Chapter 321 On this day, the mentality of the entire continent's Xiuxian legend collapsed In the center of the battlefield, everything stood still. The blue bird spread its wings and tried to break through the trap above its head. The seven ancient treasures flew backwards. The fear on Taizhen Qixiu's face was still in his eyes. Master Tian cast a spell, and his large khaki palms closed, half covering an old man in yellow fir. The other three people had expressions of despair in their eyes. With this as the center outward, the monks' army's magic weapons, spells, magic treasures, monsters, spaceships, and animal carts were frozen in the air. In the back, the skinny old man, Master Le, and the couple Long Han and Feng Bing were also frozen in time. Fresh breeze and white clouds. Everything within a radius of four hundred miles seemed to be paused with the sound of "stop". Even the monks watching outside the battlefield seemed to be affected and stood still.

One moment, two moments, Watch the monks come to their senses first. They shuddered with fear and hugged themselves tightly. Although there was nine suns in the sky, they could not feel a trace of warmth. What was that just now? It was as if a king of heaven and earth was speaking the law of heaven and sealing off the forbidden land. One could feel a sense of oppression even across the screen. Meanwhile, the battlefield. After a moment, the eyes of the great monk Gaokong Yuanhou finally became lively. For no reason, a cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They huddled together in groups of three, alertly keeping an eye on their surroundings. In one second, the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator came back to his senses. A moment later, the battlefield came alive and the monks on both sides tacitly withdrew to their respective camps. In the center of the battlefield, the blue bird nearly lost control and fell to the ground. It suddenly spread its wings, flew forward less than ten feet, and then flew back sleekly. Master Tian took back the spiritual bead, held it in his hand, and slowly and cautiously retreated. An idea came to everyone's mind: hanging on the wall. At this time, the woman on the back of the beast tried to urge it to no avail, and had no choice but to let the blue bird land on her head. She stood up and bowed to all four directions, saying respectfully, "I don't know which senior is here, why not show up and see him?" The army of monks looked around silently, searching for something. Soon, someone started to make a noise in a low voice. "Look, that cloud is moving." "It's not surprising that the clouds are moving. It would be strange if they were not moving." "No, there seems to be someone up there."

What he didn't say was that there seemed to be a dog crawling on it. One pass ten, ten pass a hundred. Most people saw the strange auspicious cloud. They saw a white cloud hanging from the sky, and the black shadow on it became more and more obvious. The younger generations were curious, while the Nascent Soul cultivators were panicking. Especially the great monks of the Yuanhou Sect, their faces were visibly solemn. Among them, the skinny old man closed his eyes in disbelief and used his spiritual sense to explore the white cloud. No, still not. How is this possible? How could someone be invisible to divine sense? Under the gaze of everyone, the white clouds seemed to be moving slowly but were actually moving quickly, landing in the sky above the center of the battlefield. Looking up, I saw the man on the white cloud wearing cloud-buying shoes, a wide belt with cloud patterns hanging down his waist, and a wide robe with big sleeves. He has a handsome face, bright eyes and white teeth, and the most impressive thing is his sparkling eyes. Seriously, The gold boots are lined with dragon socks, and the jade belt is decorated with eight treasures of flowers. His appearance is clear and handsome, his ears are lobed, his shoulders are bright, and his eyes are bright. Majestic, handsome, cool and warm. Countless temperaments can be found, but they are contradictory and integrated together. He is handsome and elegant, not like an ordinary person. But who is he? Just when no one spoke and even the Nascent Soul female cultivator was dazzled, an old man dressed in yellow fir slowly flew away in the Tiannan formation. He deliberately stopped at the bottom of the white cloud, raised his arms, partially crossed his fingers, bowed and said, "Linghu, meet Senior Brother Li Xunhuan." There was fear in his drooping eyes, and a huge wave of turmoil was rising in his heart. Queen! His perception must be correct, it was the great monk Yuanhou. I never expected that after only ten years, my senior brother's cultivation level would go from the early Nascent Soul stage to the late Nascent Soul stage! I didn't understand but was shocked. Li Xun Huan nodded slightly and calmly accepted the gift from Linghu. He was very healthy. And when he nodded and acknowledged the name 'Li Xunhuan' from Linghu's mouth, Long Han Feng Bing, He Huan Old Demon, the Yuanying ancestors of Yuanwu Kingdom, Zi Jin Kingdom, Cheqi Kingdom, Jiang Kingdom, and Tianluo Kingdom, after a brief recollection, all of their pupils trembled! Eighty years ago, there was a civil strife in Yue. During the great battle among six sects that surrounded the Spirit Beast Mountain, a man from the Huangfeng Valley defeated the enemy with his Foundation Establishment skill. That person's name happened to be Li Xunhuan. just, He he he, the Queen? Impossible, absolutely impossible! At this time, Master Zhiyang stared at the purple light flashing in Li Xunhuan's pupils for a long time. He opened his mouth slightly, his hands trembled, and then he clenched them, unable to suppress his surprise.

He glanced at the others and said bitterly in a hoarse voice, "I can't tell his bone age, but his essence is strong. According to the secret method, he should be less than a hundred years old." After a pause, he pointed out, "The spirit is perfect, it's not a possession." Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and everyone's mind exploded. A hundred years old? The great monk of the Empress Yuan? Are you writing a novel? The battlefield fell strangely silent. Everyone stood still, as if the influence of the previous magical power was still there. While the powerful Yuanhou were conversing with each other, the army of cultivators below, as well as the unsuspecting Yuanying cultivators of the righteous path and the Nine-Nation Alliance, were also not idle. In secret, get targeted understanding through the Star Palace! As signs of human-to-human transmission emerged and restrictions on sensitive words were lifted, obvious results were quickly obtained. This simple result surprised everyone again and again. He passed the imperial examination and won the third place at the age of twelve, left Jiayuan City at the age of eighteen to seek immortals, entered the Huangfeng Valley at the age of twenty-one, and laid the foundation at the age of twenty-two. At the age of 27, during a sect war, he killed a Jindan cultivator with his foundation-building stage. At the age of thirty-six, he achieved Dan in the sect. At the age of sixty-four, he condensed his Nascent Soul in Tianxing City. In the same year, in a copy of Xutian Palace in Chaos Star Sea, he crossed the border and killed a cultivator in the middle stage of Sanyuanying. Then, it is now, today, in the border war, the Queen's cultivation is demonstrated. Each and every event, forming a life trajectory with extremely clear deeds, appeared before their eyes. They couldn't believe it, but they had to believe it. What follows is heartache. It hurts, it hurts too much. What is cultivation of immortality? That's what they call cultivating immortals, and what they call seeking immortal survival. . . . Guanjiangkou market, Zuixianlou. After Han Li swallowed the Water Source Fruit, his aptitude was comparable to that of a person with two spiritual roots. His cultivation also broke through to the middle stage of foundation building. He was overjoyed and invited Han Yunfeng and his sister, Wu Jiuji, Wan Xiaoshan and others to celebrate. However, when screams came one after another outside the building, he heard the information passively and was stunned. It turns out what the iron butler said was true.

Uncle Li is not uncle, but ancestor. And he is not only the Nascent Soul ancestor, but also the Yuanhou ancestor. Seriously, He practiced cultivation and cultivated immortality, but ended up becoming a dog. "Dun dun dun!" The wine entered his throat and turned into a knife, cutting his heart. . . . Yanyue Sect, Mingyue Hall. Wrinkles filled with doubt reappeared at the corners of the eyes of the Great Elder's face, which had originally become younger. A hundred-year-old queen? Is this something a human can do? When Nangong Wan saw her like this, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth and laugh secretly. Immediately, she coughed, pretending to be serious, knowing that the consultant said, "Master, do you still think you should order my husband to come?" (End of this chapter)