Early the next morning, Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian said goodbye to Zhang Sheng and Duanmu's family and left separately.

Murong Zhongtian continued to look for what he needed, while Zhan Qingyu rode the spirit mastiff Dorjee and went straight to the Heaven Shaking Sect.

The nine-headed spirit mastiff Dorjee unfolded his body and took a tiger step, speeding over the mountains and mountains and going straight to the Earthquake Heaven Sect.

A mastiff and a man have crossed a distance of nearly thousands of miles in a trance.

However, on a mound, Zhan Qingyu saw a familiar figure in the distance.

A handsome descendant has already stood on the road in the face of Zhan Qingyu's coming.

He held the folding fan and fanned it gently, and the wisps of wind stirred up.

The bare skin glowed red, and the demonic pupils flashed with silver.

"Zhan Qingyu, no one will help you this time, right?" The folding fan closed, and the eyes of the afterlife glowed with a silver light like a sharp blade.

"Qingqiu has arrived?" Zhan Qingyu felt a palpitation in the middle of his rapid journey: "There is trouble again." ”

"Master, he is very strong, who is he?" Dorjee slowed down.

"Old man!" Zhan Qingyu pursed her lips, and a strand of long hair floated above her left eye.

"Do you want to fight?" asked Dorjee.

"The battle of life and death!" Zhan Qingyu patted Dorjee: "It's an honor to be side by side with you!"

"Don't come to the young village owner unharmed?" Zhan Qingyu got off the mastiff and walked on the mound.

The other party's powerful aura still didn't make Zhan Qingyu let go of his arrogant mentality, and if he couldn't hide, he had to face it.

"Young Master Fuben, who entrusted you with it, is still fine!Are you disappointed?" Duanmu Yuanke smiled slightly, and a powerful force spread.

"Seventh Order?" Zhan Qingyu's heart tightened: "His soul was almost scattered by me, but he recovered as before, and he still reached the seventh order strength?"

Zhan Qingyu recalled the battle with Duanmu Yuanke on the cliff of Zhenta Mountain.

Duanmu Yuanke suddenly attacked and killed Zhan Qingyu with his True Spirit Dao Body, but was broken by Zhan Qingyu's dimensional Dao method.

Tai Chi Shenquan almost scattered Duanmu Yuanke's true spirit, and later Duanmu Wenzheng broke through the formation of the Flying Immortal White Crane and seriously injured Zhan Qingyu and rescued Duanmu Yuanke.

It stands to reason that even if Duanmu Yuanke survives, the exercises will definitely not be guaranteed, but now it seems that this young owner has not only recovered his physical exercises, but also improved his exercises.

"Is it strange?" Duanmu Yuanke shook his head, at this time Zhan Qingyu was no longer a threat in his eyes.

If he wants, he can quickly take Zhan Qingyu's life.

However, the young owner has a hobby, he wants to see Zhan Qingyu's despair and cries.

So, Duanmu Yuanke pointed to a low stone monument next to the mound.

"The land of Qingqiu is very strange, I hope you can rest here in peace!"

Qingqiu, an inconspicuous mound, has hidden rumors.

Qingqiu is the country of foxes, and there is a nine-tailed spirit fox who is good at scheming and change to control the country of ten thousand beasts.

But just as a rumor, it can't really attract the attention of the cultivation world.

Looking at the Xuan Netherworld, there are only a few people who are familiar with this, and it just so happens that Duanmu Wenzheng is one of them.

It is impossible for animals to build a state, animals are only for survival and reproduction, and the system is a kind of constraint.

Therefore, Qingqiu is just a legend, but the soil of Qingqiu has buried countless lonely souls and wild ghosts.

If the corpses of the soldiers who died in the war cannot be found, the family will set up a mound near this green hill to commemorate them.

Over time, this barren mound has accumulated countless demonic spirits and ghostly spirits.

The warrior's soul died and could not return to his homeland, so he could only mourn here day and night.

Duanmu Wenzheng found the way to Qingqiu and saved his son.

In the news of the eyeliner, Zhan Qingyu will dare to go to the Heaven-Shaking Sect soon, so Duanmu Yuanke waited again early.

"Thank you young master for the compliment!" Zhan Qingyu's mind instantly found information about Qingqiu in the Taiji diagram, and then began to look for a way to deal with Duanmu Yuanke.

"I have a mount, I may not be able to fight!" Zhan Qingyu said: "The master of the seventh order is really terrifying, but I have fought a few times and have not died because of this. ”

When he rescued the unicorn dragon king Ao Yuan in the bitter sea, he used the power of Ledao to sneak attack and kill the three elders of Bixiao Pavilion, and later killed the two elders after life and death, although there was a coincidence, there was also a certain reason.

Therefore, Zhan Qingyu was not very afraid of Duanmu Yuanke, but the large improvement of Duanmu Yuanke's technique in a short period of time was too strange for him to understand.

The nine-headed spirit mastiff is the most powerful shield of Zhan Qingyu, and when he heard his master's words, Duoji's eyes lit up with a huge mouth.

"Roar!" A deep sound wave slowly spread in all directions, and the tall Dorjee mane stood upside down.

"Hehe!" Duanmu Yuanke smiled unexpectedly: "You still don't understand, can't you see my difference?"

Zhan Qingyu looked at it with the naked eye, Duanmu Yuanke seemed to be different, but he couldn't find anything different.

In desperation, the Taiji diagram slowly operated, and a trace of mysterious Taiji power was blessed to the eyes.

"Strong physique!" Zhan Qingyu exclaimed sincerely: "Your flesh meridians are broken, but you have fused the magic weapon with your true spirit, it's incredible!"

Really.

Although Duanmu Yuanke's true spirit was attacked by Zhan Qingyu's dimensional Dao method, it did not dissipate, but his body was torn apart by energy and destroyed the meridians.

Duanmu Yuanke, who was originally hopeless, but with the help of his father Duanmu Wenzheng, he fused the Zhenpai Lingbao Silver Flower Fire Tree.

With the soul of the True Spirit Dao Body, he has been refining for many days under extremely complex procedures, and has achieved Duanmu Yuanke's new Dao body today.

"There's so much you can't think of!" Duanmu Motoke stood on a high place and looked around Qingqiu.

"The Silver Flower Fire Tree is a spiritual treasure handed down from my ancestors, is it comparable to the Immortal Dao Body with my true spirit?" Duanmu Yuanke opened the folding fan and fanned it lightly a few times.

"I think it's too much!" Zhan Qingyu nodded and said: "The Silver Flower Fire Tree, with the wood is a spiritual treasure, but the metallic silver flower is already peculiar, comparable to an artifact, and the soul of the True Spirit Dao Body is definitely comparable to the Immortal Dao Body." Your specific spirit can be called a mutated immortal Dao body. ”

"You know a lot!" Duanmu Yuanke said: "It would be nice if you were my friend!"

"Friend?" Zhan Qingyu tilted her head, and a smile came up to the corner of her mouth.

The mournful soul grumbling in the breeze made him a little worried, and he chose to laugh in order not to be left behind.

"You and I are destined to become friends!" Zhan Qingyu shook his head and took two steps forward, and the two looked at the Central Plains land from a distance of several zhang side by side.

"You look down on me!" Duanmu Yuanke didn't get angry, but replied to Zhan Qingyu with some playfulness.

"It's not that I look down on you!" Zhan Qingyu looked at Duanmu Yuanke and said, "Even if you have an immortal Dao body, can you guarantee that this news will still be kept secret before you kill me?"

"Yes!" Duanmu Yuanke said confidently: "Is it troublesome to keep secrets?"

"Maybe it's different from what you think!" Zhan Qingyu took a few steps back, and smiled a little more.

"Okay, then let's make a few moves!" Duanmu Yuanke waved his hand and the folding fan disappeared.

Clenched his hands into fists, and touched them with both hands, "Ding Ding!" sounded like a golden stone.

"Not good!" Zhan Qingyu secretly felt distressed: "I have no chance of winning with the seventh-order strength, I can only unite with Dorjee in the hope of fighting for opportunities." ”

"Haha!" Duanmu Yuanke said with a smile: "A line of true spirit enters the spirit treasure, and the body of King Kong is extinguished." Whew!"