Fantasy: Create a secret list at the beginning!

"Seeking a chance?"

the elders of the Qinglin Holy Land looked at each other with a confused expression.

An elder asked.

"Holy Lord, we Qinglin Holy Land don't lack anything, why should we ask for chance?"

"That's right, that day the Machine Pavilion Lord has an extraordinary background and is very mysterious, it's better for such a person to have less contact!" "

Holy Lord think twice!" The

Holy Lord of Qinglin Holy Land looked at many elders and said with a smile.

"Haven't you seen it yet

?" "What do you see?"

"Of course, the pattern of this Wild Holy Land is about to change!" Qinglin Holy

Lord said leisurely: "Yun Feiyang openly took the initiative against the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, if the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Master was killed, it would be forgotten!" "But it was the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Master who easily defeated Yun Feiyang,

do you know what this means!"

That is to say, the Cloud Heaven Holy Land and the Heavenly Machine Pavilion are no longer dying!If I were the Lord of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, I would be very angry now, and I wanted to destroy the Cloud Heaven Holy Land!"

Hearing the words of the Qinglin Holy Lord, the eyes of many elders suddenly lit up.

"That's right, if I were the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Master, I would definitely not let go

of the Cloud Sky Holy Land!" "With the power displayed by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Master

, wouldn't it be easy to destroy a Cloud Sky Holy Land!" "The Cloud Sky Holy Son has already hung up, if Yun Feiyang dies again, wouldn't it mean that the Cloud Sky Holy Land has no dragons and no leader? This is a big piece of fat meat!" A

smug smile appeared on the face of the Qinglin Holy Lord.

"That's right, the current Yuntian Holy Land is just a big piece of fat meat, even if Yun Feiyang doesn't die, he will definitely be seriously injured

!" "Such a terrifying Heavenly Machine Pavilion Lord, if we can get in touch with each other, then this piece of fat meat is not ours!"

"Devouring the Yuntian Holy Land, the strength of our Qinglin Holy Land will skyrocket, then ......"

Although the words of the Qinglin Holy Lord were not finished, the meaning of the words was clear to everyone.

Originally, all the Holy Lands had roughly the same strength, and they were even more afraid of each other.

But now that one holy place has been destroyed, it is equivalent to indirectly enhancing the strength of another holy place.

The moment the balance of power is broken, it is the day of the demise of the other holy lands.

No one is a fool, and if they can't even figure this out, then they can't become the elders of a holy land.

"Do you understand it now?That day the Machine Pavilion was the closest to our Qinglin Holy Land, which means that the building near the water was the first to get the moon, what are you waiting for, go!" The Qinglin Holy

Lord was also a figure, and flew up directly.

Many elders followed.

The Qinglin Holy Land is thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, but for the monks who can control the sky, this is not a matter at all, and in less than a moment, the people of the Qinglin Holy Land have already come to the sky above the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

Looking at the traces left by the Great War around Tianji Pavilion, the Qinglin Holy Lord and the others suddenly gasped.

The torn earth, the broken flowers and trees, and the scattered aura wafting in the air.

Just looking at it with the naked eye is already creepy.

"What a terrifying battlefield

!" "This kind of power is not something we can withstand

at all!" "Not only us, but even the monks of the Fake Immortal Realm are certain to die

!" "In other words, the Heavenly Pavilion Master has at least the cultivation of the True Immortal Realm! That is a real immortal!" The

Qinglin Holy Lord waved his big hand and said, "It's all guessed, cheer me up, be respectful

!" "Obey!"

Many of the elders of the Qinglin Holy Land had straight faces.

Then, under the leadership of the Holy Lord of Qinglin, he came to the door of Tianji Pavilion.

At a glance, they saw the plaque standing on top of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

"If you know astronomy and geography, you will know five hundred years before and five hundred years later!"

If it was before the outbreak of the Great War, then everyone, including the Holy Lord of Qinglin, would have scoffed.

But now, they are more respectful, and even have a little trepidation.

"The Lord of the Qinglin Holy Land asks to see the Lord of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion

!" "Please come in!"

a clear and elegant voice came out.

Then the door of the Tianji Pavilion slowly opened.

A purple gauze will set off the perfect figure just right.

Lin Wan'er bowed slightly.

"Master let you in!" The

eyes of the Lord of the Qinglin Holy Land shrank slightly.

"Lin Wan'er, who is ranked twelfth on the Tianjiao List!" He

had already investigated, Lin Wan'er was born in a small sect in a reckless land.

Compared to the Holy Land, she was not a genius, before entering the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, she was just an ordinary Jindan stage monk who could no longer be ordinary.

Such a monk is placed in the Qinglin Holy Land, that is, the existence of burning fire and miscellaneous.

However, Lin Wan'er's cultivation is now a thousand miles in a day, and she has surpassed all the Holy Land Holy Sons at once, and has reached the twelfth position on the Tianjiao List.

No,

it can even be said that it has reached the eleventh place.

Because the Holy Son of Yuntian had fallen, Lin Wan'er automatically advanced by one place.

And the Qinglin Holy Son, who was cultivated by the Qinglin Holy Land with concentrated resources, didn't even make the Tianjiao list.

can turn a little stone into gold, this mysterious Heavenly Machine Pavilion Lord shows his extraordinaryness and strength everywhere.

The Holy Lord of Qinglin took a breath and became even more frightened.

"Please Miss Wan'er lead the way!" Lin Wan'er

nodded.

If she was still the little monk before, then in the face of these holy land lords, it should be herself who is honestly afraid.

Everything was brought by Chen Xuan.

After entering the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, the Qinglin Holy Lord saw Chen Xuan sitting on the chair at a glance.

Although he was shocked by Chen Xuan's age, the Qinglin Holy Lord also knew it in his heart.

In the world of monks, age can deceive.

Many ancient monsters have practiced the technique of rejuvenation, and they can't be seen from the outside.

The most famous is a guy who calls himself an ageless urchin.

From the outside, he only looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old, but in fact the guy was already three or four hundred years old.

I don't know how much power, deceived by his appearance, and finally ruined in the hands of the ageless naughty.

"The Lord of the Qinglin Holy Land sees the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Immortals!" The Qinglin Holy Lord

waved his hand, and the two elders held a pile of treasures and respectfully put them on the table.

All saint-grade treasures, and the grade is not low.

Chen Xuan's heart burst into laughter.

As soon as they met, they took out such a heavy gift, it seems that the opportunity they asked for was not shallow.

While ordering Lin Wan'er to put away the treasures, he said with a smile: "The Holy Lord is polite, please take a seat!"

The Holy Lord of Qinglin sat down and looked at the Tianji Pavilion slightly, a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

"I'm ashamed to say it, my Qinglin Holy Land and Tianji Pavilion are so close to each other, and I don't dare to be neighbors with

immortals!" "This Tianji Pavilion looks ordinary, but it reveals the mysteries of the Great Dao everywhere, it is really extraordinary, and only immortals like this can live here!"

Chen Xuan smiled.

"The Holy Lord has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" The Holy Lord

of Qinglin looked straight and said, "Okay, then I'm not welcome!"