Chapter 991: Beast Cultivator Appears
"Well, it just happened to be a coincidence!" The old man nodded and said, "The senior brother of the old man is the leader of the Yanjiang Sect, so he gave this token to the old man. This time is convenient!"
"Is this senior... also from the Yanjiang Sect?" Another disciple asked with an apologetic smile when he saw that the black and thin mid-stage foundation establishment monk did not take out his token.
"Oh, he's not! It's the old man I met just now!" said the old man of the Yanjiang sect hastily.
"Then, senior, please take the token for inspection!" the Qi Refining disciple said respectfully as before.
The black and thin Foundation Establishment cultivator had helplessness on his face, he clapped his hands and took out a token, smiled wryly and said: "I am a disciple of the Changbai Sect, and this time I am also practicing in the northern part of Xi Country. The battle is coming! It's a pity that I don't have the luck of this senior, and I haven't met my disciples!"
"No problem~" the city guard took the token and said with a smile, "As long as you are a disciple of my Taoist sect, no matter which sect or family you are in, you can enter!"
"Well, I know!" the black and thin monk laughed, "But the sword cultivators of Huan Kingdom are still far away, so there is no need to be so cautious!"
While speaking, the city guard took out a mirror again, and there was white light on it, but there was no halo. The city guard hesitated a little and handed the token to the Foundation Establishment cultivator, and said with a smile; Incorrect!"
"That's what you said! The poor are not sword cultivators, so the token is certainly right!" The black and thin Foundation Establishment cultivator reached out to take the token and said with a smile.
"Senior, please!" The two qi refining disciples moved out of the way, and went to stop other monks who were about to enter the city.
"Let's go, senior, I still want to see what happened!" The black and thin monk raised his hand to signal, and said to the old man in the late stage of foundation establishment with a smile.
The old man was also polite, nodded, and walked towards the city gate.
The two had just walked under the city gate, about a few feet away, when a vague fluctuation covered them. The token in the old man's storage bag gave out strange fluctuations, vibrating all over the old man's body. For a moment, he faced the fluctuations under the hood again. After the two merged, they gradually disappeared! And there is no fluctuation on the black and thin monk, so the fluctuation under the hood oscillates from the monk's body to the body!
The black and thin monk seemed to feel it, and frowned slightly, as if it was time to speak. at this moment. "Shu~~" a sharp scream came from somewhere in the city gate, and a milky white halo fell from the sky like lightning, covering the black and thin monk!
"Hahaha~~~ What kind of spell is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?" The black and thin monk shook his body.
The whole appearance and figure changed drastically, the dark and thin face became more prominent, and the figure suddenly became several feet taller. At the same time as the monk's figure changed dramatically, he clapped his hands together. Two huge flying swords were taken out, and they slashed in the air. The flying swords, like door panels, gave off a fierce brilliance, and unexpectedly split the halo under the cover in half!
"This guy is a sword cultivator!" The city guard guarding the city gate suddenly woke up, shouting and rushing over. Several foundation-building monks also rubbed their hands, and their respective spells urged them to hit the black and thin monk!
While the black and thin monk's huge sword was slashing at the halo, he said an obscure formula in his mouth, and a strange wave came out behind him. There was a clear sound of "嗡~~", two wings that were about one foot thick, like an eagle's, sprouted behind him, and a hurricane was born when he flapped his wings at the same time!
The hurricane just happened to pounce on the old man in the late stage of foundation establishment who was about to make a trick beside him, and the old man's face changed slightly. The figure flashed, and the magic formula changed and hit him! Sure enough, the hurricane hit the body, and the wind blades cut on the old man's defense brilliance. But a moment is gradually annihilated...
Fortunately, just when the old man was mobilizing his mana and was about to use the formula. The upper body of the black and thin monk has been completely feathered, and the black and gray feathers cover the upper body. As the monk flaps his wings, his figure rushes straight into the air like a sharp arrow. With a cry of "Ga", it flew out towards the northwest of Xuntian City!
And the city guard of Xuntian City has only just caught up to the sky at this time, and the magic formula in his hand can hardly catch up with his retreating back!
"Beast cultivator!!! This is the beast cultivator of Huan Kingdom!" At the gate of Xuntian City, not only the old man of Yanjiang Sect and the beast cultivator, but dozens of other cultivators suddenly saw this scene, and they were a little dazed. The country's attack is still far away. I really didn't expect that a beast cultivator would come to Xuntian City to inquire about news, and would enter Xuntian City so blatantly! One of the knowledgeable monks suddenly came to his senses.
"Ah? Beast cultivator?" The old man of the Yanjiang Sect was also shocked. He realized that the black and thin beast cultivator must have been cultivating with a flying feathered spirit bird, so that he could carry his wings and turn his upper body into a beast. Just like Taoist monks using talismans!
"The speed of this flight is too fast!" The old man of Yanjiang sect claimed to be a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. He wanted to capture him just now, but he hadn't done it before, and he had already fled away. It is impossible to catch up with others with all your strength!
At the city gate of Xuntian City, more than a dozen people were discussing, apparently very surprised by the appearance of the beast cultivator, and some monks even asked the city guard of Xuntian City: "Beast cultivators dare to come to Xuntian City, what should we do?" What about the City Master of Xuntian City? His old man is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he can capture this arrogant fellow with only one little finger..."
"Hehe, fellow daoist, don't add another round, please come to the city quickly!" The city guard in the middle stage of foundation establishment smiled and said, "How can my Lord City Master have the same knowledge as this guy? His old man even Yanxi Mansion Don't go, and don't even ask a question about this war, how can he let the old man take action? Isn't this the person who threw me into Xuntian City? Pindao just wants to report this matter to the seniors of Yanxi Mansion to see how they make a decision !"
As he said that, the city guard ignored the monks who were discussing, and went straight into the city gate, walking towards a tall building not far from the city gate.
The buildings of Xuntian City are somewhat similar to those of Weeping Moon City. They are all huge stones. These stones are piled up in a rough style, and they look quite similar to the monks in the northern part of Xiguo! But although they are all rough, they are also somewhat different. The stones in Weeping Moon City are mostly rocks, and among the stones in Xuntian City, there are also a lot of ice blocks mixed in! These ice cubes are either crystal clear, or strange crystals are condensed in the transparency, giving off a strange brilliance!
These ice blocks are the characteristics of the snow-covered plateau. The surface layer of the snow-covered plateau is much inferior to the glaciers in Huan country, but the bottom layer is not inferior to the ice rocks of the glacier, especially these ice blocks are not known how many years old. Under the heavy pressure, it has already solidified in the extreme cold, it is really no worse than the stones of Weeping Moon City! Even if there is some temperature, some ordinary fire, it may not melt a drop!