Wei Zong clenched his palms slightly. Before he took the third step, this Litian Palace was his exclusive weapon and almost represented his identity.
Later, when Wei Zong took the third step, the Litian Palace could no longer keep up with Wei Zong's strength, so Wei Zong placed it in the sword pavilion. Unexpectedly, one day, he would still be able to see it.
It's just that at this time, the person controlling Litian Palace has changed...
The void shuttle of the Qiantian Sword Sect slowly drove into the surroundings of Qilian Mountain, and was juxtaposed with the void shuttles of other sects. The position of the Qiantian Sword Sect was with other sects of the Lower Eleven Sect. When they drove in, It didn't attract too many people's attention.
Boom!
After a loud buzzing, the void shuttle slowly stopped, and at the same time, the protective barrier on the void shuttle also spread out. Suddenly, a fresh spiritual energy flowed in, refreshing everyone's spirits.
"Brother Qian?"
Just as they stopped, a somewhat surprising voice came.
Qian Haolong turned in the direction of the sound and saw a rough-looking strong man walking towards them.
"It turns out to be Brother Li."
Seeing the big man, Qian Haolong also smiled and cupped his hands towards the big man.
As if he was afraid that other disciples would not know, Zhao Ting explained to everyone in a low voice: "This is Elder Li Jue of Wuwu Sword Sect. Wuwu Sword Sect has always had a good relationship with our sect, and the elders and disciples on both sides often move around. Therefore, if the disciples of the Wuwu Sword Sect are encountered in the Huntian Ruins, they can be regarded as one of our own."
Is the relationship good?
Wei Zong thought to himself: The relationship must have been good when the old sect leader was here, but now, that may not be the case.
This was not because he deliberately speculated on others with malicious intent. Wei Zong looked towards the Wuwu Sword Sect, and their disciples were also looking at them. From their eyes, Wei Zong could read a trace of contempt and contempt.
Although they concealed it very well, Wei Zong still sensed it because of his keen sense.
Therefore, if you regard the Wuwu Sword Sect as one of your own at this time, you may die without knowing how. Anyway, no matter what others think, Wei Zong will definitely not trust them. Of course, let alone the Wuwu Sword Sect. , Wei Zong couldn't even believe the disciples of the Qiantian Sword Sect around him, he only believed in himself.
"Haha, I thought you wouldn't come this time!"
Amid laughter, Li Jue took a step forward and appeared directly on the void shuttle of the Qiantian Sword Sect.
"I don't want to come either!" Qian Haolong smiled bitterly: "It's just that the deputy sect leader has orders, so I don't dare to disobey them!"
"That's true!"
Li Jue somewhat understood Qian Haolong's difficulties. After the two of them chatted for a while, Li Jue looked at the other disciples on the void shuttle.
"Is this your disciple who entered Huntian Xu this time?"
"good!"
Qian Haolong nodded.
"These little guys are very strong!" Li Jue praised, and he didn't know whether he was sincere or fake. He admired and kept looking at everyone, but when he saw Wei Zong, he was stunned.
"Brother Qian, have you made a mistake?" Li Jue pointed at Wei Zong and said with some surprise: "That little guy also wants to enter the Huntian Ruins?"
"Yes!" Qian Haolong knew who Li Jue was referring to without even looking.
"But, he only has the Tongtian realm!"
Li Jue was a little in disbelief.
"Don't worry!" Qian Haolong smiled mysteriously: "This little guy has some tricks up his sleeve, no matter how strong he is, but he can still protect himself in the Huntian Ruins!"
As if he understood the deep meaning of Qian Haolong's words, Li Jue was immediately shocked and said: "You mean...this little guy has the strength to rival the Qitian realm?"
Qian Haolong just smiled and did not answer.
But such an expression was acquiescence in Li Jue's eyes, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Wei Zong became even more incredible.
Wei Zong was also a little uncomfortable. The big man stared at him with his eyes, scanning his body, as if he wanted to see through him. This kind of naked prying made Wei Zong feel very uncomfortable.
If it weren't for his current weakness, Wei Zong would have really wanted to go up and slap the big man's head off.
Fortunately, this kind of scrutiny did not last long, because soon, the big man's attention was attracted by another thing. Not only him, almost everyone was looking towards the western sky at this moment.
The colorful rays of rays of light paved a long passage, spreading towards the Qilian Mountains from an infinite distance.
Tap tap tap tap!
Then came the sonorous sound of horse hooves, and in front of everyone's sight, a gorgeous carriage pulled by eight impeccable white horses slowly appeared on the passageway intertwined with the glow.
At the first moment, everyone's attention was attracted by the horse pulling the cart.
"It's actually a pure-blooded Ryoma!"
Those who know the goods immediately exclaimed.
Only then did everyone realize that those horses almost all had twisted and tough white dragon horns on their heads, exuding an extremely noble and majestic aura. This showed that they were not mortal objects, but dragons and horses, pure-blooded dragons and horses!
Pure-blood dragon horses are completely different from those mixed-blood dragon horses. The blood of pure-blood dragon horses is pure and powerful, almost as good as real dragons. Using eight pure-blood dragon horses to pull a cart is no different from using real dragons to pull a cart.
the difference.
As for the carriage drawn by dragons, it is naturally extremely gorgeous and noble, but in front of these eight dragon horses, it is not that shocking.
"As expected of the Yaoxian Sword Pavilion, you are so courageous!"
Qian Haolong sighed softly.
You know, these eight dragon horses are not just for pulling carts. They have pure bloodline no less than that of the dragon clan, and their strength is also extraordinary. Qian Haolong estimates that even if he uses his full strength, he can only deal with two such horses at most.
Dragon and horse, if three of them came up together, he would have no choice but to run away.
And if eight dragons and horses were to attack him together, he might not even have a chance to escape.
In other words, they are just beasts used to pull carts, but they have the ability to easily kill them, the elders of the Sword Sect. The huge gap in strength between the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Sect is almost despairing.
Not only Qian Haolong, but also Li Jue's face was a little ugly. In fact, it was not just the two of them, but the expressions of the elders of the other thirty-three sects were all the same.
It can be said that the people from Yaoxian Sword Pavilion shocked the whole audience just by appearing.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of horse hoofbeats, the glow gradually dissipated, and the carriage pulled by eight dragon horses stopped somewhere in the sky, faintly facing the ancient bronze palace. Everyone was silent, and the scene was as silent as death.
Everyone can see that the two above are already facing each other. Who dares to speak at this time? Isn't that asking for death?
After a long silence, a sneer came from the ancient bronze palace, breaking the dead silence.
"As expected of the Yaoxian Sword Pavilion, the way you appear is domineering. Once you come, no one dares to speak!"