After leaving the Immortal Realm, Xiao Ye flew towards the direction of Wentian Willow Tree according to his memory, and at the same time he constantly released his spiritual consciousness and explored the area ahead.

Now that the Great Sage of Time has obtained the second time rain stone, he fell into a deep sleep, unable to remind him to avoid the many dangers in the Immortal Mountains, he can only rely on himself.

Although his strength has increased greatly, he has been cautious along the way, so he is considered to be in danger.

"The realm has broken through to the late stage of the Tianling Realm, and even the spiritual consciousness has become much stronger!"

Feeling everything within a thousand miles was under control, as if seeing it with your own eyes, Xiao Ye smiled slightly.

You know, this is the Immortal Mountain. When the spiritual martial artists enter here, their spiritual consciousness will be suppressed.

In the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his spiritual consciousness could only cover a radius of about two hundred miles at most.

As he continued to fly, the gradual earth-shaking battle fluctuations continued to sweep from the front, making Xiao Ye happy.

"It seems that the Wentian willow tree has not disappeared yet. The many strong people in the second level of heaven are still fighting for Wentian willow!"

Although he has been practicing in the Immortal Realm and has spent a long time, in fact, it has only been more than four months since the outside world.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Ye accelerated and flew towards the direction of Wentian willow tree.

"Mad, these Iron Clothing Spirit Sergeants are so perverted, and the number is increasing. If you continue to fight, my life will be lost here. Let's go away quickly."

"Yes, I heard that there are other treasures and opportunities in the Immortal Mountains, so we don't need to fight with these Iron Clothing Spirits."

"Oh, the luckiest guy is the boy who has practiced the ancient scriptures of Taichu, who actually snatched away three intercourses of Wentianliu at once."

"Where is his luck? I heard that he was chased by Long Wanhai all the way to the Immortal Realm, and I am afraid he will never be able to get out alive again."

...

In the vast mountains of immortality, three warriors were flying forward and talking.

Each of them is a strong man at the peak of the spiritual level. He is powerful, but his spiritual body is covered with blood and his aura is quite sluggish, as if he has experienced a fierce battle.

"Um?"

At this moment, one of the warriors seemed to feel something, and looked forward with his eyes stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"It turned out to be him? How is this possible!"

The other two warriors looked forward and were stunned, as if they were damn.

At this moment, a young man wearing a gilded robe appeared in their sight and was flying towards them. Who would it be if it were Xiao Ye?

Xiao Ye had already seen these three people, and his expression flew over calmly.

He had a little impression of these three people.

Although they are all at the peak of the spirit level, their strength is about 80th in the realm spirit list. However, judging from the appearance of these three people, they do not seem to have any plans to attack him.

"Xiao Ye, can you actually come out of the Immortal Realm alive? This is incredible!" The three warriors all reacted, with shock on their faces.

"Xiao Ye, do you still have to ask Tianliu?"

"You'd better not go. There are too many Iron-clothed Spiritual Services guarding Wentian Liu Tree. Even the strong men on the 35th place in the Realm Spirit List have been killed. Now most of the warriors have been forced to leave. Almost all those who dare to stay and continue to rob Wentian Liu are among them, and Long Wanhai is among them."

One of the warriors kindly reminded him.

"oh?"

Xiao Ye was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Has the number of Iron-clothed Spiritual Services guarding Wen Tianliu increased?

"Thank you for the reminder."

Xiao Ye nodded to the three of them, passed by in the air, and quickly disappeared from the three of them's sight.

"Damn, we kindly reminded you, what is the attitude of this kid?"

"Hmph, he is going back to die, we can't stop him, let's go."

...

Both warriors were dissatisfied, and only the other warrior had a serious look: "Xiao Ye's current aura... seems a bit unusual."

The next moment, he ignored his companions

My companion turned around and followed.

“Extraordinary?”

"It seems a bit."

The two warriors were stunned for a moment, then they reacted, looked at each other, and followed.

On the other side, as Xiao Ye moved forward quickly, the huge willow tree shrouded in mist finally appeared in sight.

The soft green willow branches hang down, as if they evolved into endless Taoist rhymes, containing murderous intent. Looking around, the iron-clothed spiritual servants who were flowing cold light seemed to be returning from the Yin soldiers to the Yang, igniting the huge aura in the Immortal Mountains, making the world tremble and guarding the willow tree around Wentian.

Living corpses were lying in a row near the Wentian willow tree, and the blood stained the ground red.

"There are thirty iron-clothed spiritual servants!"

Xiao Ye swept away his eyes. Although he had been mentally prepared, he still took a breath.

Last time, only ten Iron-Clothed Spiritual Assistants blocked many spiritual powerhouses, but this time there were actually thirty. How many Iron-Clothed Spiritual Assistants did this Wentian Willow tree give birth to? It was simply terrifying.

At this moment, there were only more than twenty warriors fighting against these thirty Iron Clothing Spirit Attendants.

Each of these more than 20 strong men had a majestic posture. The ancient scriptures were roaring constantly, and they were overwhelming the heavens. All kinds of scriptures were all flying into the air, swallowing the mountains and rivers. They were working together to fight against the Iron-clothed Spiritual Service, wanting to rush over to grab Wen Tianliu, but they refused to give up.

Needless to say, these more than 20 strong people are naturally among the more than 30th in the World Spirit List.

Although they were not many, they rarely gave up their arrogance and joined forces with each other, and were actually fighting with thirty iron-clothed spirit servants.

After the attack was blocked again, the more than 20 strong men withdrew from the attack range of the Iron-Clothed Spirit Master and were ready to rest and continue to attack.

At their level, ordinary cosmic spiritual treasures can no longer make their strength break through.

But Wen Tianliu is OK, so they naturally won’t give up easily.

As long as they join forces to kill all the Iron-Clothed Spiritual Service, these Wen Tianliu belong to them, and such efforts are naturally worth it.

"Xiao Ye?"

A man wearing a purple crown glanced inadvertently, his eyes swept forward, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face became ferocious, and his body burst into a huge murderous intent.

"Long Wanhai." Seeing that Xiao Ye was revealed, he did not hide, and appeared openly, attracting surprise gazes.

They were very impressed by this young man who suddenly took away three interrogations of Wen Tianliu at a critical moment.

"Little bastard, can you actually come out of the Immortal Realm?" Long Wanhai rose into the sky.

"Everyone, when I get rid of this kid, I will work with you to deal with these Iron-clothed Spiritual Assistants!" Long Wanhai said gloomyly.

He didn't care too much about losing the three pieces of Wen Tianliu. What he cared about was his treasure, which was actually snatched away by Xiao Ye, which was a shame for him.

"what ever."

"It's better to hurry up. I think this kid should have refined the three pieces of Wentianliu. These Iron Clothing Spiritual Assistants are a little ready to move."

...

The more than 20 strong men sitting cross-legged all said coldly, and were not even very interested in watching the battle.
Chapter completed!