Sun Weiya said seriously:

"Just just now, the sect leader said that the Immortal King Tomb, you must go to the Ice Domain in person. Do you have any instructions to the sect?"

Lu Fengyun said: "It's up to you to fully arrange it. Thousands of people join the sect, and the affairs are huge and complicated. Thank you for your hard work."

"The responsibility will not make the sect leader worry."

"If nothing happens, I will leave first."

After saying that at night, she left after Lu Fengyun nodded.

"If the tomb of the Immortal King is opened, it will definitely shake the continent.

"The opportunity of the navy..."

Lu Fengyun said, calling Zhou Hanqing, Feng Zhige and Lu Qing'ai.

He decided to take the three of them there.

Because they are relatively idle...

I heard that there was something strange in the sea of ​​ghosts, and the phoenix stopped and the sword seemed to have thought of something.

"Sect Master, after I was rescued by Lu Chen from the sea, I saw a golden door in the dark trench!

"At that time, I thought it was an illusion. According to what you said, the Immortal King Tomb is likely to be related to the Golden Gate!"

She glared slightly at the phoenix eyes and said.

Lu Qing'ai said: "You will know as soon as you go."

Zhou Hanqing was cold and didn't say anything.

He has always been indifferent.

He and Li Xingchen are two icebergs of the Unshuang Sect.

Without further ado.

Everyone rushed to the Ice Domain that day.

…………

The fairy energy of the Sea of ​​Ghosts stirs the world, and the world is shocked.

Mountains and seas, nine realms, and the powerful are alarmed!

...

Lingzhou.

In that thunderous land.

One man wore a plain silver crown, a silver dragon robe, and a footsteps of flowing clouds, looking up at the sky.

"This energy is so strong that our clan has caused thunder and lightning to riot."

“What’s the reason?”

His handsome face showed a solemn look.

Then.

He turned to the woman in black behind him and said, "Cang Yan, drive the Kui Niu magic car and go to the sea of ​​ghosts!"

…………

East of Central China.

On a windy and snowy day, plum blossoms embrace the fragrant branches.

A woman was sitting and playing the piano, her voice sounded like a phoenix, quiet and leisurely.

"A song of piano and lyrics, pastoral smoke and clouds, green bamboo, pine and crane, chickens and dogs barking in the deep alleys, everything in the court is peaceful, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe!"

A man closed his eyes slightly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, Tao Ran was drunk.

He smiled.

"The mountains and rivers are hard to meet, but now there is Brother Ye, there is no regret."

The woman smiled slowly.

Suddenly...

She stopped playing the piano and showed a serious look on her face.

The man had slowly stood up and said, "It seems that the world is not peaceful again..."

The two looked at each other.

Their eyes gathered in the south!

…………

North Central.

Bang!

There was an uproar that resounded through a mountain in a great wilderness.

In an instant.

The void cracks, the universe is upside down, and the colorful thunder falls.

That is energy that is enough to destroy everything.

Top of the mountain.

An old man sat cross-legged, looking silent, and the wind blew his white beards.

The old man didn't move at all!

Spiritual power swallows colorful thunder!

His breath reached its peak at that moment.

Unable to shake the old man, the thunder tribulation circled for several degrees, but finally retreated!

The sky has returned to secludedness and tranquility.

At this time.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and he exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"It seems that something extraordinary has appeared in the world. How could I miss it..."

He slowly stood up.

His majestic figure is like a mountain.

…………

Southern Central.

In that towering wind and rain building.

A man was wearing a mysterious green uniform and was practicing calligraphy with his pen.

A giant pen like a rafter, dipped in thick ink, slightly hanging on your wrist, and write down the four words "Still calm waves" with force.

Author, Xie Feng!

Finished writing.

He put down his brush, looked at him carefully, and nodded slightly.

Obviously very satisfied with his Mobao.

At this time.

A disciple reported: "The master of the post, the master of Wenxue Pavilion and the leader of the Tianxin Alliance are asking for a meeting!"

"What are they doing if I Fengyu Tower and I have no reason?

"The visitor is a guest, please come in."

Xie Feng said.

Wenxue Pavilion, a force in the North Central Region.

Tianxin Alliance, the forces in the South Central Continent.

But these two sides have no intersection with Fengyu Tower. Why did they come to visit today?

While thinking, the guest has arrived.

"Ouyang Yu, the head of Wenxue Pavilion, pay homage to the owner of the post!" said a man in brocade.

"Wanping, the leader of the Tianxin Alliance, please pay homage to the poster!" said a short bearded man.

"What are you here?"

Xie Feng was too lazy to be polite and asked straight to the point.
To be continued...