Chapter 525 Luck was the best in those days
There are heavy rocks on both sides of the canyon, and they are cold and towering. At this time, there is no singing of birds or the sound of pines. Only the voices of two people echo around, giving a feeling of desolation. At this moment, He Sizong's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked outside.
At the same time, Gongye Huaifang also felt something, held up his skirt and turned around to look back.
At the entrance of the canyon, I don’t know when, a new moon fell, crystal clear and flawless. Cold colors continued to fall around it, like pear blossoms in the sky, and like clear frost.
An imposing young man stands in the center of the crescent moon with his hands behind his hands. He has slender eyebrows and long eyes, a handsome face, and his robes are fluttering in the wind. On the cloud above the door, the energy of Dansha rises and interacts with the air machine to form a large area. Splendid, outlines the splendor.
Soon after, the crescent moon flashed and came to the stone monument in the deep valley. Then it turned into clear light in the sky, like thousands of wings fluttering, and fell behind the handsome young man. He was bathed in the light and his eyes swept over He Sizong. He and Gongye Huaifang, their eyes flashed with silver light, and then they said: "Manager Zhu, I have met two fellow Taoists."
"He Sizong."
"Gongye Huaifang."
The two of them also signed up one after another and bowed their heads, looking like a clear and bright moon.
Although they both point their swords at the small world and there must be some competition, they are both from Taoist backgrounds and will not fall out at each other. The kind of life-and-death fights that occur when there is a disagreement mostly occur in the demon clan and the demon sect. After all, they emphasize the survival of the fittest and the survival of the fittest. Xuanmen disciples at least maintain superficial rules.
Their competition mainly revolves around the flash of swords and shadows after entering the small world.
With the arrival of Manager Zhu, it seems that the curtain has begun. In the sky above the canyon, streaks of precious light, spiritual leaves and jade flowers, flying colors, and different clear tones echo in the canyon, far away spread the word.
Monks from different forces arrived one after another, causing the originally empty canyon to surge into the sky with mysterious energy, sweeping away the gloom of the past.
Gongye Huaifang stood on one side, his wonderful eyes turning, his thoughts ups and downs. Although the people who came looked extraordinary, they were all in the realm of harmony. Compared with them, she would not fall behind. Downwind.
At this moment, a clear whistle came from the distance, and then a golden light emerged from the place where the water and the sky meet, shining brightly, like a light in the night. After a while, it turned into morning glow and spread out, It flooded all around, dyeing everything in the four directions with a layer of rouge, making it an extremely dazzling red color. In the red sky, there stood a young man, heroic and energetic. On the top of the door was a cloud with thousands of golden threads hanging down and swaying continuously.
After the visitor arrived, he walked to the stone monument on his own. His aura was so strong that the people around him subconsciously did not dare to approach.
"Nascent Soul cultivator."
"It is actually the realm of Nascent Soul!"
......
Seeing the visitor, everyone present was shocked. He was startled, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.
Even though they all have their own methods and have more trump cards than ordinary Heso monks, the clearly visible gap between the Heso realm and the Nascent Soul realm is really before their eyes.
In the small world, they have to compete with a Yuanying monk. Just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.
"It seems to be Yu Hanchun."
He Sizong stood on one side and looked at the young man facing the stone monument. He looked at it for a while, and suddenly something moved in his heart. He seemed to have met him once before. It's just that he hadn't condensed the golden elixir at that time.
In just a short time, we are already in the Nascent Soul realm!
"It's difficult."
He Sizong gritted his teeth secretly. If a Yuanying monk in the small world disrupts the situation, it will be difficult for monks like them to resist. In this case, I'm afraid they can only find allies. Although I am reluctant, facing such a bad situation, I must find allies! He turned his eyes and met Gong Ye Huaifang's eyes, and the other party conveyed the same intention of forming an alliance.
Before the two people could continue to make eye contact, another mysterious sound came from outside the canyon. The sound was like a tiger's roar, a dragon's roar, and an ape's cry. They were all mixed together, very weird. , but when it reaches people's ears, there is an indescribable majesty.
Immediately, everyone saw a startling rainbow hanging down from the mouth of the canyon. It was a thousand feet long and came from the sky. Immediately, the precious aura dissipated. There was a person's figure that turned from virtual to solid. A young man Coming slowly, he was dressed in white, with clear features and a pair of eyes like stars, making him unforgettable.
Under the feet of the young man in white, there is a strange fairy bird, with the head of a dragon and the body of a crane, the eyes of a tiger and the face of an ape. The wings on its back are like ink, and there are barbs on the wings under its ribs. Its wings are spread out, and it is three to five feet long. It is soaring. , makes a strange sound, which naturally triggers thunder and roars.
This bird is very powerful, and the overwhelming aura is overwhelming and attracts people's attention. However, when everyone in the canyon is watching, most of their attention is still on the young man wearing white clothes and snow on the back of the bird. .
Without him, the young man in white is really too outstanding. No matter how strange the bird is, it will be overshadowed by him. As soon as he appears, he will naturally become the center of attention!
"This man..."
"Taixiao Zong Lu Shentong."
"Why is he here too?"
Many people present knew the young man in white who came on a strange fairy bird. They were startled at first, and then became uproar, and the place became uneasy.
Although they come from different forces, the big force with the most contact is Taixiao Sect, and Lu Shentong is famous in Taixiao Sect, and he lives up to the reputation of being a genius.
They have long been affected by Lu Shentong's genius aura, and are no strangers to the other party's series of shocking deeds, but they never expected that the other party could also participate in this small world.
If the other party really finds an opportunity in the small world, who can compete with him?
"Big trouble."
He Sizong and Gong Ye Huaifang subconsciously came closer. In their judgment, although they were both Yuanying monks, there was no doubt that Lu Shentong was more troublesome than Yu Hanchun. .
Lu Shentong was originally a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he was very powerful. He also had powerful spiritual beasts and birds to help him, which made him even more powerful. Not to mention, the relationship between Taixiao Sect and Biyou Palace.
Although people from the Taixiao Sect never mentioned it, many people knew that the Taixiao Sect had inherited part of the inheritance from the Biyou Palace before breaking through to the Xuanmen in one fell swoop. Many of Taixiao Sect's techniques, especially the raising of immortal birds and spiritual beasts, have many traces of Biyou Palace.
The core disciples of Taixiao Sect enter the small world with the inheritance of Biyou Palace, and have innate advantages that others cannot match.
"Lu Shentong is indeed here."
Yu Hanchun turned around and looked at Lu Shentong who was slowly falling down on the fairy bird, his eyes as fierce as a sword.
"Huh?"
Lu Shentong sensed the aura of Yu Hanchun who was also a Yuanying monk, and smiled. He discovered that everyone in the small world was also lucky, at least their The younger generations have produced many geniuses.
Before Lu Shentong and Yu Hanchun could speak, a mysterious sound came from the mouth of the canyon again. This time, the sound was louder than ever before.
(End of this chapter)