This divine light is like the rays of the hot sun, and the thick snow melts quickly.
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi stood in the air, holding out a glazed lamp in her hand, which was crystal clear. The divine light was released by this glazed lamp, and the light shrouded her body in a bright light.
Immediately afterwards, several terrifying sword energies flew across the sky, tearing apart everything and slashing towards the vast snow.
boom!
In the hands of monks, snow is just a plaything.
Large tracts of snow collapsed and melted, revealing a spacious passage.
It's all over.
All the disciples of Yaochi Sword Sect gathered together.
The face of the Saint of Yaochi was covered with white gauze, and her expression could not be clearly seen. She was still understated and her temperament was ethereal, as if nothing could make her feel any ups and downs.
But the disciples of Yaochi didn't even dare to take a breath at this moment.
Because they knew how angry the saint was in her heart at this moment.
It took three days, but no clues could be found about the strange beast named Jialong.
"Don't waste time."
Wei Wuhen's words made the Yaochi Saint calm down and realize again what she should do now.
"Ling Xiao escaped." Saintess Yaochi said calmly: "But it was impossible for him to escape in his condition at that time, and with Jialong's appearance, I suspect that other Qingyun Sect disciples took action."
"Really?" Wei Wuhen frowned: "Except for Ling Xiao Ziyue, the other three were all injured by my Wuji Sword. Unless there is top-notch magic medicine, it will be impossible to regain combat effectiveness."
"Not the three of them."
"Who is that."
"Yun Zhilan." The Yaochi Saint said with great certainty.
Wei Wuhen was even more puzzled: "How do you know."
"That Garon must be related to it."
The Saint of Yaochi didn't know the correct way to use the Jialong statue, but when she saw the long-extinct alien beast Jialong reappearing, she had already guessed a lot of things.
Wei Wuhen said: "I do remember that Yun Zhilan is just a foundation building disciple. He shouldn't appear here."
"I don't know why he can appear here, but I know that he is here." Yaochi Saint said, "I want to find him."
"Where is he?"
"Where Zi Yue is, Ling Xiao is there. Where Ling Xiao is, Yun Zhilan must be there."
The Saint of Yaochi looked into the distance.
The place where the Yin Spirit Insect is is also where Ziyue is.
The disciples of Yaochi Sword Sect flew forward.
It is getting closer and closer to where Ziyue is.
Suddenly, a powerful aura suddenly burst out, and a dark pillar of light rose into the sky, covering the entire sky.
"Huh?" Everyone stopped.
This aura is not too strong for them.
After all, everyone here is a peak Golden Core cultivator.
However, this aura gives people an inexplicable feeling of fear.
"Saint of Yaochi? A swordsman genius? Just a villain with a powerful reputation." A figure walked out of the dark pillar of light, his eyes were extremely sharp.
He was enveloped in a complex and powerful aura, holding a divine sword in his hand, and slowly moved forward in an extremely domineering manner.
It's obviously only the early stage of the golden elixir, but his spiritual consciousness is unexpectedly powerful.
"Be bold!"
"Insolent!" The Yaochi Sword Sect disciple was furious.
The Saint of Yaochi and Wei Wuhen are representatives of their respective sects.
If they are humiliated, then the sect is humiliated.
Wei Wuhen stared at the person in front of him: "The breath of the sword is somewhat familiar, but the breath is so different. Who are you?"
As expected of a member of the Sword Sect, when you recognize a person, you must first recognize the sword.
The man spoke slowly: "Qingyun Sect, Lin Xi."
Wei Wuhen reacted. Isn't this the follower who was following Ziyue? It seems that he also participated in this competition, but it was just a competition in the foundation building period.
The Saint of Yaochi looked at Lin Xi and understood a lot of things at once.
"In such a short period of time, from foundation building to golden elixir." Yaochi Saint said coldly: "He is just a fake elixir monk, and he dares to pretend in front of me."
After saying that, a cold fairy light suddenly shot out.
If this blow had hit an ordinary Jindan cultivator, it would have been a serious injury at least.
Lin Xi's eyes flashed coldly: "The sword of hatred."
I saw a faint red light lingering on the divine sword in my hand. The next moment, the red sword energy burst out, with a desolate and withering connotation, and it instantly cut the fairy light into pieces.
With the use of a top-level magical sword, the power of the Sword of Lihen has been greatly enhanced.
"Hahahaha, is this the level? The Yaochi Saint is nothing more than that. Come on together, I feel like I'm bullying you every time I beat you." Lin Xi's face was full of sarcasm.
A trace of anger flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Yaochi Saint.
Even Wei Wuhen was angry.
No one dares to talk to him like this, not even Ziyue, the senior sister of your Qingyun Sect, dares to say such things to me. Who do you think you are?
Wei Wuhen slowly flew up, his whole body filled with monstrous sword intent. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, Lin Xi felt as if his face had been scratched by a knife.
It's really scary.
"A clumsy trick." The Yaochi Saint said slowly: "If you want to hold us back, you rely on a fake elixir monk? It seems that Ziyue is really at the end of her skills."
Lin Xi's heart sank, but she still sneered: "If there were no Yin Spirit Insects, Senior Sister Ziyue could defeat a group of you all by herself. It's ridiculous that she deserves to be the Saint of Yaochi with such despicable methods."
"You only use words, where is Yun Zhilan." The Yaochi Saint was unmoved even by Lin Xi's insults.
Lin Xi was stunned at first, and then understood the other party's intention.
"Hahahaha, Yun Zhilan?"
I saw Lin Xi laughing loudly, raising her hand, and a huge snake appeared next to her, with the head of a dragon and the body of a snake. As soon as the big snake appeared, it was greeted by storms and bursts of thunder.
"It's you!" The Yaochi Saint was a little shocked.
Lin Xi laughed: "Isn't it me? I robbed your treasure. Do you want to go back? Come on, kill me, and the treasure will be yours again."
"court death!"
The beautiful eyes of the Yaochi Saint are full of murderous intent.
She held out the glazed lamp, and a large net formed between heaven and earth, covering Lin Xi.
Lin Xi just sneered, closed her eyes again and meditated, and then the golden-winged roc appeared.
"Walk!"
The golden-winged roc carried Lin Xi and flapped its wings and flew out, turning into a golden light and flying in the opposite direction. It disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye, its speed was extremely fast.
Seeing this situation, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the Yaochi Saint.
Although this divine bird looks very similar to the golden-winged roc of the Peng tribe, its aura is completely different. Instead, it is very similar to a legendary extinct monster bird.
Is it possible...
Think of the Jialong that just appeared.
There must be other magic weapons of the same origin in this man's hands!
"Catch him!" the Yaochi Saintess shouted.
She is in a very urgent mood now.
"yes!"
All Yaochi disciples took advantage of the escaping light and pursued him.
"Senior Brother Wei, where are we?" the Jianzong disciple asked.
Wei Wuhen snorted coldly: "It goes without saying that the sect has ordered that everything be subject to the arrangements of the Yaochi Saint. Besides, this boy is so arrogant, insulting my sword sect, and still wants to escape?"
As a result, the five Sword Sect disciples also turned into sword lights and chased after them with laser fire.