The stone path is extremely long. At first glance, it looks like a serpentine python, walking up the mountain range, and finally disappearing into the dark clouds in the distance. Walking on it, there is an illusion of exceptional insignificance.
Xiao Yan didn't rush or slow down, walking slowly towards the soil on the top of the mountain step by step. On both sides of the mountain road, there were a kind of giant silver trees. This kind of tree was quite strange and did not have the slightest branches and leaves. The whole looked like a straight pillar, and what surprised Xiao Yan the most was that within this silver giant tree, there was a strong thunder and lightning power. If there is a sense of soul power, It is possible to find that a stream of thunder and lightning gas flows continuously along the top of the giant tree, and finally rises into the dark clouds in the sky.
Standing and watching this scene, Xiao Yan thoughtfully. The reason why this thunder mountain possesses such terrifying wind and thunder power is probably related to this strange tree. With these silver trees providing thunder power, the sky The dark clouds above will never dissipate. In this way, if you practice thunder attribute exercises here, you will get twice the result with half the effort later.
"Sure enough, Fenglei Pavilion will choose a place."
He gave a sigh of admiration in his heart. Just as Xiao Yan moved, a clear crane suddenly resounded, and immediately everyone saw a gorgeous colorful giant crane flying down from the bottom of the mountain. Finally rushed straight to the top of the mountain.
"Colorful Giant Crane? Could it be the Feng Lei Ci-Miss Feng on the top?"
Seeing these colorful giant cranes, there were voices of envy in exclamation on the mountain road.
Xiao Yan's gaze also stopped on the colorful giant crane. He did not look at the colorful giant crane. His gaze was tightly locked on the graceful figure on the back of the giant crane, coming from the familiar figure. Look, this woman is indeed Feng Qing'er.
The giant crane did not stop because of the exclamations on the mountain road. When the giant wing flicked, "it rushed into the clouds and disappeared quickly."
When the giant crane disappeared, Xiao Yan also slowly retracted his gaze, and his brows wrinkled uncontrollably. There must be something on this woman that obscured her aura. Otherwise, it is impossible to see Xiao Yan's current strength. I don't know her strength.
"It seems that this woman is not easy. I have all seen people at Beer Fang Pavilion. To be honest, Feng Qing'er is the most dangerous,-" Xiao Yan muttered in his heart with a pensive expression on his face. Dao, the unknown, is the most terrifying. Although Tang Ying, Wang Chen, and Mu Qingluan are also extremely powerful, and they all have the power to fight against the strong, they all Xiao Yan didn't give Xiao Yan such a dangerous feeling, only this Feng Qinger... made him unable to see through.
"If what is expected is not bad, I am afraid that this woman will be the final winner of the Sifang Pavilion Conference..." Xiao Yan sighed lightly. He didn't have any actual evidence for this idea, but there was a faint one. This kind of feeling makes him think so.
For Feng Qing'er, perhaps because of Fenglei Pavilion, Xiao Yan couldn't talk about any good feelings. Although the appearance and temperament of the other party were all the best choices, from the beginning, he had some grudges against him. Therefore, If she watched her win the final grand victory, she felt a little unhappy in her heart.
When he curled his lips, Xiao Yan murmured in his heart, and stopped staying too much on this mountain road, but accelerated his pace until it almost directly turned into a black line, swiftly rushing towards the top of the mountain.
Although Leishan's waves were not low, he reached the top of the mountain smoothly in less than ten minutes at Xiao Yan's speed.
As soon as he climbed to the top of the mountain, a demon-like noise was directly lured into Xiao Yan's ears, and he almost felt dizzy as a result, after he was overwhelmed. With a lingering fear, Xuan was stunned to see the dense and invisible sea of lacquered black people.
With Xiao Yan's temperament, Rao couldn't help being a little speechless at this moment. He was far from expecting that this Sifang Pavilion meeting could attract such a crazy crowd.
After a moment of stunned, Xiao Yan finally sighed in recognition of his fate. With a movement, he swept atop a giant silver tree. At this moment, there were many people standing on the strange silver trees around. Such actions did not attract much attention.
With such a good vision, Xiao Yan was able to see the top of the thunder mountain in general. At this moment, the place where they were was was a square. The material of the square was obviously the silver giant tree that Xiao Yan had stepped on. Silver, it looks quite dazzling, there are some potholes in the square, I want to come here on weekdays should be the practice place for Feng Lei Wan disciples.
On the top of Tianmu Mountain, the most eye-catching thing is the huge silver tower. The height of this tower is at least thirty or forty feet. It is extremely majestic. , But directly inserted into the clouds, giving people a very mysterious feeling.
There are still many buildings on the top of the mountain, which should be the residences of the disciples of Fenglei Pavilion. When Xiao Yan swept his eyes, he turned around, and immediately stopped in front of the huge silver square. Wooden seats, before these seats, there are many disciples of Feng Lei Pavilion standing upright with grim faces. Seeing the faintly revealed breath, they are obviously not ordinary disciples.
At this moment, these seats are all empty seats, but it is clear that the person who is qualified to sit here will definitely be a heavyweight in the Sifang Pavilion.
Seeing that the meeting hadn't officially started yet, Xiao Yan also sat cross-legged on the silver wood, and then began to recuperate...
Xiao Yan's rejuvenation time did not last long. A crisp bell rang suddenly and leisurely on the thunder mountain. Soon afterwards, many body-building shadows flashed out from the top of the mountain, and finally dispersed to the west, where these shadows were scattered. Excellent, it happens to surround the entire mountain top. Anyone who changes will be immediately paved by these venomous guards. "The disciple of Fenglei Pavilion, really well-trained..." Xiao Yan opened his eyes when the bell rang, glanced at the spot where the surrounding figures were scattered, and then secretly said in his heart. "Hui!" As Xiao Yan muttered to himself, a huge thunderbolt suddenly swept down amidst the white clouds. The sudden glare almost made most people habitually close their eyes. Going up, Xiao Yanhui squinted his eyes and looked at the huge thunderbolt. There, a few figures walked out slowly, and finally landed on the silver wooden seat.
With his gaze swept away, Xiao Yan's gaze was immediately on a familiar figure, and a coldness flashed in his eyes: "Fei Tian..." "It turns out to be Feng Leihong's four pavilions, tut, this time Feng Lei Ge is indeed the strongest, and the one in the middle must be the rumored Venerable Thunder, right?" When everyone opened their eyes, they saw the four people on the seats, the sound of shock and The page resounded. Hearing this, Xiao Yan's heart also moved, and his turning eyes instantly stopped at the person in the middle. This person was quite tall and seemed to be less than 40 or 50 years old, but there was a silvery white chin on his chin. His beard, his body is wearing a silver robe, and the silver robe is covered with lightning patterns. From a distance, it looks like a living thing, constantly circulating, and even in the faintly there are a few thunderous self Which diffused out.
The breath of this person seems to be far less tyrannical than Fei Yao's trio, and even has an ordinary feeling. However, relying on his extraordinary soul perception, Xiao Yan clearly felt a kind of extremely dangerous from this person's body. Feeling, this kind of feeling, even Fei Tian, did not have it.
"He is the master of Fenglei Pavilion, is that Venerable Thunder? It's really terrifying..." Xiao Yan sighed lightly. This is probably the first time he has used this deity to face a real fighting master. Although the purple-clothed old man I met in the soul hall was also Dou Zun, Xiao Yan at that time was just a ray of soul power. "call out!
While marveling in Xiao Yan's heart, a piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded above the Thunder Mountain, and immediately everyone was shocked to see that a huge sword with a length of ten feet was rushing through the sky with a flash. Time appeared in the sky above the square.
"Haha, Lord Sword, you came the fastest this time." Seeing the great sword in the sky, Lord Thunder in the silver robe also stood up, laughter resounding like thunder on the thunder mountain.
The giant sword shuddered slightly, and then it turned into countless light spots and jumped away. On it, two figures slowly fell from the sky, and immediately fell on the seats.
There are two figures, one old and one young. The young man is familiar to Xiao Yan, because it is Tang Ying from the Wanjian Pavilion. The old man beside him is a little short in stature. He is dressed in sackcloth, and looks like a stranger among all living beings. It looked like a little old man, but everyone present knew that this little old man was also a terrifying existence at the same level as Venerable Thunder. "Unexpectedly, even the Sword Sovereign came. It seems that the first troops to reach the Fenglei Mountain Range should be the advance troops of the Four Pavilions. Now, it is the real meat show." The appearance of Sword Sovereign also made the square in an instant. The surrounding atmosphere became hot.
Venerable Sword did not pay attention to the laughter of Venerable Lei, rolled his eyes, and sat down on the chair. Tang Ying stood with his hands down respectfully behind him.
"Hey, the old man Jian still has such a bad temper. It seems that he has a knot in his heart for the match of the year." Just as the Lord Sword took his seat, a strange laugh with a little ghastly smell. It sounded right thereafter, and immediately a dark light rushed from the foot of the mountain, and finally appeared directly on the seat like a teleport. You are not welcome, waving his sleeves and sitting down. The figure that appeared was an old man in a black robe, his face was pale, with a few shades of Yin 8 between his eyebrows, and a pair of pupils, but one black and one white, looked quite strange, behind him, There was also a familiar figure, naturally Wang Chen from Huangquan Pavilion.
"Back then, the old man was only lucky to lose to him. Compared to someone who had only supported a hundred rounds in the hands of Venerable Wind, he was a lot better, right? Venerable Huang Quan?" Venerable Sword Glancing at the old man in black robe, he said neither salty nor indifferent.
Hearing this, the black-robed old man's eyes suddenly fell cold, but just as he was about to say something ironic, his face changed, his gloomy gaze, staring at the sky tightly, there was a wind sound like a dragon's roar. , Came suddenly. "This old guy is obviously the fastest, but he always likes the last one to arrive..." The Sword Sovereign also raised his head, looking at the distant sky with muddy eyes, and said with a smile. Venerable Sword’s words just fell, and the sound of wind like a dragon's roar came quickly, and a huge blue whirlwind suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.
As in. When this cyan whirlwind appeared, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly shifted, and his death stared at the former, his fists in his sleeves clenched fiercely. "Venerable Wind"