First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 209 Beginning to Advance 3
When his spiritual power is about to recover, the fluctuation will be quite large, and now the other party has already noticed him with just such a fluctuation.

He didn't say anything to Feng Yun at the moment, and reached out to pat the stone in front of him.

Immediately, the battle around them started instantly.

The traces of the two people and the beast disappeared in this mountain wall in an instant. From a distance, only scattered stones and white mountain walls were seen. There were people and monsters there.

What Muhuang deployed was a large formation for concealment and protection.

With his hands forming a handprint on his chest, Mu Huang slowly closed his eyes: "Don't disturb me."

"I know, you just need to pay attention to yourself." Fengyun nodded, she understood.

Without talking, Muhuang began to faintly move, the color of his hair began to change rapidly, and he sank into the final advanced level.

The mountain wind blew and swished.

Sitting in the formation, Fengyun looked up at the sky.

There are several colored lines flying across the sky, heading towards this direction at high speed.

It looks like a linear colorful cloud, very beautiful, but murderous.

The distance seemed to be quite far, but in just a moment, the outline of the thin silk thread appeared in Fengyun's sight.

There are seventeen paths in total, each with different spiritual power, and each monster phantom has its own merits.

But the levels are basically the same.

Seventeen seven-level spirit emperors, seven-level spirit emperors.

The corner of Fengyun's mouth twitched stiffly.

There are two second-level spirit emperors in Phoenix City, and they have dominated the province for so many years.

Now there are seventeen seventh-level spirit emperors, mother, these spirit emperors don’t need money, do they?

The wind fell on the top of the mountain, and the seventeen spirit emperors quickly formed a circle and landed around the white cliff.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe.

At this time, he quickly glanced at the environment of the mountain wall, and frowned: "Just now, Shangjun clearly felt that there was a fluctuation of spiritual power here, why is there no one?"

The other sixteen spirit emperors also frowned.

With their power, they couldn't feel this subtle fluctuation of spiritual power from such a far away place, but it was their superior who felt it.

Immediately, the voice transmission in the void asked them, the seventeen closest people, to come quickly and cut off each other.

(End of this chapter)