The situation is tense and a new round of shocking battle may break out at any time.
Countless people held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make a sound. Their whole bodies were tense and their minds were restless.
"If you don't want to die, then retreat!"
An old man from a certain force wanted to live a few more years, so he took the lead and retreated to the back.
"Susususu..."
More and more monks have made the decision to retreat, not daring to block the road at this juncture. This is no different from reincarnating directly.
"Why can't we contact our ancestors?"
A strong man at the peak of Mahayana secretly used the method of sound transmission, hoping to talk to a certain ancestor in the Kunlun world and seek instructions.
However, no matter how the outside monks tried to convey the message, they did not get a reply from the Kunlun Realm. They were stuck in place, very anxious and at a loss.
In the Kunlun realm, a purple gold palace stands above the sea of clouds.
There is a white jade corridor outside the hall, about 30,000 meters long, majestic and majestic, like a fairy palace.
There are fourteen great masters of Shenqiao living in the Kunlun Realm, and one of them is hiding in the deepest place without showing up.
The other thirteen top powers stood side by side outside the Purple Gold Hall, standing high on the white jade corridor.
They were all dressed in luxurious brocade clothes, and their expressions were extremely solemn, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
A few of the old antiques showed a bit of fear in their eyes, which was not like the look of a powerful person hidden in the world. It was like a mortal encountering a tiger, terrified and uneasy, with the hair on his hair standing on end.
Who is coming? Or is it for another reason? What are they afraid of?
"call--"
A gust of breeze blew away a thick fog and white clouds.
The elders stood at the end of the white jade corridor, all looking straight at the starting point of the corridor, serious and nervous.
The wind blows and the clouds disperse, leaving this corridor no longer obscured.
At the starting point, a vague figure stood.
A few wisps of mist that had not yet dissipated clung to the man's body, seemingly real and fake, like a dream.
"That little doll is mine, you can't touch it."
The atmosphere became increasingly tense, and the man opened his mouth and spoke calmly.
Listen to this voice, it is a woman.
"We didn't take action."
An old man in white clothes said.
"I know very well what you are thinking. I am here to remind you not to do anything stupid."
The man spoke unhurriedly, his voice was ethereal, as if he came from another world, giving people an illusory feeling.
"You take yourself too seriously!" A grumpy old man with a white beard snorted. He didn't like the feeling of being threatened: "Don't say I haven't moved yet, even if I did, you can
how?"
After saying this, the man fell silent.
Are you afraid?
The elders couldn't help but have such thoughts.
Immediately afterwards, all the elders secretly shook their heads and cut off their thoughts.
Will she be afraid?
Absolutely impossible.
People like her are born lawless and have never been afraid of anything.
clatter!
Suddenly, the man took a step forward.
The footsteps were very soft, but everyone heard them very clearly at this moment.
The hearts of all the elders trembled at this moment, and their hands tightened involuntarily.
The man walked over slowly, like a mortal, without performing any Taoist magic.
However, the more ordinary the man acted, the more panicked the elders became, and they subconsciously activated defensive measures.
Moving forward slowly, the body gradually passed through the few pieces of clouds and mist that had not dispersed, revealing its true appearance.
He is short in stature, about five feet tall.
She was wearing a snow-white long dress, trailing on the ground. There was a white ribbon tied around her waist, and her long hair was tied tightly with a hosta with a flower pattern.
His eyes were like water, with a somewhat cold taste. His collarbone was as white as jade, without any blemishes.
Red lips and white teeth, no powder applied.
She has a beautiful face, like a fairy in a painting.
If you forget about her height, her cool appearance in the white dress makes her look like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world and does not eat the fireworks of the world.
Yan Ximeng, her name.
As for her identity, she is the dean of the legendary Daoyi Academy!
Lolita body, royal face.
She is like an ice lotus growing on the top of thousands of mountains, untouchable and independent.
"Da da da......"
Yan Ximeng walked forward slowly, and every step he took would put great psychological pressure on these old guys, making them extremely nervous.
Many years ago, Kunlun Realm gave Yan Ximeng an invitation letter.
Yan Ximeng tore it apart without saying a word.
With his status in the Kunlun world, he was of course very dissatisfied and wanted to regain his face.
The result is very simple, Yan Ximeng used her strength to make Kunlun Realm regress.
There is no need to fight to the death for a little bit of face, just take a step back and the world will be brighter.
The elders knew that Yan Ximeng might take action, but they did not dare to take the lead.
fear!
Because they know very well that Yan Ximeng's strength is extremely terrifying and it is difficult to find an opponent in the world.
Invisible pressure spread out from Yan Ximeng's body, causing the void of the entire Kunlun small world to begin to distort, and the laws became very unstable.
Yan Ximeng's face was indifferent, and a few strands of black hair were slightly fluttering, adding a bit of elegant and fairy-like temperament to her.
With her ability, she can completely change her appearance.
However, she didn't do that. These were meaningless things and would not be a waste of time.
She has lived for more than 20,000 years, but why does her appearance remain the same and the years have not left a trace on her face?
It has something to do with her strength and also because of the Ten Thousand Years Beauty Pill from Daoyi Academy.
Using Taoism to change one's appearance is a method of disguise, which can be seen by even a strong practitioner.
Therefore, many elderly female monks from powerful forces do not use magical powers to hide their true appearance, but try their best to find the holy medicine that can truly maintain their youthful appearance.
"What do you want to do?"
After half the stick of incense had passed, an old man couldn't stand the pressure and raised his voice to question.
Yan Ximeng's forward speed was not very fast, and she only walked a few hundred meters. However, it made the strong men feel uneasy, and their whole bodies tensed like strings.
In response, Yan Ximeng did not reply and looked indifferent.
"Da da da......"
Keep walking, maintaining a constant speed.
The sound of footsteps was like a demonic sound coming from the abyss, constantly attacking everyone's souls.
Suddenly, the old man with the white beard could no longer bear the pressure on his soul. He shouted loudly and rose into the air. A powerful force erupted from his body. He concentrated his magical power and took action suddenly: "Ah!"
The old man with the white beard was the one who provoked Yan Ximeng just now, threatening to do anything to Chen Qingyuan.
Yan Ximeng seemed to be walking, but in fact he had already taken action.
The soul attack in the realm of Shenqiao was aimed at the old man with white beard, and the others were only affected.
"boom!"
Facing this scene, Yan Ximeng was calm and composed, raised his right hand lightly and pushed forward with a palm.
"Rumble..."
"thump!"
The white-bearded old man's supernatural powers collapsed instantly.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Before Yan Ximeng's palm fell on him, he had already been seriously injured. His chest collapsed and all his internal organs were damaged.
"not good!"
All the bosses were shocked and used Taoist magic to help the white-bearded old man defend against the enemy.