Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Seeing that Medusa looked at Xiao Yan and fixed her eyes, Hai Bodong immediately disappeared from the spot and stood in front of Xiao Yan. If something happened to Xiao Yan, the Lord Dou Zun might blame him. And once the Shanhe Fan is taken, he will die here immediately today.

Hai Bodong gestured to Xiao Yan from behind, telling him to be ready to kill Medusa with his fan at any time.

Hai Bodong's dodge made Medusa even more sure that there was something strange about this young man, his eyes were cold, and she was about to snatch the fan from her upper body.

As soon as Medusa moved, Hai Bodong jumped away and shouted loudly: "Xiao Yan! Wave your fan!"

However, at some point, the young man had already opened the fan in his hand, and the pale gold fan painted with beautiful mountains and rivers shone with pale golden light, making his sneer extremely ferocious.

Medusa was like a light on her back, her body was tense, and she immediately felt an extremely intense sense of threat, and she wanted to back away, but it was too late.

Xiao Yan swung the mountain and river fan in his hand heavily towards Medusa, and immediately there was a thunderous sound of waves, and a raging river suddenly appeared from the mid-air, and rushed towards Medusa fiercely.

Medusa retreated in a hurry, her eyes were terrified, and she burst out her whole body's fighting spirit, condensing a purple crystal python that was tens of feet long.

The amethyst python's eyes were alive and full of ferocity, roaring loudly, swung its tail across the sky and slammed into the big river desperately.

But he didn't even stop it, like a mantis holding a chariot, the purple python was blown away and dissipated in an instant.

In the next breath, the turbulent river engulfed the terrified Medusa ruthlessly with terrifying strength, and the momentum remained undiminished. It smashed through the sand dunes and plowed a wide chasm. It was only a few miles away before it gradually stopped. In this scorching desert, a large river unexpectedly formed.

Xiao Yan was stunned, opened his mouth slightly, looked at the scene in front of him, and then looked at the mountain and river fan in his hand. As the person who personally created this scene, his body trembled and his mind was filled with excitement

This is power! The Douhuang peak powerhouse is just like a rotten wood in front of him, changing the terrain with one blow! It's really appalling, and it's extremely terrifying.

Hai Bodong stood aside, his eyes glazed over, his face filled with horror, and he exclaimed repeatedly: "Unbelievable, really unbelievable! How can this be a human being? To have such terrifying strength, even if you call it a god! Not too much."

Hai Bodong had climbed to the top of Jia Ma decades ago, and there were only a few people who could match his strength.

Li Xiu lifted the seal for him to protect Xiao Yan,

Hai Bodong was actually reluctant in his heart, thinking that this was no different from being a slave, but he agreed because he was afraid of Li Xiu's strength.

But when I saw it today, I realized that I was small and the world was vast, and my arrogance disappeared immediately, and I couldn't help but think in my heart, if such a person took him into the sect, let him order him, and run around for him, why not.

After Medusa easily died on the mountain and river fan left by Li Xiu, the two of them lost all fear. Hai Bodong even led Xiao Yan into the snake-human tribe's land several times, wantonly hunting and killing the snake-people.

The resentment in Hai Bodong's heart gradually subsided, and Xiao Yan's Jade Snake Eye space also reached a full point. After a long time without having to worry about fighting qi cultivation, the two were ready to leave.

The main reason is that the three-year agreement between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran is getting closer, and it is time for Xiao Yan's practice to end.

The two started to rush towards the Jiama Imperial Capital. Originally, Xiao Yan wanted to wait for Li Xiu, but Hai Bodong pointed out that the Mountain and River Fan belonged to the Venerable, and it must have the soul imprint of the Venerable. The Venerable Lord can find it wherever he is, so Xiao Yan gave up waiting.

Ten days later, Xiao Yan stared at the snow-white mountain in the distance, his eyes flashed coldly, and he let out a deep breath. He had been waiting for this day for three years.

At this moment, he calmed down instead, and calmly walked up to the snow peak where the Misty Cloud Sect was located at the end of his line of sight, Hai Bodong followed behind him step by step.

The Yunlan Sect, the most powerful force in the Jia Ma Empire, has been passed down from generation to generation, and has changed over the millennium, but it has always stood on the top of Jia Ma, like a giant pillar reaching the sky, and no one can shake it in the slightest.

The Jia Ma royal family, which also has a long history, also has a complicated attitude towards it. They are afraid that the Yun Mi Zong can easily subvert the imperial power if they want to, and hate the status of the Yun Mi Zong in the Jia Ma Empire. When a powerful enemy strikes, the Misty Cloud Sect is the strongest force protecting the country.

The imperial family stationed half of the elite troops of the empire at the foot of the Misty Cloud Sect to take precautions, and the Misty Yun Sect allowed it, and didn't take it seriously.

Walking along the wide mountain road, Xiao Yan looked at the continuous barracks at the foot of the mountain, shook his head and sneered, "It's just a false sense of security."

From Xiao Yan's point of view, this is like holding a sword on the opponent's neck when he knows that the opponent is invulnerable to swords and swords. Of course the opponent doesn't care, but he has a false sense of security. nothing.

Hai Bodong understood what Xiao Yan meant, and sighed: "The Jia Ma royal family has been like this since ancient times. It seems a bit weak and pitiful, and it is also a helpless move."

The sound of the soldiers practicing in his ears gradually weakened, and snow-white colors began to appear on both sides of the mountain road. Xiao Yan looked at the ancient stone steps under his feet, and knew that he was almost at the top of the mountain.

At the end of the long stone steps, surrounded by clouds and mist, is a simple and elegant square, which is paved with snow-white boulders. In the center of the square, a huge stone tablet stands majestically. The names of some people who have made great contributions to the sect are also marked with the cultivation base of fighting spirit.

The densely packed, almost uniform Douhuang Douwang is shocking, and it is better than any dismounting authority.

On the square, nearly a thousand people sat cross-legged among them. These people sat in a semicircle shape. Without exception, they were all dressed in moon-white robes, with clouds and long swords embroidered on the cuffs, fluttering in the wind, like real Things are average.

At the top of the square, there are some towering steps and stone seats. The higher the steps, the older and higher the cultivation level of the people sitting. On the highest floor is a beautiful woman wearing a beautiful white robe. sit on it.

Below the white-robed old man, there is a single stone step. A woman in a moon-white dress, with her eyes slightly closed, seems to be resting her mind. It is Nalan Yanran who has become more and more beautiful three years later.

There are nearly a thousand people on the entire square, but there is no sound on the square, except for the whistling of the wind, there is nothing else.

Occasionally, a strong wind blew across the square, and the white robes fluttered all over the eyes, like a neat cloud. At first glance, the mind was shocked.

And around the square, there are some giant trees growing. Among the thick branches on the giant trees, there are faint figures, all of them are the strong men in the Jia Ma Empire and the outstanding descendants of the various clans.

At a certain moment, subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square, and everyone in the Misty Cloud Sect in the square fixed their sights on the stone steps.

If a person with a weak heart is locked by the eyes of so many people who are also mixed with Dou Wang Dou Huang, he may be speechless immediately, and his embarrassment will be exposed, even a person with a strong heart will give birth to more Feeling of tension, affected.

Xiao Yan and Hai Bodong, one after the other, entered the square.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, Xiao Yan glanced at the square indifferently. He didn't feel the slightest sense of nervousness, but he still felt quite disdainful in his heart. The peak Dou Huang died in his hands. What are these people?

On the contrary, Xiao Yan thought with great interest that if he took out the Shanhe fan left by his master at this time and waved it, how many of these people would be left!

Nalan Yanran opened her bright eyes, looked directly at Xiao Yan and said coldly, "Yunlanzong, Nalan Yanran."

She came up and announced her identity, Nalan Yanran seemed to want to start a duel directly, Xiao Yan Lingran was not afraid, but licked his lips, feeling a little uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

Recalling what Master had said to him, their lineage is an ancient legacy, and Master was born this time to rebuild the sect, and he will be repaid if he meets someone...

Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head, looked at Nalan Yanran, and said lightly: "Swallowing Stars, Xiao Yan."