In the center of the Chixiao Mortal Realm is a wild land. Mountains are crisscrossed here, spiritual grass is everywhere, ancient trees are towering, and spiritual beasts are rampant. However, just a few days ago, the originally peaceful environment here experienced huge turmoil.
A powerful shock wave emerged from the ground. Then, the mountains collapsed and the ground rose, as if something came out of the ground.
The trickling stream was cut into several sections, like a waterfall, pouring down from the collapsed mountains. The spirit beasts ran around, as if they had encountered the end of the world, without stopping.
The turmoil lasted for three days.
Three days later, a huge palace-like mausoleum shining with a light blue light shield stood on the ground.
The Chixiao Mortal Realm, which had been silent for nearly a hundred years, was boiling with the appearance of this mausoleum.
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But he said that the "Ten Young Elites" from the "Purple Cloud Sea" were riding on the huge "Cloud Eagle" and rushed to the "Fanjun Mausoleum".
The so-called: Wangshan is like running to death.
Although the 'Fanjun Mausoleum' seemed to be only a few dozen miles away from a distance, it actually took three days to get there.
Ye Junlin sat on the back of the 'Cloud Eagle' with a solemn expression, his eyes sweeping across the mountains, rivers and trees, quite like a king looking down on the world.
Yang Gongcheng carried a black iron sword on his back and sat cross-legged next to Ye Junlin with his eyes closed. An unknown set of mysterious training skills was quietly working on his body. His talent was not high, but he could have
Today's cultivation is entirely due to hard work.
On the other side of Ye Junlin, Yunfeng, Guan Peiyan and four other warriors were also practicing with their eyes closed. Song Miaoyu was sitting far away from Ye Junlin. The scenes where Ye Junlin molested her last time were still like a black mist.
The same thing enveloped her heart.
The faces of the nine teenagers were all flashing with nervousness and a little excitement, except for one person.
That is Gao Changgu.
His brows were furrowed and his face was uncertain, as if he was having a fierce struggle in his heart...
"唳——"
When it was about to approach the 'Fanjun Mausoleum', the huge Cloud Eagle suddenly let out a long roar as a huge coercion descended on it.
Not only Yunying, but every warrior, including Yun Zhenyu, also felt this terrifying pressure. It was like a huge palm, pushing all the people and spiritual beasts towards them.
Shoot down.
"Yunying, let's land!" Yun Zhenyu said slightly helplessly.
"唳——" Yunying roared, as if in response to Yun Zhenyu's words, then its huge wings suddenly waved, and it slowly landed downwards...
Below the sky, in an open space, a dozen people were resting. They were all wearing black brocade clothes, with a huge wolf head embroidered on the chest of the brocade clothes.
There is no doubt that they are members of the ‘Wild Wolf Gang’.
The ‘Wild Wolf Gang’ is closer to here, so they have to come earlier than the people from ‘Ziyunhai’.
Seeing the giant eagle landing, all the warriors of the 'Wild Wolf Gang' stood up suddenly. Strong profound energy rippled on their bodies, and they watched with vigilance.
"Brother Leng, you came quite early!" Yun Zhenyu was the first to speak.
"It turns out to be Brother Yun!" A dark, thin middle-aged man among the warriors of the 'Wild Wolf Gang' responded.
The middle-aged man's name is "Leng Li", and he is the second elder of the "Wild Wolf Gang" and a low-level black practitioner. He and Yun Zhenyu have known each other since they were young, and they have been together for thirty or forty years.
"Brother Leng!" Yun Zhenyu walked down from the giant eagle and cupped his fists towards Leng Li.
"Brother Yun!" Leng Li stretched out his arms, and the two forty-year-old men hugged each other tightly. A strange atmosphere suddenly filled the air.
"Um..." Seeing the strange expressions on everyone's faces, Yun Feng hurriedly cleared his throat and explained in a low voice: "My father and Uncle Leng once lived and died together."
"Oh~" Everyone collectively said "Oh", not knowing what they meant.
Perhaps it was the voice of the 'naughty kids' on the Ziyunhai side that interrupted the two old men's sympathy. They turned their heads coldly, looked at Ye Junlin and others and said: "This is your new generation.
'disciple?"
"Yeah. A bunch of naughty brats." Yun Zhenyu said, with a rather proud look on his face.
"Not bad, not bad." Leng Li looked at Ye Junlin and others and praised.
"Your 'Wild Wolf Gang' is not bad! You are all 'high-level profound practitioners'!" Yun Zhenyu looked at the new generation disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang' and couldn't help shouting.
The ‘Wild Wolf Gang’ is the paradise of ‘Beast Warriors’, and ‘Beast Warriors’ are almost overwhelming among warriors of the same level!
"Um." Leng Li was not complimentary and said directly: "These little wolf cubs are practicing very hard. I'm quite satisfied with this."
After speaking sternly, Ye Junlin looked at the ten disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang': ten disciples, eight men and two women, exactly the same ratio of men to women here in the 'Purple Cloud Sea'. They were divided into
There are two parts, each with five people. Obviously, the ten of them are not getting along well.
While Ye Junlin and others were looking at the disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang', the people from the 'Wild Wolf Gang' were also doing the same action.
"Junlin, look at that guy." Yang Gongcheng pointed at a person who looked like a 'little boss' and said.
Ye Junlin followed Yang Gongcheng's hand and saw a burly young man who looked like a 'little boss' glancing towards them. Around his neck, hung a gold necklace as thick as a 'dog chain'.
His hands and body were covered with gold ornaments, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was 'rich'.
Under the sunlight, these golds exude a golden brilliance, making the young man look very impressive.
"What a rich man!" Yang Gongcheng secretly exclaimed.
Ye Junlin stared at this young man, and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. Ye Junlin pondered, and a heavy smile suddenly appeared on the face that he was destined to remember for the rest of his life.
"Junlin, you are such a brat!" the 'rich man' shouted, and then he rushed over like a tiger.
There is no doubt that the ‘local tycoon’ is Liang Bufan.
"Hey, rich man. You are really rich now." The two teenagers hugged each other, their love for each other unlimited.
Seeing the situation, the other teenagers from 'Ziyunhai' and the 'Wild Wolf Gang' had black lines on their faces.
"What kind of day is it today? Why are there always two grown men hugging each other..." Everyone thought in unison.
Yun Zhenyu turned his head and stared at Liang Bufan.
"Who is this kid?" Yun Zhenyu turned his head and asked Leng Li.
"Our ancestor's direct disciple - Liang Bufan." Leng Li replied, with a look of pride on his face.
"Is that the legendary 'Dragon Warrior'?" Yun Zhenyu suddenly said loudly.
"Of course." He smiled coldly, and his sense of pride became even stronger...