At the foot of Feiyun Sect Mountain, as time passed, the uneasiness on the faces of the three old farmers became more and more intense.

"Lao Tzu can't stand it anymore! Instead of waiting here for death, it's better to go up and break through!"

Lao Dao's mood seemed a little anxious, and this feeling of not being able to do anything made him feel broken.

"Old knife, sit down!" the old farmer shouted, his eyes fixed on the end of the stone staircase, "Now, we can only choose to believe him!"

Da!

Da!

Da!

At the end of the stone staircase, a figure slowly appeared, and then Yunyang's face became clearer and clearer.

"Boss!"

The old knife shouted excitedly, and Liu Shuang's pretty face also revealed a touch of excitement that could not be concealed, while the old farmer breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Boss, this sword ......" The appearance of the rusty sword made the old knife shiver involuntarily, and he only felt that the weapon in his hand was about to be taken off.

Yun Yang looked at the rusty sword in his hand and said lightly, "Pick it up." ”

The old knife retreated five or six times before he stabilized the weapon in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a strong fear of this inconspicuous rusty sword.

"This sword is extraordinary, and it is easy to cause trouble. ”

The old farmer's eyes were vicious, and he said the key point when he opened his mouth,

Possessing a Diyun weapon, even if it is only made of ordinary metal, it is easy to be remembered when placed outside.

For this, Yun Yang naturally understands, but this rusty sword with emperor rhyme can't be placed in the storage bag, Yun Yang tried, and almost poked a big hole in the storage bag.

Under the perseverance of the old farmer, Yunyang temporarily wrapped it in a rag and carried it on his back, which was inconspicuous.

Immediately, Yun Yang distributed the demon beast Neidan that he had picked up from the ruins of the main hall to the three of them.

Among them, the old knife and Liu Shuang were divided into two, and by the time the old farmer arrived, he was ready to be disappointed, but Yunyang threw him three Neidan.

Looking at these three heavy demon beast Neidan, the old farmer felt a strong warmth in his heart.

"Boss, this is ......," the old farmer asked with some confusion.

Yun Yang just said lightly: "This is what you deserve, don't thank me." ”

"Yes...... Be. The old farmer's nose was sour, and his eyes were full of mist.

Then, they did not choose to leave immediately, but used this place as a camp for a short rest, where they lit a fire and cooked.

At night, Yun Yang took half of the bronze mask out of the storage bag and began to look at it.

The bronze mask exudes a trace of cold aura in the moonlight, and on the mask, there are also carved with a series of mysterious lines, adding a touch of ancient desolation to the mask.

"This mask can make the rusty sword with the emperor's rhyme tremble, I don't know what the mystery is. ”

Yun Yang held it in his hand, but there was no information in his mind, which showed that even Yun Yang's powerful ability could not understand its origin.

This made Yun Yang even more curious, and in an instant, Yun Yang slowly put the bronze mask on his face.

At this moment, Yun Yang's right eye, through the eye hole in the half bronze mask, saw a scene that he would never forget.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, countless creatures are wailing, and in the sky, endless laws are descending, as if to destroy the entire earth.

The end is coming!

At this moment, the perspective of the bronze mask flew towards the void, and with his own strength, he fought against the law of the sky.

For a moment, it was as if the heavens were angry, and they wanted to descend to destroy it.

Endless silver lightning bolts converged into terrifying shadows.

To the left, it's a golden dragon with five claws coming at the mask's owner!

On the right, it was a fiery phoenix, emitting the Nine Heavens Fire roaring all over its body!

In front, it was a Nine Shadows Kunpeng, opening its Nine Shadows Giant Mouth, as if it wanted to swallow everything!

In the back, it was an ancient giant snake with nine heads, and the nine heads were terrifying!

......

One by one, the demon beasts that only exist in the legends are surging, and on the ground, countless creatures have pinned their hopes on the body of the mask owner.

Once, the invincible Terran Emperor lost his majesty at this time, and only trembled.

Once, the overlord of fire, who burned all things, was now prostrate on the ground, humble as an ant.

......

Seeing this scene, Yunyang felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, but after watching it for a while, his head was about to split half, so he could only take off the bronze mask.

What a terrifying breath!

Yun Yang's heart was shocked, and his mind was full of the scene that seemed to be the end of the world.

"The owner of this mask once faced the Heavenly Dao with his own strength, is this considered an immortal?"

Yun Yang said to himself, for immortals, has always been his obsession, but it is an ethereal existence.

Perhaps, the owner of this mask can be called an immortal.

Yun Yang, who had a complicated heart, put the bronze mask back into the storage bag, but he never put it down completely.

After a night of silence, the three of them also woke up from their sleep, protected by the ruins, and this night, the three of them slept soundly.

Among them, the old farmer was in good spirits and flattered Yunyang vigorously, but Yunyang didn't seem to hear these sycophants.

"I still know a place, let's go. The old farmer was elated, which was very rare in the impression of the other two.

The old farmer has always been the most cautious in his words and deeds, how can he wake up today, as if he was a different person.

Not only did the two of them feel that something was wrong, but even Yunyang, who didn't have much contact with him, subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

The group followed the old farmer for two days, and even moved away from the confines of Hexi Town.

"No, old farmer, this is the chassis of the Qingyuan Sect, if you go deeper, you should meet the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect!" the old knife stopped and asked.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the old farmer's eyes, but in front of Yunyang, he still tried his best to maintain restraint.

"This old man naturally knows that it's just a marginal area, how can it be so coincidental, besides, I've been here with Luo Meng several times, and the road is very familiar, so I won't meet it. The old farmer patted his chest and reassured.

The old knife looked a little reluctant, Qingyuanzong is no better than Hexi Xuegong, here is their chassis, but if outsiders dare to break in, they will be killed!

Moreover, the Qingyuan Sect is far more powerful than the Hexi Academy Palace, there are hundreds of Condensation Source martial artists in the sect, and it is rumored that the sect master is a martial artist at the peak of the Nine Peaks of Condensation.

It is no exaggeration to say that within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the Xuegong sects have to look at the face of Qingyuan Sect, and no one can bear its anger.

And they, if they say that they are demon hunters, if they don't sound good, they are just casual cultivators, and what can they do to compete with the Qingyuan Sect.

"I heard that this time the Great Competition of the Academy Palace is being carried out in the Qingyuan Sect, it must be heavily guarded at this time, we rush in, in case we are discovered, how about it?" Liu Shuang said while standing on the side of the old knife.

"If there is really a treasure in it, and it is also from the Qingyuan Sect, there is no need for us to wade into the troubled waters. The old knife continued.

The old farmer's face was gloomy, he glared at the two of them fiercely, and then said angrily: "Short-sighted, what about Qingyuan Sect, making you afraid of being like this!?"

"Boss, the treasures that Luo Meng and I found inside are far more ...... than the things in the ruins."

Just as Lao Dao wanted to continue, Yun Yang shook his head and let Lao Dao camp on the spot.

A trace of loss flashed in the old farmer's eyes, but he knew that everyone listened to Yunyang, and as long as he didn't move, no one dared to move.

In the middle of the night, while everyone was asleep, a figure sneaked out.

This man was the old peasant, and I saw him skillfully walk through the dense forest, and finally came to a cliff.

On the opposite side of the cliff, the lights are dim, and this behemoth stands.

Qingyuan Sect!

The huge Qingyuan Sect, on the Qingyuan Mountain, has countless strong people, a radius of a hundred miles, no one can compare.

Countless young people are proud to worship the Qingyuan Sect.

Countless cultivation palaces are proud to bow down in front of the Qingyuan Sect.

This is Qingyuan Sect, a powerful existence that is suffocating.

At this moment, the old farmer looked at Qingyuanzong from afar, his eyes flashed with complicated emotions, and he didn't notice at all that a figure had been standing behind him for a while.

"You and Qingyuanzong!?"

As soon as the words fell, the old farmer's spirit instantly tensed, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.