Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Gray robe old man

There are blizzards and snowstorms in Beiling all the year round, coupled with climate problems, so most of the area is covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. Therefore, the creatures living in Beiling are basically very strong.

And those creatures with relatively weak constitutions are almost unable to survive here for a long time.

Half a month later, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao finally arrived at a border of Beilingyu.

This place is the junction of the two forces.

The two forces are the Phantom Valley and the Blood Web Sect respectively.

At this moment, the people from the Unreal Valley and the people from the Blood Web Sect are confronting each other. Although the two sides haven't done anything yet, the atmosphere between them is already on the verge of breaking out.

"This time, you people from the Unreal Valley did it first." The person who spoke was a young man with a gloomy expression. His name was Bi Anyan, and his cultivation was at the middle level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"You guys from the Blood Web Sect molested my sister first." It was a voice full of anger. It was also a young man named Jia Yingjun, whose cultivation was at the middle level of the Moon Spirit Realm. He was also a young man from the Unreal Valley valley owner.

Jia Mei is Jia Yingjun's biological sister, and their fathers are both the owners of the Unreal Valley, and their status is not low, so it is naturally difficult for them to bear each other's humiliation.

"You Bloodweb Sect are all vulgar people." Jia Mei said angrily, "Even if I can't get married, I won't marry your young master."

Bi Anyou and Bi Anyan are brothers, and Bi Anyou is the young master of the Bloodnet Sect. His appearance does not look outstanding, and he looks rough, but his cultivation talent is very good. He is now 35 Years old, but his cultivation has already reached the peak of the Moon Spirit Realm.

"It's your good fortune that my young master is able to take a fancy to you. The situation in your Illusory Valley shouldn't be very good right now?" The Lord is now seriously injured, lying in bed and unable to get up at all."

The faces of the people in the Unreal Valley suddenly changed. Their valley owner was indeed seriously injured, and he was still lying unconscious on the bed.

"If you want to keep the Unreal Valley, let Jia Mei marry this young master." Bi Anyou put on a very arrogant posture, and raised his lips, "This young master has long wanted to marry her back as a concubine gone."

"Shut up!" Jia Mei stared at Bianyou with eyes full of anger.

"Even if this young master shuts up, your father won't be able to wake up now." Bi Anyou sneered and said in a disdainful tone, "Jia Mei, you'd better marry this young master obediently as a concubine, otherwise you None of the people in the Illusion Valley can survive."

"What do you want to do?" Jia Yingjun's expression changed suddenly.

"Our Blood Web Sect is not the only one who covets your Illusory Valley now." Bi An said sadly, "According to the news my young master got, the people from Chifengzhai have already planned to attack your Illusory Valley people. .”

The distance between Chifeng Village and Youhuan Valley is also very close, just like the Blood Web Sect, they are just next door.

All along, their three forces have maintained a good balance.

But since the owner of Unreal Valley was seriously injured and fell into a coma, this balance has been lost.

The current situation in the Unreal Valley is very bad, precarious.

And Bianyou has been coveting Jiamei.

In fact, Jia Mei's appearance is not considered stunning, and it has nothing to do with the words "beauty".

But in a place like Beilingyu, the ratio of men to women is completely out of balance.

Most women's physiques are weaker than men's, so women who can survive in Beiling are relatively stronger in physique.

But at the same time, their bodies will appear stronger than ordinary women, and they don't look petite and weak at all.

Although there are some who are more beautiful in appearance, their skin will become rough due to the living environment.

In addition, the Northern Lingyu has not been very peaceful, so many powerful female monks have appeared here.

With Jia Mei's appearance, if it is placed in the South Lingyu, it can only be regarded as average.

But here in Beilingyu, Jia Mei's appearance can be regarded as the ultimate beauty.

The surrounding ground is covered with a layer of ice, the wind is cold, and even snowflakes are falling.

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao stood on the ice, while Ling Xiao was still holding Xiao Bai in his arms.

Ling Xiao was stroking Xiao Bai's hair, while Mo Junlan was looking at the two opposing forces in front of him.

"People in Beilingyu...are all of them so stout?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows, his eyes turned, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "That should be a woman, right? But how does her figure look better than that?" We both need to be strong and strong..."

To be honest, Mo Junlan was indeed hit, although it was only for a moment.

Mo Junlan looked down at his figure, and suddenly he was a little dissatisfied, "It seems that I have to exercise this body, otherwise the figure will not even be comparable to that of a woman."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help turning his head to look at Mo Junlan, and said, "Brother Junlan, you are in good shape now."

Anyway, when he hugged Mo Junlan, he would feel very comfortable.

Also very safe.

"You are talking nonsense with your eyes open." Mo Junlan sighed softly.

"No!" Ling Xiao shook his head and denied.

"Then you are beauty in the eye of the beholder." Mo Junlan said.

Ling Xiao, "..."

Mo Junlan stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, sighed, "It seems that I still can't be lazy!"

"Brother Jun Lan, I don't think they are good-looking, they are not as good as you." Ling Xiao blinked and said.

"Xiao'er, to be a sword spirit, you have to be honest." Mo Junlan spoke to Ling Xiao earnestly.

"Brother Jun Lan, I have always been honest with you," Ling Xiao said.

"It seems to be the same." Mo Junlan raised his hand and stroked his chin.

"Wow!" Xiaobai suddenly called out.

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the two forces in front of them were already fighting.

"The situation doesn't seem very optimistic!" Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes.

"It has nothing to do with us." Ling Xiao said expressionlessly.

"We can't let them all die, we still have to find someone to inquire about the ice spirit holy water!" Mo Junlan said with pursed lips.

"They shouldn't all die." After observing for a while, Ling Xiao said again, "Just grab someone and ask them later."

Mo Junlan didn't know what came to mind, she suddenly turned her gaze to Xiaobai, raised her eyebrows lightly, and said, "We are all cultivators, so even if we stand here, we won't feel cold, but this only looks Why does a dog that looks very ordinary have no influence at all?"

"...the hair is too thick." Ling Xiao replied while stroking the hair, "but it's quite comfortable."

Mo Junlan, "..."

Forget it, as long as you like it.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly passed behind them, and it also carried a sense of coercion.

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao turned around immediately.

I saw an old man in a gray robe standing not far away, staring at them.

Neither Mo Junlan nor Ling Xiao spoke.

After a while, the gray-robed old man on the opposite side said, "You two little dolls, your luck is really not very good."

Mo Junlan didn't change his face, and said in a calm and authentic tone, "Actually, this deity is not young anymore."

"Brother Jun Lan, he seems to be looking for trouble." Ling Xiao said.

"That's why I'm a little puzzled." Mo Junlan said helplessly, "Why do troubles always come to us automatically? Is it so that Heaven doesn't want us to be free?"

Ling Xiao, "..."

The gray-robed old man on the opposite side sneered, "You still have the heart to chat? Did you not take this old man seriously?"

"The deity doesn't know you? Why do you put such an ugly monster in your eyes?" Mo Junlan snorted coldly, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, his eyes were like frost and snow, and said, "What's more, what are you?"

Hearing this, the old man in gray robe was furious, and said through gritted teeth, "This old man is the deputy head of Chifeng Village."

"I don't know!" Mo Junlan said calmly.

"Is this the territory of Chifengzhai?" Ling Xiao asked suddenly.

"Although not yet, but it will be soon." The old man in gray robe said arrogantly.

"Since it's not, then you must have come here to find fault." Ling Xiao said coldly.

"Our village master is not afraid of men and women, and this old man just dedicated you to the village master." The grey-robed old man said with a gloomy expression.

He originally planned to take the opportunity to go and rob Jia Mei, but he didn't expect to meet Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao.

The moment he saw Mo Junlan's appearance, he only thought that their village master might like this beautiful boy more.

"Xiao'er, do you want to do it or should I do it?" Mo Junlan asked.

Ling Xiao glanced down at Xiaobai in his arms, and said, "You do it."

"Okay!" Mo Junlan smiled lightly, then took two steps forward, looked at the gray-robed old man opposite, and said with pursed lips, "Since you took the initiative to come here to seek death, then this deity has no choice but to fulfill you."

"You two little white faces are exactly the type that our village master likes." The gray-robed old man didn't take Mo Junlan's words to heart at all, and continued to say sadly, "You can rest assured that the village master of our Chifeng village should be able to Compassionate and cherishing jade."

"There's so much nonsense!" Mo Junlan directly raised his hand and shot out a burst of spiritual power.

The old man in gray robe originally wanted to say a few more words, but he never expected that Mo Junlan would make a sudden move.

By the time the gray-robed old man reacted and wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

Mo Junlan's attack landed on the gray-robed old man, and a figure flew upside down immediately, and then smashed hard on the ice.

The gray-robed old man spat out blood, his complexion turned pale instantly, and his heart was filled with shock.

The other party... turned out to be a strong man in the Emperor Spirit Realm!

How can this be?

He looks so young...how could his cultivation be in the Emperor Spirit Realm?

Mo Junlan walked forward slowly, his white clothes fluttering against the wind, and he looked at the gray-robed old man with a half-smile, and said in a disdainful and contemptuous tone, "Stinky old man, stand up and beat him if you have the guts!"

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