"Why...not..."

Even though he was mentally prepared after seeing a cave different from the Great Hall of the Sword Sect, the hope that was so close to him was ruthlessly torn apart, Qingxu still showed a hint of pain on his face.

Not the earth.

The movements in Qingxu obviously attracted the attention of the courtyards, attics and palaces in the distance. With a breath rising into the sky, several figures rushed towards this direction quickly.

"Who dares to break into the important area of ​​my Zixiao Palace!"

As the breath flows, there are even loud shouts from far to near.

Qingxu sensed it slightly, and his face changed immediately.

Transformation!

The leaders of the few people are actually a powerful person in the realm of transformation.

The remaining ones are also without exception and reach the realm of true essence.

"retreat!"

Without any hesitation, Qingxu directly sacrificed his ninth-level flying sword, flowing fire, as if a stream of flames roared towards the end of the sky in an instant, and disappeared into everyone's vision in the blink of an eye.

"What a fast speed!"

"Don't chase the enemy if you lose, be careful of it being a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

"It's strange. This back mountain was the ancestral land of our Zixiao Palace three thousand years ago. However, three thousand years ago, our Zixiao Palace became the supreme sect of the world of creation, and dominated the Tianzhu Mountain in a radius of 100,000 miles. This ancestral land has been abandoned. Many treasures inside have been transferred, leaving only some strange runes that no one knows what it means. Therefore, only a few of us old guys were left to guard our hometown here. How could anyone have the idea of ​​this place?"

Several old men in the realm of transformation looked at the figure that quickly disappeared from the end of the sky, and they were quite surprised, but they did not continue to chase after it.
Chapter completed!