It turns out that after the collision between the power of the immortal and the power of the spirit, all the tens of meters of grass and trees were turned into dust. A huge explosion blasted a deep pit in the land, and the dust filled the air to a height of tens of meters.

It did not disperse. It was not until everyone, including the spiritual cultivators including Immortal Wu Mei, paid attention to the person who was born in the Medicine King Valley that the dust in the sky slowly dispersed, revealing a colorful circle floating above the deep pit.

Photomask.

That's right, it's floating.

The multicolored light mask was flowing with extraordinary colors, showing five colors of gold, green, blue, red and orange, slowly intertwining and flowing. And in the light mask was lying a motionless little body. The light mask, together with the little body, floated on the ground.

Above the pit, there was no movement.

That little body, with tattered and dirty clothes, covered with scars and blood stains, wasn’t that the eight or nine-year-old girl just now?

Spiritual practitioners have clearer ears and eyes than ordinary people, so everyone clearly saw that the motionless little girl's chest was still rising slightly, which meant she was clearly not dead yet.

Can you still survive the full force of the spirit fairy's attack?!

All spiritual practitioners took a breath.

Immortal Wu Mei obviously couldn't accept such a result, but then he thought that the five-color light shield on this girl might be some kind of defensive spiritual weapon, at least at the level of an immortal weapon, so that it could withstand his spiritual attack.

Thinking that it might be a rare defensive magical weapon, Immortal Wu Mei became greedy in his heart. He just wanted to kill Feng Qing immediately so that he could take away the magical weapon!

Thinking of this, Immortal Wu Mei held his sword and moved.

Just when Immortal Wu Mei was about to swing out the sword, a gentle and elegant voice came over.

"Senior, keep someone under the sword."

The person speaking was none other than the leader of the Yaowang Valley, Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao arrived in front of Immortal Wu Mei in a flash, and then bowed to Immortal Wu Mei. Seeing this, the other four people also activated their movements and stood beside Feng Zhao in a moment. Apparently, the other four people

Look at the head of Feng Zhao and Ma.

The five people stood between the eyebrowless immortal and the five-color light mask. It was obvious that they wanted to intervene in this matter and save the girl.

Feng Zhao looked around for a week, and he could probably confirm that there were basically no other girls on this hilltop who echoed the ancestor's message. Except for the little girl covered in scars in the mask, there were only a few little boys.

It seems that it is this little girl.

"What? Yaowang Valley is also going to get involved in this mundane matter?"

Seeing that these people who were born in the Medicine King Valley seemed to want to intervene, the eyebrowless immortal frowned.

"Senior, we are the ones born this time. Since we have left the valley and entered the world, we must have experienced mundane things." Feng Zhao was surrounded by brilliance and had an aura that transcended the world. Although he was only a middle-level spiritual master, he could not speak alone in front of the spiritual immortals.

The momentum did not drop at all, "Senior, this girl is related to my Yaowang Valley. I hope that senior will give me Yaowang Valley some face and let her go."

"This girl is my formidable enemy in Heartbreak Valley. She hurt my disciple today and broke my arm. How can I just let her go! Even if you, Medicine King Valley, are allowed to dominate the four cities, I will have no eyebrows and no fear."

, I will definitely kill this girl here today to commemorate the pain of losing my arms and eyebrows!"

"Old man Wu Mei, keep making it up! Your hand was clearly not injured by that little girl!"

Mu Yunwen saw how shameless the Immortal Wu Mei was at the side, and couldn't bear it, so he had the courage to yell. He was then glared at by the Immortal Wu Mei, and immediately cowered behind his brother.

"Since senior is not afraid of me, Medicine King Valley, and Feng Zhao thinks that he cannot fall into senior's eyes, then Feng Zhao can only invite someone who can make senior take it seriously to discuss with senior."

As he spoke, Feng Zhao took out a jade secret, and a fire spiritual power surged, instantly melting the jade secret into pieces.

Wu Mei's expression changed drastically, but he did not dare to take action against the five people in front of him due to his position in Yaowang Valley.

With his spiritual realm, even if it is not the time of complete victory, it is still easy to kill these five spiritual masters in front of him. However, if he really killed or injured them in front of everyone today,

These five people who were born in the Medicine King Valley may not be able to survive in this Tianlong Continent.

Although the Medicine King Valley has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, the higher the level of spiritual cultivation, the more the spiritual practitioners can understand its horror!

But this girl must not be kept! If she grows up in the future.

The eyebrowless immortal's expression changed several times.

Finally, he became fierce, and the right hand holding the sword began to use the earth element to gather spiritual power.

"Ling Wumei! The more you live, the more you go back."

A heavy sound of vicissitudes of life came from Wancui City, and then a white figure galloped from Wancui City at an extremely fast speed.

When the white figure floated in, revealing his white beard and white hair but red face, many spiritual practitioners changed their expressions, including Ning Wei and Ning Xin.

If Feng Qing was awake at this time, he would definitely recognize the old man in front of him.

The master of Yaowang Pavilion in Wancui City.

"Feng Qiongyun!" Wu Mei's face changed greatly, and then he suddenly laughed maniacally, "Everyone in the world has said that Yaowang Pavilion is related to Yaowang Valley. Unexpectedly, Yaowang Pavilion is really a dog of Yaowang Valley in the world.

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"Ling Wumei, you don't need to entangle me with words anymore, just leave."

The master of Yaowang Pavilion stood in the sky, and everyone was shocked. They all understood that the master of Yaowang Pavilion in Wancui City was in the realm of spiritual immortals, and was very likely to be much better than the eyebrowless immortal.

"Qingqing, let's go back to the valley."

The Eyebrowless Immortal glanced at the five-color halo of light with a gloomy expression. He finally put away his spiritual sword, called Feng Qingqing and turned around to leave.

Shocked by this series of dramatic changes, Feng Qingqing, whose face turned pale, hurriedly ran over, holding Wu Mei's right hand, and looked back at Ling Xiaotian as she walked.

"Feng Zhao thanked Uncle Master."

Seeing that Wu Mei had already walked away, Feng Zhao and the others saluted the pavilion master.

"You don't have to be polite. You are Feng Zhao, you are good! I have heard of you a long time ago, and when I saw you today, you are indeed outstanding!" The Pavilion Master laughed in a good mood, then turned around and saw the light mask, his face

The smile on his face gradually disappeared.

According to his perception, this spiritual shield is not ordinary, and even he is not sure that he can destroy it.

"What is this? Who is that person inside?"

"Feng Zhao doesn't know." Feng Zhao approached the pavilion master and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "The ancestors sent a message asking us to take this girl back to the valley."

The pavilion master's eyes widened and his expression changed instantly.

Ancestor?!

That ancestor who hadn't been seen for hundreds of years actually transmitted messages for a little girl?!

The master of the pavilion frowned and looked at the people in the mask, trying to see what was special about the people in the mask. In fact, the people inside were covered in gray, earth, and blood, and were completely unrecognizable.

In the end, the Pavilion Master had no choice but to give up.

"In this case, we need to find a way to bring this little girl and this mask back to the pavilion first."

Feng Zhao nodded, and naturally the other four people would not object.

Just when several people were about to leave.

Ling Xiaotian moved.

Ling Xiaotian accidentally released his sword, pointing directly at the five survivors in the field.

"Ling Xiaotian, please give me advice from the worldly person!"

Ling Xiaotian deserves to be the number one of the younger generation in Tianlong Continent, and his aura at the peak of the spiritual master's peak actually has the potential to make a breakthrough.

Seeing this, all the spiritual cultivators in the field opened their eyes and looked expectantly at the next development.

Is the fight finally about to begin?!

When Feng Qiongyun saw this scene, she remembered that there must be several battles on the day of birth every three years. After thinking about it in her heart, she felt that the ancestor's instructions were more important than anything else. He didn't have to be present for this kid's fights.

Now, it’s important to do the right thing.

"Feng Zhao, hold on, I'll take this little girl back first."

As he said that, the Pavilion Master waved his hand and a soft wood-type spiritual power wrapped around the periphery of the light mask, and then just pulled the light mask away.

Seeing the Master of Yaowang Pavilion pulling a ball away, all the spiritual cultivators looked at each other. After a long time, they woke up from the slightly funny scene just now, and looked expectantly at the five reborns and Ling Xiaotian, who had a sharp sword.

Just when all the spiritual cultivators thought that the decisive battle was imminent, Feng Zhao walked out lightly and held his hands in front of Ling Xiaotian.

"The First Prince, I, who was born in the Medicine King Valley, should have fought on this birth day. But among the five of us, Feng Zhao is at a slightly higher level, but he knows that he is not the First Prince's opponent. This battle is really difficult.

There is no need, Feng Zhao considers himself inferior."

Give up?!

What is going on?!

The one who was born in Medicine King Valley gave up before the fight even started? I have never heard of such a precedent in all these years!

"The person born this year is actually like this. Ahem, he has extraordinary bearing." Nangong Liusha covered his mouth with his fist and coughed twice before finally thinking of an adjective.

What Nangong Liusha didn't notice was that his friend was not paying attention to the person in the scene at all. Instead, he was looking straight in the direction of Wancui City, and the usual smile on his face was completely gone. He was stunned.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

"The one who was born this year can do this. He can retreat in order to advance without losing any blood!" Mu Yunwen crossed his chest with his left hand and touched his chin with his right hand, smiling with unclear meaning.

"This Feng Zhao is a bit of a character." Knowing that today's drama has finished, Mu Liu stood up, straightened his long sleeves and said, "Let's go."

The Xuanyi Silver Dragon Pattern group headed by Mu Liu left silently.
To be continued...