In a small valley somewhere in the Beaulieu Mountains, there was a ripple in the space.

Then a man and a woman walked out of it holding hands.

This man and woman are naturally Qin Ziling and Xiao Jing.

As soon as he walked out, Qin Ziling released a divine soul to probe the Quartet, and then quickly put the hidden beast bag containing the mantis and the bag containing the elixir into the corpse ring.

Xiao Jing saw that the bag in Qin Ziling's hand disappeared out of thin air, and he was no longer surprised.

Two hours later.

A luxury carriage drove out of Jinliao County and headed all the way to Fangli County.

The driver was two tower-like men.

There were a man and three women sitting in the car.

This luxury carriage is naturally the carriage of the Xiao family.

After Qin Ziling and Xiao Jing decided to participate in the hunting in the land of the dragon vein of Panyu Mountain, they made arrangements and asked Xia Yan and the others to wait for them in Jinliao County.

Qin Ziling leaned back against the soft pillow cushion and closed his eyes leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, his spirit was closely observing everything around him at this time, and his mind was thinking about this harvest and the next development plan.

Xiao Jing seemed to be thinking about something very important, without saying a word, and his expression was more serious.

Xia Yan and Yun Xiwu are both smart people who know what to ask and what not to ask.

Xiao Jing and Qin Ziling didn't speak, they both remained silent and didn't ask about the Dragon Vein Land.

However, Xia Yan and Yun Xiwu's expressions on their faces at this time were very relaxed. For the three days before that, they had been worried every day.

While there was silence in the carriage, only the sound of the carriage grinding against the ground outside rang out from time to time, but the rest of Qinghe County was quite restless.

At the foot of Pan Mover Mountain, in a makeshift house.

"Six, they actually hunted and killed six mantles, two more than the highest one in the past!" The bearded man from the Luo Sect said with a distressed face.

"Uncle Shi, do you want to investigate?" A man stepped forward and asked.

"Kill all the kills, what is there to investigate? Besides, this is the Great Qi Kingdom, what does it have to do with us who gets the Turn? The bearded man waved his hand and said.

Not far from the Pan Claw Mountain, a crane chirped suddenly sounded in the clouds.

A large crane with wings spread for more than ten meters rushed out of the sky and flew down to a meadow in the jungle.

The crane is snow-white, without a single miscellaneous hair, the top of the head is golden, the golden iron beak, the two claws are like copper hooks, and can penetrate the gold and stone.

The name of this crane is the golden-crowned crane, and it is a three-grade bird.

The golden-crowned crane fell, and jumped down the old road on its back.

The old man was short and stocky, kind and kind-eyed, and like all old men, his face was full of wrinkles and age spots, and if he hadn't ridden the golden crowned crane, he wouldn't have looked out of the ordinary.

"Master!" Lao Dao had just jumped off the Golden Crowned Crane, and someone from the jungle came out, carrying a hidden beast bag in his hand, and bowed slightly to him, it was Feng Ziluo, the contemporary sect leader of the Golden Sword Sect.

As for the other surviving disciples, they were naturally sent away by Feng Ziluo and acted separately.

Humpty and Fat Old Dao, that is, Jian Bailou's gaze glanced at the hidden beast bag in Feng Ziluo's hand, and his seemingly cloudy eyes reflected a sharp light like a sword, and the beard on his chin trembled.

"Excellent! Let's go! ”

"Yes, Master." Feng Ziluo answered, and jumped on the golden crowned crane with Jian Bailou.

A crane chirped and went straight into the sky.

The golden crowned crane spread its wings, incited again and again, rolled up a violent wind, and rushed into the sky with the master and apprentice of Jian Bailou, flying all the way in the direction of Jinjian Mountain.

However, the golden-crowned crane had not yet flown far, and there was a white spot in the distance, coming towards the golden-crowned crane like an arrow.

The white dot is constantly enlarged, and it is also a big crane.

This big crane is also snow-white, and when it stirs its wings, there are clouds and mist around it, and it looks like the legendary fairy crane crane.

However, the eyes of this big crane do not have much spirituality, and they obviously have not yet opened their minds and channels, so they are not considered spiritual cranes, but a three-grade exotic bird flying cloud crane.

Feiyun Crane sits on a white robe, wearing a star crown, holding a dust, childish face and crane hair, an old Taoist with a fairy wind and bones.

This old man saw the golden-crowned crane spread his wings and flew forward, and the dust in his hand flung forward, and suddenly, the clouds and mist in front of him rolled, like a rolling river in the air, blocking the way of the golden-crowned crane.

"I don't know what Elder Wen means?" Jian Bailou gently patted the Golden Crowned Crane's neck, and the Golden Crowned Crane levitated in the air to incite its wings.

"Hmph, I want to ask what your apprentice means? He actually killed my junior brother, Elder Shen Yan! Elder Wen said coldly.

"Since you have entered the land of the dragon vein, then life and death have their own destiny. Today, for the sake of your junior brother being killed, and your mood is inevitably sad and angry, I don't care about you, please go back. Jian Bailou said lightly.

"Jian Bailou, do you still think you are still the same Jian Bailou back then? You're just surviving! Today, you ask Feng Ziluo to go back to Biyun Sect with me and explain things clearly, otherwise ......" Elder Wen said with a proud face, with murderous intent on his body.

"How else?" Jian Bailou asked lightly, he was originally short and fat, looked kind, his face was full of wrinkles and age spots, and he looked no different from ordinary old people, but he suddenly became sharp, as if a sharp sword was out of its sheath and pierced into the sky.

"Otherwise, I won't give up!" Elder Wen looked at Jian Bailou, and a trace of cowardice flashed in the depths of his eyes, but immediately after, a touch of ruthlessness was revealed.

"You let Qingsong Lao'er tell me this! You're not qualified enough! Jian Bailou said, patting the golden crowned crane on the neck.

The golden-crowned crane let out a crane chirp and spread its wings and rushed to the sky above.

"Where to go!" Seeing this, Elder Wen's face changed slightly, and he shook the dust in his hand, and in an instant, thousands of silver filaments burst out of the air towards the master and apprentice of Jian Bailou, densely packed, like arrows in the sky.

Jian Bailou watched thousands of silver filaments break through the air, didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light shot out, turning into a golden flying sword.

As soon as the flying sword stirred in the air, a golden vortex appeared in the air, and thousands of silver filaments were sucked into it.

Jian Bailou pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the flying sword stirred again in the air.

Suddenly, thousands of golden cold rays appeared in the golden vortex.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of the broken strings of the guzheng sounded intensively.

Thousands of silver filaments were cut off by the golden cold rays.

A little bit of silver light rewinds.

Elder Wen rode back on the Flying Cloud Crane and retreated again and again, his ruddy face turned a little pale, and the dust silk thread in his hand hung down, and his luster was dim.

A golden light broke through the sky, like a golden rainbow piercing through the sky.

"You!" Seeing this, Elder Wen was angry and shocked, and hurriedly threw the dust into the air, and the silver filaments flickered, rolling up thick clouds and mist, covering Jin Hong.

Jin Hong rampaged in the clouds and mist, like a golden dragon in the sea.

The clouds and mist were surging and churning, Elder Wen's body was surging with true yuan, his face was becoming more and more pale, and the person sitting on the flying cloud crane was also staggering, as if he was about to fall down.

"Shhhh Bang.

Jin Hong broke through the clouds and shot towards Elder Wen.

Seeing this, Elder Wen finally showed a look of panic in his eyes, and as soon as he raised his hand, an ice crystal-like shield continued to expand in the air, trying to block the golden rainbow that came through the sky.

However, Jin Hong did not attack the ice crystal-like shield, but turned back in mid-air, turning into a small golden sword and falling back into the hand of Jian Bailou.

"Get out!" Putting away the flying sword, Jian Bailou looked at Elder Wen with his eyes like swords, and shouted coldly.

This time, Elder Wen didn't say anything, put away the dust, and rode away in an instant.

Not long after Elder Wen left, Jian Bailou's whole person grew old, and he no longer had the sky-high momentum of his sharp edge and sword in the sky.

There was a faint black aura on his face.

"Master!" Seeing this, Feng Ziluo looked worried.

"Don't worry, with the mantle you brought back this time, you can last for another five or six years for the teacher. It's just that five or six years is still too short for you! Jian Bailou waved his hand and said.

"Master, do you really have no hope of breaking through?" Feng Ziluo asked.

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Jian Bailou shook his head and said three difficult words in a row.

Feng Ziluo shut up and was silent when he heard this, and stopped asking.

As the sect master of the Golden Sword Sect and the great qi refiner of the True Yuan Realm, Feng Zi Luo knew that it was difficult to step into the Fa Yuan Realm, and he was nothing more than unwilling.

But Jian Bailou's three "difficult" words have clearly told him that he doesn't have to be lucky.

In silence, the golden-crowned crane spread its wings and flew towards the direction of Jinjian Mountain.

Qinghe County Town, outside the South Gate.

One by one, the soldiers wearing bright and shaking armor and the whole body were full of rage, standing upright with blades in their hands.

In the middle of the army, an old man with a white beard and a majestic figure rode on a clouded leopard horse.

To the left of the old man is a sturdy man with a short stature, who also rides a clouded leopard horse, and his thick palm presses a large hammer horizontally on the horse's back.

This big man is naturally none other than Cui Shanhe.

And the old man is none other than Cui Boming, the old lady of the Cui family.

In front of them, more than a dozen people blocked their way.

The leader is a man in brocade clothes who is close to the age of sixties, with a majestic bearing, and a strong body of qi and blood, which is not inferior to Long Xiaotian.

"Hou Yuehong, although the old man is old and bones, he is not dead! When it's your turn to get in the way of the old man, get out of the way! Cui Boming shouted at the man in brocade, his white beard and majestic momentum.

"Naturally, I don't dare to stand in the way of Old Man Cui, but Cui Shanhe killed my Hou family elder, but I have to leave an explanation." Hou Yuehong said in a deep voice.

"What's the statement? If your Hou family can't afford to play, don't send people into the land of the dragon vein. Since you want to play, then you will have your own destiny, and you will come to stop the road of the head of my Cui family afterwards, and you want to leave him behind, do you really think that my Cui family is easy to bully?

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Do you really think that the old man will not dare to order a fight with your Hou family? If that's the case, Hou Yuehong, do you think the Hou family can afford this consequence? Cui Boming said coldly.

As soon as Cui Boming's words fell, the armies on both sides behind him immediately roared in unison, holding their blades and pointing at Hou Yuehong and the others.

"You are bold, you dare to point your blade at Lord Hou!" The people around Hou Yuehong shouted angrily.

But the soldiers around Cui Boming were not moved at all.

Hou Yuehong's face was cloudy and changeable.

In the end, Hou Yuehong raised his hand, turned the horse's head, and led people away.

"Shanhe, you shouldn't have killed Hou Hu. The Hou family will definitely not give up on this matter! An old man on Cui Boming's right said with a gloomy and ugly face.

"Hmph, do you think that if Shanhe doesn't kill Hou Hu, the Hou family will let the Cui family go? Shanhe killed Hou Hu and got the mantle, at least Shanhe can go further in cultivation, and I can shield the Cui family from the wind and waves for a few more years! Cui Boming's face sank, and he reprimanded the old man on the right.

"That's what Uncle said!" The old man on the right changed his face slightly when he heard this, but he still bowed down quickly.

"Let's go!" Cui Boming glanced at the old man and sighed secretly in his heart.

Why didn't he understand the thoughts of these children of the Cui family?

Now that he, the old lady of the Cui family, is in town, the children of the Cui family still dare not have two hearts, and they can still be unanimous with the outside world.

In the army, the cronies and dead soldiers cultivated by his Cui family will not have two hearts.

But what about once he died? With Cui Shanhe's qualifications and strength, it is difficult to control the scene.

He has to be given at least ten years, maybe he can really grow up!

But will he last ten years?

"Time!" Cui Boming sighed secretly again in his heart, and raised his whip and jerked at the clouded leopard horse.

"Drive!"

Cui Boming took the lead and led everyone into the south gate with high momentum, as if he had returned from a victory.

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Qinghe County Town, the lobby of a martial arts hall.

This martial arts hall is a branch of the Kim Yeemon branch in Cheongha-gun.

An old man wearing a golden robe, a star crown on his head, a narrow and long face, protruding cheekbones, white hair, cold eyes, and a cold demeanor with no anger and self-authority, sat on the left side of the square table at the top.

The old man's face was extremely gloomy and ugly at this time, and a terrifying and powerful aura continued to emanate from him, giving people the feeling that a volcano was about to erupt at any time.

Below the old man stood a Transformation Martial Artist, and this Transformation Martial Artist didn't dare to gasp.