Late at night, deep in the Ten Peaks Mountains, there is a valley that is very secretive.

In the darkness, the figure of a team appeared quickly, its speed was like lightning, and it quickly rushed into the valley and disappeared.

At this time, wisps of music sounded, fluttering in the night, like heavenly sounds, and it was intoxicating to listen to.

At the entrance of the valley, three figures appeared, and they were Elder Taishang Hong Geran, Sect Master Che, and Gu Feng Lord.

The three bigwigs of the Thousand Yuan Sect looked into the distance, as if they were waiting for something.

"The team escorting Yanzong has quietly left, and the next thing is the team escorting Qin Mo. Lord Gu Feng spoke in a low voice.

"I have received a secret report, in the past few days, there have been many mysterious powerhouses near the Shifeng Mountain Range, whose identities are unknown. Among them, it is suspected that there are masters of the Dragon Helm Pavilion and the Falling Moon Peak. Fortunately, we responded in a timely manner, otherwise, the situation of Master Mo's nephew and Grandmaster Yan's nephew would be worrying. Sect Master Che said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Supreme Elder Hong Geran sneered and said, "Our sect has produced two peerless geniuses, the Dragon Helm Pavilion, the Falling Moon Peak, and those few sects, they must not be able to sit still. Hum...... , Wait for another ten years, and wait until the cultivation of Qin Mo and Di Yanzong is completed, plus Xue Xing. Then settle the accounts with these bastards one by one!"

Sect Master Che and Gu Feng Lord nodded, tonight's action is to quietly send Qin Mo and Emperor Yanzong away.

Bang bang bang......

In the distance, a convoy appeared, escorting two wagons at speed. The convoy's mounts were a group of black horses, which galloped like a torrent of black iron and stopped at the entrance of the valley.

On the jet-black divine horse, there is a black leather armor knight sitting upright, with a calm breath, like a rock, all of them are masters of the innate realm.

"Sect Master!Supreme Elder!Ancient Peak Lord!"

Dozens of knights saluted in unison, like well-trained troops.

"Why is it only here now!?" Sect Master Che frowned, a little displeased.

At this time, the carriage of one of the carriages lifted the curtains, revealing an extremely ugly old man and a crane-haired old woman.

These two people, smiling, looked at the three of Sect Master Che.

"Why are you here?" Sect Master Che was startled, apparently recognizing the two of them.

The old man and the old woman smiled, each took out a letter, threw it out, and fell lightly into the hands of the sect master.

"The three of Qianyuanzong, give me a thin noodle and let me accompany you. The ugly old man laughed.

"Hong Lao'er, if you don't let me accompany you, you will leak the whereabouts of Qin Mo's little doll. The old woman threatened to speak.

Opening the two letters, Sect Master Che looked at them, couldn't help but show a wry smile, shook his head helplessly, and handed the two letters to Elder Taishang and Gu Feng Lord.

After reading the content of the letter, Elder Taishang and Lord Gu Feng also looked at each other, showing a helpless expression, and could only nod.

Immediately, the convoy set off, rushing into the valley at a rapid speed, and disappeared in an instant.

"Master Mo's nephew insists on going back to his hometown, I'm still a little worried!" Sect Master Che sighed softly.

The three elders talked for a while, but their bodies shook and disappeared.

In a moment, the valley returned to silence, the night was as silent as ink, unusually silent, but there were wisps of music sounding, drifting slowly in the night.

In the distance, on a lonely peak, a stunning woman is stroking the piano, plucking the strings, the music is like water, bubbling out between the jade fingers, extremely pleasant.

This woman, dressed in a snow suit, has picturesque eyebrows, like a fairy.

This woman is one of the three core disciples of the Thousand Yuan Sect - Li Feng Xuexing.

Bang!

Under the lonely peak, in that valley, a light lit up, and it was fleeting.

At this time, the sound of the piano gradually stopped, Li Feng Xuexing stopped playing, looked up at the direction of the valley, his beautiful eyes flowed, and suddenly there was a faint white flame beating.

"The Supreme Elder and the Sect Master's response is extremely fast! In this way, even if the Dragon Helm Pavilion wants to carry out the assassination plan, it will be difficult to do so. ”

Li Feng Xuexing lowered his head, and the white flames in his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two strange lights, emitting a strange light in the dark night.

Buzz Buzz ......

Suddenly, a voice came from behind her, and four figures appeared silently, suspended in the air, standing silently, as if they were four lifeless shadows.

At this moment, one of the figures spoke, as if to say something, but did not make a sound.

"You said that Qin Mo and Emperor Yanzong are very extraordinary, but they are two variables, should they be eliminated as soon as possible?"

Li Feng Xuexing laughed, beautiful and ghostly, but there was a great majesty, "Is my weapon so small? Besides, I attach great importance to Senior Brother Mo, and I really want to see how far he can grow......

"Hehe, for many years, I haven't seen such an interesting human race born......"

"Wait a little longer, let's see how far Senior Brother Mo can grow at that time......"

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In the depths of the Wanren Mountains, a strange peak and strange rocks, among the towering ancient trees, there is a roulette wheel of the earth.

This earth roulette is about 100 meters in diameter, and the lines on it are simple and mysterious, flowing with a faint brilliance.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the wheel lit up, a pillar of light shot into the sky, and a convoy rushed out.

Thirty warriors rode on the Etherea dragon foal, serving as the escort of the convoy, guarding the front and rear of the two carriages.

Dressed in dark green leather armor and gloves made of black gold silk, these knightly guards sat on the ebony dragon horses, and their upper bodies stood still no matter how their mounts jumped and ran.

The clothes worn by every knight are all Xuan-level treasures, and the value is amazing, and ordinary warriors can't afford to wear them at all.

And the aura of these people, one by one, is as calm as a rock, surrounded by true flames, and they are all strong people in the middle of the innate stage.

A whole team, heavily armed innate powerhouses, came to serve as the escort of the carriage, and even if it was a five-grade sect, such a battle was only qualified for some big names.

Among the two carriages, the one headed by the one is very eye-catching, and the mount that pulls the carriage is four one-horned ink cloud dragon horses, with black fur like ink, galloping, four hooves and clouds, as if stepping on the ink cloud.

This kind of Moyun Dragon Horse is a descendant of a pure Wulong, extremely precious, and it is a kind of divine horse in the Ancient Continent. Even the sect master of the Eight Rank Sect may not be able to have such a divine horse mount, let alone gather four identical divine horses to drive the carriage.

The mount of the other carriage was a black dragon colt like the guards, and the sound of food was constantly being heard in the carriage.

In the carriage, a total of five people were seated. Two middle-aged people, an old man with a strange ugly face, an old woman with crane hair and a childish face, and a hungry and strong young man sitting in the innermost part of the carriage.

Near the outermost part of the carriage door, there were two middle-aged men sitting opposite, wearing the clothes of the Thousand Yuan Sect Protector Elders, one fat and one thin.

The fat middle-aged man has a round head and a round body, and the whole person is like two meat balls stacked together, his name is Zhao Xingfan;

The thin middle-aged man is like a bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind can blow it away, and his name is Song Youfeng.

The two of them are the protector elders of the Thousand Yuan Sect, with noble status, and their cultivation is the top master in the later stage of the sect.

This time Qin Mo returned to the burning town, the high-level of the Qianyuan Sect also made a bloody investment, and actually sent these two Dharma Protector Elders to accompany him to protect Qin Mo's safety.

However, the atmosphere in this carriage was very stagnant, with Zhao Xingfan and Song Youfeng, they sat with their eyes closed, as if they were settled, and ignored everything around them.

Because the old man in the carriage, as well as the old woman with a childish face, Zhao and Song had a headache and didn't want to provoke them.

In the carriage, the old man's face was withered but his beard was unusually long, and his appearance was really unsightly, and if he was haunted at night, it was enough to scare the children into crying, and they would think that they had bumpered with ghosts.

The old woman was the opposite, with a face as delicate as a girl, but gray hair.

At this time, both of them were holding a square iron plate in their hands.

The iron plate is engraved with gorgeous and intricate patterns, and in the middle of it is a long needle that looks like gold but not gold.

This is a kind of prop specially used by the Array Dao Master, called the Earth Pulse Instrument. The leyline meter senses the changes of the leylines through a unique formation, and can judge the direction and predict the good and the bad.

At this time, on the two leyline instruments, the long needles rotated, but they pointed in the same direction, so as to identify the direction to the burning town.

The old man and the old woman sneered at each other while fiddling with the geologic vein, their eyes colliding in mid-air, and invisible sparks were sparked.

"Hmph, is there no one in the Formation Dao Camp? I actually sent you to the Dong family with the old man Pingqing, you old guy has a hateful face, like a terrible ghost. If you really appear in Xiao Dong's family, I'm afraid that children will faint in fright, who would believe that you are a human race?" The old woman with a delicate face is Gong Sulan, the thirteenth elder of the Formation Dao Alliance, and a well-known Array Dao Grandmaster in Xiling Battle City.

was sneered at by Gong Sulan, the old man was full of anger, his appearance was a big sore spot in his life, but being pointed out to his face really made him angry.

"The Dong family can teach a formation genius like Xiao Dong, so naturally it will not be a small family that judges people by their appearance. However, your Array Dao Alliance sent Palace Elders here this time, it didn't mean to use beauty tricks. Tsk, Elder Ke of the Formation Dao Alliance has really done a good job of wishful thinking...... "Touching his beard, the Pingqing Sect Master from the Xilingwei Formation Dao Camp sneered.

"Old man Ping, you ......" Gong Sulan's face turned cold, and she was about to sneer at each other, but was interrupted by the sound of food chewing.