No one knew where Yeyang had gone, but the Fifth Elder knew that Yeyang was just taking advantage of this incident to temporarily leave himself and the others and go to Nalongshan City to take a stroll alone, so he didn't chase after him, or let others chase him.

As for Jeremy Lin, who provoked Yeyang, he didn't seem to feel well, even if he was protected by Ye Tian, but seeing his complexion at the moment, he could also see that he had been hurt by Yeyang.

After coughing lightly, Jeremy Lin also said goodbye to the fifth elder, and with him was Ye Tian, who was supporting him.

Only He Yin and the others were left looking at each other in the courtyard, at first they just thought that Jeremy Lin was being funny again, but it wasn't until Yeyang's sword was drawn that he not only injured Jeremy Lin, who was already a half-step Taixuan, but also made Ye Tian show that extremely dignified complexion.

"He Luo, join me to seal this piece of space first, don't let it continue to expand. ”

Raising his hand slightly, the five elders sent words towards He Luo, and at the same time, Yu Yu was also in front of the disciples and struck dozens of palm blows, but when those palm blows touched the spatial crack that was already extended to a person's height, they suddenly turned into soft grasps.

It was like holding something, strongly curbing the expansion of the spatial crack, leaving some subtle gaps, so that He Luo also used some means to make up for it.

In Longshan City, just as the five elders had guessed, Yeyang, who had changed his face and breath, took advantage of Jeremy Lin's provocation and came to Longshan City alone to hang out.

And perhaps because he had not changed into the clothes of the Yunhai Sect so far, the night sun that was alone on the ground of Nalongshan City was only naturally ignored by people, which was inevitably due to the fact that he suppressed his strength to the peak of the seventh order of Xuanyin.

Walking on the streets of Nalongshan City, I saw that there were many vendors shouting on the bustling streets that looked like the mortal world, and even the mortal food that was full of impurities for the monks' sect was full of cultivators, and it also appeared on the streets full of monks, which made Yeyang can't help but feel nostalgic.

Once upon a time, in his memory, in a very gorgeous city, he walked down the street wearing the clothes he bought from a knight, eating the food refined by mortals, and after returning home, he was hung up by several brothers and scratched his feet...

Suddenly, he shuddered, woke up from the "terrible" memory, took out the little topaz left from the storage ring, put it on a wooden table, and said, "Boss, have a sugar gourd." ”

Hearing Yeyang's words, the middle-aged man who was no more than a spiritual body and was actually more than forty years old was also slightly stunned, and hurriedly took a sugar gourd and handed it to Yeyang, and at the same time cast that awe-inspiring gaze at Yeyang, but the words still came out of his mouth:

"The immortal chief may just be curious about the villain's food, and how dare the villain charge the immortal chief. ”

After stopping to shout, the middle-aged man pushed the topaz, which was completely inconspicuous in this Yuan Heaven Domain, back in front of Yeyang, although there was awe in his eyes, but his humble and non-arrogant posture also attracted Yeyang.

But just when Yeyang was about to put away the topaz and replace it with another green jade, a very disgusting voice also sounded in Yeyang's ears.

"You see, this is the result of casual cultivation, obviously cultivating to the peak of the seventh order of Xuanyin, but he can't even take out a decent spirit stone in his storage bag, so he can only pay with the leftovers over there, and the key is that he is disgusted by a mortal person. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who pushed Topaz in front of Yeyang was also pale, and he was about to explain to Yeyang, but he saw that Yeyang had already appeared in front of the Xuanyin beginner monk who was speaking.

Five men and one woman, the person who spoke was the young monk who stood in front of him and hugged a bewitching woman, looking young, but in the eyes of the god of the night sun, it was revealed that he was already in his five thousand years old, and even his cultivation was extremely vain.

"So, you're rich?"

Ignoring the four protectors who had cold faces and cultivated to the four young monks who also had the seventh rank of Xuanyin, Yeyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the man.

The Divine Eye Soul Dementor, just one glance, also made the young man fall into the boundless illusion, and then his eyes just looked a little wooden, but the tone of his voice did not change in the slightest, and he said disdainfully to Yeyang:

"What, what, do you want to be my little brother?"

Although the tone was arrogant and domineering, the words were much better, which made the four protectors standing behind him feel slightly strange, but without the young man's order, they did not dare to speak and act indiscriminately.

"Not really, I just want to borrow some money from you and return it later, how about it?"

The corners of Yeyang's mouth were still smiling, but just as his words came out, the bewitching woman who was held in the arms of the young man seemed to realize something, and was about to speak, but found that he couldn't even close his eyelids, let alone speak.

No one could see that the woman, whose face was still disdainful at this moment, had the fear of the night sun and begging for mercy in the depths of her eyes.

Unlike the woman, the young man who had not been physically restrained, but was only mentally trapped, laughed, as if he thought Yeyang's words were very funny, but soon under the stunned gaze of his four protectors, he took off all the storage bags and storage rings on his waist and hands, and handed them to Yeyang.

At this point, the four apologists finally realized the strangeness of the young man.

They were about to make a move, but in a trance, they saw their bodies standing beside the young man, gradually infected by the blood that flowed, and as for the neck, it seemed to be empty.

In just an instant, Yeyang grabbed the four so-called protectors and drew the night sword, cutting off the four protectors, leaving the young man with hollow eyes and the bewitching woman in his arms still standing in place, gradually infected by the terrible cold that was snatched out of thin air, gradually becoming ice sculptures, and finally exploded into powder and dissipated into the world.

This is a very long-term scene, and in the eyes of the middle-aged man who sells sugar gourds, it just happened in an instant.

At the same time as the four corpses that had dissipated together with the vitality and divine aura appeared, two ice flowers that had not affected others at all also appeared in front of him.

Turning around, Yeyang, who had already pocketed everything handed over by the young man, snatched the sugar gourd from the middle-aged man's hand with a wave of his hand, and then completely annihilated his stall with a palm, and at the same time, the palm power also fell on the middle-aged man's body, making him spurt out a mouthful of blood and faint.

Laughing loudly, under the backdrop of that bandit-like behavior, Yeyang flashed and landed in the other corner of Longshan City, changed his face, and then changed his breath and walked into the street again...