972: C972 Lingyun mountains

C972 Lingyun mountains

Between the sky and the earth, there were many mountains. The mountains occupied the central area of the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm", which had a radius of at least ten thousand miles. This was the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range.

However, what formed this mountain range was not sand, rocks, earth, or vegetation. Instead, it was boundless white clouds.

This was the origin of the name "Spirit Cloud Mountain"!

For cultivators who had entered the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm," if those realms did not appear, the Spirit Cloud Mountain would definitely be the most popular place for them to train.

Within the mountain range, there was something called "Cloud Stone". Not only was it easy to refine, it also had a miraculous effect on raising one's cultivation. Most importantly, it was not hard to find Cloud Stone.

There were cultivators who spent three whole years searching for Cloud Stones within the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range. In the end, when they left the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm", they had already stepped into the realm of Yang Calamity s among the tribulation realms from the realm of Sky Origin. From this, it could be seen how beneficial this cloud stone was to one's cultivation.

Almost every time the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" was activated, the cultivators would flock to this Spirit Cloud Mountain.

However, there were not only Cloud Stones in the Spirit Cloud Mountain, there were also Cloud Beasts. They used Cloud Stones as food, and the weakest of them were at the Essence Condensation Realm, but the strongest were at the peak of the Origin Stage, or even the Yin Calamity Realm. The existence of these Cloud Beasts had turned the Cloudsoaring Mountain into a place where both fortune and danger existed.

"Hand over the cloud stone, or else ? die!"

An explosive shout suddenly sounded from the depths of a valley that was condensed from white clouds.

It was obvious that he was already at the peak of the Yuan Dan Stage. Around him, there were dozens of sword wielding cultivators standing in a circle, and in the encirclement, there were more than ten young men and women standing back to back.

These ten or so people had already activated their True Essence s, their weapons releasing a large amount of light, their expressions were anxious and cautious.

There was a handsome man dressed in green clothes among them. He held a heavy package in his hand and was surrounded by the crowd.

"Tu Lei, we're all living in the Spirit Cloud Mountain. We'll meet again when we look up. Don't go overboard in everything you do!" The green-clothed man stared at the muscular man and said in a deep voice.

"Luo Ming, hand over that bag of Cloud Stone in your hands. I, your father, naturally won't go too far. Otherwise, I'll have to be embarrassed!" The muscular man named Tu Lei raised his eyebrows and said in a strange tone, "I'll count to three. If you still don't hand it over, then we'll have to take it ourselves!"

"Three!"

From Tu Lei's mouth, he skipped past the number one and two and directly jumped to the number three. With an evil grin on his face, he shouted, "You're still not willing to give it up."

"You, you ?!" Luo Ming was so angry that his face was ashen. The remaining dozen people were also filled with both shock and anger.

"Brothers, kill!" With a wave of his hand, Tu Lei decisively shouted.

"The disciples of the 'Ling Xiao Sword Sect' are mighty indeed!"

At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded, and on the mountain ridge tens of meters away, two figures suddenly flashed.

One of them was a young lady wearing a pink dress. Her curves were graceful, her curves were convex, and she had a charming face. Her skin was tender and fair, and her long black hair was casually tied behind her head. "The other one was a handsome man of about twenty years of age. He wore a white robe that fluttered in the wind. He looked very handsome and elegant.

The woman was beautiful, and the man was handsome. When he appeared at the same time, it was as if he was a pair.

"Senior Apprentice Brother Jie!"

When he saw that white-clothed youth, Luo Ming's face immediately lit up as he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. The dozen people beside him were wild with joy and their spirits were immediately lifted.

"Who are you?" Sensing the terrifying aura that was faintly emanating from the man in white, Tu Lei's expression became extremely grim.

"Yang Prefecture, Nine Star Holy Gate, Unravel Flying Boat!"

The white clothed man's figure moved like lightning, instantly appearing in the encirclement along with the pink dressed woman. His sharp gaze quickly swept across the surroundings, and snorted coldly, "Immediately scram from my front, I count to three, all of you that haven't scram already stay behind! Three! "

He jumped straight to three without even counting one or two, and the moment the word "three" came out of his mouth, a frightening killing intent erupted forth like a volcano. At this moment, within a circumference of a hundred meters, the air seemed to freeze, and the temperature seemed to have dropped to a freezing point.

The faces of Tu Lei and the others changed.

This was especially true for Tu Lei. His face was filled with bitterness. This was exactly how he had treated Luo Ming earlier. Right now, he was also treating him in this manner.1

This retribution came a little too soon.

"Kill!"

The symbol rushed out of his throat, and just as it was about to burst out from his mouth, he swallowed it back. His eyebrows slightly raised, and in a blink of an eye, he shifted his gaze to the side. The pink-dressed girl's beautiful eyes turned towards that direction at the same time, and there was a trace of surprise on her face.

"Hu!"

After a split-second, about ten meters away from the encirclement, a black shadow suddenly appeared. It was a young man in black clothes, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and handsome, with a fluffy little nine-colored bird on his shoulder.

At this moment, almost everyone turned to look. Their eyes were filled with shock and astonishment. According to their knowledge, there were many methods in the Spirit Cloud Mountain that they couldn't use. For example, they couldn't fly, and couldn't use fast teleportation such as the Blood Spirit Escaped Skill.

In that case, how did this guy suddenly appear?

This black-clothed man was naturally the Tang Huan who had just came out from the space between the statues of the "Sword-making God".

With a single glance, Tang Huan knew that an intense battle was going to break out here. Suddenly, Tang Huan laughed out loud. "I've walked to the wrong place. Everyone, you continue on, I'll leave now."

Wrong place?

The corners of Jie Feizhou's lips curled up, revealing a hint of ridicule. But before he could open his mouth, a clear voice rang out: "Wait!"

"Tang Huan, we meet again!"

The pink-dressed woman who was originally standing beside the flying boat suddenly took a small step forward. A smile blossomed on her face, but there wasn't the slightest hint of a smile in the depths of her beautiful black eyes.

"Yu Qingge?"

Tang Huan was startled, and couldn't help but exclaim softly.

The pink dressed woman was actually Yu Qingge who came from the Yan State like him. Just now, her face had been covered by the white clothed man to a large extent. Although Tang Huan had caught a glimpse of her, he had only felt that the outline of her face was somewhat familiar.

During the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", Tang Huan had heavily injured Yu Mingjing, causing Qi Lian to scheme against him time and time again.

And Qi Lian's actions, must have been instigated by Yu Qingge. Unfortunately, not only did her plans not succeed, Tang Huan had even gotten better at staying at the "Pure Yang Sword Sect".

Before entering the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm", when Tang Huan saw Yu Qingge, he could already feel her killing intent towards him.

Now that he met her here, it could be said that they were enemies on a narrow road.

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