Leaving the scope of the Fanyin War Pavilion, several people were in trouble, where could they go. The few people allowed the flying boat to fly around in no direction until the spiritual stones they put in were exhausted, and the flying boat crashed into a lush forest.

A few people started the stealth and defense formation here and started to make repairs. After feeding Nie Xiao and others the elixirs, Hua Mengluo and Ye Xingchen came out of the flying boat to explore the nearby situation. In this forest, the level of the monsters was not high. Clean it up.

After finishing the magical beast Hua Mengluo nearby, I was about to go back when I heard someone talking.

He signaled Ye Xingchen to approach carefully and listen to what they said.

A group of people came from a distance with swords, "Have you heard? Last night, the Fanyin War Pavilion, one of the three major sects, was destroyed, and Aoshi Cangqiong was also attacked, causing heavy losses."

"Which sect has such great ability? While restraining Aoshi Cangqiong, it can also destroy Fanyin Zhange. Zhange is the second-ranked sect."

"Holding a sword to cast a soul, Feng Wu has created a small team of some kind. They are all demons who can become invisible. They approach the target invisibly and then kill them. This time, they also sent many people to contain the Ao Shi Cang Qiong."

"It's a pity. As soon as Elder Nightmare ascended, the Fanyin War Pavilion collapsed. The sect leader's sword was there."

"I can tell you, but I can't tell others." A man dressed as a Qin Feng Han Soul disciple looked around secretly, then approached a few people, gathered them in a small circle, and then turned on the sound insulation array, "I heard that the former sect leader of the Zhan Pavilion

The sword turned into a flea and latched onto the body of Elder Nightmare's pet rabbit, and it escaped the catastrophe and directly ascended."

Although the soundproof array was turned on, Hua Mengluo and Ye Xingchen were both at the Nascent Soul stage, so it was easy to overhear what they were saying.

"Damn! So shameless, as the leader of a sect, abandoning so many disciples just to ascend in the daytime?"

"If I could ascend, I would be willing to turn into the hair on a flea. If that doesn't work, I would also turn into the boogers of a rabbit."

All the disciples of Qin Feng and Han Soul looked at him with contempt, and then showed envy in their eyes. The temptation of ascending was not small.

"Everyone, hurry up and rush to the edge of the war pavilion to see if there are any surviving war pavilion disciples so that we can rescue them." The first person said, and accelerated his flight.

Hearing this, Hua Mengluo looked over. This disciple looked very familiar. "Xu Changsheng, I met him in the Frost-covered Secret Realm before."

"Ah, it's him, should we go out to meet him?"

"Wait a moment, take a look first and then talk."

Hua Mengluo and Ye Xingchen followed several people from Qin Feng Hanhun, watching them rush to the area of ​​Fanyin War Pavilion, rescued several war pavilion disciples, and took them to continue to participate in the rescue, but they were looted by the sword-wielding soul caster.

, there are not many disciples left in the Zhan Pavilion, and only more than 10 people have been rescued, and they are all outer disciples.

Watching them bring the disciples of the War Pavilion back to Qin Feng Hanhun, Hua Mengluo, and Ye Xingchen returned to Feizhou's station, waiting for Nie Xiao and others to wake up to determine the next step.

On the way back, Hua Mengluo leaned against Ye Xingchen and walked slowly, no longer using the flying sword. Time slowly slipped away at this moment. The road was getting longer and slower. She really wanted to keep walking like this.

Go down and don't go back to face everyone. Once you go back, you will think of the destruction of the War Pavilion.

The fallen leaves drifted, swayed with the wind, fell to the ground, and turned into spring mud. The flowers blew their petals and danced, spinning and falling. Hua Mengluo reached out to pick them up. The warmth was so close and within reach, with a gentle sound, as if

The water ball bursts, and Hua Mengluo's consciousness returns.

In the first realm, mountains are still mountains, and water is water. In the second realm, mountains are not mountains, and water is not water. In the third realm, mountains are still mountains, and water is still water. Ye Xingchen broke the barrier in one breath.

The state of swordsmanship is also a state of mind and cultivation. At this time, Ye Xingchen's cultivation level crossed the transitional tribulation and directly entered the early stage of annihilation.

Hua Mengluo was entering a meditative state. She felt right and wrong, and wanted to break the shackles. When she made the breakthrough, Ye Xingchen broke through first, but because she was so close, she also benefited a lot. What he understood was:

Once you gain a certain understanding, you will be more confident about your next breakthrough.

Next came the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and Hua Mengluo felt despair for a moment. Without her master and the Tribulation-transmitting Formation at Qingfeng Peak, could Little Yezi successfully survive the calamity during the transition period?

The dark clouds in the sky began to gather, and there were more and more, which meant that Ye Xingchen's calamity was also very big and heavy. Hua Meng fell down and looked at her ears and cheeks, anxious, but Ye Xingchen pushed her away and prepared to fight her one by one.

The sword faced the tribulation, and the power of the tribulation during the tribulation period was extraordinary. Even the self-destruction of the magic weapon exchanged by Hua Mengluo in the system could not stop it.

The dark clouds gathered and gathered but never fell, and the two of them kept their hearts high. Then they saw the dark clouds filling the hole disappear. They were confused, but they were fortunate that it was difficult to resist the natural disaster at this time.

Returning to the flying boat, only Kaka was greeted. The rest were still practicing, and the unconscious ones were still unconscious. Only Shui Longyin, this guy was asleep, and the powerful body of the dragon clan relies on sleep to recover.

After waiting for three days, Nie Xiao finally woke up. The next step was to discuss whether to go to Qin Feng Han Soul to temporarily escape. Another issue was how to participate in the battlefield of the heavens.

In the end, Nie Xiao decided to go to Qin Feng Hanhun to see the remaining disciples of the War Pavilion. By the way, he met Xu Changsheng and asked about the battlefield of the heavens. Otherwise, with just a few people, he would not be able to participate in the battlefield of the heavens. There are only three major sects.

There are 3 team places, each of the six intermediate sects has 1 team place, and each team has 6 people. Casual cultivators are not eligible to participate.

A group of people came to Qinfeng Hanhun. Its geographical location is northeast of Fanyin War Pavilion. Juelongpo, Pansiling, etc. are Qinfeng's territory. It is not as prosperous as Jiyu City and Jianxian City, but it also has the prosperity of a small town.

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When they came to the foot of the mountain where Qin Feng and Han Hun lived, they looked at the disciples coming and going. They didn't feel lucky to have survived the disaster, but only had deep hatred. The hateful sword-wielding souls would one day come to kill them and get them back.

justice.

As they looked at it, several people gradually became red-eyed. Fortunately, fortunately, they met Xu Changsheng and his party who had just returned. He led the team to search for the surviving disciples of the war pavilion. Looking at this scene, several people felt in their hearts

I feel a little ashamed that an outsider can do better than me.

Xu Changsheng warmly invited several people to go to the sect. After settling in, he explained to the ancestor that several people wanted to participate in the battlefield of the heavens and wanted to help. After all, when they were in the frost-covered secret realm, if it weren't for the war pavilion,

Disciple, several of myself are no longer here.

"The disciples of the sect all competed, and the top three were qualified for the battlefield of the heavens. As for the remaining three."

"Old Ancestor, what about the remaining three? Let them go. With them accompanying us, the disciples who go will have a greater chance of survival and a greater harvest."

"Go down and let me think about it."
Chapter completed!