At the moment when the Yanyue Xuantian Clan monk's clone died, there was a fierce fight in the Yanyue Sixth Domain, three areas away from the restricted area where Xu Qing and the captain were, and it was coming to an end.
The people who took action were two cultivators from Yanyue Xuantian's clan.
The bodies of these two people are several feet tall. They have blond hair and golden eyes. Their bodies are filled with divine meaning. There are three forbidden mountains floating above each of them, emitting a dense and heterogeneous atmosphere.
The fight between each other was accompanied by howling wind and thunder. Not only did the sound spread in all directions, but also rules and laws collided. There were many monks from the Yanyue Xuantian Clan's affiliated tribes around, watching.
At this moment, with a muffled sound, the body of one of the Yanyue Xuantian monks in the battle collapsed and was torn into pieces. While blood was scattered, his head was lifted up by another person and placed in front of him.
"You know clearly that it is a forbidden area designated by me, but you still dare to take away the forbidden mountain?"
The murderer spoke calmly.
"Yun Fanzi, I sent this avatar to you, but on your way to the sacred mountain, my real body will come to you. I hope you can keep all the forbidden mountains intact."
The head looked at the murderer and let out a deep voice.
Known as Yun Fanzi's Cultivator, he looked as usual and threw the head into the Forbidden Mountain in mid-air with a wave of his hand.
As the mountain roared and created coercion, the head rotted rapidly and eventually turned into fly ash. However, it did not dissipate. Instead, it emitted the meaning of teleportation and teleported away together with the broken flesh fragments on the ground.
Yun Fanzi ignored it and raised his hand to grab it. In the distance, the three forbidden mountains that originally belonged to the dead people flew over and surrounded him. From a distance, the heterogeneity produced by the six mountains was extremely dense.
A billowing black mist formed in the sky, which was shocking.
The people watching all around lowered their heads one by one. For them, the subordinate ethnic groups were not qualified to participate in the battle between Yanyue Xuantian's own cultivators.
This is especially true during big hunting.
As for the Yanyue Xuantian clan, it can be said that everyone is a genius, and every one of them has amazing methods. This is why all the affiliated clans have chosen to surrender from the bottom of their hearts after bowing their heads again and again for countless years.
one.
As for Yun Fanzi, who was in mid-air, his eyes swept across the ground.
He looked down upon those affiliated ethnic groups. After sweeping them away, he was about to leave. But at this moment, his forward body suddenly paused and turned his head sharply to look into the distance.
His expression also changed in an instant, and he felt that one of his clones that had dispersed into the restricted areas of other areas had disappeared.
Generally speaking, as a member of Yanyue Xuantian's clan, even if the clone dies, the origin will be teleported back, just like the one he killed just now, and all the flesh and blood will be teleported away in the end.
This is the tacit understanding among the monks of the Yanyue Xuantian clan. Generally speaking, unless it is a life-and-death feud, the clan will not erase the origin of the other party, and most of them will restrain themselves and wait for the final hunt in the divine realm.
Spent it all.
In the first stage, the source of the clone disappears, which is rare.
"Who is it?"
Yun Fanzi's eyes were gloomy, he snorted coldly, and walked towards the direction where the clone died.
At the same time, in the direction he was going, in the sky several domains away, Xu Qing and the captain were moving forward.
Along the way, the captain looked sour and looked at Xu Qing from time to time without saying a word.
Xu Qing was normal at first, but when he was looked at, he felt helpless. He took out an orange from his storage bag and threw it over.
"Senior Brother, do you eat oranges?"
The captain instinctively raised his hand to take it, but upon hearing this, he could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart and spoke sternly.
"Little Ah Qing, as a man, you have to rely on your own strength and not on women. How can you be considered a good man? If you are good-looking, can you be used as food?"
Xu Qing corrected himself after hearing this.
"He is not a woman, He is God."
The captain took a deep breath and spoke disdainfully.
"Going to God is amazing. I have also gone to God, so let's do that."
Xu Qing could only remain silent when he heard these words of tiger and wolf.
The captain's sadness was obviously still there, so on the way back, he would make some earth-shattering words from time to time...
In this way, time passed and half a month passed.
The inner realm of Yan Yue Xuantian appeared in the eyes of Xu Qing and the captain.
The reason why it is so fast is because of domain-level teleportation. This kind of teleportation cannot be used by ordinary cultivators. It requires a specific identity, such as the qualification for the Great Hunt.
Originally, according to the captain's plan, it would take longer to reach the inner domain, but Xu Qing took out the token...
This was also the source of the captain's even greater sadness on the way back.
Until now, when he saw the inner realm of Yanyue Xuantian, the captain was still a little bloated. He reluctantly sighed, took out a peach, and bit it hard. Just when he was about to speak, his expression suddenly moved, and he looked into the distance.
Sky.
Xu Qing also raised his head and looked at the sky within Yanyue Xuantian Clan's territory, turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Waves of terrifying pressure also spread in all directions as the red light spread. It seemed that at the end of the red light, there was a huge thing roaring forward in the sky.
After a while, this behemoth slowly came into the eyes of Xu Qing and the captain.
It was an alien head.
The skin is brown, the head has double horns, the overall shape is oval, and a ring is tied to the nostril.
There are seven eyes on the face, and between the gray and withered eyes, you can see the figure of a monk sitting cross-legged and meditating.
Each one is a cultivator of Yanyue Xuantian's own clan, and their aura is astonishing.
The head is as big as a city and can be seen even from a long distance. The red light all around emanates from this head.
Xu Qing did not know the clan to which this head belonged, but he could feel the residual thoughts of Yun Shen through the pressure emanating from the head.
That seems to be a powerful head!
The most important thing is that there is a sense of spirituality permeating it. After Xu Qing felt it, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.
But at this moment, the head seemed to have been refined into a magic weapon. Although there were long withered hair flying on the top of the head, there was a large area in the middle without hair.
Buildings were built everywhere, and people could be seen bustling with them.
Like a market.
Looking from a distance, people fly out from time to time and turn into rainbows.
And with its arrival, strong winds fell from the sky and set off a storm on the ground. The figures of Xu Qing and the captain also had to drop a little.
"I actually met Xuanyuefang."
The captain stared at Shao Qing with memories in his eyes. After gradually recognizing him, surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Xuanyuefang?"
Xu Qing looked at the captain.
Hearing Xu Qing's question, the captain raised his chin.
"God didn't tell you?"
Xu Qing blinked, knowing that the senior brother was feeling sad all the way, so he shook his head with regret on his expression.
Noticing Xu Qing's expression, the captain felt a little more relaxed and spoke proudly.
"Xuanyuefang, this is the unique market method of the Yanyue Xuantian clan. The Yanyue Xuantian clan often does not have a fixed residence, and they all move around three movable siquan tents."
"And Xuanyuefang is the characteristic of the Yanyue Xuantian clan's foreign business."
"As for the head itself, judging from the aura of the gods on its body, this thing most likely comes from the divine realm."
"The Yanyue Xuantian Clan just likes to tear open a certain divine domain during big hunting and break in to hunt. You say they seek death. They do it every time. You say they don't seek death, but after all, that's it.
It’s the realm of God.”
"I don't know if the three gods of the sun, moon and stars will one day offend someone who cannot be offended, and then they will be slapped to death."
The captain sighed and muttered with emotion.
"Whenever the day comes, it's best to slap that old bitch Yueyan to death first, and then slap that little slut Xingyan to death."
Xu Qing was silent.
After the captain finished speaking, he seemed to feel much relieved.
"If you have the big hunting token, we can go in. Let's go and see what good things are inside."
With that said, the captain swayed and flew straight to Xuanyuefang in the distance. Xu Qing turned into a rainbow behind him. As he got closer, the pressure from Xuanyuefang became stronger.
The hustle and bustle inside became increasingly clear, and Xu Qing even saw many shops and stalls from a distance.
This reminded him of the ghost shop.
It is also a head, and it is also a city. There are similarities between the two.
Xu Qing pondered, he didn't know if this was a coincidence or if there was some hidden meaning.
So I felt the little shadow.
In the ghost shop back then, that head was attracted to Xiaoying.
As for Xiaoying, after absorbing the previous restricted area, he seemed to be digesting it, as if sleeping.
Just like this, as Xu Qing and the captain approached, Xuanyuefang became bigger and bigger in their eyes. When they saw that they were less than a thousand feet away, a low roar that made the world change color came from Xuanyuefang.
It came out, penetrated gold and cracked stone, causing countless thunders, and even ripples were set off in nothingness.
As the sound echoed, a strange ferocious beast rushed out from Xuanyuefang.
This ferocious beast is not very big, only a hundred feet long, but the pressure on its body is not much worse than that of this head. If an ordinary monk takes just one look, his mind will be shaken, as if his soul has been possessed.
This beast has a body shape like a wolf, with an overall blue-black color, but it has a tortoise-shell back, a face like a ghost, and white hair spread out on the top of its head, which looks very strange.
And the ghost face on it is not one, but six.
In addition to its head, its limbs, knees, and the end of its tail, there are ghostly faces appearing, which is shocking.
There were even low growls and roars coming from these six sides.
The lower part is also astonishing, it is a sea of ghosts appearing out of thin air.
It was clearly moving along the sea of ghosts, as if everything it passed represented death and catastrophe. As for the top of its head, among the white hair, there was a person standing.
This man was wearing a purple and gold battle armor, he was tall, his blond hair was swaying in the wind, and his eyes were like torches that seemed to burn all the creatures that looked at him.
There was even more Yun Shen fluctuations rising on his body, causing thunder to roll in the sky. At the same time, he drove that ferocious and strange beast away from Xuanyuefang and roared away into the distant sky.
In Xuanyuefang, all the Yanyue clan members who saw this scene showed enthusiasm and bowed their heads in worship.
Xu Qing's heart was filled with excitement, and the captain next to him whispered at this moment.
"I know the name of that vicious beast. It's called Ghost Car."
"I have never seen the people on it, but there are only one kind of monks who can wear purple and gold armor."