Somewhere in the eastern part of Liaodong, an extremely remote mountainous area.

Even if it's dark night, this mountainous area is still full of people, the lights are bright, and dozens of engineering trucks are digging under the control of some young people in military uniforms.

In a place where the flowers and vegetation are particularly luxuriant and the mist is filled, thousands of people of different ages are meditating with their eyes closed, and occasionally some void formed by internal qi will appear above their heads, and some people will jump up excitedly.

Not far from here, in the flat bottom of a thousand tents, inside the largest tent, a middle-aged man who looked about forty years old with a resolute face was slowly looking up.

"The Fire-Blood Clan appears in Hangcheng, and I will personally go to Hangcheng to kill the Fire-Blood Clan."

The middle-aged man's tone was extremely slow and his tone was very flat, but as he spit out the words, the air in the entire tent suddenly froze, and the seven or eight people standing on both sides became extremely difficult to breathe.

"The opening of the Beast King Cemetery is in charge of Huang Dong."

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes swept over a soldier who looked very old and wore a major general's uniform.

"Master, don't worry."

After Huang Dong heard this, he was stunned at first, and then stopped talking for a while, but he still responded with a courtesy.

"Ah Zhi, you go to Hangzhou with your teacher!"

The middle-aged man pointed to the youngest person in the tent, who was Miao Yan'er's cousin Ah Zhi, "The pill you brought from Hangzhou is extremely unusual, I will go to meet this person who offers medicine this time." ”

"I'll thank the master for Ye Su first."

Ah Zhixi is in shape, and it is really Ye Su's honor to be able to enter the eyes of the master, with the help of the master, Ye Su and Miao Yan'er will not be so down.

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, but no one raised a rebuttal, and everyone responded respectfully, and they looked at him with respectful and adoring eyes - Gu Moyan retreated, he was the real first person in China.

"He's gone!"

With the departure of the middle-aged man, this mountainous area began to become turbulent, and many tents began to become crowded with people, and the faces of people who came and went became solemn.

Even the children of several families defied the ban and forced their way into the mist-filled interior of the mountainous area, which was the outer area of the Beastmaster's Mausoleum.

"Let them go."

When Huang Dong heard this, he sneered and made a decision.

"Huo Yan and Tong Li have succeeded! The man left, and we got into action! ”

Similarly, somewhere in a hidden place about ten miles from this mountainous area, a group of men and women in tights also began to act.

Late at night.

Tong's Building server room.

At this moment, the employees have already left work, and it is impossible for everyone to notice that there has been an unknown change in the server that carries the number of immortals, and there is another pattern similar to the shape of a planet near the same pattern as the Sumeru ring.

No one will know what happened in various places this night, for Ye Su, this night, he went home early to rest, for the tattoo club Shanhai, this night is a night of doubt.

"Is it really a bloodthirsty palm?"

Standing right where the Fireblood Clan was killed, although the site had been destroyed by the excavator, the mountains and seas chewing chocolate chips were still standing there.

Standing proudly, without any other movements, after about five minutes, Shan Hai shook his head indifferently, and he was sure in his heart that right here, a person who knew how to devour blood had appeared.

Or rather, here, someone uses the blood-devouring palm, in a duel.

Because the scene was destroyed, the mountains and seas could not know, and the people of the Fire and Blood Clan also appeared here, but in the air, the faint breath produced by the blood-devouring palm when it ate blood and gathered palm prints still remained here.

Only the mountains and seas that have also cultivated the Blood Devouring Palm can sense it.

After thinking for a long time, looking at the highway and waiting for a few of his subordinates, Shanhai took out a satellite phone, dialed a number, and asked indifferently: "Third senior brother, who has come to Hangzhou recently?" ”

Listening to the answer from the phone, Shanhai's face changed slightly, and he hung up the phone without saying anything more.

That's right, just like the third senior brother said, if the senior brother in the door comes to Hangzhou, he will definitely contact him.

Since he is not a brother in the door, then ......

Shanhai frowned slightly, took out a few chocolate beans, put them in his mouth, and chewed them gently.

Could it be that in this world, in addition to the Soul Eater Palace, there are other people who know how to devour the Blood Palm?

The Blood Devouring Palm, although it is not high in grade, its power should not be underestimated, and after cultivation, it will produce a trace of strange changes in the body and internal qi, such an ancient martial art is an ancient martial art that cannot be ignored, so the Soul Devouring Hall is extremely strict in managing this, even if it is a disciple in the door, it also needs to meet certain conditions before it can practice.

It's just such an ancient martial art, why would outsiders understand?

This matter may have to be reported to the master.

Shanhai sighed softly and walked slowly towards the Yeweiyang Club, perhaps Mrs. Heather could get an answer.

Not far from the door of the Yeweiyang Club, Shanhai suddenly frowned slightly, and then fixed his eyes on the road not far ahead.

At this moment, on the road, only one Mercedes is coming at a constant speed.

When his eyes touched, Shanhai's face changed drastically.

In his eyes, it seemed that he saw not a car, but a mountain, a piece of sky.

Steep mountains, deep heavens.

It brings an inexplicable strong pressure to the mountains and seas.

From all directions, from heaven to earth. ，

"The seventh son of the Tong family!"

The mountains and seas were pale, and they immediately knew who was coming.

His cultivation is not high, but it is not low, and ordinary qi practitioners, even if they are strong people who have just stepped into the tenth level of qi gathering, they can't give him such feelings, such pressure.

The seventh son of the Ke Tong family, the tenth level of Qi Gathering, the top 100 in China, it is said that his cultivation, although he is still at the tenth level of Qi Gathering, has already integrated his internal qi with heaven and earth.

This is the true Strongest!

"Tong Qiandi, actually here?"

When the people of many families in the Weiyang Club heard the news, their faces changed drastically and they were shocked.

Tong Qiandi.

Top 100 in China.

He is also the strongest Qi practitioner in Hangzhou.

It is an idol in countless Hangzhou Qi Practitioner Centers.

When he was thirty years old, he was promoted to the fifth level of Qi Gathering, and then he broke through every year, and at the age of thirty-five, he was already a strong person at the tenth level of Qi Gathering, and now it is ten years later, and no one knows what his cultivation is.

But when he returned to Hangzhou last month, he lightly killed all the qi practitioners who plotted against the Tong family, and the blood flowed like a river.

"Unexpectedly, this even shocked Tong Qiandi."

The corners of Mrs. Heather's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a complicated smile, "It seems that there is more room for maneuver in this matter." ”