A sword, straight and straight into the ground, pierced the head of the frog beast, constantly with blood, mixed with the yellow pus juice flowing out, exuding a fishy and disgusting taste.

It's just that at this moment, no one pays attention to the nausea in his chest.

All of them trembled their pupils, staring blankly at the long sword wrapped with thunder in front of them.

"Dead, dead?"

In the forest, there were warriors who opened their mouths in shock, swallowing their saliva with difficulty.

The frog beast is good at camouflage, and its combat power is only ranked in the middle and lower among the demon beasts in the same realm, but it generally has the realm of the middle stage of Wuzun, and its hard skin and flesh alone are not ordinary martial artists in the same realm can be broken.

But in front of him, it couldn't take a single move and was killed instantly.

The rest of the people didn't speak, or couldn't open their mouths, so they nodded blankly and responded.

"Zheng..."

As soon as the torture was shocked, he was recalled by Jun Yi to his hands.

As soon as he stepped out, he stood in front of the frog beast, looking down at the frightened figure in front of him, and Mo Yiqian and several others slowly followed.

"Poof..."

Before Jun Yi could speak, the group immediately knelt down.

The first few people kowtowed one after another, and the ground smashed with a loud sound: "Please spare your life, the little ones are just passing by, and they haven't seen anything." ”

"Rest assured, we're just asking for directions. ”

Jun Yi raised his hand, held up the few people in front of him, and signaled them not to worry.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. ”

A few people stood up tremblingly, but they still didn't dare to relax, but the warrior led by him had some courage, and said in a loud voice: "The adults have the grace to save the lives of the little ones, and they must know everything and say everything." ”

He meant the frog beast that he had just killed, but he invisibly changed the relationship between the two sides from antagonism to grace, which was a bit clever.

Jun Yi smiled and didn't care, turned his hand and put away the torture sword, and asked, "You are walking here, have you ever known the location of the Linlu clan?"

"The Linlu clan?"

When several people heard this, they were all stunned.

They were still talking about someone inquiring about the Linlu clan, but they didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, they bumped into it, but it was a coincidence.

But instead of joy in their hearts, they were still a little apprehensive, and said, "My lord, we... We don't know where the Linlu clan is. ”

"I don't know?"

Mo Yiqian, who was on the side, squinted his eyes, slowly pulled out the wide blade, and the killing intent on the blade burst out, and he said coldly: "Looking at the way you are spitting, I'm afraid it's not that you don't know, but you don't want to say it, right?"

"Adult Mingjian, Adult Mingjian..."

Several people's faces turned pale, and the bodies that had just stood up were not straight, and they knelt down again, their bodies trembled again and again, and they cried humbly: "I really don't know,"

"The Linlu clan is just ordinary in the White Tiger Continent, and they have always been secretive, and there are not many existences known to the entire continent. ”

"Yes, yes, it's really not that the little one is hiding it, and it's no good to hide it..."

......

For a while, several people panicked, begging for mercy indiscriminately, and wanted to make Jun Yi and a few people believe it like crazy, for fear that the other party would make a move on him.

This is a no-brainer.

But Mo Yiqian was still unmoved, and even grabbed the broad blade covering the flames, and slowly walked forward: "This kind of behavior, maybe slaughtering one, is different." ”

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency..."

Feeling the cold murderous intent on Mo Yiqian's body, the eyes of the pale face of the first person widened, and he roared in horror: "The little ones really don't know, but... But someone absolutely knows..."

"Who?"

Mo Yiqian's blade hung down and pressed it on the figure's shoulder, close to the neck.

The flames on the blade flew out, constantly wrapping around the flesh and skin of the warrior's neck, as if something terrifying was secretly laughing, trying to devour it cruelly.

"White Tiger Clan!!

The martial artist was so desperate that he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly roared: "As the overlord of the White Tiger Continent, the White Tiger Clan has absolute control over the demon beasts under their jurisdiction, and they must know the whereabouts of the Linlu Clan!"

"The White Tiger Clan..."

Jun Yi narrowed his eyes, thinking about the feasibility.

Four months have passed since they decided to find the location of the Linlu clan and they set out for the west, but nothing has been found.

Now that it was less than four months before the end of the Demon Spirit Refining Ancestor, he really didn't have time to waste.

However, there is some truth in what this person said.

Maybe the other demon beasts don't know, but with the White Tiger Clan's control over the White Tiger Continent, and with the hegemony they sit on, it is indeed very likely to know.

Jun Yi didn't speak, Mo Yiqian's knife was always on the warrior's shoulder, and the terrifying killing machine made him almost stop breathing, his pupils were staring at the limit, and he trembled.

"Alright. ”

He waved his hand lightly and motioned for Mo Yiqian to put away the blade.

Then he threw it over, leaving a spirit grass and placing it in front of the warrior: "Thank you for the news." ”

"I can't help this..."

The warrior was shocked, and hurriedly waved his hand to prevaricate, but when he subconsciously raised his head, he saw the figure in front of him, and he didn't know when it was long gone.

They were left alone, and they were still trembling and kneeling.

"Really, really for me?"

The warrior's face was stunned, he came back to his senses and hurriedly collected the spirit grass, beckoned to a few people who were still crawling on his side, and hurriedly left in the distance.

......

On the hill, a group of people stepped into the air.

The drunken madman still grabbed the wine gourd, poured a sip from time to time, and the aroma of wine was overflowing all over his body, but Mo Yiqian stared slightly, and his face was a little solemn: "Childe, are we really going to the White Tiger Clan?"

"Time is running out, the White Tiger Clan is worth visiting. ”

Jun Yi took a deep breath, his eyes became deep, now the opportunity was in front of him, if he didn't give it a go, how could he be willing to leave?

If you miss the Demon Spirit Refining Ancestor, don't say that the Linlu Crystal of the Linlu Patriarch is the Linlu Crystal of the junior of the Linlu Clan, I am afraid that it will not be easy to succeed.

So either way, you have to give it a try.

Behind him, the demon and the demon dye glanced at each other, and the light in their eyes flickered slightly, as if they were about to move something, but they suppressed it.

They looked at the snow on a sunny day, but saw that his face was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay, then give it a try!"

Mo Yiqian calmed down, looked back at the snow when it was clear, there was obvious depression in his eyes, and he nodded slightly in response.

Seeing this, Demon Dye originally wanted to say something, but looking at the silent gaze of the snow when the sun was clear, he only sighed lightly in the end.

Obviously, they don't want to make a fuss.

And with Jun Yi's importance to Lin Lujing, if there is really an accident and delay, he is afraid that he will go away directly, and then he will be really in trouble.

A few people stopped communicating, and Jun Yi didn't pay attention to it.

No matter what they want to do, as long as they don't interfere in their own affairs, everything will be easy to say, but if they delay their own affairs, I'm afraid...

Compared with the nameless Linlu clan, the location of the White Tiger clan is much easier to find.

Not only because of the prestige of the White Tiger Clan, but also because of the secret realm of the White Tiger Clan, and it is also a well-known existence in the Demon Realm, the White Tiger Mound.

It is said that in the White Tiger Tomb, the strong men of the White Tiger clan are buried, and the supreme mystery of the White Tiger clan is preserved.

If someone can comprehend it, it is very likely that the Supreme Dao Venerable will be consummated and enter the top powerhouse, so it can be regarded as the inheritance place of the White Tiger Clan, and it is the most important thing.

......

In the West, the pillar stone is optimus.

Unlike other places, instead of blue skies and drifting white clouds, this place is filled with endless gloom.

So much so that the huge mountains bulging up on the earth have no vitality at all, and even a single yellow weed is difficult to find, and there is a thick dead silence.

But at the top of the mountain, under the pillar stones, there are more than a dozen figures sitting quietly, boring and cultivating separately, but they are out of place in the world.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a stone flew out and slammed into the ground, shattered into pieces by a huge force.

But in this way, it did not attract any attention from everyone, and they still sat as always, as if they had long been accustomed to it, and they were not surprised.

"Ahhh!!hhh

At the back of the crowd, there was a capable girl with long hair and high bunches and white clothes, who was looking up to the sky frantically and shouting: "It's boring!"

She doesn't use powder, her face is delicate and lovely, her clear eyes are free of impurities, and her gaze is a little less aggressive than her daughter's family.

And between waving hands and feet, it can also bring out bursts of dull wind-breaking sounds, which is obviously not simple.

It's just that she doesn't find anything to vent, at most she just kicks the pebbles.

She roared angrily for a long time, and when she saw that no one paid attention to her, she fell silent boringly, but she was still unwilling in her heart, so she stared viciously at a back in the center of the crowd, as if she hated to swallow it alive.

She paused in place, then let go of her clenched fist and walked up slowly.

seemed to see her approaching, and the surrounding figures all subconsciously moved their butts, not just to make way, but directly vacated a large open space, as if they were a little jealous.

She stood behind the figure, just staring intently, her fists clenched and loose, loose and tight, but she just didn't make a move, as if she was measuring something.

In front of the girl, the figure sat quietly with his eyes closed.

It was a resolute young man, with sword eyebrows like ink on his face, sharp edges and corners, muscles bulging high, and blood vessels like dragons, entrenched and meandering.

Just the appearance gives people a terrible impact.

He just sat like this, like a mountain, unshakable, exuding palpitating pressure, and he couldn't give birth to the slightest evil thought.

"Do you want to vent?"

The young man spoke casually, and said something that was very insignificant to him.

This tone even has a hint of charity.

When the girl heard this, her eyes suddenly coldened, her fists clenched, her green muscles bulged, and she seemed to have turned into a fierce beast, ready to hunt at any time.

Seeing this, the figures who retreated around seemed to be smiling, not smiling, not caring at all, and even interested, with some meaning to watch the show.

She walked out and slowly approached the young man, but when she came to her, the strength of her fist was scattered, and even she herself became delicate: "Big brother, you just let me go out to play." ”

The girl knelt on the side, holding the young man's arm and shaking it gently: "There are less than four months left, and it is not easy for people to come out, can you bear to let your sister wash her face with tears all day long?"

"Wash your face with tears?"

When the young man opened his eyes, a fierce surge of fierceness in the tiger's eyes, and a tiger's roar seemed to come out of the air, fierce and terrifying.

He turned his head, flicked his fingers on the girl's forehead, bounced it away without pity, and said indifferently: "As long as you can cry, I will no longer restrain you." ”

"You..."

The girl suddenly rose up and pointed at the young man angrily, but she was powerless to refute.

"Poof..."

Seeing this, the other figures couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the atmosphere was rarely more relaxed.

But it annoyed the girl, and suddenly made her look unkind, raised her hand and rubbed her fist, and the bone joints clicked: "You seem to be very happy?

Everyone hurriedly collected their expressions and became sad.

At the same time, the young man's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at the air in the distance, and even the girl ignored them anymore, and turned back with great interest, with fanatical excitement in his eyes.

"Someone's coming?"