Ye Xuan glanced at them from afar and found that half of these people belonged to various sects in the demon world, and among them there were more than a dozen people wearing Biquan Sect costumes.
Um?
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and saw a woman in a purple skirt. That woman was the secret disciple of the Biquan Sect, Jue Yanyu.
He searched the soul through Nian Ying and knew this person's face very well.
What surprised Ye Xuan was that he also saw a woman beside him, who was also an acquaintance, the young lady from the Wood Spirit tribe, Mu Lingyan.
The two women were standing together at this moment, seemingly chatting happily.
In addition, there is a handsome young man who is more eye-catching in the Biquan Sect square formation. This position attracts many female cultivators, including Mu Lingyan and Jue Yanyu, to look at him from time to time.
"Luantiandu, the first secret disciple of the Biquan Sect, has unfathomable cultivation, has reached the perfection of the Immortal Realm, and his talent is even more unparalleled!"
Ye Xuan searched Nian Ying's soul and was quite impressed by this chaos.
This man is extraordinarily handsome, possesses a noble bloodline from a foreign race, and is extremely charming.
Many female cultivators from the Biquan Sect were fascinated by him. Even the female cultivators in the valley who had dual cultivators at this time were whispering to each other and looking at Luantiandu, not knowing that their men saw them like this.
What a feeling it would be.
But Luantiandu looked indifferent, facing the secret glances of many women around him, without even taking a glance at him.
"Both Luan Tian possesses the Haolong Martial Spirit, and his martial arts potential is terrifying. Many women regard him as the ideal partner for dual cultivation.
Ye Xuan couldn't recognize the rest of the people, but there were a few who were the geniuses of their sect and were no worse than Luan Tian.
Of course, what caught Ye Xuan's attention the most was that there were several people sitting cross-legged in the valley. Their auras were profound and undetectable!
Ye Xuan was shocked. Those people were an old man in green robe from Biquan Sect, a burly middle-aged man from another sect, and an old woman and a group of skinny old men from two other sects.
Ye Xuan took a deep breath and vaguely thought of something.
After he turned his eyes again, he landed on a flat mountain wall more than a hundred feet high that everyone gathered around to look at.
The mountain wall was as smooth as a mirror, with a crystal clear green color, and Ye Xuan's eyes moved, and he suddenly felt the fluctuations of the power of two laws from it.
Yes, it is the power of the laws of space and time.
Hearing the sound of breaking through the sky, people near the valley also looked over.
After most people saw the six Ye Xuan people, they withdrew their gaze and stopped paying attention. There were also a few moments with different expressions. Some looked happy, some frowned slightly, but most of them were
His face was calm and calm.
Mu Lingyan, dressed in purple clothes and dancing in the wind, saw Ye Xuan, his bright eyes flashed slightly, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked away with a smile.
Ye Xuan frowned. Before coming here, he had changed his face again, but the look on this woman's face just now made him feel uncomfortable.
Ye Xuan, Long Chen and others landed in an open space near the nearby stone platform under the attention of everyone.
"Hmph, Shi Qiong inheritance is not something that those who have no strength can dream about. You mediocre people still want to fish in troubled waters here. If you are wise, leave immediately!"
Just when Ye Xuan and the others fell into the valley, a gray-haired man walked out of another sect's team.
He looked at the dense crowd in the valley and suddenly shouted in a cold voice.
His voice was not loud, but I don't know if it was blessed with some kind of secret technique. Everyone felt that his words were extremely sharp and harsh, and there were waves of tingling sensations in their ears.
Ye Xuan's face flashed with a strange color and then returned to normal, but Long Chen, Fairy Qianqiu and others suddenly showed expressions of pain. At the same time, several weak aliens in the valley fell to the ground.
He was rolling over and over, his ears were bleeding, and he looked in great pain.
"Why can't we inherit the inheritance in this ruins? Aren't you just relying on the support of the sect?" A tall and muscular man with a sinewy face and a tiger skin shook his dizzy head and said,
He immediately said dissatisfied.
"That's right..." A short young man with sinister eyebrows and stern eyes beside this person also echoed in a low voice.
Hearing this, the gray-haired man's face darkened, his body surface flashed with light, and black and green spiritual lines appeared on his face.
It is somewhat similar to the magic pattern, but Ye Xuan can be sure that it is not the magic pattern.
The next moment, the figure disappeared, and the gray-haired man appeared behind the tall and strong man like a ghost, and thrust his hand towards his chest as fast as lightning.
Before the tall and strong man could react to what was happening, the body-protecting light burst out with a "bang", his chest felt cold, and a bloody, beating heart was pulled out.
The tall, strong man's mouth opened and closed several times with a frozen face, but no sound came out. His body suddenly fell to the ground.
The gray-haired man tightened his hand, and his beating heart was suddenly crushed into a ball of flesh. He glanced at the people around him with ice-like eyes, and suddenly said with a ferocious face:
"Is there any of you casual cultivators who are not convinced?"
When the short young man with sinister eyebrows saw this scene, his complexion changed drastically. He immediately turned around and turned into a ray of brown light, rising into the sky.
The gray-haired man just sneered at this, then swayed and appeared ghostly behind the escaping short young man. With a move of his arm, a gray air circled around the arm and suddenly turned into a ball the size of a head.
.A gray fist-like shadow struck out.
The short young man was shocked. He shouted, and a cloud of silver flames seeped out from his body. After condensation, it turned into a silver screen of light.
"Bang" sound!
As soon as the gray fist shadow touched the silver light curtain, it exploded into pieces and dissipated into little bits of silver light.
"Ah~~!" The next moment, the short alien youth screamed and was blasted away.
The gray-haired man sneered, without stopping at all. His figure blurred again, and he appeared ghostly in front of a man in green armor in the valley, and punched out like lightning.
As a result, the green-armored man didn't even see the gray-haired man's movements clearly, and was hit hard. He landed in the open space dozens of feet away like a torn sack. There was a huge bloody hole in his chest, and his heart exploded inside.
It foamed and blood kept coming out of the wound.
The green-armored foreign man didn't even have time to scream, and immediately lost his breath.
Seeing that the gray-haired man was so ferocious, the expressions of those present who thought they were inferior to him changed drastically. They dared not to stop for a moment, and a dozen of them ran away in the blink of an eye.
The gray-haired man still had a ferocious smile on his face, but he no longer chased the escapees, but instead turned his eyes to a woman in white.