The air waves were rolling, the dust was flying, and the sound of the fighting in the state pastoral mansion suddenly became quiet, and in front of the man dressed in white, there was a dark red blood mist slowly drifting away with the wind, and the wind blew through his robe, and the placket was fluttering, full of elegance and dusty atmosphere, warm and moist like jade. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Trembling, frightened, panicked, all the governors and others present were cold in their hands and feet, trembling all over, unable to move, is this still a human being? This is like a god and a demon.

"Martial Saint!"

Zhang Daoren's frightened voice resounded through the Prefecture Pastoral Mansion, and his face in the Qinggang Pagoda suddenly turned pale, he would definitely not be wrong. The qi and blood that is blazing like the sun, and the sound of Peng Bai's qi and blood flowing like a river, how terrible, Zhang Daoren's famous family is far more terrifying than ordinary people who know this kind of person.

"Senior, my Master Yue of the Five Mountains Divine Sect just came out of the customs a few days ago, if the seniors have time, the juniors can help you introduce them, just ask this to let me go, after all, for the seniors to come to this kind of cultivation, it is not a good thing to come into contact with too much cause and effect in the world. ”

Zhang Daoren was already in the late congenital stage, but he knew that he was not talented enough, and he could only stop here for the rest of his life, so he made up his mind to enter the world to help the dragon, and use this luck to enter the realm of half-immortals, but he never imagined to meet a martial saint. So I had to move out of the ancestor, Patriarch Yue achieved the position of a martial saint two hundred years ago, suppressing a generation, and thinking about it can make the martial saint in front of him more or less jealous.

At this time, Xuzhou Mu and the others, who were behind Zhang Daoren, had already had no blood on their faces, and when they saw Zhang Daoren speak, they relieved themselves and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Qi wanted to laugh a little, but now, the person in front of him actually wanted to use the reputation of his elders to make himself stop, his goal was to kill the state pastor, so that the Haotian Sect disciples, who had been lurking for more than ten years, would rise up and take Tiannan Prefecture, how could he stop at this moment.

And if Gao Qi is not mistaken, the assassin Zhang Yu is also from the Hengshan Sect, and he was sent by this Taoist before he came.

"Okay, as long as you ask the governor to lend me something. ”

Gao Qi smiled and walked slowly, dressed in white flawlessly, with a long sword hanging from his waist, like a scholar traveling, taking a leisurely walk, with a gentle temperament, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"I don't know what the seniors need, I must give it with both hands!"

"Whatever the seniors need, we must do our best to collect it for the seniors. ”

Zhang Daoren in the Qinggang Pagoda had a happy face and hurriedly spoke. And Xuzhou Mu, who was hiding behind Zhang Daoren, was even more excited and almost didn't choose to speak, and agreed to it.

"Lord Xu's head!"

Gao Qi was smiling, but the words he said made the two people present feel cold. A crisp and melodious sound of the long sword unsheathed resounded in the sky, and at the same time, a red light with a peerless sharp edge suddenly appeared in the air.

Bang!

The crimson sword slashed through the void and slashed down from mid-air, shining in all directions! After half a ring, the light in the sky disappeared, and after disappearing in the dazzling light, everyone's vision was restored.

"Zz"

Standing in front of everyone, several feet high is the Qinggang Pagoda began to crack from the spire, and countless mottled cracks were pervasive, and the Qinggang Pagoda was cut in half and shattered to the ground, and sitting in the middle was Zhang Daoren's eyes were distracted, looking at Gao Qi's figure, and suddenly, the whole person exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The heart of Xuzhou Mu Mei, which was hidden behind Zhang Daoren's tower, cracked, and red blood flowed out, and his eyes, which usually contained fine light, gradually dimmed, and bang! The whole person fell straight back.

In September of the 33rd year of Xianhua, the Haotian Sect in Tiannan Prefecture rebelled, and its leader was actually a world-famous champion. The speed of the uprising in Tiannan Prefecture was very fast, because of more than ten years of foreshadowing, in less than half a month, the entire Tiannan Prefecture fell into Gao Qi's pocket.

Coupled with more than half of the area of Zhongzhou, there are nearly two states controlled by the Haotian Sect, and the speed is terrifying.

At the same time, there were uprisings in various states in response to the Haotian Sect, and the world was in chaos.

The Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness!

In the middle of the holy land, there is a small village, there is a green willow planted at the door, the willow branches and leaves are luxuriant, hanging down like a tassel, there are snow-white tigers in the village who are drowsy, lying on their stomachs and making a muffled sound like thunder, this is the thunder sound of tigers and leopards, if there are mortals who practice it, it has the effect of refining the body and strengthening the muscles and bones.

At the entrance of the village, a mouse carried a little girl wearing a pink skirt and a cute bun with pink carvings and jade, leaving the girl's giggling laughter all the way.

The white tiger's eyes at the door matched, glanced at it, shook its head, and then continued to sleep.

The speed of this red-gold mouse is very amazing, and ordinary people's dynamic retinas can't capture its image at all, even if it is a martial artist in the realm of metamorphosis, they can only see a red-gold golden light pull out a straight line and quickly disappear into the sky.

"Giggles, little treasure quick!"

Little Flower Spirit rode a treasure hunting mouse, rushing to a mountain peak as black as ink, with a lot of grass, this mountain peak towered like a sharp arrow, straight into the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, and a huge palace was located, which was the Yong Demon Palace.

In less than a few dozen breaths, the treasure hunting rat had already carried the little flower spirit to the gate of the palace.

"Bang dang!"

The ancient and desolate temple door automatically opened, and at this moment in the center of the main hall, there was a faint demonic energy surging, a white-clothed snow, and the figure of a man who was as rich as jade sat in it, his expression was indifferent, and the breath on his body was noble and dusty, with a high sacredness.

However, when I saw Xiao Hualing appear, my eyes still flashed with doting.

"Father, father, this stone has been found!"

The treasure hunting mouse swooped up on Gao Qi's shoulder, chirping, and the mung bean's big eyes and eyebrows danced, looking very happy. It was the little flower spirit on the back of the treasure hunting mouse, holding a stone that was almost equal to her body, and at this moment the stone was held high, with her head tilted, her big eyes bent into the moon, revealing her snow-white teeth, waiting for her father's praise.

"This is? It's actually a spirit stone!"

At this time, Gao Qi couldn't help but be stunned, and took the spirit stone raised by Xiaohua Ling to observe it carefully, only to see that this spirit stone was no more than the size of a thumb, crystalline, milky white, like mutton fat white jade, but with a slight contact, he could feel the majestic and vast aura surging inside.

"No, the aura of the spirit stone is not so much, this is a level of spirit crystal that is even higher than the spirit stone!"

"Little Flower Spirit, hard work!"

In the previous year, for more than a year after moving the village here, the treasure hunting mouse could not be found, and Gao Qi also put his mind down, but he didn't expect to suddenly have an unexpected joy.

"There are a lot of them on that mountain, Xiaobao said that maybe the whole mountain is there!"

Xiao Hualing jumped off the treasure hunting mouse, hugged Gao Qi's neck and rubbed it: "Father, go and take a look." ”

"Okay! ”

Gao Qi touched Xiao Hualing's head, a little pleased. In this way, the formation problem of the Yong Demon Palace can be completely solved, and there is no longer a fear of demonic energy invading the underground dragon veins.