Now he needs to improve his strength.
And the top priority is to reach the realm of dominance.
If you can't reach the Domination Realm, then...in the East China Region, you can't be hegemony, let alone do something in the seventh heaven realm.
At this stage, his father showed the strength of the emperor and was already helping him in the town.
Lao Tzu fights Lao Tzu!
The son will fight with the son!
At this moment, Mu Yun was waiting outside the valley with Mu Yuyan.
At the same time, inside the valley.
In a built cave, a young man, now untidy in his clothes, was lying lazily on the bed.
On the side of the young man, a woman who looked plump and graceful had only a thin invisible gauze covering her body.
"What's the matter?"
Seeing Ling Shanshan entering, the young man on the bed smiled slightly.
"It was Xu You and Chu Mengqing, who were chased and killed and escaped."
"Oh……"
The young man's strange face at the moment, with a somewhat indifferent expression.
Be chased?
Dead?
In these seven violent days, it couldn't be more normal!
"Ling Jue, what are we going to leave?" Ling Shanshan looked at the two on the bed, frowning unconsciously, impatiently.
"What are you in a hurry?"
The woman on that bed stretched lazily, with a thrilling curve that made her breath uncontrollable.
"Ling Ruyue, I didn't ask you!" Ling Shan said slowly.
At this moment, the son of Ling Jue smiled and said: "Don't worry, at least we have to wait until everyone knows about it. We are a group of people, but we can't compete with Huang Shuo and Lou Yuanchu. I don't know if Bing Qingxuan will come. Yeah!"
Mention Bing Qingxuan.
Ling Jue Shengzi stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, a woman with a graceful figure, like an ice lotus, appeared in his mind.
Bing Qingxuan, known as the sage of the Ice Silkworm Palace, is of a first-class appearance, and that kind of temperament is even more unmatched by ordinary women.
When Ling Jue Shengzi thought of this, his heart moved greatly, pulling up the woman next to him, bullying himself...
Seeing this scene, Ling Shanshan raised her brow and turned to leave.
The Saint Child Lingjue of Lingxiao Divine Valley is this kind of virtue, if others know about it, I am afraid it will laugh out big teeth.
But she also had to admit that although Lingjue said that her character was not good, her talent was indeed very strong.
There are countless women in Lingxiao Divine Valley.
In the valley, more and more disciples from the Lingxiao Divine Valley gathered. In the first 20 or 30 people, there were already hundreds of people in half a month.
And they all started at the realm of the fifth stage of the realm master.
Looking at this scene, Mu Yun also understood that this time dominating the cemetery seems to be very important.
After waiting for half a month, on this day, there was a lot of movement in the valley.
The people in Lingxiao Divine Valley are ready to leave!
When Mu Yun and Mu Yuyan and his daughter saw this scene, they waited quietly.
On this day, every figure was dispatched at this moment.
At this moment, the two are also following far away.
Along the way, the large forces were neither fast nor slow. After about two or three days, they came to a plain and stopped.
Mu Yun followed far away, but did not approach.
The people in the Valley of the Spirits, scattered on the plain, continue to wait.
But within half a day, another team arrived.
The team of men is headed by a woman.
The woman wore a long Biluo skirt with silky water marks on her skirt, but her figure was slightly thin, with a slender waist that could not stand a grip.
However, his chest is quite large, his figure is convex and concave, and his standard is extremely high.
And its facial features seem to be perfectly integrated, with a bit cold and noble.
From a distance, it feels like a snowflake on the top of a mountain.
At this moment, when the Ling Jue Son saw this group of people coming, he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Bing Qingxuan, it's been a long time."
Ling Jue Shengzi smiled and said.
"Ling Jue!"
Seeing Ling Jue, the woman frowned imperceptibly and said, "You released the news that dominates the cemetery?"
"It's me!" Ling Jue said calmly.
Bing Qingxuan said again at this moment: "You let it go? Would you be so kind?"
"If there is a dominating cemetery, you are afraid that you will be the first to go in?"
The son of Ling Jue smiled at this moment: "Bing Qingxuan, I met somehow, do you look down on me like this?"
"To be honest, I was not the only one who found that place, but the people from the Heavenly Tower and Huangge also found out. I admit that I am not their opponent, so I asked for help and let out the news."
Upon hearing this, Bing Qingxuan said lightly: "It's pretty much the same."
Seeing Bing Qingxuan seem to say more unintentionally, Ling Jue did not say too much, but there was a trace of coldness in her eyes, the palms in the white robe clenched her fists tightly.
"High and low? One day it will be low and low!"
Ling Jue was cold in his heart.
At this moment, a team of people came again.
However, if you look carefully, the team of people headed by the two is different from the others, and they are different in temperament.
At this moment, Mu Yun looked at the two.
One of them had a cold expression, but it wasn't the coldness of Bing Qingxuan's temperament, but the indifference that was like a piece of steel, resisting people thousands of miles away.
At this moment, Mu Yun looked around, his expression looking a little bit.
Ninth Grade of the Lord!
The other person seemed to be very sunny.
"Xuan Yu!"
"Tianyang Mountain!"
Seeing the arrival of the two, Lingjue Shengzi smiled and said: "It seems that you are still keeping your promises, but they came very early."
Xuan Yu!
Xuan Yu of the Xuanyun Mansion of the Eastern Mountain Region, the prestigious son of heaven.
That day, Yangshan was also a favorite of the heavens in the East Mountain Domain Tianji Pavilion, and he was extremely powerful.
This time, it really gathered many arrogances in the Eastern Seven Regions.
Bing Qingxuan of Ice Silkworm Palace!
Xuan Yu of Xuan Yun Mansion.
Tianyang Mountain in Tianji Pavilion.
And the holy son of this Lingxiao God Valley, Lingjue.
The four top and powerful world masters are now the 9th Rank Tianjiao.
This Lingxiao Saint Child is surprisingly courageous, and he is so confident to inform these people.
In this way, I am afraid that there are other people who have not yet received the news, or have received the news and have not yet arrived?
Mu Yun was not in a hurry, and continued to wait!
Four Tianjiao, at this moment, hundreds of figures have gathered on this grassland.
Moreover, it is clear that the Quartet is still waiting and has no plans to leave.
Not long after, one after another figure appeared again in the void.
Those figures were all sabers beside them. When they appeared, the sword aura swept away, lingering between the heaven and the earth.
As if at this moment, the organization became a sword net.
"The people of the Blood Moon Sword Sect are here..."
The son of Ling Jue smiled at this moment: "Yue Yinyin does it every time, do you have to make such a big battle?"
As the laughter sounded, on the edge of the sky, a laugh sounded at this moment, responding: "I like to be generous, not like you, the son of infinite spirit, polite and hypocritical."
