Seeing his appearance, Sang An said with a "puchi".

"Are you okay? I didn't even use my full strength, and you can't stand it?"

Qin Zhe rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

Man, can't say no.

But this time, he really can't do it.

It took twenty hours to complete the journey to the ninth-level peak, but Sang An completed it in half an hour, and even he himself did not know what he had experienced.

If he hadn't actively blocked his five senses, he might have to spit it out.

Sitting down on the ground, Qin Zhe closed his eyes and silently let the power of the stars flow around his body to relieve the strangeness in his senses.

Seeing this, Sang An didn't bother him, and looked up at the lonely peak where Lingyun Pavilion was.

After a long time, Qin Zhe opened his eyes.

Sang An noticed something, turned around and said.

"Lingyun Pavilion seems to be under martial law. There is a rather obscure formation around the lonely peak. The doorway inside is not small. If you don't look carefully, you may not be able to see it. I'm afraid it will not be so easy for us to go up the mountain."

"It's just to say hello to people, and we're not here to find trouble."

Qin Zhe responded casually, got up and stretched his muscles.

It is not surprising that Lingyun Pavilion is under martial law.

The battle of the Nine Great Immortal Gates is imminent, and Lingyun Pavilion must be prepared in advance if it is involved.

The mountain gate is the old lair of Lingyun Pavilion, how could he be unprepared?

As for his mountain guard formation being praised by Sang An, it is purely reasonable.

After meeting Xingxuan, although Qin Zhe couldn't grasp whether the speaker of the Nine Great Immortals belonged to the category of "Xuanxian" in the realm classification of the fantasy world, one thing was clear.

The difference in strength between them and Yan'e, the Supreme Being of the Illusory Realm, is not too far off, and it is likely to be only a line away.

It is conservatively estimated that Yan'e has a realm close to the thirteenth level before Tianyu achieved the holy throne.

How can a person who has reached this level have no means?

"You're right to say that."

Sang An said with a smile.

"But how can you guarantee that people will welcome you?"

"It's pointless to discuss these, let's go and see."

Qin Zhe said.

Just as he was about to leave for the foot of Gufeng Mountain, Sang An suddenly looked back and said with a smile.

"Lingyun Pavilion, it seems that there are guests coming."

"guest?"

Qin Zhe was slightly stunned, and while turning his head in doubt, he released his spiritual perception.

He didn't notice anyone approaching.

But since Sang An said that there are "guests", then there must be.

Just trying to capture the possible breath, a sword shadow covering the clouds and the sun quietly appeared in the distance without warning, erected and connected the sky and the earth into a line, and then suddenly fell down with a "boom"!

Seeing this, Qin Zhe's eyes almost popped out.

The sword shadow in front of him is truly terrifying!

Just looking at the momentum of his slashing sword, it has the potential to destroy the world!

The moment the sword shadow cut down, a large area of ​​space collapsed, as if the entire sky was forcibly torn apart!

It is also tearing the space, the space that Qin Zhe can tear with the opening of the sky is nothing compared to it!

From what Qin Zhe has seen in his life, I am afraid that only the momentum caused by Pangu's will to meet the will of heaven can match it!

But that's not the point.

The point is...

He and Sang An happened to be on the path of Jian Ying Zhan Luo at this moment!

run!

Qin Zhe reacted immediately.

But before he could move, Sang An stretched out his hand to hold him and said.

"Don't panic, this sword shadow can't cut us, Lingyun Pavilion has made a move."

Before the words were finished, a phantom of an old man who was almost the same height as the lonely peak where Lingyun Pavilion was located appeared in front of the lonely peak, raised his hand to meet the falling sword shadow, and flicked lightly with his fingers.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and before the shadow of the sword fell, it shattered on the spot and became dots of fluorescence.

"Disciples of Lingyun Pavilion listen to the order, foreign enemies are coming, follow me to defend against the enemy."

The old man's voice sounded, and the phantom of the tall old man dissipated, replaced by an incomparably sharp streamer tearing the space, and shooting towards the direction where the sword shadow was originally erected.

As the streamer passed by, the already fragmented space in the distance completely collapsed and turned into nothingness.

Seeing this, Qin Zhe gasped.

This TM...

Gods fighting?

Before he had time to be amazed, one after another of impossibly tyrannical auras gradually rose from the isolated peak where Lingyun Pavilion was located, turning into streamers of light and rushing towards the surroundings of the isolated peak without hesitation.

At the same time, countless strong auras appeared in all directions around the isolated peak.

The collision unfolded almost instantly.

It was just Qin Zhe who was in a daze for a while.

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