Nine Heavenly Towers

Nine groups of shining black balls appeared between Xue Yue and the old man.

"Could it be that you two are here to fight today? Are you out of your mind, you two?" Although the old man's voice was old and weak, there was an irrefutable momentum in his words.

"That's right, it's really embarrassing for our Qi Poison Sect. We'll wait until we break his Miaoyin Sect's protective formation." Xun Wende also echoed at this time.

"What you said is not unreasonable, I won't bother with the old ghost." Xue Yue's face was sullen, but it was not easy to explode.

The old man showed hesitation on his face, and finally feared the strength of the old man and Xue Yue after joining forces, and said: "Since Xue Yue will not compete with the old man for this furnace, the old man will naturally not make things difficult for him."

When several people were arguing, a white figure in the distance flickered towards here rapidly.Because its figure is too fast, it looks like it is flashing in mid-air from a distance.

Not only Xue Yue and the two stopped arguing, but the entire Nine Elders of the Qi Poison Sect stopped talking and stopped all actions.Quietly looking into the distance.

A middle-aged man in a white shirt appeared above the Miaoyin Sect's guardian formation. This middle-aged man looked like a well-mannered Confucian scholar.There are two strange banners stuck behind it.He could only hear him laughing and saying: "The junior Yin Yuanzong elder Fang Yu has met all the seniors."

What he said was amazing, his tone was respectful, as if he really regarded the other party as a senior.But its strength is indeed on par with these nine elders, and it is also the cultivation base of the high-level Nascent Soul stage.

The nine elders looked at each other, and most of them showed embarrassment.Seeing that the elders were silent, the old man said, "You don't have to call yourself a junior. Everything in the world of immortality is based on strength. Since you, Elder Fang, have advanced to the high-level Nascent Soul five years ago, you and I can be regarded as fellow Taoists." I don't know if Fang Daoyou came alone today? Or?"

"I'm Fang Yu alone, but I don't know that so many high-level Nascent Soul cultivators have come to the Miaoyin Sect under my Yin Yuanzong's jurisdiction. What is the intention?" Fang Yu smiled lightly, His words are also gentle and pleasant to the ear, which makes people feel quite comfortable.

"Good boy, you are the only one, and you dare to go here, you will die." The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said angrily.His right hand touched the strange bucket furnace in front of him.

"Wait..." the old man said at this moment, abruptly interrupting the old man's actions.

The old man was puzzled, and hurriedly asked: "Why didn't you kill him together?"

"Could it be that you want to make enemies with Yin Yuanzong? Could it be that we still have time to procrastinate?" The old man's two rhetorical questions in succession made the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked old man wake up.He immediately put away the strange bucket furnace suspended in mid-air.

"Hehe, Granny Spider is the most reasonable. As expected of a senior, the younger generation admires your insight and determination." Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense. Nine years later, we will have a showdown. If my Strange Poison Sect wins, then the whole Miaoyin Sect will belong to my Strange Poison Sect." Granny Spider sneered, her withered arms With a wave, he made a gesture of retreating.

Seeing this, the eight elders of the Strange Poison Sect behind him flashed their bodies and flew towards the southeast direction where the Strange Poison Sect was located.

"Okay, today's matter, I, Fang Yu, thank you on behalf of the entire Miaoyin Sect. Nine years later, at the alliance meeting. You and I will fight for the female." Fang Yu clasped his fists at the nine elders of the Miaoyin Sect, said with a smile.

"I don't want to stay any longer, so I'll leave now." After saying this, Granny Spider turned around and headed towards the southeast.

As the wind whistled all the way, Xuanmu's spiritual sense only glanced at it, and the surrounding scene quickly passed by.It was already two hours after he left Miaoyinzong until the wind died down.

Lan Jiao held Xuanmu in her arms and stopped slowly in front of a majestic high mountain. Xuanmu's consciousness swept away. The mountain here was dangerous, but it could still be regarded as a spectacle.This mountain stretches for more than hundreds of miles, but Qinjian Mountain is several times larger, and Qinjian Mountain is only more than a hundred miles long.

This mountain is not only huge and majestic, but also has a very wide lake on one side of the mountain.A blue reflection fluctuated on the lake.

This is nothing, the most striking thing is the twelve peaks on this mountain, two of which are connected to each other and are located in the center of the twelve peaks.Moreover, these two peaks are a bit higher than the ten surrounding peaks.

On the mountain peak, there are dozens of rather gorgeous courtyards.Among them, there is a square hundreds of feet in size in front of a courtyard.In the center of the square, dozens of disciples in different clothes were walking back and forth, as if they were busy with something.

From time to time, monks wearing costumes of different colors and holding different magic weapons flew past them.However, when every monk saw Lan Jiao, he would show an extremely unnatural expression.Especially some male cultivators, after seeing Lan Jiao, all of them showed a trace of fear in their eyes.

Many male cultivators half-kneeled respectfully in front of Lan Jiao, and said in trembling voices, "The disciples of the Poison Sect have met Uncle Ninth."

As for Lan Jiao, she asked with concern as if nothing had happened, and then those disciples dared to leave.

When Xuan Mu saw this scene, a bad feeling immediately rose in his heart.Although she could see that Lan Jiao was a little weird, she still couldn't figure out what was so weird.

"I'll take you to meet the head of our Strange Poison Sect. After meeting the head, you will be regarded as a real Strange Poison Sect disciple." Lan Jiao said with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Senior..., I don't trust Miaoyinzong." Xuanmu said with a worried look.

"Then what's there to worry about? A cultivator emphasizes forgetting the mundane world and being free from attachments. If you're worried about this and that, how will you cultivate in the future?" Lan Jiao hunched over and reprimanded softly.

"Student, remember." Xuan Mu said, and followed Lan Jiao's figure and flew towards the square hundreds of feet in size.

They stopped in front of the square, and Lan Jiao said in a proud tone: "This is the seat of our Strange Poison Sect, and the Strange Poison Sect is not your Miaoyin Sect. Our Strange Poison Sect has strict rules, of course this is For you disciples. And there are thousands of disciples in our Strange Poison Sect. Naturally, it is not comparable to your Miaoyin Sect, which has less than 100 people. To emerge in the Poison Sect, it is impossible without some real skills."

As Lan Jiao spoke, she led Xuan Mu into the Zongmen.