"Report to the Great Elder, the third squad has caught a person in the back mountain!" Two soldiers of the Yuanling tribe in leather armor pushed and shoved this young man who was bound by ropes, with scars all over his body, obviously suffering a lot.

"Okay, go and invite the four Niu Luzhen immediately, I hope they get the answers they want!" Elder Bu Yihu glanced at the person in front of him and ordered.

"Barbarian, let me go, let go of me!" Although the young man was arrested, he was not afraid of compromise at all, and he was extremely excited when he saw Bu Yihu, a man with more hair all over his body.

"Where are the people, where are the people?"

Peng Jialiang appeared in Bu Yihu's house like a wind, and the strong wind that swirled almost overturned the Great Elder's attic that had just been built.

"Oh, my ancestors, my codex flew, flew ......" Bu Yihu chased after the room full of papers with a helpless face, remembering that there were still a few orders that had not been signed!

"Tell me, where is this?" Peng Jialiang grabbed the young man excitedly, not noticing the man's pain.

"Don't let go yet, do you want to pinch someone's death?" Nie Lei's figure flashed and put it on Peng Jialiang's hand.

"Ah......h

The young man couldn't help but exhale in pain, but he was stubborn, and after shouting, he bit his lip and didn't say a word.

"Don't be afraid, young man, we just wanted to ask you a few words. ”

Nie Feng and Shan Thirteen walked in side by side, and a flash of true qi flashed in their hands, and not only did the ropes that bound the young man fall, but even the scars on his body returned to normal.

"Hey, are you immortals?" Nie Feng's hand completely subverted the young man's perception of barbarians, kneeling down and kowtowing incessantly.

"Get up and speak, get up and speak!"

Under Nie Feng's gentle and drizzly inquiry, the thirteen people of the mountain finally knew their current location-Lingzhou Qingshan Valley, which was located in the southwest of Lingzhou, and was 16,000 miles away from the ruins of Lingzhou in the southeast.

Qingshangou stretches for 60,000 miles, traversing the three continents of Lingzhou, Danzhou and Tianzhou, and is the most abundant place for spiritual plants to grow in Tianxiang Continent.

"Elder Bu, it seems that this place is very suitable for the survival of your Yuanling tribe, within a radius of thousands of miles, it is rarely populated!" Shan Thirteen understood the current situation, and his mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Really?"

Bu Yihu's face is full of red light, and he can find a place for his clan to survive, it is really an eye-opener for his ancestors, God bless!

"Thank you, thank you, there are not a few Niu Lu who really help, how can there be a new life of the Yuanling tribe today, as long as we can use our place in the future, it will be my old man's life, there is no ambiguity!"

"It's not fateful, but I need your help?" Shan Thirteen's face was not good, and he looked at Nie Feng and the others, as if he had made a difficult decision.

"Ah, help, how can my old man help?"

It's just a blink of an eye, Bu Yihu's face changed, for fear that Shan 13 would make some harsh requests, and he regretted his mouth very much, and his face was red all the way to his neck.

"Look at your miser, I won't ask for any ancestral bloodstones from you, it's just that Nie Feng and their souls are injured and need a long time to recuperate, can they stay in your tribe?"

"Ah, stay in our tribe, hehe, great! There are three Niu Luzhen, our tribe can sit back and relax!" Bu Yihu heard this, and immediately became energetic.

"Lord, if I don't accompany you on a journey, you will have more or less a response. Peng Jialiang stood up a little excitedly at this time.

"Lao Peng, don't embarrass the Lord, just your breath, it's not begging for a beating when you go out!" Nie Feng said so, but his teary eyes betrayed him.

"I can't stand it anymore!" Nie Lei held his head and squatted on the ground, silent.

"Gone, I think I'll be back!"

Shan Thirteen's words did not fall, but the people had already arrived a few miles away, leaving behind the looksful expressions of Nie Feng and the others......

Not to mention the worry of Nie Feng and the three of them about Shan Thirteen, at this moment, under the guidance of the young man Xiang Gengyu, a human city appeared in front of him.

After some tidying up, Shan Thirteen slanted his back with a bone axe, pedaled mammoth hoof boots, and a half-bald head on his head, but there was a murderous look, and passers-by saw it and avoided it one after another.

"Let's go, what qualifications are you going for, they are all demon kings who kill people without blinking!"

Along the way, what Shan 13 heard the most was the qualifications, and it seemed that this city held some kind of competition, attracting good players from all over the world, including some brilliant people.

"You're also there to qualify?"

An unfriendly voice came from behind Shan Thirteen, and a big man with five big and three thick men sitting on a white horse stared at Shan Thirteen with a sideways face.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Shan Thirteen ignored him and went straight into the city.

"Hehe, I'm Lu Tanshan waiting for you in the ring!" The big man looked at it, kicked the saddle, and rode away, leaving a lot of dust on the ground, which provoked passers-by to shout and scold.

"A little guts!"

Lutanshan seems to have a stout physique, but in fact he is a real monk, and he is also a clever monk, who has broken through the foundation building period, but the realm has not yet stabilized.

"What kind of competition is it that actually attracts Xiuzhen masters to participate?" Shan 13 secretly thought to himself, anyway, he needed to find out the news, so it would be good to simply go and take a look.

The ring was in the middle of the city, which was mostly a mortal city, and the monks rarely appeared blatantly, and most of them hid their identities.

Treading ......

Shan Thirteen's footsteps were heavy, and it was not very obvious outside the city, but as soon as he arrived in the city, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, and with each step, the ground shook a little.

Shan Thirteen didn't want to, but the weight of the bone axe and mammoth hoof boots was not light, even with his current body, it was difficult to support long-term movement.

"What a man!"

Passers-by stretched out their thumbs one after another, and some people were familiar with guiding them to the direction of the ring, and a large group even gathered behind them, wanting to see the majestic posture of Mountain Thirteen.

The ring is as high as five zhang, and from a distance, you can see that there are eight dragons flying and phoenix dancing on it, "Who belongs to the hero, hunting demons first".

"Demon hunting first, is it related to the demon hunting order?" Shan Thirteen pulled an old man beside him and asked.

"Yes, it is said that in order to commend the warriors of the Demon Elimination Guardian Dao, the immortals specially allocated us three places in Maple Leaf City to participate in the Immortal Conference!"

The old man mentioned the three places, and he looked very proud, as if Maple Leaf City was superior.

"I forgot about it!"

Shan 131 patted his head, and now even if he flies back to Zhongzhou, he can't catch up with the day of signing up for the competition. However, this year's cultivation conference, there is an additional reward qualification, that is, he has a demon hunting order, and he happens to have a piece on his body.

"Are there any restrictions on registration?"

"Everyone in the world can do it, as long as you represent Maple Leaf City!"

The old man seemed to be optimistic about Shan Thirteen, and continued: "Little Lao'er's family is a winery, if the hero doesn't give up, everything will be done by Bai Qingquan, little Lao'er!"

"Not restricted by the sect?"

Shan Thirteen thought that one day Guangda Tianlongmen would ask this question.

"Daoist friends can rest assured, playing on behalf of Maple Leaf City, and not denying your origin. ”

A monk in a blue robe in the ring came from afar, and when he saw Shan Thirteen noticing him, he smiled and said, "I am the host of this competition, Tianlan Sect Xuandong. ”