Thousands of miles above the earth, a figure was like lightning, quickly swept through the sky, and headed straight ahead.

It wasn't until the ground in front of them that there were faintly undulating hills, and the flying figure gradually slowed down.

At the same time, above its body, a mysterious hidden power emerged, constantly weakening its aura.

This flying figure is naturally Yan Chutian.

If the direction is not wrong, then it is expected that the Crystal Mine should be in the rolling hilly area ahead.

And it seems that the hard work pays off, when Yan Chutian has already entered the depths of the hilly region after sweeping thousands of zhang again.

He finally discovered that under an inconspicuous low mountain in front of him, there were several hidden breaths.

At the same time, he could also feel that the crystal essence aura that was surging from the low mountain had reached a certain level. Even he foresaw that on that low mountain, there must be a large number of marrow beasts.

Yan Chutian never believed that there was such a coincidence in the world, so this coincidence was mostly inevitable, that is to say, the low mountain in front of him was the destination of his trip.

However, even if he had found his destination, Yan Chutian still did not make a move, after all, he didn't know if there were other guys hiding in the secret.

If there really is still a figure of ten disciples of the Tianyang lineage, then he will be extremely dangerous if he rashly moves.

After all, now he is just alone.

Hidden in the dark, Yan Chutian's eyes were always looking at the dwarf mountain in front of him, and he was even more aware of the nearly ten breaths around the dwarf mountain.

It wasn't until most of the day passed that he gradually determined that there should only be these people among the disciples of the Tianyang First Vein outside the Crystal Essence Mine here.

In other words, they shouldn't have notified the Ten Seat disciples yet.

In this regard, Yan Chutian can also understand that those disciples of the Tianyang First Lineage should be thinking that they can occupy more crystal essence.

And if the ten disciples were summoned, no matter what the reason, the majority of the crystal essence would inevitably have nothing to do with them.

Yan Chutian had to faintly thank them for this, otherwise, if there was really a disciple of the Tianyang lineage, even if it was him, he would never dare to show up and fight easily.

Knowing this, he naturally didn't hide anymore, but began to set up a formation around the mountain range.

There is a simpler way to do it, and Yan Chutian will naturally not be stupid and wasted his efforts.

As a result, just as the nearly ten Tianyang First Lineage disciples were unaware, Yan Chutian had already arranged a behemoth formation around them.

Another half a day passed, and everything was ready, and he finally rose into the air without hurry.

The moment Yan Chutian rose into the air, the aura of cultivation that was no longer hidden was released, and when he was around the low mountain, the aura of nearly ten cultivators was stunned in unison, and then all his eyes converged.

When they gathered, everyone's faces changed drastically, because they didn't even perceive it before, and secretly someone was already approaching.

"Who?!"

The purple-shirted young man immediately drank coldly, and his eyes full of sharp intent burst out, and he went straight to where Yan Chutian was.

On the other side, that Zhu Yang's eyes were also cold, but while he was scanning Yan Chutian, he was constantly scanning the world around him.

However, to his surprise, he didn't feel the aura of other cultivation around this suddenly appeared figure.

Is it possible, is it possible for the other party to come alone?

When several disciples on the side of the Tianyang One Vein were extremely vigilant, the source of all this, Yan Chutian smiled unhurriedly, "This Crystal Essence Mine, I have taken a fancy to the Yuntian One Vein, you guys get out." ”

Yan Chutian said this, even though the other party was shocked, but among those disciples, there were several people who couldn't help the anger in their hearts, and immediately responded mockingly.

"Look for death!"

"This crystal marrow mine is in the possession of my Tianyang lineage, and you deserve to grab it?!"

"I don't know what to say!"

“......”

In anger, there was even a vein of Tianyang, and he couldn't help but want to make a move directly to Yan Chutian.

At the critical moment, it was still Zhu Yang who waved his hand, and immediately still glanced at Yan Chutian, his eyes flickered slightly, and finally said slowly, "If it is not bad as expected, you should be the ten-seat disciple surnamed Yan in the Yuntian lineage." ”

Hearing this, Yan Chutian was not surprised, after all, among the many Ten Seat disciples, his existence was extremely special, and it was not surprising that the other party could spy on some details.

At the same time, Na Zhu Yang did not stop and continued, "It seems that becoming a disciple of the Ten Seats has given you a lot of courage, and you dare to appear in front of us alone. ”

"It's just that you know that my Tianyang pulse is not comparable to your declining Yuntian lineage. ”

"Just me and..."

But just as Zhu Yang continued to speak, he didn't want Yan Chutian to shake his head impatiently, and sneered, "Okay, okay, after saying so much, it's just that I'm worried about whether I'll bring other Yuntian First Line disciples here." ”

"But I can tell you very responsibly that I am the only one who comes today, Yanyun. ”

"But you were wrong about one thing before, you two are nothing in my eyes, nothing more than a cat and a dog. ”

Yan Chutian sneered and laughed at this point, not to mention the rest of the disciples, even Zhu Yang and the purple-shirted young man, all of whom were already full of anger.

As the top bronze disciples of the Tianyang lineage, how could they have been insulted like this.

And under Zhu Yang's repeated glances, he was also sure that the other party really appeared alone.

And the other party is alone, so what else does he need to doubt, and above that face, there is an unrestrained sarcasm.

"Heh... I really can't imagine that such a waste vein as Yuntian is actually a guy like you who doesn't know the height of the sky. ”

"You know that in our eyes, the so-called ten-seat disciples of your Yuntian lineage are nothing at all. ”

Zhu Yang's words were so far, that many Tianyang disciples behind him were also high-faced.

As for the purple-shirted young man, he smiled even more disdainfully, and then said, "Zhu Yang, why bother talking more with this cloudy waste, when I cut it off, he will naturally know the difference between him and us!"

When the words fell, the purple-shirted young man didn't wait for Zhu Yang to answer, and had already gone straight to Yan Chutian to burst out.

Seeing this, Zhu Yang didn't say anything to stop him, because if he really said it, he didn't know the true strength that Yan Chutian possessed after all.

Therefore, at this time, the purple-shirted young man made a tentative move, which was the best situation.

The purple-shirted young man rose into the air, the spiritual power around his body surged, and the tyrannical power, even if it shattered the space, immediately gathered into a fist shadow in front of him, and smashed straight towards Yan Chutian.

When this magnificent fist shadow fell, it was also the time when its overbearing and arrogant cold drink sounded as before.

"The one who slashes you, Tianyang is a vein of the cliff!"

"Boom...!"

The power of a punch shook the heavens and the earth, and the raging power descended, and it did not stop rushing to the earth, and even the ground was blasted out with a lot of marks.

Seeing this scene, the morale of those Tianyang First Pulse disciples in the rear was naturally high. In their opinion, I am afraid that Hong Ya's punch is enough to inflict a heavy blow on the so-called Yuntian First Lineage disciple.

At the same moment, although Zhu Yang was also amazed by Hongya's strength, Yan Chutian didn't react at all when he saw this punch fall.

In his heart, after all, there was still some strange meaning.

After all, in his mind, the other party could ascend to the Yuntian First Vein disciple, no matter how he said it, it was impossible to take it seriously like a waste.

Otherwise, the Yuntian First Vein should have been suppressed by their Tianyang First Vein a long time ago and couldn't raise their heads, instead of just being at the end of the Eighth Vein like now, not completely powerless to resist.

And soon he had an answer, and with the rapid recovery of the torn space, everyone finally saw that in the messy ground, a figure was actually standing intact, as if it had not been affected by the previous attack in the slightest.

This scene made the faces of those Tianyang disciples stiffen, and it also made Zhu Yang's face change slightly.

Although he didn't think that the other party would be extremely weak, the current result was also beyond his expectations.

Could it be that Fang Cai's blow to the cliff didn't have any impact on him?

Similarly, even Na Hongya himself's face changed at this moment.

Fang Cai's punch, although it was not a spiritual skill, was a blow with all his strength. But with such a full blow, it didn't cause any injuries to it?

This guy is really just a second-layer cultivator in the Tianfu Realm?!