In a small attic, it was pitch black.

The Ziyang Daoist sat cross-legged, the long sword lying on his lap, his hands in the middle of the long sword body, and his fingertips flicked.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz, buzz!"

Such sounds echoed in the attic, tumbling like thunder.

"Knock knock!"

There was a sharp knock on the door, and the thunder in the attic suddenly disappeared.

Ziyang Dao people opened their eyes.

"Come in!"

When Qiu Fenglai walked into this attic with his head down, the attic was already brightly lit.

"What's the matter?"

The Purple Smoke Daoist asked softly, but Qiu Fenglai still felt the tremendous power oppressing.

"Chujiang City is suspected of appearing in a spirit stone mine. ”

Autumn Wind Lai quickly said this information.

"Spirit Stone Mine?"

Frost appeared on the Ziyang Dao people's bodies, and a trace of cold air spread, and the temperature in the entire room dropped by a few points.

"The pit in the south of Chujiang City has an aura that appears in the world, and the aura soars into the sky!"

"Senior Brother Cen has already gone to find out the situation first!"

Autumn Wind Lai replied again.

"Good!"

Ziyang Daoist nodded, and with a gesture of his hand, a golden spell appeared.

The Ziyang Daoist stood up, and the golden charm floated lightly, standing in front of Qiu Fenglai's body.

"Explain the situation to the boss clearly, don't miss any information!"

After the Ziyang Daoist finished speaking, the golden talisman emitted a buzzing sound, and the sound of the sect leader came from the opposite side.

....

Not far from the bronze gate, there were three people holding a few pieces of spiritual materials that emitted white and silver light in their hands and putting them in their pockets.

They looked at the bronze gate in front of Lin Tianxiong, and there was deep longing in their eyes.

It's just that there are already so many harvests in front of the door, so what about behind the door? Could the aura rising from the sky be some treasure behind the door?

The man who was the leader of the three came out and shouted at Lin Tianxiong.

"Get out!"

"Where did you come from, dare to compete with the uncle for a chance!"

Seeing that Lin Tianxiong didn't react, the charming woman in white in the middle looked at the other two.

Yikes!

The three of them moved on Lin Tianxiong, who was still observing the bronze gate, almost at the same time.

A long sword turned into a few silver rays of light and shrouded towards Lin Tianxiong's heart, and several transparent and almost invisible ice needles shot invisibly towards Lin Tianxiong's head.

At the end, there is a large knife held high, ready to attack.

Lin Tianxiong's face was still pale, and he said lightly:

"Ants dare to compete with the sun and the moon!"

When the tip of the sword of the charming woman in white came into direct contact with Lin Tianxiong's clothes, a different appearance emerged.

The blood-red shadow of the bull rushed from Lin Tianxiong's body and hit the tip of the sword directly.

Bang!

There was a metallic collision sound, and the sword of the woman in white was directly twisted.

Lin Tianxiong stepped forward and stretched his hand forward.

Call!

The desolate sound of the wind burst out from Lin Tianxiong's palm, and a white dragon appeared around him, which was a phantom that appeared too fast.

When her sword came into contact with the man, the charming woman in white sensed that something was wrong.

She changed her figure as fast as she could, wanting to escape from Lin Tianxiong's next pursuit.

However, in an instant, she knew that this was an extravagant hope.

The huge air pressure was pressing towards her, and her figure involuntarily approached Lin Tianxiong's position.

She fought hard with all her true energy, but to no avail.

The shadow of death is approaching, desperate!

No matter how charming the beauty in front of him is, Lin Tianxiong doesn't have any idea of pity for the fragrance and jade, he clenched his right hand into a fist and hit directly!

The golden fist was like a streamer, directly shattering the head of the woman in white, shattering her last glimmer of hope.

At this time, the transparent ice needle had already touched the skin of Lin Tianxiong's skull.

Lin Tianxiong stepped on his left foot, and the real air on his body turned, and the phantom of mountains and rivers burst out, directly shaking the ice needle away.

The figure moved forward, stepping forward, like a tiger out of the cage, Lin Tianxiong directly crashed into the black-clothed man led by him.

Kacha!

The crisp sound of fractures sounded, and the corners of the black-clothed man's eyes were cracked, he had just gathered his big knife, and before he could make a move, how could he .....

Without waiting for the black-clothed man to think about what was going on, Lin Tianxiong's left shoulder was slightly slanted, and his left elbow was on top, and he was really surging.

Crash!

The black-clothed man was like being covered by ten thousand knives, and it began to shatter directly from his chest.

The entire space was suddenly filled with a blood mist.

"Damn, how is that possible?"

The last old man, in tatters, had darts between the fingers of his left hand and a few ice needles in his right hand.

When he saw Lin Tianxiong kill his two companions in the blink of an eye, he turned pale and prepared to escape!

"If you want to escape, have you asked me?"

Walking over to the area shrouded in blood mist, Lin Tianxiong's body was still spotless.

He walked step by step, looking very slow, but in a few steps he was already close to the last old man with hidden weapons.

"Demon Hand Yanchen, save me!"

"My share of the Three-Life Snake Belief Fruit is yours!"

The old man with the hidden weapon was shocked when he saw Lin Tianxiong chasing after him so quickly with a means that he couldn't understand at all.

In front of him, there was also a battlefield, which was a seven-leaf grass on top of countless blue crystal pillars.

The grass is golden as a whole, with seven long leaves, but it gathers together to form the appearance of a golden bottle.

At the same time, wisps of golden mysterious substance floated around the alien grass, which seemed to have a strange beauty.

Five or six corpses had fallen around this strange grass, and only two strong men were standing with blood all over their bodies.

Lin Tianxiong's steps remained unchanged, and he continued to walk towards the old man with the hidden weapon, but his right hand vaguely drew a semicircle.

"Die!!"

When the old man of the hidden weapon finished saying his words for help, his body changed, from facing Lin Tianxiong with his back to facing Lin Tianxiong.

In an instant, a cold light flashed from his mouth.

Lin Tianxiong's left foot forward, his body turned slightly, and the cold light directly brushed Lin Tianxiong's cheek.

Bang!

At the end of the cold light, a deep crater appeared on the ground in the distance, and blue smoke came out.

Lin Tianxiong raised his right hand, drew out the remaining half of the circle, and his fist directly turned into white jade and hit the head of the old man with the hidden weapon.

Golden jade hand!

The old man of the hidden weapon screamed, and the whole person was like a turtle, his head shrank suddenly, and there were ice needles on his body that attacked Lin Tianxiong again.

Lin Tianxiong's face was sad and fearless, and the golden fist suppressed it downward.

Click!

The ice needle that touched Lin Tianxiong's fist was directly shattered, and it couldn't stop Lin Tianxiong in the slightest.

"Demon hand Yanchen, save me!!"

"All my net worth is yours!!"

Feeling the breath of death, the old man of the hidden weapon screamed again.

At this time, one of the two blood-stained strong men around the grass stepped forward and punched Lin Tianxiong hard.

"Please also ask Your Excellency to give my magic hand a face, and let go of the old man Tianxing!"

Lin Tianxiong's right fist penetrated Zhen Gang and shattered the old man's dart again, hitting him directly on the head.

Burst!

Red and white splashes!

Hiss!

The fingers of Lin Tianxiong's left hand touched the fist of the blood-stained strong man.

Suddenly, the skin of the blood-stained strong man's fist cracked layer by layer, and blood flowed.

"Who do you say you're giving face?"

Lin Tianxiong stood next to the headless old man, his gaze leisurely.