In the center of Caiji Valley, lightning and thunder roared in the sky, and one after another arc of flickering sword light poured wildly towards Ji Yanlan, and the huge momentum and spiritual pressure made Tang Suling and Li Wenzhong, who couldn't get their hands on the side, beat wildly, and fear and suppressed emotions continued to breed.

"It's useless for us to stay here, let's go after the kid who took the treasure. I don't know if it was out of the consideration of fleeing from here, or if he was really eager to recapture the treasure, Li Wenzhong suddenly proposed to Tang Suling.

Tang Suling nodded, without delay, and immediately chased after the valley, the speed of action made Li Wenzhong stunned, and then smiled bitterly in his heart, "It seems that she can't stay here anymore."

Just thinking about it, suddenly a lazy voice came from beside the two: "It's better not to go anywhere, you two have to trouble this seat to leave you behind." ”

Hearing this, the two of them were taken aback, and quickly stopped their figures, and released their divine thoughts with all their strength to find the source of the sound. But no matter how much they searched, they still found nothing.

The two knew that they had met a master whose divine thoughts were much beyond their own, and their hearts were tight, but they did not show weakness. Tang Suling said coldly: "What kind of person, pretending to be a ghost?" As he spoke, he was about to continue chasing He Zichuan, but he heard Li Wenzhong on the other side scream: "Be careful behind your back!"

Tang Suling knew something was wrong when she saw Li Wenzhong's face change greatly, and before Li Wenzhong called out to be careful, she had forcibly turned around and flashed to the left, but she only felt that the air around her was tight, and her body only flashed out three inches before it was difficult to move, and then a wave of frenzy hit, her hair and clothes quickly caught fire, Tang Suling's face changed and she was about to pinch the fire to extinguish the fire, only to find that her right arm had disappeared at this time, and the hot burning feeling hurt her heart, and the fear and pain made her let out a terrible howl.

Seeing this, Li Wenzhong immediately rushed forward, hugged Tang Suling with his left hand, and performed a secret technique with his right hand to extinguish the flames on her body. At this time, half of Tang Suling's pretty face had been burned, her right arm was broken off at the shoulder, and her right chest and lower abdomen were also burned to a bloody blur. But fortunately, Tang Suling has already condensed the immortal body, and the burns and severed limbs will soon grow and recover, otherwise the young girl will be injured by this, even if she does not die, she will be useless.

Even so, the opponent instantly hit a companion who was almost the same as his own cultivation strength, but he didn't even notice the opponent's figure, which made Li Wenzhong shudder, and a deep fear rose in his heart.

"This seat kindly reminds that since you don't know what to do, don't blame this seat for being ruthless. A frightening, languid voice sounded again in the empty air, followed by a sentence "What a trouble." After the little god muttered, a flame ignited out of thin air around him, surrounding the two of them, and a sword light flew from the flames, and the target was Li Wenzhong's throat.

Li Wenzhong's heart was terrified, his eyes turned red, and he swung the long sword in his hand with all his mana, slashing at the incoming sword light, intending to fight for his life and strive for a trace of vitality. However, the sword light mana that was slashed was very profound, and the sword that Li Wenzhong used with all his might was only on par with the understated sword light. After a sword, Li Wenzhong's old power was gone, and the new power was not born for a long time. At this moment, another sword light roared, Li Wenzhong laughed miserably in his heart, and had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for death.

At this moment of life and death, a dragon-patterned spear phantom roared in, scattering the killer sword light, and then another spear phantom swept by, sweeping away the flames surrounding the two.

Before Li Wenzhong could sigh about the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he heard a cold snort in the air, and a red long sword that was 100 zhang long and burning with raging flames dyed half of the sky red, and with a numbing power, it slashed towards Ji Yanlan, who had just saved Li Wenzhong. On the other side, an extremely violent thunderbolt surrounded the incomparable sword qi and slammed towards Ji Yanlan's back, the speed was so fast that it pulled out one afterimage after another, even if it was an afterimage, it was surprisingly fast, at least Li Wenzhong didn't see the afterimage clearly from beginning to end.

Ji Yanlan, who was in the center of the storm, sneered, and the spear came out with a dragon chant in his hand, only to see his right hand snatch and sweep, and the spear in his hand instantly increased ten million times, and fought hard with the flaming sword in the air, and countless golden dragons on the dragon pattern spear flew away, and they were wiped out in the flames, but the flame of the flaming sword gradually disappeared, and it shattered away in a violent roar.

At the same time, Ji Yanlan's left hand formed a palm, and it was erected outward, and more than ten zhang in front of him, a pale golden translucent shield like a mirror was immediately formed. The lightning sword light slammed headlong into it, and immediately burst out with bursts of lightning, reflecting the night as bright as day. But no matter how violent the lightning was, how the sword qi tore it, the mirror shield only gave birth to the slightest crack, but it didn't break. Half a moment later, when the last rays of lightning disappeared and the last strands of sword qi dissipated, the devastated shield shattered like a mirror falling to the ground.

"It's just to get a treasure, why do two old friends who haven't seen each other for many years have to fight hard when they come?" Ji Yanlan had already recognized the person, and she didn't do her best before, but she just dealt with it, but at this moment, she already had some anger, and said in an unkind tone.

Outside Ji Yanlan, two figures hovered quietly, and they were Jinchuan Flame Sword Feng Kun and Ben Thunder Sword Ye Xiaoming. The lazy Feng Kun put away his long sword, took off the wine jug on his waist and poured it violently, without the slightest intention of answering. Ye Xiaoming took a step forward and said to Ji Jinlan with an unkind expression: "Brother Ji came to my extreme north, why didn't you inform Jinchuan? Why do you know my Jinchuan rules and forcibly seize the treasure?"

Ji Jinlan had already expected that the two of them would ask this question, and said lightly: "This trip is to grab the treasure, all the way in a hurry, and it is indeed a mistake not to inform Jinchuan, but it is just a strange treasure, there are a few pieces in the world every few years, why should the two of them be so ruthless?"

"What kind of strange treasure can actually work Brother Ji and come from southern Xinjiang thousands of miles away?" Ye Xiaoming snorted coldly, disdainful.

Ji Yanlan hesitated slightly, but still spoke: "It is rumored that the strange treasure is the true dragon Vientiane Lotus, the two of you should know that my practice is special, this immortal grass can be obtained by others for hundreds of years at most, but it will be of great benefit to the advanced transformation realm." ”

"Not really, although others won't have as much help as Brother Ji, they can also add some hope to the advanced realm. Ye Xiaoming said coldly.

Ji Jinlan nodded slightly: "There is no shortage of immortal grass Jinchuan with such an effect, but this plant is very important to the next, so please make it convenient for the two of you." ”

Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming glanced at each other, they rushed all the way, and just happened to see He Zichuan grabbing the treasure, Ji Jinlan was very powerful, the two of them were the same as He Zichuan, they subconsciously guessed that Ji Yanlan appeared in the extreme north for no reason, and it was very likely that he was a member of the mysterious organization, so he used all his strength when he came up, and he didn't spare any hand. But they obviously felt that Ji Yinglan had not used all her strength, and the conversation with the two of them was not suspicious at all. If he is really a member of the mysterious organization, and when he sees Jin Chuan's two swords appearing, shouldn't he be the first to kill the killer, so as not to leak the news and attract Jin Chuan's attention?

Seeing the expressions of the two, Ji Yanlan thought of something in her heart, her face paused with anger, and she asked tentatively: "I heard that the Heavenly Demon King recently appeared in the extreme north, fighting with unknown masters, and the fall of the master of the transformation realm, is it true?"

"How do you know?" Feng Kun grabbed the wine gourd in one hand and blurted out a question, looking quite eager, and Ye Xiaoming was also surprised.

"Looking at the reaction of the two, it should be true, Southern Xinjiang has its own news channels, but such a shocking thing turned out to be true, which really surprised Zaixia. ”

Ye Xiaoming sneered: "As long as there is someone behind him, those young people can't do anything, why should Brother Ji be coy?"

Ji Yanlan was stunned for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "Brother Ye wants to say that he is involved in the affairs of the Far North?" Hahaha...... laughed as he spoke. Ye Xiaoming and Feng Kun glanced at each other again, and their eyes showed a look of surprise. Ji Yanlan laughed for a long time before she barely stopped, and said with an irrepressible smile: "I swear by the demon in my heart, it has nothing to do with the matter of the extreme north, this time I just came to capture the treasure, if you can successfully capture the treasure, if you can successfully capture the treasure, if you can use it, you can just open your mouth and do your best in the decision." ”

Hearing Ji Yanlan swear by the demons in her heart, most of the suspicions in Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming's hearts suddenly disappeared, but they still didn't dare to believe it completely. At present, it is an eventful time in the far north, and the time when everyone in southern Xinjiang appeared is so coincidental, it really can't help but make the two of them have associations.

Knowing that there was no point in continuing to entangle, Feng Kun yawned, hung the wine gourd back on his waist, and said casually: "Even if the two of us don't stop Brother Ji, I'm afraid you won't be able to take this treasure now." ”

"The two of you can't help but underestimate Ji, but a junior in Wonderland, can't Ji catch up with ......" Ji Yanlan was halfway through speaking, and suddenly her face changed, and a smile disappeared from his fair face. He looked at the inexplicable smiles on the corners of Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming's mouths, and then thought back to the method of the "Fairyland Junior" at that time to seize the treasure, and suddenly exclaimed: "It was the Qingfeng Sword that captured the treasure?!"

Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming were noncommittal, but Ji Yinglan's heart sank, and she secretly scolded herself for being too careless, and she was about to get up and chase after the dragon spear in her hand. Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming dodged and blocked in front of him.

Ji Yanlan looked at the two of them coldly, and there was no atmosphere of gathering with old friends, and said word by word: "Get out of the way, I won't hurt him!"

Although Ye Xiaoming and Feng Kun had already believed in Ji Yanlan, the stakes were very high, and they didn't know what the strange treasure was, so they couldn't rest assured, so they would deliberately delay the time at this time, so that He Zichuan could get a look at the treasure.

"Just because you also want to stop this governor, Yang Wenjin and Tong Yueci came in person. Ji Jinlan sneered.

Feng Kun was suddenly happy, gloating: "Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister have been in retreat for a hundred years to impact the Transformation Realm, and with their amazing talents, I am afraid that they will be able to enter the ranks of the Transformation Realm in less than thirty years. If they were there in person, would you dare to do it?"

"What? They started to impact the Transformation Realm so quickly?" Ji Yanlan's pupils shrank, and the complex emotions in his heart, such as jealousy, fear, envy, and suspicion, were intertwined, making him look as if he had been poked against the scales, and his whole body suddenly bloomed with terrifying spiritual pressure. The huge spiritual pressure made Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming frown slightly.

Feng Kun seemed to deliberately provoke Ji Yanlan, regardless of Ji Yanlan's anger, he still said cynically: "Six hundred years ago, you were defeated by the sword of the senior brother, didn't my senior brother and the second senior sister advance to the realm just fulfill your name as the first monk under the transformation realm? Why should you be angry? Besides, the Jinchuan Qingfeng Sword has always been known for concealment, don't look at my junior brother who has only advanced to the Holy Realm for a hundred years, but even if you chase him now, you probably won't be able to find him, why don't you have a long talk with my brother and sister, and talk about the old relationship, how about it?"

Ye Xiaoming couldn't help but laugh when he heard Feng Kun's sarcastic words about Ji Jinlan, but Ji Jinlan's eyes widened, obviously angry.

"You are looking for death!" only to hear Ji Yanlan burst into a shout, and the dragon-patterned spear in his hand let out a violent dragon roar, and shot at the two of them with a thunderous momentum. Feng Kun and Ye Xiaoming's faces changed, and they faced each other without the slightest fear.

On the other side, after fighting and retreating, breaking away from the divine thoughts of a group of Saint Realm masters, He Zichuan immediately began to get rid of the chasing soldiers in the southern frontier. Although the opponent was only a middle and low-level cultivator, for the sake of prudence, He Zichuan could not help but expose his identity, and he had only been the enemy in the middle stage of the fairyland, and it was still very difficult to get rid of the pursuers of thirty or forty people.

Finally got rid of the chasing soldiers, He Zichuan was trying to go around in a big circle, and quietly sneaked back to the Caiji Valley to meet Zhen Tianyu, but suddenly found that thirty zhang in front of him, an old monk was sitting cross-legged, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, and another person next to him was smiling obscenely, rubbing his hands and staring at himself expectantly.

"Junior, you are lucky to meet me, hand over the treasure quickly, the two of us will never harm your life" Rehmannia saw that the other party had found out, so he showed a smile that he thought was kind, and he was tempted by the kindness.

He Zichuan smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart, "I don't know if it's my bad luck when I meet them, or if they're too unlucky?"