The land of the extreme north is extremely chaotic, there are countless masters, and there are countless strong people who have gone out from the land of the far north, and they all enjoy great prestige in the fairy world.

Ten thousand years of ice, snowflakes fluttering.

Before the autumn killing, the cold air is coming, the sun is setting, and the pale golden light is slanting down, sprinkled on the vast snowy mountain.

In the far north, there is a canyon called the Cold Spring Valley.

This cold spring valley is different from the surrounding snow-capped mountains, where the sun is shining, the four seasons are like spring, and rows of lush trees rise side by side, growing in the cold spring valley.

In this cold spring valley, many masters such as the Cold Spirit Clan, the Human Race, and the Ming Clan worked together to build a city.

This city is one of the top ten cities in the fairy world, Cold Spring City.

At this time, the city was bustling and lively, with countless monks of all ethnic groups coming and going in the streets.

In a small alley, a young man walked out, his face was extremely cold, and his steps were not hurried, and he walked towards a shop in front of him.

"Here it is, here it is"

"That's the kid"

.........

A few strange-looking monks with blue hair next to the shop were shocked when they saw the young man coming.

Blue hair, and the skin on the upper and lower parts of the body are blue, which is the characteristic of the Cold Spirit Clan.

"Boy, you stop" One of the Han Spirit Clan masters, who was obviously much burlier, strode out and blocked the young man.

The young man glanced at the master of the Cold Spirit Clan, and said coldly: "Get out of the way"

"Yo he, the temper is quite big"

When the surrounding masters of the Cold Spirit Clan heard the young man's words, they then glanced at each other and burst into laughter.

The laughter of the masters of the Han Spirit Clan immediately attracted the attention of everyone around, and everyone couldn't help but look at it.

"Who is this young man?

"The Cold Spirit Clan is a well-deserved overlord in the Far North, this kid has offended the Cold Spirit Clan, I'm afraid he will suffer"

"Who's to say it isn't"

.......

When the masters of the Cold Spirit Clan heard the discussion of the people around them, their rampant color became even stronger.

The young man's face was as motionless as a mountain, but his eyes seemed to be like an ice blade and a cold sword at a glance, and he fiercely pierced through the surrounding masters of the Cold Spirit Clan.

Poof!

I saw the cold light soaring, and several light clusters scattered among the crowd of the Cold Spirit Clan, and dozens of Han Spirit Clan masters looked sluggish, and then fell to the ground in response.

Quiet!

The whole road has changed from the original noise to extremely quiet.

I saw that the young man took out a bright silver gun in his hand, and walked lightly from among the corpses of many cold spirit clan masters, and came to the shop in front of him.

This young man is none other than Lu Fangliang, who has been in the fairy world for several years.

And this shop turned out to be a shop that sells coffins.

Seeing Lu Fangliang walking into the store, everyone around him gasped.

A master of the human race exclaimed: "My God, that young man actually killed the master of the Cold Spirit Clan in Cold Spring City."

The demon clan snake cultivator next to him also nodded and said, "It's such a fast gun, I haven't even seen him shoot."

Lu Fangliang slowly walked into the coffin shop, and said to the stunned shopkeeper, "Is my customized coffin ready?"

"Good.... Okay, I'm right here."

When the shopkeeper heard Lu Fangliang's question, he subconsciously stretched out his finger, pointed to a black coffin in front of him, and said tremblingly.

"This is 100,000 high-grade spirit stones"

Lu Fangliang took out an unlimited Sumeru mustard, and then walked to the black coffin.

The shopkeeper looked at it and hurriedly said: "This coffin is made of black meteorite, and it is extremely heavy, even ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal can't shake it....."

But the next moment, he saw an extremely astonishing scene, the coffin he had let the master of the Giant Clan drag was dragged away by the young man with one hand.

Snort!

The coffin, heavier than a mountain, dragged on the ground with an extremely harsh sound.

The shopkeeper looked at Lu Fangliang's back in astonishment, and his jaw was shocked.

Who is this young man, not only is his strength so high, but his shot is also extremely generous.

The masters in the street saw Lu Fangliang dragging a huge coffin out, and they were all shocked, and hurriedly walked to the sides.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Fangliang slowly disappeared at the gate of Cold Spring City with the coffin.

...........

Southern Immortal Garden, Tianxiang Ridge on the border of Tianxiang Emperor.

After dozens of days of traveling, Wen Qingye and the others finally arrived in Tianxiang Imperial Prefecture.

"It's finally here, is this Tianxiang Imperial Prefecture?"

Liang Zhu glanced at the continuous mountains in front of him, and said strangely: "Master, the true qi here is no worse than other states, and there are many mountain ranges, and there are definitely a lot of resources, why is it that among the eleven states, the strength is the worst?"

When Zhu Haiyu heard this, he shook his head and said, "I just heard that Tianxiang Emperor Prefecture is barren, there are many races, there are mixed fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of masters, as for why the strength of this state is so poor, I don't know."

Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "But there are two reasons, that is, there are too many fish and dragons here, so most of the monks here die in internal consumption."

Ren Qingyang nodded beside him, and said with a smile: "That's right, I once heard such an interesting story, two monks from Zhuozhou in the West made an appointment to find the heavenly and earthly treasures for refining pills, and the two went to Shanhai Linzhou, and were looted by the local poles (robbers), and after a few years, the two went to this Tianxiang Emperor Prefecture to search for heavenly treasures......"

Liang Zhu asked curiously, "What happened later, what happened to the two of them?"

Not only Liang Zhu was curious, but Wu Jun and Zhu Haiyu were also very curious.

Ren Qingyang hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile and said: "Later, the two never came back."

Hiss--!

When everyone heard Ren Qingyang's words, they all secretly took a breath of cold air, and the monks who dared to come out to find the heavenly material and earth treasure to refine the elixir were at least the cultivators of the Infinite Golden Immortal, but when they came to this Heavenly Fragrance Emperor Prefecture, they disappeared?

Shi Die frowned and said: "There are a lot of heroes here, and I often heard some news when I was in the service family, and the service family is also very close to the heroes of this Tianxiang Emperor Prefecture, and there is a lot of trade in secret."

"The water here is deep."

Wen Qingye shook his head and smiled, and said, "The water is deep, it's just a small pond after all, let's go, first join the army I brought from the Cloud Palace."

Thinking of the countless Qianhua Night Army, Jin Xin, Guo Shangjun, Tang Taitong, Bai Qing, Nie Tiandong, Qianjuetian and others, Wen Qingye's heart also showed a hint of a smile.

As long as these people are there, even if this Tianxiang Emperor State is the Dragon King Palace, what then?

"I wonder where those armies are now?"

Ren Qingyang's heart moved, if Wen Qingye really had an army of millions in his hands, even if Tianxiang Emperor Prefecture was dangerous, they would have the strength to fight.

Wen Qingye pointed to Tianxiangling in the distance and said, "Before I leave, let them be in Tianxiangling"

(End of chapter)