Today I hold the world

Looking at the battlefield where flying stars collided, thunder and lightning, one after another cloud boats and monk troops lined up to bombard the Qingling Mountain formation, Bai Xuanzhen became more and more shocked.

No matter how mature his mind is, he is only thirteen years old after all, and he has never seen such a big scene before. He stared in surprise and pulled his chin and asked:

"Senior Brother Mao, I seem to believe your words now that Qingling Mountain may really be breached."

The corners of Mao Penger's eyes couldn't help twitching, how could he have imagined that he had just brought this little boy down the mountain, and within half an hour, he finally came to a distant hill to watch, and the scene he saw really shocked him. despair.

This kind of monk army, the sword rain and lightning strikes lasted for nearly half an hour and still didn't notice the difficulty. It must be a regular army to perform like this. It was dark and dark, and I don't know how many spirit stones and wheel spirit pillars were filled in by the people inside.

"Brother Mao, in your opinion, is Qingling Mountain going to be demolished soon?" Bai Xuanzhen still asked foolishly.

Mao Penger sneered fiercely: "How can I know, what do you care about so much, just leave when you have seen enough."

Looking at the increasingly moody Mao Penger, Bai Xuanzhen bowed his head in silence, and followed him to leave the hill. The two of them headed southwest all the way. The thick snow layer on the road became hard for some reason and slipped from time to time. Ming Bing appeared.

It took more than an hour to go around from the Dongshan Pass to the south, and the two of them dared not fly the wooden kite at high levels with their current cultivation bases. If they were randomly affected by a sword energy from the spirit group, they would end up in the end of life and death.

The safest way is to walk in the giant tree forest. Sometimes there are people flying in the sky, and the two of them always feel that someone will fly down and take them to kill them.

It's a pity that there are not so many forests on the road from east to southwest. Mao Peng'er runs like a thief every time he goes to the smooth and open snow field. More than a dozen falls.

Finally, they came to a big giant forest. The two sat on a white stone without snow to rest. Bai Xuanzhen was panting. Practice, those Ming Bing, even if they are trampled on by ordinary people who teach the Houtian Martial Realm, they can still walk on the ground, at least they have entered the second level of Qi training, and they have fallen so much, otherwise they should have gone there long ago."

Bai Xuanzhen rolled his eyes and didn't say anything more to him, thinking: Standing up and talking won't hurt your back, and a disciple with a bad birth in the cultivation sect is not as good as an ordinary martial arts practitioner who has no other distractions.

They didn't rest for long, and the two continued to run southwest. The snow on the trees above their heads covered the already unclear sky, and their mood became cloudy and uncertain, sometimes anxious and sometimes happy.

When he finally walked out of the woods, he saw that the high mountain in front of him was full of ideas, densely packed with tents and heavily guarded by military camps.

"Hey, sure enough!" Mao Penger exclaimed happily.

Before that, Bai Xuanzhen never thought that the army attacking Qingling Mountain would be stationed here, so he asked doubtfully, "Aren't they in the sky? Why are there still people here?"

"What do you know, Qi training, foundation building, Jindan! Which floor is not a thousand miles away, how can the sky bring so many people, besides, monks are also human beings, and when their physical strength is exhausted, they have to There is a rotation, isn't it?

This mountain range is also an excellent point of leverage for everyone in the formation. It is our luck that we can run into each other. Just follow me.

When you meet someone, don't talk too much, you will even agree to what I say, or you will mess up things, and see if I don't beat you to death! "

Mao Penger raised his hand as a gesture, saw the timidity in Bai Xuanzhen's eyes, and dragged him straight to the hill in front of him. This hill has a name, it's called 'Wanghu Hill', just in terms of distance, It is only more than 30 miles away from the south gate of Qingling Mountain, but if it is not for the foundation-building monks, ordinary people will have to work hard to cross the miasma leaf forest in the middle, which is a rare place in Fuzhou.

The small hill is now occupied by the red dragon army, Mao Penger swaggered down the hill, and when he got close, he couldn't see clearly what was inside the barrier.

Mao Penger found a place that seemed to be a gate, and bent down to salute:

"Dare to ask, but it's the army of Chilongmen. The younger generation is Gou Youwei's friend of brother Gou. There is an important announcement coming here this time. Please help fellow daoists guarding the formation."

After talking for more than ten breaths, he didn't see a single figure, Bai Xuanzhen stood looking at him from a long distance, waited for more than ten breaths, and finally figured it out. The mouse, relying on a "luck" to do things in God.

After talking in one place, there was no movement. Mao Penger continued to change to another place, bowed to the left and bowed again and again, and prayed back and forth more than 30 times, and finally heard a human voice next to a green iron pine:

"Noisy, what the hell are you two doing?"

The voice inside was impatient, but to Mao Penger's ears, he couldn't be happier, and he hurriedly bent down: "I came from Qingling Mountain, and I have important information for the head of your sect Zhong. The matter is urgent, please trouble Shoushan Fellow Daoist let me know."

There was another long silence, Mao Peng'er was not in a hurry, and when finally a foot stepped out from the invisible barrier, she secretly rejoiced, and still bent over.

He is not short, and he bent down just enough to see half of a person. How could he know that the person who exposed his head at this time was a dwarf-like qi cultivator. Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared behind him, Mao Peng The son didn't dare to look up, and continued to repeat the words:

"Mao Peng'er in Qingling Mountain, I know that I am hostile to your sect, but I have a big news to pass to Sect Master Zhong, please trouble the three Taoist brothers to report it for me, I and my junior brother Bai just want to ask a way out.

The junior brother Bai Xuanzhen behind me is the only heir to Brother Gou Youwei of Chilongmen. He has all the legacy of Brother Gou before he died, and he can also tell the truth! "

After finishing speaking, there was no response for a long time, Mao Penger looked up tentatively, and saw a familiar face.

"Junior Brother Mao, do you still recognize me?"

It was Tao Yuanming who spoke.