Ji Jiu flew in the sky, the mountains and rivers under his feet were like scenery, the thick clouds on his side were like ink, and he swept quickly, although there was a wind blowing on his face, and the cold rain smashed his body, but he couldn't move his ancient well-like eyes, indifferently and indifferently.

A bleak scene within a thousand miles below, the war is raging, the people are in chaos, the two empires are at war, the border of Linchuan City bears the brunt, the ancient city that was towering like a mountain, has stood tall through the wind and frost of the years, but now it has been shrouded in fire, looking from afar, the smoke covers the sky and the sun like a boundless curtain, casting a heavy shadow.

The raging fire lasted on the city wall for a long time, and the charred corpses piled up into mountains and fell all over the corners, and the foul smell swirled in all directions, attracting countless scavenging demon beasts, and vultures and wild dogs could only look at it from afar and dare not go up to grab food.

The river was stained with blood, thousands of corpses floated on the banks, limbs were everywhere, and the earth was soaked in maroon, as if it had been burned by fire.

Ji Jiu glanced towards that place, and sighed secretly, with a little pity on his expression, "A city with a population of tens of thousands of people has been destroyed in this way, and so many souls have been wasted in vain." ”

People die like lights go out, especially ordinary people who have no cultivation, their souls are only a cloud of light and shadow, and after death, they are scattered in the heavens and the earth, and they cannot last forever. For martial artists who practice the Demon Dao, those souls are infinitely useful, and if they are collected in time, they can refine the pills, refine the weapons, transform the array, and melt the soul...... Anything goes.

There are not a few cities like Linchuan City, and what Ji Jiu sees now is just a microcosm of the war, and the war between the two second-rate forces is a natural disaster for the ordinary people and adventurers.

Ji Jiu's figure swept over Linchuan City, although the smoke was high, it could not cover his way, and then he rushed to the north, relying on the void to resist the wind, like a long rainbow.

Thousands of miles away, for the warriors of the Nachuan period, it only takes an hour to arrive, seeing a verdant forest appear from the front, Ji Jiu slowed down, fell from the sky, stepped on an ancient tree treetops, put his hands on his back, and looked far away.

He actually sensed a familiar aura in front of him, it was Qin Hao.

"Qin Teddy, it seems that you will run wherever there is a chance. With his eyes narrowed, Ji Jiu sensed the demon seed planted in Qin Hao's body, knew his current direction, and also understood his current situation. In fact, most of the reason for planting the demon seed in the first place was to monitor all Qin Hao's movements.

"Hehe, the treasure hunt rat is still useful. Ji Jiu's smile deepened, and with a movement of his footsteps, he disappeared from the spot.

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The ancient trees are verdant, and the green mountains reflect each other.

The thin mist rose slowly from the forest, shuttling between the bushes and leaves like a spirit, the birds and beasts chirping, like a fairyland, the mist wet the robes of many passers-by, and also blinded their eyes.

The sun was setting in the distance, but here it was like early morning, and a clear line separated the two worlds, which was a gentle stream half a foot wide, and the water was cold and clear.

The stream flows out of the mountain and winds its way around the mountainside to an unknown place.

On the trail, the three of them walked slowly.

"Ziyi, this place is indeed extraordinary, the air is sweet, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the four seasons are like morning, there seems to be a vigorous vitality flowing in the ground, if ordinary people live here for a long time, there is no problem in eliminating illness and pain, and living a long life. ”

A slender man in brocade with a handsome face held a hollowed-out fracture fan, knocked on his palm, and said to the woman in the purple dress beside him with a smile.

The woman in the purple skirt covered her face with a white veil, revealing only a pair of watery autumn pupils and distant mountain-like eyebrows, green silk like ink pouring down on her back, her body was slender, her breasts were full, and a plain belt was more curvy and her jade legs were slender, which was Zhao Ziyi, the seventh princess of the Northern Empire.

Hearing the man speak, she nodded, her voice was cold, and said, "I heard Qin Hao say before that this place has only become like this in the last month, and I have never heard of such a scene before." ”

Qin Hao, who had a calm face and a delicate appearance, had recovered his true appearance, dressed as a guard, and was taking a step behind the woman, following suit, Wen Yan glanced up at the woman, squirmed his lower lip, as if he wanted to speak, but finally chose to shut up.

He is still very confused, half a month ago, he met a woman who was seriously injured and was chased and killed by a group of soldiers of the Chiliao Empire, he didn't want to interfere, but for some reason he still rescued her. The woman was dying at the time, and her life was dying, and he thought that he could be hard-hearted, but he still stayed to take care of her.

Ji Jiu knows about this matter, so he can only sigh at the strength of the protagonist's aura, and the peach blossom luck or something, it is not endless at all.

The handsome man in brocade clothes who was walking in front heard Zhao Ziyi mention Qin Hao's name, and smiled disapprovingly, a waiter just happened to save Zhao Ziyi's life, and he could send it away if he gave him a little benefit.

He traveled thousands of miles to here, of course, to pursue Zhao Ziyi and win the favor of the beauty, but unfortunately he was one step late, and the opportunity for the hero to save the beauty was robbed by the waiter.

"Hehe, it seems that there will really be a spiritual creature here. The man in brocade smiled to himself, his handsome face was enough to make most women's hearts move, and the faint light on the folding fan in his hand was circulating, which was a spiritual weapon with the effect of treasure hunting.

Qin Hao glanced at him and knew that this son was very powerful, his name was Song Qingyun, and even Zhao Ziyi, the seventh princess of the Northern Frontier Empire, had a relationship with him on weekdays, and there was no lack of attention between words.

Qin Hao said that there is a small vein here, which is rich in low-grade spirit stones, but judging from the concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it seems that it is more than that. Zhao Ziyi frowned slightly, looked at the source of the stream on the mountain, and his tone was a little uncertain.

Song Qingyun nodded and smiled: "That's true, this place is much more magical than other places, and even the war has not affected here." ”

Mentioning the word war, Zhao Ziyi's eyes darkened, she came here to experience, but unfortunately her whereabouts were exposed, and she was ambushed by a general of the Chiliao Empire on the way to lead the troops, and all the entourage died, and even the old servant who watched her grow up died because of this, and chose to die with the general.

Fortunately, she met Qin Hao and was rescued by him, otherwise she was afraid that she would have died at this moment, and how could she have the opportunity to come here to hunt for treasures.

For Qin Hao, she has very complicated feelings, including gratitude for saving her life, shame in unveiling her veil, and sympathy for the destruction of her family...... Many emotions are intertwined and converge into today's strangeness.

"Follow this fork on the right to reach Lingxi Valley. ”

Qin Hao suddenly interjected at the right time, because there was a fork in the road in front of him, he was afraid that the two of them would not know the path, so he reminded him loudly, after all, he had been here.

After the destruction of the Big Knife Gang, his identity as Qin Teddy disappeared, but he had tried to find Niu Daniu, Chen Xiaomei and others, but unfortunately there was no news, maybe they all died. He had come to Lingxi Valley once to look for Niu Da Niu, but the mine there had long since collapsed, and there were no living people except for a few bodies that had been flattened by stones.

Being reminded by Qin Hao like this, Song Qingyun suddenly glanced at him, his expression seemed to be smiling, and said, "I know this." The treasure fan in his hand is strange beyond the comprehension of this ordinary man.

Qin Hao blushed, touched his nose, and was a little embarrassed.

Zhao Ziyi glanced at him sideways, signaling him not to talk nonsense, so as not to be embarrassed, but this wave of light was captured by Song Qingyun, and he immediately frowned, his eyes were intriguing.

In this kind of small place, if you are less than twenty years old, you can reach the mortal stage of release, which can be called a demon, but for them, it is insignificant, and Qin Hao's foundation is obviously unstable, his breath is vain, and anyone with a slightly larger vision can see that he is cultivating the technique of pulling out seedlings. By what point, Qin Hao can win Zhao Ziyi's favor?

Song Qingyun's eyes were obscure, and he immediately shook his head, laughing at himself, what is he more real, an ant-like little person, he can be pinched to death with his hand.

However, Song Qingyun can't see it now, Qin Hao has stopped cultivating the "Life and Creation Technique", and has changed it to Zhao Ziyi's "Imperial Extreme Dragon Heart Method", at the cost of being Zhao Ziyi's attendant, otherwise he will be wanted and hunted down by the royal family of the Northern Frontier Empire.

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Ji Jiu's figure was revealed from the three of them and ten zhang away, silently, and no one noticed, he was holding an old man in a brocade robe with white hair and loose skin like tree bark, the old man's eyes were wide, his expression was frightened, and he was completely lifeless.

The old man entered the spiritual realm and cultivated during the sea period, and secretly followed the three of them, presumably the protector of the man in brocade, but when he was discovered by Ji Jiu, he directly crushed his neck, and all his essence and blood were absorbed, and the appearance of the crane hair and childish face has become the dry state it is today.

Ji Jiu looked at the three of them with a smile and looked away, and with a force of his palm, the old man's body suddenly shattered into ashes like porcelain, and then was rolled up by the mist in the forest and scattered into the dirt.

With a shake of his body, Ji Jiu disappeared from the spot again.

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The deeper you go, the narrower the mountain road becomes, and occasionally the mountain breeze blows away the clouds and mist, revealing the bottomless deep cliff below.

"How do I feel like there are eyes on us in the dark?"

Zhao Ziyi was walking, suddenly frowned, looked back, and looked confused.

Qin Hao also looked back, but except for the gradually dimming sky and the chirping of birds and beasts, there was nothing else in the forest, but the fog seemed to be thinner than just now.

Song Qingyun smiled disapprerovingly: "Haha, Ziyi's perception is amazing, I guess you have sensed my old slave in the sea opening period, he followed all the way to protect me secretly, don't worry." ”

Zhao Ziyi was relieved when she heard this, but the feeling of being frightened as if she was being targeted by a powerful demon beast was still like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it couldn't be dispersed, which was always a bit similar to the feeling she felt when she was ambushed.

Qin Hao was extremely frightened, and set off a monstrous wave in his heart, he didn't dare to look at Song Qingyun again, the martial artist of the sea opening period was already a strong existence for him sitting in the sky and looking down on all beings, but he didn't expect it to be just an old slave.

His enemy who did not share the sky, Bai Fengtian, the elder of the Luoxia Sect, was only in the sea opening period.

The trio continued on their way.

"Guys, please stay. Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind the three of them.

A middle-aged man with a white face and a blue shirt walked step by step from a distance, his steps were extremely slow, but he appeared in front of the three of them in a flash.