Chapter 8 There are graves in the mountains

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"There are two moments, quickly present the things you got from the bottom of the pool to the uncle, the uncle can save your life when he is in a good mood!" Accompanied by the cold light, there was a rough and bloodthirsty voice, without looking, Jiang Xing knew that the person who came was the hunting group of the Xuanjin Mountain Range.

"Oh, yes, then you can get it!" Jiang Xing looked back at the dozen or so thick men who came up around, all of them were black and fierce.

At first glance, when I heard Jiang Xing's slightly ridiculous voice, more than a dozen big men all shook their heads in unison, and they laughed randomly.

"Hahaha, this kid is scared silly. ”

"I think I'm a fool, but I have a delicate skin, sixth, aren't you just like this. ”

"Hey, hey, boss, I'll leave this show boy to me. ”

Jiang Xing looked at the people in front of him, the chill in his eyes became deeper and deeper, especially when he saw the fat man who stepped out, a layer of cold sweat was aroused on his body, it was so disgusting.

"Sixth, this young man can retreat from the bottom of the Wujiao Pond, thinking about some skills, don't underestimate the enemy. ”

"Second brother, don't worry, the sixth brother knows, hehe. ”

The sixth child's body was covered by a layer of earthy yellow light, and a unique breath of the earth permeated out, Jiang Xinghao looked at the approaching sixth for a long time, and the corners of his mouth cracked a strange arc.

"That's not right!"

"Collapse!"

"Knock knock!"

As soon as the second elder of the hunting group shouted two words, there was a muffled sound, followed by a series of colossal crashing sounds.

"Six!

Jiang Xing still maintained a punching motion, and around his body, a layer of golden spirit silk swam leisurely. The old six bones, which were the same as Roshan, rolled around for more than a dozen times before stopping, and after stopping, they opened their mouths and spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately burped.

"Good boy, Lao Tzu will kill you!" The boss of the hunting group reached out and pulled out a ring-headed knife from his waist, revealing his murderous aura!

"Four Realms of Sword Pool!"

The fierce big knife brought up gusts of knife wind, as if the thunder was exploding in his ears, Jiang Xing seemed to be dancing against the blade, and the next moment it was as if the flesh and blood were going to fly, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

"Big slash mountain!ah!"

The big man shouted three words, as if it was a knife technique, but the knife changed momentum in an instant, although it was still a fierce and domineering road, but in addition to the fierceness, the angle of the knife was more tricky than before, and the sword pool cultivation of the big man should not be simply four realms, the qi of the sword pool was dense and heavy, as if it could not be used up.

"Boom!"

The golden light rushed up instantly, and the phantom of the high platform behind Jiang Xing appeared, and the gods sang and sacrificed.

"Dragon Slaying Sword Book!"

The immeasurable Yuan Spirit Qi gathered from all directions, and under the guidance of Jiang Xing's moves, it faintly became a dragon shape.

"Bang!"

As soon as the dragon-shaped phantom came into contact with the big sword phantom, it erupted into an astonishing fluctuation, and the rest of the people hurriedly looked towards the center of the explosion, but saw that their invincible boss actually fell straight to the ground, covered in blood, and the old man was miserable!

"Shhh

For a while, a few big men scattered as birds and beasts, and even lost their weapons when they ran, and the handsome young man behind him seemed to be more terrible than the devil, and he could run as fast as he could.

"Can you go?" Jiang Xing's eyes flashed with cold light, Tsing Yi Xing instantly cast, how could a group of rabble who were frightened be opponents, and after a while, Jiang Xing was taken to the edge of the black pool.

"Seniors spare their lives. We are all reckless licking blood on the knife edge, I didn't intend to offend our predecessors, today's things are the attention of Boss Chang, there is a treasure in this black Jiao Pond, it is said by Huang Lao Liu, it has nothing to do with us. "The second child of the hunting group is actually a scholar dressed as a scribe, if it weren't for the cunning in his eyes who betrayed him, Jiang Xing would have thought that he had caught the wrong person, this person is too bookish, and he pushed today's matter to the two dead people with an understatement.

"What are the cultivation forces in the Western Realm, what are their strengths, and what are the forces of the Imperial Dynasty?"

"Oh, there are nine sects and six halls in the western realm, and the only force actually controlled by the imperial dynasty is the Fu Qi Hall in the six halls, the nine sects are respected by the Yanlong Palace, and they are the first force in the western realm, and the strongest one is said to have taken off the mortal realm and stepped into the dantian Shenzang quadruple! The sect master of the Fengming Sect, the weakest of the nine sects, is said to have also reached the double level of the Shenzang realm. The six halls are weak as a whole, the strongest is the warrior hall, the strength is infinitely close to the Shenzang Triple, the weakest is the dynasty's Fu Qi Hall, only three elders of the Yuanfu Five Realms are in charge, and the others are all miscellaneous fish strength, but not including some hidden forces. Some of the hidden forces are not much better than the Yanlong Palace......"

The scribe is worthy of being the head snake of this land, and he has a detailed understanding of all the forces, and he told Jiang Xing everything in order to save his life, and there are even a lot of secret gossip.

"Hehe, that's it, then you're going to die. Unexpectedly, the handsome young man in front of him suddenly turned his face, and the seemingly harmless smile seemed to come from the Nine Hells.

"Wait! Senior, I know a secret secret, the tomb of a Venerable of the Transformation Realm, I would like to take you there, I just ask you not to kill me!" The scribe threw himself on the ground and said to Jiang Xing.

"Secret, interesting, take me to see what kind of secret it is, if you don't lie to me, I can not kill you. Jiang Xing said lightly, ignoring the flattery of the scribe's gratitude to Dade, and the cold light flashed in his hand, turning the cultivation of others to waste. In this barren forest, ordinary people who are powerless usually have only one way to die, these people are extremely vicious and do many evils, but Jiang Xing has no pressure in his heart.

Especially after the scribe saw Jiang Xing's decisive killing, his neck felt cold, and he made up his mind not to provoke this killer again.

......

The inner perimeter of the Xuanjin Mountains, in a valley.

The scenery of this valley is completely different from the surroundings, almost all of it is desert, the vitality is cut off here, on the wasteland, five old men with a terrifying breath each occupy a place, if you look carefully, these directions are mutually contained, behind the old man are their own young juniors, although young, but they are already quite imposing, one by one arrogant, sharp.

The young men were all looking at each other, and occasionally a few eyes met, as if a string of sparks were rubbing in the air, full of the smell of competition. In addition to looking at the other party vigilantly, the elders all stared at a huge stone tablet in the center of the desert.

"It is estimated that this rune realm will only be broken tomorrow, why don't you take a break? We are all sects in the Western Realm, and we are connected with each other..."

"Shut up, what do you think Elder Ben doesn't know?" said the old man in a fiery red robe, with red hair and a fiery dragon embroidered on his chest.

The long-faced old man who spoke before didn't say anything more, but a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

......

Jiang Xing was holding a somewhat worn book in his hand, which looked very old and should have been a few years old. While watching, he kept gesturing with his right hand, but he didn't even notice that every time he gestured, a trace of sword qi emanated from his fingertips.

Jiang Xing felt that the sword technique of the boss of the hunting group was very strange before, so the book he found from the boss in black, the book was called the Nine Veins Sword Technique, which contained the qi of the sharp sword pool in the pulse of the human body, so when Jiang Xing fought with him, he would feel that the qi of his sword pool was endless, and the exquisite sword skills recorded in the knife recipe, Jiang Xing didn't care, what he liked was the method of being able to store the Yuan Spirit with the help of the pulse, which could not only provide additional Yuan Ling during the battle, but also temper his meridians and prepare for himself to carry the second layer of gold in the future.

"It's a bit unique, but it's a pity that your strength is not enough now, or I can shock this world if I pass on a set of exercises to you. "You don't have to think about it to know that it's a purple egg, Jiang Xing pretended not to hear it, and automatically filtered out the purple eggs if they were not nutritious.

After two hours, he exhaled a breath and stood up, but he saw the scribe with a nervous face, and a stone the size of a dense fingertip next to the scribe, and instantly understood what was going on.

The scribe's heart has set off a storm at this moment, this set of nine-vein knife tricks has been practiced by himself Chang Boss, it is the treasure of the man's family for several generations, Chang Boss has been practicing since he was a child, and he has practiced for more than 40 years, just Xiaocheng, but it can be seen that the young man in front of him has only turned over the book for two hours, and it is the sign of Dacheng!

"What's your name?" Jiang Xing asked.

"Under the surname Chen Mingtong, a native of Anchuan City in the west. ”

"Oh, what's that secret vault you're talking about?"

"That is hidden in the inner perimeter of the mountain range, in a desperate valley, we found it two years ago, and we can be sure that it is the tomb of a powerful person in the same realm! But I tried several times and couldn't get in, and then I found out that there is a rune realm in this valley, close to the rune realm of the same realm, which can not be broken by human beings, and can only be entered when this rune realm is weakened by itself, and now it is calculated, the rune realm should be broken tomorrow. Chen Tong said respectfully, but his eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something, but he lowered his head, and Jiang Xing didn't notice it.