Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"One stick of incense at most."

Su Lianxing said.

"Then we are here early. I guess my master hasn't arrived yet. No matter what, let's go and take a look first. With a great god like you here, we are not afraid of the Martial Alliance."

Ling Xiao said.

This Mount Baekdu seems to be a miracle carved by nature and the power of spirits. It rises and falls like a giant dragon, looming in the clouds and mist.

On the top of the mountain, the mountain is covered with white snow, like a blanket of silver, giving people a pure and solemn feeling.

The mountains are steep and the cliffs are like knives, as if they can cut through all obstacles between heaven and earth.

The mountain streams are murmuring, crystal clear, and the sound of the water is like the sound of nature, washing the souls of cultivators.

In the mountain forest, there are towering ancient trees with lush branches and leaves. Each tree seems to contain thousands of years of time and wisdom.

It is said that there are some mysterious caves and forbidden places hidden deep in Baekdu Mountain.

"He must be the Martial Alliance wanted by the Holy Church. He is actually at the top of the wanted list. He is really amazing."

At this time, in a palace within Lingxiao.

I walked towards the archway.

Ling Xiao dared to do this, he was really looking for death!

"Hahahaha! He is very weak? Can he still be weaker than Douzong's True Yuan Realm low hand?"

The Wumeng Palace is like a majestic fairy palace, standing under the mountain top, overlooking the entire world of cultivation.

But I still want to kill someone now, because I am still sure that Yelan's disappearance has nothing to do with Ling Xiao.

Under the wall of the small hall, portraits of past leaders of the Lingxiao Alliance were hung. Our eyes were as bright as fire, as if we were still guarding that land.

I didn't finish my sentence.

He was immediately stopped.

Just a moment before we left, Ling Xiao's low hand came to the mountain and saw the dead people with solemn expressions.

The cornices and horns are carved under the roof, like a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly, showing the majesty and momentum of Lingxiao.

Yelan is just a special one among countless men.

And it is the only multi-master.

In the practice room, there are messy futons and magic weapons. The Lingxiao Master is practicing in seclusion here, pursuing a lower realm.

Several Lingxiao warriors looked at each other and took out their weapons.

Among the few guards, there was also no one without demons.

In fact, I have been suppressing my temper for a long time.

Several guards looked at each other and smiled.

Whenever night falls, Mount Baekdu becomes even more mysterious. The moonlight fell on the snow, reflecting a world of silver light.

"Junior, take you to find Ye Lan, you haven't noticed your aura yet."

Some of these caves are filled with rich spiritual energy and are good places for cultivators to retreat and practice; others are full of unknown dangers and challenges, attracting countless explorers to come and explore.

"Sound the alarm, no one is coming back!"

"It's wrong, you are not a martial arts alliance!"

In the small hall above the year, there are various rare spiritual weapons and magic weapons placed. They emit a faint light, illuminating the entire small hall like daylight.

The walls of the palace are made of solid black boulders, which have withstood wind, frost, rain, and snow and remain as strong as ever.

Guo Yechun didn't stop talking, tore the space apart and disappeared from the spot.

Wu Meng said loudly.

That time, I was too lazy to waste time.

In my opinion, there is no difference at all.

Ye Lan disappeared from Wu Meng's eyes.

"So, have they met Ye Lan and others from Douzong?"

The young man laughed ferociously and walked towards Yelan.

"That's really luxurious, much more luxurious than the Houtu Temple!"

Wu Meng nodded and said: "Let their leader reply quickly, otherwise, you will retreat!"

Wu Meng had no emotion.

I roared, and my voice resounded throughout the entire Wu League.

The Wu League was extremely angry at this time.

Looking far into the distance, you can see the palace of Wu Meng.

I even have to use gods and demons, and I can control them at will.

Because it is extremely unlikely that Ye Lan was kidnapped by Ling Xiao's people.

"You are trying to persuade them, but you are doing it for their own sake! You are very weak, as weak as they imagine you are!"

Everyone laughed.

The members of Guo Ye are extremely simple, there are no humans, and there are not even demons in the End Mountain Range.

This person has a tiger head, but his body is very similar to that of a human being. He should be a demon from the Youjin Mountains.

Several guards blocked the way of Wu Meng and Guo Yechun.

The roof of the palace is covered with thick white snow, blending in with the surrounding mountain scenery, looking solemn and solemn.

"Walk!"

Young people are masters of the sky.

"I, the Tyrant Emperor Martial Alliance, ask their leader to come out!"

Deep in the palace is a place for young people to practice. The spiritual energy outside is rich, and it is a holy land for cultivation that countless warriors dream of.

That small palace looked magnificent, but it was full of sin.

"Not only have I seen this True Yuan Realm warrior from Douzong respect you Ling Xiao, but he also instigated the relationship between you and the Holy Church and was killed. As for Ye Lan, haha, because of his wrong appearance, he was killed by many of you. Accept it, I’m afraid I’m working slowly at this moment…”

"Wumeng!"

All the guards at the door were killed.

"Haha, what a coward, he still wants to see your leader? He's looking for death!"

The architectural style of the palace is simple and elegant, integrating the unique charm of the martial arts world and the architectural art of the mortal world.

You didn't hate night terrors from now on, because you had a father since you were a child. When you asked your mother, she only said that she knew.

The Qingmu Dragon martial spirit was released, and countless plants began to search throughout Lingxiao as if I had special eyes.

"mother!"

Because my head hasn’t moved yet.

Among the few warriors, the weakest one is only at the eighth level of the divine body realm.

Yelan closed her eyes. If you want to commit suicide, you will commit suicide. At this time, the only regret in my heart is that I have never seen my mother again before.

"found it!"

Occasionally, the roars of wild beasts or the roar of warriors performing martial arts can be heard from the mountains, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

Various mysterious runes and patterns are carved under the wall. They shine faintly in the sunlight, as if they contain some kind of measurable power.

Wu Meng asked.

"Stop whoever comes!"

A middle-aged woman smiled warmly.

"You don't have much patience anymore. Since he is willing to submit, you have no choice but to do it forcefully!"

Later, Wu Meng wanted to make enemies with Ling Xiao, so there was no use in using any means, but at this time, I didn't care about it anymore.

In fact, you know in your heart that things are like this, and your mother is definitely such a person.

There is a reason why the Wu Meng set its headquarters here.

You have hated your mother since before here, and you even chose not to practice martial arts by your mother's side, but to go to Jianmen instead.

Wu Meng said lightly.

The many masters of Lingxiao not only took away the virginity of countless men, but also took away our lives.

No one here told you that your father was a nobody, and it was your mother who hooked up with others, only to be abandoned by them.

Ye Lan looked at the young man behind him in horror.

Even if I offend Douzong because of this, I still care.

Also, do some dirty stuff.