"Wow..."
The originally calm sea surface suddenly became windy and the waves were turbulent. The small boat was like a dead leaf drifting with the current, sometimes reaching the "clouds" and sometimes falling into the "abyss".
The three of Xin Zhuo stood on the bow of the ship and looked ahead. They saw a hundred miles ahead, a huge mirage, blurry and twists and turns, including ancient towers, broken pavilions and cloth. The mass graves filled with weapons are endless.
Jiang Guiyi said: "Luanji Mountain is reflected in the tide under this mirage. I don't know where it is reflected. It only appeared in the past ten years. Ancestor Snow King and the others are making calculations."
Just as Xin Zhuo was about to speak, he saw a dense crowd of figures in the distance behind him, carrying the majestic aura of the Holy King, coming over the waves.
Jiang Guiyi frowned slightly and said, "Why are there so many people here?"
As soon as he stepped down, the boat cut through the waves like an arrow from the string, and plunged into the "sea market" in an instant. "In ", before Xin Zhuo and When Xue Ji reacted, she was shrouded in shadows that covered the sky. She saw a huge tide like a dragon sucking water on the edge of a hazy boundary wall with no end in sight. It stretched for thousands of miles. The small boat entered, just like under a towering tree. mosquitoes.
The next moment, a powerful suction force came, and the boat moved thousands of miles forward with a "swish" sound and entered an unknown place at a speed that exceeded the understanding of the holy realm.
After half a stick of incense, my eyes focused. The boat was stranded on a beach. Looking around, it seemed that I had entered another world.
The vision here is dim, as if a heavy rain is coming, but it doesn't matter if you can't see anything, because there is a hazy red sun and a hazy moon hanging in the sky.
The ground is dry and cracked rock. A little further away are peaks that are either bare or covered with purple-black trees. Each peak is ten thousand feet high.
Between the peaks, there is a faint river, and the river water is colorful.
Farther away, the fog is hazy and shadows are blurred, making it difficult to see clearly.
A breath of desolation and death came to my face.
This is like a place abandoned forever!
It is very different from Xin Zhuo's imagination, which is like a sea of suffering and a thin sky.
"Miss."
The three young and handsome young people in front of us greeted us respectfully. They were obviously cultivators of human saints, but at this moment they were as humble as dust. They glanced at them curiously. Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji then hunched over and lay on the side of the ship.
Jiang Guiyi's originally peaceful appearance suddenly changed, becoming decisive, cold and ruthless. He stepped on the backs of the three of them and walked down.
Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji looked at each other and got off the boat on their backs.
The three saints did not feel insulted, but felt proud of it. They stood up and followed Jiang Guiyi: "The eldest lady has brought two seniors here, and her power will definitely increase in the future!"
" Noisy!"
Jiang Guiyi put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "Did anything big happen during the days I left?"
A young man replied carefully: " The ancestor of the Snow King led a group of seniors of the Holy Ruins and various masters to an unknown place. They just returned, but they were all injured. Now everything in the Snow Palace is under the control of General Jun Lingxiao, and everything else... everything As usual!"
Jiang Guiyi frowned slightly.
Several people moved forward quickly, passing by the broken mountain peaks.
Xin Zhuo looked around and found bones and corpses everywhere along the way. He encountered at least seven waves of fighting scenes. The fighters had varying levels of cultivation, including human saints, great saints and saint kings. The methods of these people Really strong, They are all life-saving techniques that can kill with one strike, without any bells and whistles. Every move can cause mountains and rivers to collapse, but Jiang Guiyi didn't even look at it, as if he was used to it. After all, this damn place will never collapse no matter how much it collapses. Where did it go.
There are not only fights, but also many erotic scenes. A group of men and women do not shy away from others, moaning and groaning, which makes people's blood rush.
Jiang Guiyi glanced at Xin Zhuo's curious eyes and said casually: "It's just a matter of hunting for beauty and beauty, or maybe the contribution is less, and I can't survive anymore, so exchange items!"
Xin Zhuo nodded and smiled: "It's quite interesting!"
After saying that, Xue Ji glared at her fiercely.
Continue to move forward, after thousands of miles, you can see seven peaks arching in the distance, and there are rows of pavilions and palaces. They can’t be said to be exquisite, and they can’t even be considered majestic. They are different from the buildings outside. The difference is too big.
In front of the pavilion building, on a huge stone, the words "Snow Palace" are flying and phoenixes are dancing, exuding a heart-stopping and fierce attitude.
“The Snow Palace is here!”
Jiang Guiyi and a few people landed lightly on the stairs going up the mountain and walked slowly.
At this moment, there were many people on the stairs, dressed simply and even patched, but they were all in high spirits and had murderous eyes.
Just seeing Jiang Guiyi, he showed a bit of respect and bowed his hands: "I have met Miss Jiang!"
Jiang Guiyi didn't even show the slightest expression, with his hands behind his back, He was domineering and introduced to Xin Zhuo as he walked: "Brother, you need to remember that here, the more ruthless you are, the more others will fear you; the more evil, the more others will fear you!" Xin Zhuo nodded: "You have learned a lesson!"
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The higher you go up, the more people there are. When you reach the layer upon layer of pavilions on the top of the mountain, you will see densely packed crowds of men, women, old and young, all kinds of people, ranging from the lowest quasi-sage cultivation level to the highest holy king level. Everyone was just in a hurry.
Jiang Guiyi dismissed the three "slaves" and led Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji straight to a magnificent palace in the depths. This palace has a very special shape and seems to be guarded by unknown formations. In front of the palace are ten masters of the Great Saint Realm. The gatekeepers all had bright eyes.
Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji looked at each other and it was hard not to sigh. The Great Sage Realm has become a gatekeeper here. Will anyone believe it?
“Jiang Guiyi, returned from the ruins of Xiniu Sanctuary Divine Kingdom!”
Jiang Guiyi handed over a jade identity tag.
One of the guards did not answer, glanced at Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji curiously, and said with a smile: "The commander has been waiting for Miss Jiang for a long time, please come in!"
Jiang Guiyi winked and led Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji through the door. The moment he entered, he lowered his voice and said, "This Jun Lingxiao is half-stepping into the Third Realm of Huangji. He is very powerful, but he won't deal with me, so be careful what you say."
Xin Zhuo nodded.
As soon as he entered the hall, a fierce pressure came over him.
At the end of the deep and wide hall, there is a jade throne. On the steps under the throne, a person is sitting cross-legged. He is tall, wearing black brocade clothes, red cloak, and dragon boots. His nose is slightly high and his eyes are deep. , the whole person looked a little gloomy.
Xin Zhuo looked at this person carefully. He was very strong, but not averagely strong. He was the type that you knew you couldn't beat as soon as you saw him.
"Haha, sister Guiyi is finally back."
The young man did not get up, but said casually: "Ye Yichen is dying."
Jiang Guiyi's face changed drastically and his breathing became rapid. After a few minutes, he clenched his fists to hold back, and pointed at Xin Zhuo with difficulty: "I know, my brother Xin Zhuo is in the first stage of the Saint King; my sister-in-law Xue Ji is in the post-Great Saint stage. Follow me into the Snow Palace to practice. Please arrange it, Commander Jun!"
"That's easy to say!"
Jun Lingxiao clicked her nails and looked at Xin Zhuo and Xue Ji for a moment, "My brother, go to the 37th A courtyard of the fourth pavilion. After moving in, this woman will stay with me for half a month. This is the rule of the Snow Palace, and Sister Guiyi should understand it.”
Xin Zhuo's face darkened.
"Jun Lingxiao, are you sure you are going to embarrass me like this?" Jiang Guiyi was furious, "Who has been submissive in front of Brother Ye before?"
Jun Lingxiao's face was gloomy, and his whole person was even more... He looked gloomy, and after a moment he laughed out loud: " Just kidding, don’t get excited, go ahead!” "Thirty-seventh A courtyard" is a dilapidated courtyard near a cliff.
This means that Xin Zhuo is the thirty-seventh first-level Saint King in the Snow Palace!
Further up is the third pavilion, the residence of the masters of the Holy King.
Although the difference between the two is just a small realm, it represents a powerful realm of suppression. Not surprisingly, this realm will take decades, hundreds of years, or even the end of one's lifespan to break.
And the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to fight across borders.
Xin Zhuo is not sure that he will win the Holy King Middle Realm now. It is not a matter of a small gap between one and two. There is a decimal point in the middle, right? You have to try it!
He took Xue Ji into the yard, and saw overgrown grass, collapsed wooden beams, and a mess.
Since leaving Fulong Mountain, I have never lived in such a shabby place in my life.
However, Xue Ji was very happy. She walked around in a circle with interest and started cleaning, like a little daughter-in-law living at home.
Xin Zhuo walked to the door of the courtyard and looked around. This ghost place was indeed a holy place for the masters of the holy realm in the world. He could sense the auras of at least dozens of holy kings.
Sacred Realm masters are all ancestors and highly respected outside, but they get together here.
That’s nonsense!
This gave him a feeling that he was also very ordinary.
But it’s a bit interesting and very challenging.
By the way, I wonder which faction Li Chunyuan and Ye Miaojin belong to?
“Plop!”
At this moment, a gray-faced woman suddenly came from a distance and knelt down in front of him, respectful to the dust. (End of this chapter)