In the flash of the blue light, a palm-sized ice-blue token was suspended in front of Zhou Nan, which was the token given by Nangong Zhengchang. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The token trembled a few times, and Nangong Zhengchang's voice came from inside, "The appointed time has come, come to the Battle Pavilion quickly!"

"Has it finally arrived? Hmph, the external soul body, just let me Zhou Nan see, what is so powerful about you!" Putting away the ice blue token, Zhou Nan's eyes narrowed, and he laughed coldly: "Stay in the house, don't go out casually, I'll talk about it when I come back!"

With a wave of his sleeves, he put a storage bag on the table, and Zhou Nan didn't delay any longer, so he opened the formation and went out of the house.

After a while, Ying Qingliu ran out of the room, only to find that Zhou Nan had already disappeared.

With a sweep of her beautiful eyes, Ying Qingliu grabbed the storage bag on the table.

After a brief inspection, I found that it not only contained a large amount of food, but also a lot of materials and treasures.

Pursed his lips, although the storage bag was very small, but somehow, Ying Qingliu felt very heavy, and his heart was in a panic...

Along the way, Zhou Nan was very low-key, full speed, and after more than a quarter of an hour's work, he came to the front of the giant battle pavilion.

Flipping his hand and taking out the ice blue token, Zhou Nan glanced at it, and embedded it in a card slot at the top of the gate. The moment the token was in place, a 'buzz' sound came, and the dazzling blue light flashed, and a blue vortex with a diameter of about a foot was condensed.

Zhou Nan put away the token, raised his feet and stepped into the whirlpool, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

After Zhou Nan left, the whirlpool collapsed in an instant.

The field of vision in front of him changed, and when Zhou Nan's feet sank and he stood still, he looked at it and found that Nangong was sitting on the innermost main seat in a silver robe, with a solemn face.

Beside him, there were three powerful old men standing on the left and right.

The old man on the right, ruined, disheveled, unkempt, holding a huge wine gourd in his hand, pouring it non-stop, it was the old man who drank wine.

The two people on the right, one with white hair and one on the verge of death, are Nangong Ye, the co-elder of the Holy Court, who had appeared at the Holy Maiden's Marriage Ceremony.

As for the other person, he had black hair, but a face that was unexpectedly old.

His eyes flickered over Nangong Ye and the old man of wine, and Zhou Nan carefully looked at the black-haired old man for a moment, and was suddenly shocked.

Amazingly, this old man's body was constantly rippling with a strange cold aura, which actually had the effect of devouring divine thoughts.

Secretly smacking his tongue, Zhou Nan didn't delay any longer, stepped forward, and said respectfully, "Senior Zhou Nan, meet Lord Taizu, the three seniors." ”

Regarding Zhou Nan's greetings, Nangong Zhengbian only nodded symbolically, while the three old men were unmoved.

"Okay, just a kind word. This agreement with Chihai is related to whether our Northern Drifting Snow Palace can calm the great plan of the outbreak of the Heavenly Burial Pit, and it must not be lost. Boy, Ben Taizu is too lazy to talk nonsense with you, if you lose, you should know what the result is. ”

Nangong Zhengchang's eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as he spoke, he was full of undoubted domineering, no different from other heroes.

"The juniors understand. ”

Zhou Nan's heart suddenly burst and nodded vigorously, but under the sharp turn of his thoughts, he had already begun to think about the reason why Nangong was changing his posture.

"Could it be that in this short ten days, what happened to the burial pit in the sky?"

"Good. Don't blame Ben Taizu for his bad attitude, this time the competition between you and the forty-seven daughters of the Demon Jiao King is extremely dangerous. The power of the external soul body, you must know it in your heart. If you are not defeated, even if Ben Taizu is a guarantor, you may not be able to come back alive. Some words, it is better to make them clear as soon as possible, and when you get to the battlefield, you will feel resentful and tired and slack. Nangong Zheng said coldly.

Zhou Nan didn't answer, just lowered his head, his eyes flickering.

But in his heart, he scolded Nangong Zhengbian half to death.

You must know that these words, when he was in Wuchi Mountain before, Nangong Zhengbian did not say them.

It's only now that I mentioned that the raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice, and I can't go back on it, it's really insidious!

Everything that should be said was said, and Nangong Zhengchang would not take into account Zhou Nan's feelings, so he immediately waved his sleeves and announced his departure.

After half a cup of tea, the teleportation pavilion on the west side of the Eight Palaces Holy City flashed, and a huge ice-blue flying boat of more than ten zhang rushed out.

The flying boat is fusiformal, with smooth lines, and the surface is covered with palm-sized blue scales, and the cold light is bursting, flickering and uncertain.

After the flying boat appeared, the blue light around him flashed, and he ignored the heavy snow in the sky, turned into a crystal filament, and headed west.

The place in the boat is spacious, but Zhou Nan is not easy.

At this moment, he was being taken into the secret room by the black-haired old man for special training.

This old man's name is Ji Changkong, the descendant of the Ji family, the second elder of the Holy Court, and his cultivation is profound, and his strength is second only to Nangong Ye.

In addition, Nangong Ye is more than a hundred years old, and he is still quite young in the Holy Court, after Nangong Ye abdicates, he will take his place and be good at the secret art of divine souls.

Although Zhou Nan had already found the phaseless mud, it could narrow the gap between it and the external soul body to a certain extent. But Nangong Zhengbian was not at ease, and deliberately pulled Ji Changkong out of the retreat, so that on the way to the westbound mountain, he added another layer of insurance.

In the secret room, Zhou Nan and Ji Changkong sat cross-legged face to face, and their expressions were solemn.

Ji Chang held a heavy but yellowish and dilapidated ancient book in his empty hand, pointed to the rows of ghost-like things on it, and constantly instilled in Zhou Nan the knowledge of the secret art of the divine soul.

Zhou Nan's brows were tightly locked, and a thoughtful look crossed his face from time to time, mobilizing all his thoughts, and temporarily clinging to his feet...

Westbound Mountain, the west foot of Yunling is adjacent to the first largest mountain along the ice sea, the mountain is 3,000 zhang high, the whole body is verdant and dripping, compared with the silvery Iceland, it is incompatible. The mountains are steep and strange, with flowers and trees, and they are very lush. But the strange thing is that there is not a single living thing.

In addition to the immovable life, it is undoubtedly a mountain of death.

It's like the beautiful scenery in the painting, and the mirror flowers and water moon at the end are not real.

The west side of the mountain is slightly gentle, stretching into the depths of the ice sea, I don't know how much.

The icy cold wave constantly lapped the rocks, and over time, at the foot of the mountain, a pebble beach was formed for dozens of miles.

The fist-sized rocks on the beach are densely packed and dotted.

At this moment, on this gray pebble beach covered with a layer of fine ice chips, five figures stand with the wind, and the breath is long and majestic.

First, there were two figures shrouded in a piece of blood and a cloud of black mist, the blood was fierce and violent, and the black fog was mysterious and weird. The figures of the two flickered, exuding two very different auraes. As soon as the cold wind approached the two of them, it instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Behind the two, two men and one woman stood.

A man with reddish skin and a strange and handsome face is the little Jiaowang.

The other man was covered in a wide black robe, leaving only two bloodshot eyes, which were exposed, and from time to time, bursts of fierce light flashed.

Although both of them had strong breaths, they were standing slightly behind the woman.

This woman has a bewitching face and snowy skin. A long blood-red hair, coiled in the back of his head. He wears a blue breastplate on his upper body, a blood-colored skirt on his bottom, and knee-high crystal boots on his feet. The white neck, soft arms, water snake waist, and slender long legs are all exposed, exuding a different kind of temptation.

What's even more incredible is that this woman's delicate body is also inscribed with a colorful peacock.

The wide tail of the finch stretches out, centered on its waist, and spreads to all parts of the body, like a colorful gauze garment, beautiful.

"Xuan Qi, you have to keep in mind what I said, this battle is very crucial, and there must be no room for error!" the blood-colored figure said suddenly.

Hearing this, the blood-haired girl frowned slightly, and still spoke in disbelief, "Father, is that person really that terrible?"

"Yes, it's absolutely terrible for you. Although I only glanced at it that day, this son gave me a strange feeling that I couldn't fathom. And what he exposed was just a doppelganger, and the body didn't know where to hide. Your external soul body is powerful, but you can't find the enemy's body, and there is nothing you can do about it. Nangong Zhengchang's guy is very cunning, and he must have taken a fancy to this, so he let this son fight. What you have to do is to follow the plan, first probe, find out his essence, and then make a final decision!"

"Hearing my father's emphasis, I became even more curious about that person. Rest assured, my father, I will defeat him. I've never lost, I haven't done it before, and I won't be able to do it in the future, I'm Demon Xuanqi will do what I say!" said the blood-haired girl's eyes flashed.

Seeing that the blood-haired girl was so confident, the little Jiaowang on the side snorted lightly, and said disdainfully, "Forty-seventh sister is really confident." But I'm an older brother, so I still have to warn you. If you're so careless, you're going to lose the fight. ”

"I don't have to worry about this matter, the little sister has her own measure. The blood-haired girl smiled coldly and said without looking back, "Moreover, losers are not qualified to talk about anything." In vain, my father entrusted you with such an important task, but you stupidly ruined a big thing for the sake of a momentary battle of will. Otherwise, how can there be any trouble now? It is you, not me, who should be introspected. ”

"You?" Xiao Jiaowang's face flashed with anger, but he was glanced at by the blood-colored figure, so he had to obediently close his mouth.

"Boom..."

The black-robed man on the side, except for the only wicked smile, did not say anything else, which looked very weird.

As for the figure shrouded in the black mist alongside the Demon Jiao King, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, and was very quiet.

Time flies by, and in a flash, most of the day is a thing of the past.

Inside the flying boat, as the black-haired old man closed the ancient book in his hand, Zhou Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Putting away the ancient books, the black-haired old man looked at Zhou Nan strangely.

After resting for a while, Zhou Nan noticed Ji Changkong's gaze, and said with a slight frown, "Is there anything wrong with the seniors?"

Ji Changkong shook his head, and as soon as his face turned different, he stood up, opened the formation, and walked out. It wasn't until there was only one back left that a faint voice floated into Zhou Nan's ears, "Xiaoyou has a good talent, you can talk to the old man in the future." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Nan was slightly stunned, smiled, and put the matter behind him for the time being.

After taking a few deep breaths and relieving his tired mind slightly, Zhou Nan frowned, and quickly savored what he had learned in the past half a day, which was really wonderful.

After a long time, when Zhou Nan felt his body slammed, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Nangong's changing voice came, "It's here!"

With a slight movement in his expression, Zhou Nan stood up, moved for a moment, pressed the storage bag on his waist, and walked out.

Outside, the Demon Jiao King and the others raised their heads at that time, only to see a bright blue light circling around the westbound mountain quickly, and in a few flashes, it landed on the beach a hundred zhang away. Lan Mang flowed for a while, and from inside the boat, five figures walked out in turn.

Nangong Zhengchang took the lead, the old man Nangong Ye Ji Changkong followed side by side, and Zhou Nan walked alone at the end.

After moving forward for dozens of feet, Nangong Zhengchang stood still, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he landed on the Demon Jiao King and the black figure.