His idea is very simple...

Priest Yinghuo was killed in Tianren Villa and was completely destroyed. Then... the royal family and the "power that destroyed the Taixu Immortal Sect" are alliances, which is a fact that it is already certain.

However, the opponent's strength is still in vague and cannot be weighed clearly.

The most terrifying enemy in the world is not the enemy who has determined the realm or the trump card, but the mysterious and unknown enemy in the darkness.

This time...

In order to make the enemy weigh,

This operation of the slave country also carried out a linkage.

Except for the vassal kings in the Biyou Palace area in the West, and the vassal kings close to the Tianlang Kingdom in the north, they had never moved...

King Shannan and the King of Tianhe in the east have been drawn over.

The Sun Priest killed an envoy in the Dragon King's Mansion.

The Taiyin Priest also killed an envoy in Tianhe Mansion.

And this...is just an introduction.

"Let me take a look at it, how much do you have?"

The golden robe priest had an elegant smile on his face, because this was just a chess piece "King Shannan"... to fight with the other party from a distance.

No matter what, he will not be hurt.

...

...

A few days later.

"The broken land of frost burial...is that's it?"

Xia Yan looked at the deserted and dark blue area in front of him, which was different from the surrounding snow.

This area is a circular area, covering an area of ​​about thousands of feet.

From the outside, the terrain is very low, like a sudden sinking pit.

When the wind and snow reach this point, it will suddenly become larger and strengthen, forming snow tornadoes passing by the sky, like the group of dragons dancing wildly, giving people a sense of power and coldness.

This area only took a little time to form, but Xia Yan was waiting for the so-called "surprise".

At this time, he could feel that something seemed to be "restling" in this area, and was about to rise.

Behind him, Wu Heng, wearing a mysterious robe, stood respectfully,

Even further away, there are the snow sword corpses and the magic sword corpses wandering in the wind and snow.

boom!!

Suddenly, a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the distance.

Xia Yan didn't look back, he knew that Pang Dunhu was back carrying the "Wangshanjun packed the corpse".

Sure enough, the strong man carried a large box far more than he was, slowly walked to Xia Yan's side, and said respectfully: "Master, the thing has arrived."

"Um..."

Xia Yan responded and said casually, "Let it go."

"yes."

Rumble...

The huge box was placed before the deep pit of the bone burial.

Xia Yan decided to wait for the things that were produced in the "Frost Bone Burial Land" to appear before throwing them into the corpse.

However, his heart became more and more strange.

Is this considered planting a bunch of bones in spring and harvesting some surprises in autumn?

Is this too evil?

Although I have been prepared for the ghost cultivator, my own strength has expanded my bottom line step by step...

Thinking of this, Xia Yan's mind moved and looked into the distance with the help of the mysterious ancient trees in the palace.

......

The sound of the wind was sweeping forward with one sword shadow after another.

After Xia Chen came out of the study room, he had a simple meal and came to Teacher Yanran to study.

There is no doubt that Teacher Yanran is a mysterious and powerful monk.

Xia Chen has already seen this point.

At this time, he worked very hard to follow the sword drawing technique taught by the teacher, and practiced the sword drawing with no mistakes in his posture.

At the beginning, he was a little confused, thinking that he often drew his sword when he was in Tianren Villa. Isn’t it a waste of time to practice this again?

However, in just a few days, he was completely convinced.

Because, with every time he draws his sword, all the muscles and internal organs in his body are running at the most exhausting but perfect rhythm.

In this kind of operation, the true qi that should be produced by meditating cross-legged and meridians according to the heart method is actually automatically generated.

What a precious method of cultivation!!

So, Xia Chen gritted his teeth and persisted until the end, no matter how tired or hard he was.

In the past two days, Wang Yanran has completely accepted the fact that she was scammed.

The feelings she cherished all the time, it turned out that Xia Lang's teasing skills were too successful...

So romantic...

Was she treated as a scene?

despite this,

Judging from the results, this is not too bad.

If it weren't for this kind of relationship, I'd probably have died when the Taixu Immortal Sect destroyed the family.

Now, Xia Yan, who is "an ordinary emperor on the surface but mysteriously terrifying in secret", just acts like joining a new sect, which is not too bad.

Wang Yanran was lying leisurely on the recliner, basking the golden sunlight lazily, and the black hair spread out behind her plump body. She occasionally reached out and grabbed her side, grabbed the royal secret honey fruit drink from the small stone platform on one side, and drank it in small sips.

I just finished being scammed and didn't want to practice.

Escape from death and don't want to practice.

Wang Yanran's mood was very simple, but it needed time to heal her wounds. So when the "new boss" looked for her and asked her, Yanran's sister-in-law, to take care of her disciples, she agreed without saying anything.

As for another fairy teacher, she has been very comfortable recently.

In the past two days, she seemed to notice something secret Xia Yan was doing, so she was very well-behaved and did not disturb her at all. Instead, she ran to the West Palace and joined the three concubines...

Now we should be playing a leaf drama called "Chupu".

Yezi Opera... commonly known as "playing cards".

Huh ~

Huh~~

Huh~~~

Xia Chen let out a long sigh and turned back into the sheath. He felt that if his body had been beaten, the dust would overflow from the pores with the beads of sweat, and there was no part of his body that was hurting, and his meridians would be thrust at the edge of the cramps from time to time.

"Here..." Teacher Yanran curled his lips and signaled the two bottles on the stone platform, saying, "Eat one white bottle and one red bottle."

Xia Chen replied: "Yes, teacher."

After taking two pills, he actually felt that his body was rapidly strengthening. Obviously, this was not an ordinary medicine.

Wang Yanran asked casually: "I heard from the emperor that you want to become very strong and then protect everyone, right?"

Xia Chen was stunned for a moment, scratched his head with some embarrassment, and then said, "Yes."

Wang Yanran asked: "What kind of strong man do you want to become?"

Speaking of this, there was light in Xia Chen's eyes. He clenched his fists, raised his head, and said with a confident and determined curve on the corner of his mouth: "I want to become a powerful monk, use the sword of light to do things in light, walk the way of light, and protect the people I cherish with a dignified sword!"

Wang Yanran teased and said, "Oh? Then what are the people you cherish?"

Xia Chen said: "Auntie, second, third, third, eldest brother, younger sister, teacher, and fourteenth uncle."

"Uncle Fourteen?"

Wang Yanran was stunned for a moment, and then realized that what he was talking about was Xia Yan.

The elder of the original Taixu Immortal Sect couldn't help laughing and said, "Then you have to work hard."

"Yeah!" Xia Chen held the hilt tightly. He remembered Uncle Fourteen's disabled legs, and the words that Uncle Fourteen said lightly in front of the hall, "Your father's revenge, Uncle Fourteen has already avenged you"... He couldn't help but feel excited.

He vaguely heard from the aunt that the royal enemy was very strong, and their father's revenge was almost impossible.
To be continued...