Remove Su Gaotai.

"Here you come."

Yin Bird suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Yi pursed his lips and stood on the Su Gaotai, looking at the Hongshan Mountain in the distance, where a carriage was slowly moving out.

The carriage was printed with a white lotus... The lotus in the east was pitch black and the west was white. There were several practitioners around the carriage. The Hongshan was foggy, and the entire carriage was lingering in the mist.

The three Eastern cultivators on the Fusu High Platform had a hint of tension in their eyes, while those who were not slightly injured in Nanjiang had a ruthless look in their eyes.

Finally here...

Ning Yi pressed down on the nervousness of Xinhu.

The tremor in the White Bone Plain is getting stronger and stronger.

This is a sign of danger coming.

Ning Yi stared at the carriage tightly, and the first figure had already jumped out. It was an unknown East-Earth practitioner with a long flying and rotating sword in his hand, and as he swept forward, he shot out suddenly.

The black robe figures beside Ning Yi flew out from the Su Gaotai one after another, and the big robe roared and ran towards the white lotus carriage.

He was the only one who stood there.

Cold sweat oozed out of Ning Yi's forehead.

In front of him, Yin Bi walked to the top of the Su Gaotai platform. He did not rush down, but waited patiently for figures beside him, all running towards the white lotus carriage.

"one two three......"

The gray-haired man whispered quietly and counted until "eight" in his heart.

One missing...

Yinque narrowed his eyes, turned slowly, and looked at the young man wearing a lion's heart mask.

He let out a soft "smack".

The eyes of the two people met.

.........

.........

There was a "boom".

Xu Qingyan's mind went blank, and there was a violent and rapid sound of breaking through the air outside. The carriage above his head seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and the inner wall was covered with special talismans from the Western Region, which suddenly started to burn.

The whole carriage began to boil and burn, and the waves of the power of the talisman spread out-

What hits the mountain wall is a heavy stone peeling off without warning, falling on the barrier of the talisman formation. With the stimulation of the talisman, it is broken and splashed everywhere!

Then there was an angry roar, which came from the practitioners in the gray realm.

"Draw your sword!"

Xu Qingyan lifted a corner of the car curtain and caught a glimpse of the gray world cultivator wearing a wide black robe. The sword energy was pierced through the edge of the black robe by a long sword. The sword energy was cut across, and half of the black robe floating on the side turned into ashes. The gray world cultivator who was struck by one hand clenched the long sword body, barely stopping the sword energy!

The blade outlined a thrilling arc, and most of the black heavy robe was cut open freely. The gray world practitioner who pulled out the sword slashed down with both hands, colliding with the opponent's sword energy that was raised from the bottom up.

Flying sand and stones!

A stone splashed and passed by Xu Qingyan's cheek. The edge of the veil was scratched. She had no time to dodge, but she felt a little burning pain on half of her cheeks. The carriage shaking violently, and her ears were filled with heavy breathing questions and shouts.

"how so?"

It was a holy mountain practitioner from the Western Region. He pulled out his long sword with both hands, and approached the exit of Hongshan, dozens of huge fallen stones rolled down above his head. He raised his head. In the darkness of the night, it seemed that someone was standing on the top of the mountain, squatting down, and looking down at a carriage that was not too small.

"Is it a robbery?!"

Another roar sounded, questioning the practitioners of the gray world.

He raised his hands and put his palms together. The light of the seal rays lit up in his sleeves was obviously a practitioner from Xiao Wuliang Mountain. It’s a pity that the mountain sect is suitable for group killing. In this narrow terrain, it is difficult to play a huge role. The sword energy in his palm burst out, and the sword energy pattern on the bottom of his feet spread out in an instant. He was actually a sword cultivator.

Under Xu Qingyan's carriage, sword energy patterns spread across the road, and red and golden sword energy rose from the earth. As the practitioners of Xiao Wuliang Mountain rebuked, the sword energy condensed and burst, collided with the falling stones one by one, breaking it through and shattering it!

He competed with the figure in front, and his abdomen was swept by a knife. After fighting, he took a few steps back and arrived at the man in the gray world at the front of the carriage, with a gloomy face.

He stared at the shadow standing with a knife in front of him.

The gravel was lifted up above everyone's heads—

The smoke and dust scattered everywhere.

The man in front of the carriage covered his abdomen with one hand, and the gurgling blood flowed out of the wound, soaked his clothes and oozed out viscously from the gaps between his five fingers.

He looked cold, staring at the "silhouette" in front of him, saying word by word: "It's not the ones who robbed the goods... There is a familiar atmosphere on them."

The cultivator of Xiao Wuliang Mountain had a pale face. When he saw clearly the "shadow" standing with a pestle and a knife, he looked like this, and now he understood the meaning of the man in the gray world.

Yes... these "people" are not here to rob goods.

These are not "people" at all.

"I avoided so many human practitioners along the way... I still encountered it when I was about to arrive at Hongshan." The figure standing with a knife, wearing a huge white robe. The wind blew by, and he murmured: "It's really troublesome. Is there something wrong with the prophet's divination?"

This figure stood under the moonlight and looked particularly burly. The gold and silver knife was flat and the lit sword light was slowly inserted back into the scabbard by him, and then it was heavily inserted on the ground, splashing a pool of smoke and dust.

Everyone's eyes were on the knife that slowly returned to the sheath.

Because it's so amazing.

The blade is straight and cut into a blade. The stem is narrower than the blade. The front is wide and the back is narrow, and the tail is holed. The handle is unknown wood forged. The scabbard is painted with black lacquer, and gold and silver are flattened into flowing clouds and animals. The sheath is equipped with a very eye-catching tool, especially the pattern imprinted on the scabbard.

It was a strange beast that combines lion's head, deer antlers, tiger's eyes, elk body, dragon scales, and ox tail. Its tail is as hairy as a real dragon, with a horn with flesh, and its eyes are full of power, and it is leaping on the scabbard.

The rich demonic aura lingers on this long sheathed sword.

The burly young man in a wide white robe looked calm and stared at the practitioners of the gray world leaning against the carriage, whispering: "I seem to have met you in the gray world... I never thought that I would meet someone here."

The gray world practitioner who covered his abdomen stared at the human-shaped monster in front of him. His face became paler, and he shrank his hand in his sleeve and silently pressed it on the carriage.

Xu Qingyan, sitting in the carriage, looked at the inner wall one by one, burning and boiling, as if he was preparing for something.

"This is not the primitive demon clan..." The practitioner in the Western Region Xiao Wuliang Mountain had a ugly face. The sword energy at the bottom of his feet was still gathering. The figure squatting on the top of the Hongshan Mountain overlooked it, sweeping downwards, moving in the wind, and gradually changing during the fall process, turning from a humanoid to a brown-bellied falcon eagle, slapped his wings and grabbed the shoulders of the burly man.

The tall man wearing a wide white robe, but in fact he was just hanging on his shoulders, his upper body was exposed, and his chest was open. The long red hair on his head was pushed open by his bent horns, dragging behind him like a waterfall.

He pulled out the long sword scabbard with a clang and said calmly: "The primitive demon clan... of course, that kind of lowly race cannot be compared with me."

The tall man looked slowly at the gray world cultivator who was covering his abdomen. He rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, suddenly realized, and smiled and said, "You are the 'wind fox'. I have seen it from afar on the battlefield of the gray world. I heard you are very powerful? It seems that the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty is about to open the forbidden area and invite you to come and protect you... right?"

Feng Hu's face was pale. He let go of the hand covering his abdomen and looked down. The blood stains in his palm were burning with a burning feeling. After the man stabbed into his abdomen, his meridians began to burn.

In the battlefield of the gray world, there are also genius cultivators of the human race, and also from the demon race... If Luo Changsheng of the human race stepped into the battlefield of the gray world, he would inevitably become the first target of the demon race to kill.

Ye Hongfu and Cao Ran are all extremely famous genius practitioners within the demon clan.

Compared with their light, silver birds, wind foxes, and thunder dragons... seem insignificant.

If the human race makes a list, the man in front of the demon race will definitely be ranked first among the geniuses.

This young monster who didn't know the origin of the way out first entered the battlefield of the gray world and killed several cultivators in the eighth level of the human race, causing trouble for a while. Later, Cao Ran came forward and the two fought hard, and the winner was not decided.

Back then, Feng Hu just glanced at a distance, but he never expected that this big monster would actually remember him?

He raised his head and said hoarsely: "The Jiuling Yuansheng Forbidden Zone is the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty. Are you not afraid that the big men of the Sansi will take action to kill you?"

The young monster smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said softly: "I'm so scared... The tenth level practitioners of the Sansi should be patrolling the Heavenly God Plateau, right? The Hunting Day of the Great Sui Dynasty lasted for hundreds of years, and the rules of it have been understood by our clan's royal city. Some people spent a huge price to deduce the opening of the original forbidden area this time. I dared to come, so naturally I'm not afraid of being discovered by you."

He pressed his palm down, slowly tugging the scabbard in his palm, ready to pull it out at any time.

Three practitioners from the Western Region are like facing a great enemy.

"When I met me, I didn't think about escaping my life first. What is in your carriage...?" The young monster felt a little funny, and he murmured: "Even the Prince of the Sui Dynasty attaches great importance to... It's a pity that I have no time left, so I can only chop up the goods with people."

Fenghu's pupils contract.

The young monster who stopped to pull the scabbard and suddenly closed his smile. He raised the scabbard without drawing the sword. The wind and clouds were already surging between heaven and earth, and his color changed in an instant.

The ground was shattered layer by layer, and the terrifying majesty spread out, and the gravel rose. The hawk, who was grasping the shoulders of the young monster, widened his eyes and was ready to slapped his wings out at any time.

Hold the long knife handle with both hands, and cut it down with one scabbard-

There is only a sword energy inside the Hongshan Mountain!

Bright and magnificent, like the light of the sky.
Chapter completed!