After All, They Are the Protagonists

Following a group of people, after flying for half a day, Mu Zhi'an finally arrived at the destination, Dongzhou Wujie.

Looking around, snowflakes are flying all over the sky in the Wujie, and the sky and the earth are white and completely uniform.

"The climate in the Martial World is a bit different from the outside world. Even monks will feel the cold, so you must remember not to underestimate the surrounding environment." The elder reminded him kindly.

Then, he raised his hand and made a tactic, pointing to Wujie.

Suddenly, a bone-piercing wind blowing with snowflakes, made many monks feel slightly moved.

The weather in this martial world is obviously not formed naturally.

In such an environment, if you don't use aura to cover your body, it may affect your body's condition.

"All of you hold your breath and concentrate, and close your eyes silently." The elder's voice suddenly came from next to my ear.

When everyone heard the words, they all closed their eyes slightly.

Before Ye Yu closed his eyes, he casually glanced at Mu Zhi'an not far away, and couldn't help sneering secretly.

In the past, someone in the sect could protect you, but in the martial arts world, everyone randomly appears in different areas, I see who else can protect you!

As everyone closed their eyes, a huge magic circle appeared out of thin air on the ground. The magic circle emitted a charming pale white halo, and everyone was teleported into it in almost an instant.

Whoosh!

The next moment, when Mu Zhian opened his eyes, he felt a huge cold wave coming towards him.

The rumors are indeed true, the extreme winter in the martial world is not formed naturally, so it will make the monks feel the cold...

Mu Zhi'an drew the spiritual energy, covered his body, and looked up at the white world in the snow.

It seems that the pale white light can be vaguely seen flashing past, that is the monks who entered the martial world one after another in the formation.

Before other monks recognize my identity, I should block my aura first... Mu Zhian thought of this in his heart, clasped his hands together and patted lightly.

Southern Wilderness Secret Technique!

The black mist silently enveloped him, and also covered Mu Zhian's figure in the black mist.

However, Mu Zhian didn't realize that the black mist was far thicker than usual...deep and mysterious.

And when the black mist enveloped his body, Mu Zhian suddenly heard a mournful and melodious voice like a ghost coming from his ear.

That voice was like a siren in the sea, full of charm.

Mu Zhian paused slightly as he was about to leave, and looked around subconsciously, only feeling dense and strange feelings rising from the bottom of his heart.

In addition to the sound of wind and snow, he heard a soft and sweet female voice.

However, at this moment, the natural spirit body was completely unable to capture the source of the sound.

She seemed to be coming from all directions, completely elusive!

Could it be that the Wujie is still haunted by ghosts... Mu Zhian only felt a chilling feeling in his heart, and looked around at the surrounding environment.

There is a vast expanse of white everywhere, and the crystal snowflakes dance in mid-air like light butterflies.

At this moment, a gust of warm wind suddenly blew by, and Mu Zhian's eyes suddenly changed, as if seeing the falling snowflakes turn into pink petals in an instant.

No... That's not an illusion, but something that actually happened!

The area where Mu Zhian is located has changed from winter to spring in the blink of an eye!

"what's the situation……"

He carefully guarded the surrounding environment.

At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of branches rustling in the wind not far behind him, Mu Zhian suddenly turned his head to look.

At the end of that field of vision was a narrow road.

On both sides of the road, there are peach blossom trees that bloom quietly at an unknown time.

And at the end of that road...

Mu Zhian's eyes narrowed slightly, and they fell on the black-robed woman who appeared at the end of the road.

The black robe tightly wraps the delicate body, outlining the perfect and sexy plump curves, giving the woman a very attractive and graceful figure.

Because of the hood, Mu Zhi'an couldn't see her face clearly, but he could vaguely see a wisp of fine silver hair.

"Your Excellency is..." Mu Zhian subconsciously asked.

His attention was completely attracted by the woman in black robe who appeared suddenly, so that he didn't pay attention at all. At this moment, there was no sound in the surroundings.

This is an astonishing thing.

Because, now is the peak stage of many monks stepping into the martial arts world, it is impossible that there is not even a single monk in such a large area.

However, in the area where Mu Zhi'an was at the moment, let alone a single figure, there was not even the slightest sound.

The woman in black robe raised her head slightly, her slightly pale rosy mouth opened slightly, outlining a gentle and sweet arc.

"As I said, I will come to pick you up."

Chapter 273 The reborn, the original witch!

Yaochi Holy Land.

There was a hazy white mist all around, Yao Meng was dressed in a blue-colored long skirt embroidered with white patterns, her eyes wandered around the holy land of Yaochi.

"Sister Fairy, will you leave after you return to Yaochi this time?"

Not far from Yao Meng, a rather pure-looking girl looked up at her with undisguised admiration in her eyes.

Yao Xin, in the past, had a bad relationship with the saintess of Yaochi, and the reason is mainly because the holy land of Yaochi was originally divided into two factions, and Yao Xin had been fascinated by it since she was a child, so naturally she didn't have much affection for Fairy Yao Yue.

With the return of the Qing Emperor this time, there will no longer be the so-called two factions in Yaochi Holy Land.

After all, if Emperor Qing came back to take power, both parties would naturally have no opinion, even Yao Xin.

"Yao Xin, don't be unreasonable." The elder on the side scolded softly, then looked at the fairy in the green skirt, raised his hand and said, "I'm sorry, Yao Xin was used to being arrogant and pampered in Yaochi in the past, and she may lack etiquette, but it's definitely not true. Disrespectful to Senior Qingdi."

Yao Meng glanced at Yao Xin, smiled lightly and said, "You can call him whatever you want, you don't have to care."

Rather, "Sister Fairy" sounds more comfortable than "Senior Qingdi".

It will remind her of Mu Zhi'an... that's what he called her too.

This one of the few empresses in Dongzhou restrained her thoughts slightly, and continued: "This time I went to Yaochi to deal with some internal affairs. In a few days, I will return to Liangyizong to watch the Immortal Ascension Conference."

Several elders who were traveling together looked at each other.Then, someone raised his courage, raised his hand and said, "Senior Qingdi, if you need resources to gather spiritual energy, we can make preparations in advance, not to mention completely recovering your cauldron, but at least half of it can be recovered. In fact, it is not necessary to go to Liangyizong..."

Yaochi Holy Land is also one of the top powers in Dongzhou. They don't know what the situation is with Fairy Yao Meng's cauldron, but if they really need resources to replenish the spirit energy lost by the cauldron, they can still prepare a lot of talents here. Dibao's.

Yao Meng shook his head lightly, and gave everyone a meaningful look: "Absorbing spiritual energy is only one aspect. Compared with this, there are other more important things that I need to deal with."

Now Yao Meng's cauldron is condensed, and his physical body has already been condensed, but for a strong man in the Dao realm, his cauldron is naturally extremely huge.

If he wanted, Yao Meng could also convert most of Dongzhou's miscellaneous spiritual energy into pure spiritual energy and absorb it into his cauldron.

But in this way, Dongzhou's spiritual energy will be thin for a long time, and the future cultivation speed of most monks in Dongzhou will also be greatly hindered.

Today's Yao Meng doesn't have much pursuit of his own strength.

What's more, if you absorb the aura too early to fill it up, you will also have less excuses.

Is it possible to tell him in the future: My current state has fully recovered, but I still want to stay in your natural furnace...

In this way, it is always easy to cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

Maybe that guy will think she is some kind of dissatisfied woman.

When thinking of this, Yao Meng smiled lightly and shook his head, and asked casually, "How is the Tiandan Phoenix Fruit?"

"The Tiandan Phoenix tree has produced three more fruits. My original plan was to award two of them to the two top geniuses in Yaochi, and keep the third for now." The Queen Mother of Yaochi replied respectfully. road.

Tiandanhuangguo can save other people's lives at critical times, even dead people can be reborn in an instant, and it is also of great benefit to future practice, it is most suitable for those geniuses in the clan who have experienced outside.

Yao Meng pondered for a moment, and said: "I still need a Tiandan Phoenix Fruit, which will be of great use in the future."

Yao Xin rolled his eyes, looked at Yao Meng and said, "Could it be for Mu Zhi'an?"

Yao Meng smiled and nodded.

Refining the gods and returning to the void, this bottleneck has stuck too many people, and this celestial phoenix fruit, even if it does not help Mu Zhian directly break through the void-returning state in the future, it can also make him break through the void-returning state. An increase of two or three percent.

And the most important thing is that Tiandanhuangguo can also save Mu Zhian's life when he is seriously injured.

"Little friend Mu has shown great kindness to the Holy Land of Yaochi, that's what it should be." The Queen Mother of Yaochi nodded slightly, and agreed straightforwardly.

"According to the time, Yao Yue and Mu Zhi'an should have already entered the martial arts world, right? I don't know what happened." Yao Xin said suddenly.

She is still young and will participate in the next Immortal Ascension Conference, but this time the Ascension to Immortal Conference has no chance for her.

"Yao Yue's talent is extremely high, and the assessment of Wujie can't help her." Yao Meng turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of Wujie.

"As for him... there is nothing wrong with it."

Regardless of his own strength, Mu Zhi'an knows a lot of people in the sect, as long as he is not unlucky enough to be assigned to an area with some people who have very bad relationships, he wants to pass the martial arts assessment and get the qualification for the Immortal Ascension Conference , is not difficult.

...Arguably, that should be the case.

Yao Meng seemed to have noticed something, his originally casual eyes gradually became serious, and his blue eyes seemed to go straight to the direction of Wujie through Yaochi.

In the Martial World of that extremely winter land, a thick black fog can be vaguely seen... The black fog is quite similar to the secret technique of Nanhuang, which can block the secrets of heaven.

"Senior Qingdi, what's wrong?" an elder boldly asked.

Yao Meng didn't answer, but after staring at her for a short time, this fairy who was always gentle and indifferent could not help but feel a little chill in her beautiful eyes at this moment, and there was a faint terrifying aura emanating from her body.

"His breath is gone."

……

The Wujie is divided into nine areas, arranged sequentially from No. [-] to No. [-].

After everyone drew lots to determine their respective areas, a group of people poured into the martial world one after another.

Some monks used to have some conflicts with each other, so a big battle broke out as soon as they entered the martial arts world. There are also many monks who are more rational. At the right time, take another shot to win points.

After all, an area in the martial arts world is quite large, and it is not difficult to find a hiding place.

boom!

In the No. [-] area, a strange black mist emanated from Nijati's body. He punched a monk in the chest. The monk spurted blood from his mouth and took a few steps back.