“…… Finished. Jiang Lian, who had used the illusion spell to turn into Nangong Jiao'er and attracted the Flying Wing Demon Tiger, was already dumbfounded at this time, and there was a kind of despair in his heart, as if the person who had just been swallowed by the Flying Wing Demon Tiger was not Nangong Jiao'er, but him.

"Roar-" The Flying Winged Demon Tiger roared at the sky, obviously Nangong Jiao'er who had just fallen into its mouth had already fallen into its belly.

Pan Yingzhe gritted his teeth and asked Tang Xiuyun on the side, "Damn! Now what? ”

Tang Xiuyun's face sank like water, and he didn't know what to say, if he went to cut the belly of the Flying Wing Demon Tiger now, he might be able to see Nangong Jiao'er's remnants, but with his and Pan Yingzhe's cultivation, let alone killing the Flying Wing Demon Tiger in a short period of time, it would be difficult to defeat it.

Everyone in the Hunting Alliance didn't expect that when it happened to them in the darkest time, it was not their own trial that was eliminated, but watching the trial opponent be eliminated.

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On the other side, Feng Yun left the land of right and wrong without looking back, came quietly and left quietly, without alarming anyone. But the mood is more complicated......

"If that Flying Flower Fox is really Nangong Jiao'er, then Yi Mingxuan's plan should have been disrupted, and then I am afraid that they will search for the traces of Mo Lihuo and the others, and their hands and feet will definitely no longer be limited to the central region, if so, no, it should be said that their hands and feet have already stretched out to other regions."

It is impossible for the Hunter Alliance to search for the traces of other monks by relying on only a few of them, and the appearance of traitors and whistleblowers when the monks in the central region united earlier, can only prove that their eyeliner has long been dispersed, and after the central region has been swept away, these eyeliners have naturally dispersed to other regions.

Thinking about Feng Yun, he couldn't help but sigh, those who could enter this trial were all proud of the realm, but the reason why the Hunting Alliance was able to develop to this point could only prove that some of these people had given up the trial for some interests.

There are only ten people who can pass the trial, and there are no less than nine people who have appeared in the Hunting Alliance, plus the traitors hidden in other monks, this quota is definitely not enough, and it is impossible for the Hunting Alliance to cover all the places. Just like now, although the Hunting Alliance has put a lot of effort into it, Nangong Jiao'er, Mo Lihuo, and the mysterious monster from the Demon Saint Heaven still have a lot of points, and they must also occupy the top position of the ranking.

Speaking of which, Feng Yun's luck was really good, he caught two fatty fish at the beginning. These two people also wandered in the central region for a period of time, and earned a lot of points, and then entered the west in fear of the horror of the Flying Winged Demon Tiger, but they also happened to escape the hunting of Yi Mingxuan and others, plus the fierce beasts hunted all the way, the two of them worked hard to make up about fifty points, and it is no wonder that the two of them chose to fight with Feng Yun, but unfortunately in the end it was cheaper than Feng Yun, who had just come out of the customs.

"I don't know who will have the last laugh in the end." Feng Yun sighed faintly in his heart, his plan was ruined, Yi Mingxuan and the others' plan also failed, and the score in the hands of the Hunting Alliance was distributed to the few people who were determined to participate in the ancestral sacrifice, and it should be about the same as his current score, and then whether he won or lost depends on who can break the game first.

Suddenly, Feng Yun had a strange feeling in his heart, something was peeking at him! It's not an ancestral mirror, but a closer ...... Before, his mind was chaotic and inevitably a little distracted, and peeping at his existence was very well hidden, if it weren't for his strange spirit, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find.

Under the mask, Feng Yun frowned slightly, he pretended not to find anything and continued to fly through the mountains and forests, but in fact, he had already raised the True Yuan to guard against a sudden attack.

Seeing that he had already crossed half of the central region, the man didn't even make a move, Feng Yun was vigilant and couldn't help but wonder at the same time, "This hidden ability must be the Yuanying Realm, but why didn't he do it?" Could it be that the Hunters are waiting for his companions? …… The first strike is strong, and the last strike suffers! ”

After thinking about it, Feng Yun was already in a desperate eye, and the hand hidden in his sleeve slowly pinched the seal.

"This direction!" In an instant, Feng Yun turned around instantly, and sure enough, as he expected, a dazzling Seven Emotions Fire was trailing behind him a little farther away! Yuan Infant Power! He didn't dare to think about it, he had already raised his big hand, and the white light flashed, "Born!" ”

However, when he was about to get rid of his hand, the trailing figure made him couldn't help but be surprised. In an instant, Feng Yun made a mistake and staggered the direction of the spell.

I saw a flash of white light, and a big tree with the thickness of two people hugging each other instantly withered and fell, decaying and lacking its vitality. At this time, a voice like a silver bell came from behind the side of the dead tree, and said with a smile, "You really saw through my spell!" The tone is light and leisurely, but at the same time full of confidence.

A flying flower fox walked out slowly, with an extremely human smile on his face, which couldn't help but make Feng Yun feel a little weird, and finally Feng Yun blamed this feeling on Xiao Hei, who was always cold-faced, look, people look like demons.

The flying flower fox walked while pacing, and a light smoke was emitted from his body, and as soon as the light smoke passed, a beautiful figure appeared, not who Nangong Jiao'er was, a plain white dress was supported by her plump body, but her waist was closed by a jade belt, and Yingying held it, making it more attractive to go up and down, but the most intoxicating thing was the charming but not vulgar, heroic but not dignified face.

Looking at this face, Feng Yun only lasted for a moment, and then laughed, "Ha, I just said that how could that flying flower fox be so strange, it turned out to be the legendary Jade Fox Fairy, who was angry and looked up to the fairy's name for a long time." The fairy can't follow me as the mastermind behind that, right? I'm really wronged. As he spoke, he pointed towards the place where Nangong Jiao'er had fought with the Flying Wing Demon Tiger before.

Nangong Jiao'er smiled, and Feng Yun couldn't help but look away beautifully...... Vixen. ”

"Of course I know that you didn't do it, that group of people didn't dare to appear in front of me because of the large number of people, so they can only use this method, and they don't deserve to waste my thoughts."

Feng Yun quickly echoed after hearing this, "Haha, it is worthy of being a Jade Fox Fairy, Zhiyong is both ......" This is the Yuanying power who is really expected to enter the ancestral temple, since there is no misunderstanding, he naturally has a better attitude, I just hope that she will not fall in love with her poor score.

It's a pity that before Feng Yun's sycophants finished speaking, Nangong Jiao'er continued, "It's you, who can actually see through my illusions. ”

Nangong Jiao'er looked straight at Feng Yun, her eyes radiating a fine light. This kind of look Feng Yun feels very familiar, if you want to say where you have encountered it, it is Du Huaiyi's girl, as soon as she encounters a lively and interesting thing, Du Huaiyi will show this kind of curious and excited eyes.

Jiuzhou Kan Domain.

On the top of the main hall, an old man with white hair and white robe was sitting on the top and speaking to the three people standing below, and the three people below were listening with their heads down

"Most of the Dao Treasures brought back by Jun'er have been put into the treasure house, and the three of you have the greatest credit for retrieving the Dao Treasure this time, you can choose any magic weapon, spiritual blood or treasure material from the treasure house, of course, the Yuxian Sword is not among them. After a few days, the classics will be sorted out, and the classics that are not related to the realm of creation will also be put into the hall of the scriptures, and you can read them. ”

Hearing this, the three of them were overjoyed, "Elder Taishao." "The magic weapon is precious, and there are not many pieces in the entire Immortal Feather Sect, even if it is just a lower grade, it is good for the general elder to have a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the spiritual blood treasure that can be put together with the magic weapon will naturally not be a mortal thing, and this reward is already considered rich.

As for the Feather Immortal Sword, it was a weapon of the Immortal Feather Sect, so naturally it was impossible to give it to a disciple, even if two of them were elders in important positions, and the other was the son of the head of the sect.

"You deserve it." Elder Taishang replied with a smile, "Today is also a great joy for Jun'er, my Immortal Feather Sect is double happy, this spiritual artifact bento is my heart, if there is nothing else, you can go back and celebrate." ”

After Wang Jun thanked Elder Taishang again, he took something from the boy's hand, which turned out to be a hairpin, which seemed to be not for him, but for Xue Lan. Seeing that the three of them were fine, Elder Taishang took the boy and hid into the inner hall.

Seeing Elder Taishang leaving, the three of them also walked out of the hall and prepared to say goodbye, Elder Huang smiled at Wang Jun and said, "Haha, I can't wait to go back if I want to come, I won't have to say much, and the old man's congratulatory gift will be delivered to the door in the future." ”

"Congratulations, big brother, I also prepared a big gift for my eldest brother, I hope that my eldest brother will not be disappointed when the time comes." With that, Wang Ji flew away with Elder Huang.

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Wang Jun returned to the mansion, pushed open the door, and saw a woman in white holding a book and reading it with taste.

"I'm back." When Xue Lan saw Wang Jun coming back, she put down the book in her hand and looked at Wang Jun who came over, her eyes glowing with tenderness.

"Well, Elder Taishang has already read the scriptures in the Dao Collection, and it is indeed left by the power of the Creation Realm, and it is only one step away from being able to soar to become an immortal." Although he hadn't forgotten Elder Taishang's admonition, Wang Jun's tone was still a little eager.

Xue Lan was also a little surprised, "Really? If Elder Taishang can step into creation, our Immortal Feather Sect will finally be able to be more stable. ”

"Yes, Elder Taishang can really enter the Creation Realm, and those wild wolves who have peeped at my Immortal Feather Sect can only hold their tails and dare not go out."

Xue Lan smiled slightly, and said softly, "There are sects in the vast Kan Domain, and there are fewer than one hand, and they can be regarded as real famous sects, so they naturally no longer dare to have other thoughts." ”

Wang Jun thought about all these years, his father passed away, and the immortal feather was weak, and now he was finally about to come out, and he couldn't help but sigh a little, "It has always been my father's wish to make the Xianyu faction go to the next level, and now I can finally see hope, but unfortunately he is ......"

Xue Lan looked at the sad Wang Jun, a little distressed, she couldn't be clearer about the life of Wang Jun over the years. The young man who had been hiding in the Sutra Hall all day had never touched his favorite Qimen miscellaneous books since that day, and the days that followed were either cultivating or recuperating from his injuries, and he never rested for a day.

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