Chapter 507 Lin Yanran's Message

A group of Yuanying monks followed Ding Yang and flew in the direction of Daqianzhou. After flying hundreds of thousands of miles, they met a mountain in front of them.

Although they all fly at an altitude of 1,500 feet, this peak is towering into the clouds, like a long halberd, straight to the sky, standing upright, looking up, the upper layer of the peak is hidden in the white clouds, and you can't see the top with enough eyesight.

This peak is at least ten thousand feet high. They can't fly to such a high level at all. Now they have to land down, bypass the peak, and move forward.

In the spiritual realm, people often encounter this kind of high mountain, and now it is very natural to land.

When they landed from a height of 1,500 feet to a height of 500 feet, they suddenly found that several long rainbows came from the corner of the peak and flew in their direction.

"Ye-huh! It's just a Judan monk, leading several foundation-building monks.

Although these Changhongs are amazing, everyone only sweeps them slightly, and they have clearly understood the size of the future. However, seeing the breath emanating from these long rainbows, the most powerful is just the breath in the middle of Judan, and the other ones are only the cultivation of the foundation period.

Such cultivation is already a great existence in the eyes of ordinary people in the spiritual cultivation field. After all, many people may not be able to condense the golden elixir and achieve the realm of golden elixir throughout their lives.

In the mouth of ordinary refiners, the Judan period is also known as Jindan Avenue, which represents the monk who condenses Jindan. He can already generate aura in the body by himself, instead of relying on the external aura to replenish his own energy.

But in the eyes of Dingyang, the cultivation of the Judan period is not worth mentioning at all. As for the foundation-building monks, they are no different from ants. Any look can make the foundation-building monk collapse, and even the sea of air will be broken.

"Stop!"

Changhong came rapidly, and for a moment, it had come to everyone. The light was restrained, and seven people appeared.

These seven people, the first one, are tall, wearing a golden crown, wearing a golden robe, and even a pale gold face. They are like a golden god of war, magnificent and domineering.

Everyone's eyes are like electricity. It has long been seen that in the body of the man in gold, a golden elixir is suspended and slowly rotating. It is the only Judan monk among these seven people.

Behind him, there are six people in gray robes, whose breath is much weaker, and all of them are foundation-building cultivation.

Ah-

The man in gold had eyes like electricity. He was about to take a closer look at the details of these people who appeared in front of him. Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and his pale golden face turned pale. His body suddenly flew backwards as if he had been hit by an ancient beast. At the same time, a blood arrow spewed out of his mouth with a bang.

"Master--"

All six foundation-building monks were shocked. Their cultivation was so low that they could not feel the horror of these Yuanying monks at all. However, when they saw that they were regarded as gods, they were thrown into the air like a leaf, and they were sprayed with blood. Suddenly, they were shocked, like ghosts.

"This...this...this..."

The man in gold finally stabilized his figure. There was no trace of blood on his face, and the depths of his eyes were full of boundless horror.

Just now, dozens of people in front of him suddenly burst into an indescribable momentum. Like mountains and seas, there seemed to be dozens of dazzling scorching suns in front of him. Every round of scorching sun emits a destructive light. Any one can easily burn him to ashes.

He can only feel this kind of cultivation in the high-ranking Yuanying monk. Are these dozens of people in front of you all strong people in the realm of Yuanying?

If it's true, then it's really shocking.

Although a Yuanying monk is also powerful, it is not enough to make a late Judan monk lose his temper like this. But it is an extremely horrible scene for 70 Yuanying monks to gather together.

It's like an ant. If you stretch out a little finger, you can run over it to death, but if hundreds of millions of ants gather together, it is enough to devour giant elephants and tigers.

Although the power of the individual is important, the power of the collective is even more terrible.

This is also the reason why none of the eight super sects of the spiritual realm can be surpassed.

Among these sects, there are not only the supreme power of the gods, but also the monks in the infantic period as senior management. More importantly, there are a large number of monks in the Yuanying period and the Judan period as the mainstay.

These mainstays are the people who do specific things.

Those powerful people in the divine period and infantile period can't do everything by themselves. What they are most concerned about is how to break through the bottleneck of their cultivation and reach a higher level.

So the people who really do things in a sect are all these middle-level monks, that is, the so-called mainstay. Those powerful powers will only appear at the most critical moment and exert their own strength.

So seeing so many Yuanying monks here is as incredible as seeing dozens of extinct ancient beasts. The first thought of the man in gold is, is there going to be a world war? If so, then the existence of his cultivation is like cannon fodder.

The man in gold has never had the idea of escaping. He joked and fled in front of dozens of Yuanying monks. Even if he is brain-damaged, he will not move this idea. At that time, he will not even know how he died.

He settled down and found that the people on the opposite side did not make further actions for themselves, and although they were forced back by an invisible force, they did not suffer any serious damage. It seems that the other party has no malice, otherwise he would have died a hundred times.

Thinking of this, the heart of the man in gold stabilized a little. He had the courage to slowly fly in front of everyone and bowed to the ground respectfully to everyone.

"Seniors! The younger generation Jin Yimen Jin Dachong, I don't know that your predecessors are here. I have bumped into you. Please atone for your sins.

Dense beads of sweat appeared on my head, and my heart was uneasy, and a crisis surged into my heart.

Jinyimen is one of the many small sects in Basa. The master Jin Dachong, Judan's later cultivation, usually controls a area of thousands of miles, which is also regarded as a high weight, but now, he feels that he is no different from an ant.

So many Yuanying monks gathered together. Are they carrying out a shocking plan, but they accidentally break it? If these Yuanying monks are murderous, they will turn into powder in an instant.

"What? Seniors? The door owner is already Judan's later cultivation. He has to call him a senior, at least a Yuanying monk. Could it be that the dozens of people in front of us are all Yuanying monks? This is incredible."

The six foundation-building monks behind Jin Dachhong were shocked when they heard the words of the man in gold. They almost rolled their eyes and fainted.

Yuanying monks, in their hearts, are ordinary existence. It is usually difficult to see one, but now there are dozens of them all of a sudden. When is it that the Yuanying monks in the spiritual realm are so worthless that they can meet a group at any time?

"That's all! We just passed by, and you didn't hit us. Let's go on our own.

Duan Changqing took a look at Ding Yang. Seeing that Ding Yang had no intention to speak, he stood up and said.

"Ah - thank you, senior!"

A stone fell to the ground in Jin Dachong's heart. Like an amnesty, he bowed deeply to the crowd. With six already dull foundation-building monks, he carefully bypassed the crowd.

"Wait!"

Ding Yang suddenly said. At the moment when Jin Dachong and others were about to leave, a beautiful and charming face suddenly flashed in his mind, and his heart suddenly tightened, as if he had been grabbed by something, an inexplicable pain.

"Previous...senior, I don't know what you have to order?"

Jin Dachong's body suddenly shook. Looking back, his face was like dead ashes.

He has seen that Ding Yang is the leader of this group of people. Is it Ding Yang who repents? If that's the case, there is no place for my party to die this time.

"Don't be afraid! I just want to ask you something, or to ask you about someone.

Ding Yang said to Jin Dachong with a gentle face.

"Ah! So that's it! Senior, please say that the younger generation must know all about it.

Jin Dachong took a long breath, as if he had escaped from death, and his whole body was soaked.

"Do you know that the Hundred Flowers Valley in Basa?"

"Of course, the younger generation knows that Baihua Valley is the actual controller of Basa Island, and our Jinyimen also belongs to Baihua Valley."

Jin Dachong quickly answered, but he just said that he stopped here and did not go on, because Ding Yang only asked this question and did not ask more questions. If he answered more, I don't know if it will cause the dissatisfaction of this senior.

"In this case, do you know a disciple named Lin Yanran in Baihua Valley?"

Ding Yang was overjoyed and asked quickly. There was a trace of tension in his voice.

"Lin Yanran?"

When Jin Dachong heard the name, he was shocked, with a strange expression on his face. Suddenly, he was looked in Ding Yang's eyes, and his heart was tight. He subconsciously stretched out his hand. Suddenly, a strong hurricane swept out, bound Jin Dachong, rolled it in front of his eyes, and asked eagerly:

"What? Do you know Lin Yanran? Is there something wrong with her?

A group of Yuanying monks all looked at Ding Yang with a strange look, as if they didn't know that in their hearts, Ding Yang, like a god and demon, actually had this kind of gaffe.

"Cough--"

Jin Dachong felt that his neck was about to break, and an indescribable pressure made it difficult for him to breathe. It was just a strong cough that he couldn't say a word.

Ding Yang found out that he quickly loosened his hand a little. Jin Dachong gasped hard and looked at Ding Yang's eager eyes, afraid of angering the strong man, and quickly said:

"I want to reply to the seniors, the juniors are now going to Baihua Valley to participate in Lin Yanran's engagement ceremony!"