In the secret realm of the meteor, time is like darkness.
Ye Xuan is not in a hurry to leave. The power of stars and ancient spiritual energy contained in this ancient secret realm are the perfect nutrients for tempering your cultivation and laying a solid foundation.
He returned to the Seven Stars Sword Sect ruins with Chu Wan'er and Xu Linglong, borrowed the remaining seven-star aura and Divine Martial Emperor Stele Tao marks from the medicine garden, and began a long retreat.
Within Small Tower Space, thirty times Time Flow Rate operates quietly.
One year outside, thirty years in the tower.
Ji Youxuan After thoroughly refining "Emperor Rhyme Ice Heart Bamboo", the frost and cold poison accumulated in the body for thousands of years was finally resolved.
Her Frost Silence Emperor Blood has completely awakened, her cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of Supreme Earth Sovereign, the frost path around her body is flowing perfectly, and her combat power is comparable to Half-step Heavenly Venerable.
On this day, she stood in front of the ruined monument in the medicine garden, Frost Blue's long hair fluttering in the gentle breeze of spiritual energy.
"Are you leaving?" Ye Xuan opened his eyes while practicing.
"Yeah." Ji Youxuan nodded, turned to him with icy eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Lineage sent a message that there is something unusual outside the ice field, I need to go back and take charge."
She paused, her voice still cold, but less distant. "I have passed the secret method of the clan to pass the news that you and sister Wan'er are in Huanzhou to Su Bingyan. She is still in retreat in the Cold Nether Imperial Clan's ancestral land. Knowing that you are well, she should be less worried."
Chu Wan'er stepped forward and gently held her cold hand. "Sister, take care. True Dragon Competition, we will see you again."
Ji Youxuan said "hmm", but his eyes fell back on Ye Xuan's face.
In those eyes that were always covered with frost, there was a rare trace of a faint ripple.
Finally, she tilted her head slightly and her voice was as thin as a gnat, but her words were clear:
"I... will be on True Dragon Competition, waiting for Brother Ye Xuan..."
"Junlin Northern Region."
As soon as she finished speaking, even she was stunned for a moment, and her ears turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Xuan was suddenly shocked.
These words coming from the mouth of Ji Youxuan are far more heart-pounding than the tender love words of Chu Wan'er or Xu Linglong.
The first clear spring that flows down when the snow-capped mountains melt for thousands of years is always particularly refreshing and moving.
He stood up, walked to her, and nodded solemnly:
"At that time, I will go to the ice field in person."
"Asking for marriage."
Ji Youxuan's delicate body trembled slightly, and she raised her head sharply. A trace of panic flashed in her ice eyes, but what was more, there was some kind of indescribable crystal luster.
She didn't dare to look at Ye Xuan anymore, turned around in a hurry, and just said "I'm leaving" before turning into a streak of Frost Blue light and fleeing out of the secret realm.
Xu Linglong covered her lips and smiled softly, "Sister Youxuan... you are so shy."
Chu Wan'er also smiled, "It's not easy to get her to say such things."
Ye Xuan looked at the figure disappearing at the entrance of the secret realm, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
The frost melts and spring flowers bloom.
This feeling... isn't bad at all.
There is no time in the tower.
It has been another year and a half since Ji Youxuan left.
Time passes in the outside world, and in the secret realm, the three Ye Xuan have been in seclusion for seventy years.
When the last ray of star aura was completely refined, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
In his eyes, the seven-colored lightning was as restrained as an abyss, and the aura around his body was as concentrated as a mountain. His cultivation had reached the peak of Xuanzun!
We are only one step away from the realm of earthly respect.
What is even more astonishing is that the silver-purple eighth emperor thunder deep in his Sea of Qi has now condensed into a three-foot-long complete thunder dragon phantom. Although it has not completely turned into a physical emperor thunder, it has been able to manifest according to his thoughts, and its power is comparable to that of Earth Lord's later full-strength strike!
"Nine Dragon Sky Prison Seal·The fourth seal - Broken Star, has been completed."
He raised his hand to hold it empty, and there was a faint feeling of stars shattering in his palm, and the terrifying rhythm of the void was reconstructed.
The power of this seal has faintly touched the threshold of Tianzun!
And the biggest reward is the broken ancient tripod hanging over Sea of Qi!
Arid Heaven Cauldron.
After seventy years of nourishment, he used his own Emperor Blood as a guide to continuously smelt the star gold and ancient spiritual materials collected in the secret realm into the cauldron, and repaired it with the help of a fragment of the imperial law remaining in Divine Martial Emperor Stele.
Although this Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon is still full of cracks, it can barely move!
Even if it can only activate one ten thousandth of its power... it is enough to kill Tianzun!
"Husband."
Chu Wan'er also ended his training.
The former Longevity Emperor's Blood is perfect, and its cultivation is stable in the middle stage of earth respect;
"It's time to leave seclusion." Ye Xuan stood up, flicked his sleeves and moved all the remaining ancient medicines in the medicine garden into Little Pagoda.
Right now!
"Brother Ye Xuan!"
Xu Linglong suddenly rushed in from outside the tower, with a rare trace of panic on his pretty face:
"Huanzhou has changed! Zhu Teng Imperial Clan... has taken action!"
"They have endured for more than two years, but finally they couldn't hold it any longer and gathered tens of thousands of monks to attack Huanfeng City!"
Chu Wan'er's eyes turned cold. "It seems that they want to completely eliminate all unstable factors around Qinglinzhou before True Dragon Competition. The rumors about us in Huanzhou in the past two years have probably made them sleepless and uneasy."
Ye Xuan heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes:
"I wanted them to live a few more days..."
"Since you are in a hurry to die."
He stepped out Little Pagoda, and his voice was like eternal ice:
"Then it will be fulfilled for them."
Half a month later.
Huanfeng City Outside, dark clouds are covering the city.
Tens of thousands of the Zhu Teng Imperial Clan monks were like locusts covering the sun, arranged in ten battle formations, and surrounded the entire pass.
In the battle formation, flags were flying, and each flag was embroidered with ferocious bloody vine patterns, twisting and howling in the wind like living animals.
On top of the city, Xu Linfeng and Lie Wuhui stand side by side.
Behind the two people were all the remaining elites of the Xu family and Burning Flame Family, only three thousand in number, and most of them were injured. The light curtain of the city defense formation was full of cracks, and was flickering under the continuous bombardment of spells outside the city, as if it would completely collapse at any time.
"Xu Linfeng!"
In the center of the battle formation outside the city, an old man wearing a dark green rattan robe with white beard and hair jumped into the air.
His name is Zhu Qiong, Zhu Teng Imperial Clan, the third elder, and his cultivation level is, Half-step Heavenly Venerable!
At this moment, behind him, a 50,000-foot-tall Crimson Sky Blood Vine Dharma Image appeared, its vine body coiled like a red dragon, covering the sky and the sun!
The coercion emanating from the Dharma image was like a mountain and a prison, causing many monks with lower cultivation levels in the city to kneel to the ground, with blood oozing from their mouths and noses!
"Two years."
Zhu Qiong's voice is old, but it is playful like a cat playing with a mouse:
"Where is the so-called 'imperial family backer' of your Xu family?"
"Could it be that... it's just nothing, just making up the truth?"
Xu Linfeng gritted his teeth, held on for a breath, and sneered, "Zhu Qiong Old dog, if you retreat now, you might still be able to leave a complete corpse. When our clan Imperial Son comes... you will all be wiped out!"
"Imperial Son? Hahahaha!"
Zhu Qiong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his laughter full of sarcasm:
"Xu Linfeng, Xu Linfeng, you dare to speak harshly even when you are about to die!"
"In the past two years, our clan has already found out that the main line of your Xu family has too much time to take care of itself, and there is no one to help you! As for the so-called 'Imperial clan backer'... If it really exists, why didn't you dare to show up for two years?!"
His laughter stopped suddenly, his eyes filled with murderous intent:
"Today, I will tear apart your lies with my own hands!"
"Raze Huanfeng City and sacrifice the blood of our fallen descendants!"
The moment he finished speaking, the 50,000-meter blood vine statue behind Zhu Qiong suddenly stretched out its nine trunks, like nine world-destroying demonic dragons, and slammed them down towards the city defense formation!
Every vine shadow is entangled with the Tianzun-level wood law. Wherever it passes, the void breaks apart, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth escapes crazily!
Everyone in the city looked pale.
If this blow falls... the formation will be broken!
Xu Linfeng and Lie Wuhui looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.
Fight!
However, at the moment when the nine blood vines were about to touch the light screen of the formation!
"Noisy."
A voice as calm as Jiutian Startling Thunder suddenly came from the sky!
The sound was not loud, but it seemed to contain supreme majesty, instantly overwhelming all the fighting and roaring on the battlefield!
Zhu Qiong's pupils shrank suddenly and he raised his head suddenly!
I saw a silver stream of light tearing apart the clouds in the distant sky, like a meteor falling from the world, arriving in an instant!
The light dispersed, revealing three figures.
The leader, Xunxun in white clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and he looked down at the army below like ants.
Exactly!
Ye Xuan!