Halfway up the mountain.
The mist rises and becomes blurry, making it difficult to see clearly, just like a fairyland.
Under a maple tree several meters high.
Ye Beixuan was practicing, with a mountain of Origin Stones that had exhausted his spiritual energy piled up in front of him.
There is still no intention to stop absorbing.
As a peerless holy body.
He absorbs much more spiritual energy than the average person.
In the small woods not far away, a cute little girl with little arms and legs was carrying a beautiful little basket and picking mushrooms on the ground.
Suddenly a beautiful butterfly flew over.
The little girl was attracted and followed involuntarily.
After walking not far, a group of people suddenly surrounded him.
They are not very old, the youngest is only eleven or twelve years old.
"Broom star, get out of Xuanxin Zhengzong"
"The Xuanxin authentic sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, was destroyed by you brothers and sisters, broom star"
…
A stern accusation.
The future empress was so frightened that her face turned pale.
As soon as the little hand loosened, the small basket fell to the ground, and the mushrooms inside rolled all over the floor.
A young man rushed over and kicked the little girl.
A dark shadow suddenly appeared.
Bang!
The boy flew backwards and fell heavily on the cold rocky ground.
Ye Beixuan protected his sister behind him and said angrily: "If you have the ability to come at me, how can you bully a child less than three years old?"
"If you dare to fight back, beat him to death."
"Kill this harmful person"
…
A group of teenagers rushed up like wolves and tigers.
Suddenly, a powerful force suppressed everyone.
"metropolitan"
Ye Beixuan's expression changed and he opened his clenched fists.
The teenagers all turned back, then lowered their heads.
They are still very afraid of this sect leader.
Li Qing nodded slightly, looked past the teenagers, and sighed.
With a wave of his hand, all the teenagers disappeared.
"Sect Master, me"
Ye Beixuan didn't know what to say.
Li Qingwei said in a deep voice: "It's not your fault, it's our fault that we are too weak."
Ye Beixuan clenched his fists with a heavy expression.
"follow me"
Li Qingwei grabbed Ye Beixuan's shoulders.
Soon, we arrived at a very high peak near the main peak.
Looking down, his face looked a little bad.
The disciples left in droves, and the main peak was empty.
Xuanxin Zhengzong is also a thousand-year-old sect.
At the last moment, less than a hundred people died.
He failed too much as a sect leader.
Suddenly he saw his eldest disciple Cao Yi walking over with a heroic woman.
"Yi'er, what are you doing?"
Li Qingwei asked puzzledly.
"Go to the Fire Spirit War Department"
Cao Yi answered calmly.
"What?"
Li Qingwei thought he heard wrongly.
The Fire Spirit War Department has a powerful holy-level fire spirit sitting in charge.
Just the combat power shown by the saint before.
You may not be able to win all three.
Not to mention that he had already suffered serious injuries.
Cao Yi didn't talk nonsense, he tore open the space with one hand and walked in.
When did a big disciple like myself have such a method?
Li Qingwei was puzzled.
Yelu Zhigu and Ye Beixuan walked in one after another holding their sister.
Li Qingwei followed in without any further delay.
Southern Territory.
Source City.
Cao Yi and his party appeared directly under the city gate.
On the city tower, hundreds of soldiers who had escaped not long ago fell into a daze.
People from Holy Body and Xuanxin Zhengzong actually came to visit.
This is the location of the Fire Spirit War Department that dominates the entire Southern Territory.
Are these people crazy?
I thought that if there was an ordinary saint behind me, I would be able to walk sideways.
"Blow the Trumpet"
someone yelled.
Immediately afterwards, the loud horn resounded throughout Source City.
The Fire Spirit War Department, the Dacheng Kings who had just come out from the Holy Fire Spirit, were collectively confused.
The sound was a trumpet call they had not heard for a long time.
It means someone is knocking on the door.
"Could it be that the horn's weapon spirit has gone crazy?"
A Dacheng King guessed.
At least half of the Dacheng Kings showed expressions of approval.
For them, the idea of someone knocking on their door is a fantasy.
"Could it be that saint from Xuanxin Zhengzong, who knew he couldn't run away, so he gave it a try?"
Someone else guessed.
This is not impossible.
Many people nodded subconsciously.
The new leader, the silver-robed Dacheng King, took out an ancient mirror.
Inject a divine light.
The figures of Cao Yi and others appeared in the mirror.
"Holy Body, a person of Xuanxin Zongzong, that saint didn't come"
He said in astonishment.
"I understand, they came to surrender."
Someone said.
"They killed so many of us and still want to surrender. I really don't know if they are innocent or stupid."
The silver-robed Dacheng King sneered.
outside the city.
Cao Yi naturally felt that someone was using a magic weapon to spy on him.
Ignore it.
He glanced at the city that looked like a giant beast with a dull expression.
Walked directly over.
"stop"
Someone shouted on the city wall covered with traces of time.
Cao Yi ignored it.
"Shoot him to death"
The man ordered.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of divine lights came with destructive power, and wherever they passed, the space collapsed.
Cao Yi waved his hand casually.
Hundreds of divine lights rolled back and directly destroyed the city defense formation.
Amidst the smoke and dust in the sky, the guards were stunned.
The Source City's defense formation is a formation that can block a Saint's full blow.
It's so broken
In other words, this man is also a saint.
When did saints become cabbage? They are everywhere.
Suddenly, dense lines appeared on the city wall, like broken glass.
Someone coughed lightly.
The whole city was shattered into pieces like broken porcelain.
The guards were overwhelmed and screamed.
The silver-robed Dacheng King who had just arrived said in shock: "Another saint."
The expressions on the faces of the group of Dacheng Kings who arrived immediately became very ugly.
"Ask the saint to take action"
The silver-robed Dacheng King suddenly shouted.
"Ask the saint to take action"
The Dacheng kings and soldiers roared in unison.
Boom!
Deep in the Fire Spirit War Department, a huge energy appeared, as if a wild beast had awakened.
Plop...
Thousands of people couldn't bear the energy and knelt down.
Uh-huh! A fiery red figure rushed out holding a large black gun.
The speed was so fast that it blurred space and time.
Almost instantly, he arrived in front of Cao Yi.
Use a stunning shot.
Cao Yi raised his right hand and held the tip of the gun between his two fingers.
The expression of the holy fire spirit instantly changed from cold to shocked.
Her attack, which was approaching the limit, could even hurt the half-step Saint King, but it was easily caught by the person in front of her.
The answer is ready to come out.
This man is at least the Saint King.
Cao Yi used his strength to grab the big black gun.
He casually threw it to Yelu Zhigu who was following behind.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the latter gnawed the big black gun like sugar cane.
The holy fire spirit escaped without hesitation.
This person is not something she can deal with.
Cao Yi was not ready for a decisive battle with the Yuhua Dynasty.
Of course he won't let her go.
Raising his hand, he unleashed a powerful force of chaos.
The holy fire spirit fell with a groan.
