After the two left, they didn't know that in the clouds three thousand meters above the sky, a pair of jewel-like eyes saw everything that had just come to their eyes.

Whoosh!

The giant ape clan of the Demon Realm in the clouds, the unparalleled genius Maple, known as the Little Sky Monkey, jumped gently onto the ground.

Looking at the ground full of gullies like a spider web, Feng's cynical face showed a solemn look under his messy head.

"This guy's God Fist of the Heavens is actually much stronger than the younger masters of the Gods. And that woman, if nothing unexpected happens, should be a hidden king's family."

Looking up, looking at the two of them leaving, Feng's mouth slightly raised and said, "But that's fine. It's too boring to steal the fragments of the Dapeng's wings from the wastes of the six major sects."

But he had to slow down his feet back and bounced his feet on the ground, and Feng's body instantly rushed forward with a thousand meters.

There was no wind or wave, no sound, and it disappeared from the spot.

Five days later, Xiao Chen and Nangong Qiong came to the foot of the Changtian Sword Sect.

It was a mountain range that was rolling and towering into the clouds. Between the mountains, there was a fog filled with freshness and refreshing nose. Just open your mouth and suck it, and you can feel more comfortable.

Looking up, there was a light of inspiration between the mountains, forming a circle of halos of different colors under the sky.

The halo is hidden in the clouds and mist, and it appears and appears, adding a mystery.

Xiao Chen looked around and said, "I can't tell that there are more than ten fourth-level spiritual veins from the peak."

The fourth-level spiritual vein, also known as the top-level spiritual vein, can produce top-grade spiritual stones. Ten fourth-level spiritual veins, the fourth-level spiritual stones that can be mined in a year are a very large number.

Nangong Qiong curled his lips and said, "Your vision is really not very small. None of these ten best spiritual veins have reached the highest quality, and only one of the best spiritual veins is suppressed under the main peak."

"The huge eighth-grade sect doesn't even have a holy spiritual vein, and the Changtian Sword Sect is just like that."

At the foot of the mountain is a magnificent martial arts field, with more than a thousand inner disciples of the Changtian Sword Sect practicing the Thunder Light Escape Sword Technique.

Above the sword, there were lightning lights jumping, and the sword light waving, pulling the thunder clouds above each head, derived from the artistic conception of thunder.

Thousands of disciples used the same sword technique and the same artistic conception. With one move and one move, they could easily attract waves of wind and thunder and lightning.

The scene looks extremely vast, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

If a martial saint wants to come here and make a desperate attempt, he will be beaten back in a very embarrassing manner without any surprises.

Nangong Qiong looked at the powerful thousands of inner disciples in the martial arts field and smiled meaningfully: "I have a good hand of the thunder light shadow escape sword, but unfortunately, the only thing worthy of praise in the Changtian Sword Sect is not its own."

Xiao Chen looked at the woman, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. Nangong Qiong seemed to be really not small, and he knew that the Thunder Light Escape Shadow Sword was created by the Thunder Emperor.

Ao Jiao, who was in the fairy ring, looked at the huge statue of Changtian Sword Saint in the martial arts field and was stunned. She was a little surprised that Changtian Sword Saint was actually this person.

"Xiao Aojiao, don't you recognize who the Changtian Sword Saint is."

Ao Jiao said in a cold voice: "Sang Mu takes good care of this person in Kunlun Realm with Lei Emperor and has a deep friendship. How could he capture all the martial arts created in front of Lei Emperor for no reason? "

"Mo Lingtian is here, you know what to say later." Nangong Qiong suddenly spoke.

Xiao Chen stood outside the mountain gate and looked inside. Mo Lingtian was leading a group of people through the martial arts field and walking towards the two of them.

It must be that he had made arrangements and had always sent people to guard Xiao Chen at the foot of the mountain, so Mo Lingtian came out before the two of them had entered the mountain gate.

After leaving the mountain gate, Mo Lingtian and his group walked to Xiao Chen. His handsome face was not visible, and he said casually: "Here you come!"

In the words, a high-ranking attitude was fully expressed, as if he was willing to let Xiao Chenlai give him great face.

Xiao Chen didn't care about this, so he nodded casually and looked at the five old men behind him without any trace.

All the five old men had a deep breath, had the cultivation of semi-saints, and were all semi-saint masters who had comprehended the laws of the Heavenly Saints, and were only a little worse than Wu Yuankai.

"Who is she? I don't seem to ask you to bring anyone else."

Mo Lingtian saw Nangong Qiong behind Xiao Chen, his face changed and said unhappily.

Xiao Chen and Nangong Qiong had already arranged a speech, smiled slightly, and said, "This is a friend from the Sky Realm with me. Their strength is comparable to mine. With her accompanying me, I will definitely help you better."

Mo Lingtian snorted coldly, looked at Nangong Qiong with playful eyes, and said coldly: "Xiao Chen, you think too much of yourself. You are just as good as you, are you a master?"

"You think I'm going to do anything, and it's a big deal to take you there. It's a big deal, but you dare to take people without permission."

Xiao Chen wanted to die. Not only did he ask him to be a free thug, but he also had such a slouching face. This Mo Lingtian is really the best among the best.

Just when Xiao Chen was about to be unable to help it, Nangong Qiong walked forward, smiled slightly, and leaked his momentum a little.

Mo Lingtian's eyes changed immediately and he said, "The cultivation level of the semi-saint is almost out of sight. If he can block my palm, he can bring you with him."

After speaking, Mo Lingtian stretched out his right palm, and a trace of lightning jumped from his palm, carrying the power of thunder, and directly looked towards Nangong Qiong.

The attack was in the flash of lightning, without any warning, but Nangong Qiong did not show any panic and calmly slapped her palm.

Bang!

When his palms were touching each other, the strong wind immediately surged out, waving all the clothes of the people around him, and the dust on the ground was rolled up in an instant.

In the dust, Mo Lingtian staggered back slightly, and almost fell down because he was unstable.

At the critical moment, Xiao Chen noticed that a phantom of a pagoda appeared around his body. He put it on his hand and retracted it back to the dantian inside his body.

The moment the pagoda appeared, Mo Lingtian's retreat immediately stabilized. When the dust disappeared, he looked calm on the surface and retreated very casually.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Lingtian's eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "Yes, I can withstand it with all my strength. I have 50% of my palm. You are qualified to follow me."

"Ling Tian, ​​the origin of this woman is unknown. Do you need to consider it?" An old man behind him said with a suspicious look on his face and secretly.
Chapter completed!