True Martial World

"What did you just say? You said that it is not interesting to keep a name for hundreds of years on the boundary of the ancient market. Do you think you can make a name for yourself? Please register your name. When the ancient battlefield is closed, I will look for it on the boundary pillar. ""

A young man looks at Yi Yun like a madman. He can name it on the boundary pillar of the ancient market. Even if it is just a fist-sized name, it can be famous for the country of God. It can be said that it is a smoke from the grave. Actually, it is not a big deal to say that it only means to stay for a few hundred years.

However, he saw the moon girl standing next to Yi Yun, and some of his mind realized it. This Yi Yun definitely wants to show up in front of the beautiful girl in this way. Thinking of this, this young man is even more contemptuous of Yi Yun. This kind of mindful person also entered the ancient battlefield.

Yi Yun raised his eyes and glanced at the young man who spoke. In fact, he just said what he thought in his heart. He knew that what he said was a little over in others, but the other person’s mouth was mocking, and Yi Yun was naturally unhappy. .

"If I have a name, I don't have to worry about it, but with your strength, it should not be possible in this life."

Yi Yun said the fact that this person, seeing the roots in the 7200 people of the White Moon Kingdom, that is, in the middle and upper reaches, how could it be possible to leave the boundary pillar.

"Ok?"

When I heard Yi Yun’s words, the young man looked at Yi Yun’s eyes and already contained cold feelings. He was born with outstanding sensibility. Few people around him dared to disobey him, but now they are ridiculed by Yi Yun in public.

“Who is this person?” the young man asked quietly.

"It is said to be a loose repair on the mainland of Chiyang." Someone spoke by the young man.

"Know it." The young man said faintly. Many people look at this scene. They recognize that this young man is Wanqing from Hongyu mainland. This person must report, it is a vengeance, but he is talking. I always like cynicism. Simply put, he is the kind of person who allows himself to provoke others and not allow others to provoke himself.

Seeing Yi Yun Zhao provoked Wan Qing, many people showed the look of optimistic drama, this tens of thousands of forces is not small, Wan Qing must be revenge.

"Sir, don't say this, there are very few people who can be named in the boundary." Yue Yue whispered to Yi Yun whispered, "On the past few thousand years of the White Moon God, only six people have been named. In the name of the cloud, there are only two mountain river kings and heart fairy."

"Mountain River King?"

Hear this name, Yi Yun eyebrows pick one, who is this person?

There is no need to open the moon, some people say: "The mountain river Wang Baishanhe adults, 2,800 years ago, the name of the boundary, and the heart of the fairy and called the genius, the name of the two, tied in the clouds, if not the mountain river and Lin Xinyi Fairy, my white moon **** country really wants to be looked down upon by other forces." The man who spoke is obviously very respectful of Baishan River and Lin Xinyi.

It turned out to be him...

Yi Yun’s heart was moving. I recalled that when I was in Wanshenling, the ancestors were made by the ancestors of the gods. In fact, they were taken as the unlucky ones, and the name Baishanhe was mentioned.

The unfortunate egg boasted that he came from the White Moon God Kingdom, and the two top geniuses of the White Moon God Kingdom, one is the heart-felt disciple Lin Xinyi, and the other is the white moon **** Emperor Yangshanhe.

What do you say about this white moon adoption?

"White Mountain River... Lin Xinyi, their name..."

Yi Yun glanced at the stone tablet. Before he did not pay too much attention to who the names were. At this time, he looked far and wide, but he saw it in the clouds. With the strong wind blowing, the clouds in the upper part of the boundary pillar opened a corner, Yi Yun looked There are three looming characters - Baishan River.

These three words, each word are silver hook iron painting, one horizontal and one vertical, like the top of the sword, full of compelling edge.

This word... I am afraid that there are two feet to see the square, three words, each of which can be written with a wall, which is bigger than the words that Yi Yun saw before.

Not only is Yiyun, many people are looking up to the name of Baishan River, and others are looking for the name of Lin Xinyi in the clouds.

Yi Yun was also looking for it, and just then, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a gaze and he was observing him in secret.

"Ok?"

Yi Yun turned his head and saw that the person who saw him was a green girl. She was a Song Yuge from the Wuling people!

Yi Yun stunned, and immediately wanted to understand, this Song Yuge, can feel the breath of the nine silkworms.

Yi Yun remembers that Song Yuge doubted himself at the Lijia Shuangxiu Grand Ceremony. Later, her guess was verified, and this familiarity was more certain.

Therefore, just because Yiyun was being watched by everyone, Song Yuge also saw Yi Yun.

I noticed that Yi Yun also looked over. Song Yu’s song was not hidden. She asked Yi Yundao directly: “This friend, someone just asked your name, why didn’t you say that?”

Song Yuge has already decided, in front of this seemingly 30-year-old scribe, 90% may be Yi Yun!

Song Yuge asked this question, the people who had not paid much attention to Yi Yun, and turned their eyes to Yi Yun. Before asking Wan Yun’s name, Wan Qing also sneered at Yi Yun’s eyes. He wanted to know the name of Yi Yun. For better targeting.

In the moon next to Yi Yun, I also looked at Yi Yun with curiosity. She knew Yi Yun for a year and didn't know the name of Yi Yun.

Yi Yun grinned, and now that he has entered the ancient battlefield, hiding his name, it is completely meaningless, because he wants to be named on the ancient world boundary pillar.

As for the revenge of the Wuling people, Yi Yun is not worried, because in this ancient battlefield, the cultivation of the Sayādaw will be suppressed, and the **** will be suppressed more. In this case, Yi Yun I am not afraid of the Wuling people at all.

Yi Yun said: "There is nothing special about the name below. My name is Yi, and the name is a cloud."

“Yi Yun!” Song Yuge’s beautiful eyes, his eyes flashing cold, “Sure enough!”

Beside Song Yuge, the cheekbones were also the first time to react. He looked at Yi Yun’s gaze as if there was a flame burning.

"Yi Yun, you dare to appear here, good! Very good!"

Being arrested by Yi Yun a hostage a year ago is the biggest humiliation in the life of the bones. Now the Wuling people have already rewarded Yi Yun for one year. There has never been a result. I can’t think of him appearing in the ancient battlefield.

There are many Wuling disciples around the sacrum and Song Yuge. They naturally know the resentment of Yiyun and Wuling. Many Wuling disciples have no hatred for Yiyun, but the Wuling’s reward is not only The foreigners are equally effective for their own people. For a time, they look at Yi Yun’s gaze, and they all show a strange color.