Start Chasing the Goddess From Douluo

The senior leaders of the sect kept silent about this matter, because they also knew that others were not allowed to sleep beside the couch, and the emperor's house was full of suspicion, and they had long been accustomed to this.

As long as the Misty Cloud Sect doesn't collapse for a day, then the legion at the foot of the mountain will never dare to make the slightest change.

No dynasty of the Jia Ma Empire dared to attack the Misty Cloud Sect, because they all knew very well that a single stab at this super hornet's nest would turn the world upside down

The Yunlan Sect was built on Yunlan Mountain, and Yunlan Mountain is only a few dozen miles away from the imperial capital. The distance between the two is very close, like two giants confronting each other.

At this time, Wang Kun felt a person, Xiao Yan, who was walking on the road leading to the Misty Cloud Sect.

Although Xiao Yan had been waiting for three years for this day, he did not use Ziyun Wing to rush on his way, but instead walked at a leisurely pace.

Facing the snow-white mountain peak that pierces into the sky at the end of the line of sight, he was dressed in a black robe and carried a huge ruler, like an ascetic.

Indeed, this time, Xiao Yan was really suffering. Forget it, Wang Kun knew Xiao Yan very well. He would never suffer himself. Guang, by the way, there is also Zi Yan, forget it, don't worry about it.

Among the crowd of Jialan Academy thousands of miles away, Wang Kun locked on a little Dou Wang little loli. Made a space imprint and Doudi protective cover on her body.

Wang Kun was at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the princess hugged Nalan Yanran, sealing her strength from a beginner's fighting saint to the peak strength of a nine-star fighting master.

And on the unobstructed Yunlanzong road, the young man in black robe walked slowly, the huge black ruler behind him was extremely eye-catching.

On the road, occasionally passing carriages and horses will cast surprised glances one after another, but Xiao Yan seems to have never heard of these gazes, and his steps are neither light nor heavy, even if the weight of the Xuanzhong ruler is enough to make anyone People who first came into contact with it were horrified.

Xiao Yan took one step at a time. Take it easy. Although it was a thin figure. But it is surprisingly calm and free and easy.

This is a quiet walk. For Xiao Yan. It's not useless. When just leaving the city gate. That's because it's not long since he broke through the Great Fighter. A trace of breath is always overflowing from the body. It made passers-by involuntarily stay away from Xiao Yan's side.

That breath is oppressive. It's not that these fighters and even passers-by who don't even have a fight can resist.

Along the way. up to now. Xiao Yan's breath was overflowing outside his body. It has penetrated into the depths of the body bit by bit. look again. Except for the huge ruler behind. There is no longer any abnormality.

When the sun that broke through the constraints of the horizon slowly climbed to the sky. Xiao Yan finally stopped. Stand on a slope. Looking at the foot of the huge mountain at the end of the line of sight. Location at the foot of the mountain.

Huge barracks. Appears rollingly on flat grass. Look through those white tents. Some soldiers could be faintly seen practicing.

"Sure enough, as others said. The Jia Ma royal family is under Yunlan Mountain. They have stationed an elite army." Looking away. Xiao Yan shook his head. Go down the slope. Follow the road. Walk slowly towards the foot of the mountain.

Although the barracks here are extremely heavily guarded, there is no obstacle to passers-by who want to go up the mountain, so Xiao Yan was just casually glanced around by the eyes of a few soldiers standing guard by the roadside, and then went along very easily. Follow the avenue and climb up the foot of the mountain.

As the lush colors began to appear on both sides, the sound of soldiers practicing in their ears gradually dissipated, and when he raised his head slightly, he appeared in front of Xiao Yan. It was the bluestone steps that spread to the end of his sight. At first glance, it looked like a ladder to the sky.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Yan raised his head and stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for an unknown number of years. His eyes slowly closed, and there seemed to be a faint sound of swords whistling.

From the end of the stone steps, it is passed down crisply, echoing quietly in the mountains and forests, like the chimes of bells, which is fascinating.

The silence lasted for a while, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, patted the mysterious ruler behind him, stepped lightly, and finally landed firmly on the slightly damp ancient stone steps. , officially arrived!

The moment his footsteps landed, Xiao Yan could feel that his soul seemed to be exhaling the breath that had been suppressed for three years at this moment.

An inexplicable emotion filled his chest, but Xiao Yan's footsteps still maintained that uniform speed, his eyes were fixed on the end of the stone steps he jumped over one by one, his sight seemed to penetrate the obstacles of space , I saw the woman sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. . .

Although Nalan Yanran was still so tired, she fell asleep, after all, it was half a year.

At this time, Wang Kun was supporting Nalan Yanran's Jiao with his fighting spirit. '' body, while constantly waking her up.

"Nalan Yanran..." His mouth moved slightly, and the name calmly and with some other emotions quietly spit out from Xiao Yan's mouth.

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At the end of the long stone steps, there are clouds and mist. After the clouds and mist, there is a huge square. The square is completely paved with monolithic boulders, which looks simple and grand, and is located in the center of the square.

A huge stone tablet stands majestically. On the stone tablet, the lives of the previous suzerains of the Yunlan Sect and those who have made great contributions to the sect are recorded.

Looking around the square, at this time, there are nearly a thousand people sitting cross-legged on it. These people are sitting in a semicircle. Without exception, they are all dressed in moon-white robes. , drifting in the wind, like a living thing, faintly holding some faint sword intent.

At the top of the square, there are some towering steps and stone seats. The steps gradually go up, and the age increases as you go up. The stone platform on the highest floor is currently empty and no one is sitting.

Underneath, are a dozen or so old men in white robes sitting cross-legged, eyes closed and meditating. Although these old men don't have the slightest characteristic on the surface.

But the robe on the body is like steel, no matter how the wind blows, it will not move at all, but it makes people know in their hearts that these old people are not simple!

Below these old men in white robes, there is a single stone step, a woman in a moon robe and dress, her eyes are slightly closed, the breeze is blowing, and the robe is clinging to her delicate body.

Exposing the perfectly curvy figure underneath, the camera moved to the woman's calm and beautiful cheek, and it was Nalan Yanran!

Although there were nearly a thousand people on the square, there was no sound in the square, except for the whistling of the wind, there was no other sound.

The people present were very surprised. They disappeared for half a year. They heard that it was Nalan Yanran who went to practice outside with Sect Master Yunyun.

From time to time, Nalan Yanran's body erupted with the powerful power of Dou Ling.