The screams of Quan Xiuzhu and Su Jasmine woke up countless prostitutes and attracted a large number of onlookers.

And when they heard the specific content of their shouts, everyone suddenly shook, and they rushed to the back door.

Song Ziyang!

It was Song Ziyang, who was carrying the Qimen Treasure Thunder Bottle......

The women in Cuiweiju are all existences that cultivate the art of double cultivation and the art of enchantment in bed, and the men who are qualified to come here to enjoy themselves are not ordinary people, and even the monks of the first realm are difficult to parry.

Therefore, the men present were all monks who had achieved cultivation and were well-known in Qingzhou, and when they heard that Song Ziyang, who was wanted by the whole city, appeared, they were all excited.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

One by one, the figures quickly chased outside the back door, but at this time, it was dark and quiet around, where was there any trace of Song Ziyang?

"No wonder I saw lightning before, and I thought it was dazzled, it turned out that the remnants of the Nine Palaces Sect cast a thunderbolt bottle, did you see it?"

"No, I'm sleeping in the right fragrance, where I can see clearly, but I vaguely heard thunder. ”

"The power of thunder is terrifying, none of us can withstand this blow!"

"Zhang Gongzi seems to have been killed directly by the detonator bottle, and there are no bones left!"

“......”

Everyone stood outside the ruins of this chasm that had been bombarded by thunder, distinguishing the traces on the ground, gossiping, and exclamation.

But in a moment, a middle-aged man who was not very neatly dressed hurried over, and when he saw the current scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned dark, but he still commanded very calmly: "Hurry up and send someone to inform the Zhang family, just say that Zhang Jinsu Gongzi was killed, and in addition, inform the state pastor of the news of the appearance of the remnants of the Jiugong faction." ”

This middle-aged man is the Qin steward of Cuiweiju.

After he finished speaking, he ignored the monks standing around him, the tip of his nose twitched, as if he was looking for some breath in the air, and then directly used his identity and chased in one direction.

And this direction is the direction in which Song Ziyang left.

Seeing this, the others rushed up and followed him.

Steward Qin was born with a psychic nose, and he could find people with a hint of smell, which was famous throughout Qingzhou.

Therefore, everyone wanted to follow him to find the remnants of the Nine Palace Sect and see if they had the chance to get the secret treasure.

Everyone's body has a different aura, even if it is covered by the secret method, it is difficult to hide the unique aura that it exudes.

But after traveling some distance, Steward Qin came to a deep alley, frowned, and stopped.

I can't smell the breath!

The originally extremely light aura completely disappeared here.

He moved his nose vigorously, but he still couldn't find it anymore, so he had to give up his plan to hunt down the remnants of the Nine Palaces Sect with great fanfare, and reluctantly turned around and returned to Cuiweiju, leaving a group of monks looking at each other.

And at this moment, Song Ziyang, who they were looking for, didn't even go back to the inn where they lived before, and set off directly, leaving Zecheng and heading towards the ruins of the temple at the junction of the Yuheng Dynasty and the Jingchu Dynasty.

Of course, after escaping into the darkness, he put on the ghost mask again and became the sick teenager.

At the same time, the aura on his body was also completely hidden under the cover of the yin-yang mirror, without the slightest leakage.

The boy was very ugly, his face was sallow, and his body bones were changed, which was very different from his own handsome and dashing face.

After leaving Zecheng, he hurried along Lei Ze, looking at the thick dark clouds that began to condense again over Lei Ze, he had palpitations.

It won't be long before there will be another divine thunder landing here, and the divine power will be overwhelming.

However, he didn't dare to risk collecting thunder anymore, it was an act of seeking death.

The divine thunder above this thunder is too terrifying, and before the cultivation reaches the third realm, it can't go to the thunder at all, otherwise it will be almost 100% bombarded into slag.

If it weren't for Gao Jianli who happened to be here last time, I am afraid that he would have died.

At this moment, looking at the low and heavy clouds, in his sea of consciousness, he couldn't help but flash Gao Jianli's rugged face, as well as ...... The heroism of pouring down a whole vat of fine wine.

"I don't know when we'll see each other again!"

"The grace of saving lives will never be forgotten!"

Song Ziyang thought quietly.

As for repaying or anything like that, he didn't think about it at all.

Gao Jianli's strength is too strong, crushing the thunder with his bare hands, I am afraid that he will have the peak of the fourth realm of the military gate, or even the strength of the fifth realm!

That's a point he can't imagine right now.

But in the future, as long as there is a chance to help the other party, even if he gives up his life, he will not back down in the slightest.

He didn't know where Gao Jianli came from or where Gao Jianli was going, but he always had an intuition that he would meet again one day in the future.

A few days later, he appeared on the edge of the temple's ruins.

The walls here are ruined, the air is filled with a lifeless smell, and the ground is desolate.

All the monks who come in will be eroded by the "death qi" at all times, and their bodies will gradually weaken, and eventually they will either go crazy or go crazy and die.

Over time, no one dared to come here again.

In the midst of the ruins and desolation, the ruins of the temple, with an eternal atmosphere of desolation, have become one of the famous dead places on the Eastern Earth Continent.

But who would have thought that in this "dead air", there is a treasure that nourishes the soul?

Song Ziyang, a reckless teenager, didn't know much about this place at all, so he broke in and discovered the secret by mistake.

But he also knew that if it weren't for the Yin-Yang Mirror to purify and expel the "dead qi" from his body, he was afraid that he would have fallen at this moment.

He walked through the ruins, returned to the collapsed place where he had cultivated before, jumped over the collapsed headless shrine, and then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to cultivate.

After his spirit was restored to its peak, he took out the golden branch and jade leaf that he had accidentally obtained from the Naxu Ring and played with it in his hand, and at the same time, his heart flashed the meaningful look on his face at the last moment before Zhang Jinsu was killed in seconds.

His brows furrowed tightly, the fall of the Nine Palace Sect was obviously not as simple as it seemed.

It's just that at the moment, I have too little information to make accurate inferences.

He carefully recalled everything that happened before and after the fall of the Nine Palace Sect, including every word that the master said, and thought about it carefully, but he still didn't find anything abnormal.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up, plucked a jade leaf from this golden branch, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to cultivate.

In an instant, he only felt a force of heaven and earth that was pure to the extreme and terrifying to the extreme, and his brain poured into his body.

He didn't care about thinking about anything anymore, and hurriedly ran the Dragon Seeking Heavenly Chapter, immersed himself in cultivation.

And what he didn't know was that Zecheng at this moment, because he revealed his true identity and used the Nine Heavens Divine Gang Pure Thunder Bottle to kill Zhang Jinsu in seconds, was already surging at this moment.