Chapter 1142: Passage

Li Lianying, a male cultivator from Hehuan Valley, didn't care about his attitude, he looked at the beautiful female cultivator Yun Lian, and said with a smile on his face: "Fairy Yunlian, I said goodbye in a hurry back then, but I didn't expect to see you for more than a hundred years, but when I see you today, you are still so beautiful, you are worthy of being one of the most beautiful female cultivators in the Feather Immortal Sect!"

Yun Lian didn't pay attention to him, just glanced at him calmly, and continued to observe Tianyun Mountain, not knowing why she was so obsessed with this mountain.

Li Lianying still wanted to get close to Yun Lian, but was interrupted by Lan Fengshengsheng, only to hear him snort coldly, and unceremoniously said: "Li Lianying, this is not your Hehuan Valley, don't use your set to harass Elder Yun Lian, so as not to be embarrassed!"

"Hehe, Lan Feng, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, don't pretend here, you dare to say that you don't want to get close to the water and get the moon first, you just didn't succeed!" Li Lianying smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the voice passed on and replied.

"Whatever you think, I'm here anyway, don't you want to touch a single hair of her!" Lan Feng said in a vigorous voice.

Li Lianying smiled and said disapprerovingly: "Who are you when you are? I can say what I want to say, and I still use you to take care of it?"

Lan Feng's face was solemn, and when he was about to refute, a huge flying boat flew in the distance, golden and dazzling, and after only three or four breaths, it came to the front of everyone, hovering in the air, motionless.

This is another flying boat of Hehuan Valley, and immediately after that, a large group of monks dressed in the unique costumes of Hehuan Valley appeared, all of whom were above the Jiedan Realm, and the number was comparable to that of the Yuxian Sect.

At the moment when the flying boat had just stopped, two azure flying boats suddenly appeared behind them, both of which were of the level of ten thousand zhang, huge and incomparable, like two mountains of blue ice, with a majestic momentum in front of them.

It is said that it is close, but in fact, the distance between them is tens of thousands of zhang, but this distance is indeed very close compared to these high-level monks.

This time it was the team of the Nine Heavens Palace that appeared, and the flying boat platform was lit up one after another, all of them were monks above the Yudan Realm, and their strength should not be underestimated.

"Hey, it's almost Wanjianmen, these arrogant guys are the slowest to come out every time, I really can't stand them!" Li Lianying stopped talking nonsense with Lan Feng, looked back at them, the corners of his mouth curled, and let out a laugh.

But just as his words fell, two purple giant boats as long as flying swords suddenly appeared in the distance, and the vast sword qi diffused, sweeping the void, and even the space could not withstand this coercion, violently distorted, and the colored light overlapped, like a dream.

"Hmph, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect is still as domineering as ever, don't you know that you can't release coercion here?

As he said, bursts of colorful light immediately burst out from the side of Tianyun Mountain, like rippling water, quickly spreading, and it seemed that the next moment it was going to firmly envelop the area within a radius of hundreds of miles, blocking everything.

The two purple flying boats of the Ten Thousand Sword Gate immediately stopped releasing coercion and hovered more than a hundred miles away, not daring to leak out the slightest bit of strength.

Tianyun Mountain seemed to be psychic, and after not perceiving the other party's coercion, it stopped and did not continue to release colorful light, which also made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise everyone would suffer.

"I knew that they didn't dare to be arrogant enough to challenge the majesty of Tianyun Mountain, this mountain peak was left by Fu Zu back then, not to mention me and other psychic people, even the powerful people of Tianyi Realm would not dare to be presumptuous here, let alone cross the Thunder Pond for half a step!" Li Lianying sneered.

Among the two flying boats of the Wanjianmen, two big figures in the late psychic stage instantly appeared, one of the male cultivators with sword eyebrows and sideburns stared at Li Lianying, and said coldly: "Our Wanjianmen naturally will not challenge the majesty of Tianyun Mountain, but it is not your turn to evaluate the pervert, is your words a little too much?"

This person looks very imposing, with a sword intent, and a long sword is bound on his back.

"Jian Qi!" Li Lianying's face changed, and he didn't dare to continue to speak, as if he was extremely afraid of this person.

Lan Feng and the others were the same, looking at each other, not daring to chew their tongues.

At this moment, the teams of the eight major families also flew over one after another, and there were exactly eight flying boats, all of which were of different colors, but there were also more than a thousand Jiedan monks who appeared on the flying boat platform, and the momentum was amazing.

Each of them is led by a psychic person, although it is not as good as the four major sects, but they seem to be more united, almost clustered together, so that people dare not underestimate it.

"Fellow Daoists, I haven't seen you for many years, and I should have reminisced about the past, but see you again today, the main thing is to complete the task first, and the time is almost up, do we have to join hands to send these disciples into Tianyun Mountain, if the time is delayed, we can't bear that responsibility!" A middle-aged male cultivator in a purple robe from Jiuxiao Palace broke the silence and said unhurriedly.

"What Elder Mo Changfeng said is extremely true, let's complete the task first, so as not to have an accident!" another psychic from Hehuan Valley chimed in.

"Okay, without further ado, let's start now!" The other male cultivator of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also had no opinion, nodded and said.

Naturally, the two psychic people of the Feather Immortal Sect would not have any objections, and they both agreed, and Yun Lian took out a white cloud-shaped cyan token.

The other three sects all took out the same token and injected majestic spiritual power one after another, causing them to shoot out a beam of light at the same time, reflecting the blue color of the heavens and the earth, like a curtain of water, covering the entire sky.

Above the cyan light curtain, wisps of runes gradually appeared, densely packed, slowly turning into a magic circle-like existence, thousands of spiritual qi converged, forming a funnel-like channel in an instant, and the tip was connected with the peak of Tianyun Mountain, dazzling.

After a while, Tianyun Mountain suddenly erupted with extremely brilliant colorful light, rising into the sky, merging with the cyan light curtain above, attracting more majestic aura, all of which converged into the funnel-shaped passage, constantly strengthening its form.

In just half an hour, this passage was completely condensed, and the cyan light curtain above Tianyun Mountain had disappeared, and the large mouth at the top of the funnel was open, as if waiting for them to enter.

"It's okay, you go in, after you go to Tianyun Mountain, remember not to move, after it opens the contact with the Demon Mountain, it will naturally teleport you into the Demon Mountain, and when you get inside, you can only look at your own creation!" The blue wind of the Feather Immortal Sect suddenly transmitted a message to all the monks on this flying boat, and secretly admonished.