Chapter 842 Xiao Yun Is Not Dead?

There are 800 stone pillars standing on the school grounds.

But at this time, there are no more than eighteen people standing.

Anyone who can stand on this stone pillar has extraordinary background and has a huge background.

These forces are either branches of the ancient great clan or the existence of a great religion.

At least there are strong men in the infant market state sitting in the town.

Even this time the escort should have reached the palace.

Some escorts even reached the quasi-baby market.

The cultivators in the audience looked at the forces that had landed on the stone pillars with envious eyes.

These people, among their own forces, are only strong men with palace status sitting in command.

The number of people is still extremely small.

"Those standing on the stone pillars are all powerful forces from the Heavenly Capital. When you enter the Divine Origin Forbidden Land, try not to confront them."

Under the stage, an elder looked up at the cultivator standing on the stone pillar, and said to the younger generation under his sect.

"Yeah." Beside, some youths nodded.

Relying on their perception, they also discovered that the youthful aura standing on those stone pillars was obviously stronger than ordinary people.

There are even some people who vaguely show the power of kings.

"How great would it be if I could stand on that stone pillar?"

There are also young people with envious eyes.

The school yard is so big that it is difficult to see the end at a glance.

What kind of majesty would it be if it could stand on a stone pillar and look down in all directions?

"Us?" Someone beside him smiled wryly, "We can be regarded as a force in the southern border of Tiandu, but it is insignificant in the entire Tiandu domain. If we want to stand on this stone pillar, we must have an unrivaled power in the gate. .”

The person who spoke was obviously from the southern border of Tiandu.

However, beside these people who spoke, a young man in a blue robe had a calm expression on his face.

He didn't pay attention to the outside discussion, he narrowed his eyes slightly, calm and calm, with a great momentum of aiming at the world.

This man is naturally Lan Chengfeng of Xuantianzong.

Seeing this, many disciples of Xuantian Sect revealed their eyes.

"If Senior Brother Lan has received goods in the Shenyuan Forbidden Land this time, and if he is in charge of my Xuantian Sect, by then, people from our sect may really be qualified to step on that stone pillar and enjoy the admiration of all clans!" Some Xuantian Zong's disciples showed hope.

This Lan Chengfeng has a Hunyuan celestial body in his body, and he is destined to become a king in the future.

At that time, Xuantianzong's status will rise accordingly.

Thinking of this, the people of Xuantianzong smiled and couldn't help but look to the side.

Next to them, there are cultivators from other forces in the southern border of Tiandu.

People from Tianjianmen, Fengleizong, Soulzong, and other forces gathered here.

Although these forces have their own struggles, they all come from one place after all, and they all gather together in this strange land to avoid being bullied.

Beside them, people from the Sirius Mountain Range are also there, but some of the youths among them are a bit mediocre, and some of them are close to twenty years old.

Most of the people around the age of eighteen participated in the battle of ten thousand races.

Twenty is the top end of the quota.

If there are many people of this age in one side, it can show that their background is too weak to produce young geniuses.

The Tianlang Mountains have lost a lot of geniuses since the battle of Nanyou.

However, the talents of these young people who are nearly twenty years old are also good.

If you look carefully, you can find that among the crowd in the Tianlang Mountains, there are seven youths wearing bamboo hats with dark auras.

These people are obviously stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul realm cultivators, they seem to have reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and there are even half-step palaces among them. Although these people try their best to restrain their aura, they can still attract some people's attention .

"These young people don't seem to be from the Sirius Mountain Range?" An elder from the Soul Sect had a flash in his eyes, and couldn't help but look at those young people. With the powerful Heavenly Soul Eye of the Soul Sect, they could clearly see Determine the breath fluctuations of these people.

"Perhaps it's because the Sirius Mountain Range doesn't have enough talent, so please ask for foreign aid." An elder from the Soul Sect said lightly.

The battle of ten thousand races is an opportunity, but it is also very dangerous. Every time you enter it, nearly 40% of the people will fall.

So sometimes the major forces will not blindly send their own people in, but will also invite some people who want to participate in this grand event.

This is the so-called foreign aid.

"It's just their breath?" The elder shook his head.

He is a strong man in the quasi-palace realm, with extremely strong soul power, and he vaguely feels that the aura of those young people is very strange and very human.

"The strong men of the Shadow Gate deduced the secret, saying that Xiao Yun is not dead and will come to participate in the Ten Thousand Clans Hegemony War, but they don't know where he is?"

Among the crowd in the Tianlang Mountains, a young man in his late twenties curled up into a sneer, and his gaze scanned all directions.

He seemed to want to search for Xiao Yun's whereabouts.

"Wu Zong's people haven't appeared yet." Another young man next to him whispered.

"If Xiao Yun appears, he will surely be made to drink hatred in the forbidden area of ​​God's Origin." Several young people from the Sirius Mountain Range next to him all had ferocious eyes.

In the Southern Forbidden Land, Xiao Yun repeatedly beheaded several Heaven's Chosen Ones of the Sirius Mountain Range.

This makes their revival hopeless!

After the Battle of the Ancient City, Xiao Yun burned his soul even more, and killed Qin Wanli, the current patriarch of the Sirius Mountain Range.

This caused heavy losses to the Heavenly Wolf Mountain Range, and the old patriarch who had been retreating had to go out and sit in the Heavenly Wolf Palace.

Wu Zong and the Tianlang Mountains seemed to be eternal enemies.

Just when all parties had different thoughts, a ray of light flashed across the void, heading towards the vast school grounds.

If it is an ordinary person, it will naturally land in the school grounds.

So no one pays attention.

But this group of people fled towards the eight hundred stone pillars.

"It's another big force!" Seeing these people fleeing towards the stone pillar, someone immediately expressed emotion.

"I don't know which faction this is?" Someone asked curiously.

Because the formation of this team is very strange, it is divided into three small teams, each leading some younger generations.

And the clothes are also different.

Outsiders can see at a glance that they do not come from a single faction.

But they happened to walk together and fell towards the stone pillar.

This stone pillar represents identity, but not anyone can fall if they want to.

So when this team appeared, it was almost the focus of everyone's attention.

Not only the people in the audience, but also the people from the eighteen directions who had already settled down all looked at him.

Also, the people in Tiangong on the hanging platform also cast light.

When these gazes gathered on the team, there was an uproar resounding.

"That's from Wu Zong!"

The eyes and pupils of the cultivators of the ten major forces on the southern border of Tiandu shrank suddenly.

Among the team of people, they actually saw Wu Zong's people.

"Wu Zong's people want to land on that stone pillar?"

Many people are upset.

These forces are all on equal footing in the southern border of Tiandu.

Now they bow their heads in the school field.

This Wuzong wants to settle on the stone pillar.

Is this to look down on all directions?

Surprised, everyone quickly looked at the leader of the team, Ma Na.

"The few people in the lead have a long breath, and it seems that they have all reached the Yingxu state?" The hearts of the cultivators from the ten directions in the southern border of Tiandu couldn't help trembling. There were four elders in total, all of whom had The breath of the baby market environment fluctuates.

Even the elder at the head had a strong aura, faintly cohesive with the aura of a king.

This is a strong man who wants to become a king.

Although he is not yet a king, this kind of character is enough to turn the southern border of Tiandu upside down.

"Wu Zong actually picked up this kind of person?" Seeing this, people from Xuantian Sect, Soul Sect, and other sects all showed strange lights in their eyes.

It was difficult for everyone to calm down.

This kind of strong person is high above the ground, and it is impossible to make friends with him at all.

How could Wu Zong have such a chance?

"Hey, the young man next to the strong man with the aura of a king looks very similar to Xiao Yun of the Wuzong?"

Suddenly, the eyes of an elder from Xuantianzong froze, and his eyes fell on a young man next to Xiao Yuanxun.

This is a young man in a purple robe.

"Xiao Yun?"

"How could it be him?" Hearing this, the cultivators of the top ten forces in the southern border of Tiandu couldn't help showing strange expressions on their faces.

Then everyone gathered their gazes at one point.

It's just that when he saw the young man in the purple robe, his expression became stiff.

"Is he really similar to that Xiao Yun?" Everyone looked at each other.

"Hmph." In the void, Xiao Yun also felt the eyes of everyone.

His eyes moved slightly, he looked down, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as if looking down at the world.

Seeing such a look from Xiao Yun, the hearts of cultivators from all directions trembled.

"What is the similarity, he is Xiao Yun!" The exclamation resounded.

Immediately, the cultivators of the ten major forces all stared at the young man in front of him.

Xiao Yun!

For the southern border of Tiandu, this is an extremely familiar name.

Back then, at the Zongmen Rating Festival, this young man beat all the others, making Wu Zong the champion.

In the last battle in the ancient city of Nanyou, Xiao Yun did not hesitate to burn his soul, mobilized a treasure, and annihilated Qin Wanli who was in the palace.

At this time, the entire southern border of Tiandu was stirred up.

The word Xiao Yun is also spread all over the world.

Many people here have participated in the Zongmen Rating Festival and witnessed that battle, and they are very familiar with Xiao Yun.

Seeing Xiao Yun again now, countless people's hearts were agitated.

"This Xiao Yun is not dead?" The cultivators from the ten directions all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Judging from the gaze of the young man just now, it was obvious that it belonged to the Xiao Yun they knew.

"How is this possible?" Many people shook their heads, "He was trapped in a space crack, how could he not die?"

"Why do I feel that his aura fluctuates a lot, it should have reached the fifth level of Nascent Soul." Said the elder with quasi-palace status.

"Not only that, but there seems to be an inexplicable Dao charm in him. Although he is only a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, but just now I just glanced at him, and I felt like I was facing an unrivaled powerhouse, and I became inexplicably small. It's so weird."

said an elder.

It was just a glance at the other party, but it moved his heart.

This kind of shock is even more terrifying than that from the material world.

"Who is he following?" After being shocked, many people showed surprise in their eyes.

Wu Zong is just a small force.

But now the person Xiao Yun is following is a strong person in the Infant Ruins Realm.

As soon as they appeared, there were a few strong people in the infant market.

Obviously, this power is extraordinary.

So the cultivators in the southern border of Tiandu were very surprised.

Of course, the people who were most surprised and angry were the people in the Sirius Mountain Range.

"Is this little bastard really alive?" The four elders in the Sirius Mountain Range had gloomy eyes.

Everyone stared at Xiao Yun viciously.

[On the last day of the month, everyone give the monthly pass to the old demon. I just moved out and I’m not used to it yet, but in order to thank everyone for your support, I will try my best to code a chapter today]