The Magic Outfit

In the secret area of ​​Moyunling, the beautiful-looking Wei Qilu carried Qilvqin and floated toward the platform. Shang Tianliang and Fan He were already waiting. When they saw Wei Qilu floating, both of them smiled.

Seemingly for mutual consideration, the three holy-level priests at the same time released their breath, the turbulent turbulence struck together, launched a thunderous roar, and then rolled in all directions.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen it for more than half a month. The two men's cultivation skills have become more sophisticated. It's gratifying." Wei Qilu smiled.

"Wei Sheng, your entry is not bad." Shang Tianliang said.

"I used to think that the Green Sea is the perfect hinterland of the world, and the other spiritual veins are not enough to mention, alas ... I sat on the well and watched the sky." Fan He sighed: "Here in a few months is better than a few years in the Green Sea If I can come in earlier, I am afraid that you and I will all have the chance to win the Great Saint. "

"Yeah." Wei Qilu nodded. "It looks like a desolate place, but it is also energetic. If you can practice for a year and a half, the peak state is just around the corner."

"There is something in common with His Royal Highness' life and death decision." Shang Tianliang said.

"Well, I'm afraid ... His Highness should enter the country the fastest, right?" Fan He said.

The major schools of practice often only require the disciples to uphold the distinction between inside and outside, and it is their turn to become a model of stricter discipline and forgiveness for themselves. What about the temple? Anyway, Wenxiang didn't threaten them. Isn't everyone doing a good job in harmony?

So after they knew Wenxiang's identity, they suppressed their inner surprise and pretended that nothing had happened. Of course, if Wenxiang and the people who attacked the temple attacked the Green Sea in the future, they must come forward. Fighting in the Green Sea.

The primary purpose now is to promote one's own entry, everything else is secondary.

What's more, Su Tangheng is among them, and now no one dares to ignore the Qian Qifeng represented by Su Tang.

"Oh, what about His Highness?" Wei Qilu asked.

"Should be coming soon." Shang Tianliang said: "Zong Yiye has gone to find her."

At that big pit, Zong Yiye was holding his hands on his back, walking anxiously around the pit.At the next moment, Wenxiang slowly floated up from the big pit, Zong Yiye saw Wenxiang, and his spirit was one by one. Zhen, then greeted him: "Head, why did it take so long?"

"Some minor troubles." Wen Xiang said.

"What trouble? Does it matter?" Zong Yiye asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, it's solved." Wenxiang shook her head.

"Head, what do I have to say to you?" Zong Yiye smiled bitterly: "When Mr. is leaving, we will tell you again and again, we must not be close to here, but you ... At the beginning, you just come around and turn around, that still Okay, but now it's gone, and for a few days, if something goes wrong, how can I tell my husband? "

Wen Xiang was silent for a moment, and said softly: "You don't understand."

"I don't understand you, but tell me. If you don't tell me, wouldn't I never understand?" Zong Yiye seemed a little excited, and his vomiting almost became a tongue twister.

"Let's talk in a few days." Wen Xiang said: "You go back first, I will come in a while."

"But ... but there is already waiting for you there?" Zong Yiye said.

"I can't delay anything. I only need a short while. You go first." Wenxiang frowned, and she seemed a little unhappy.

Seeing this, Zong Yiye didn't dare to say more, but he sighed and turned to walk away.

Wen Xiang watched Zong Yiye go away, then turned and jumped towards Tiankeng.

More than half an hour later, Wenxiang reappeared, she was a little tired, and after she came out, she took a long breath and immediately sensed something. She walked to the pit and looked down.She was seeing several wolf-shaped ghost shadows. Running up the cave wall and seeing Wenxiang from afar, the ghosts roared vaguely, seeming to hate Wenxiang

Wen Xiang gave a sneer and slowly stretched out left and right, a gray breath rose in her palm, the air squirmed, and condensed into a twisted skeleton.

Wenxiang raised her hand and threw the skull air mass into the sky pit, then flew forward without looking back.

For a moment, there was a tremendous roar in the tiankeng. The turbulent airflow was like a giant pillar, rushing out of the tiankeng and only rushing up to the sky.

On the high platform in the distance, Wei Qilu, Shang Tianliang and others all sensed the vibration in the distance and could not help but look at each other.

"What happened to them?" Fan He muttered.

"Let's go and see?" Shang Tianliang said.

"It doesn't seem to be necessary." Wei Qilu narrowed his eyes: "His Royal Highness came over from there."

Soon, Wen Xiang grabbed near, gently fell beside the platform, and showed an apologetic smile to Wei Qilu and others: "Sorry, let everyone wait for a long time."

"What happened over there?" Wei Qilu asked.

"The wind blowing from the Tiankeng is getting stronger and stronger." Wen Xiang said.

"Oh." Wei Qilu paused, and then changed the topic: "Tomorrow is the day of Emperor Liujiang. Let's discuss it, what should we do?"

"The last time, it was Mr. Su who was here to ease the crisis for us; the last time, it was only because of the hard work of several of us that we barely kept the exit." Shang Tianliang said slowly: "However, the last time I saw When I arrive at Pengshan ’s disciples, maybe ... I will alarm the Frozen Holy See and the Heavenly Sword Holy See. If they come too, then things will be a little tricky. "

"Yeah." Fan He said with a jaw: "After all, they have been promoted to the great sage. If we really want to take this secret realm, we can't stop them."

"His Royal Highness, what do you think?" Wei Qilu looked at Wenxiang.

"I have no idea." Wenxiang shook her head back.

Seeing Wenxiang ’s attitude is very indifferent, Wei Qilu is a little annoyed: “His Royal Highness, if the Frozen Holy See and the Heavenly Sword Holy See really arrive, they should not be difficult for us, but it is absolutely impossible to let you go. Things have something to do with you "

"They can't come." Wen Xiang realized that her mentality was a bit wrong, and once again showed an apologetic smile to Wei Qilu and others, and then said: "I was thinking about things just now, and I was distracted."

"How do you know they can't come?" Wei Qili looked surprised: "You ... can get out?"

"Naturally I know." Wen Xiang sighed slightly: "Wei Sheng, this involves a secret in my temple. If you ask, I don't say, some disrespect to you, if you lie to you, not even Properly, you should stop asking. "

Wei Qilu and others exchanged glances.Although there was some displeasure in their hearts, they still accepted Wenxiang's words, because Wenxiang can speak frankly, which is a kind of respect. Otherwise, just find a reason, how can they Distinguish between true and false.

"That is to say, they gave up taking this secret realm?" Shang Tianliang said: "Can we go out?"

"Almost, there are no more disciples of the three Tianmen outside." Wen Xiang said.

"That's fine." Fan He smiled and said: "Although there are a lot of benefits to practice, it's always surreptitious, and it makes people feel uncomfortable. We went out, and it was better to turn around Mr. Su's Qianqifeng , Open your eyes. "

"Good idea" Shang Tianliang praised that when they first entered the secret realm, they all heard Su Tang mentioned Evil Monarch and were full of curiosity about Evil Monarch.

"We can't go." Wen Xiang sighed.

"Can't go? What do you mean?" Shang Tianliang frowned: "His Royal Highness, didn't you just say that all the people of the three Tianmen have left?"

"The people of the Three Heavenly Gates are indeed absent." Wen Xiang said: "But ... the Demon Race is here."

"Yezu? What demon?" Wei Qilu, Shang Tianliang and others all became stunned.

"You know what I'm talking about." Wen Xiang said word by word.

The atmosphere suddenly became dead and silent. For a long time, Wei Qilu tentatively asked, "They ... come?"

"Come," Wenxiang nodded.

"How much has come?" Shang Tianliang asked hurriedly.

"It's unclear how many mountains and overwhelming fields cover the sky," Wen Xiang said.

"His Royal Highness, aren't you kidding?" Wei Qilu said.

"Tomorrow the Emperor's slurry reappears and the exit opens, and we will usher in an unprecedented decisive battle." Wen Xiang said softly: "At this time and here, how can I be in a joke?"

Wei Qilu and others could not help but took a breath of air, and even repeatedly confirmed that they had to believe Wen Xiang, in fact, Wen Xiang did not need to joke.

"Tap and hit" Shang Tianliang exhaled a breath: "I've long wanted to meet those monsters for a while"

"Yes, here is our boundary, there is no need to be afraid of them." Fan He said.

Although they said so, their hearts were full of worries, because long ago, the ancient overhauls of the human world had to resist the invasion of the demon world, so they had to jointly lay a seal, seal the human world in it, and cut off all. Star road.

Not even the ancient overhaul, can they do it?

However, at this time, thinking too much is useless and can't stop it. They are caught in a urn by the demon clan, and they can't run away, so they can only fight to the end.

"Those demon races have almost seven or eight holy realm-level practitioners, and there is also a big holy realm." Wenxiang said.

Hearing this sentence, Wei Qilu and others looked straight, looked at Wenxiang silly, and the fighting spirit they had just swept away disappeared like snow and water. Seven or eight holy places? A great holy land? What else do you call?

"The great holy realm is handed over to me, and other practitioners will depend on you." Wen Xiangyou said.

"You? Can you block the Great Holy Realm?" Shang Tianliang exclaimed.

"I can't stop it." Wen Xiang said: "But someone can stop it."

"Who are you talking about?" Wei Qilu asked in a deep voice. This matter is of great importance. He must ask clearly.

"Several seniors, don't embarrass the little girl." Wen Xiang smiled bitterly: "The little girl has vowed a poison and will never mention it to the third person. So ... but please ask the seniors to rest assured that the demon clan It is impossible to enter a half-step into the secret realm. However, the demon clan has seven or eight holy realms. This battle is life or death, and it depends on several seniors. "