Chapter 62 Conspiracy

No one has ever felt the flying time between the fingers.

It seems that it is just a flick of a finger, and many things have changed with time.

In the Xuanji Garden, Xuanji will also come to an end, and all the young Junyan has entered the eyes of the world, each with extraordinary honors.

First of all, the chief disciples of the ten schools, each of whom has a great reputation and is praised by the world.

For example, Mo Chenyi, the chief disciple of the Void Sect, is called "Mr. Chen", Duan Wufeng, the chief disciple of Xuanji Garden, is called "Mr. Lengzi", Yuan Qing, the chief disciple of Xunxianguan, is called "Mr. Xianzi", Lin Wudao, the chief disciple of Tiandao Sect, is called "Mr. Chenyi of Taoism", and Zhong Feiyu, the chief disciple of Jiuxiao School, is called "Mr. Cangzi" Chen Gexiao, the chief disciple of Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion, is called "Hai Gongzi". Everyone is extraordinary. Even Nie Fengxing, who left early, has been recognized by the world and is called "Feng Gongzi".

In addition, Ye Fuhui, the chief disciple of Qingyunzong, showed his shocking Taoist practice in the Xuanxihui, and was also known as the "Sword Prince" and became famous.

It's not surprising. It's strange that even the Xuanxionghui did not participate, but the Yingyu who fought in the Xuanji Garden and the underworld were called "Yu Gongzi" by the world, and the reputation spread.

The name of the prince is equivalent to the name of the fairy on the fairy list. If the young strongman of various schools are on the fairy list, they no longer need to be called the prince, but her name of fairy will also be widely circulated.

Therefore, after a mysterious meeting, only 15 people were known as princes!

Xuanji will end, and the people who should leave will leave, hosted by Li Changyi, the owner of Xuanji Garden, and a group of people will begin to leave.

And in the dark, a pair of vicious eyes stared at Xuanji Garden, and a conspiracy arose.

Now known as the "Demon Prince", Ren Tianxing said coldly, "Xuan Zheng's dead monk, embarrassed me in front of so many people. I have to give you some color. And the woman named Yan Qingrong refused my request again and again. Do you really think I have such good patience?

Just on this day, there was a great turbulence in Xuanji Garden!

Ye Buhui, the son of Jian, and Xuan Zheng, the son of Buddha, suddenly had a war, which was earth-shaking, as if there was a life-and-death hatred. He did not show mercy at all. I don't know how many ancient buildings were destroyed. The scene was terrible.

The battle lasted for a long time, and no one could stop it. Even if the people of Putian Temple and Qingyunzong came forward, they were still fruitless and fought in the dark.

In this process, many monks found that the sword prince was furious, while the Buddha prince looked regretful. At the same time, his clothes were not neat, and they did not know whether it was because of the war or because of what had happened.

The final result stopped when the Buddha's son Xuan was escaping. The sword prince Ye did not regret to chase and kill 3,000 miles. He stopped without seeing anyone. In his madness, a sword split a mountain and shocked the world again.

No one knows what happened, and the two young strong men who had no grudges could only fight with deep doubts.

Only in the dark, sneering.

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In this world, the land located in the northern region is the most vast, boundless, and the most desolate land.

There is only endless grass here, which is built into a grassland that can't be seen. Among them, it is sparsely populated and rarely seen. It is a place where monsters are coiled, and wolves can be seen roaring and eagles singing everywhere.

There are three largest monster gathering places in the world, namely, the endless sea area of the East China Sea, which is full of monsters in the sea. There is also the underworld, where the monsters exist the most in the world. Finally, it is the grassland in the northern region!

In the northern prairie, few monks pass by, and there are few monis. Among them, there is only one place that can be called a big faction, which is the forgetful Tao, one of the ten sects, located farther north.

In the boundless prairie, the line of heaven and earth can almost only see the two colors of blue sky and grass, which looks very monotonous.

But such an undisturbed environment and the fierce monsters that appear from time to time have become a favorite place for Yingyu.

Here, he can practice as much as possible, hone himself in actual combat, and quickly improve his cultivation. Along the way, he followed the hidden guidance of half a piece of jade pendant and walked in one direction. No matter what kind of monster he met on the way, as long as he took action against him, he would not show mercy and kill them all!

On the green grass, bright red blood flows inch by inch, and the fishy smell lingers around, which is disgusting.

Several huge wolf corpses lay on the ground, with a little blue in their pale fur. Now they are stained with blood, completely cold and without any breath.

Ying Yu breathed a sigh of relief, his thick long hair danced gently, and his purple clothes were not stained with blood.

He pulled the sword of the king of Chu from the body of the winged wolf in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the last wolf in the wolf group, which was also the wolf head, and touched the winged wolf king of Taoist cultivation!

This is a common monster on the grassland in the northern region. It grows a pair of wings of the same color as hair. When the cultivation is low, it can be used to fly. When it has virtual cultivation, it can make the speed soar. It is unique on the prairie.

"Wow!" The winged wolf king looked up to the sky and roared, and his voice was full of sadness.

It saw the strength of Ying Yu and knew that it was invincible, and all its men were dead. It immediately turned around and fled, flapping its wings and flew away to the sky.

Ying Yu curled his lips and smiled, chasing up in the void, dragging a long shadow behind him.

One empty place, the two are galloping on the prairie. Their distance is being rapidly approaching. It should be noted that the speed of the rain is naturally much faster than that of ordinary monks who exceed one realm.

"Wow..." The winged wolf king roared unwillingly, but was still caught up.

On this way north into the grassland, the fighting power of Ying Yu can be said to have soared several steps. The swordsmanship of the king of Chu was displayed, and the sky and the earth were full of purple shining swords, flying rapidly from all directions according to the strange arc, sharp and boundless.

The winged wolf king roared, and the blue light bloomed on his body, and a thick light wave came out of his mouth. The sky bombarded the rain, which was powerful.

Ying Yu smiled casually and stepped on a few steps. He was several feet away and was not hurt at all.

"Boom!" The attack of the winged wolf king bombarded the grassland, and the dust was raised all over the sky, mixed with crushed grass chips, flying randomly.

But these were only in vain in the end. Under the staggered cutting of countless sword light, the winged wolf king still fell down, and his body was separated into countless by vertical and horizontal sword light, and the remaining limbs were mixed with blood and sprinkled into the sky.

"The trouble is solved. It's time to continue on the road." Ying Yu's eyes looked at the north, as if he wanted to penetrate thousands of miles.