Chapter 83 No Results

Southern Xinjiang

The world is vast. The situation is changing. No one can guess the secret. The distant southern border. The mountains are rolling. Towering into the sky. It's like a place where gods live. Yet everything here. But it's extremely weird. Huge forest. No sounds of birds, beasts or insects could be heard. Everything was so silent. Deathly silence. The scorching sun. Through the thick leaves. The light comes in. A shy girl. But. There was a biting chill in the air.

This forest. This group of mountains and high mountains. This is true. But don't know. The barbarian bird that was originally popular here. Now there is no trace.

Incense Valley Xuanhuo Altar

A loud roar. Like a tiger roaring. Like a dragon. A dazzling light. Pierced into the air from the Xuanhuo Altar. It seems to compete with the sun and the moon. So dazzling. It was as if the stars in the sky were waiting for this moment. Such a loud noise. Naturally, the disciples in the valley were really frightened, and they all walked out of the house to see what was going on.

Look into the sky. There is a figure. Stand out of thin air. Like a dragon coming out of the sea. The whole body is red. Like burning. It was as if the god of fire had descended. Some people were frightened to the ground. The man in the sky is aware of everything on the ground. Sneered. Fall slowly. Fiery red clothes. Bright red hair. Even his eyes were fiery red. Everything red. That face. So handsome. But between the eyebrows. Evil is uncertain. Wait until the man touches the ground. Everyone said in unison: "Congratulations to Master Gu for mastering the magic!"

Loud voice. Echoing between heaven and earth. Echoing faintly. The man stood with his hands behind his back. A sense of pride. He looked coldly at the people in front of him. He said expressionlessly: "How is the progress of what I want you to do?" A disciple walked out of the crowd and leaned over and said: "Back to the Valley Master, we have sent out all the disciples and it can be completed in a short time."

The man said in a cold voice: "Well, please step back." "Yes." The man turned his back to the disciples. Look up at the sky. The originally handsome face. Slowly becoming ferocious. The killing intent in his eyes. More and more prosperous. So much resentment in my chest. Expanding more and more. suddenly. He struck the stone statue beside him with one palm. A burst of energy. Quickly, the three-meter-high stone statue was instantly broken into powder. But no sound was heard. Thick stone powder. Slightly spread out in the air. Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked by the figure of that man. Blurred inside. Gradually. Disappeared.

Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak

The leaders of the Seven Meridians gathered in the Yuqing Palace. Xiao Yicai sat in the middle with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, Fenxiang Valley is causing trouble to the world right now. It is very powerful. It will soon invade our land in Zhongzhou. It will be in danger by then. I wonder what you have planned?" Zeng Shushu waved his fan lightly and said leisurely: "Senior brother, we have experienced so many things before and we have still come through. Even if they come to invade, we can still defeat them."

The expressions of the rest of the people were still solemn, Xiao Yicai also sighed, Zeng Shushu continued: "There is still Xiaofan, and the Tianji Seal on each peak has been repaired, which is enough to resolve the current knot."

After saying this, everyone looked at Lu Xueqi sitting there, looking at her frosty face with no expression and no intention to speak. Everyone knew that she had a cold temper, so they didn't dare to ask her opinion. Xiao Yicai tapped his fingers lightly on the small tea table beside him, frowning and saying nothing. Zhu Xian was the treasure of our sect, but as the leader, he couldn't use it. He had to rely on outsiders to use it every time. If this continued, how would he lose face? Save.

Everyone was undecided for a moment and continued to mutter in silence. The Yuqing Palace in Noda was completely silent...