The Heaven Ladder

Time flies, and half a month has passed by unknowingly. The clouds are thick in the upper air of the northern region, and it looks like wind and rain.

The holy city of northern regions, which used to be crowded, has disappeared. Now there are only golden armor shining guards on the street. The whole holy city has been under martial law a few days ago. Layers of light curtain surround the holy city, showing a solemn and killing spirit.

Beihan Xianjun and Fengyan Xiandi floated side by side in the high altitude of the holy city. Behind them was the 38 Sky Sword led by Yiheng. Everyone looked dignified and seemed to be waiting for something.

On the top floor of the palace in the distance, fengyue'er stared at the people in the sky. Her beautiful eyes were full of worry. She shook her jade hand slightly and whispered, "master... You must not be busy."

At this time, not only the wind and moon, but also the residents looking up from the probe can be seen everywhere in the holy city. They seem to know what is going to happen next. Some people are worried and others are happy. The holy city of nuota shows an unprecedented depression and dignification.

After a long time, the sky in the distance suddenly set off gusts of strong wind. Two groups of people gathered from both sides, and the breath attracted a burst of color change in the sky.

"These guys are finally here. Yan'er will be more careful later." Beihan Xianjun smiled and gently shook the folding fan in his hand. There was no panic in Sen Leng's pupils.

When the wind eyed immortal heard the speech, the jade hand clenched his fist tightly and sighed: "are you really sure? After all, they are the five peak immortal emperors. Even I can't deal with them. You..."

He patted Fengyan Xiandi on the shoulder. Beihan Xianjun's mouth was slightly hooked and didn't speak, but his relaxed expression already represented everything.

Yiheng's pupil slightly coagulated, his face suddenly became gloomy, and his hand shook tightly, as if he was forcibly suppressing his anger. He said in a secret way: once I had lost her, I can't let my only daughter have an accident today.

Everyone in the holy city was worried and roared. What's more, they had begun to hide. The whole holy city was completely shrouded in tension.

"Here we go!" silver teeth clenched, and Feng Yuer's beautiful eyes were full of hatred. "I hope my master and he will be fine, otherwise I will not let you go as a ghost..."

At the same time, the dark crystal gusen, thousands of miles away from the holy city, is another scene at the moment.

In the past, the dark crystal gusen roared repeatedly. At this time, it was very quiet. The dark wind was blowing and there was no sound. However, when you look carefully, you can see a lazy figure climbing the mountain slowly, Xiao Yihan.

"The old man is really unreliable. What can I say, young master? Now he is also an expert in heaven fairyland. He doesn't call me for fighting. Let me come to this broken place to find a death altar. Is this my job?" Xiao Yihan sighed gently and muttered discontentedly.

Just yesterday, Beihan Xianjun told Xiao Yihan that the battle in the northern region should be related to the plan of the dark night King thousands of years ago, so he took him here and told him to find a place called the altar of death.

According to Beihan Xianjun, whether we can find the death altar is related to the safety of the whole northern region. Although it seems easy, it is actually the most important.

But Beihan Xianjun had no clue of the death altar, and even didn't know what the death altar looked like, which made him how to start.

Now, after searching for so long, Xiao Yihan didn't find any clues. He was already depressed and suddenly became irritable.

"My friend almost came out. After following me for so long, I'm tired if you're not tired." leaning against the hillside, Xiao Yihan said with a slight cold in his pupils.

"Hehe, it seems that you have broken through to the immortal, but you are expected. After all... You are Xiao Yihan!"

As soon as Xiao Yihan's voice fell, a slight smile was uploaded from a tree crown behind him. Then, a figure floated directly behind him.

Xiao Yihan heard the speech, and his pupil suddenly lit up. He was too familiar with the sound.

Turning around and staring at the visitor, Xiao Yihan smiled and said, "how can you appear here? The floating palace plays the holy city. Aren't you ready to help... Liao Yu!"

"Hahaha, I'm a little fairy. I want to die when I participate in the battle between immortal emperors."

After a pause, Liao Yu's face became colder and colder. He smiled and said, "this is just the result I expected. Isn't it a good thing for us that their dog bites the dog?"

Hearing the speech, Xiao Yihan's face filled with doubts and said, "we?"

Seeing this, Liao Yu's is not slightly wrinkled. Staring at Xiao Yihan, he seems to be thinking about something.

"Have you forgotten what I told you before?" Liao Yu said coldly.

After Liao Yu said this, a trace of clarity flashed through Xiao Yihan's pupil. This guy has always been thinking about creating a sect dedicated to immortals. Now the situation in the northern region is really good for him.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Yihan shook his head and smiled.

Staring at Xiao Yihan for a while, Liao Yu clenched his fists slightly, looked away, and said coldly, "I'm here to help a friend."

"Friend? I didn't find anyone else here!" Xiao Yihan got up slowly and didn't understand.

Glancing at Xiao Yihan, Liao Yu's face showed a strange smile and said with a light smile: "he will come soon. In fact... You know this guy, and you are very familiar with him."

Xiao Yihan frowned slightly, and his hands could not help holding tightly into a fist. Somehow, seeing Liao Yu like this, Xiao Yihan suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart, and a figure gradually appeared in his mind. He said secretly: I hope it's not him, otherwise

Since Liao Yu said so, Xiao Yihan was not in a hurry to find the death altar at the moment. He also wanted to see who the so-called "acquaintance" was.

A moment later, the originally quiet dense forest suddenly set off bursts of Yin wind. The Yin wind was biting, and a black air came from all directions. The scene was once terrible, and in the black air, there was a figure slowly stepping forward at the moment.

As the visitor approached, Xiao Yihan's face suddenly became gloomy. His clenched fists made a burst of bone explosion. In a cold voice, "it's really you!"

Looking down Xiao Yihan's eyes, in the vast black fog, a man wrapped in black cloth stood with his hands on his back and stared at Xiao Yihan quietly. His pupils were full of doubts. The visitor was a mysterious man.

"Xiao Yihan! How could you be here?" he growled. The mysterious man turned his head and stared at Liao Yu. His pupils were full of cold and said, "did you bring him here?"

Liao Yu heard the speech, smiled and shook his head, but said, "I don't have this ability. He came by himself."

After a pause, Liao Yu glanced at Xiao Yihan, smiled and stared at the mysterious man and said, "what's up? Has the death altar been completed?"

Hearing the words "death altar", Xiao Yihan's pupil suddenly lit up and said in a secret way: the death altar was asked by the master to be found by me, but I visited the whole dark crystal gusen and didn't find it. Unexpectedly, it was this guy who made the ghost. It seems that if you want to find the death altar, you must start from him.

The mysterious man stared at Liao Yu for a while. He couldn't help biting tightly and said in a deep voice: "Liao Yu, remember, we are partners. I hope you can distinguish between enemies and friends and don't be confused!"

After that, the mysterious man took out a blood red ball, threw it into the air, burst in an instant, and turned into a blood red demon flower, which was dazzling and stretching for thousands of miles.