you really think you are a powerful person at the seventh level of the Golden Elixir Realm?" Murong Wuqing shouted coldly.

There was no sound in the air, as if it was blocked by Murong Wuqing's angry scolding.

"Thousand-mile voice transmission is to use a special spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so that sound waves can be continuously transferred and transmitted hundreds of miles away, which sounds like they are right in front of you." Murong Wuqing stood on the ruling platform and said slowly: "As long as these spiritual energy is disrupted, you will not be able to transmit voice transmission."

I see!

Everyone suddenly realized that if Murong Wuqing hadn't explained, they would have been frightened and thought that some amazing master had come.

However, they did not expect that how could a person who could use the special spiritual energy in the world to transmit the sound waves to hundreds of miles would be a weak person? This person's junior brother is a cultivator in the early stage of the Jindan realm. How could his cultivation be so weak?

Yan Changchun and others looked a little better. They had hardly heard of the magical power of Qianli Yin Transmission, but they didn't know where Murong Wuqing learned about it.

"Wuruthlessness is born for the way of heaven, he practices diligently and has studied all kinds of magical powers. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid he would have been deceived this time."

"Yes, although this man is known as Mei Yansheng's senior brother, he only dares to use the magical power of Qianli Transmission to make things mysterious. He is afraid that his cultivation will not be much higher, and he may not be Murong Wuqing's opponent."

"It must be so. How arrogant and arrogant you heard his previous words? You actually said that we are all insects. It's really damn."

"Yes, if he dares to come, he will catch him, peel it, chop it up and feed it to the dog."

"It's a bit cruel to be a monk, so he's better to destroy his cultivation and be a traitor."

"Senior Brother Su, you are really kind-hearted and a role model for us."

"Haha, Junior Brother Yu, you are not bad, your cultivation will definitely be far better than your brother in the future."

A group of people were talking about it, and finally they started to praise each other, as if Mei Yansheng's senior brother was the meat on the chopping board and was slaughtered at will.

Only some masters such as Yan Changchun still have serious expressions. How could a cultivator who can use the voice transmission for thousands of miles be a weak person? Furthermore, looking at Mei Yansheng's reaction, you can know that this person has a high level of cultivation and is definitely not an easy person.

"It turns out to be a group of insects, ignorant and fearless. This is the magical power of spreading sounds thousands of miles away. Even if I am a hundred thousand miles away, I can talk to you. How can I compare such a trick of spreading sounds thousands of miles away?"

Just as everyone was talking nonsense, the sound rang out in every corner of the air, without being interrupted by Murong Wuqing's roar.

In an instant, there was a silence, and the needles could be heard!

"The demon disaster is born, and a sword comes to the west! I guess you are the sword from the west!"
Chapter completed!