Above a chasm, a confrontation is taking place.
On one side, there are many geniuses from the Youtian Realm, Qiao Yanran is at the front, standing with their heads raised.
She was still the same, wearing a fairy dress with flowers, her hands and feet were bare, her perfect figure did not require any extra accessories, and she stood there as beautiful as a picture.
But vaguely, she has a more temperament than before, a unique temperament that stops like a drop of water and stands in the middle of the water.
Just because Qiao Yanran is now the only saint in Youtian!
Although Lu Ling'er has been regarded as a little saint in Youtian Territory in recent years, she actually does not have part of the inheritance of Youtian's treasure.
This is just because Lu Ling'er is so capable, secretly, everyone calls her the big devil.
Therefore, in the entire Youtian Realm, only Qiao Yanran has received part of the inheritance of the immortal ancient treasure. Unlike other Tianyu Realms, most of them have more than one Saint Son or Saint Daughter.
Behind Qiao Yanran, there are nearly a hundred figures standing in the sky. They have different shapes. Some of them may not be called human beings, and there are even unknown monsters with ten heads.
In Youtian Territory, few are established by sects, and most are divided by race. At this moment, these people or demons are the many geniuses from the top ethnic groups in the entire Youtian Territory!
Among them, in addition to Qiao Yanran, there are also five Nascent Soul Dzogchen and more than twenty late Nascent Souls, and most of the others are in the middle Nascent Soul stage!
This kind of formation is no worse than Xuantian Territory!
On the other side where Qiao Yanran was looking at each other from a distance, there was also a group of people standing there, a group of people with the same strong lineup.
They come from Yangtian Territory!
The leader is a rather handsome young man, with a pair of red eyes that are like fire burning in them, which is impressive. He has a slightly crazy smile on his face, but he also gives people the impression that he is in control. feeling.
This person is Yang San!
In the past, he was not called by this name, but the moment he became the Holy Son, he was named "Yang San" by Lord Yang Tian!
It means...the third holy son of Yangtian Domain!
And from then on, he only had this name!
At this moment, beside Yang San, there was a young man.
The young man was covered in wounds, and there was even a strange vine growing out of the wounds on his body. The vines were thorny, entangling him and imprisoning him at the same time, looking a bit miserable.
It seems that this young man is not from Yangtian Domain, but more like a puppet hostage.
"How are you thinking about it? Are you going to start a full-scale war, or are you going to fight against each other?"
Yang San's laughter was wild, and even though the two sides were thousands of miles apart, his voice still conveyed the past clearly.
But between words, he reached out and stroked the head of the boy next to him.
The young man was immediately frightened and wanted to dodge, but he was entangled in the vines and could not move at all, and could not even speak.
On the other side, a girl behind Qiao Yanran saw this scene and immediately became furious. She stepped forward and yelled angrily: "Despicable, the dignified Holy Son of Yangtian actually held him hostage. Brother, please rest in peace. Your ghost, It will be returned in the burial!"
With that said, the young girl suddenly turned around and said to Qiao Yanran: "Lord Saint, my brother said that he is willing to fight for Youtian, even to the death, kill him, Mo Lin is willing to lead the charge and kill these Yangtians. Terrible bastard!"
For a moment, everyone in Youtian Territory booed.
Qiao Yanran glanced at the girl in front of her strangely, and then looked at her again. The young man entangled in vines had a look of fear on his face and kept shaking his head. There was no sense of sacrifice.
"You go back first." Qiao Yanran said.
Although the girl was reluctant, she still snorted towards the other side and retreated.
She was obviously the biological sister of the young hostage, but she was more open-minded than everyone present. Her free and easy attitude did not mean that she did not care about her brother's life or death, but that she seemed to have transcended the boundaries of death.
It's just that in the young man's eyes, his sister is like a devil.
The girl's name is Mo Lin, and she belongs to the Burial Sacrifice clan, the oldest race in the Youtian Domain.
Don't think she is just a ten-year-old girl
Female, this is just because the Burial Sacrifice clan is born like this. In fact, Mo Lin is much more than ten years old, and his cultivation is a real Nascent Soul Dzogchen!
Withdrawing her gaze from Mo Lin, Qiao Yanran once again looked at the Holy Son of Yang Tianyu, who was thousands of miles away. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Okay, let's decide on three wins out of five."
"Okay...!" Yang San laughed, "If you, Youtian, win, I will return this great medicine to you unconditionally..." Five
Yang San said, pointing to the young man beside him, and then said: "But if our Yang Tianyu wins by chance, we will have to ask everyone from Youtian to go back. The entrance passage is stable, and we will fight together. It will only make other heavens cheaper."
"Lady Saint, don't believe him!"
At this time, Mo Lin came forward again and said: "Those red eyes are not a good thing at first glance. I suspect he is playing a conspiracy. The saint does not need to care about the younger brother. We, the Burial Festival clan, are never afraid of death!"
"Please give the order from the saint, we will rush over now!"
Many geniuses from the Netherworld Territory were speechless, wondering whether Mo Lin had any deep grudge against his own brother, right?
They unconsciously turned their attention to the young man in the distance, and their eyes were almost ready to pop out. They could feel the fear overflowing from his eyes even though they were thousands of miles away.
You say that's not afraid of death?
Qiao Yanran glanced at her strangely again, and the figure of Ling'er could not help but appear in her mind. Then she smiled slightly, turned to look directly at Yang San, and said: "It's a deal! Ju Cultivator, you take the lead."
As soon as he finished speaking, behind Qiao Yanran, an extremely tall figure walked out. With a body several feet tall, he looked like a giant.
At the same time, he is also one of the five great Nascent Soul Perfection among the geniuses of Youtian Realm!
Mo Lin retreated with regret.
Opposite him, Yang San smiled grimly and made no movement, but someone also walked out.
This man, whose face was covered by a flaming robe, also had the cultivation level of Yuanying Dzogchen. He flew up and had already taken the lead in ascending to an altitude of tens of thousands of miles!
The giant cultivator also flew up and followed, thousands of miles apart, looking at each other from afar. The two of them stood here, which was the battlefield.
Nascent Soul monks have truly possessed the ability to turn mountains and seas, especially for Nascent Soul Dzogchen.
It might be an exaggeration to say that they can completely destroy a land of thousands of deserts, but if they are given enough time, it is not impossible!
At least, it is enough to devastate a wasteland!
Only thousands of miles above this chasm can they fight without any scruples!
No one shouts start, and there is no referee. This is a life and death fight, and any insidious means can be used!
Just the next moment, the battle broke out completely!
Below, everyone is watching the fierce battle above, only the Saint and the Son are looking at each other from a distance.
Both of them had light shining in their eyes.
Both of them have plans in mind!
Neither of them wants to fight to the death, but they both know very well that this confrontation is just delaying time!
At this moment, behind Yang Tianyu, a figure flew over, came directly to Yang San, bowed his head and said something in his ear.
After hearing the news of the visitor, Yang San's wild smile gradually subsided and he pondered for a long time.
Finally, he glanced at the two people behind him, as if giving some order with his spiritual mind. The two people immediately nodded and left, disappearing from everyone's sight!
Qiao Yanran from afar saw this scene, frowned slightly, and then said silently in her heart: "Ling'er, how are you?"
That is, after Qiao Yanran recited silently for ten breaths, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Haha! Sister Yanran, don't worry. Ling'er is on the move and has successfully reached behind them. We can take action soon!"
Then, Qiao Yanran secretly warned her again before turning her attention to the battle above.
At this time, the sky above was already filled with darkness!
On the other side, Gu Xiaoxing was still flying over the mountains and fields.
According to the memory obtained from the soul search, he bypassed the gathering place of the Yangtian Domain camp and went straight to another natural moat.
Because he already knows that the Holy Son of Yang Tianyu is the one who leads many geniuses to fight against Youtianyu on that natural chasm!
Hongyue is still a little red fox, standing firmly on Gu Xiaoxing's shoulders, with four big furry red tails swaying gently.
Gu Xiaoxing had slowed down at this moment, and he was a little overwhelmed by using his magical powers for a long time.
And it shouldn't be too far away from the natural chasm. There is likely to be a big battle later, and he must ensure that his cultivation is not excessive.
But despite this, Gu Xiaoxing's speed was still very fast, maintaining a stride of three thousand miles. During the leap, he did not forget to glance at the little fox on his shoulder.
"Xiao Hongyue, are you hiding your cultivation?"
The little fox gave him a disgusted look and ignored him.
"You're just a pet, how dare you wink at your master? Since you don't tell me, I'll see for myself!"
Gu Xiaoxing immediately became unhappy. Of course, he did not say this out loud, but secretly used his celestial vision.
He did not fully open his Heavenly Eye, but left it in a half-open state, just like how Qiao Song used it to explore his true cultivation level.
When Gu Xiaoxing's eyes were half-opened, in his eyes, a golden halo gradually appeared on the little fox's body!
really!
The richness of that golden light is definitely not something that a late Nascent Soul can possess.
In the past, Gu Xiaoxing had also half-opened his eyes to see the golden roc of Nascent Soul Dzogchen. At this moment, the golden light on Hongyue's body was the same as that of the golden roc!
It is indeed the cultivation of Nascent Soul Dzogchen!
After seeing through it, Gu Xiaoxing couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"What are you looking at!"
Hongyue was already staring at Gu Xiaoxing with vigilant eyes. The monster's spiritual sense was always sharp. She only felt that she was naked in Gu Xiaoxing's eyes at this moment.
This feeling made her very bad, especially when she saw the other person's mouth smiling so evilly, it made the little fox's hair stand on end.
"Forget it if you don't let them touch you, why don't you let them see you?"
Gu Xiaoxing curled her lips, feeling that this little fox was somewhat ignorant.
If circumstances didn't allow it, he would definitely move out of the mountain of Dongfang Yu and train the little fox well so that she would know how to talk to her master as a spiritual pet!
But now, it is better to find Yanran first. Just as he was about to close his half-opened Heavenly Eye, suddenly, his expression became condensed and his steps stopped.
The little fox was fierce and bared his teeth. He was about to scold Gu Xiaoxing angrily, but found that he suddenly stopped. He couldn't help but be startled. Then, his gloomy voice came to his ears.
"After following you all the way, it's time to come out!"
