Seriously injured the senior brother surnamed Qiang, Wang Yichen successively put down the remaining three Qingyun Sect disciples. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The five people who were arrogant in front of Wang Yichen just now fell seriously injured in front of Wang Yichen one by one.

"Ask you a question, answer it well, and I can consider giving you a way out. Wang Yichen said harmlessly.

"Boy, I advise you to let us go immediately, otherwise you will be chased and killed by the Qingyun Sect wherever you run!" Senior Brother Qiang said in a deep voice.

Although he was seriously injured by Wang Yichen, Senior Brother Qiang felt that Wang Yichen was so powerful because of his treasures, so he was very unwilling and angry.

"Hehe, it seems that you are taking my words as wind in your ears. ”

Wang Yichen smiled slightly, and slapped his palm on Senior Brother Qiang's head.

"Bang!"

The furious mana broke through Senior Brother Qiang's defenses and exploded his head!

The brains of the ground frightened the other Qingyun Sect disciples into a horrified manner! The young man who seemed harmless to humans and animals on the surface was very ruthless!

"You, you actually killed Senior Brother Qiang, you are dead, you are dead!" one of the Qingyun Sect disciples said resentfully.

"Bang!"

Wang Yichen slapped it out with another palm, and his brain burst out!

The remaining three people didn't dare to speak out anymore, they were silent, and they regretted robbing Wang Yichen very much.

"No one has an opinion, right?"

Wang Yichen is still breezy and calm, but in the eyes of the big-mouthed youth, he is as terrifying as the devil.

"No opinion, no opinion! If you want to know, we will tell you the truth. ”

The three big-mouthed young men nodded hurriedly.

"Good. Wang Yichen smiled and said, "Now tell me, what kind of place is this, and where is it located in the Great World of Cultivating Immortals." ”

Hearing this, the three big-mouthed young men felt a little strange, this young man didn't know where this was, so where did he come from?

Although he felt strange in his heart, the big-mouthed young man still replied quickly: "This is the southern part of the Thousand Spirit Continent, the edge of the Dark Spirit Ancient Battlefield, as for where it is located in the Great World of Cultivating Immortals, we don't know. ”

Wang Yichen stared at the eyes of the big-mouthed young man, making sure that the other party was not lying.

In the inheritance he obtained, there was no such continent as the Thousand Spirit Continent.

But this is also normal, after all, compared with the era in which Hou Tu Niang Niang lived, the world of cultivating immortals must have changed a lot.

Wang Yichen continued to ask some questions, and had a general understanding of the situation in the Qingyun Sect and the Thousand Spirit Continent.

"Shaoxian, you see that we have all answered your questions, can you let us go?" Seeing Wang Yichen standing there pondering, the big-mouthed young man asked cautiously.

"Hehe, did I say I would let you go? I just promised not to kill you. ”

Wang Yichen's smile is still harmless to humans and animals, but it is very terrifying in the eyes of the big-mouthed youth.

"No, we are disciples of the Qingyun Sect, you can't-"

Before the big-mouthed young man finished speaking, he was slapped into a vegetative state by Wang Yichen.

The other two were also beaten into vegetative states.

Unless there is an elixir to save them, these three people will never wake up.

After experiencing the Great War of the Ancients, the Thousand Spirits Continent has long since declined, there are very few strong people in the Immortal Realm, and there seem to be only two or three in the entire Qingyun Sect, and that kind of high-level person will not spend a lot of effort to save these three people.

"It's not that I'm cruel, it's just that the world is too cruel. ”

Wang Yichen scavenged the things on the five people and got five spirit swords, fifteen spirit crystals, and three thousand taels of gold tickets.

One last glance at the corpse on the ground, Wang Yichen quickly left so as not to be bumped into.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Wang Yichen came to a small border town.

Since ancient times, monks have been adventuring into the ancient battlefield of the Dark Spirit, looking for treasures such as broken immortal weapons or elixirs, and this small city has been developed.

Walking on the same street as the ancient times of the earth, Wang Yichen felt quite novel, and at the same time he was thinking, where are Sister Chunxiang and how to go next?

The Great World of Cultivating Immortals is vast and boundless, and it is very likely that Sister Chunxiang and they are not in the Thousand Spirits Continent!

Now he is only in the early stage of the True Realm, and he is too weak to have the ability to cross the continent to find it.

"It seems that you have to join a sect first, and use the resources of the sect to quickly cultivate!"

Cultivating immortals, paying attention to talent and resources, Wang Yichen's talent is no problem, but the resources can't keep up.

Where are the resources? It will not work to collect them by yourself, because the places where there are resources are either occupied by big forces, or there are many dangers of monsters and beasts.

Qingyun Sect, a sect that has been established for tens of thousands of years, undoubtedly has abundant resources!

In three days, when the Qingyun Sect recruited disciples once every three years, Wang Yichen decided to join the Qingyun Sect first.

"Everyone, get out of the way, someone is coming over on a golden-hoof horse in front!"

While Wang Yichen was thinking, the people on the street suddenly hit each other and hurriedly hid on both sides of the street.

A few hundred meters away, a two-meter-tall horse was running quickly towards this side.

Not only was the horse taller than an ordinary horse, but it was also covered with red scales, a horn like antlers on its head, and its four hooves shook the ground like a thousand-year-old iron.

This kind of horse is called the Golden Hoof Jiaoma, which can travel thousands of miles a day, and its ancestors are said to be the descendants of Jiaolong and Dragon Horse, with the blood of Jiaolong and Dragon Horse.

"Bang!"

A monk who had no time to dodge was knocked away by the golden hoof.

"Bastard, delay me!"

The woman in red who was sitting on the horse not only did not apologize, but cursed the monk and disappeared at the end of the street on the golden-hoof horse.

No one dares to say that the woman in red is not, because the strength here is respected, and the cultivation of the woman in red has reached the late stage of the true realm!

"That seems to be Qiang Hong, one of the top ten inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect!"

"I heard that Qiang Hong has been appreciated by an inner sect elder, and he may be accepted as a personal disciple!"

After the disappearance of the golden-hoofed horse, there was a lot of discussion.

"The surname is qiang (qiang), is it related to the senior brother Qiang I killed?"

Referring to the woman's hurried look just now, Wang Yichen felt that it was better to leave here first.

Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Qiang Hong found the body of Senior Brother Jiang, and in a fit of rage, asked the city lord of the small border town to cooperate with the investigation of the murderer.

However, at this time, Wang Yichen had already left the small city and took a public carriage to Song Qingcheng near Qingyun Sect.

Song Qingcheng is a huge city, a metropolis on the scale of the earth, and legend has it that this name was taken in honor of Song Qingxian, the founding patriarch of the Qingyun Sect.

When he came to Song Qingcheng, Wang Yichen walked around the street and felt the customs of the great world of cultivating immortals.

"It's so strong!"

Walking around, Wang Yichen's heart sank, and he felt a powerful aura passing by.

He didn't look at it immediately, but walked some distance and then looked back.

I saw a handsome young man, surrounded by a group of people into a luxurious restaurant, and occasionally other people could be heard calling the young man a senior brother.

"A strong man who ascends to the immortal!"

Wang Yichen sighed that this place is worthy of the great world of cultivating immortals, and it is really as strong as a cloud.

After cultivating to the Great Perfection of the True Realm, the monk cannot directly become an earth immortal, and there is still a long way to go: one step to ascend to the immortal, two steps to ascend to the immortal, and three steps to ascend to the immortal.

The saying that people can't ascend to immortality in one step comes from here.