Li Chong stood in place, never changing his position from beginning to end, even when the battle was at its fiercest. It's not that he can't move, but he doesn't dare to move, even if he can't feel Shen Cong's breath now, Li Chong still made sure for a long time before he slowly relaxed.

It's terrible, a strong man of the same level was killed like an ant like this, that was Yang Yin, who was considered a few strong people in Yingyang City, even if Li Chong faced it, he didn't dare to win, let alone kill him in person. And Shen Cong did it more thoroughly, blasting Yang Yin's strongest attack head-on, and then calmly killing and leaving.

And the last touch of knife light bombarded Ding Yan and Zhang Gongming, Li Zhong saw it very clearly from the sidelines, he could save people, and he could do it. After that, I thought that I would win the friendship between the Zhang family and the Ding family, but Li Chong didn't dare, he really didn't dare. Ever since he became a sixth-order Cloud Realm, Li Chong had never been so frightened again, because Li Chong could feel the breath of death.

Saving Ding Yan and Zhang Gongming is a casual effort, but if you offend Shen Cong because of this, then Shen Cong's killing of him is just a casual effort. Therefore, Li Chong didn't dare, even if Shen Cong didn't look at him at all before leaving, Li Chong still didn't dare.

"Hey!"

Li Chong sighed inexplicably, he didn't know why he was sighing, it could be the crisis that the family was about to face, or it could be that he had escaped his life before, and it was more likely that he didn't win over a strong person like Shen Cong. In all aspects, even Li Chong didn't know what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

Feeling the more and more obvious fluctuations of heaven and earth aura in the distance, the people in Yingyang City are coming, and the people are dead, what is the use of coming again. But Li Chong himself can't stay here, otherwise he doesn't know how to explain such a scene, why everyone else is dead, he is still alive, the Li family is already in crisis now, and offending the Ding family and the Zhang family again will definitely be a catastrophe.

Li Chong's figure gradually turned into a virtual shadow, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared here, leaving only blood stains on the ground and powerful energy fluctuations rippling in the air. Even if a sixth-order powerhouse dies, it must be vigorous, and after death, the aura of heaven and earth still cannot be dissipated, but it is a pity that when people die, everything will become a thing of the past.

After the tea, several figures descended on this forest, and the ground was full of devastation, and it was obvious that this place had just experienced a fierce battle, and the defeated had left their bones here.

"Fame!"

A middle-aged man let out a sad cry and came to the location where Zhang Gongming was before he died. But there was no corpse in sight here, only some of the bloodstains proving it. But the middle-aged man relied on the induction between the bloodlines and knew that this was Zhang Gongming.

"Who, who the hell!" the middle-aged man shouted.

"Family master, this seems to be Lord Yang's treasure. "Someone saw the fragments on the ground that still had the brilliance of the treasure remaining, and their faces couldn't help but turn pale, this is a sixth-order powerhouse.

The middle-aged man looked stunned, got up and came to the place where Yang Yin died, looking at the familiar treasure on the ground, and his figure staggered. Not only did a future successor of the Zhang family die, but even the worship died. The strength of the Zhang family can be said to have plummeted, because he could not give birth to a son who could no longer practice the Flame Gong, let alone find a sixth-order powerhouse who was willing to work for the Zhang family.

"Ding Yan!"

The Ding family leaned down, their faces gloomy. The Ding family's losses this time were on par with the Zhang family, and the future successor died, and there was also a sixth-order powerhouse. In Ying Yang City, any sixth-order powerhouse was a force that was enough to influence the trend in Ying Yang City, and now it was unimaginable to suddenly lose two.

"Chase! I want those murderers to pay for their lives!" the head of the Zhang family shouted loudly.

"Naturally, he wants to chase and kill two powerhouses of the same level in a row, which is really powerful, but he must also be injured. Killing people pays for their lives, if you want to escape, how can it be so easy!" The people of the Ding family said coldly.

A few miles away, Shen Cong suddenly felt something strange in his waist, and looked down to see that it was the few Qiankun bags that he had harvested before, and two of them were constantly exuding faint aura fluctuations, and the location was behind.

"Are you locating me?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Cong's mouth, this group of people is really stubborn, Ying Yang's cultivation in the city is the highest but the peak of the middle stage of the sixth-order Xingyun, if Shen Cong is really ruthless, he can slaughter the entire city alone. Naturally, Shen Cong would definitely be seriously injured, but as long as the method was done properly and the speed blessing of the power of annihilation, it would not endanger his own life.

However, after some hesitation, Shen Cong still gave up. Although the strength completely crushed the strong man of Ying Yangcheng, it was inevitable that he would be injured between battles. And Shen Cong's main purpose now is to go to Luoyu City to find Yue Ziling.

Yue Ziling has the reputation of chasing the wind, it is not shouted by himself, nor is it flattered by others, but must be approved by the True Spirit Hall, and it is also limited to before the age of thirty. Shen Cong didn't know whether Yue Ziling was in the True Spirit Hall before the sixth order or after the sixth order, but getting the name was a recognition of his own talent and strength, and to put it in layman's terms, it was a proof of genius.

Shen Cong wants to seek revenge on him now, so his own strength must be guaranteed to be in a perfect state. According to the news he got at the beginning, Yue Ziling's cultivation was at the peak level of the sixth-order Xingyun, and he was only one step away from the seventh-order mountain-moving realm. Shen Cong's current strength is about the same level, and it is infinitely close to the seventh order.

According to this strength, it can be regarded as a sixth-order invincible state, but unfortunately, there has never been an invincible saying in the world, as long as it does not reach the seventh-order combat power, then it will definitely not be able to crush the sixth-order cultivators of the Cloud Realm. And even if you cultivate to the seventh order, sometimes it's not foolproof.

Just like Shen Cong, relying on various abilities and supernatural powers, he reached the peak combat power of the sixth-order Xingyun under the condition of fifth-order cultivation. Therefore, sometimes cultivation really can't represent anything, it can only simply summarize a person's strength, but not all of it.

Others may not have as many hole cards as Shen Cong, but who can guarantee that others will not have other adventures, resulting in themselves being able to fight beyond the ranks? Therefore, if Shen Cong wants to find Yue Ziling for revenge, he must be cautious and cautious, and when the superb spiritual weapon was born, even if Yue Ziling did not get it, I am afraid there are other compensations, after so many years, what kind of changes have happened to Yue Ziling, but it is not something that ordinary people can spy on, even if it is an organization like Baixiao Pavilion, it is not the same as not knowing what Shen Cong's background is.

The sword intent shook in his mind, and he broke out to destroy the marks in a few Qiankun bags, but fortunately, Shen Cong's spiritual sense was strong now, otherwise he would not be able to detect the cattiness in it.

"Jin Liu, their speed is slowing down, I think they are waiting for me. Shen Cong identified a position and broke out of the air.

The powerhouses of Ying Yang City, who were chasing with the imprint, all stopped at this moment. Because they can no longer feel the presence of the mark, either the other party is too far away from them to sense it, or the mark is destroyed. The former is naturally not possible, and it is still chasing just now, so it can only be the last possibility.

"Damn, let that thief escape!" The head of the Zhang family looked resentful, but there was no way to do it.

The faces of the people of the Ding family are not good-looking, the people in the clan were killed, but they can't take revenge, the key is that they don't even have specific information about the murderer, that is to say, those people died in vain, and they can't find it in their lives, after all, the time between the other party's appearance in Yingyang City and his disappearance is too short, so short that they don't know how this group of people appeared.

Several people were indignant and helpless, but they didn't know that if it wasn't for Shen Cong's presence before, they probably wouldn't even have a chance to speak here. People are fearless because of ignorance, and sometimes it may be said that this is the case.

Dozens of miles away, Shen Cong caught up with the flying boat, and when they saw Shen Cong returning safely, Gu Shun and Jin Liu were relieved, but Huang Yang and Lin Mo didn't know what kind of posture to use to face Shen Cong. If the cultivation has reached the sixth order, it belongs to the senior uncle, but Shen Cong's appearance is too young, and he has also intersected with their peers some time ago, so he doesn't know what to do at this moment.

Shen Cong smiled, but he didn't bother with Huang Yang and the others, and Gu Shun didn't ask why Shen Cong could soar so much strength, especially after Shen Cong landed on the flying boat, the breath in his body dropped again, and it became the level of the fifth-order pulse opening again, and Gu Shun's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

Gu Shun naturally wanted to ask Shen Cong's situation, but according to the rules among cultivators, this kind of personal privacy is not easy to ask, because it belongs to the hole card that saves life, and if it is known, it is not a hole card. Therefore, whether Shen Cong was a fifth-order cultivator or a sixth-order cultivator, Gu Shun couldn't figure it out.

However, in terms of his attitude towards Shen Cong, Gu Shun is different from before, and now he is a real peer, especially when he sees the extra Qiankun bags on Shen Cong's waist, this attitude becomes more and more obvious. The cultivation world is such a reality, as long as you have strength, you can get the respect of others, if you don't have strength, then please respect yourself, some whirlpool troubles and other things, don't get contaminated, otherwise you will die in the end, and don't ask why.

After flying for a while, it was determined that there would be no strong people chasing after them, and everyone got off the flying boat. Taming a few demon beasts in the jungle as a walking tool, it is easy to tame such a low-level demon beast, you don't need to have advanced skills, you just need enough strength.

The level of demon beasts is low, and their intelligence is not high, but they know how to avoid harm, so they threaten with their lives, and just let them do some coolies, these monsters naturally have to obey obediently.

The distance from Luoyu City is getting closer and closer, and Shen Cong's mentality is constantly changing. When night fell, the bonfire burned, and Shen Cong's face flickered, and Shen Cong, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes. As he approached Luoyu City, Shen Cong actually had a feeling that he couldn't settle down.

This is naturally just an illusion, and there is naturally no problem with entering the meditation, but Shen Cong can understand that his mood is fluctuating, and the kind of hatred that has been suppressed for a long time is slowly emerging, and Shen Cong tries not to think about it on weekdays, but now he can't stop it.

Shen Cong sighed softly, this is the shackles of fate that cannot be escaped, and Shen Cong can't escape it. A real warrior dares to face the bleak life, this sentence somehow appeared in Shen Cong's mind.