A man and a woman, both between the ages of seventeen and eighteen, still have faint fluctuations in the spirit yuan in their bodies.

The man has dark skin, his appearance gives people a sense of maturity and stability, he is wearing a black and red warrior's robe, he is tall and burly, but for some reason, his face is full of disgust.

The woman wants to look good, her skin is like snow and frost, a pair of smart eyes on the face of the melon seeds are still flashing with a touch of charm, and a purple ruffle shows her convex and backward body to the fullest, especially the pair of slender and slender legs under the pure white stockings, crossed together, giving people infinite reverie, sexy and extremely disturbing.

But his temperament is surprisingly cold and arrogant, and his pretty face is also full of disgust.

The woman said angrily at the man's dissatisfaction: "Yang Luo, are you indeed a mountain treasure in this kind of projectile land?"

The man named Yang Luo nodded and said, "It must be here, I tortured that old thing for more than a month, and I used a lot of means for him to say it, it is absolutely impossible to lie to me."

Then he said in a very gentle tone, with an infatuated face: "Fei Fei, I will wronged you for the time being, and when we find Shanbao, we will immediately leave this garbage dumping place, and when we return to Yulan City, our Yang family will propose to you Shenwumen, and marry you to me" After speaking, he glanced at the woman's body and swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

Hearing this, the woman said lukewarmly: "Wait until you dedicate the mountain treasure to me, otherwise you want me Liu Qingfei to marry you and dream!"

Yang Luo snorted and said, "Don't worry Feifei, Shanbao is one of my dowry, I don't think it's a way to find it like this, so let's find a local cheap slave and ask first:"After speaking, he turned his head with a cruel face, looking at the villagers on the street, as if picking objects.

And Liu Qingfei looked at Yang Luo, but the corners of her mouth inexplicably had a strange smile.

Inside the cave

Night Technique bent the bow and pierced the horse, his eyes were focused, and he suddenly punched out and hit the air, and with a "bang", a stone not far from his front exploded directly like a watermelon, cracking into pieces and flying away.

Yeshu looked cold and arrogant, and said lightly: "It seems that my trick "Space Twisting Burst Vacuum Wave" has finally been small, hahaha! Ahem, cough, cough, I'm choking."

In the past few days, in addition to eating, drinking, and sleeping, he has been cultivating spiritual skills, and he has finally cultivated to a small level, and his cultivation has not made the slightest progress, and he is still staying in the spiritual energy realm.

"Goo, goo, goo" A strange sound suddenly came from Yeshu's stomach, he touched his stomach, and said weakly: "I've been gnawing on the roots of the tree for the past few days, I'm going to starve to death, and I don't know where that cheap master is now?" After speaking, he looked helpless: "Forget it, let's go back to the village to find Boss Zhao, I haven't taken care of Lao Zhao for so long and I don't know how the business is?"

Shuangniu Village

"Haha, Fei Fei, don't you think this cheap slave looks like a dog?" Yang landed on the street, kicking a cowardly villager lying on the ground at his feet.

The villagers who walked by on the street except frowned, but they hurried out of here, as if as long as they didn't kill people, they had nothing.

Liu Qingfei beside her, her lips were crooked and she smiled.

After that, Yang Luo stepped on the villager's lap and said, "Cheap slave, let me ask you, has anything strange happened to your broken land recently?"

The man looked panicked and said tremblingly, "Spirit ...... Master Xiu, I'm ..... I don't know."

"Hmph!" Yang Luo snorted angrily: "I don't know, it seems that I have to suffer a little before I am willing to tell the truth, what a cheap slave" After speaking, he exerted his strength under his feet.

A crisp sound of "click" suddenly sounded, and then a scream like killing a pig came out instantly, swinging through the heavens and the earth.

"Stop!" a powerful voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Qingfei and Yang Luo were both stunned, and they turned their heads to look over, and a thin and old figure entered the eyes of the two, and it was the village chief.

After the villagers who rushed to the market saw the village chief, they all quickened their pace to leave, and some hid not far away to watch the play.

For a while, only Liu Qingfei, Yang Luo, the village chief, and the villager who crawled on the ground had a distorted face and was in pain.

Yang Luo looked at the village chief, his face was displeased, and shouted: "Old thing, are you looking for death?

The village chief glanced at Yang Luo, and said unhurriedly: "Old man, I am the village chief of this village, I don't know what he did to make the two adults unhappy, even if he did something, but the two adults should not be so cruel to a mortal" Speaking of the back, the village chief's tone became a little angry.

Yang Luo glanced at the villagers behind him, smiled cruelly, stepped on his back with one foot, and said lightly: "This cheap slave, I not only want to abolish him, but also kill him, hehe!"

With that, a stream of spirit yuan erupted directly from Yang Luo's legs.

"Collapse!" There was a loud bang, and the clods of soil under the villager instantly cracked, and the sound of broken bones rang out clearly, and the villager's body was forced to sink into the ground, his eyes widened, his breath was exhausted, and hot blood continued to come out of his mouth.

The people who were still watching the play on the side, seeing this bloody scene, ran in panic without even looking back.

"You!" the village chief's eyes widened, and his hands trembled.

Yang Luo looked at the village chief and shouted: "Old thing, since you are the village chief here, Lao Tzu asks you, has anything strange happened to your broken land recently?" Yang Luo's words were very plain, as if he had killed a livestock just now.

The village chief didn't pay attention to it, but said categorically: "We will treat guests with courtesy, but treat people who are brutal and don't understand the rules, please leave, you are not welcome here!"

When Yang Luo heard this, his brows locked, and then the green tendons on his head protruded, and he said angrily: "Old thing, you are looking for death!"

As soon as the words fell, a touch of ferocity suddenly flashed in Yang Luo's eyes, and he formed a fist with one hand, and the next moment his figure instantly swept over, Lingyuan surged in his body, and a turbulent fist wind came closely, hitting the village chief's face door hard.

The village chief's pupils froze, and then he also hooked the spirit element in his body, and quickly punched out with a straight punch, like a giant python attack.

The two fists collided, and there was a muffled sound of "bang", and a fierce energy burst out directly from the center of the two fists, stirring the yellow dust on the ground, and the latter two figures each took a step back to stabilize their figures.

After Yang Luo stabilized his figure, his face was shocked: "You are actually a spiritual cultivator?" After a while, he said again, "Okay! The old thing will spare you this time, but if you dare to hinder us again, I will definitely not show mercy!" After speaking, he glared at the village chief angrily.

It's not that Yang Luo is afraid, if he wants to defeat the village chief, he will definitely consume a lot of spirit yuan, and if he is not careful, he will be injured, it is not worth it at all, he is not stupid, he still understands the truth that more is better than less, but a lot of anger still rose in his heart, what he didn't expect was that there would be spiritual cultivation in this kind of place.

And the reason why he didn't sense the spirit element fluctuations in the village chief's body was because the village chief was too old, and the spirit yuan in his body was inactive, plus the village chief deliberately restrained the spirit element fluctuations, which made them not aware of it.

Liu Qingfei just glanced at Yang Luo and didn't speak, but she also wondered how there could be spirituality in such a place.

Yang Luo smiled awkwardly, and the anger in his heart became even stronger.

Yang Luo gritted his teeth and glanced at Shuangniu Peak, and said, "Fei Fei, these two peaks may be able to find the mountain treasure, and the old immortal will not be given a specific location, and he will receive it when he goes back!"

Liu Qingfei said lukewarmly when she heard this: "Then don't hurry up!"

Yang Luo answered, and the two walked in the direction of the mountain peak, and before they took two steps, they heard the voice of the village chief again: "Stop!"

Today is the day of the Shuangniu Peak Mountain, everyone is not allowed to go up the mountain, this is the ancestor set the rules, in the first collision, the village chief found that Yang Luo's strength is not bad, his old bones can not withstand the toss.

But they want to go to Shuangniu Peak, which is against the rules of the ancestors, and the village chief can't agree to it.

Hearing this, Yang Luo's face was completely gloomy, and the anger that had been suppressed by him also erupted like a volcanic eruption at this moment.

Turning around, his eyes were full of murderous intent and stared at the village chief, and he said angrily: "Okay! Okay! Old thing, I want you to die!"

"British gun!" After that, Yang Luo's palm was opened, and a stream of air suddenly circled around him, and then a blue light flashed from the palm of his hand, and a red cherry spear with a length of one foot and eight feet appeared in Yang Luo's hand.

"Drink!" Yang Luo shouted violently, and a spiritual energy realm second-turn spirit yuan fluctuation directly covered his body, and a strong aura also rushed to his face.

Under the scorching sun, the cold glow emitted by the red cherry spear couldn't help but make people palpitate, and the rich killing color was also engraved on Yang Luo's face.

The village chief's heart trembled suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Blue Quality!"

The village chief knew that with Yang Luo's brutal temperament, he was by no means a good type, but the rule set by his ancestors was that he would never let the two of them go up the mountain, so there was only one battle, even if he lost his old life.

The village chief made up his mind and decisively replaced the Dou Ling, and the black giant scythe reappeared, and a spiritual element fluctuation of the second turn of the spiritual energy realm also emerged at the same time.

A fierce battle, on the verge of breaking out.