The swaying swordsman then walked towards the purple figure standing in the corner, and the hooligan's eyes lit up, "Huo Huo, good boy--"
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"Congratulations." Luan Tuntian smiled.
"Happy and happy together--" Nangong Haoxuan bowed and congratulated the swordsman.
Although some people were puzzled about what the two of them said, they did not pay too much attention. After all, those who stayed in the corner were usually silent people.
However, only a few people present knew what the two of them meant.
Xian Feike and others looked at the two people in the corner, smiled and shook their heads, "Heroes come from troubled times. These boys are much stronger than us, and their cultivation is..."
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Jiangnan.[
Nowadays, Jiangnan may not be as bloody as before.
Although Fengdu occupied Jiangnan, they did not have much interest in Jiangnan.
After a lot of time to cultivate and nourish, Jiangnan gradually gained rest. With more people, the ghost soldiers of Fengdu were suppressed by the law.
There are many battles in Jiangnan now, but it is flat. Under the storm of the Immortal Alliance and the self-cultivator, the ghost soldiers in Fengdu in Jiangnan have turned into green smoke.
Yanliu Lake is still so quiet and beautiful.
However, there are two figures wandering here, one is snow-white and the other is goose-yellow.
"You said we are waiting for him here, can you see him?" The snow-white and lively voice was Shui Yunxin.
Who else could the goose yellow figure be? "I don't know, maybe I can wait. It is said that this is the gateway of the Holy Clan. Although I didn't see anything, if they would return to the clan, they would probably pass here." Cang Yeyue said. Although it makes sense, Leng Xiaoran now has the Tongsheng Chuan Tianmen in his hand. If he wants to be in the clan, it will only take a moment.
However, they were lucky. After waiting here for nearly two days, they actually saw the light flowing in Yanliu Lake.
The two women had beautiful eyes and saw ten figures from them.
"Hu——" He breathed a sigh of relief, and the two women showed a hint of relief.
"Why are you here?" Leng Xiaoran asked in surprise, then his expression changed, "What happened to the Immortal Alliance?"
Cang Yeyue's eyes were bright and she wanted to speak, but Shui Yunxin took the lead. "It's almost the same."
Leng Xiaoran and others came out of the clan, and their injuries had long been cured. If it weren't for ten of them, no one in the entire holy clan could have left the holy domain.
"Tell me while you walk." Leng Xiaoran said, and then everyone soared into the air.[
...
Shui Yunxin tells the story of the Immortal Alliance, and Leng Xiaoran and others' expressions are also not good-looking. "I can't say how powerful the cultivation of the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu is. I'm afraid the Immortal Alliance plus the power of ten of us may not be his opponent." Leng Xiaoran said.
Cang Yeyue pursed her lips and said, "The power of the devil of the catastrophe is always so puzzling. Where did they come from?"
Feng Zhi glanced at Cang Yeyue, and saw that Cang Yeyue's face seemed to be so pale forever.
The battle is about to happen, but Jin Qian is in the mood to tease him: "The two girls are here to find Leng Xiaoran, right?"
Cang Yeyue thought about this and nodded casually, while Shui Yunxin was quick-thought and immediately saw through the trick of the golden spear and shook her head.
However, one of the two women shook their heads and the other nodded, which immediately gave everyone a special feeling.
Everyone's eyes were filled with thoughts, while Shui Yunxin's face turned red, and Cang Yeyue was still confused and unaware of it.
"I'm looking for you." Shui Yunxin finally made up for it weakly.
"Oh, we are looking for us. You just want to see may not be us..." Jin Qian smiled softly, his eyes comparing to Leng Xiaoran, but found that Leng Xiaoran's expression was still so dull. I don't know if it was pretending or... he just needs to pretend?
Bai Ling'er was beside Leng Xiaoran, with beautiful eyes looking at Shui Yunxin and Cang Yeyue. Bai Ling'er had seen the two women a long time ago. He knew that the two women were in love. Bai Ling'er knew the feeling very clearly in her heart, and Bai Ling'er also knew Leng Xiaoran's reaction.
Leng Xiaoran said indifferently: "Have you decided to declare war on a date?"
"No." Shui Yunxin thought for a moment, then continued, "If there is, I will have left."
"Since that's the case, we'd better go back quickly." Leng Xiaoran rushed away without saying a word...
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Xuandu Peak at night.
The lights are bright and the crowds are surging.
Ten figures came to Xuandu Peak, and everyone showed a look of admiration. Ten people had seen a lot of this look. They were watched ten thousand years ago and were also seen ten thousand years later.
However, not long ago, everyone was still thorned by the thorns in their eyes, but now they have turned into the god of salvation. This gap made everyone feel a sense of coldness in the world.
Life is a white cloud, fame, fortune and power are passing clouds. If you are too persistent, a hundred years of life will pass in a moment.
Xianfeike actually came out to greet ten people, "Ten have been missing for a long time." This unwilling sentence made everyone feel that Xianfeike is already at work now.
"It's indeed a long time no see." Everyone laughed.
Everyone entered the hall and could talk about, "What is the trend of Fengdu?" Leng Xiaoran faced the problem.
Xian Feike waved his hand and said to Xuanyuan Xiu, who had never forgotten the information, "After returning to Fengdu half a month ago, the troops in Fengdu ignored the shocking changes in Jiangnan, but still planned to fight head-on with our Immortal Alliance. Five days ago, the troops in Fengdu had already begun to assemble, and I think I will arrive at Xuandu Peak in the next few days."
Leng Xiaoran thought for a while, then said, "If there was no Ghost Emperor and there were no peak powerhouses, how likely would the Immortal Alliance win against Fengdu?"
Everyone was stunned when Leng Xiaoran asked this. Then Xuanyuan Xiu thought for a while, shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know how many hidden powers are in Fengdu, but if it is said by the Saint Son of Water, our chances of victory are seven levels. In terms of the right time, place, and people, the Immortal Alliance basically wins Fengdu."
Leng Xiaoran looked at Xuanyuan Xiu, then smiled and said, "It seems that everyone's confidence is still there."
As soon as these words came out, everyone shook their heads and smiled slightly. It turned out that Leng Xiaoran was trying to deceive everyone at this time.
"Since that's the case..." Leng Xiaoran said, but before the words were finished, everyone felt a pressure above the sky.
"It's coming so fast..." Leng Xiaoran frowned.
Immediately everyone walked out of the hall and looked at the sky on Xuandu Peak. "Have you found the flag bearer of the twelve immortals and the flame flags?" Leng Xiaoran asked sternly.
"Don't worry, the flag bearer of the formation base is not like last time." Xuanyuan Shi showed a trace of strong confidence.
Leng Xiaoran glanced at Xuanyuan Shi and then said, "Since that's the case, then... don't let me down."
Everyone looked at the sky, and black clouds rushed from the direction of Fengdu like tides.
Jing Xian Zhenren swayed gently with one hand, while the other hand tapped and calculated, "The road ahead is dangerous--" he never said this sentence, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes, "This is a crucial battle."
"Don't worry." Xian Feike patted Jing Xian Zhenren's back lightly, and the depressedness and anxiety on his body were wiped out. A heroic aura emerged from the bottom of his heart. I don't know if it was because of the appearance of Leng Xiaoran and the ten people, or whether he had completely abandoned life and death, righteousness and evil.
The dark clouds rolled in, and the night was quiet and dim. However, once the black clouds were covered, the moonlight seemed to have strength.
A huge voice came from the sky, "Slaying demons and crying, slaying gods and destroying immortals--" the breath of the golden sword and iron horse was revealed.
Everyone's expression changed when they heard this, and the Xian Feike's voice was extremely low. "It seems that the Ghost Emperor's method is not simple. Fengdu miscellaneous soldiers can actually train so well-"
"Fengdu leads 100,000 troops and enters the visit to the Immortal Alliance. I wonder if you don't welcome them?" The Ghost Emperor's voice reached any corner up and down Xuandu Peak.
"100,000..." Xuanyuan Xiu murmured in a low voice, questioning the seventh-level winning rate mentioned earlier.
Leng Xiaoran's eyes were all tall and big skeleton knights, and the bronze sword in the knight's hand was shining with cold light.
"Where are there 100,000 soldiers and horses from Fengdu?" Leng Xiaoran asked, wondering who he asked?
No one in the Immortal Alliance answered, but the Ghost Emperor smiled and said, "Since ancient times, there have been more than one deceased, and the 100,000 Iron Cavalry are just some of my elites."
As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone was shocked and angry, and everyone was indignant about the Ghost Emperor's actions.
"You do this, no difference from digging graves and robbing corpses." Leng Xiaoran shook his head and suddenly shouted: "The twelve immortals' fire flags--"
As soon as Leng Xiaoran said this, twelve figures appeared in the scene immediately. The faces were indeed very different from those I had encountered before, and each figure was familiar with it.
"Sure enough-" Leng Xiaoran glanced at her eyes and knew that almost all the peak powerhouses in the Immortal Alliance had been released. Among them were the three women of Shui Yunxin, who were the first to advance, and the Luan Swallowing Heaven and the Swinging Swordsmen.
There was also a little surprise among them. The white clothes were as bright as snow, and the sword light was like a gentleman. Bai Yuze's cultivation also broke through the peak and had already surpassed him in his previous life.
There is also another master of swordsmanship - Jian Jue.
Leng Xiaoran felt a trace of Jian Jue's aura from Bai Yuze, and knew that Bai Yuze must have been with Jian Jue, the leader of the Jian Sect, before.
However, the aura of the two of them was that Jian Jue's sword breath was extremely sharp. If they could not kill Jiutian, they would inevitably be suppressed by Jiutian.
Twelve voices held a flag in hand, with different patterns embroidered on the flag, and the flames slowly rose from the flag.
At this moment, the Ten Saints had already flashed with light and were in a daze, waiting for the Ghost Emperor to come and face the challenge...