The colorful fairy clouds flew over a sea area. After about four or five hours, Zhuge Buliang suddenly found that the sky in this area suddenly dimmed. The sky was overcast, there was a sense of depression in the air, and the sea water even changed.
It became a dead color.
A ferocious aura rushed towards them, and all the disciples on the colorful fairy cloud woke up and looked at this scene in amazement.
It’s a dead sea! Zhuge Buliang said in surprise.
A huge island is suspended in front of the gray sea. The island is so huge that it cannot be seen at a glance. The island is almost thousands of miles in diameter. The ancient trees on the island are towering, blocking out the sky and the sun, showing signs of primitiveness.
"Didn't you say Qingyue Mountain? Why is it an island?" Zhuge Buliang asked puzzledly.
Yin Mengli said: "Have you seen the towering peak in the center of this giant island? That is Qingyue Mountain. This place is named after this mountain. Although it is an island, it calls itself a mountain."
Zhuge Buliang followed Yin Mengli's gaze and saw that in the center of the giant island, a mountain peak rose from the sky like a sharp sword and rushed into the sky, as if it was standing without any trace of the edge.
The colorful fairy cloud fell and landed on the edge of this giant island. The fairy cloud dispersed and was collected into the palm of Elder Pang's hand.
The disciples of the Yaohai Sect looked at the island in front of them in amazement. It looked like a continent, and it couldn't even be said to be an island.
Nine-tenths of the giant island is covered by primitive jungle, and the remaining one-tenth is the towering peaks. There is a ferocious atmosphere in the air, which makes people shudder, and everyone seems to be in a wilderness.
generally.
"You will have to spend a month here next. Monsters are rampant here. Whether you can survive this month depends entirely on your luck." Old Pang Pang said in a serious voice.
Several streams of light fell from the sky, and dozens of cultivators with swords landed in this area. The leaders were a man and a woman, two middle-aged people, and behind them were a large group of young men and women, with flying swords on their feet. The men were handsome and handsome.
, the woman is graceful and graceful.
"Fellow Taoist Pang Guang, you are well." The middle-aged man at the head greeted Elder Pang with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Huang Ye and Fellow Daoist Su Ying, you two still have the same style~~~" Elder Pang also came forward to greet them.
A few people chatted politely.
Zhuge Buliang whispered: "Senior sister, who are these?"
"They are from Bihailantian Pavilion." Yin Mengli said lightly.
The disciples of Bihailantian Pavilion are dressed like the name of their sect, all wearing blue robes. Bihailantian Pavilion ranks fifteenth among the major immortal sect holy places in Kyushu, and it is also the overlord in Qingzhou. Together with the Yaohai Sect and Qingxiao Sect, it is ranked first in Qingzhou.
The top is the Three Kingdoms, and the second is heaven and earth.
"They are the people of the Yaohai sect."
"The Yaohai sect is known as the tenth largest sect in Kyushu, and it does have the style of a big sect."
"Nearly all of the disciples sent by Yaohai Sect this time are around the foundation-building stage. It seems that the competition this time is more intense than last time."
"So what if the Yaohai sect ranks in the top ten? Everything here depends on everyone's strength."
"Survival of the fittest. In this area, everyone's cultivation is the key to survival."
The disciples of Bihailantian Pavilion cast strange looks at him one by one, and they were bustling with each other.
"Miss Yin, I've been away for ten years and you're fine." At this time, a young man walked out of the Bihailantian Pavilion. He was dressed in a light blue robe, with flying black hair and an elegant demeanor. He was holding a white paper fan and was extremely coquettish.
The fan of the bag is closed.
Yin Mengli frowned slightly, nodded and said, "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Qingye. I'm sorry to see you."
The man named Qingye swung his folding fan and said with a smile: "Since the last time we said goodbye, Xiaosheng has missed Miss Yin very much. Ten years later, Miss Yin is still beautiful."
"Thank you!" Yin Mengli threw out two words coldly.
Qingye glanced at the other girls and said with a smile: "These are Miss Yin's classmates. As expected, they all have beautiful faces."
"Does my beauty include me?" Zhuge Buliang stood up with a smile.