First Summoner

Somehow, Shen Yan felt as if her blood was burning, extremely hot. At this moment, she actually had a strong urge to swing her sword directly at the ten bronze statues!

"Something's wrong!" Shen Yan was shocked. This feeling came so suddenly and inexplicably that made her feel very uneasy.

Could it be that the environment here has affected her character?

Shen Yan realized the seriousness of the matter, and she quickly retreated to the back, trying to stay away from the ten bronze statues to avoid being affected further.

But as she retreated, the situation became increasingly strange.

She found that her right hand holding the sword seemed to have lost control, as if a mysterious and powerful force was controlling it. Her right hand raised involuntarily, and the long sword in her hand also rose, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at one of the bronze statues!

Shen Yan looked solemn. She tried to summon the Spirit Phoenix Sword back, but -

This time, she did not get what she wanted!

She suddenly raised her eyes, her gaze was extremely sharp.

Did these ten soul-suppressing bronze statues want her to take the initiative to trigger their defensive restrictions? In this way, they would "wake up" and strangle the intruder.

When Shen Yan thought of this, his face turned cold.

She immediately stretched out her left hand and tried to pry the Spirit Phoenix Sword back.

...

at the same time.

In the Mausoleum Emperor Secret Realm, people from various major forces woke up from their comas one after another.

Most of the practitioners were teleported to the imperial capital of the Tianzhou Dynasty.

At this time, the imperial capital was still as glorious as it had been more than 800 years ago. The area of ​​the imperial capital was extremely vast, comparable to a region. The buildings were simple and majestic, revealing an attitude of looking down on the world.

Many disciples rubbed their heads and looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment around them. After they came to their senses, they were shocked and surprised, and quickly stood up from the ground.

They were in the imperial capital of Tianzhou more than 800 years ago. There were no signs of decay in the imperial capital. Instead, there was an exquisite and noble atmosphere everywhere, and the buildings were gorgeous and grand.

Many people gasped.

"This is the imperial capital of Tianzhou!"

“I didn’t expect that the Tianzhou Dynasty was still so well preserved, without even a spider web.”

"Where is the Tianzhou Palace?"

When the people present heard this, their expressions changed unpredictably.

No matter how good the Tianzhou Imperial Capital is, all the valuables are stored in the Tianzhou Imperial Palace, so if they go too late, they will be gone!

Also, it is said that the Tianzhou Divine Sword is in the imperial palace!

Everyone rushed away.

A figure stood on the eaves, holding a light blue paper umbrella in his hand, and the shadow cast by it blurred his face.

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Tianzhou Palace.

At this moment, his attention seemed to be attracted by another figure.

The man was wearing the sect's purple uniform embroidered with gold. He had an upright figure and a face so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether he was male or female. He looked like a demon or an immortal. His waist, which was bound by a waist belt, was a little too thin. He was Sui Changyun from Chengyun Palace.

He is also one of the rare geniuses in the Changming world.

Sui Changyun looked at Nie Xun with an undisguised look in his eyes and smiled: "The disciple of the Jidao Sect's leader, Nie Xun?"

Nie Xun nodded slightly: "That's right."

"You're not as pretty as me." Sui Changyun sneered.

Nie Xun was stunned, with a rare look of surprise on his face.

By the time he reacted, Sui Changyun had already headed towards the palace.

Nie Xun restrained his expression and was about to go to the palace in front, but he heard a happy female voice.

"Nie Xun!"

Nie Xun paused and turned around to see that it was Yan Yao.

Yan Yao was now wearing the uniform of a Lu family disciple. She looked at Nie Xun with joy in her eyes, and an indescribable feeling of restlessness welled up in her heart. She hurried over, wanting to have a good talk with Nie Xun.

But I didn't expect him to take a step back.

"Miss Yan." Nie Xun's tone was light and distant.

Yan Yao felt a tightness in her chest, "Nie Xun, why did you call me so strangely?"

"If we talk according to the seniority of Guiyuan Continent, you should call me Junior Master Nie. If we talk according to the identities of Changming Realm, you and I should be strangers." Nie Xun's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it made Yan Yao's eyes red in an instant.

Yan Yao felt bitter, "Can't we just be friends?!"

Nie Xun shook his head slightly.

"No."

Clean and direct.

Yan Yao's face was filled with shame and anger. She clenched her five fingers tightly, as if her fingertips were about to pierce into her palms.

She took a deep breath and said, "Why not? Is it because of the gap in our current status? If that's the case, give me some time, I will definitely catch up with you!"

Nie Xun had a cold expression and was unmoved.

He turned around and tried to leave.

"Don't go! You know I like you!" Yan Yao was a little panicked, and rushed forward quickly, trying to hug Nie Xun's waist.

When Yan Yao was about to touch Nie Xun, she suddenly sensed danger. At that moment, her face changed in shock.

boom!

Nie Xun held a paper umbrella in his hand and blocked the attack for Yan Yao.

Nie Xun looked over and saw that the person who attacked Yan Yao was the daughter of the Jidao Sect’s leader—Nan Rong Jingyun.

Nan Rong Jingyun glanced at Yan Yao coldly, then jumped over, walked in front of Nie Xun and called out softly.

"Junior brother."

Nie Xun raised his eyes to look at her and said calmly: "Don't hurt others for no reason in the future."

Nan Rong Jingyun frowned, "But, she wants to hug you..."

"She can't touch me." Nie Xun said calmly, his eyebrows and eyes were as light as a landscape ink painting, and his face was cold.

When Nan Rong Jingyun heard this, her beautiful face seemed to show a hint of loss.

She didn't want to continue this topic, "Junior brother, let's go."

Nie Xun nodded slightly.

At this moment, Yan Yao looked at the backs of the two of them, feeling grief-stricken and angry, as well as humiliated. She had noticed Nan Rong Jingyun's presence outside the secret realm because she had always been standing with Nie Xun...

Yan Yao stared at Nie Xun's back and gritted her teeth, "Nie Xun, if I'm not your friend, then who is? Do you think you have no friends?"

Suddenly, Yan Yao laughed sarcastically.

"I know, Shen Yan is your friend, right? You care about her so much! What's so good about her? It's a pity that you don't know that she already has a lover, not you, but Feng Xing!"

Nie Xun's body stiffened slightly and he lowered his eyes slightly, making it impossible to tell his expression.

But Nan Rong Jingyun, who was walking beside him, noticed it keenly.

Nan Rong Jingyun was a little confused. She could see that her junior brother didn't like Yan Yao, so she didn't care much about Yan Yao, but...

"Junior brother, who is Shen Yan?"

Nie Xun was silent for a moment, "Someone I know."

Nan Rong Jingyun heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this. She turned her head to glance at Nie Xun's cold and perfect profile, then raised her eyes to look straight ahead.

Shen Yan, who is it?

People from the underworld?

She was in a state of confusion and asked, "Has she also come to the Mausoleum Emperor Secret Realm?"

Nie Xun remained calm and said calmly, "Here I come."