Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Everyone's heart is heavy.

You must know that this trip is the existence of a fairyland.

But even such an existence didn't find any trace of the other party?

What does this mean?

Fortunately, they didn't walk for long and finally walked out of this passage.

What came into view was a paradise.

"The spiritual power of heaven and earth here is at least three times stronger than that of Kunlun Secret Realm."

"If we practice here for a long time, our practice progress will improve a lot."

"Where did the advance team go?"

"Yeah, there doesn't seem to be any danger here?"

Zhao Yang frowned.

His divine sense explored into the distance.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth here is very strong, but it also means that it is very dangerous here.

Why?

Because the stronger the spiritual power of the world, the more terrifying existences can be born.

At this moment, Zhao Yang suddenly found that the passage behind him was closed.

"The channel is closed."

"There are no traces left."

"what happened?"

After everyone realized that the passage was closed, they started their hands one after another, but it was as if the passage had never appeared.

"The channel was cut off by an unpredictable force." Zhao Yang said at this time.

It was only then that everyone thought that Zhao Yang was the formation master.

"How strong is this force?" a monk asked.

Zhao Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Then what should we do now?" asked the golden lion.

Zhao Yang was silent.

But now he finally knows why the advance team didn't go back?

How to go back?

Even this group of masters didn't find any clues, so how could the advance team have a chance to go back?

"Another group of ants came."

"This group of ants is much stronger than the previous group."

"After all, they are still ants."

At this moment, several figures in golden shirts appeared in front of everyone.

Their tone is frivolous, critical, and they don't pay attention to everyone.

"Their hair is blue."

"Their aura is very powerful."

"Are they human race?"

"Their bloodlines are stronger than the human race."

"We are not their opponents at the same level."

"Our side is a powerhouse in the fairyland, I want to know where does their sense of superiority come from?" The group of masters was immediately enraged.

"Are you natives here?" The golden lion stepped forward and asked.

He is the strongest in this line.

"Indigenous?" One of the youths looked at the golden lion playfully and said, "I didn't expect you, a group of despicable creatures, to dare to call us the Jinxian clan like that?" He said here that a war sword appeared in his hand.

When he was holding the battle sword, a shocking thunder gathered in midair.

The energy in it made the monks present look shocked.

The golden lion did not hesitate to use the method of heaven and earth, his body instantly turned into a height of tens of thousands of feet, and he stomped fiercely towards the young man with his big feet.

The young man had a sneer on his face.

Click!

Thunder fell.

The huge body of the golden lion trembled, and then turned into ashes amidst the stunned expressions of everyone.

"It is indeed the magic weapon of the peak of the earth immortal."

"Maybe let this group of ants know that we, the Immortals, are not something they can humiliate?"

"There are a few good girls there, I'll grab them and play with them later."

Bai Ruoruo of the Holy Sword Pavilion took out a decree from his bosom, "So what if you have the magic weapon at the peak of the fairyland? Do you really think we came here without any preparation?"

The moment the decree was opened, the figure of the Holy Sword Immortal appeared in midair.

"Decree."

"The decree of existence comparable to that of a true immortal."

The faces of those young people showed shock, but then there was a sneer at the corners of their mouths.

"You think we don't have a decree in our hands?"

"We have a lot of things like decree."

"It seems like someone has no law?"

After the three youths asked for the decrees one after another, the Golden Lion Clan and the Xuexian Clan also asked for their own decrees.

The three strong men of the Human Race and the Monster Race and the three strong men of the Immortal Clan confronted each other in mid-air.

"not good."

"The aura on them is too strong."

"We have to run."

"We're all going to die if we don't run."

"Zhao Yang, don't hide it at this time, hurry up and ask your master's decree, otherwise we can't leave here at all?" Bai Ruoruo shouted towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang immediately asked for Chunyangzi's decree.

When Chun Yangzi's figure appeared in midair, the expressions of the three young men changed suddenly.

They obviously didn't expect that there were four decrees in Zhao Yang's group.

"Kill these three grandsons." Zhao Yang pointed at the three youths.

Zhao Yang had long disliked those three youths.

Chun Yangzi glanced at the three youths, who were blown to pieces with a bang.

"How dare you kill us and my people."

"I'm going to tear you to pieces."

"You're done."

A sneer appeared on Chunyangzi's face, "Then kill the three of you." After speaking, Chunyangzi rushed towards a strong man.

"Leave quickly." Chunyangzi's voice sounded in the world, "If you want to go back, you need to get two boundary symbols."

"Where are the two realm symbols?" Zhao Yang asked.

"It's up to you to find this." Chun Yangzi fell silent after finishing speaking.

After everyone looked at each other, Bai Ruoruo from the Holy Sword Pavilion said, "Our goal of being together is too big, I suggest we separate."

"I agree."

"We leave behind each other's Jade Talisman of Communication."

After everyone exchanged the Jade Talisman of Communication, they left in small groups.

Zhao Yang understood everything.

He represents Wen Dan Pavilion, and Wen Dan Pavilion is the only one.

"Zhao Yang, do you want to come with us?" Bai Ruoruo invited.

Zhao Yang shook his head, "No need."

"Take care." After saying this, Bai Ruoruo left with the disciples of the Holy Sword Pavilion.

Zhao Yang's aura changed as he walked towards the distance.

His hair turned blue, and his aura was like that of the Immortals.

What Zhao Yang displayed was ever-changing.

Today, his ever-changing is no longer the original stage.

He can really imitate any ethnic group, even if the opponent's cultivation base is a big realm higher than his, he can't even imagine it.

Zhao Yang turned into a ray of light and walked towards the distance, and not long after, he saw a man who was practicing in Chen Xi.

With a move of Zhao Yang's mind, he detained the man by his side, and then his divine sense entered the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness arbitrarily. As for whether it would affect the man's foundation, Zhao Yang should not consider it.

"It turns out that this place used to be the territory of the Bone Clan, but it was pushed by the Jinxian Clan who came from afar." Through the other party's memory, Zhao Yang understood what happened?

The Jinxian family comes from the mysterious ocean.

This group was extremely powerful, and the Bone Race couldn't stop it at all. Later, many masters of the Bone Race teamed up to seal the hole, otherwise they might be wiped out.