"The overlord knife is blocking the way, there is really a problem!"

Passing through the first line of sky, Wang Dongfei landed on a bluestone and looked towards the top of the cliff of the first line of sky.

As he grappled with the sword, he felt the gaze of several eyes.

In martial arts, spiritual induction is already different from ordinary people, and since Wang Dong opened the true nature of the ancestral aperture, his spiritual power has been sublimated to an extraordinary level, even if he is thousands of feet away, he is still aware of the gaze of others.

With a slight groan, Wang Dong gave up the idea of exploring, in this stormy world, there are many ambitious people like carp crossing the river, if everyone has to bother to explore, I am afraid that they will be tired and exhausted.

With a light tap of his foot, his body turned into a breeze and floated towards the depths of Xuanyin Mountain.

The Xuanyin Mountain Range, which stretches for hundreds of miles, can be seen everywhere traces of battles and battles, and from time to time there are broken corpses of warriors coming into view.

Among the many martial arts planes that Wang Dong has traversed, if a sect has more than 1,000 formal disciples, its strength is enough to be the world's first-rate faction, even if it is not the top in martial arts.

There is a gap between contrasts, and in the main world, there are more than 1,000 sects, not to mention that there are as many as carp crossing the river, and they are also everywhere.

Of course, the strength and weakness of a sect must not be distinguished simply by quantity, if there is no sufficient amount of masters to suppress the formation, no matter how many people there are, it is also a local chicken and a dog, and when you meet a real master, you will collapse at a touch.

The number of disciples in the great sects or holy places that have been truly inherited for hundreds or even thousands of years rarely exceeds three digits, and they pay more attention to quality, so any disciple can be called the best in the world's martial arts.

The only way, the Xingtian Dao Sect, and the Cinderella Dragon Gate are all like this!

But this also shows the prosperity of martial arts in the main world. It is by no means comparable to any sub-plane martial arts world. This time, the news of the manifestation of the Son of Yama's relics. It has alarmed many forces, and there are thousands of martial artists who have been blocked by the overlord sword outside the sky, but compared with the large army that has entered Xuanyin Mountain, it is still only a small part.

The king moved like a breeze, walking through the dense forest, and smelled the slightest wisp of blood in his nose!

He walked all the way, straight towards the core area of Xuanyin Mountain, even though it was blocked by many trees. The body method was still amazingly fast, and it didn't take long for him to go fifty or sixty miles deep.

The number of martial artists around him gradually increased, and the sound of blades colliding could be heard from time to time, and the bloody aura was even stronger, and faintly, Wang Dong actually had a feeling of depression.

This trace of depression does not come from the surrounding martial arts people, but more like from the mountain itself, as if this Xuanyin Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles, is itself a giant beast, just silently opening its huge mouth to devour all the martial arts people who enter the mountain.

"Something is wrong!"

Wang Dong jumped to his feet. The toe was on a large tree eight or nine feet high, and the figure flew again. In less than a moment, he stood on the highest cliff nearby, looking down in all directions.

He looked at the half-pillar incense for a while, but still didn't notice anything wrong, but because he exposed his body, he attracted several waves of dark arrow attacks.

Now there are thousands of martial arts people pouring into this Xuanyin Mountain, and they are all ghosts, confused, it is originally a mess, and many martial artists have taken the opportunity to move, stirring this muddy water more and more turbid!

Wang Dong unfolded the method of fighting and turning the stars, the dark arrows turned back one by one, and a muffled snort sounded in the dense forest, his figure had quietly disappeared, and he grabbed a few people casually to inquire about the situation in Xuanyin Mountain.

Soon he learned several key information, first of all, there were some unfathomable dangers in this mountain forest, many martial arts people died unexplained, and secondly, all forces found an altar in the core area of Xuanyin Mountain, judging from some broken words around the altar, the underworld organization had indeed been here in the past.

Now in this Xuanyin Mountain, all the ambitious people have gathered towards the altar.

After roughly understanding this information, Wang Dong forcibly asked for the direction of the altar, and also spread his body and rushed over.

Xuanyin Mountain is outside the sky.

Another group of people arrived here, this group of people was led by an elegant and handsome man in white, and around him, surrounded by a woman with an extraordinary temperament and beautiful appearance, each woman cast a loving gaze on the boy in white, as if there was no one in the world, nothing could make them look away.

This group of people is none other than Gong Ao, the young master of Baihua Valley, and the Yin Feng Ghost of Tianmu Mountain!

Swish! A woman with a frosty face flashed the sword light in her palm, put the long sword on the neck of a gray-clothed man, and said coldly: "Tell me everything you know!" ”

The man in gray trembled: "Yes, yes...... The heroine's subordinates are merciful, and the little ones dare not hide it! ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" The woman with a cold face said coldly, the long sword in her hand tightened slightly, and a bloody mark was drawn on the neck of the man in gray.

The man in gray secretly scolded the bad luck, and hurriedly told the story of the things that were outside the world not long ago, blocked the road for three days, and was finally defeated by a young man in Tsing Yi, he described the appearance of the young man in Tsing Yi in more detail.

"Good thief! Sure enough, I also arrived at Xuanyin Mountain! Gong Ao's expression was indifferent, his eyes shot into Xuanyin Mountain, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With a snort, the neck of the man in gray was split by the sword of the woman who was covered with cold frost, and he fell down holding his throat!

"This is just an insignificant character, Bingqian, why do you need his life." Gong Ao shook his head, but there was no reproach in his voice.

"Now that all forces are gathered in Xuanyin Mountain, the masters are like clouds, although the son is not afraid, even if his whereabouts can be kept secret temporarily, he may be able to reap miraculous results." Bing Qian returned to the sword and sheathed it.

Gong Ao nodded, and took the lead in entering the first line of heaven.

A group of them crossed a line of heaven and walked directly towards the core area of Xuanyin Mountain, only to go deeper than ten miles, and suddenly a strange laughter sounded: "A lot of little girl's skin, tsk!" This skin, this appearance, is really as smooth as jade, tender as water! ”

A hand leaned out of nowhere, and suddenly reached into the middle of a group of women beside Gong Ao, touched it on the left and pinched it on the right, causing the woman to cry endlessly, mixed with the wanton and weird laughter, its voice was erratic, flickering left and right, unpredictable: "Beauty, what future do you have with this little white face, follow my jade boy, you know what is the ...... of bliss in the world." ”

"Look for death!" Gong Ao's face was extremely cold, and he suddenly flew into the sky, and the person was still in mid-air, and he grabbed it: "The sword is coming!" ”

With a bang, a long sword was stirred by the air current, flew out from behind a woman, and fell into her palm.

Gong Ao has always regarded his own women as forbidden, even if someone dares to take a second look, when he is in a bad mood, he will directly gouge out that person's eyes, not to mention being wantonly touched?

The long sword fell into his palm, and immediately the sword qi swung away, and the fallen leaves were shocked by the sword qi and fell down, and they were crushed into countless debris in mid-air.

The strange smile was endless, and his voice was extremely disdainful: "Little white face, just rely on your deed, to use the sword with my jade boy?" Rattle! Can you find me? ”

The jade boy's voice flickered, it seemed to be in his ears, and it seemed to be far away in the sky, but Gong Ao sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost, give me death!" ”

The long sword in his hand suddenly turned, and a sword volley struck, poof! The ground was stirred by a cruising earth dragon, kicking up clouds of dust, and a muffled snort sounded underground.

Gong Ao's long sword swung again, and a cold light pierced the sky, and suddenly drilled into the ground, only to hear a snort, bringing up a blood flower, followed by an arm flying out.

The jade boy's strange laughing voice stopped abruptly, and he was filled with anger: "Little white face, you dare to hurt me!" I remember you, and we'll see! ”

Before the jade boy's voice fell, Gong Ao urged with his palm, and the long sword arrow shot straight out, suddenly nailed into the ground more than ten zhang away.

The cold light flashed, and the ground was like tofu, and the long sword disappeared into it in a flash, followed by a stream of water-like blood.

Gong Ao flew down and stepped lightly on the ground, and in the buzzing and trembling sound of the ground, a five-short figure was pierced by a long sword behind his back, and a child-like person shook out of the ground.

Gong Ao grabbed it with his big hand, grabbed the throat of the jade boy, twisted it casually, broke his neck, and sneered: "You still want to seek revenge on me, you have no chance!" ”

Like discarding garbage, throwing away the body of the jade boy, Gong Ao's eyes were cold: "Continue to move forward, within three days at the latest, the thief must be captured and killed, my Gong Ao will never allow him to live for three days, not even for a moment." (To be continued......)

PS: I'm afraid not many people are reading books today! Happy New Year, Happy New Year, Happy Shoes!

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