Wolong Mountains, valley floor.

A tall boulder trembled, and the surface continued to fall off with rubble, followed by bursts of strange fluctuations.

In an instant, hundreds of figures shot out from the mountain, as for the purpose...

It's the boulder at the bottom of the valley!

The originally quiet Wolong Mountain Range became irritable and fanatical with strange fluctuations.

All of them knew that this fluctuation was a treasure left behind by the legendary immortal cultivators!

It's also the unifying goal of their coming here!

Capture the treasure and you will be king!

......

Wolong Mountains, edge.

In a large tent, all kinds of instruments were placed, and dozens of people were staring at the violently fluctuating lines on the instruments with grim faces.

"I said a long time ago, men are all big pigs' trotters!" Wei Lanyue moved her long legs wrapped in military uniforms, stepped out of the tent, looked at the rapid figure in the woods, and snorted coldly.

"Blue Moon. Wei Xunfeng glared at Wei Lanyue, looked at the time, and sighed helplessly.

"Wait, I've already informed them, and it won't take long to arrive. Wei Xunfeng couldn't help but feel a little anxious and helpless.

To seize treasures, you must occupy the right time and place, and sometimes it is better to come early than to come by chance. But who knows when it will be a coincidence, and among the heroes, they are all enemies, where is the difference between coincidences and uncoincidences.

Wei Lanyue snorted coldly, and her heart became more and more dissatisfied, but she still sat quietly, rubbing her hands, and couldn't help but have anticipation and excitement in her eyes.

......

Almost all countries in the world are playing this scene, and they are all closely watching the Wolong Mountain Range.

Among them, such as country S and country M, there are even many elite troops and top technological firepower, but whenever their country obtains that longed-for treasure, they must bring that treasure back even if they are in danger of being attacked by a group.

As for those small countries, the personnel sent with them have some strength, but they are still not enough, and they came this time just to think that even if they can't eat the main meal, they can try to share a spoonful of porridge to drink.

......

Of course, in addition to the national forces, there are also many dark forces in various countries, and the top sects and sects of the country also have people coming.

For example, the Emei faction, the Tiger Gate, the Dream Sword Sect, or the exclusive to Province D, and so on, but any powerful sect with some strength will come.

Among them, there are some powerful and prestigious hermit sects, most of them send seven or eight hermits, and there are three or five of them, most of them are dressed in green robes, with beautiful faces, jade trees in the wind, wearing green silk crowns with tied hair, swords around their waists, and people with compasses...

There are also a few people, who seem to be exclusive, and the sect forces that are so flamboyant and domineering in cultivating the Fa, most of them are strong, their body muscles are bulging, and their green tendons are gathered, either they are wrapped in the skin of fierce beasts such as lions and tigers, or they simply * upper body, revealing their bodies full of hideous muscles and green tendons.

It's just that they are all cold and arrogant, especially when they look at the special elites of the surrounding countries, they are even more disdainful. Only when looking at the forces of the same sect will he be dignified.

In their opinion, no matter how strong the elites of that country were, it was limited to mortals, and they had more or less come into contact with cultivating immortals, whether they knew or practiced the exercises.

Deep down, I naturally disdain these mortals who can only act as 'reckless'.

All countries have solemn faces on this man in ancient costumes, either wearing swords, holding plates, or holding bare hands, and they all say words such as vigilance.

But there are also a few countries that even disdain this sect hermit with a delicate face, a tall figure, and no threat.

I saw a majestic man in a white military uniform step forward and take out a sharp short blade from his backhand between his eyes.

As soon as the majestic man appeared, the elites of thousands of countries in the Wolong Mountain Range were stunned, and no one made a sound, but then almost everyone looked at the four blue-robed and sword-wearing men standing in front of them with mockery.

"Is this a dead end?"

"Country M is just a lackey, just to test their strength. ”

"Don't underestimate these people in strange costumes, it is said that thousands of years ago, they were hidden in the mountains and forests, nothing more than a generation after generation. ”

"Yes, yes. And it's said they've all been involved in that kind of thing. ”

When the majestic man heard Zhou Weiwei's hustle and bustle, most of them mocked, and he couldn't help but look gloomy, but he could only show a fierce look to those sword-wielding hermits.

After all, among the many hermits, these blue-robed swordsmen are relatively weak and have better to deal with, as for the others, either the black and white coats hold the yin and yang plates, and glance around from time to time, as if they have seen everything, or they are even taller and stronger, holding their arms with both hands, and they are even more disdainful.

Naturally, he didn't dare to provoke at will, but he was eager to establish authority among countries, so he could only choose a sect that seemed to be the weakest.

Everyone knows that persimmons should be pinched softly, and everyone knows the truth, and the people of R country, who are difficult to move in their "cheapness", naturally express it to the fullest.

"Boy, it's too late to quit now, otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for having no eyes in his hand!" The majestic man looked back at the encouraging and admiring eyes of several companions at the base camp, and couldn't help but feel as if he was possessed by an aura, raising his short blade, the tip of his tongue touching the side, revealing a scarlet and cruel smile.

The blue-robed and sword-wearing people in front of him all disdained to ignore the majestic man of the R country, and in their eyes, this behavior was undoubtedly no different from the clown jumping off the beam.

The man of country R only heard the ridicule in his ears and the low sarcasm was even worse, his face was blue and white, and finally he roared angrily, and rushed towards the leader with a short blade.

Although country R has a very poor reputation in the world, how can it be said that this person is also an elite, and he shot angrily and tried his best, and the speed was naturally extremely fast, and many people were holding their breath.

Call!

The man of country R looked at the motionless blue-robed sword-wearing hermit, his face was happy, the short blade in his hand roared, and when he was about to pierce his body, his complexion changed, and he felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and his body was difficult to move at all.

And then there was the man who was in the head, and there was a young man in his twenties. His face was flat, and although he didn't have that arrogant look, he always looked directly at the boulder that still had broken stones falling off and emitting strange fluctuations.

Perhaps, he didn't bother to look at others at all, let alone show that lofty look.

"You..." The man of country R was pale, and the short blade in his hand was only a palm away from the young man at the head, but this palm, in the eyes of the man of country R, was afraid that it would be difficult to advance forever.

He only felt cold all over, and saw that the young man was breathing slightly, and his body seemed to be motionless, but he didn't know when his palm was pressed on the sword at his waist.

And the saber even cracked a crack at some point, and the cold light inside it was chilling, and the man of country R swallowed his saliva and broke out in a cold sweat.

He finally knew what monster he had provoked this time, and he felt remorseful in his heart, but there was no regret medicine in the world.

I saw the young man's thumb lightly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and slowly closed the saber.

Bang!

I saw that the man's pupils shrank, his whole body trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth and scream in horror, but he opened his mouth, and his mouth was full of blood.

And everyone around them all changed their complexions, and no one said anything, even if they were also the top forces of the sect, they also squinted their eyes, looked at the young man, and their faces were solemn.

"Gollum. The man from country R opened his mouth, and was horrified to find that his gaze was reversed, and he watched as his upper body and lower body were separated.

The incision is extremely smooth, without the slightest roughness or even the slightest blood coming out.

The upper half of his body fell, and the lower half of his body also fell, and after a long time, the incision, the blood spurted out...

After struggling for a moment or two, the man from country R on the ground dragged the internal organs all over the ground and climbed dozens of centimeters away from his base camp, and there was no sound.

The entire Wolong Mountain Range is silent...