Qinshan.

Outside Xianren Ridge.

The glowing white hill has been named Xianren Ridge.

At this time, Mu Yuanliu brought Tu Qianqiu and other elders to the vicinity of Xianren Ridge. Looking at the white light rising into the sky, they were still shook their minds and couldn't help themselves.

"It has been three days since the White Light appeared."

Next to him, a spy bowed and bowed: "After the white light soared into the sky that day, there was white mist near Xianren Ridge, which was difficult for anyone to enter..."

Tu Qianqiu raised his eyebrows coldly.

Her injuries were almost healed at this time, and she looked at her sect leader.

Seeing Mu Yuanliu expressionless, he couldn't help but step forward and slapped the white mist in front of him with a palm.

Wave!

The white mist in this area rolled, like boiled boiling water, and a recoil force was emitted.

Tu Qianqiu's face changed and he retreated repeatedly, but his face turned red and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Can a fourth-grade warrior be injured just by the most external counterattack force?"

Mu Yuanliu reached out to press against Tu Qianqiu's back and sent a powerful internal breath to help her stabilize her injuries. Her eyes were still looking at the huge white mist: "This is not like a martial artist, but more like... a top-third-grade Taoist priest?"

The third-grade martial artist is called Vajra Indestructible!

It means great perfection of the spirit and spirit, and from then on, the inside and outside will remain in the peak state forever, and the lifespan will be greatly extended.

However, even if you are a first-class martial artist, you can only move mountains and fill the sea with your own power. This white fog formation is absolutely impossible to do.

Although the lower third rank of Taoist priests are weak, they can already be with the martial artists when they reach the middle third rank.

When it comes to the top third level, it is even more beyond that!

A first-rate Taoist priest is simply a legend and can almost sweep the world!

Reality is not a game. It is difficult for Taoist priests to get started, but they have the advantage of latecomer. In the later stage, they are more powerful than martial artists and proficient in various magical methods, shocking the world and wailing ghosts and gods.

"This posture is not like a second-grade third-grade Taoist priest can do it. It is probably left by a first-grade Taoist priest..."

Mu Yuanliu's breathing was even more heavy.

The Tianyuan Sect only ranks of a middle-class sect that occupies a county, and the highest inheritance among the sect is only the third-rank martial artist.

And the inheritance of the first-grade Taoist priests is simply unthinkable!

"After getting the news, I'm afraid that the White Tiger Sect can't sit still? I, Tianyuan Sect, just occupy a geographical advantage..."

Mu Yuanliu was struggling quickly in his heart, and suddenly his ear moved and raised his hand to face a figure with three palms.

Dangdangdang!

It was obviously a flesh and blood body, but the two of them intersected their palms, making a sound of metal and iron fighting, which made the eardrums of the fourth-grade warriors around them hurt.

After three palms, the black shadow retreated, and a majestic man in a blood-colored robe appeared, with his eyes as deep as a dark pool.

"Zhuang Bufan, the leader of the Blood Wolf Sect?!"

Tu Qianqiu shouted: "As the leader of a sect, you are so shameless? Doing a sneak attack?"

"Noisy!"

Zhuang Bufan is also a third-rank warrior, the Indestructible Vajra. He heard this and just sneered: "You Tianyuan Sect Master and Elder enter my Qinshan County in large numbers. Do you want to start a war with my Blood Wolf Sect?"

"Zeng Zhuang is so serious, we are just here to pay tribute to the ruins of our ancestors."

Mu Yuanliu smiled and said, "It's because Master Zhuang is a local snake, so there must be no clues about this..."

Zhuang Bufan's expression twitched.

This was indeed what he was worried about. After all, at this time, a large number of Dingzhou experts had gathered around Xianren Ridge, and a steady stream of people came from the other eight states.

If you are instigated like this, the Blood Wolf Sect will immediately become the target of public criticism.

"Hmph, I don't believe you don't know."

Zhuang Bufan snorted coldly.

"These 800-mile Qinshan are outstanding and powerful. They were once the gate of the Wuding Sect, an ancient overlord-level sect."

Mu Yuanliu smiled and said, "This Wuding Sect is old and destroyed before the establishment of the big money. Perhaps it is related to this ruin... It's just that Wuding Sect is a Wufu Sect, but it is closer to the Taoist inheritance."

"Hmph, any top sect must practice both martial arts. There is a third-grade Taoist priest in the White Tiger Sect. This is nothing. It is Sect Master Mu. I heard that a group of strange people have recently been released in Cangyuan County, which has upended the rule of the sect. I wonder if it is true?"

Zhuang Bufan sneered and asked back.

"It's just a small problem."

Mu Yuanliu waved his hand.

"No? Why did I hear that there is a third-grade alien beast behind those strange people... There are so many disasters and difficulties in your sect. How could my Blood Wolf Sect provide help?"

Zhuang Bufan said with a smile.

In this world, people are the spirits of all things, but there are also various strange beasts that can open up the path of cultivation, but they cannot turn into human form.

It is said that the force of several demon kings who dominate one side is no less than that of first-class martial artists, which is very terrifying.

In the northern states, every few years, they have to deal with animal disasters from the grassland, making the sects there exhausted and difficult to expand outward.

Mu Yuan's face twitched.

How can you allow others to snore next to the bed?

Under his own rule, such a strange beast appeared, which was indeed very uncomfortable. It was more likely to directly lead to the destruction of Tianyuan Sect at critical moments!

For example, if he went out this time, if Erha Dog Link was not tied up and ran to Tianyuan Sect to tear the house, he would cry to death when he went back...

"No need to bother the sect leader."

Fortunately, he had reached a certain tacit understanding before, but Mu Yuanliu pretended to be tit-for-tat and looked a little guilty, and was about to trick Zhuang Bufan.

Just when the two major sect leaders were intriguing and might have a fight with disagreement, a long roar suddenly came from the other side of Xianren Ridge.

The whistle sounds like a tiger, captivating.

The huge martial arts will even appear directly, forming a huge white-headed tiger with a hanging eye, and the tiger claws pounced forward and hit the fog.

call out!

Accompanied by the tiger's roar, there was a clear sound of swords.

A green light fell from the sky, and in it was a flying sword that was as green as jade, which also slashed on the fog.

"It's the master of the White Tiger Sect. Is this a second-grade martial artist and a third-grade Taoist priest joining forces to break the formation?"

Zhuang Bufan was overjoyed when he saw this.

However, the next moment, the white mist rolled, causing the vitality of heaven and earth to shake violently.

The phantom of the white tiger was directly broken, and one of the warriors with white hair and beards could be seen vaguely showing blood spilling in the sky.

The flying sword also cried out with a sad cry, and was greatly damaged by the white mist. It was like a bird with hair plucked, falling tremblingly into the jungle below.

"This flying sword must be the legendary famous 'Qinghuo'? That Taoist is the Daoyuan Elder of the White Tiger Sect, right? And that second-grade martial artist is Du Du, the 'White Tiger Killing God'?"

Mu Yuanliu exclaimed.

But this sounded quite harsh to Zhuang Bufan's ears.
Chapter completed!