Recommended Reading: "Someone!" Ye Lingtian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became alert.

Listening to this voice, it seems that there are people fighting, and there seem to be quite a few of them.

After flying for so long, I finally saw people.

He lowered his figure, landed on the edge of the stone platform, found a hidden place to slowly recover the true yuan, and made sure that his cultivation had recovered to the peak, so he quietly lurked along the stone platform halfway up the mountain.

There was a clearing in the dense forest below the peak, and sure enough, there were more than a dozen monks fighting fiercely.

This was an opportunity to observe the local monks up close, Ye Lingtian retracted his whole body breath, like a spirit snake swimming on an ancient tree, silently hiding on a hugging branch in the air, and quietly looked down through the lush branches and leaves of the tree.

The cultivation of these people seems to be the appearance of the Jindan period in the foundation building period, holding weapons to attack one by one in the shouting and killing, and the dazzling magic weapons that they play with each other seem to be different from the Tianxing Realm, and they should be a unique attack method in this world.

Judging from the way they dressed, they were similar to the monks of the Heavenly Realm, and their costumes were even more gorgeous, and this group of monks was divided into two factions and fought together, as if they were fighting for a treasure.

Where there are people, there will be fights, this is not surprising, Ye Lingtian's gaze fell on one of the teams.

I saw that they were all wearing fiery red armor, like an army, wielding standard weapons in their hands, advancing and retreating with evidence, some played a glowing magic weapon, some resisted the opponent's attack, some recited a spell, the fog was churning around, and all kinds of dazzling light were shining.

On the other hand, the people on the other side seem to be a lot more scattered, which is the difference between the regular army and the miscellaneous army, the miscellaneous army has always been scattered and disorderly, and they fight for themselves.

Fortunately, they were more numerous, and the two sides were evenly matched, and there was a draw.

Dangdangdang!

Weapons and magic weapons collided violently, and the breath fluctuations stimulated made the leaves dance wildly.

The fighting on the periphery was more chaotic, and the weapons of those miscellaneous armies were strange and different, but they gave Ye Lingtian a lot of knowledge.

The fiercest battle took place in the center of the crowd, apparently with two chieftain-looking monks fighting each other.

Soldier to soldier, general to general, obviously the two of them are about the same, they are both in the middle of the Jindan period, and if they want to take the treasure, the price is not small.

The minions around the world can't influence the final outcome of the battle at all, and the crucial battle is still between the bosses.

The middle-aged man wearing fiery red armor and holding a spear roared angrily: "Qi Feng, you dare to rob the treasures of the Red Flame Army, are you not afraid that the Red Flame Army will level your Black Wind Valley when the time comes?"

That Qi Feng was a big man with a meaty face, wielding a big knife viciously, and squeezing and squeezing out pieces of knife curtains.

The voice came from the knife curtain: "Zhou Lin, don't take your Red Flame Army to suppress Lao Tzu, as long as I kill you all, who knows that I did it in Black Wind Valley? ”

The general named Zhou Lin was in his heart, knowing that what Qi Feng said was right, the emperor was far away, as long as he left this area, the Red Flame Army would suspect that it had something to do with him and would not take him seriously.

"Brothers, his grandmother's, don't you have milk, kill me, kill them all, let's go find a kiln somewhere else to have a good time." ”

Whew!

Qi Feng's roar aroused the anger of those monks in the Black Wind Valley, and they all screamed and fought fiercely without fear of death.

The battle situation changed abruptly, and the originally stalemate changed abruptly, and the situation of the two sides was slowly tilting in the direction of the Black Wind Valley.

Ye Lingtian hid behind the leaves, thinking to himself, it seems that the language here is similar to the Tianxing Realm, but it saves the embarrassment of learning the language again, but it seems that this Red Flame Army team is invincible.

I don't know what exactly the treasure they are fighting for is and where to put it.

His gaze wandered around, and suddenly, Ye Lingtian's gaze froze, and his gaze fell on a young monk in the Red Flame Army.

It may not be appropriate to call him a monk, his cultivation is still in the Qi refining stage, and among a group of Jindan stage monks in the foundation building period, he can be regarded as an ordinary person.

But it was such an ordinary person, and when the Red Flame Army resisted the monks of the Black Wind Valley, no matter how they turned, they seemed to be circling around the young boy and protecting him in it.

If there must be a treasure, Ye Lingtian believes that it must be on this kid.

What Ye Lingtian could think of, how could Qi Feng not think of it?

He glanced at the kid with a sly gaze, and with a strange smile on his lips, he waved his long knife and approached step by step.

Zhou Lin brandished the spear, and the left and right spurts sealed the sword qi of Qi Feng's long knife, controlling all the power within three feet.

However, the screams of the Red Flame Army monks around him still disturbed his mind, and he wandered.

At this moment, Qi Feng's eyes lit up, and he waited for him to make a mistake, and finally the opportunity came, and he screamed strangely: "You still have the mind to wander, give me death!"

The long knife suddenly burst out with a sword, breaking through the defense of Zhou Lin's spear, and it was about to slash his face.

Zhou Lin's face was dead, and he was shocked and silent: "My life is over!"

At this moment, Ye Lingtian had already pinched the leaves and planned to pick the leaves and fly flowers to save people, but suddenly he paused.

Just now, he felt a faint fluctuation of his breath, and it was precisely because of this vague fluctuation that he forcibly pressed it down.

There are still people in the shadows!

He didn't even notice it!

Ye Lingtian was so frightened that there was a cold sweat behind his back, there were routines everywhere, if he accidentally exposed it, wouldn't he be in the hands of the other party?

If he doesn't move, someone will naturally move.

A hurricane swept the ground, and with a whoosh, a blood-colored spear shot out from the hurricane, and at the moment when Qi Feng's sword was about to make a contribution, the blood-colored spear came first, resisting in front of the sword, and smashed Qi Feng's sword.

Qi Feng, who was still triumphant just now, suddenly changed his complexion.

Zhou Lin opened his eyes and saw the blood-colored spear suspended in front of him, and said with a fist and ecstasy: "Congratulations to the military master, the subordinates should be damned, they failed to complete the task, please punish the military master!"

He knelt directly on one knee with a fanatical expression.

Warlord ....

From the moment he heard these two words, Qi Feng's face changed again, and he roared angrily: "Escape!

The situation showed a one-sided trend, and as soon as the monks of the Black Wind Valley, who were still screaming like tigers out of the mountains, heard that the military master was coming, their faces were like ashes, and they turned around and ran with trembling all over their bodies, faster than rabbits.

"Can you escape?" a rumbling voice exploded overhead.

A figure appeared above this place in the blink of an eye from a very far distance, and the towering figure stood up to the sky, like a god.

He stepped suddenly, and an invisible coercion descended, and the people of the Black Wind Valley who fled in panic were directly trampled by this strong coercion, and their blood exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

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