Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

One hundred and sixty nine, the mountain and river fan returns to the Lord

Just when Xiao Yan turned his head to look to the other side, the majestic aura emanating from the depths of Yunlan Mountain became more and more intense until it reached its peak.

A clear howl suddenly resounded, and under the intense gaze of countless eyes, a white shadow suddenly emerged from the depths of Yunlan Mountain, stepped on the void, and slowly came towards the Yunlan Peak Square.

Bai Ying didn't have the wings of dou qi behind him, but walked slowly in the air. Every time he landed in the void, ripples would appear in circles. When the ripples dissipated, Bai Ying was already a hundred meters away, which was extremely mysterious.

After a few steps, the figure stood on top of the tall stone monument in the center of the square, looking at everyone in the field with his hands behind his back, and a sense of contempt and domineering enveloped him deeply.

Yun Shan was wearing a very simple white robe, the breeze blows, the robe flutters, quite elegant, there is not a single wrinkle on his face, like a piece of warm jade emitting a gleam of light, he looks quite easy-going, but his whole body The aura it exudes is the opposite, quite domineering and ferocious.

Yun Shan turned his gaze to Yun Yun below, and asked lightly, "Yun'er, what happened in the sect?"

In fact, it has not been long since Yunshan broke through the realm of Douzong, and he is retreating to stabilize his realm. He once told Yun Yun that if there is no important matter, he must not be disturbed.

With sadness in the corner of Yun Yun's eyes, she said rather resentfully: "Master, Yan Ran was killed."

Yun Shan was stunned for a moment, with heavy anger appearing on his face, and the power of the Dou Zong covering the huge square became even more agitated. Nalan Yanran is the next suzerain of Yun Lan Zong after his nod. killed.

Then, Yun Yun stretched out her plain hand and pointed at Xiao Yan angrily, as if she wished to tear Xiao Yan to pieces.

"Master, even if Yanran died at his hands, and she was teased and humiliated before she died, then I will be the next suzerain of the Misty Cloud Sect, so let Master be the master!"

Then, Yun Yun also quickly and briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter, allowing Yun Shan to have a general understanding of the current situation.

Yunshan's sleeves trembled, his face was gloomy, and he said with a threatening tone: "Jia Xingtian, you back away now, and I, Yunshan, can pretend nothing happened."

Just when Hai Bodong was anxiously wondering why Xiao Yan didn't wave his fan just now, Xiao Yan looked indifferent and said to Hai Bodong in a low voice: "The Shanhe Fan trembled a few times just now, Master should be rushing over here. "

Hearing these words, Hai Bodong was refreshed, the anxiety in his heart dissipated instantly, and his expression also relaxed, as if he had gained confidence.

Although Xiao Yan's voice was low,

But Mu Chen, who has the lowest cultivation level among Jia Xingtian's three, also has the strength of a fighting king, how could he not hear the whispers from a few meters behind him, and he immediately had a plan in mind.

Jia Xingtian took a step forward, snorted coldly, and said sternly: "Yunshan, this matter is a fault of your Yunlan Sect. You have said in advance that this is a life-and-death struggle. How can you seek revenge after the fact! This matter is like a thousand-year-old master. Why?"

"What's more, what's the humiliation between the two of them in the life-and-death struggle? Could it be that this Xiao Yan boy can only be defeated, can only die, and can't hurt Nalan Yanran at all, so he can't be considered humiliated, can he be considered innocent? How domineering!"

Jia Xingtian choked white for a while, made Yunshan's face extremely ugly with anger, and said sharply: "Jia Xingtian, don't make excuses. Since you are obsessed with your obsession today, so what if the Jiama royal family changes their surnames!"

One sentence from Yunshan made Jia Xingtian's face turn ashen. This is the eternal pain point of the Jiama royal family. It is not the royal family who can truly cover the sky with one hand in a country. Even if the Yunlan sect thinks, the imperial power will only fall in an instant For a while, the throne of the royal family was like a handout from Yunlanzong, it was extremely aggrieved and useless.

However, Jia Xingtian believed that as long as he survived today, the Jia Ma Empire would no longer have the Misty Cloud Sect.

Yun Shan glanced at the crowd coldly, and said in a low voice: "Let's go together, and I'll show you what the Misty Cloud Sect has relied on standing in the northwest of the mainland for thousands of years!"

Yun Shan didn't speak any more, his body rose slowly into the sky without any warning, and the surging battle energy actually made the surrounding void slightly tremble.

Looking at the mighty Yunshan with solemn expressions, Hai Bodong and Jia Xingtian looked at each other, but they were also silent, and their respective fighting spirits rose.

Hai Bodong stroked his palms, and the white icy fighting energy surged out, turning into more than a dozen crescent-shaped ice blades, which were about ten meters wide, and shot towards Yunshan with whining sounds.

Jia Xing Tian is the pinnacle of Douhuang, his body's fighting spirit is thicker and more ferocious than Hai Bodong's. With a low shout from him, a golden ax several feet in size emerges, held in his hand, and shoots towards the clouds in mid-air. The mountain split fiercely.

The ice blade and the golden ax attacked Yunshan directly with frighteningly strong oppression, leaving two long marks in the void where they passed along the way.

Seeing these two attacks, Yun Shan's face showed a little disdain, and he slammed a palm.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up in the sky, forming a huge cyan palm print spanning tens of feet, which not only scattered the two attacks ferociously, but also pressed down on Hai Bodong and the other two without stopping.

The expressions of the two of them changed, and a little horror flashed in their eyes. They really didn't expect that Dou Zong's strength surpassed them so much. They hurriedly used their battle energy in front of them to condense into ice and iron walls, but they were still shattered by the blue palm prints. Slammed the two of them fiercely into the big pit.

"Ten thousand winds bound!"

In the air, Yun Shan didn't even look at Hai Bodong and the two, as if he had absolute confidence in the blow he had just given, he took a step forward and shook Fa Ma and Mu Chen across the air.

Immediately, the strong wind between the heaven and the earth converged into real wind ropes, which sprang out overwhelmingly, and the pale blue wind ropes intertwined with each other, like long snakes, shuttled through the void, rushing towards Mu Chen and the two.

The two of Mu Chen were instantly submerged by the wind rope, and they were tightly tied up. Even if the fighting spirit burst out in their bodies, it was difficult to break free.

After solving the four people guarding Xiao Yan, Yun Shan turned his cold eyes to Xiao Yan, stepped forward, and reappeared, he was already in front of Xiao Yan.

A turbulent blue whirlwind appeared in Yunshan's palm, and it came towards Xiao Yan viciously. Horror appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes. He was about to wave his fan in a panic, but he felt a light in his hand, and a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him. figure.

Suddenly, a young man in black robe holding a pale gold fan suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yan, with a slight smile on his mouth, looking at him calmly.

From Yun Shan's point of view, the smile was so terrifying, he couldn't help but look horrified, and wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.

Seeing Yunshan wanting to retreat, the black-robed young man suddenly smiled a little more, and lightly waved the Pale Jinshan River Fan in his hand...

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