Cold river, light boat.

"Interesting little guy," the man in black robe had no mouth on his face, but his voice echoed on the river. "If you don't die, I will come to find you."

The boat drifted away with the breeze and was submerged in the mist.

On the top of the mountain, Wu Chen supported the ground with both hands, his body was covered in blood and flesh, and white bones were vaguely visible, drops of blood were dripping on the ground. His face was covered with sweat, without pain, only a confusion.

The breeze on the mountain caresses gently, waving his long hair.

"It's him!" Wu Chen's eyes slowly turned bloody, his hands were trapped in the soil, and he squeezed them tightly. At this moment, he only felt his vitality slowly disappear. Wu Chen did not lose his mind. Thinking of the man's glance, he was so scared. What made him even more confused was why there was no sister, and why the big bull followed him.

"Wu Chen!" A figure came and appeared beside Wu Chen. It was Mo Chen. After he came back, he did not find Wu Chen's figure and sought it all the way. Seeing Wu Chen covered in blood at this moment, he was shocked and angry. You must know that this kid's body is comparable to the ferocious beast in the early stage of the first-level realm. Who has such great ability to make him like this?

"Didn't I tell you not to run around? What are you doing when you run here?" Mo Chen was furious and stepped forward to grab Wu Chen's wrist, and suddenly paused, "You, your meridians are all broken."

Cough, Wu Chen coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes dull and fell softly to the ground. Mo Chen grabbed Wu Chen's hand, his face was gloomy and gloomy. Finally, he stood up and shook his head. The boy's meridians were broken and he could no longer practice.

Thinking of the hard work he had put in wasted, he looked at the half-dead boy on the ground, slowly circulating his spiritual power with his left hand, and he was about to take a photo.

"Teacher," Wu Chen's face turned pale, murmured softly, coughed lightly, and spit out blood again, dyeing the fallen leaves on the ground red, and fainted.

Alas, Mo Chen took back his palms and carried his back with both hands, not knowing what he was thinking!

Around them, towering ancient trees swaying branches in the wind, and the roar of ferocious beasts in the distance came.

Mo Chen sighed lightly, looked down at Wu Chen on the ground and said, "You can no longer practice and it is useless to me. I will spare your life when I am in the master and disciple. As for whether you die or live, let your destiny be."

He raised his hand and a little bit from the air, and a stream of spiritual power injected into Wu Chen's body, stopping the blood flowing all over his body. He shook his head and brushed his sleeves away, leaving Wu Chen lying in a pool of blood, which was so desolate and helpless.

The wind blew, and a faint smell of blood drifted away with the wind, and ferocious beasts smelled the smell of blood and followed them.

No one noticed that there was a dark hole not far from Wu Chen, which was unfathomable. Some birds flew past the above and were pulled by a suction force, falling straight into it, without even a cry of sorrow.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong, the earth shook, and thousands of beasts gathered to come to the hill where Wu Chen was.

In the Xuanling Realm, in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, on the cushion, Hu Zier, wearing a light yellow shirt, was practicing cross-legged, and spiritual power was caught in his body. Suddenly, his delicate body was stunned. Hu Zier suddenly opened his eyes and covered his chest, feeling that his breath was unstable, and his heart was in a mess.

"What's going on?" Hu Zuoer got up and walked slowly to the outside of the pavilion, looking at the iris all over the ground, with deep frown.

"What's wrong? Sister Zhao'er." Behind him, Zhili came and saw Hu Zhao'er with a sad face, and asked with concern.

"No, Sister Zhili, I'm just a little restless." Hu Zuo'er pulled her hair in her ear and forced a smile.

"Hey, don't think too much. We will set off in a few days. The journey here is long, and I don't know how long it will take to reach the beast realm." Zhili was a little excited, picked an iris flower and played with it in her hands.

Looking forward from the top of the mountain, the white clouds were floating, and rows of egrets flew together, and from time to time, a few wailing cries came. Hu Zai looked blankly into the distance, not knowing how he was.

In the center of Xuanling Realm, on the top of a huge mountain, a golden hall is majestic, and under the sun, it shines with golden light. Outside the hall, there is a clear pond surrounding the hall. In the pool, smoke is filled with smoke, and lotus flowers can be vaguely seen exploring the smoke.

The main hall is divided into three floors. On the top floor, a man in white sat on the ground. He had a childish face and his eyes were closed, which made him feel like he was not as good as the world's fireworks.

Below, an old man in gray stood straight, stroking his beard with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I heard that there was a secret place of yellow sand in the beast domain. The sect leader asked his disciples to go and experience it. Could it be because of this?" The old man in gray looked puzzled, "I'm afraid this is a disaster. Will the sect leader care about it?"

Above, Yuan Dao did not open his eyes and his expression was leisurely. "In the face of great danger, there will be great opportunities. Fifth elder, you send a few Xuanling envoys to follow me. I want to see who dares to kill my Xuanling disciple."

"Sect Master, most of the Xuanling envoys in the sect have been sent to that place. I don't know how to live or die. Now there are not many envoys in the sect. I'm afraid that if I send them again...Sect Master, what's going on in that place? You." Before the fifth elder could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yuan Dao.

"It's okay, they're fine. You can send all the remaining people. In addition, let the elders of the Fourth Palace arrange some people to follow you. Don't worry, with me in the Xuanling Realm, the Ten Sects dare not make rash things."

"Yes," the fifth elder had no choice. After all, he did not dare to disobey the orders of the sect leader, so he bowed and left quickly. When Yuan Dao opened his eyes, he looked into the distance, as if he could see the far away.

In a magma, dozens of people struggled hard, but they could not escape the magma. There were many mummies floating on the surface of the magma. The mummies' expressions were ferocious and extremely terrifying. From their expressions, you can still see unwillingness and anger. A stream of qi and blood were pulled out of the living body and slowly gathered in the large blood cells above the head. There seemed to be a heartbeat in the blood cells, echoing in this space. Every time they beat, a piece of qi and blood from everyone below would be drawn.

"Ten years are enough." Yuan Daoyi smiled lightly and closed his eyes again.

In the attic, Hua Yuner closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing. At this time, a man pushed the door and walked in. Hua Yuner quickly opened her eyes, saw the man, and stood up and said respectfully: "Teacher."

The man was Cheng Yang. He smiled and his eyes were flowing on Hua Yuner, and he was secretly surprised, "Yuner, your ultimate yin body is indeed very fast to practice, and it is not in vain to teach you spiritual skills for your teacher."

"Thank you for your cultivation," Hua Yuner looked forward to her beautiful eyes, but she was a little confused. "Teacher, can you tell me what happened before? Yuner really wants to know that there will always be an old man and a young man with tiger skin in her dreams these days, all of which flash by."

Hum? Cheng Yang's face changed slightly, he thought to himself, and then said, "You used to have a grandfather, the old man in your dream. And that young man, who killed your grandfather that day, tried to defile you. Fortunately, he appeared quickly and saved you, so why did he let that kid run away?" Cheng Yang said, looking annoyed.

Seeing Cheng Yang's appearance, Hua Yuner couldn't help but feel grateful. "Teacher doesn't have to blame himself. When I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will avenge this bloody revenge."

Hua Yuner's eyes gathered, and she engraved the appearance of the tiger-skinned young man in her mind in her heart.

"Not bad," Cheng Yang nodded with a smile, "You have to work hard to practice and reach the Dan-building stage as soon as possible, and then you can take revenge." After saying that, the smile became cold, and turned around and left.

Looking at Cheng Yang's back, Hua Yun'er's eyes were somewhat dependent. It was him who reborn himself, he saved himself, and he also taught himself how to practice. She was such a great kindness, and I don't know how to repay her.

Thinking about the tiger-skinned young man in his memory, hatred appeared in his eyes, "I will kill you with my own hands!"

In the north of Xuanling Continent, the Buddha Tianzong is located in the north. Here, the mountains and valleys overlap, the forests and grasses are lush, and houses are scattered among the ditches. On the top of a mountain, a seven-story tower is built, the famous Buddha Tian Pagoda.

There is a huge square in front of the Heavenly Pagoda. At this time, many large chairs were set up in the square, with several people sitting on the chairs. In front of it, there was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and gray temples, and he bowed his hands slightly to the people on the chair.

"I am worshipping the great elder of Tianzong, and I am so lucky that I am so lucky to come to discuss major events with Tianzong.

The Xuanling Palace is about to end now, but the lean camel is bigger than a horse, so we still dare not act rashly. Fortunately, we all reached an agreement with the Soul Realm and each got what we needed.

I heard that something big happened in the outer circle of the Beast Realm, and the Xuanling Palace also sent disciples to experience it. These people are related to the dispute over the secret realm ten years later. The Soul Palace hopes that we will germinate and eat the Xuanling Palace step by step. Now the soul cultivator is far away in the Soul Realm, so it is difficult to come. The Soul Realm messenger needs to go back to report it if he has urgent matters, so he specially asked me to worship Tianzong to preside over the matter.

Dear envoys also represent each sect, I wonder what you think.

Sitting on the left side below, a man and a woman didn't think much about it, stood up, clasped their fists at everyone, and said, "My Sect Master Hehuan has an order to fully support the soul realm. Now that you have to let your sect preside over it, our sect will naturally obey."

Below Hehuan and the other two were a middle-aged man in black. The man looked average but had a vague cultivation. He thought for a while, stood up and bowed, "I have no objection to my Ghost Night Sect."

Next to the middle-aged man in black was an old man in blue. The old man bent over and hunched his back, with abscesses on his face, which was very scary. He stood up with a crutch and smiled, "When Wandu Sect sends me to come, he will wait for the arrangement."

On the right side, Qianling also stood up and said, "There is no objection to the Tayue Sect." A man and a woman below also stood up to agree, "There is no objection to the Tingfeng (Ziyun) Sect."

"Okay," Elder Baitian smiled, "Then let him have a Xuanling disciple without a return."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, wearing yellow clothes, with smoke covering her face, hazy. Nine dragons around her roaring and swam around the man in yellow. The figure seemed to be in the void, or in the sky, floating above her, vast and vast. The vast pressure on her body made the envoys of the sects below kneel down without any resistance.

As soon as the figure appeared, a figure appeared in the worship tower at a very fast speed, staring at the figure in the sky, sweating profusely, and trembling as if it was about to kneel down and worship. The figure supported it hard, but in just a breath, he surrendered to the pressure, knelt on the ground, and bowed to the figure in the sky from afar.

"Senior, I am worshiping the leader of Tianzong. I wonder what is the matter with me coming to visit Tianzong?"

"All sects and halls in the human world, and after the Nascent Soul, there will be no chaotic battles within ten years. Those who violate the violation will be punished!" The sounds in the sky echoed for a long time.

In Xuanling Palace, Yuan Daoyi suddenly opened his eyes, and his figure flashed, and he appeared outside the hall. He saw a figure above Xuanling Palace, surrounded by nine dragons. Yuan Daoyi struggled to support him, and was shocked.

In the soul realm, Sikong Yu was serving tea and drinking it himself. Suddenly, he had a meal and flew out quickly. Above the soul realm, a man's figure surrounded by nine dragons, was so terrifying.

The same is true for Penglai Pavilion.

…

In the human world, there is a yellow figure in all sects and sects above, as if he issuing decrees, just like the ruler of the human world, those who do not follow will die!

"All the sects, above the Nascent Soul, let go of the dispute and look for this person." The man in yellow in the sky stroked his fingers, and a black robe figure appeared in the air. The man in black robe had a pair of red eyes on his face, which was extremely scary.

In the beast realm, a man in black robe frowned slightly in his brow, looking up at the distance, "Did you notice it?"

He grabbed Li Tian and disappeared.
Chapter completed!