Yang Ling was full of curiosity about He Qianwu's method of getting out of the city, because he knew that there must be many secrets involved in it.

And He Qianwu did not hide it at all, and told everything he knew.

Most of the people in Tongtian City don't know anything outside the city, they don't know that there are still a large number of living people outside the city, and they don't know that there are always secret contacts inside and outside the city.

Connecting the inside and outside of the city are some chambers of commerce and big families, as well as some big forces outside the city, and they trade with each other every once in a while.

If you want to participate in the transaction, you must have a warrant, but it is not easy to obtain a warrant, and you need to go through fierce competition. And the He family also got a little trading right because they were attached to a big family, but they could only trade ordinary items.

He Qianwu had the opportunity to get out of the city because he knew a young man from a trading party outside the city, but his luck was really bad, and he was ambushed not long after leaving the city.

Except for the noble brother who escaped, everyone else in his convoy was captured and sold as sinners to the Black Cliff Mansion, and finally sent to the Long Plains Mining District as a mining slave.

And the sinners in the mouths of people outside the city are not all sinners, some of them are members of the declining families in Tongtian City, they were captured by rival families and sold to some forces outside the city, of course, these sinners also include some extremely vicious people, and some innocent ordinary people.

In short, there have always been secret contacts inside and outside the city, and they communicate with each other, but because the news is tightly sealed, most people don't know about it.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and many mysteries in their hearts were solved one by one.

"Yaoyao is steady, I'm not sure she won't go out of the city, I think she may have met people outside the city, right?" Yang Ling guessed, and he became more and more worried about He Shuyao's situation.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar sounded in the distance, and the sound was shocking to the sky.

Looking up, there are golden-eyed eagles hovering in the sky, and there are also feathered cranes soaring, their huge bodies can cover the sky and the sun after stretching their wings.

Several of them all felt the depression and tension in the air, Yang Ling frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Brother Hu, you go and meet Feng Siyu first." I went out to see what was going on, and it felt like someone was going to attack the Long Plains mines. ”

Hu Chao and the others knew that Yang Lingyi was bold, and after a few words, they left quickly.

Yang Ling stood on a hill, he looked up, there was a sculpture and a crane in the air, and one person stood on each of their broad and thick backs.

The two of them both have crane hair and childish faces, fairy wind bones, like the legendary old fairy.

They all have divine power to protect their bodies, and the dazzling light shoots out from their bodies, making people dare not look directly.

The wind howled in the air, but it could not lift a single beard from them.

Yang Ling half-squinted, and the true power permeated his eyes, protecting his eyes from the bright light.

I saw that the man who was riding the eagle was carrying a long sword, his big sleeves fluttered, his expression was solemn, and he shouted to the person opposite: "Old monster Wang, are you going to tear your face in Heming Valley?"

The man who rode the crane was named Wang Zhong, a powerful spiritual cultivator, who held great power in the Crane Ming Valley and was a pillar of support.

Wang Zhong just laughed and said mockingly: "Feng Shui takes turns, the Changyuan Plain is already tired of your black cliffs, don't you hear that this heaven and earth have been calling us Heming Valley? I advise you to withdraw from this place as soon as possible, otherwise you will be killed!"

Hearing this, the Black Cliff Keqing smiled coldly and roared: "Do you really think that the Lord of the Hong Mansion does not know that you have raided the Long Plain? In your Heming Valley is full of dead soldiers of the Black Cliff, the Lord of the Hong Mansion must have already received the news, I am afraid that it is behind you, but I pity you still don't know it! I advise you to retreat quickly, otherwise you will only end up with a place without a place to be buried!"

The two faced each other-for-tat, approaching quickly, only to see Wang Zhong holding a spear in his hand, old and strong, and a powerful momentum erupted from his body, and the frightened opponent's golden-eyed eagle screamed in horror, and he was about to flee without a fight.

Fortunately, the black cliff guest was appeased in time, otherwise he would definitely be laughed at, but in this secret contest, it was seen which of the two sides was stronger and which was weaker.

Wang Zhong laughed loudly, and the spear in his hand turned into a divine dragon and stabbed towards his opponent.

Black Cliff Keqing's face was fierce, he was the strongest person stationed here in Black Cliff, and he had to go all out, otherwise it would lead to unstable morale and defeat his own side.

He held the long sword in his hand, the blade of the sword had an aura lingering, the long sword swayed out, and pieces of snowflakes accompanied each other, and the snowflakes danced wildly and condensed into pure snow lotuses towards the divine dragon.

The two quickly collided, and the dragon chanted and scattered, leaving a lifetime of silence.

Wang Zhong's face was flushed, the spear was stabbing again and again, the space was already trembling, and countless streamers were shuttling wantonly, and the brilliant light was colorful, forming a world of light.

The corners of the black cliff Keqing's mouth spilled blood, he roared angrily, if the heaven and earth thundered, the long sword in his hand ruthlessly fell, and pieces of broken gold light sprinkled down, stabbing people's eyes painfully, the sky was reversed under the long sword, the sun and the moon were colorless, and the huge momentum made people throb.

Yang Ling watched from afar, and the two of them in the air made extraordinary shots, both of them were extremely powerful, and any one of them could easily kill him.

'Boom~'

There was another big collision between the two, and their protective divine light kept trembling, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Wang Zhong's spear swept across, and there was endless mist under the body of the spear, which looked extremely spectacular.

The long sword of the Black Cliff Keqing can break the sky, and he is surrounded by the glow of the sun, like the god of war in the mortal world, stabbing out mercilessly one sword after another, stirring up boundless wind and waves.

The two are-for-tat, you come and I fight inseparably, they both belong to the pillars of their respective forces, and they are powerful and boundless.

And on the ground, the armies of both sides are already fighting together.

Countless black-armored guards drew their swords and attacked, without stopping in one go, they were in unison, rushing towards each other like a torrent of iron armor.

And the guards of Heming Valley are all wearing white armor, and there is a sharp contrast between the two sides, and it is a visual feast from a distance.

They approached rapidly, quickly intertwined, and in an instant countless human heads flew up and landed, and countless pillars of blood gushed out like springs, this is a picture of blood, the picture scroll is engraved with anger, roaring, fearless, and a body falls, but it does not hinder the newcomers from moving forward.

They are already crazy, going forward and backwards, even if there are mountains of corpses in front of them, and a sea of blood flows.

"The iron halberd sinks into the sand, the rusty armor shrouds the corpse, I have no complaints or regrets!" a leader roared loudly, leading the guards to fight hard.

Yang Ling was already completely shocked by the scene in front of him, he felt that the qi and blood in his body were burning, and his body trembled and he couldn't help himself.

Elsewhere, dozens of spirit gatherers and spiritualists have engaged in a terrifying scuffle, each of them using their own magical powers to defeat their opponents.

Time was slowly passing, countless people had died, the ground was full of bones, and everything seemed so tragic and desolate.

The Valley of Crane Singing came prepared, and after a few hours they had gained the upper hand.

The black guards fell one by one, and even though they were unwilling, they were helpless.

In mid-air, the battle between Wang Zhong and the Black Cliff Keqing was about to end, and I saw that the light in the sky began to dim, and drops of blood were spilled down, both human and animal blood.

Wang Zhong's face was pale, his breath was weak, his white robe had been stained red with blood, and the white crane under his feet was also unstable and had been struggling, if it hadn't been for Wang Zhong who had been wrapping it with the True Yuan of the Protective Body, it would have already turned into a pile of minced meat.

And the black cliff Keqing was even more unbearable, one arm was pierced, and his body was full of wounds, he was no longer able to fight, and after killing a sword, he quickly fled with the golden eye eagle.

Wang Zhong didn't continue to chase either, because the battle of the trapped beasts was particularly terrifying, and in his current state, he couldn't parry the other party's dying resistance.

Just when Yang Ling was still unsatisfied with the big battle in the sky, two people were approaching him quickly.

These two people were both in the Gathering Spirit Realm, and they were full of majestic aura, and while they were fighting, they shifted their shapes and changed positions, and soon came to Yang Ling.

'Bang~'

The two of them fist to fist, palms to palms, blood churning all over their bodies, and they both hit the strongest blow.

In an instant, the sand and rocks flew here, the sky and the earth were dark, and the bloody wind was raging and the blood rain was falling.

One of them had his arm torn off, but he was still very tenacious, and the other palm was shining, as if grasping a bright star, and the light in his palm slammed outward layer after layer, gathering towards his opponent, trying to encircle and refine it.

The other person didn't dare to take it lightly, he strode forward, striking with both fists, the spiritual power up and down his body was like a sea, the brilliance outside his body was boiling, and he was powerful to pull out the coercion of the mountain and the world.

'Knock~'

The dull sound shook the earth, centered on the two people, the light and rain swayed, the aura was manic and boiling, and the surging energy raged in all directions.

Yang Ling was shocked, the small hill under his feet was crumbling in this impact, and countless boulders were shattered.

He really didn't expect that he could be harmed if he was far away from the main battlefield, as a passerby, he didn't want to be involved in such a daze, so he turned away decisively.

But the two who fought didn't give him a chance, in their eyes, Yang Ling was just a dispensable dead man.

The man with the broken arm was like thunder, shaped like electricity, and instantly came to Yang Ling's body, and he flew up, ready to kick Yang Ling as a human flesh sandbag to the opponent.

Yang Ling was furious, he didn't expect this person to be so ruthless, he scolded hatefully, "Dog, are you looking for death?"

The man with the broken arm was stunned for a moment, and his movements slowed down, he didn't expect this dispensable ant to dare to speak wildly.

At this moment, another person had already been killed, because Yang Ling was standing between these two people, which was really an eyesore, and the person who came was also fierce, ready to use the technique of fighting cattle across the mountain to kill the two people in front of him.

Yang Ling was really stunned, angry, his real strength soared, the silver rake teeth slipped into his hand, and suddenly stabbed towards the man with the broken arm in front of him.

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