It was suddenly cold and cloudy covered the roof.

There is an exquisite and gorgeous building ship hanging in the sky, with the mark of the pre-Qin Mountains and Seas.

It was a treasure from the pre-Qin Mountains and Seas, and it was a tower ship that could sail above the sky.

When I saw the magic weapon of the building ship hovering in the air, all the monks from all over the world were silent.

However, the next moment, in the Xianwu Fire God Tower, several lights burst out, and the escape light arrived a thousand feet in an instant and landed on the street.

The person in front of him is as beautiful as his seventies, his breath is fluctuating and his light is flashing. It is Song Yue who has fully demonstrated the power of the sixth level of heaven.

But when Song Yue waved his hand, all the pedestrians on the street separated to the sides, and many people staggered and fell down.

Qingyuan was on the street, and with Song Yue's force, he was pushed into the crowd on the left and squeezed with the pedestrians.

Originally, Song Yue's Taoist practice could not be pushed, but Qingyuan knew that the person coming must be the identity of the pre-Qin Mountains and Seas, and that he could drive a boat, and his status was probably not low. In addition, the other party suddenly came to Xianwuhai City, which was probably not related to the movement and stillness of the previous magic weapon.

Qingyuan didn't want to cause too many troubles, so he fell into the crowd and used the technique of sealing the universe to gather his breath, just like an ordinary person, waiting for the people on the boat to pass by, and then leaving Xianwuhai City.

"Junior Brother Guan is back, somehow?" Song Yue arched his hands and said.

"Did Guan go back and return, and my senior brother is a little displeased?" A young man's laughter came from the boat, and then many people laughed, as if they had discovered something interesting together.

From the sound, they should be young people, and their Taoism is not low, they are all in the superior realm. They even have the young man who previously claimed to be his surname Guan, who has the Taoism of the sixth level of heaven.

"I just left and found that there was movement in Xianwuhai City, so I was curious for a moment and came back to take a look." The voice of the boy surnamed Guan came slowly.

Song Yue was stunned, not knowing how to respond. In fact, the pre-Qin Shanhai Realm was in charge of the East China Sea, and even the sects behind Xianwu Hai City were their branches. This magic weapon came from the Xianwu Fire God Tower, so it fell into the hands of the disciples of the pre-Qin Shanhai Realm... Although it was not legitimate, it was not considered to have exceeded the rules.

However, Song Yue could not decide the ownership of the magic weapon, let alone, in order not to let Xu Jun have a grudge, Qingyuan had just been letting go.

Thinking of this, Song Yue couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In Xianwuhai City, many people who have thought about that magic weapon have mostly greed.

Since the disciples from the Shanhai Realm of the Pre-Qin Dynasty came in person, and the Taoist movement was still in the sixth level of heaven, then... except for the real person, who can stop him?

Even if it is a real person, he may be able to fight secretly, but who dares to snatch the true disciples of the pre-Qin Mountains and Seas in public?

Even if the man who got the magic weapon would have to offer it with both hands in order to save his life?

After all, it is a treasure from the Immortal Wu Huoshen Tower, and it can be regarded as a nominal origin from the pre-Qin Mountains and Sea Realm.

"If you have the truth and the power, you will be very powerful and you will be able to crush people..." Someone sighed softly.

In the crowd, Kiyohara's eyes narrowed and his eyebrows frowned slightly, but the other party's intention was as expected, and he was not surprised at this moment.

"Junior Brother Guan is visiting Xianwu Hai City, which is a glorious place for Hai City."

Song Yue forced out a smile, "It's best to give Song another chance now."

"In this way, I'll bother you again."

The laughter of the young man surnamed Guan came from the boat, "Fellow Taoists, come down together."

As the sound fell, the tower ship from the pre-Qin Mountains and Seas also descended from the sky to the sea.

Then a group of young people came slowly on the boat, showing their own methods and set foot in Xianwuhai City.

...

The air is getting colder and the vision is dark.

There are fine raindrops on the streets, rustling.

A group of people came slowly from the other side of the street.

The drizzle was like silk, but it could not fall on them.

The first person is a young man in white, with a handsome face, a hazy breath, and a sharp feeling. He is a person with a flying spirit and a young and proud person.

And beside him, there are dozens of young people who are also geniuses, all of whom are superior and follow behind.

But neither the boy in white nor the group of geniuses in the best position were the most amazing ones.

Among them, the one with the highest Taoist craftsmanship is a Taoist teenager in the center.

The young man dressed in Taoism, but he saw that his face was beautiful and spiritual, and his feet were coming slowly.

The raindrops fell an inch outside him and suddenly melted away, forming a hazy mist that dissipated with the breeze. In a trance, it seemed like walking in the clouds and mists, or like a god among immortals.

Everyone was beside him, like stars holding the moon.

When Kiyohara saw this person's face, his breathing suddenly stagnated.

Zixiao Palace, Qingfeng!

...

And at this moment, the young Taoist priest who was walking in the middle like stars holding the moon suddenly paused and his eyes swept over.

A figure reflected in the bright black and white eyes of the young Taoist priest.

Kiyohara, who had restrained her breath among the crowd... was also in the reflection of her eyes.

So he saw him.

...

The air suddenly became quiet.

The breeze blows.

The drizzle was rustling.

The two of them looked at each other.

Then the cold and humid breath in the air fell to an extremely cold level in an instant, making people tremble.

The raindrops seemed to have paused before they continued to fall.

After several years, the abandoned disciples of Zixiao Palace in the world met the Taoist boys who were in the immortal palace in the world.

Qingyuan remained silent, and his eyebrows gradually became calm, but his heart was extremely cold.

My former classmates meet today.

It is not as warm as imagined, nor as joy as imagined.

Some... are unexpectedly cold and chill.

Since hearing that the disciples of Zixiao Palace have come to the world, Qingyuan has thought of countless meeting scenes, and countless ups and downs between each other, either sad, ecstatic, dull, or cold, but the only thing I didn't expect... is murderous intent!

"Qingfeng..." Qingyuan sighed, "Senior Brother..."

...

Qingfeng saw the man and paused.

The others stopped.

Then everyone's eyes followed his gaze and saw the person in the crowd.

"So you're here."

After pausing for a moment, the unexpected surprise in Qingfeng's eyes had become dull, and then he walked towards this place, his steps were smooth, and he unbuttoned the fairy sword tied around his waist while walking.

"I've been looking for you for a while."

Qingfeng walked here and suddenly drew his sword.

The sword energy is shining and the cold light is shining.

In an instant, it seemed as if the heaven and earth changed in color.

In today's world, as soon as the fairy sword comes out, the heaven and earth tremble.

In Xianwuhai City, no matter whether it is mortal or superior, they are all shocked.
Chapter completed!