Chapter 707 Heavenly Wolf Palace

"Ah!" In the void, the elder of the Sirius Mountain Range roared, his eyes were scarlet, and the shadow of a wolf appeared behind him.

"Junior, you will pay with blood!" The man roared angrily, like an ancient Sirius, and charged towards Deacon Yang.

Deacon Yang holds a gun, his eyes are sharp, and he has a cohesive aura of martial arts. The light of the spear is shining, and it is about to collapse the mountain.

Rumble!

The two Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses fought with astonishing momentum, which alarmed the whole world.

In the Fuyun Mountain Range, the monsters were terrified and howled.

The fluctuations caused by this strong battle made even the monsters feel frightened.

Fortunately, the two fought in the void in the distance, and it did not spread down.

Otherwise, this kind of fluctuation is enough to bring harm to the innocent.

These are two elders, far from being comparable to those who have just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm.

"You two, you have crossed the boundary!" At this moment, a giant claw protruded from the depths of the mountain range, and a strong monster aura filled the air. The aura was full of violence, and there was a vague sense of terror His domineering aura raged across the sky.

The whole world seems to be locked.

The people here feel that their minds and spirits cannot be controlled.

A sense of insignificance arises spontaneously.

"What level of powerhouse is this?" Many people felt turbulent in their hearts.

Such an aura is not something that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can have.

"Half-step Palace Realm?" When the giant claw made a move, Deacon Yang and the elders of the Sirius Mountain Range twitched their eyelids and separated.

"Is this a big monster?" Xiao Yun's pupils shrank.

The breath fluctuations emitted by the giant claw far surpassed Deacon Yang.

This kind of existence is far beyond the comparison of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although Deacon Yang's strength is extraordinary, he has not yet reached that level.

"Let's all retreat!" the big monster said, his words were indifferent, full of undoubted taste.

It's just that it didn't act rashly.

Although its strength is extraordinary, Wuzong and the people in the Tianlang Mountains have a good background.

If people from these two forces are suppressed at this time, it will cause endless troubles.

"I didn't intend to offend you this time, please forgive me." Deacon Yang cupped his fists, and immediately walked towards the canyon.

The elder of the wolf mountain range frowned.

Although he was furious at this time, he didn't dare to continue to shoot.

Otherwise, it would touch the bottom line of the big monster in Fuyun Mountain Range, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

For these demon cultivators, they have a strong sense of territory and cannot be violated.

"Is everyone here?" Deacon Yang asked as he landed and swept towards the crowd.

"They're all here!" Guo Ziwen and others came with their wounded bodies and said.

"Okay, the experience is over, return to the sect!" Deacon Yang flicked his hand, and a spirit boat appeared under his feet.

Xiao Yun, Ren Kexin and others were all involved.

At this time, Ren Kexin hugged Yiyi, and the little guy acted very intimately with her.

Xiao Yunmu stood aside, his face slightly cold and stern.

This battle made it difficult for him to calm down.

Although beheading the strong in the Nascent Soul Realm, the record is amazing.

But facing the above cultivators, he is still not enough.

If Deacon Yang hadn't acted in time, he would have been unable to control the situation at all.

So Xiao Yun didn't have a trace of arrogance.

He knows that he still has a long way to go.

"Let's go!" Deacon Yang glanced at these young people, then nodded slightly, and fled to the distance with a soft shout.

"Wu Zong?" Seeing Deacon Yang leaving with Wu Zong's disciples, the elders of the Sirius Mountain Range looked gloomy.

This time, he was completely defeated in the Sirius Mountain Range.

This person has been paying attention to this battle, he thought that he could get rid of Xiao Yun with Qin Tianzhao's hand, but he didn't know it would be like this.

In the end, even though he made a move, he was still blocked.

In the end, even Qin Tianzhao was beheaded.

Thinking about it, I was holding my breath.

"Let's go!" Finally, with a gloomy face, this person left with the young man from the Sirius Mountain Range.

The people from the Soul Sect also left one after another.

It's just that in this battle, Xiao Yun's name is destined to be known by all the major forces in the southern part of Tiandu.

call out!

On the flying boat, Wu Zong's disciples were cross-legged in the middle, all healing their injuries.

In this canyon battle, Guo Ziwen and others were seriously injured.

Qin Tianzhao's strength is too strong, it seems that no one can resist it.

Of course, after this battle, everyone has a better understanding of the gap between themselves and the Nascent Soul Realm.

Xiao Yun crossed his legs on the flying boat, closed his eyes and concentrated.

This time he stepped into the Quasi Nascent Soul Realm, he had a lot of feelings.

Not only the profound meaning of heaven and earth, but also his own feelings have reached a high level.

Today, he urgently needs a breakthrough.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The speed of the flying boat began to slow down.

"Although I have stepped into the Quasi-National Infant Realm, it has not yet reached perfection." Xiao Yun opened his eyes and exhaled lightly.

If you want to gather the strongest Nascent Soul, you must continue to save and make yourself to the extreme.

Obviously, just refining the stone infant Xiao Yun has not reached this point.

This not only requires the true essence to reach the extreme, but also needs to reach the extreme.

"Everything has to be accumulated." Xiao Yun stood up and looked around.

At this time, the clouds and mists in front of him were creeping, and the familiar mountains were close in front of us.

Guo Ziwen and others also got up, and they were slightly happy when they saw the familiar mountains.

It felt like traveling outside and finally returning home.

This time, everyone had a feeling of surviving after a catastrophe, and they were very kind to Wu Zong.

So is Xiao Yun.

Deacon Yang led Xiao Yun and others into a school ground in the Wudian.

At this time, several elders were already waiting.

"That's right, this experience is complete!" Seeing that everyone had returned safely, Sect Master Ren nodded slightly.

It's just that his eyes blinked, and his eyes stayed on Ren Kexin for a little longer.

If you look carefully, there are some emotional fluctuations in Sect Master Ren's eyes.

This emotion was caught in Xiao Yun's eyes.

"Could it be that Junior Sister's seal was issued by Sect Master Ren?" Xiao Yun was suspicious.

But he didn't ask too much.

"Give each of them a reward of spiritual weapons and pills..." Finally, Sect Master Ren left after giving orders.

He didn't ask much about the Fuyun Mountain Range.

It seems that the suzerain has the momentum to control everything, so he doesn't ask.

Finally, Guo Ziwen and others left one after another.

After this campaign, they also knew their shortcomings and wanted to make up for them.

"Junior brother, can you give me the little snow-white beast?" When Xiao Yun was going to the Tianwu Pavilion, Ren Kexin blinked her blue eyes and stared at Xiao Yun pitifully. It was hard to refuse this girl's plea.

"For you?" Hearing this, Xiao Yun felt dizzy.

Although the relationship with this little junior sister has made some progress, but he is reluctant to let him send Yiyi away.

ah!

With a light cry, Yi Yi quickly broke free from Ren Kexin's embrace, and slid onto Xiao Yun's shoulder.

The little guy's eyes flickered, and when he looked at Ren Kexin, it was like staring at a bad sister who abducted a small animal.

Those eyes were full of vigilance.

"Hmph, you nasty little beast." Seeing this, Ren Kexin gritted her teeth in anger, "Is sister so scary?"

The little girl felt very depressed.

Back then, the little beast was very well-behaved when it cheated on eating and drinking at its own place.

How did it become like this?

"Look, it's Yiyi's refusal, and there's nothing I can do about it." Xiao Yun spread his palms and laughed.

At this moment, Yiyi had a naive smile on her face, and her small head kept rubbing against Xiao Yun's neck.

This hurt Ren Kexin very much.

"Hmph, if you don't give me this little beast, I'll tell daddy that you bullied me." Slightly depressed, Ren Kexin's blue eyes suddenly had a sly gleam. Yun said, with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.

"bully you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yun looked aggrieved.

"Miss, I didn't bully you!" Xiao Yun was speechless.

"You haven't bullied me yet, in that ice cave, you..." Ren Kexin said, her face turned red with embarrassment.

"No, it's nothing, it's all an illusion, this, I'm hungry, let's talk about it next time, Junior Sister!"

Xiao Yun blushed and retorted repeatedly.

In the end he simply fled here.

If you keep talking, it's okay.

Who knows if Sect Master Ren is paying attention to his daughter.

If he knew that he had seen his daughter all over, would he slap him to death?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun felt chills down his spine, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Coward!" Seeing Xiao Yun running away from this place in a flash, Ren Kexin pursed her lips with a sweet smile on her lips.

In her mind, the image of Xiao Yun leaving in embarrassment still appeared.

It's just that when the young man almost disappeared into the air, she felt a little empty, as if she had lost something.

"Why would I think about this guy?" Ren Kexin shook her head, and immediately fled to the residence with a bright smile on her face.

...

After returning to Tianwu Pavilion, Xiao Yun quickly began to retreat.

"At this time, my strongest hole card is the Ice Soul Martial Soul, which contains the sky rune, which is a rune only for the strong in the Nascent Soul Realm."

Xiao Yun sorted out his hole cards.

After the previous battle, the Wan Ling Tian Yan Seal has been exhausted, and it needs a vast Tian Yan to condense it.

The Xuanming Martial Soul is extraordinary, but after all, it has not reached the Nascent Soul level, or it is still a bit worse.

The combat power of the life martial soul has not been revealed.

The martial soul's aura is getting stronger and stronger, which can greatly stimulate the martial seal.

These are Xiao Yun's trump cards.

Of course, the real amazing power is Tianyou Hanshui.

"This day's cold water can deal with ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators." Xiao Yun looked at Tianzhu Lan in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With his ability to kill Qin Tianzhao, it was the perfect combination of several hole cards that achieved that effect.

"The defensive power of the Heavenly Flame Divine Armor can barely withstand the oppression of the Nascent Soul Realm. The only thing lacking is the realm."

With a slight movement in his mind, Xiao Yun took out a bottle of stone liquid.

Every drop of these stone fluids is extremely precious.

Excluding the ones given to Ren Kexin for healing, Xiao Yun still had three hundred and sixty bottles.

"By relying on these stone fluids, I should be able to achieve the perfection of the Nascent Soul." Xiao Yun thought to himself.

Immediately he took out a drop of stone liquid.

The stone liquid is viscous, like a spar, and a rich and fragrant air permeates.

ah!

Yiyi was greedy, so she couldn't help pursing her lips.

Then the little guy took out a jade bottle and began to drink the stone liquid.

This is what it left secretly.

"You little guy still have private goods?" Seeing this, Tun Tianque shouted.

...

When Xiao Yun was retreating, there was a hall suspended in the air on the top of the Tianlang Mountains.

This hall is called the Heavenly Wolf Hall!

The hall was extremely deep and full of hostility.

From a distance, the whole hall looks like a wolf's head.

The entrance is the wolf's mouth.

Inside the main hall, there is an elder sitting on a throne on the hall.

At the bottom, there is an elderly man wearing a secluded bubble sitting upright.

The elder gave people a feeling of vain and shadowy.

The two sides seemed to be talking about something.

"Clan, patriarch, something is wrong!" At this time, a middle-aged man hurried to the entrance of the main hall.