Halfway up the mountain.

The fog rose, blurry, making people unable to see it clearly, as if it was a fairyland.

Under a maple tree several meters tall.

Ye Beixuan was practicing, and there was a source stone that was exhausted from spiritual energy like a hill in front of him.

Still no intention of stopping absorption.

As a worldly holy body.

He absorbed much more spiritual energy than ordinary people.

In the woods not far away, with little arms and legs, the tender and cute little Nannan was carrying a beautiful basket and picking mushrooms on the ground.

Suddenly a beautiful butterfly flew past.

The little Nannan was attracted and couldn't help but follow her.

Not long after walking, a group of people suddenly surrounded him.

They are not very old, the youngest is only eleven or twelve years old.

"Broom Star, get out of Xuanxin Authentic"

"The Xuanxin Authenticity, which has been passed down for thousands of years, was destroyed by your brother and sister, Broom Star"

...

Severe accusations.

It scared the future empress and her little face turned pale.

When his little hand relaxed, the small basket fell to the ground, and the mushrooms inside rolled all over the floor.

A young man rushed over and kicked Xiao Nannan.

A black shadow suddenly appeared.

Bang!

The boy flew backwards and fell heavily on the cold and hard rocky ground.

Ye Beixuan protected his sister behind him and said angrily: "If you have the ability to come to me, what's the point of bullying a child under three years old?"

"You dare to fight back and beat him to death"

"Beat this evil spirit to death"

...

A group of teenagers rushed up like wolves and tigers.

Suddenly, a powerful force suppressed everyone.

"metropolitan"

Ye Beixuan's face changed, and his clenched fists stretched out.

The teenagers all turned around and then lowered their heads.

They were still very afraid of this sect leader.

Li Qing nodded slightly, his eyes flashed across the teenagers and sighed.

With a wave of his hand, all the boys disappeared.

"Sect Master, I"

Ye Beixuan didn't know what to say.

Li Qingwei said in a deep voice: "It's not your fault, it's because we're too weak."

Ye Beixuan clenched his fists with a heavy expression.

"Come with me"

Li Qingwei grabbed Ye Beixuan's shoulder.

Soon, I arrived at a very high mountain near the main peak.

Looking down, my face looked a little bad.

The disciples left in groups, and the main peak was empty.

Xuanxin Authentic Sect is still a thousand-year-old sect.

At the last moment, less than a hundred people died in the sect.

He, the sect leader, failed.

Suddenly he saw his eldest disciple Cao Yi coming over with a heroic woman.

"Yi'er, are you?"

Li Qingwei asked in confusion.

"Go to the Fire Spirit War Department"

Cao Yi calmly answered.

"What?"

Li Qingwei thought he had heard it wrong.

The Fire Spirit War Department has a Saint-level Fire Spirit with powerful combat power.

Just the combat power shown by the saint before.

None of three will definitely win.

Not to mention that he has suffered a lot of injuries.

Cao Yi didn't talk nonsense, and tore open the space with one hand and walked in.

When did my eldest disciple have such a method?

Li Qingwei was puzzled.

Yelu Zhigu, Ye Beixuan walked in one after another with his sister in his arms.

Li Qingwei did not delay any longer and followed in.

Southern Region.

Yuancheng.

Cao Yi and his party appeared directly under the city gate.

On the city tower, hundreds of soldiers who fled back not long ago were in a daze.

The authentic people of the Holy Body and Xuanxin actually came to the door.

This is the location of the Fire Spirit War Department that dominates the entire southern region.

Are these people crazy?

I thought that there was an ordinary saint behind me and could walk sideways.

"Blow the horn"

Someone shouted.

Immediately afterwards, a loud horn resounded throughout Yuancheng.

The Fire Spirit War Department, the great kings who had just emerged from the holy-level fire spirit, were collectively confused.

This sound is a horn sound that they haven't heard in a long time.

It means someone is coming to the door.

"Can the spirit of the horn go crazy?"

A great success king guessed.

At least half of the great kings showed an expression of approval.

It is too fantastic for them to come to the door.

"Can it be the saint of the authentic Xuanxin Sect, knowing that he can't escape, let's try it out?"

Some people speculated again.

This is not impossible.

Many people nodded subconsciously.

The new leader, the great king of silver robe, took out an ancient mirror.

Inject a divine light.

The figures of Cao Yi and others appeared in the mirror.

"The holy body, the authentic person with Xuanxin, that saint did not come"
To be continued...