Pu Yue's cultivation is only in the late stage of Jindan, of course, if Zhang He's super pervert is excluded, Pu Yue's talent can definitely be called a demon among geniuses. : Music: Text: Novel 3w

After all, with Pu Yue's year, being able to reach this level of cultivation can be described as a rare water chestnut.

Today's Pu Yue, dressed in a pure white robe, looks even more elegant, but her pretty face is not as fresh as last night, slightly haggard, of course, it is definitely not because of poor sleep, because the cultivation has reached the Jindan stage, unless it is extremely tired, otherwise, there is not much requirement for sleep.

Indeed, Pu Yue struggled all night last night, Pu Rui's words were like a sharp dagger, cutting Pu Yue's soft heart one by one, she really couldn't understand why Pu Rui was like this.

Although Pu Yue is a child of a big family and the little princess of the Pu family of the stars, from childhood to adulthood, Pu Yue has hardly left the family, nor has she ever had contact with strange men, so Pu Yue's pretty face instantly flew up uncontrollably with two red glows, which made her a little more charming, and Zhang He couldn't help but take a look, and took another look.

I'm rubbing, fortunately, my brother has successfully advanced to become a master among the flowers, otherwise, it's hard to say that my brother will be moved immediately.

Zhang He couldn't help but smile a little helplessly, "Pu Xiao-sister, what's the matter?" ”

"Is Engong going to leave Puyu City?" Pu Yue said slightly nervously.

"Not bad." Zhang He nodded lightly and said, "I still have urgent matters to deal with." ”

"Oh." Pu Yue was a little disappointed, and glanced at Zhang He on horseback with some curiosity, and said a little nervously, "Will Engong still come to Pu Yu City?" ”

"It should come."

"If the Engong comes, he must remember to inform the little girl, so that the little woman can fulfill the friendship of the landlord and repay the grace of the Engong for saving her life." As he spoke, Pu Yue's pretty face was even more red and wanted to be congested, which made Zhang He feel a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but take a look at it.

……

Zhang He left, and under Pu Yue's puzzled gaze, he rode a tall horse and rode away.

Pu Yue didn't understand, Zhang He's cultivation had obviously reached an extremely terrifying level, and besides, there was obviously something urgent to deal with, but why didn't he just fly away?

At the same time, in the Pu family's residence not far from the inn, Pu Di, the ancestor of the Pu family, looked at Zhang He, who had left with a complicated face, and slowly fell into contemplation.

Zhang He's mention is not untempting, but the problem is that the price of devouring this cake is too great, and if it is not done well, it will put the entire Pu family in a place of no return.

Pu Di is a super old monster who has been cultivating for more than 2,000 years, and he has read countless people, so he can naturally see Zhang He's extraordinary, but the problem is that although Zhang He has outstanding combat power and is extremely young, he is indeed a young man with an unlimited future, but Pu Di still doesn't believe that just by relying on Zhang He's own strength, he can subvert the eighty-one sects of Shushan.

Pu Di didn't dare to bet, at least, he didn't dare to bet now, but Pu Di was really unwilling that the Pu family would have to continue to accept the rule of the Dao Sect.

This is a contradiction, a contradiction of ambition and strength that does not match.

Looking at Zhang He, who was in a hurry to move away, Pu Di couldn't help but let out an inaudible sigh.

The horses galloped, and it was another quiet dusk.

Qianyang City, a small city located in the middle of Shushan, belongs to the Guiyuan Sect of the 81st Sect of Shushan.

Guiyuan Sect, the strength is not much different from the Great Dao Sect, and it also belongs to the last sect in the eighty-one sects of Shushan, but the Guiyuan Sect is much luckier than the Great Dao Sect, because within the influence of the Guiyuan Sect, there is no powerful Xiuzhen family in the Zài, and the radius of thousands of miles is the world of the Guiyuan Sect family.

Qianyang City is very small, not as big as a county town in the secular world, and it is far away from the headquarters of the Guiyuan Sect, which makes Zhang He involuntarily relax a lot.

When night fell, Zhang He, who was extremely bored, could only lie on the bed tossing and turning, but in the middle of the night, with a chaotic shout, Qianyang City immediately became a mess.

Zhang He cautiously released his divine sense, and someone actually rebelled? Looking at the army that can be seen everywhere on the street, looking at the tragic battles in the era of cold weapons, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a little speechless, although the fighting of these secular soldiers is like a child playing without a god horse for Zhang He now, but since he was a child, he has loved watching historical dramas, especially Zhang He, who prefers ancient war movies, but he watched it with relish, and at the same time, he was deeply shocked by the hand-to-hand combat in the era of cold weapons.

The cruelty of the war made Zhang He, who was accustomed to constant fighting, feel a shocking feeling.

As the fierce battle continued, there were finally cultivators involved in the battle, and the first ones who participated in the battle were just small characters in the Qi refining period, but with the intervention of these small miscellaneous fish, the war was soon completely denatured.

The fight of mortals finally evolved into a cruel fight between cultivators.

As time passed, the level of the cultivators who participated in the battle gradually became higher and higher, and in the end, there were actually ten Yuan Infant Stage masters who intervened in the battle.

The intervention of the Yuan Infant Master completely denatured the war, but what Zhang He didn't expect was that the intervention of the ten Yuan Infant Stage masters was still not the end of this war, but just the beginning.

In less than an hour, a large number of Yuan Infant Stage masters had gathered from all directions and started a fierce battle in the sky above this small city.

Nima, what the hell is going on?

There were a large number of Yuan Infant Stage masters in the sky who were fighting frantically, and within ten zhang of the ground, there were also countless low-level cultivators fighting desperately, and on the ground, the armies of both sides had all turned into meat grinders, setting off a bloody rain that made people's scalps tingle, and Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of doubts.

What is the cause of this war and what is its purpose?

If this was just a battle of interests in the secular realm, how could so many cultivators intervene in the battle? What if this was an entanglement of interests between cultivators, and those ordinary soldiers were involved in doing the gods?

After all, there is too much difference between the level of the Yuan Infant Strong and the ordinary soldier.

"Stop." Just when Zhang He was wondering, a wild shout full of anger suddenly shook over the small city.

This wild shout not only shook the sky, but also filled the majesty of the superiors, making everyone involuntarily stop attacking, and moreover, the faces of all the Yuan Infant Stage cultivators also appeared with awe.

I rub, this is a god horse birdman again? Zhang He cautiously released his divine sense, and looked curiously at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.

"Young Sect Master."

As many Yuan Infant Stage masters respectfully bent down and saluted, Zhang He also instantly guessed the identity of this item, and returned to the Young Sect Master of the Yuan Sect.

"The head of the Liu family, the head of the Wang family, what do you mean by this?" The young sect master glanced at the bloodied Qianyang City with a majestic face, and finally fixed his eyes on the two old men, and asked unceremoniously, "Who asked you to stretch out your hand to Qianyang City?" ”

What does Shenma mean? Could it be that the outbreak of this war was because the Liu family and the Wang family were fighting for control of Qianyang City? Moreover, according to the meaning of this young sect master, Qianyang City was not originally a territory controlled by these two families.

Nima, these two idiots, and really Nima's idiots enough, Zhang He couldn't help but shake his head a little speechlessly, obviously not strong, but he wants to compete with such fanfare, in this way, this Qianyang City can be owned by the two of you, so what is called a ghost?

You must know that controlling a city is equivalent to mastering a large amount of wealth, and many unexpected cultivation resources, if you secretly control it, if the strength is okay, the Guiyuan Sect may still acquiesce to your dominance, but if it is so public, unless your family's power reaches the point where the Guiyuan Sect does not dare to underestimate it, otherwise, the ghost will sit back and watch you eat the meat from his mouth.

Of course, Guiyuan Sect seems to be a bit of an idiot, since the big war has already happened, why not let the two families fight to the death first, and then come out to clean up the mess after both families are seriously injured? Anyway, the strength of these two families is not good, even the head of the family has been dispatched, and the total is only so much Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, even if there is something hidden, it definitely does not hide too much strength, isn't it?

However, what Zhang He didn't expect was that the young sect master suddenly let out a wild shout, "Since the seniors are interested in paying attention to us, why don't you show up and let me wait to admire the majesty of the seniors?" ”

Uh, was discovered? Nima, the cultivation of this product is obviously only good in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, how can it be possible to find out the divine consciousness of the elder brother?

But just when Zhang He was depressed, the young sect master's divine consciousness immediately overwhelmed the sky and surged towards him like a tide.

Nima, did you treat your predecessors like this? Zhang He couldn't help but pout, but he could only show his figure helplessly, who made this thing a princeling? I don't know that it's normal to respect the old and love the young, isn't it?

Zhang He's appearance made everyone instantly nervous, and the atmosphere instantly became depressed.

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