Chapter 232 Thousand Fantasy Ice Cloud Peak

A group of five people, through seven transmission arrays, 30 days later, Jinyang stepped on the land of Zuzhou. In 30 days, Chudi has become a fore. After listening all the way, Jin Yang knew how strong the comprehensive power of the State of Chen was, a strong man at the level of a god king and three immortals in the seven worlds. One of the nine sects was caught off guard and almost died.

These have nothing to do with Jinyang standing on Zuzhou. Now his eyes are clear, touching the imperial order in his hand, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. The four people behind him stood quietly. The two Taoist people of Longxu were already a great immortal, energetic and glorious. Jin Yang took back the mark of the undead seal when he recalled the two of them, but the two still followed him, and Xuan Mingtian's skills were more and more profound.

"You two find a place to settle down in Zuzhou, and Nie Wushuang will follow me back to Tianmen." Jinyang, who stroked the emperor's order, closed his palm and ordered without looking back. At the same time, he flew out. The target, Tianzhufeng!

"Yes." The two Taoist people of Longxu had no objection and went to find their own place to settle down. Nie Wushuang's mother and daughter looked at Jin Yang's flying back, and a trace of light flashed in their eyes, and they did not hesitate to catch up.

"From now on, be my apprentice." As soon as the two caught up, Jin Yang opened his mouth. Looking at the huge mountains in front of him, Jin Yang recalled that this was his first contact with the force, the Lishan Sword School.

"The transmission array of Lishan Sword School is useless." Jinyang looked at the huge mountain range and his heart emanated, and all kinds of thoughts kept coming to mind, "Now is not the time to end." With a sigh, Jin Yang still remembers the Zhutian sword spirit of Lishan Sword School clearly.

With a few swish, three orange-red sword lights flew from the distance to the near front of Jinyang.

"Who is coming? In front of him is the idle people of the Lishan Sword School leaving as soon as possible." The three said to Jin Yang at the same time that the Xuanqing uniform showed that they were ordinary disciples of the Lishan Sword School. Their indifferent faces were slightly solemn, and they did not dare to be too rude to Jin Yang.

"True disciples of Tianmen." As soon as the real jade card came out, the three Lishan swordsmen who expelled Jinyang three met each other, which was a little difficult to do. Jinyang looked at the peak where the Lishan Sword School was located. When the three ordinary disciples were still struggling, they took the lead and said, "I have no intention to go to the Lishan Sword School." Jinyang's calm face showed a smile, which looked much warm. One of the three ordinary disciples immediately took a step forward and bowed to Jinyang, "Thank you, Uncle Zhenchuan. The suzerain ordered the blockade. We are also helpless."

Jin Yang looked at the disciple who came out first and with calm eyes, and nodded, "Where is the nearest transmission array?"

"There is a city three hundred and eighty-eight miles south, and there is a transmission array in it, which can lead to all directions." The ordinary disciple quickly replied. Thank you very much!" Jin Yang casually took the two people behind him into a streamer and disappeared in front of the three people of the Lishan Sword School.

Jinyang had just left, and one of the three people standing behind with red and orange flying swords immediately opened his mouth. At the same time, he raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead: "Brother, Jinyang of Tianmen, you dare to go up," the brother looked at his brother with lingering lingering heart. The other brother was sweating profusely and couldn't speak.

"What about Jinyang in Tianmen? Don't forget our mission this time." The calm brother stared at his two brothers, his heart jumped, and there was an expression of hatred on his face.

The two immediately had a bitter face. The suzerain ordered that if someone entered the Lishan Sword School and was executed on duty, who dared not listen and did not work hard to stop it.

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"What sect is this? It's so arrogant." Nie Wushuang, who was carried by Jin Yang, was not a silent person. Jinyang took out the true token of Tianzong and still stopped his Lishan Sword School, and was a little curious about the * of this sect.

"This is a sect opened by the parents and children of an elder of the Jinwu Gu nationality." Jin Yang opened his mouth and replied. At the same time, he was also guessing what the crane wings of the Lishan Sword School were doing. These three people were willing to risk being killed by the immortals.

Jinyang, who is out, has no intention of pretending to be a bear. The breath of the peak of immortals in the world is released, and a monk can feel his level.

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Jinyang learned the location of another transmission array and did not stop. He went all the way straight to the core area of Zuzhou and stopped thousands of miles away from Tianzhu Peak. Along the way, his eyes observed this continent ruled by the Jinwugu people. The monks were impetuous and made a big fight. Almost every fight ended in serious injury and death.

"I'm impetuous, and I don't know how the elder Zhenshan manages it." Staring at the Tianzhu Peak thousands of miles away, there is a faint outline, sparse mountains, and some dead breath.

"Go!" Nie Wushuang, who had been standing behind him, looked forward to this huge mountain, and his eyes were taken off by Jinyang to the center of this huge mountain, Tianzhu Peak.

While Jinyang was flying, a pair of eyes were like eagle's eyes, patrolling the mountains, and his mind swept the mountains unscrupulously.

Some black trees, the previous abundant vitality also plummeted, and all the spirits and animals in the mountains hid, and the few white cranes that used to dance between the peaks were sparse.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened Jinyang couldn't wait. A golden fairy light in the sky exploded by, and a white jade card thought of Tianmen disciples to show his status. Jinyang was stunned all the way, and the discussion flew to Qianhuan Bingyunfeng in a hurry.

The silver dragon waterfall of the thousand fantasy ice cloud peak is still the same, and the sound created by the huge drop resounds more than 200 miles. It's just that the vitality on the mountain is obviously withered than before, and it is not as magnificent as before.

"Uncle, I'm back!" Jinyang, standing in front of Qianhun Bingyun Peak, shouted with excitement on his face. Huge shouts spread all over Qianhuan Bingyunfeng, and all four courtyards in the southeast and northwest were shaken. Nie Wushuang behind him was shocked and stared at Jin Yang's tall back with a pair of big eyes, which was very complicated.

However, it was not Fang Zixuan who answered Jin Yang, but the little butterfly he was familiar with, flying out of Qianhuan Bingyunfeng with an anxious face, followed by Fang Zixuan's nine disciples.

"Jinyang, you are finally back. The master has never returned. There is no news at all. Qingshui went to the hall to inquire and didn't come back!"

Jin Yang's smile, who had just shown a smiling face, suddenly solidified. He looked at Xiaodie blankly and said, "Both of them didn't come back? How long has the clear water gone? The little butterfly, who still had time to be happy in the future, nodded, "Shimizu went there three months ago and never came out again in the mountain and river hall. You..."

"I'll go!" Jinyang looked at the ten people with Qianhuan Bingyunfeng in front of him, and his heart suddenly felt sad. He should also be one of them. How could there be fewer people on the mountain, not to mention Lin Qingshui and his uncle, Fang Zixuan!