In the wilderness of tall autumn grass and withered grass, the sky is green and the ground is ocher. A mid-speed hound gallops by as fast as the wind, smelling the blood dripping from the injured beast in the grass, and pursues it in the same direction.
Behind the hounds, dozens of people galloped on their horses. Although there were only a few dozen people, they had the heroic spirit of thousands of horses galloping.
However, somewhere deep in the clouds in the sky above them, seven lights and shadows suddenly stopped and looked quietly at the scene below.
After a long time, Chi Mingxuan raised his head and said: "Going further, we will reach the Qiyuan Gate."
This group of people was naturally Zheng Haotian. After preparing for three months in the sect, they gathered together and, under the leadership of Chi Mingxuan, tore through space and arrived here.
However, after arriving here, they did not dare to continue using this method.
It's nothing to tear apart the space within your own sect, but tearing up the space within the sphere of influence of other sects is an extreme provocation.
Not to mention one of the eight super sects like the Qiyuan Sect, even an ordinary medium-sized sect would definitely not allow such a thing to happen casually.
Of course, if the one who tore apart the space was the Great Spirit, or even the Grandmaster, then these sects might not pay attention, but it is obvious that Zheng Haotian and others definitely do not have such cultivation.
Yu Weihua looked down and said, "Senior Brother Chi, are these people also under the Qiyuan Sect?"
"Yes, the Qiyuan Sect advocates martial arts. Even ordinary people who cannot cultivate Qi are very powerful and like to hunt on the prairie." Chi Mingxuan was silent for a moment and said with emotion: "When it comes to the eight major sects,
The only one with the strongest internal martial arts style is the Qi Yuan Sect."
Wenren Bingying smiled politely and said: "Senior Brother Chi, since we are already here, let's go in."
Chi Mingxuan nodded slightly. Among these people, he was undoubtedly the oldest and most famous. Although Zheng Haotian, a rising star, was in the limelight in the outside world for a while, he would not take the initiative to challenge his authority.
Everyone landed and continued flying forward in mid-air.
This time they deliberately leaked their whereabouts, so after flying a few miles, a huge light lit up in front, and a huge fishing boat-like boat came up to them.
"Who is coming? Please tell me your name quickly and stop for inspection. Otherwise, no one will kill you."
An unceremonious roar came over.
Yu Weihua frowned and said, "These people are really rude."
A trace of anger also flashed across Chi Mingxuan's face. If he were an ordinary spiritual cultivator, he would be more restrained after coming to the land of Qiyuanmen, even if he was treated so roughly by an ordinary cultivator.
The only way to deal with it is to swallow your anger.
But they are different. As one of the eight major sects, Wanjian Sect naturally has a side that cannot be insulted.
He roared angrily, and the sound rumbled like a giant thunder in the sky.
The flying warship opposite suddenly lit up. It was a defensive light curtain. After feeling Chi Mingxuan's sonic attack, it actually turned on and protected the people in the warship.
"Okay, you come to our Qiyuanmen and you dare to hurt people. I think you don't want to go back alive." The voice became more and more angry and said: "I will definitely capture you alive, cramp and skin you."
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Chi Mingxuan laughed angrily and said, "What an arrogant tone. I want to see how you do it."
With a movement of his body, he rushed over like flying, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the war boat.
In the war boat, a burly man was cursing ferociously, and he was startled when he suddenly saw Chi Mingxuan appearing in front of him.
Then, he saw the other party raised his fist and smashed it towards the light mask.
The big man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Idiot, this is my Qi Yuan Sect war boat, how can you destroy it...Eh, uh, impossible."
His laughter immediately turned into an exclamation of disbelief, and the look on his face became frightened.
Chi Mingxuan's punch was so powerful that with one punch, the light shield suddenly cracked inch by inch and ceased to exist.
Such a war boat is actually just a small war boat in the Qiyuan Sect. If it is an ordinary cultivator, even the tenth level peak may not be able to easily break it.
But Chi Mingxuan is a strong spiritual body, and he is also a demon spirit refiner who is famous for his physical strength.
With one punch, it was naturally shattered into pieces.
"咣珰..."
A huge noise rang out from the war boat, echoing endlessly in the void.
After seeing the scene of Chi Mingxuan punching the mask, this big man was so frightened that he immediately passed on the signal of crisis.
Chi Mingxuan put his hands behind his back and looked at him coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and a huge pressure fell on this big man like a mountain.
Although this man had some backbone, his strength was far inferior to that of Chi Mingxuan. He only lasted a few breaths before completely collapsing.
His legs softened and he collapsed on the ground, his whole body trembling as if shaking.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Suddenly, dozens of war boats flew in from afar, the largest of which was dozens of feet long.
On top of the war boats, human figures looked longingly, and powerful and shining light shields appeared around all the war boats. It was obvious that the opponent had activated defense measures in advance.
"Help."
When the big man saw the reinforcements, he was like a drowning man who had found the last straw. Regardless of whether these people could save him in the hands of this terrifying man, he roared as loud as he could.
There was a flash of light on the largest war boat, and a man had already flown over.
The other war boats spread out in all directions, vaguely surrounding the seven of them in the center. However, these people did not attack recklessly, but focused on everyone with vigilant and hostile eyes.
Zheng Haotian frowned slightly, and the skin on his body was slightly numb. His eyes fell on the largest war boat, and he saw several dark and long steel pipes protruding from the side of the war boat, aiming right at them. .
"This is the spiritual power cannon on the war boat. Its power is as powerful as a full blow from a strong spiritual body. We should not underestimate it." Wenren Bingying said softly.
Her voice was not loud, but it was enough for the other party to hear clearly.
The person who flew out of the war boat was a middle-aged man. He originally had an angry look on his face, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but be startled.
What did this young woman say?
Not to be underestimated...
For a spiritual cannon that is comparable to a full-strength blow from a strong spiritual body, is it enough that it should not be underestimated?
Suddenly, a terrifying thought came to his mind.
This sentence is definitely not what an ordinary cultivator is qualified to say.
A flash of light suddenly flashed across his eyes, which was the result of using his spiritual power to the extreme.
Then, his expression suddenly became extremely wonderful.
Because in his eyes he actually saw a group, no... a whole seven groups of dazzling circles of light.
Each of these circles of light was so shocking. If he had only seen one group, he might have been able to remain calm. However, the meaning represented by the seven circles of light was really shocking.
"Pa..."
He stretched out his hand without hesitation, and something suddenly flew up from his hand, flying straight into the sky with a sharp and piercing roar, and suddenly exploded high in the sky, releasing a beautiful firework.
Although the sun was still shining brightly at this time, the fireworks were still bright enough for people within a hundred miles to clearly see them.
Of course, what followed the fireworks were powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, which spread out in all directions at an unparalleled speed.
Chi Mingxuan smiled coldly. The seven of them watched calmly, and no one took action to stop it.
The faces of everyone on the war boats changed drastically. They never expected that this senior brother who usually thought highly of himself would directly call for reinforcements without even daring to say a word about the situation.
Moreover, what he released was a signal flare that could only be used in the most critical situations.
"Shua..."
Just within the area where the fireworks exploded, a huge gap suddenly opened.
Then, a figure flashed out of it.
The eyes of Zheng Haotian and others condensed, the space was torn apart, and the strong spiritual body was revealed.
Until this moment, the real strong man finally appeared.
This was an old man with green hair. His eyes were cold and gloomy, and his body was filled with a cold aura like the twelfth lunar month of winter. However, the moment he came out, all the disciples of Qi Yuan Sect breathed a sigh of relief.
They bowed in unison and said, "I have met Elder Yang Taishang."
Wenren Bingying's face changed slightly and she whispered: "This is the Supreme Elder Yang Dongsheng of the Qiyuan Sect. Why is he on duty today? What a bad luck."
Zheng Haotian and others all understood the meaning of Wenren Bingying's words, and she actually had a heart of awe for this person.
Although the seven of them are all newly promoted spiritual beings, this number is really terrifying. It can be seen that Wenren Bingying was still so afraid when she met this person. This shows that this person is by no means an ordinary person.
Strong spiritual bodies can compare.
The green-haired old man ignored the disciple's salute and turned his attention to Chi Mingxuan.
Chi Mingxuan smiled bitterly and said, "My nephew Mingxuan has met Uncle Yang."
Yang Dongsheng snorted coldly: "You little guy, haven't you just achieved a mere spiritual body? Why, bring someone to trouble my old man."
Chi Mingxuan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No matter how courageous my nephew is, he would not dare to be rude to you, Uncle Yang." He bowed deeply and said, "My father asked my nephew to do you a favor."
Only then did Yang Dongsheng's expression soften, and a rare smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he said: "That old ghost will also say hello to me, huh, I don't believe he has such good intentions."
Chi Mingxuan looked embarrassed, but no matter how he said this sentence, it seemed inappropriate.
Yang Dongsheng suddenly turned his head and asked sternly: "What happened just now?"
At this time, the Qi Yuan Sect disciples on the war boat were already stunned with shock, and the big man who had spoken rudely earlier was even more frightened and trembling.
Only then did he realize that he had really offended a big shot that he couldn't offend.