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Luanfeng Mountain is not too far from the sect, and the total is only about 100 miles, and for monks who can resist the sword, it will only take an hour to reach it.

Lin Jinqiu has long been accustomed to walking in the royal tripod, and compared with the neat sword team, the painting style does not seem so harmonious.

She didn't care much about it, but she was inevitably criticized by her fellow brothers, and her muttering laughter made her quite speechless.

"Alas, look at Senior Sister Lin, it's really special enough to be alone, not only the weapons are different, but even the flying magic weapons are also exhausted and ingenious. ”

"And~!Some people love to grandstand, they don't have the consciousness of monks, they are still nuns, and they are ashamed. ”

"Senior Brother Yan, you pay attention to what you say, people are personal disciples, and they have some unique flying magic weapons, no matter how normal, if you have the ability, you can also get a basin and a seat bench as a flying magic weapon by yourself, and no one will stop you." ”

"Poof...!"

This sound not only caused most of the fellow disciples who listened to gossip and steal fun, but even Lin Jinqiu laughed herself.

Gossip, like the wind passing through her ears, listening to people chew the root of her tongue, even if it involves herself, as long as it is harmless, she will not care at all.

Cultivating so far, the calmness of the heart is no longer comparable to the babbling little Lori back then, and furthermore, the sum of the two lifetimes is also a person who is over half a hundred years old, and he has seen a lot and is wide-minded, and his horizons are broad, which is no longer what it used to be.

galloping all the way, talking and laughing, relieving a lot of tension, maybe it's not a bad thing, Qianjing Zhenren frowned, but he didn't interfere.

Soon, the mountain peaks are close to the delay, the peaks are ups and downs, overlapping, green mountains and ancient trees become forests, but it is difficult to hide the smoke of war.

In the distance, you can hear the sound of swords and soldiers clattering, and the screams of birds and beasts in surprise. There are a lot of mobile figures, shuttling through the forest, faintly outstanding, difficult to see, friend or foe are unknown.

Compared with those angry fellow disciples, Lin Jinqiu seemed unusually calm, daring to hit such a heavy place as the mines of other people's sects, it was impossible for a few minor monks in the foundation building period to do it.

And their group, except for their own master, the rest are all foundation building disciples, compared with the great monks of the Jindan period, it is definitely an insurmountable gap.

She thought that between this group of senior brothers and sisters, her combat power could be topped, but so what? If she really fought with Brother Jindan, without Mieko's help, she had to admit it.

A few moments approached the front of the mountain, and when it became clear that it was the three disciples of the Beast Control Sect who were being chased and killed by dozens of people, Qianjing Zhenren coldly gave the order: "Kill!"

"Kill!" the angry men shouted in unison, and Edgeworth swooped down in unison, each of them beginning to pick up their respective targets and slam in.

"Ouch, I'll go~!" Lin Jinqiu couldn't help but scold: "A group of fools who lack hearts and eyes, this is a real killing, you are clamoring like that?

Sure enough, as soon as the dozen or so people on the other side saw that reinforcements from the Beast Control Sect were coming, and they were led by the Jindan Great Monk, they didn't choose a direction, so they fled.

Damn, these are all money, moving storage bags, yelled at by a group of fools, and at least thirty percent escaped.

Lin Jinqiu pursed the corners of her lips dissatisfied, she was too lazy to pay attention to others, she had already planned, she would take advantage of the chaos to make a good profit, and kill people and goods during the war, and she had no psychological burden.

Because of this, the combat power is at full strength, and with her speed, it is very difficult for any opponent who is targeted by her to escape from her hands.

Of course, in front of these many fellow doors, it is better not to be too violent, white bone sticks, shock, war trampling, cooperate seamlessly, and in a few blinks, the three storage bags are in the bag.

Seeing that most of the same people were still fighting, there were even two or three people besieging one person.

In fact, most of the disciples of the Beast Control Sect had the help of spirit beasts, and they had an absolute advantage in manpower, and soon, they harvested the lives of these people who fled in a hurry.

This battle was so easy that it even fueled the surging emotions of the senior brother who had little combat experience, and the battle was over, and the three disciples who were hunted down and killed were busy paying a visit.

"Disciples Hong Chuan, Zi Xi, Qiu Mingshi, meet Uncle Qin!"

The situation of the three of them didn't look very optimistic, especially Qiu Mingshi, a half-foot-long wound on his chest, which was oozing blood outward, and the bones were visible.

"Well, Gong Yuxing, Xiang Hezheng, you two will first take Zi to boil and heal with Master Akashi's nephew, I still have a few words to ask Hongchuan's nephew. ”

"Yes!"

Gong Yuxing and Xiang Hezheng received the order, took the two aside, and helped the two heal.

Qianjing Zhenren was silent, raised his eyes to look at Hong Chuan, and asked in detail: "What is the situation over there in the mine? What about Shoukun Zhenren and the rest of the mining disciples who are guarding the mountain?

"Back to Uncle Qin's words, when Uncle Shoukun helped us escape, he was seriously injured, even the spirit beasts were at the end, and the rest of the disciples were in the defensive formation, I don't know how long the formation can resist?

"Three?" Qian Jing Zhenren frowned, now that the sect is under enemy on all sides, the dependent families need to be protected, mines, markets, and rudders in various places all need manpower, and a great sect also needs the strength to protect it.

Now she can't move anyone's hands anywhere, but she is alone, besieged by three people, even if she has spirit insects to rely on, she is really not the opponent of the three people.

Qianjing Zhenren had to sigh silently, now he can't hope for reinforcements from the sect, he only hopes to rescue some more disciples, and the disciples who are traveling with him are more clever and reduce losses as much as possible.

"Senior nephew Hongchuan, your injuries are relatively light, hurry back to the sect with Zi Xi and Shushi, and report the details to the sect master. ”

"Yes! ”

"Okay, everyone be smart, this is a battle of life and death, the only thing you need to remember is to kill your enemies regardless of the means and strategies, otherwise, it will be you who will end up, understand?"

"Understood!"

"Let's go. Qianjing Zhenren admonished, then threw the team to Xiang Hezheng and the others, raised his eyes to look at Fan Buyi and Lin Jinqiu, turned around, and disappeared in a few moments.

Under the command of Xiang Hezheng, the group no longer resisted the sword, but shuttled through the forest at great speed, which was more conducive to the encirclement, and Lin Jinqiu also deeply understood this.

Naturally, they leaned together with Fan Buyi and Bai Yunting, and they had long been accustomed to fighting together and cooperating with each other.

However, all the way down, it seemed extremely quiet, and until the spirit stone vein, there was no more obstruction.

Lin Jinqiu couldn't help frowning, it was too unreasonable, according to what Hong Chuan said, the spirit stone veins had almost been captured, and he couldn't see the disciples of his own sect, he could still understand it, maybe all of them had become prisoners, or maybe it was worse.

However, even the figures of the hostile sects were nowhere to be seen, and the hearts of the fellow brothers could be heard clearly by the quiet people around, and there was a strange atmosphere everywhere.

The master left the team one step ahead of time, and it was supposed that he should have arrived a long time ago, but what about the people?

The more she thought about it, the more inexplicable the heartbeat throbbed, and she had a feeling that they had walked into a trap that had been arranged in advance.

That's right! The other party is a member of the formation sect, the technique of the Great Formation Dao, the ghost is unpredictable, no accident, their group must have fallen into someone else's formation.

It was a pretty bad guess, but in fact, she was absolutely right.

Suddenly, a wild laugh sounded: "A group of pus from the Beast Control Sect will automatically come to the door one after another, Senior Brother Yi, do you think we will kill softly?"