The wreckage and scorched wood collapsed in all directions, black smoke rose in a curling manner, and everywhere there were stumps of limbs and splatters of blood that had been cut off by sharp weapons, catalyzed to black by the passing winds.

It was a land of scarlet blood and charred smoke.

A few quarters of an hour ago, it was a beautiful village in Dihai, neither too big nor too small.

There are flowing clear streams and meandering green vines, and fancy ancient trees and totems of faith built by the village's most artistic builders. There are lovers under the moon before the flowers and old people in the village muttering about the past. When the season is right, there are also passers-by who will come here to tell the rumors of the earth and the sea that they have heard everywhere.

But now in this small village, only the only village in the prime of life guards the hall with old and young women and children behind it.

The only remaining young people in the prime of life in these villages clutched the weapons in their hands, ignoring the injuries on their bodies, and looked at the villages that had been destroyed to survive. Looking at the desolate ruins and the clansmen who were constantly defeated and fallen in the slashing of the black-clothed people, even the strongest man couldn't help but tears of grief and indignation at this moment, and he couldn't restrain the tears that surged out of his eyes.

But the man in black, whose coat was marked by a white crescent-shaped arch, was still smiling and killing.

Among the men in black, there was a young man who looked very weak, frowning slightly in disgust at the scene of severed limbs and smoke everywhere in front of him. His body was long, his lips were red, and his face was so clean that it seemed to have nothing to do with the scene at this moment.

But at this time, the only remaining young adults outside the refuge hall in the village clenched their weapons and looked at the young man in front of them who had given them the greatest oppression with an expression like looking at a demon god.

The young man probably fell ill in the sea and soil here, holding a handkerchief and coughing lightly from time to time. Next to him lay four or five village elders, all of whom were untouched, killing the enemy with one blow.

"Devil, you are the devil of the world," someone roared with trembling vocal cords, and two more raised their knives and lunged at him.

The knife was broken, and the people were twisted together in a strange posture. His muscles and bones were broken, and he fell to the ground.

As if he had done a trivial thing, the young man walked past the man who fell to the ground beside him, grinned, and said, "I would rather be an unrestrained devil in the world than a hypocritical and restrained saint." ”

Seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, the clansmen who were gradually slaughtered, and finally the young man who guarded the village roared sadly, and resolutely rushed towards the black-clothed people who showed absolute strength in every move.

The mantis arm is used as a car.

The battle was coming to an end, and under the absolute force of Shinto Sai, almost none of the men in the entire small village survived.

Li Qiucheng, the third disciple of Lei Donglai, looked coldly at the scene in front of him, the "tentacles" sown by Shinto Zhai were all over the earth, and every time he encountered a village similar to that reported by some wanderers or wandering forces, Shinto Zhai immediately attacked, but in the end he failed to search and catch the shadow of Yang Ze of the Great Ye Kingdom.

This made Li Qiucheng, who had always thought that this action was easy, a little unbreathable.

The sea area around the Broken Blade Bay in the west of the Kashima country and the Humming Gorge of the Daye country is becoming a battlefield for naval warfare between the two countries, and the battle situation is stalemate with each other, and the sea route reinforcements borrowed by Daye from the Zhou State of Wu are in the process of being assembled, and will eventually enter the sea border of Daye through the Bailing Strait, which is blessed by the Auri country.

If Yang Ze can fall into the hands of Shendao Zhai, not to mention the morale of Da Ye first, and hand it over to Jia Mu through secret channels, maybe Jia Mu can finally be able to pressure the Aoli State to close the Bailing Strait in the name of the Xituo Palace, so that Da Ye will be able to make friends with the reinforcements of Wu and Zhou for generations to take another route, and it will take at least a few months on the way, and the overall situation of the war will already be decided at that time.

Thinking of this, a cold look appeared in Li Qiucheng's eyes.

"Young Master Yuming, more than 30 young and Chinese New Year's Eve in the captive village, and 25 children under the age of four. A man in black stepped forward with the hilt of his knife back into its sheath.

"The children were brought back to Shintosai, and the rest were taken captive. Remove them all. Li Qiucheng said coldly.

The only remaining youths in the village fell to the ground with a grunt at the sound of long knives piercing their muscles.

The helmsman of the Night Snow Wolf Cloud Tour Group was arrogantly puzzled by Li Qiucheng's move, and asked hesitantly, "Since Shinto Zhai needs slaves, why don't you take these captives back to Zhai, but capture these children?"

"There is no need for force to suppress those who have hatred and dissent. What's more, they don't need to have thoughts. Li Qiucheng wiped the corners of his mouth, turned his head, and no longer looked at the bodies that were lying under his hands in a normal posture without anyone on the ground, but just looked at the children who were taken away by the black-clothed cultivators in the fast, and stretched out a finger to point there, "They will become orphans raised in the morning in the morning, or become a cultivator in the house, or they will have no talent for cultivation, and they will be demoted to slaves, and they will do things for my Shinto Zhai, and they will be slaves and dogs for the rest of their lives, and they will not be allowed to turn over." ”

Looking at Li Qiucheng, who was cold and smiling, even Lie Aoxiao, the head of the Yunyou group who had worked hard all day on the head of the earth and sea knife, felt that this Lei Donglai disciple had brought him a chill in the back spinal cord that was worthy of his reputation.

"My night snow wolf has encountered a great disgrace this time, the wanderer nicknamed "Blue Bear Beast", when Shinto Zhai is searching, I only hope that he will be handed over to me to deal with in the end. Fierce roared and arched his hand, his voice suppressed anger and said in a low voice.

Although the Night Snow Wolf is one of the thirteen cloud-traveling forces of the Earth Sea, it is only one vein after all. After Li Qiucheng led the Shinto Saifang arrived in Dihai, he immediately united the forces of all parties in Dihai and issued a notice to arrest Yang Ze, the third son of Qichun Houfu of the Great Ye Kingdom. In a short period of time, the prestige of Shinto Zhai has been greeted by an endless stream of forces that have made friends with him. The scope of the intelligence network built up is naturally larger than that of the night snow wolf. The night snow wolf wants to find the wanderer who dares to openly provoke his "green bear beast" to take revenge, and through Shinto Sai's side, it is also a deterrent to the "blue bear beast" who dares to provoke their forces behind it!

"Oh, Han Yan, the hall master of the Night Snow Wolf Wolf Claw Hall, is said to be the most outstanding sword cultivator in the vicinity. You got this person before the night snow wolf, and it can be regarded as a tiger with wings. It's a pity, I've always wanted to have two moves with him, to see how fast the fastest sword can be, and can it catch my three moves?" Li Qiucheng said with a half-squinted eye.

At any time, Li Qiucheng's words seemed a little arrogant.

But in the ears of Lie Aoxiao, there is no feeling of "you kid is really a stinky fart". For Li Qiucheng, the last disciple of the Kashima Shinto Sai Master Lei Donglai, who is the most doting, he is definitely one of the most qualified people in the world to say this.

It is no wonder that his every move has attracted the attention of many forces.

Even the Seven Realms Realm Lord of the Earth Sea at this time did not say anything about his entry into the Earth Sea on the surface. However, in fact, they have grasped any of Li Qiucheng's movements on the surface. It's all because he is Lei Donglai's most proud disciple. With the entire Shinto Zhai behind him as the backstage, no matter his strength and identity, he will definitely be a figure who can influence and change the situation in the Seven Realms of the Earth and Sea.

With a single move, a beautiful village was reduced to ruins. Li Qiucheng walked out of the shocking village gate, which had been neatly cut in half by the sword, and left the killing and destruction behind, he still had to act as a stalker.

After pondering in the forest mist for a long time, Li Qiucheng opened his eyes, his gaze became harder than the thousand-year-old Xuan Ice of the Earth Sea Snow Mountain, and he said slowly to the people around him, "We have cut off the power of the Great Ye Kingdom in the earth and sea two days ago, killed a lot of people, and released some people, but tracking these people still has not found any trace of him. He was nothing more than a noble kid under the protection of many parties. Now he is like a chicken without the protection of a hen, and he is wandering in this sea of dragons and snakes, and he may tremble in some place."

As he spoke, he said with a smile, "Continue to expand the scope and focus on searching for some small villages that are inconspicuous for Tibetans." There was no way he could survive in the primeval jungle where spirit beasts were strong, so if he was lucky enough not to turn into the feces of spirit beasts, he must be in some village. I wish this boy was still alive, and he would be of his rightful worth in our hands!"

The heat of his face rose and he was hot, Yang Ze slowly opened his eyes from his sleep, and the lattice of the wooden window revealed strips of white light, which was a little dazzling when he opened his eyes, making him shrink back on the bed and squint his eyes.

Surrounded by a very ancient room, with curtains and soft quilts, vases and potted plants with leaf petals displayed by the window, and dazzling spots of light cast on the ground. There are also people walking in the cloister outside this room.

Yang Ze got up, and at the same time there was a knock on the door.

With the improvement of the cultivation realm, Yang Ze not only has his eyesight and ear power improved, but even the "invisible" perception has also improved in the dark.

For example, now he can deduce when the other party came to his door and the timing of his knock just by the sound of the footsteps of people outside the door.

"Please come in. Yang Ze changed into his clothes and shirt, and sat on the table in the guest room with his own space that was rare anywhere.

The door was pushed open, and instead of the delicate maid in the imaginary Cloud Court Realm, a man with five big and three thick came in.

The man was not polite when he came in, came to the table in front of Yang Ze and sat down, opened two teacups, poured two cups of cold tea overnight, picked up one of them and drank it all, and smiled, "Brother Yang sleeps well, and he doesn't wake up until this moment." This tea is also too cold, anyway, Brother Yang is also my Yunting guest now, those lazy maids, I haven't changed the morning tea for you?"

The man's name is Wan Jun. He is the head of the Yunting Tiger Guard who guarded Ling Yue in the Lingshan Realm, and among the Tiger Guards to which he belongs, he is also the number one master, faintly cultivating at the peak of the artistic conception, and he is not far from breaking through to the Dixuan Realm. Through Ling Yue, the two have already known each other. What's more, because of Ling Yue's relationship with Yang Ze's performance in the Lingshan Realm, he has long regarded him as his own.

"I thought about something yesterday and thought about it a little late, so I woke up late today. Maybe they didn't want to bother me, too. Yang Ze pointed to the overnight herbal tea ceremony. Last night, he thought of the Hidden Dragon Sword left by the Yingzhou Realm Lord in Chaoyang Hall hundreds of years ago, because these people were addicted to breaking the prohibition of Yingzhou's unique spiritual weapons, and his heart was itching, and he couldn't wait to contact the Hidden Dragon Sword at night. However, of course, this situation was impossible, so he thought of the black stele-shaped Gu Hao Black Sword that he had obtained from Gu Yun Village in his treasure bag, and took out his own research.

only to find that Gu Hao's interior was still as hard as iron, difficult to unseal, and even his qi extinguishing could not break Gu Hao's internal prohibition. This is impossible! You must know that he Yang Ze is a spirit sculptor, and the spirit sculptor is the closest person in the world to master the true meaning of the use of aura. The reason why the spirit shapers have become extinct for thousands of years is most likely that such a talent is not something that everyone can understand, and in the end, because of this, this group finally broke the secrets of heaven and earth because of their talent, and thus because of the limitations of this talent, they will die out forever.

The preciousness of the Spirit Shaper also means that he is one of the few people who can understand the secret of the truth of the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, and Yang Ze can't even take the first step to draw qi into it. The only explanation, if it weren't for the fact that this Gu Hao Black Sword was not a spirit treasure, it was a super spirit treasure that surpassed Yang Ze's current ability to understand it.

The Hidden Dragon Sword in the Chaoyang Hall of the Jingyun Hall was a fifth-order spirit treasure. Yang Ze can sense it. Could it be that the Gu Mao Black Sword he obtained was actually a higher level than the Hidden Dragon Sword? Is it a sixth-order? Or is it a seventh-order that is enough to cause people to change color?

It's a pity that the old man of the Yuan Shen who knows the origin of Gu Hao in his body has been in a state of fetal breathing, otherwise Yang Ze would definitely ask him about it thoroughly

chatted with Yang Ze for a long time, and found that Yang Ze didn't seem to be aware of the deep meaning of his words. Wan Jun finally fumbled with the teacup and said, "Brother Yang was appointed as a guest by the realm lord, and he was ordered to become the candidate recommended by the Yunting Realm to participate in the Qingxu Conference. In addition to congratulations, it is also on the cusp. ”

Yang Ze smiled and nodded, "I know, didn't Heng Muxuan challenge me, now many people are waiting to see that scene." ”

Wan Jun sighed, "It's not Heng Muxuan's problem, I'm afraid that Brother Yang may occasionally get sick and have some minor illnesses, and it is not impossible to participate in the Qingxu Conference."

Yang Ze was stunned for a moment, his eyes were slightly cold, "You mean that someone doesn't want me to participate in the Qingxu Conference?"

Wan Jun shook his head and smiled, "For so many years, I have been following the protection of the young master, where do I not know these things in the realm. Since the young master was born, it is impossible for him to participate in the Qingxu Conference, which is something that many people know well. Therefore, many people have already secretly arranged arrangements, and the most eye-catching and most easily prestigious is the Qingxu Conference, which everyone in the Seven Realms is concerned about. ”

"Isn't the Qingxu Conference strictly forbidden for the children of the Great Realm to participate?" Yang Ze has always thought that the Qingxu Conference is a hereditary check and balance system for the realm lord in the Seven Realms, but now it seems that it is not simple.

Wan Jun sighed and said, "The Qingxu Conference may have been like this at the earliest, but now, only the children of the realm masters are restricted. The rest of the people from the realm master family have gradually relaxed the so-called restrictions, otherwise why would Ling Xingwei, the first grandson of the Great Elder Ling Yan, be so active in becoming the first choice of the Cloud Ting Realm. On the other hand, the so-called election outside the family is simply impossible. The Qingxu Conference, each session is actually just a confrontation between the people of each realm lord's family. As far as my Cloud Court Realm is concerned, among the three selected people, they have already been decided, these are all among the elders of the various veins, and Brother Yang has entered so horizontally, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. ”

"Do you want to say that Ling Xingwei, the first grandson of the Great Elder, has actually secretly made a candidate plan for the Qingxu Conference in the Cloud Ting Realm?"

"Hehe, it is in the Yingzhou realm, the Heng Mu Xuan who is looking for you to challenge, after careful study, is also the great-great-great-grandson of a highly respected elder in Yingzhou. ”

The Qingxu Conference that has been continued in the Seven Realms, in the name of the next Qingdi, has actually become a stage for all parties in the Seven Realms to compete for fame and profit.

Wan Jun paused, "The most important question now, Heng Muxuan's declaration of war is not a problem, but for these people in the realm, the object of his declaration of war should be Ling Xingwei, not you Yang Sanshui." This is enough to irritate some people. Brother Yang intervened in the Qingxu Conference, and the future was really uncertain. It's not unheard of that the people above can make the people below irreversible with the movement of their fingers, and Brother Yang must be more careful. ”

Yang Ze was stunned and asked with a smile, "Even if I am Ling Yue's friend, the candidates for the Qingxu Conference personally determined by the realm master, they dare to act rashly?"

Wan Jun sighed and said, "Although the realm lord attaches great importance to you, under the realm master, there are still many people who worship yang and yin. It is precisely because you are a friend of the young master of Ling Yue that some people will think that you are the person of the young master, and because you are the person of the young master, there will be people who are afraid and worried. Or even do things that are not good for you. ”

Yang Ze smiled slightly and said, "Although I don't have any interest in that Qingxu Conference, since it involves my friend's matter. I don't mind doing something to help Ling Xiaoyue share his worries. ”

"I don't mind teaching some people who need to be taught before that Heng Mu Xuan. ”

Wan Jun finally nodded and got up, "That's good, because the realm lord still has orders, I'm afraid I won't be able to personally serve as a guard for Brother Yang in front of the Qingxu Conference, but I have already instructed a few brothers to protect Brother Yang's safety in Jingyun City during this period." ”

After Wan Jun said goodbye and left, Yang Ze immediately sketched a relationship map in his mind.

In the future, the most likely person to compete with Ling Yue for the position of the next realm master is none other than Ling Xingwei, the grandson of the Great Elder of the Cloud Ting Realm, Ling Yan, and Ling Yue's sister Ling Qiuyan. Ling Xingwei and Yang Ze only knew through a few words that this person was a celebrity in the Cloud Ting Realm, no less than Ling Qiuyan. The prestige is very high, but it may be able to rise to a higher level than this year's Qingxu Conference. Accumulate the prestige you need in the future.

And Ling Qiuyan. Yang Ze thought of the fact that when he entered the Jingyun Palace, he hurriedly saw the other party's eyes looking at him, but he didn't have much affection. It's quite a headache. Because from the perspective of a simple friend, Yang Ze didn't want to see Ling Yue and Ling Qiuyan in opposition.

It didn't take long for Yang Ze to meditate, and soon a sweet-looking maid handed over the post, in order to celebrate Yang Ze's status as a guest secretary and become one of the three candidates to attend the Qingxu Conference on behalf of Yun Ting Realm, Ling Xingwei, the grandson of the Great Elder, personally hosted a banquet in the most high-end and luxurious restaurant in Jingyun City, "Yipin Liuxiang", to invite him, a celebrity in Yun Ting Realm today.

After the articulate maid who looked at him well left, Yang Ze pinched the post that was hot with gold paint in front of him, flicked the thin page of the post with his fingers, and muttered to himself, "Just go and see what flowers you can turn out." ”

(To be continued)