The tomb robber was also a cultivator of the Brahma Sea Realm, and in front of Yu Shangrong, he didn't have the slightest idea of resisting.

He had only heard the name of the world-famous sword demon in the cultivation world, but he didn't know that the one standing in front of him was Yu Shangrong.

He thought that what suddenly popped out of this was some kind of demon and monster, who came to ask for his life.

He was scared, scared beyond measure.

In a state of extreme fear, a person loses the ability to move.

This is the case with this grave robber.

He wanted to open his mouth and beg for mercy, but under the suppression of Yu Shangrong's indifferent look and momentum, he couldn't open his mouth, and could only swallow his saliva incessantly.

When he raised his head, he found that Yu Shangrong was not looking at him, but saw that his eyes were outside...... I don't know what I'm thinking.

This is not a ghost, this is a living person hiding in a smoked tomb.

Whew—

The wolf howls through the mountains, through the woods, and through the snow.

The wolf's howl pulled his thoughts back.

Yu Shangrong's eyes finally fell on the tomb robbers.

He didn't speak.

Instead, he walked in the direction of the tomb robbers.

"You...... You, who are you?" The grave robber finally spoke.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the four corpses on the ground and continued to walk towards the outside of the Xunhua tomb.

His attention is on the sunlight outside.

The scenery is picturesque, and the warm sun is like spring.

"Three ringheads. ”

Yu Shangrong opened his mouth, and his voice was like a knife, which was diametrically opposed to his gentle and elegant personality in the past.

The tomb robber didn't dare to slack off, and slammed his head three times towards the accumulated white bones in the smoked tomb, and after knocking, his forehead was numb, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

Just when he turned around—

The immortal sword that was still suspended in the Xuanhua Tomb flashed with a brilliant light!

Shout!

The Immortal Sword slashed across his neck.

Return to Yu Shangrong's scabbard.

The body of the tomb robber stiffened in place, his eyes widened, and a blood mark appeared on his neck, and the blood oozed out, and the blood from the other four people intermingled together, like a blooming lavender.

Just as he fell, the stone door of the Fuhua Tomb slowly closed.

Everything is lost in darkness.

......

Yu Shangrong raised his head and looked at the wolves sitting and lying on the mountain bag.

Whew—

The wolves howled en masse, causing snowflakes to fall from the branches.

Facing the slanting sun, Yu Shangrong smiled: "It's you again." ”

Whew—

"I'm fine. ”

Whew.

"I'll leave it to you here. ”

Whew.

"I'll assume you understand. ”

Yu Shangrong slowly turned around and walked in the southeast direction.

Squeak, squeak, squeak......

Maybe it's because I haven't enjoyed the feeling of stepping on the snow for a long time, and Yu Shangrong didn't walk in the sky.

Step by step, through the snow, through the woods, to a mountain.

Yu Shangrong raised his right hand, one palm upwards, and the Dharma Body appeared.

The Hundred Tribulation Cave Immortal Body is suspended in the palm of his hand, and there is no golden lotus, only ...... Three plump leaves surround and rotate.

The sword demon of the Sanye Yuan God Tribulation Realm, a cultivator in this realm, for a long time in the past, Yu Shangrong would not even look at it.

Weak, very weak, so weak that I can't get into the eyes of the law.

The weakest sword demon in history?

Putting away the Dharma Body, Yu Shangrong stepped into the air and came to the high sky, overlooking the surroundings of Wuxian Mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a world full of snow, and there is no end in sight.

Yu Shangrong looked in the direction of the southeast.

It took him five days to fly all the way from the Qingyu Altar.

Return to the repair of the three leaves...... At least ten days.

It was such a journey, Yu Shangrong when he was young, with his body and will without any cultivation, trekked through mountains and rivers for several months.

Suspended from above the earth.

Yu Shangrong smiled indifferently and flew towards the southeast.

......

As the sun sets, night falls.

Si Wuya, who had thought about the cave, threw aside the "math problem" at hand, then rubbed his eyes very gracefully, sighed and shook his head: "The world is full of wonders. Where did Master come up with these strange topics?"

To this day, except for the first two questions, he has not solved any of the following questions.

This makes him how not to be frustrated and irritable.

The moonlight fell into the cave of thought, rustling—

There was a strange sound in my ears.

"Who?"

Si Wuya came to the entrance of the cave and searched for it.

The voice was very hidden, but it was still captured by Si Wuya.

"Breathing?"

Many practitioners, in order to spy on the news, will practice some exercises similar to the "internal breathing technique". As the name suggests, relying on inward prostrate breathing, and then constricting the gangqi, the whole person is a dead person. The duration of the internal breathing surgery should not be too long, otherwise it will also cause internal injury. The purpose is to shield the perception of the master.

Therefore, in order to prevent spies, the major factions have shaped various formations and barriers.

The internal breathing technique is like an ordinary person, first of all, you can't cross the barrier, and then if you touch any formation, you will be caught.

The barrier of Jinting Mountain has long since disappeared.

But given the prestige of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, it is not a place where ordinary rats dare to come up.

Who would dare to be so bold?

Call!

A figure sprang out from the vine on the right near the Siguo Cave.

"Master!"

As soon as the figure appeared, he knelt down on one knee towards Siguodong.

Si Wuya looked at it and said in surprise: "Ye Zhixing...... How could it be you?"

"Shh

Ye Zhixing looked left and right, and hurriedly came to Siguo Cave, and took out a weapon similar to a dagger, "My subordinates will help you out." ”

"Wait. Si Wuya raised his hand, "Who asked you to come?"

"Master...... Time is precious. The Seven factions have formed an alliance. At that time, the entire Jinting Mountain will be bloody and bloody. You're here, it's dangerous. ”

Ye Zhixing looked at the surrounding environment, especially after confirming that Si Wuya's cultivation was sealed, he was even more determined to save him from leaving.

Si Wuya shook his head and said, "You came just in time to tell me about the situation of the seven major factions." ”

"Master!"

Ye Zhixing was in a hurry and raised the dagger in his hand.

"Huh?" Si Wuya frowned slightly, "Ye Zhixing." ”

His voice sank, and he called Ye Zhixing's name with an extremely majestic and imposing order.

Ye Zhixing was stunned.

Si Wuya continued: "Obey orders!"

"Yes. Ye Zhixing was full of excitement and didn't dare to make another attempt.

"After going out, unite the inside line of the seven factions and investigate their hole cards. Si Wuya said.

"My subordinates obeyed...... It's just that how do subordinates inform the sect leader?" Ye Zhixing looked back at the cliff in the night, he couldn't climb up every time.

"Feishu Demon Heaven Pavilion is fine. Si Wuya said.

"Master?"

"I've made up my mind. Si Wuya ordered, "Let's go down the mountain." ”

Seeing Si Wuya's expressionless face, Ye Zhixing didn't dare to stay any longer, and turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Meanwhile.

Duanmu Sheng, who was standing on a towering tree outside the North Pavilion, looked over the Siguo Cave, and muttered to himself: "For the sake of the fourth and eighth children, spare you once." I hope you can help. ”

After speaking, Duanmusheng swooped down and fell towards the rocks halfway up the mountainside, and the overlord spear slammed into the crack in the stone, like a mountain god, staying in place.

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