Along the way, Long Qiyou asked: "Grandpa, are you cultivating so deeply, you don't need to eat and drink, what kind of ass egg (Bigu Dan) to eat when you are hungry,......"

Long Qi's words caused Xuanyuan to laugh proudly, and after laughing, he said: "Silly boy, how stupid are you reading books and listening to stories? How can we, mortals, not eat grains and live in the world for a long time? It's not the old turtle of Xuanwu, if you take a few breaths of Wang Ba's breath, you can live for hundreds of years. The world hears what it says, and it cannot be fully believed. ”

"Grandpa, do you know what the Cultivation Yuan Saint Society does?"

Xuanyuan proudly said: "The earliest Xiuyuan Holy Society was established to compete for the opportunity to enter the battlefield of gods and demons to hunt for treasures. After being inherited for thousands of years, it has slowly evolved into a conference for various sects and families in the Metaverse to show off their power and fight ruthlessly, take revenge for personal gain, and kill people legally. ”

Long Qi said curiously: "Grandpa, what is the Battlefield of Gods and Demons?"

"The Gods and Demons Battlefield is located in the central part of the Tian Yuan Continent and is guarded by the Heavenly Dao Holy See. It is rumored that in ancient times, the Three Realms Alliance was formed by the gods of the gods led by the god of light, Haotian, the god of light, the ghosts of the underworld led by the god of darkness, and the strong men of human cultivation. A place for a decisive battle with the Demon of Ten Thousand Demons, the Demon King and the top cultivators in the alien race.

"Oh~" Long Qi said as if he didn't understand: "Is it just a tomb, there is any treasure to be found!"

"Alas~" Xuanyuan sighed proudly and said: "Eight out of ten of the 'gods', 'human powerhouses', 'demons' and 'top cultivators among the aliens' of the Three Realms fell in the battlefield of gods and demons. The divine weapons they carried with them, the holy weapons. Demon treasures, spirit blades, cultivation exercises, powerful Yuan Wu, elixirs, etc., also fell with them and remained in the battlefield! Grandpa's earth-shattering sword was found there......

"Oh, I see, what does that grandfather's Heavenly Demon who made the mainland change its voice have anything to do with that Demon of Ten Thousand Demons?

Hearing the Heavenly Demon, the treacherous sky, Xuanyuan's proud face changed, and he said in a terrified voice: "Good grandson, grandpa will talk to you slowly about this matter in the future, let's find a place to eat and rest now!"

Xuanyuan proudly didn't wait for Long Qi to ask again, grabbed his arm and flew into the air, heading towards the nearest town............

The rain is lonely, lonely, but it is full of hope, and the rain at this time will bury the fallen leaves, move the melancholy, and bring hope and vitality.

Ryuchi loves this kind of weather. He felt that his sorrow and hatred could be integrated into these autumn rains, and the autumn rain knew him, and he understood the autumn rain......

Three days ago, Shangguan proudly left Cambodia suddenly, and the reason for his departure was not explained. A few words: "Grandson, if you have something to leave, on the first day of the next month, the Xiuyuan Holy Association, and the grandfather and grandson will be reunited." Treacherous Heavenly Demons, you can't check it, wait for me to return, and then make a plan! Remember! Remember! Remember! Grandpa Xuanyuan!"

Heaven and earth are lonely, Fang meets family affection, and parting, and the young heart is lonely. For three days, he was bitter and melancholy, and slept in the open air. All the way to the 'Qimen', the site of this year's Xiuyuan Holy Association!

He originally wanted to find Shangguan Fei'er to pass together, but he was afraid that he would encounter the old master of the Shangguan family and cause trouble. Thinking of Shangguan Fei'er that day, he once mentioned going to the Xiuyuan Saint Club to see the excitement, and Long Qixin thought that he would see each other when he thought about it, so he gave up.

In the past three days, he passed through several cities, and the portraits of the wanted Long Qi abounded, so he didn't know why, in order to avoid trouble, he picked some mountain trails, barren mountains and wild forests, slept all the way, and went to the witness place in the hope of reuniting with his grandfather Xuanyuan proudly as soon as possible!

Long Qi traveled all the way, thinking all the way: "Why are there portraits of me wanted everywhere?Why is Grandpa Xuanyuan in such a hurry?Why is Heavenly Demon Xuanyuan's face also very nervous when he hears the treacherous sky............

Suddenly~~

In the barren mountains in the autumn rain, a series of hurried horses' hooves sounded, pouring into Long Qi's ears like waves. His already frowning brows tightened even more, and he followed the sound of hooves to see a few small black dots in the distance against the autumn rain, moving rapidly towards the place where he was standing.

It didn't take long for Long Qi to see that those black spots moving in the rain were actually more than a dozen wildebeest chasing a young man in shackles.

Long Qi curiously stepped towards the rider, only to notice that the knights on the more than ten horned horses were all dressed in dazzling red, among which more than ten were dressed in strong suits, and the other was in red shirts.

And the young man who was being chased, although he was covered in blood and mess at this time, he could still see that he was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, about the same age as Long Qi.

This young man has sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, dignified appearance, and heroic spirit, but his face is pale, his body is weak, and his sad eyes are full of cold .......

Between this chase and escape, the distance between the two sides continued to shorten, and just about thirty zhang away from Long Qi, the young man had been caught up by more than ten red knights.

Suddenly, the man in the red robe, who seemed to be the leader, suddenly raised the horsewhip in his hand and whipped it on the young man's back.

Beads of blood and shredded clothes splashed and tossed in the air with the swing of the whip.

The boy snorted from the whip and threw himself forward.

But as soon as his fallen body touched the ground, he immediately struggled to twist his waist and jumped up, and rushed forward again.

Long Qi saw that the man in red was such a young man, and when he thought of his situation, a strong anger suddenly rose. In particular, the deep resentment and unyielding look that appeared on the young man's face deeply touched Long Qi's heart.

He watched the young man being abused, as if he saw his fellow siblings being brutalized and ravaged, and a sense of protection arose.

"Stop!" Long Qi couldn't help but shout, and his people suddenly flashed away at the same time as he roared, heading straight for the oncoming young man.

Long Qi arrived just when the boy stumbled another time, and helped the boy who was in danger.

Suddenly, Long Qi suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and the horsewhip broke through the air and let out a sharp roar of "Xiu Xiu!"

Without thinking, he immediately raised his palm to grab the incoming whip, and at the moment when the whip straightened, Long Qi pulled hard and dragged the knight in the power suit who was sneaking up on the whip from the saddle.

Annoyed, the knight in the power suit pulled out his strange-shaped blade with his backhand and was about to pounce on Long Qi......

The red-shirted man on the horse shouted and stopped, "Wait!"

Only then did the knight in the suit put away his weapon and stood with hatred.

Long Qi's eyelids didn't even tease, he sat the boy on the ground, lowered his head to inspect the injuries on the boy's body, and sighed with "sigh~" in his mouth: "What kind of world is this, even children like us are hurt!!"

The red-shirted man sat on the back of the wildebeest and looked at the sad Long Qi coldly, until he straightened his waist, and the red-shirted man said coldly: "I don't know whether you live or die, who are you?

If Long Qi had a profound knowledge of the Cultivation Yuan Realm, when he heard the name of the Blood Soul Pavilion, he should reflexively pick up the young man on the ground and turn around and run, running as far as possible, the faster the better.

It's a pity that he has just entered the world, and even the 'one family' in Annam. 'Yin Wind Valley' was all heard about later, how do you know what the "Blood Soul Pavilion" is?

To him, "Blood Soul Pavilion" was nothing more than three meaningless words.

Long Qi's eyes widened, and he looked at the ground suspiciously, "What is the Blood Soul Pavilion? I've only heard of it, but I've never seen it!" As for who I am, why should I tell you?"

Hearing this, the red-shirted man raised his thick eyebrows and sneered: "Arrogant boy, since you are looking for death, you can't complain about your cruelty, when you get to the Hades King, don't forget that it was the head of the killing team of the Blood Soul Pavilion's 'Snatching' sub-pavilion who sent it to you for you." Kill!"

"Obey!" The killer under the wildebeest responded in an uproar, and like a fierce tiger, he came out of the gate and pounced on Long Qi with a long sword.