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Chapter 2665 Transition

"Oh, look, she's really here." The young man saw the red from afar, and then frowned, revealing a hint of playful smile: "Don't you think her color is quite familiar? I'm afraid she came here to challenge me."

Fang Xuyue followed her brother's gaze and seemed to be dazzled by something. She then glanced at the person next to her and said, "It seems like I've been outdone."

Fang Xuri's face darkened immediately: "Who taught you to compare like this?" He said it was not the red dress that looked familiar, it was not the dress at all, well, it was the dress! The dress on the other party was not an ordinary cassock.

There are thousands of different kinds of red in this world, and there are also many kinds of robes, but this kind of luster that completely surpasses art and natural colors cannot be reproduced at will. This kind of flowing light that seems to carry the flow of flames, the high-level robes worn by the other party must have been refined by strange fire, and this strange fire must have exceeded the Xuan level and at least reached the Earth level.

What does this mean? Among the eighteen formation masters who were specially invited today, less than half of them possessed and refined strange fires, and they were all relatively docile and balanced Xuan-level flames. Even so, they were in danger of being burned by the flames at any time. After all, strange fires were the essence of the flames of the abnormal changes in heaven and earth. How could a mortal body withstand it?

Therefore, drawing earth-level flames into the body for refinement is probably something that even cultivators with extremely high cultivation levels may not be able to do, and there is no need for it.

One can imagine what kind of miraculous effect a robe refined by multiple times with such flames can have. Moreover, the grade and quality of the robe itself is not low, so it is naturally eye-catching.

Therefore, both Cuiwei Zhenjun and the Fang brothers and sisters were very surprised when they saw Ningxia's appearance.

Of course, this was not the most surprising thing for Fang Xuri. He felt that the flames flowing on this robe were very familiar. He had once caught a glimpse of it in the God Killing Realm. At that time, Ningxia and Xueyue were fighting for life and death, and they had no room to intervene and could only watch from afar. As a result, not long after, such a flame gushed out from the sealed formation space.

The flame was extraordinary, and even from a distance, it made the blood of these demon cultivators, who were not low in cultivation, boil and could not control themselves. As for what happened inside, they didn't know. But Ningxia was a small golden elixir at the time, but he was still alive and well and improved to this point, which also gave us a glimpse of the truth.

That was definitely not an ordinary flame. Fang Xuri had reason to believe that the robe Ningxia was wearing was made with this kind of flame.

He had known Ning Fufeng since they were in trouble in the southeastern border. He had always remembered her as a gray-faced girl with a silly temper. It was only in recent years that she seemed to have some edges and corners as she improved her cultivation, but her temper was still too mild.

A guy like this might feel ostentatious with a bright headband. But now he was wearing this outfit, as if he was afraid that his enemies wouldn't be able to see him. Was this not a challenge? So he was right. This man's gentle exterior was just an illusion. Inside, he was a hard-headed man who refused to yield.

"Brother, you know that you are like a failed beauty contestant. If you really like it, why not ask someone next time you see it—" Get one to wear. The female cultivator seemed to be really thinking about the feasibility of this matter, and the more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

"Shut up!"

"Fufeng, what are you looking at? I noticed you staring in that direction for a long time. Did you see someone you know?" Ming Mo asked curiously.

"It's not strange." Ningxia wanted to deny it instinctively, but then she choked and said nothing. "What do you mean? What do you mean it's not strange——" Mingmo saw that the man was absent-minded, and then nodded slightly in a certain direction.

"You really ran into someone you know?" Who? Ming Mo followed the direction she was looking at without leaving a trace. There was a huge crowd of people over there, with people from various sects talking together. If it wasn't someone he knew, he would definitely not be able to find the person accurately in the crowd.

Seeing that Ningxia only nodded slightly as a greeting, with an expression so calm that it was even a little unusual, Ming Mo guessed that he was not someone with whom he had a close relationship. However, Fufeng's attitude was also a little strange. A little floating?

After they walked away, just when Ming Mo thought she would not explain, he heard the female monk say, "What a poisonous snake." Sure enough, she was being targeted.

Ming Mo immediately realized that this was her evaluation of the person he had not met just now.

Venomous snakes? Aren't there many of these here? What's so strange about that?

However, Ningxia seemed unwilling to say more here, and the people around were all from the Xuantian Sword Sect who were pretending to be ignorant of the truth but were eager to try. Ming Mo still knew his limits and did not bring up the topic again but instead changed the subject by bringing up another one.

the other side

At the gathering place of several medium-sized sects, people were discussing the formation that would be used today.

The top sects were confronting each other, and the lower sects were also undercurrents.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Naturally, the latter are not as confident as the former, and when they arrived at the venue, they just gathered in groups and waited and watched.

Yuting Sect was one of them. There were not many people coming this time, and their cultivation was generally not high. There were also foundation-building disciples, most of whom were the ones who were rescued in Jianxian Changling. However, this time there were two more Yuanying Zhenjun, and they were much more confident than before, at least not as panicked as before after being rescued by Xuantian Sword Sect in Jianxian Changling.

Not long after they separated from Xuantian Sword Sect in Dongli City, they ran into the advance team of the same sect. They were the first batch to set out for Dongli City, which happened to avoid the conflict with Guangling South Sect. They were surprised to see that more than half of the people were missing and everyone was in such a mess. Knowing that Guangling South Sect was behind it, they were naturally very angry and immediately sent people back to the sect to report. The rest of them stayed in Dongli City to watch over the people to prevent Guangling South Sect from doing anything bad.

However, this worry was obviously unnecessary. Among the advance team, there was a Yuanying Zhenjun and even a Huashen cultivator who was invited to participate. Once they joined, Guangling Nanzong dared not cause trouble again and was as obedient as a quail. But Guangling Nanzong felt that they were wronged. The reason they chased Xiao Bai and others was because they were too angry. They believed that Yutingzong had deliberately calculated to cause the death of so many of their brothers and sisters, so they naturally refused to give in.

The Yuting Sect was also angry. They took their disciples out for training and encountered the unreasonable Guangling South Sect, and they were almost wiped out by them. If there was no substantial evidence, they would not want to lower their status and get entangled with a third-rate sect that was trying to curry favor with Yan, and would have come to settle the score long ago. Of course, the Guangling South Sect did curry favor with the Beiluo Divine Sect, and the latter was also an unreasonable guy, so they had to hold back for the time being and wait for the day to get back at them.