The so-called cultivation is to fight with the heavens, the earth, and people. In Zuo Ye's view, what he is fighting for is just a fateful word.

When he was still the prince of Chu Wangcheng, he often wandered in the three major Xiuzhen Fang cities of Chu Wangcheng, so he knew that in the cultivation realm that mortals longed for, there was actually a dark side to it, and that darkness was dyed with the blood of countless monks.

Left night around all over the place, those people couldn't find a chance even if they wanted to do it.

"Isn't this kid aware of something, why is he always going around in circles?" A big man with a scar at the corner of his eye was a little irritable, and he wanted to go up and dismantle that hateful boy right now.

"Don't worry, the disciples of the sect are like this, the first time you go out to try to see everything is fresh, look, the sixth man has done it!"

Dahan's accomplice asked him to calm down for a while, and just as the two were talking, a roe deer-headed guy and Zuo Ye passed by, and his body shook and broke out of the crowd in an instant.

After Zuo Ye took a few steps, he groped around his body for a while, only to realize that something was missing, and then he shouted loudly and chased the man into the empty alley.

"Got it!"

Seeing that Zuo Ye entered the alley, the two of them couldn't help but be happy, they were really stunned, they were so easy to be fooled, and they should let their grandfather make a fortune.

As soon as they think of his storage bag, the two of them are on fire. Sect disciples like Zuo Ye, they haven't been killed, although the risk is higher, but the reward after success is enough to make people forget what fear is.

The roe deer guy led Zuo Ye in front, and sometimes he was afraid that he would run too fast, so he deliberately stopped and waited for him for a while. Seeing that Zuo Ye was such a waste of firewood, Song Laoliu pouted with disdain, and he didn't know which sect would actually let this kind of disciple go out for trials.

It is close to the main street of Shanling City, which is densely populated, so the streets and alleys extend in all directions like spider webs, like a maze, and it is easy for the residents of Shanling City to be dizzy.

After going around for a while, Song Lao Liu came to the preset location and waited for the accomplice to respond. After a while, Zuo Ye hurriedly chased after him, and then glared at Song Lao Liu, who had a wicked smile on his face, and shouted: "Give me back the things!" ”

Song Lao Liu shook a sachet, his eyes swept over the left night, and he saw the scar-faced man who followed behind him blocking the back road, and the governor became six points.

"Boy, hand over your storage bag, I can't say that grandpa is in a good mood, spare your life!" Song Lao Liu sneered, and the scar-faced man behind him was also sneering, giving a look to the accomplices who were dormant above, ready to do it at any time.

Zuo Ye looked a little panicked, and stepped back timidly, but unexpectedly, two black shadows fell from the sky, sprinkling pale pink powder. Zuo Ye was caught off guard and hit in an instant.

"Haha, what a weak chick, I thought it would take a lot of work!"

Seeing Zuo Ye's move, the scar-faced man behind him laughed wildly and kicked Zuo Ye to the ground from behind. If you inhale the powder of Shamantuo, unless you have the cultivation of the Star Realm, you can only be a golden pig to be slaughtered. It is true that in the eyes of Song Lao Liu's gang, Zuo Ye is a golden pig.

The scar-faced man had to say that this time the transaction was simply outrageous, but he didn't know how many treasures in Zuo Ye's storage bag could make his heart move.

"Eh, what about people?"

Just when the five of them were smug, Song Lao Liu suddenly found that Zuo Ye, who had fallen to the ground and convulsed a moment ago, suddenly disappeared.

"Oh, are you looking for me?"

Zuo Ye's indifferent voice reached everyone's ears, and before they could react, they saw crow feathers floating in the air, and two flashes of light swept by, taking away the lives of two of them, leaving slender blood marks on their necks.

"Who?!"

This time it was the turn of the scar-faced man to panic, Song Lao Liu was like a mang on his back, and he always felt a cold gaze behind him.

The Scarface Man and his accomplices can see more intuitively who is behind him.

"Find ...... Die! ”

The scar-faced man had a pale face, and under the black feathers in the sky, Zuo Ye's evil face looked like a bloodthirsty demon, even if he could survive this time, it was destined to be a nightmare that could not be dissipated for a lifetime.

Roaring to cheer himself up, the scar-faced man trembled all over, and he couldn't even bend his fingers. With eye contact, I was surprised that Song Lao Liu and the others were the same.

"Is it momentum?!"

Oh my God, a weak chicken in the Refining Realm in their eyes actually had such a terrifying momentum to suppress the three of them, needless to say how shocked the scar-faced man was at this moment.

"I wanted to play with you, but unfortunately, your methods really can't be put on the table." Zuo Ye shook his head and sighed, beckoned, and at some point the crow that landed on its shoulder screamed, fluttered its wings, and transformed into a slender black sword in the eyes of the scar-faced man.

With a flick of his hand, the black sword turned into a streamer, and the big man with the scarface stared at him fiercely at the wall behind him.

raised his hand and punched Song Lao Liu's back heart, and Song Lao Liu, who had been cultivated to a sparse degree, suddenly brought out his broken internal organs with a mouthful of old blood, and fell to the ground and fainted.

Left Night's footsteps moved slightly, and people swept past the only people present who could still stand. Grabbing the black sword swordsman, he looked at the scar-faced man who was dying and struggling with an indifferent expression, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Swish!

The sword flicked, and blood spilled into the air.

At some point, it started to rain.

It was raining on the left night, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes.

"Come out."

The corners of Zuo Ye's mouth turned up, and he smiled evilly. Before the words fell, a series of swift figures appeared through the air, and everyone's breath was not weak, at least with the combat power of the Shuanggong Xuan Xiu.

"It's ruthless enough to shoot at a young age!"

In the alley next to Zuo Ye, a gray-robed man walked over with a sword on his shoulder, and when he saw the scar-faced man's head rolling off, he made a smack.

Zuo Ye didn't move when he heard the sound, but it was the accomplice of the scar-faced man who seemed to have been stepped on by his tail, and screamed loudly: "Sword, Sword Rakshasa, you are Panqingtai!" ”

"Sword Rakshasa ?" Zuo Ye raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, you know me?" The slightly thin man glanced at him playfully at the corners of his mouth.

"Crazy Sword Rakshasa is the Crazy Sword Rakshasa ......" the man was dumbfounded, muttering this sentence repeatedly.

Zuo Ye's eyes were restrained, staring at the silhouette of Panqingtai, silent.

…… The momentum unleashed at that moment......

"Alright, the miscellaneous fish are out!"

Pan Qingtai waved his hand lazily, but Zuo Ye was like a great enemy, and his pupils constricted. A sword qi was as fast as lightning, cutting through the wind, and taking a human head to throw away.

Dealing with the so-called trash fish, Pan Qingtai set his eyes on Zuo Ye again. The people around the Sword Rakshasa gradually got closer, and the two sides were silent for a long time, and Pan Qingtai first spoke: "Re-introduction, I am the Sword Rakshasa and Pan Qingtai." ”

"Left Night!" With a wave of his hand, the black feather floated away, and the black sword turned into a blood pupil and landed on the shoulder of the left night.

"Your sword weapon is very special, is it a spiritual sword weapon?" Pan Qingtai touched his chin and looked at the sword crow Ye Yu.

Zuo Ye turned his head to look at him deeply, and walked away.

The Sword Rakshasa disciples who were close to him drew their swords one after another, their eyes full of hostility.

Zuo Ye took a deep breath, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"In that case, it's no wonder to me!"

Pan Qingtai was shocked, and the long sword in his hand slashed out, but unexpectedly, Zuo Ye's body erupted with majestic momentum, and the red light flowed in his hand, and he flicked his fingers with a sword, and the wild dragon roared, tearing apart the defenses of others in an instant.

Since the other party is hostile, it is no wonder that he is ruthless. The crow spread his wings and swooped into the sky, and the left night dived with a sword, and after the tempering of the thunder sea, the flaws in the dust escape method were made up, and he was seen tossing and turning between square inches, like a ghost, and the Panqingtai of the Star Realm could not lock him.

In less than ten breaths, the awe-inspiring red light turned into an infinitely long 'rope', trapping the Sword Rakshasa people, except for Panqingtai to break it with force, and the rest of the people were not spared.

Deviant? Off the rope

Zuo Ye's eyes were bright, and the 'rope' that trapped everyone shattered into thousands of sword qi, no matter how superb your cultivation is, you can't resist the attack of the flying locust shower, and the situation is reversed in an instant, Zuo Ye stands tall, but except for Panqingtai, they all fall to the ground.

Pan Qingtai was also stunned, he first didn't expect Zuo Ye to be angry with the killer if he didn't agree with him, and then he didn't expect this person to be so sharp, and his swordsmanship was unique and exquisite.

"Who the hell are you?"

When his partner was injured, Pan Qingtai put away his lazy breath, and his cold eyes exuded suffocating killing intent.

Zuo Ye turned a blind eye, wiping the traced Shura Blood Sword in his hand, muttering to himself.

"Showing hostility without even knowing who it is, it seems that you are no more than that."

Zuo Ye didn't know what the Sword Rakshasa was, and he didn't know the reputation of Panqingtai in the Northern Ancient Land, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. But the appearance of the other party seemed to be accidental, but when he didn't notice that they had come out of Canghai Pavilion, they had been behind him, he thought that Zuo Ye was really a stupid boy who had just arrived?

"Don't talk nonsense, see the truth under your hands!"

The left night was full of fighting spirit, and the blood sword of Shura was flowing abnormally. Pan Qingtai licked his thin lips, and the long sword in his hand let out a whining sound.

"A sword is not heaven"

"Mighty Sword"

The extreme move is relative, and it is imminent.

The noisy main street of Shanling City, the crowd floats, and there is an endless stream of people. And at this moment, a burst of fierce wild currents rolled up wind and clouds, and they rushed into the sky.

Ren Ren never thought that someone would use force in Shanling City, and it was such a big move. Almost at the same time, there were powerful minds in many parts of the mountain city, trying to find out who was so blind and rushed to use force in the city, but except for the falling sand and rubble, and the houses where the sword qi collapsed, there was no trace of breath left.

And at this moment, one of the initiators who caused the destruction of countless houses, Zuo Ye had returned to the inn safely and got the information he wanted from Canghai Pavilion.

There are three sea eyes in Beihai, the most well-known is the White Dragon Sea Eye.

The white dragon sea eye is named because the thin and pure white water vapor from the bottom of the sea is like a white dragon leaping, and when the undercurrent swirl is agitated, it emits a roar similar to that of a wild dragon. The most precious thing in this sea eye is the "white dragon qi" condensed in the sea eye, which can be described as the treasure of the cultivation of water system monks.

The second sea eye is called the Uzuma Sea Eye. As the name suggests, the Eye of the Sea contains the power of mysterious space, connecting a certain world of time and space, so unlike the White Dragon Sea Eye, the Eye of the Eye is not fixed in one place, but is hidden in the vast North Sea, and appears once every few decades or hundreds of years.

What makes the Vortex Sea Eye even more coveted is that every time it is born, some treasures will erupt from the Sea Eye, either cultivating the Dao Law, or spiritual treasures, and so on.

"Hmm, Gutuo Sea Eye?"

Putting down the information of the Vortex Sea Eye, Zuo Ye's eyes fell on the last page, his brows were slightly furrowed, compared with the first two Sea Eyes, the information of the third Sea Eye, the Gutuo Sea Eye, was pitiful, only a few lines.

However, when he read the information, Zuo Ye knew that this was not the intention of Canghai Pavilion to make things difficult, but that the Gu Tuo Sea Eye was originally a legend.