At this moment, many people dressed in different clothes gathered from all sides, but after careful observation, they knew that they were other disciples of the same power level. First of all, they were wearing blue clothes and a long sword on them. The leader of the Divine Sword Sect was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance.

"Thunder God, long time no see, I came early enough!" The Divine Sword Sect and Qingyun Sword Sect are far apart, and there is no conflict of interest, so they are still relatively friendly.

"Baiyunzi, you are also very good. I heard that your Baiyun Sword has been mastered and you have time to practice."

Thor's eyes lit up when he saw this ordinary middle-aged man.

Bai Yunzi had no choice but to smile embarrassedly. He didn't want to fight against Thunder God, a martial arts madman, for no reason.

Behind Bai Yunzi there were more than a hundred disciples wearing blue clothes, without saying a word, but the momentum gathered together made the airflow around them fluctuate, and they were all elite.

The other one came from the Tu Ling Sect, and the leader was naturally Guo Rong, followed by the elites of more than 100 people in the transcendent realm. Seeing that he just nodded politely, he didn't say much and set up camp hundreds of meters away from Nie Wushuang and the others to settle the bill. He was obviously a little introverted.

One of the gloomy young men wearing yellow clothes were the one who escaped from Huitian Pavilion. When he saw Nie Wushuang, the cold light in his eyes was enough to freeze the world. Nie Wushuang and Yuan Huanxi felt something, and their eyelids were picked, making them look calm and light.

The final team is the figure in the Fire God Palace, the helm behind the Purple Moon Dynasty. The Fire God Palace is stronger than the Qingyun Sword Sect, the Tu Ling Sect and the Divine Sword Sect. It is the most promising Yunxiao-level force with the most hope of becoming a powerful force. The masters in it are at least twice as many as ordinary Yunxiao-level forces.

He controlled the three dynasties, including the Purple Moon Dynasty, and its power radiated hundreds of thousands of miles around. It can be said that there are many masters. So this time, all the people who came here were transmuted cultivators of the perfect level, and not dozens, but a total of two hundred people. They were uniformly wearing leather armor made of fiery red iron armor rhinoceros leather. It can be said that they were armed to their teeth. Even Thunder God looked solemn, let alone others.

The leader is not a middle-aged man, nor an old man, but a young man. And this young man is as handsome as a god. He looks ordinary, but once he looks closely, he will find that he cannot see his appearance clearly. His spiritual sense and other exploration methods cannot be applied at all, as if there is a volcano in his body.

How much energy a volcano should have can be said to be earth-shaking and can destroy a city.

"Senior Thunder God, Senior Guo Rong, Senior Bai Yunzi, and Junior Master Ji Wuchang, the true disciple of the Fire God Palace, are polite."

Ji Wuchang was impeccable in front of his seniors, and was as handsome as a demon. Don’t you see many beautiful disciples looking like a silly girl.

Thunder God, Guo Rong and Bai Yunzi were all shocked. The true disciples represent the luck of the sect. Only true disciples can fully receive the full training of the sect and use various materials at will.

The minimum standard for the Yunxiao-level, especially the true disciples of the Fire God Palace is the fifth level of magical powers, and there are only about ten true disciples of the Fire God Palace. You can imagine how powerful the Fire God Palace is.

"Young Master Ji, please be polite. Then we will each place our own disciples and wait until the secret realm is opened tomorrow morning to act together."

Guo Rong responded, smiling, which made people feel good. Thor nodded the same way, without saying anything more.

Ji Wuchang left here with a smile, and set up a tent a hundred meters away and disappeared.

"Senior sister, how much do you know about Ji Wuchang?"

Nie Wushuang saw Ji Wuchang's unfathomable strength, and his divine consciousness did not dare to approach him within ten feet. The rich blood and energy of Qi and blood as the essence and wolf smoke hindered Nie Wushuang's divine consciousness. He knew that Ji Wuchang was definitely not a powerful existence that he could face.

"Ji Wuchang is known as the Young Master Wuchang. His personality is mysterious and changeable, vicious and vicious. He practiced the Fire Wurui Sword from the Fire God Palace. He entered the Fahai realm two years ago. Now he is twenty-five years old. When you encounter it in the future, you must be careful."

Yuan Huanxi also looked solemn. After all, even though she was a genius in cultivation, she had already reached the second level of magical power at the age of twenty, but the gap between her monsters like Ji Wuchang cannot be solved by the Tao.

"Senior sister, I remember." Nie Wushuang secretly gritted his teeth and had to practice hard. He was still too weak and had no say in occasions like today.

Thunder God was soon ready for everything needed to rest. The night came soon. Nie Wushuang naturally lived with Yuan Huanxi because of Yuan Huanxi. Others didn't know, and even if they knew, they couldn't do anything. After all, Thunder God is suppressing everything now.

Tonight, Nie Wushuang only operated the Primitive Nirvana Sutra twice, and did not practice other boxing techniques, body techniques, etc., because he wanted to calm down, and Yuan Huanxi didn't have to worry because she couldn't enter the secret realm.

Seeing Nie Wushuang sitting cross-legged, his hands and fingers were connected into a circle, making a baby shape. This is the method of embracing the original Nirvana Sutra, which is dedicated to meditation and concentration, and has an extraordinary effect on the peace of soul and soul.

Half an hour passed, Nie Wushuang opened his dark eyes and saw that Yuan Huanxi was already in his sleeping bag. So he followed him in and gently hugged Yuan Huanxi from behind.

Yuan Huanxi moved his body, not resisting Nie Wushuang's hands holding her waist. Nie Wushuang felt that Yuan Huanxi's small waist was soft and elastic, and there was no extra fat in his lower abdomen. The straightness on his chest was about to crack his clothes.

At this time, Nie Wushuang's heart was calm. Although his soul was extremely peaceful, his body still had a natural reaction. He pushed Yuan Huanxi from behind. Yuan Huanxi's face was already red and his heartbeat was also accelerating.

"Wushuang, will we be like that when you come back from the secret realm?" Yuan Huanxi's soft voice was as trembling as a breeze. If Nie Wushuang had not been initially practicing the innate divine body, it would have been impossible to hear it.

Originally, Nie Wushuang was not prepared to take Yuan Huanxi tonight, so he was naturally satisfied. But his eyes turned and deliberately said, "When I come out, what are we like, my Huanxi."

After saying that, he blew a breath of heat in Yuanhuanxi's crystal clear left ear like white jade.

Yuan Huanxi's body suddenly fell limp. Nie Wushuang tightened Yuan Huanxi's waist, and without waiting for Yuan Huanxi to say more, he leaned his head against Yuan Huanxi's back and fell asleep.

"Follower, I thought I would be fooled. Humph, I won't say it, and I won't answer you."
Chapter completed!