A beautiful and delicate young girl, dressed in a light blue neon dress that has been worn by the world, dancing, her clothes are fluttering, like a fairy who has fallen from the mortal world.
The girl has a pair of extremely delicate eyes, which move brightly as she looks, as if fairy light is shining through.
But at this moment, the girl's face inevitably had a look of sullenness, and she stared at Feng Jueyu. The meaning in her eyes was probably that she was angry.
There were some men and women behind the girl. There seemed to be a lot of them. It was unknown which disciple from the secret realm had just arrived belatedly from the rear of the army and had just entered the battlefield.
"I'm talking to you, when two armies are facing each other, it's most taboo to look forward and backward. My fellow disciples have already started a bloody battle with the Daredevils. Why are you dazed here?"
Feng Jueyu finally woke up and looked around, but no, those who should go into battle were fighting bloody battles in front.
"Oh, I lost my mind."
Feng Jueyu didn't explain much. How could the other party know that he was comprehending the true meaning of the great avenue?
A young man walked over behind the girl. He was wearing a Confucian crown, a white robe, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and elegant.
This person has an aura of fierce swordsmanship all over his body. He must be a swordsman with a fairly high level of cultivation.
The woman's realm is at the peak of rank five, but the young man is slightly stronger than the woman, and should be at the lower realm of rank six.
The young man in white robe glanced at Feng Jueyu, then ignored him and urged: "Junior sister Xu, we don't have time to argue with such a timid person, let's go quickly."
As he spoke, the young man in white robe held the girl's sleeve and hurried past Feng Jueyu. As they rubbed shoulders, the young man stood still and said in a lecturing tone: "Although I don't know which secret realm you are a disciple of,
But if you are so timid and afraid of fighting, it is better not to go to the battlefield, so as not to embarrass my Tiangang Sect, go back quickly."
After saying that, the young man in white robe ignored Feng Jueyu and led the girl quickly into the battlefield.
"Did you hear that? If you don't dare to come, don't come. You are as stupid as a piece of wood. It's embarrassing."
"Boy, don't wet your pants in fear."
"Hey, this is a disciple from a secret realm. The realm master doesn't screen and select them well, so he comes here to embarrass himself. Senior Brother Xiao, wait for us."
The disciples following the young girl and young man passed by one by one, and they all criticized Feng Jueyu. Fortunately, they were too eager to enter the battlefield and did not arrest Feng Jueyu and send him back to the sect.
Feng Jueyu's eyes drifted past, and then he looked away. At the same time, he didn't take these people's words to heart.
The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!
The fact that the Dao Meridians were developed in the Fourth Transformation Realm would definitely shock the jaws of everyone in the world if word got out about it, not to mention that at the moment, he was using his golden body to absorb the traces of the Dao and compete for the wonders of the Dao.
There is no way to explain this kind of thing, and it is normal for others not to understand it.
As for those words that were offensive to people, Feng Jueyu could only treat them as ignorant people and not blame them.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu threw the previous encounter directly out of the depths of his memory. This small thing was not enough to occupy his brain space.
If you close your mind and look at the world inside your body, you will see that the meridians have indeed begun to weaken.
This won't work.
Thousands of golden bodies came out to seize the fortune of heaven and earth. This move also made the newly revealed golden-phase Dao veins somewhat unbearable, so the Dao veins began to degenerate.
It's not that the magic contained in the Dao Veins is not powerful enough, but that the evolution of this Dao Vein has not been completed yet.
Although he was reluctant to let go of the wonderful feeling at this moment, Feng Jueyu still forcibly controlled the thousand golden bodies to retract into their acupoints, and only followed the wonderful rhythm of the divine sound of the avenue to walk towards the center of the battlefield.
One step at a time, ethereal and natural.
Although I cannot continue to absorb the wonders of the Dao, I can maintain the promotion and interpretation of the Golden Bridge Guiyuan Technique and allow the Dao to continue to evolve.
As for the benefits brought by this evolution, he does not need to deliberately realize it. He can easily integrate into it with his own will.
That is to say, to be one with heaven and earth, with the great road, and with the wonders of nature.
Feng Jueyu's figure was like an illusion, moving like a trail of clouds, slowly moving towards the battlefield ahead.
Qiangzi suppressed a thousand golden bodies to seize the magic of the great road, but his speed still didn't get much faster, it was still like walking in a garden.
The group of people who had just walked away in a hurry looked at this scene, and they all looked unhappy.
"Senior Sister Xu Wenxue, Senior Brother Huang Yuandao, look at that boy, he has turned a deaf ear to your words." A fourth-level disciple spoke angrily.
Xu Wenxue was furious: "I feel like my heart is boiling when I think of Longya Pavilion fighting side by side with such cowardly people. Minghu, go and inquire and see which academy he is a disciple of? When you get back, tell the law enforcement officer
If he behaves like this, he will be punished for being timid and refusing to fight."
Minghu said yes and was about to turn around.
But he was stopped by Huang Yuandao: "That's all. Today's battle has brought together disciples from several academies. What kind of crooked melons and dates are there? What's more, I have just seen this person's waist card. He is from Xiaoxiang Academy."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Xu Wenxue was astonished and recalled that amazing and talented person among the true disciples.
Yun Moxian, a woman who is like a deity in the sky, not only has her own cultivation level, but also all the Xiaoxiang Academy under her rule are heroines.
Not long ago, Yun Moxian personally led two thousand Xiaoxiang Academy disciples to severely inflict heavy damage on the Heavy Demon Armored Army, which was said to be unstoppable, in the Night Demon Realm, and captured three Moon Sacrifice Souls in a row.
That battle has long been a legend among monks from both circles, saying that he was as heroic and heroic as any man in the world, and that he earned a lot of face for women.
How could such a magnificent person have such a cowardly subordinate?
The more Xu Wenxue thought about it, the angrier she became, and she said angrily: "How could there be such a cowardly person in Senior Sister Yun's Xiaoxiang Academy?"
The deeds of Yun Moxian and Xiaoxiangyuan are now well known to everyone. Huang Yuandao naturally knows what Xu Wenxue is angry about.
He sighed: "The forest is so big, what kind of birds are there? The lake is full of koi, you are not allowed to get in even one smelly fish."
"Don't think about it, hurry up, the enemy is coming."
Huang Yuandao was too lazy to pay attention to Feng Jueyu, his eyes were focused, and his impressive aura was released uncontrollably.
It's like thousands of snowflakes shining down on the world, covering the world with snow and freezing thousands of miles.
At first glance, this person is proficient in Hantian Dao and Ice and Snow inheritance.
At the same time, Xu Wenxue's body was also filled with boundless energy, like a beautiful phoenix that looked proudly at the sky, soaring in the sky and making all birds surrender.
This is an inherited secret method passed down from Longya Pavilion, called "Luan Feng Sky Surveying Technique", which is very consistent with his talent and background.
As the two leaders burst out with unprecedented momentum, the Longya Pavilion disciples behind them also spared no effort to rush out all their energy.
In an instant, rays of light soared into the sky, each piece of magical weapon lingered and roared, and the colorful horses struck the sky, which really added to the morale of the Tiangang Gate.
But if you look closely, both Huang Yuandao and Xu Wenxue look like they are facing a formidable enemy. They stand where they are and keep pushing forward with their true divine power.
Following their line of sight, they saw a series of magnificent formation flags appearing on the battlefield ahead.
On those flags, the words "Ye Xun", "Iron Wood", "Gold" and "Xiao" were written in ancient Night Demon script respectively. They were clearly the flags of the four ancient traditions of the Blood Head.
And behind these flags, there is a handsome flag with black gold piping all around and a hot face full of demonic aura.
On that flag, there is only one word - Mang.
He is the leader of the Bloodhead tribe and the current commander of the Maoerling army, Mang Dun.
The flags were blown by the fierce wind on the battlefield. Under the flags, groups of figures appeared one after another. In each team, there were figures that were very familiar to the monks from both camps on the battlefield.
"Look, that's Xiao Qing, the youngest contemporary genius of the Xiao family."
"And over there, isn't that the Ironwood Giant Hand known as the Giant Demon Son? The one next to him is even more powerful. Oh my God, it's the Dangerous Blood Lord Ironwood Piaoxue."
"I also recognize the young man under the banner of the Jin clan. He is the "Ghost Sword of the Injustice Pond" Jin Gongdian."
"Oh my god, these people are all contemporary geniuses from the three clans of the Blood Head. Why are they all here?"
"..."
The battlefield at the foot of Mao'erling Mountain is a place where tough soldiers fight to the death, and there will probably not be any strong men with too high cultivation levels.
Even those with five or six ranks are the leaders of each team. There will never be a large number of five or six ranks.
After all, although there are many strong men of rank 5 and rank 6, it is impossible for them to appear in groups in this Shura battlefield where units are tens of thousands.
The so-called fierce soldiers are nothing more than lower-ranking disciples.
One to four turns, the highest is three, and four turns are the main ones.
But now, in the bustling queue in front, there are actually a large number of Rank 5 and Rank 6 experts. Wouldn't this make people feel that something is fishy?
Huang Yuandao and Xu Wenxue were stunned when a bizarre incident occurred on the battlefield ahead.
On the battlefield where all the disciples of the third-level and fourth-level Tiangang sect were located, the team led by the contemporary geniuses of the four tribes of the Blood Head tribe rushed over immediately. For a moment, the magic weapons roared into the sky, and the evil spells and curses were bloody.
It was like a demon came to the world, killing the Tiangang Sect, which had no advantage in the first place, and was completely defeated.
The two of them were in a trance for a while, but hundreds of their fellow disciples died on the spot.
And the premise for this to happen is that those true contemporary geniuses have not ended up. Otherwise, the number of casualties will definitely not stop here.
"Although this is the main battlefield, it is still ten miles away from Mao'er Ridge. How could Bloodhead Mangdun send such an elite division?"
Huang Yuandao couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but he did not lose his mind after seeing the problem. He reacted quickly and shouted behind him: "Quickly, send a message to the Realm Master Senior Sister to report the details of this place. Go quickly."
One person took the order and quickly took out a specially made communication device to send the message.
But at this time, Xu Wenxue saw a problem and said, "Senior brother, look, something is not right."
"What's wrong?" Huang Yuandao asked.
Xu Wenxue pointed forward and said: "Look, those teams of contemporary geniuses don't seem to be a team. Not only do they fight on their own, but their fellow disciples who defeated us not only didn't kill them immediately, but they seemed to have to interrogate them."
Huang Yuandao was stunned and asked, what the hell is going on?
He raised his eyes and saw that the elite troops brought by contemporary geniuses were divided into more than a dozen teams and clashed on the battlefield.