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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters ghost sword

They were afraid of each other, and more than twenty people in the north got along well with the six Turkic monks, watching the gravel ancient road that became clearer in the foggy and windy sand. Everyone was eager to try it out.

Just as the wind and sand on the Yellow Sand Ancient Road no longer faded and began to stabilize, and many monks were ready to rush to the ancient road at any time, two figures flew over from a distance, and a few flashed and approached.

One of these two people was wearing neat blue clothes, with an ordinary appearance, but an unusual atmosphere from the inside out, which made it possible to remember directly after a quick glance, while the other was a young man wearing a gorgeous green robe with a slightly dark face and a faint smile on his lips.

Xie Lingyun and Han Ming have been hiding in the distance, and each of them automatically used their pupil technique to look here from afar. After waiting for time, they finally made up their minds and came out directly. Anyway, they are not the only one in Tianyoumen. The demonic path, the righteous path, and even the Turkic people are coming. Who has reason to obstruct them?

For Xie Lingyun and Han Ming who suddenly appeared from somewhere, the Nascent Soul Stage present looked over, looked at them for a while, and frowned more or less, and did not immediately withdraw their gazes. Even the Turks looked at them a few more times.

In fact, this is not the other monks. The main reason is that Xie Lingyun and Han Ming are too eye-catching. Not to mention their identities, they are not people from both the righteous and the demons, but from the Six Nations Alliance. Just talking about Han Ming’s reputation, everyone present knows more or less. The fake infant stage protects themselves under the Nascent Soul stage!

In fact, the most important thing is the age of the two. Xie Lingyun is only over 500 years old. He is still a "young man". He doesn't need to worry about his life span for the time being, let alone Han Ming. He is only over 300 years old now, and the road ahead is still long, so there is no need to fight hard in the forbidden area.

You should know that 80% of the monks present were cultivators with a lifespan of less than a hundred years, some of whom were even only a few decades, and the best one was only two or three hundred years. If these monks didn’t fight, they might not be able to wait until the forbidden area was opened next time!

Ha, there are so many people! Xie Lingyun of the Xingxing Sect and his junior brother Han Ming have met all the fellow Taoists! Xie Lingyun stood in the void and bowed his hand slightly.

Seeing this, Han Ming bowed slightly and stopped talking.

Xie Lingyun and Han Ming took the initiative to say hello, but there were still many Nascent Soul cultivators who offered their face to show their face. They gave them a little to be considered a gift. Even if they didn't give in, they nodded. Of course, some of them didn't know the two, and they thought Xie Lingyun and Han Ming were juniors who were backwards and were too lazy to pay attention to them.

On the other hand, the Turks heard that Xie Lingyun and Han Ming were cultivators of the Xingxing Sect, and they looked over again for a moment and frowned. Even the old lady of the colorful thick-robed master was the same. If you want to say that the Earth North Sect that is most related to the Turks, it is the Xingxing Sect, which is all the "great achievements" of the Supreme Elder more than a thousand years ago.

Although the Turks were not very happy to see the monks of the Xingxing Sect, after all, it had been a thousand years since the monks changed one after another, and there were not many hatreds. This place was still the north, so the six Turks had no idea of ​​finding fault. They just looked at Xie Lingyun and Han Ming for a few more glances and stopped paying attention.

Those present were all old men who had wasted hundreds of years in the Nascent Soul stage. Without any grudge, even if they were not interested in Xie Lingyun and Han Ming, they would not provoke him. There were so many people here that they could not agree at all. It was unrealistic to stop the monks of the Xingxing Sect from entering.

If the two of the Xingxing Sect are forced to get angry, they may go to the Vietnam National Alliance to promote it. At that time, the number of people involved in this forbidden area will increase a lot. Then there will be more variables, which is really thankless!

In this way, as expected, Xie Lingyun and Han Ming looked at each other, and both smiled knowingly. As expected, they were qualified to enter the forbidden area without much effort.

Then the brothers of Shengxing Sect found a remote corner and waited for the ancient roads over there to become clearer, until the wind and sand inside were completely stable.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators present looked forward, looking at the dim wind and sand in front of them and the ancient road in the wind and sand. After all, under the leadership of a gray-bearded old man, they cast spells one after another and rushed into the wind and sand.

The Yellow Sand Ancient Road is still a little far away from outside, so the monks have to move forward against the down-and-out sandstorm first before they can officially step into the Yellow Sand Ancient Road with less powerful power. Although it is only nearly a hundred feet long, it cannot fly in the down-and-out sandstorm and has to wait for the resistance of the sandstorm. Even the Nascent Soul Stage is difficult to move forward in it.

Looking at the Nascent Soul cultivators who were walking forward in the sandstorm, Han Ming smiled slightly: Senior brother, it’s better not to be late, let’s start too!

OK! Xie Lingyun nodded decisively.

At the same time, on the other side of the Fengyuan Forbidden Land, located on the edge of the Shadow Ghost Wind, a monk wearing a blood robe with a faint green light flashing in his eyes stood in front of the gray and gloomy wind and looked at it carefully.

If Han Ming were here, he would have recognized him at a glance. This man was the personal disciple of Chi Yuqi, a famous monk in Qingbailing who had fought with him, and the first fake baby in the Yue National League.

Maybe it's time to change his name now, because like Han Ming, he has also advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, and his two eyes that were seen by the Qingblind Heavenly Jue have reappeared. However, it is unknown if he uses the secret technique to condense it or find someone else's eyes to substitute.

He opened his mouth gently and spit out a dark sword. Chi Yuqi inserted his backhand and carried the sword behind him. Then, without thinking, he stepped forward and broke into the shadow ghost wind that was standing side by side with the down-and-out sandstorm.

A series of dark black lights slowly emanated from the long sword behind Chi Yuqi, covering Chi Yuqi in the middle, allowing the surroundings to blow away the body of the Nascent Soul and the Yin Feng wind that could not hurt Chi Yuqi's hair at all.

This long sword is not a thing, it is the Tiangui Sword that almost killed Han Ming. However, the Tiangui Sword was only half a broken sword. Chi Yuqi used powerful secret techniques to use it temporarily, but the Tiangui Sword is now completely complete. The sword is engraved with an evil ghost covered with dragon scales, and it exudes a strong suction force. It makes people feel that their minds are being pulled in just one glance.

Hey, boy Chi, hurry up and go straight through, what are you afraid of? There is a ghost who is rushing around the formation, who are you afraid of? A urging sound with a slight childish voice sounded beside Chi Yuqi.

Chi Yuqi ignored him at all and just continued to raise his foot forward, looking around at all times, guarding against the sneak attacks of the ghosts hidden in the shadow ghost wind.

I really don’t know how cautious you have been doing all day long. The Ghost Master has been in love with you for more than a hundred years and has helped you a lot. Why can’t I trust the Ghost Master? The faint voice sounded again.

Chi Yuqi still turned a deaf ear and didn't reply at all. He still walked forward as he planned.
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