In the center of Chixiao Fan Domain is a vast land. There are mountains everywhere, spiritual grass everywhere, ancient trees towering in the sky, and spiritual beasts roaming. However, just a few days ago, the originally peaceful environment here actually experienced huge turmoil.

A powerful shock wave emerged from the ground, and then the mountains collapsed and the ground rose, as if something had emerged from the ground.

The trickle was cut into several sections, like a waterfall, pouring down from the collapsed mountains. The spirit beasts ran around, as if they had encountered the end of the world, without stopping.

This turmoil lasted for three days.

Three days later, a huge palace-like tomb shining with a light blue light shield stood on the earth.

The Chixiao Fan Domain, which had been silent for nearly a hundred years, was boiling because of the appearance of this tomb.

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But the "Top Ten Young Elites" who said "Purple Cloud Sea" rushed to the "Fanjun Tomb" in a huge "Yun Eagle".

The so-called: Running to death on the mountain.

Although the "Fanjun Tomb" seems to be only a few dozen miles away from a distance, it took three days to get off the road.

Ye Junlin sat on the back of the "Yun Ying", with a solemn expression and his eyes swept across the mountains, rivers and trees, showing the sway of a king who looked down on the world.

Yang Gongcheng was sitting cross-legged beside Ye Junlin with a black iron sword on his back, his eyes closed. An unknown set of mysterious skills of cultivation quietly started to operate on him. His talent was not very high, and his ability to achieve today's cultivation was entirely due to diligence.

On the other side of Ye Junlin, Yunfeng, Guan Peiyan and four other warriors were also practicing with their eyes closed. Song Miaoyu was sitting far away from Ye Junlin. The scenes of Ye Junlin "mockery" her last time were still shrouded in her heart like a ball of black fog.

The nine teenagers had nervousness and a little excitement on their faces, except for one.

That is Gao Changgu.

I saw his brows frowning, his face was gloomy and clear, as if he was in a fierce struggle in his heart...

"Chi——"

When he was about to approach the "Fanjun Tomb", the huge cloud eagle suddenly let out a long roar, and a huge pressure came to it.

Not only Yun Ying, but every warrior, including Yun Zhenyu, also felt this terrifying pressure. It was like a huge palm, slapped all the people and spirit beasts down heavily.

"Yun Ying, land!" Yun Zhenyu said helplessly.

"Cry——" Yun Ying let out a long roar, as if responding to Yun Zhenyu's words, then his huge wings suddenly waved and slowly landed downwards...

Below the sky, there were more than a dozen people resting in an open space. They were all wearing black brocade clothes, and a huge wolf head was embroidered on the brocade clothes' chest.

They are undoubtedly from the "Wild Wolf Gang".

The "Wild Wolf Gang" is closer to here, so they came earlier than the "Purple Cloud Sea".

Seeing that a giant eagle landed, all the "Wild Wolf Gang" warriors suddenly stood up. The strong mysterious aura on their bodies fluctuated and they watched vigilantly.

"Brother Leng, I came very early!" Yun Zhenyu spoke first.

"So it's Brother Yun!" A black and thin middle-aged man responded among the warriors of the "Wild Wolf Gang".

The middle-aged man named "Leng Li", is the second elder of the "Wild Wolf Gang", with a low-level Xuanshi cultivation level. He and Yun Zhenyu have been familiar with him since he was a teenager, and it has been thirty or forty years.

"Brother Leng!" Yun Zhenyu walked down the giant eagle and clasped his fists at Leng Li.

"Brother Yun!" Leng Li stretched out his arms, and two forty-year-old men hugged each other tightly. A strange atmosphere suddenly appeared in the air.

"Uh..." Yun Feng saw everyone's faces showing strange looks, quickly cleared his throat and explained in a low voice: "My father and Uncle Leng have shared life and death together."

"Oh~" everyone said 'oh' in a collective voice, not knowing what the purpose was.

Perhaps the sound of the 'naughty kids' on the 'Purple Cloud Sea' interrupted the 'Empathy' of the two old men. Leng Li turned his head, looked at Ye Junlin and others and said, "Is this your 'new generation' disciple?"

"Well. A group of naughty little ghosts." Yun Zhenyu said, with a look of pride on his face.

"Not bad, not bad." Leng Li looked at Ye Junlin and others and praised.

"You 'Wild Wolf Gang' is not bad either! They are all 'high-level mysterious masters'!" Yun Zhenyu couldn't help but shout at the new generation of disciples of the 'Wild Wolf Gang'.

The "Wild Wolf Gang" is a paradise for "Beast Warriors", and the "Beast Warriors" are almost crushing among the warriors of the same level!

"Uh." Leng Li didn't compliment and said straightforwardly: "These little wolf cubs have practiced very hard, and I am quite satisfied with this."

After a cold li talk, Ye Junlin looked at the ten disciples of the "Wild Wolf Gang": the ten disciples, eight men and two women, are exactly the same as the men and women on the "Ziyunhai". They are divided into two parts, each part is five people. Obviously, these ten people are not very harmonious.

Just as Ye Junlin and others were looking at the disciples of the "Wild Wolf Gang", the people from the "Wild Wolf Gang" were also doing the same.

"Jun Lin, look at that guy." Yang Gongcheng said, pointing to a person like a 'little boss'.

Ye Junlin followed Yang Gongcheng's fingers and saw a burly boy who looked like a "little leader" who was scanning them. A golden necklace as thick as a "dog chain" was hanging around his neck, and his hands were covered with gold jewelry, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was "rich".

Under the sunlight, these golds emit golden brilliance, reflecting the young man with a very glorious spirit.

"What a rich man!" Yang Gongcheng was secretly shocked.

Ye Junlin stared at the boy and suddenly felt a familiar feeling. Ye Junlin pondered, and a strong smile suddenly appeared on the face that he was destined to remember for the rest of his life.

"Jun Lin, you are really your boy!" The 'nurturing tyrant' shouted, and then rushed over like a tiger.

The 'local tyrant' is undoubtedly Liang Bufan.

"Oh, rich. You are really rich now." The two teenagers hugged each other, with unlimited feelings.

Seeing the situation, the other teenagers of the "Ziyunhai" and the "Wild Wolf Gang" all had black lines on their faces.

"What kind of day is this? Why do two big men always hug each other..." Everyone thought to the same end.

Yun Zhenyu turned his head and stared at Liang Bufan.

"What is this kid?" Yun Zhenyu turned his head and asked Leng Li.

"Our ancestor's personal disciple - Liang Bufan." Leng Li replied, with a look of pride on his face.

"Is it the legendary 'Dragon Warrior'?" Yun Zhenyu suddenly said loudly.
Chapter completed!