As night fell, a lonely waning moon hung high above the inky sky.

The night breeze gently swept away the biting cold air, making people sweat and shiver with cold.

Thunder Lion Ridge

It is composed of dozens of steep and steep peaks and a large area of ancient trees and towering dense forests, and at the same time, there is a group of strange monsters that feed on thunder: Thunder Lion.

It is extremely sinister, ordinary people will not come at all, but anyone who dares to come to Lei Shiling is a monk with extraordinary cultivation strength.

And most of the purposes for these monks to come to Thunder Lion Ridge were to find elixirs, as well as to kill Thunder Lion to obtain demon pills or cultivation resources.

After all, on the way of cultivation, wealth comes first.

Many talented beings in the Martial Domain were because they didn't have enough financial resources or cultivation resources, and they ended up being out of the crowd.

Some people are not even as successful as those who are less qualified than themselves.

Therefore, casual cultivation in the Martial Domain is the most difficult group of people to mix.

After all, most of Wu Xi's cultivation resources, such as the blessed land of Lingjing Lingshan, were occupied by the great forces.

And casual cultivation can only stay in all places where spiritual power is thin, relying on the cultivation of spirit crystals obtained from fighting, struggling and surviving in this world where strength is respected.

However, the existence of casual cultivation is divided into two kinds, one is chic by nature, and does not like to be restrained, so it is unwilling to join various forces and be constrained.

But most of them live a more chic and happy life, and they all have a skill.

And the other is that because the qualifications are too poor, there is no force willing to accept it, and it is forced to be reduced to casual cultivation.

And most of these people are at the lowest level of the cultivation world, but there are also examples of people who have obtained adventures and fortunes and thus soared to the sky.

It's just that there are so few that even a few are not enough to describe.

Therefore, most casual practitioners choose two paths.

One is to eat and wait for death, enter the world, and spend money to scatter.

After all, casual cultivators are also monks when they are weak, and they are also invincible beings in the eyes of ordinary people.

So, for most casual meditations, this result is the best.

Of course, the premise is that there are no enemies.

But once you become a monk, you are simply entering the primeval jungle, following the law of survival of the fittest.

It's normal to have a full family of enemies, how can it be without an enemy.

Therefore, there are such cases, but they are rare.

The second is that after cultivating successfully, he takes the initiative to take refuge in a certain force and becomes one of them's domestic servants.

Since then, he has obtained cultivation resources and protection.

It's just that it's extremely difficult to get into the core of power.

And in the human race, the biggest object of refuge is the Wudian Trade Union.

As for the Martial Palace, it is to recruit disciples and cultivate them from an early age.

In particular, the Martial Palace Law Enforcement Hall only accepts orphans with outstanding talents.

Moreover, it will be cultivated in the most cold-blooded and cruel methods.

It's normal to kill someone.

Often there is no one in ten, or even one in a hundred.

Of course, if the qualifications are excellent and not related to any strength. After passing the assessment, you can also join the Martial Palace Law Enforcement Hall.

Of course, even if you join, it is difficult to be recognized and reused.

To put it mildly, the Martial Palace Law Enforcement Hall is the largest orphan shelter for the human race.

Because only this kind of person can guarantee loyalty to the Martial Palace to the greatest extent.

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Thunder Lion Ridge

In the middle of the jungle

Piles of bonfires rose with a fiery red light, the scorching air currents expelled the damp and cold air around them, and at the same time, with the help of the bright light, Mali erected tents made of sturdy animal skins one after another, and sprinkled a strong pungent powder nearby.

The powder hit the ground, and the snakes, insects, flies and ants under the ground around them were directly smoked to death by the nasal powder, even if they were lucky enough not to die, they fled in a panic.

For a while, there was a rustling of the ground, but everyone was already surprised and didn't care about continuing to be busy with their own affairs.

"Commander Yan, that man has woken up. ”

Suddenly, a dark-skinned man wearing a poorly sewn leather armor made of animal skins walked quickly, and sat cross-legged behind the man in green clothes in front of the most vigorous bonfire, three meters away.

After bowing respectfully, he said in a deep voice.

The voice was as heavy and powerful as steel.

Hearing this, he was flipping through the pages in his hand, and the crimson armor of a book with a somewhat yellowed and shabby cover, but it was so neat that there was not even a single wrinkle in the book, and the armor was engraved with flame-like lines. At a glance, the fiery red aura of the armor flashed, and then a wave of fiery air like a sea of fire struck, making people's hearts tremble, as if it was scorching, and it burned inside.

Don't dare to take a second look.

After respectfully saluting the crimson armored man, the person who came said in a deep voice.

The voice was as heavy and powerful as steel.

Hearing the sound, the man in red armor slowly closed the book, then raised his head, revealing a delicate face under the light of the bright fire.

The dark eyes were like night, with an incomprehensible depth.

Close the book and carefully place it in the waist storage bag.

After doing this, the man in red armor suddenly got up.

Suddenly, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, the sharp momentum of the edge emanated from its body.

At a glance, it makes people feel awe-inspiring and dare not look at it!

"Then go and see? Maybe you can get the truth about the murder of the ninth brother from his mouth. ”

The man is none other than the first day of the Zhou family, Zhou Yan.

At the age of twenty, his cultivation has already reached the peak of the middle stage of the Liquid Transformation Realm, and he is only one step away from becoming the late stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

surpass the record set by Zhou Lei in the Zhou family.

It's just that what is strange is that Zhou Yan has no arrogance and arrogance of a rich son, he practices extremely hard, and never makes friends with other rich children.

Moreover, since the beginning of his cultivation, except for the young master of the Zhou family, he has never relied on the identity of the son to gain more than a penny.

Even, sometimes they will give their own cultivation resources to other clansmen.

And Zhou Yan's cultivation resources are in addition to the monthly example. The others were all obtained by Zhou Yan after he joined the City Lord's Mansion Yanwei and completed various tasks.

Not only that, Zhou Yan also relied on his strength to seize the position of the commander of Yanwei.

The head of the deep Zhou family, Zhou Yun, is heavy.

Otherwise, it is impossible to obtain the qualification of the heir of the head of the Zhou family with his identity as a concubine.

Zhou Yan joined the Yan Wei of the City Lord's Mansion at the age of fifteen, and this stay was five years.

In five years, he started from the lowest ordinary guard of Yanwei, and gradually reached the position of the commander of Yanwei.

Of course, the commander of Yanwei was not Zhou Yan alone but three people, and Zhou Yan was just one of them.

Moreover, the realm is the lowest.

The other two were all in the late stage of the Liquid Transformation Realm, and even the Great Commander of Yanwei had reached the half-step Crystal Smelting Realm.

However, this step is not easy to break through.

This is also the reason why Zhou Yan has always been inferior to Zhou Lei in the eyes of the Zhou family.

Because, although there are not many cultivators in the Liquid Realm in Battle Flame City, they are not few, and they can be regarded as middle-level in any strength.

But only the cultivator of the Smelting Crystal Realm was the greatest combat power of a family.

In Battle Flame City, as long as any force has a smelting crystal realm, it can be counted as a second-rate force.

Few people or forces are willing to provoke.

You must know that the Spirit Sea Realm on the bright side of the entire Battle Flame City does not exceed ten fingers.

Among them, the Wudian and the Wudian trade union account for half.

They are, the Lord of the Martial Palace, and the Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Martial Palace.

President of the Wudian Trade Union, Great Elder of the Wudian Trade Union.

There are a total of four Spirit Sea Realms.

It ensured that the Martial Palace and the Martial Hall Guild would no one dare to provoke the transcendent status in the Battle Flame City.

As for the other Spirit Sea Realms, the City Lord's Mansion Battle Flame City City Lord is one, and Li Mingjiu, the head of the Li family, is also one of them.

Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, in the distance, in the direction of the Lei Yuan Mountain Range.

Where, in the cold and dark sky, a touch of blood bloomed, exuding a thick and terrifying aura of death. Even if you are dozens of miles away, you can feel it clearly.

Even if he wasn't in the Lei Yuan Mountain Range, Zhou Yan could also imagine how many killings had happened in the Lei Yuan Mountain Range at this moment.

to dye the sky red.

However, he doesn't care about these now, all he cares about now is finding the person who killed his ninth brother.

Zhou Yue's body had already been found in the col ten miles away, although it had been dug up.

As soon as Zhou Yue's body was found, Zhou Yan didn't have time to be sad and angry, so he sent someone to Zhou's house and put it in the ground.

Of course, in addition to Zhou Yue's corpse, he also dug up more than a dozen corpses that were trapped and killed by the formation from the bottom of the mountain col.

However, to Zhou Yan's surprise, one of these corpses still had a faint vitality, but all the meridian bones in his body were crushed by the huge pressure underneath.

If Zhou Yan didn't know this person and wanted to get the truth about Zhou Yue's death and the whereabouts of the real murderer from his mouth, he would not have sent someone to treat him.

Zhou Yan strode into a tent.

Inside the tent, the lights were bright, and the pungent smell of medicine made Zhou Yan's brows furrow slightly, and a trace of strangeness rose in his heart.

As soon as I entered it, I saw a simple wooden bed made of several wooden planks.

On top of the wooden bed, a man with a blood-stained bandage and a scar on his face lay on it like a mummy. The breath is dying and the face is dying, and the body is full of life, giving people a feeling that their lives are imminent.

"Aren't you awake?"

Seeing this, Zhou Yan showed displeasure and asked.

But there was a hint of blame in his tone.

When he became the commander of Yanwei, some people were not convinced, and secretly made a stumbling block, and he endured it in normal times.

But now it is related to his younger brother, and the people who came to Lei Shiling this time are all brothers who were born and died with him. If anyone else stumbles, he can't bear it.

However, it is more likely that the person on the wooden bed is too badly injured and passes out.

After all, he only ordered to wake up, and he didn't say anything about saving people.

Therefore, it is not necessary to save a seriously injured person to wake up.

There are other ways to do it.

"The commander is angry, and his subordinates will wake him up. ”

As soon as Zhou Yan's words fell, the guards who followed behind him tightened their hearts, and hurriedly confessed.

After speaking, his pace quickened, and he quickly walked past Zhou Yan to the wooden bed.

Then, with a spread of his right hand, a pitch-black needle appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows.