In front of the Yuanmu Mountains, dozens of Yuanmu people felt a breeze blowing in front of them. A centurion was suspicious. He suddenly turned around and saw a blurred back gradually fading away hundreds of feet away.
"Not good! Someone invaded!"
Wow!
An ancient blue wood grain war horn was blown, and in an instant, the sound of desolate horns was transmitted from afar, echoing in the ancient mountains and forests. Then, war horns sounded one after another, intermittently. Sometimes, the war horns in front had not been blown, and the rear had already risen rapidly. Xiao Yi's speed was too fast, and the sound barrier was broken in his breath. The sound of the war horn had not been transmitted, and his figure had gone away.
Tongtian Ling Wood!
Under the thick trunks of a mountain, thick tree roots were like dragons, drilling through the soil, each of which was hundreds of feet long, and several people hugged the thickness of the thick and thin. Tongtian Lingmu, also known as Tongtian Lingshan in the Yuanmu Blood Tribe, is located at the foot of Lingshan. At this moment, a powerful Yuanmu tribe member was stationed, and each of them guarded a range of more than ten feet. These Yuanmu tribe members were carefully selected, and they were all centurion-level strongmen. I am afraid there were not hundreds of people. This was the first blockade set up by the Yuanmu tribe. They were not members of the Yuanmu tribe, and they were approved. They were not allowed to step into Lingshan today.
On the Lingshan Mountain, about three hundred feet away from the foot of Lingshan, there are also a famous Yuanmu tribe members stationed on the ancient wooden paths. These Yuanmu tribe members are more powerful than those at the foot of the mountain. Each of them has the combat power of a thousand-man commander, and most of them have been promoted to the realm of the Great Perfect Blood Refining. There are dozens of such powerful people.
As for the strong men of the Wanfu level, they are all noble in the Yuanmu Blood Tribe and cannot be sent to guard the mountain road. Despite this, a Yuanmu tribe who is in and out is still secretly shocked. Such a guarding power is probably rare for the entire Yuanmu tribe to see for hundreds of years. If they are lurking in this way, there will be no other explanation except for the insider.
At the foot of Lingshan, several centuries were more than ten feet apart, but they had a deep cultivation and they seemed to be in front of each other.
"There is still half an hour. As long as you pass this half hour, everything will be settled and there will be no change."
"Yes, if we stay in this way, if that woman can still deceive her, I can also commit suicide."
"Everyone has conducted a strict investigation, and even his appearance is carved on a jade piece for comparison. He also needs to have verbal evidence to verify his true nature. If you want to step onto Lingshan from us, unless there is help from the insider, you either pass from heaven."
A centurion sneered. The sky was over, and only the powerful people in the Soul-Merking Realm could do it. Today, no one in the Lei Jian War Department can achieve this. Even if the Lihuo War Department is added, including the top ten rangers, only the Duanlang Sword of the current generation has entered the Soul-Merking Realm in a shortage, which is enough to be called a stunning and amazing talent.
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"The last stick of incense is here."
Just as many centurions were about to relax, a moon-white figure appeared in front of everyone. A hundred feet away, a woman in white was walking with a sword. She was wearing a moon-white long dress, and a blue-iron broken sword buzzed behind her. As she approached step by step, each centurion seemed to be pressing on a mountain in her heart, and her breathing became stagnant. They could not feel the oppression of the momentum, but their mental will was almost collapsed. An extremely pure sharp aura rose from Mu Xue's body, and the broken sword roared, and at this moment, it seemed as if they had spirituality.
"You, you dare to come!"
"It's really here, so brave. You think you can get through!"
"Do you think the young patriarch really cares about you. Compared with Lord Li Yuehan, what do you have, family background, appearance, and cultivation? You have nothing. Now you have a way out if you retreat, otherwise you will have a dead end!"
Mu Xue said nothing, her expression was quite calm, but the sharpness on her body became more and more powerful, and the air was rushing, cut open by the invisible sharpness. Her eyes were bright, like stars, reflecting the starlight in the sky. As we walked step by step, before we got closer, several centurions couldn't help but spit out blood and became depressed.
Now Mu Xue seems to have undergone some inexplicable changes. Several centuries who have met once were shocked. This woman is stronger than before, not a little bit. They have only seen such a method vaguely in several ten thousand men in the clan.
Along the way, she did not even encounter any obstacles. All the centurions who were blocking Mu Xue were depressed after a few breaths. She felt as if she had entered a state of no one, and in a moment, she crossed the first blockade.
Hundreds and hundreds of captains were unable to stop a single person. When some of the surrounding centurions arrived, Mu Xue had already arrived at the second blockade, and all of them were powerful men of the thousand-level captain level.
"It's you!"
A thousand-man leader looked at Mu Xue and shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have come."
"There is nothing to be right or not, only come or not." Mu Xue's voice was light, filled with an inexplicable charm. The more sharp the sharpness of her body, the more crystal clear the body. The broken sword behind her was roaring, almost connected into a line, turning into a continuous sword chant.
His heart thrust, his eyebrows twitched. The captain finally felt something was wrong. His pupils contracted, and his eyes suddenly felt an incredible look.
"Sword Intention! The sharpness of the sword!"
What is sword art? It is indestructible and everything is broken. It is better to break than bend. It is not as sharp as it is. As one of the nine hundred righteous methods, the sword art is famous all over the world. This commander really did not expect that if he did not see him for a few days, this woman actually realized the rare sword art sharpness and achieved the sword intent.
What is sword art? One of the nine hundred righteous methods. Even the Lei Jian War Department, which is famous for its sword art, is definitely not as many as ten fingers to understand the sharpness of sword art.
Both of them are strong men of the thousand-level power, one has not understood the Tao, and the other has understood the Tao, and it is even one of the nine hundred Dharmas. Even if there is a significant gap in strength, it is enough to make up. Moreover, Mu Xue, now under the pile of Xiao Yi's king-level blood pill, her cultivation and fighting spirit has almost reached three hundred jin of force. Under her special physique, she is almost approaching the peak.
Under the sword intent, the leader of the Yuanmu tribe was unable to move, and even the spiritual world was greatly oppressed and shaky. Mu Xue's spiritual will was very strong. In the feelings of the leader, she even had an extraordinary taste.
A broken sword in the spiritual world was slashed and the sword light was scattered. Almost before Mu Xue approached, the commander of the thousand-man spit out a mouthful of blood, took three steps back, and knelt on the ground on one knee.
"So brave!"
On the wooden road not far away, several thousand men rushed over, the soldiers danced, the fighting spirit whistled, the air was torn apart, revealing a large area of vacuum.
Song!
A sword roared, Mu Xue pointed to a sword and swept it across her chest. A sharp ink-green sword energy roared out and turned into an arc to sweep the thousands of troops.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The human blood soldier was blown up on the spot, and fell apart under the sword energy containing the sword intent, and was difficult to resist and destroyed by the rhythm of Tao.
puff!
Several thousand commanders flew out at a faster speed than they did, but Mu Xue did not kill her. She took a step forward and rushed towards the top of the Tongtian Spirit Wood dozens of feet away. Now, only half a stick of incense is left.
"Stay!"
There were several thousand commanders, and some of them had lower constitutions. The cold war energy was washed away like an ice river. The frozen palm power wanted to freeze Mu Xue, but the broken sword behind her roared lightly, and the sword light flashed, and the battle energy river was divided into two. The frozen palm power was instantly disintegrated, and the commander of thousands was also slashed by a sword, without any resistance.
At the foot of Lingshan.
With less than half a stick of incense left, a green shadow slowly emerged, and a look of surprise hung on the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth. He did not expect that Mu Xue lurked in the Yuanmu Mountains. At this last moment, she chose this way, without concealing her figure or changing her face, but facing her face and pushing her way across.
Sword Intent! Sword Intent! It is really sword intent. Xiao Yi is very familiar with the sword intent and has been exposed to it many times. But for some reason, this sword intent seems to be different. As for what the difference is, Xiao Yi can't tell it, but he just has such a feeling in the dark, which is hard to explain and unclear.
Beside him, the white-haired middle-aged man smiled and nodded, "No, I've looked a little bit, and there may not be that possibility in the future."
What?
Xiao Yi was stunned and did not understand the meaning of the middle-aged man in white hair. At this time, dozens of centurions had already surrounded him. Here, many Yuanmu people had gathered in a short time. They had no good expressions about Xiao Yi and the others who suddenly appeared. There were more than one person who broke into the mountain today.
"Let's go." Xiao Yi said ignoring these people.
"good."
The white-haired middle-aged man nodded, then Xiao Yi took a step forward, looking at the many centuries in front of him as if nothing was missing. At the moment when Xiao Yi stepped on, the dozens of centuries instantly froze and their bodies stopped, as if they were imprisoned, standing still motionless, allowing Xiao Yi and the others to walk through them until their figures disappeared on the wooden path. Dozens of centuries recovered. Each of them looked shocked. For a moment, they only felt that the air around them was as hard as a god. Even in the spiritual world, a huge golden star appeared out of thin air, and the spiritual will was oppressed below and could not move.
"horrible!"
After more than ten breaths, a centurion took a breath of cold air, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes, saying, "One can't stop it, and two can't stop it. I wonder if the adults above can stop it."
Dozens of Yuanmu Clan centurions looked at each other, and from their respective eyes, they seemed to have known the answer. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)