"Yunhe is number one, Jade Blood Sect Lu Yiye."

"Yunhe is the second, Lan Ziyi of Wuya Island."

"Mu Qingyun of Beixuan Sword Sect."

"Wanfa Pavilion Lu Qing."

"Yang Yuan from Jingkong Mountain."

"Lingyun Sect is as strong as wind."

"The shadow of Senluo Palace is infinite."

A low cry came from the crowd of the two camps, and everyone was horrified to find that among the top ten in Yunhe's hegemony, six people gathered here!

Although the remaining one, Ying Wuji, is outside the top ten, that is because he is a ghost cultivator, not that his strength is not as good as others.

If it was a life-and-death fight, the threat Ying Wuji could create by hiding in secret was even higher than the top ten.

So even though there are only seven simple figures, the deterrence and suppression brought to the Kyushu monks when they gather in one place is unimaginable.

More careful people found a frightening thing, that is, seven people stood in the air, with Lu Ye in the middle, and three people on the left and right.

But neither Mu Qingyun from Haotian League nor the other strong men from Wanmo Ridge stood side by side with Lu Ye, but fell behind him.

From the looks of it, it was clearly a scene of many stars supporting the moon.

Mu Qingyun and Lu Yiye both belonged to the Haotian League, and both came from Bingzhou, so there is nothing wrong with giving him this face, but the others are all from Wanmo Ridge, how could they give him such face?

You must know that these people are all born in the world. They represent the pinnacle of this generation of Yunhe Realm. Even if they are other talents of the same generation, they will only stimulate their competitive spirit, and they should never be allowed to lag behind.

That's exactly what happened at this moment.

Think carefully!

When the seven figures gathered and stood tall, the place was full of silence, and the previous tense atmosphere had been swept away.

Suddenly there was an extremely strong spiritual power of heaven and earth gushing out from an unknown place. The sudden change surprised everyone, but after seeing the source clearly, the monks in Kyushu immediately felt relieved.

It's just because a huge portal is slowly forming with the gathering of heaven and earth aura.

This is obviously the opening of the return channel from Kyushu.

Calculating the time, it seems a bit early, but this is what the Kyushu monks like to hear.

In the current situation, it is impossible to fight, and no matter who the monks of the two sides understand, such a large-scale confrontation, if half of them actually fight, there must be a lot of casualties, so many people have been paying attention to restraint.

Now that Lu Ye and others have stepped forward, Kyushu opened the door, and just took advantage of the slope to descend the donkey.

"Go home!" Someone shouted from somewhere in the crowd, and was the first to rush towards the door, disappearing in an instant.

A large number of monks followed, and the huge portal engulfed many figures and sent them back to Kyushu.

"Lu Mou took a step ahead, there will be a fate in the future... Forget it, it's better not to see each other again!" Lu Qing shook his head with a smile, and fled towards the door. I would never see Lu Yiye again for the rest of my life.

"Wait for me!" Feng Rulie called out, following closely behind Lu Qing.

Yang Yuan nodded slightly, and was the third to leave. JrNovels.com