In the northern part of the Great Frontier, the Principality of Zhuwu is not famous in the principality under the name of the Great Qiansheng Dynasty, and the southwest road of Bian Zhou, the southeast of Xiongcheng, is a poor and remote land, a place where the soldiers are in chaos, the people are fierce, the warriors are even more vulgar, and the monsters often haunt.

Fireworks in March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the fragrance of flowers all over the mountains blows to the "Mountain Eagle Town", passing through the only two streets, blowing through the bodies of a large number of wandering warriors, dart masters and hideous men, and it becomes a strong smell of sweat and feet.

"Blind open guest village" is a newly opened guest village, the locust wood signboard is crooked, the four-character dragon flying phoenix dances, there is a yellow dog and three beggars lying in front of the gate, everything seems so casual.

"Within a radius of 100 miles, Lao Tzu can kill whoever he wants, who dares to provoke me, I don't want to live? Han Wu's grandson will happen sooner or later! ”

A tyrant in the town, who has a dart game and two gambling houses, has connections in the government and the army, and is also a terrible Yangshi master, Ma Sanye, who has at least thirty lives in his hands, strode over with a group of wolf-like men, slapped three beggars with his hands, bypassed the little yellow dog and entered the guest village, found a table to sit down, and slapped the table case heavily: "Ten catties of burning knives, thirty catties of cooked beef, be fast!"

"Great!"

The shopkeeper slipped into the back kitchen, quickly came out with food and wine, and put it down respectfully, "Master Ma, please use it slowly!" ”

Ma Sanye grabbed the beef and tasted it, spit it out, and said angrily: "Why is it a little sassy today, the fuck doesn't want to live?"

The shopkeeper, who hadn't gone far yet, turned pale with fright and stammered: "Master Ma, Master Ma ......"

"If you don't want to eat, get out of here, give you face, dog thing!"

On the recliner behind the counter, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.

Ma Sanye's face changed, his eyes were full of fear, and then he smiled with a chrysanthemum smile: "Oops! Xin Ye is here today? Isn't the little one afraid of smashing your old man's signboard? This can't be, I don't allow it! ”

The voice behind the counter said, "That piece of beef, Lao Tzu marinated!"

Ma Sanye's face changed again, he clapped his hands heavily, and said chiseledly: "I see, I'll just say, where is this, it's a good taste like dragon meat in the sky, look at my broken mouth!"

"Puff" knelt down, ate the meat residue that had just been spit out little by little, and burst into tears while eating: "Xin Ye's marinated meat is delicious, and he won't change it for an emperor!"

Saying that, he got up and ran to the counter, nodded his waist, took out dozens of taels of gold and put it down, and said with a numb face: "Master Xin, protection money, don't you just look down on the small, and my daughter is fifteen years old, and she has a flower and moon appearance, I will send it to you tonight, don't look down on the small one!"

A tyrant in the town, who wants to kill whomever he wants, is so mixed that he has to pay protection money, and the diners and subordinates around the key are not surprised at all, and even their faces are full of envy and jealousy.

What an honor it is to be able to say a word to Xin Ye!

Xin Zhuo at the counter sat up, accepted the gold, and said casually: "If you want the gold, the girl will be free, it's greasy!"

Ma Sanye looked disappointed, and didn't dare to show it too much, so he ran back and tasted the beef seriously, like a fairy.

Xin Zhuo was bored and lay back down.

It's been three months since they came out of the Qihuang Forbidden Land, the old ghost master and they have no news, Gongsun Li has already gone out to investigate, and this 100,000 miles in northern Xinjiang is a mess, the reason is very simple, the "catastrophe of all races" is coming, the catastrophe of the human race, and the news that no one can be spared is very loud, and the big sects, small sects and even the holy land cave are frantically searching for resources.

Resources are limited, so naturally they have to fight, and if they fight, they have to kill.

It's true that no one pays attention to what the hell Xin Zhuo is here.

There are still a little more than two years before the Saint Lin Yuan of the Floating Tu Mountain in the Sky Sea.

He stretched out his hand, and a trace of the aura of the quasi-holy eight gates appeared in his fingertips.

That's right! That day, he smashed the Qihuang Forbidden Land, collected a lot of luck, and broke another door in three months.

But the ninth and tenth gates are as solid as a rock, and the luck, true qi and martial rhyme stones are massive, and he asked Gongsun Li that his needs were ten times that of her.

He's tried to sacrifice spirits everywhere, I'm sorry, Mochizuki Well can't look down on it, where are there so many opportunities to sacrifice to your spirits?

For today's plan, there is only one way: to destroy the sect, destroy the large and small sects or major forces, although it is a little cruel.

This ghost town, he completely sacrificed his spirit and luck on the first day he arrived, but unfortunately there were few and a few of them, and the bullies in these towns were cleaned up and obeyed.

At this moment, his ears moved, his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at a woman's boudoir on the second floor.

I saw Gongsun Li sitting cross-legged for a long time, drinking tea, dressed in green clothes, with a graceful posture and a handsome face, not at all like a terrifying saint who has lived for hundreds of years!

"Senior sister is back? How is it? ”

Xin Zhuo sat aside, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

Gongsun Li frowned slightly: "There is no news, but several of the master's best friends seem to have been born, but unfortunately there is no movement!"

Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment and said, "Have the disciples on the mountain ever asked?"

Gongsun Li said: "I went to Daqian and met King Jing Ji Bixuan, he didn't know that he met a ...... on the way A quasi-saint girl named Jiang Nuying, she said she knew Ling and called you uncle! ”

Xin Zhuo's heart moved, and he asked, "What did she say?"

Gongsun Li said: "She was in the Evil Dragon Yuan at the time, she was injured, I treated it casually, she asked me if I was a person from the Qihuang Medical Sect, and then asked about you." He also said that the family intends to let you go back, and will give you the treatment of a son-in-law, and all resources are up to you! ”

As he spoke, he looked closely at Xin Zhuo's face.

Xin Zhuo smiled indifferently: "What I'm asking is, does she have any news of her master?"

Gongsun Li breathed a sigh of relief: "The girls are only juniors, where do you know?"

Xin Zhuo said again: "When you come back, is there anyone behind you?"

Gongsun Li said: "Senior sister is a saint cultivator, and she has traveled seven thousand miles, where is there anyone?"

Xin Zhuo nodded, his fingers tapping on the table.

"Seeing that the Trapping Sea Futu Mountain is approaching, the eight gates of the junior disciple quasi-saint have been broken, and there are still two gates, what are you going to do?" Gongsun Li asked.

"I've got my own plans." Xin Zhuo said: "There is Senior Sister Lao waiting in the guest village!"

"When are you leaving?"

"Let's do it for a few days!"

……

In spring, the temperature is moderate and the sun is just right, which makes people can't help but feel sleepy.

Xin Zhuo was lying behind the counter, squinting his eyes, and the table in front of him was full of words, such as "Ghost Gate Sect", "Open Heaven Holy Sect", "Huangquan Sect", "Great Buddha Temple" and so on.

The focus is on drawing a circle on the "Huangquan Sect".

That's right, this ghost super sect, who chased and killed himself at the beginning, was actually in this northern Xinjiang.

Well, it can be destroyed!

There are a lot of diners in the restaurant at this time, but they are all quiet, and even if they pay, they are light-hearted, for fear of disturbing the people behind the counter.

At this moment, a pig-killing voice came from outside, crying: "Master Xin, help!" Master Xin, save me ......"

The third master staggered in, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his hair was messy, and he was embarrassed, and when he arrived at the counter, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Master Xin, the little one has always regarded you as his biological father, you may not be able to ignore the little one!"

"You're a master of the Yang Reality Realm!"

Xin Zhuo spoke slowly.

The martial artists in this world have different temperaments, some people are immortal, some are famous, some are greedy for money and lustful, and some people prefer earthly wealth, this has nothing to do with the realm, and the martial artist never cultivates the state of mind.

Ma Sanye belongs to the latter.

Ma Sanye immediately got up, full of martial arts masters: "Xin Ye is right, here's the thing...... The small rival Han Wu's Chunlan Yuan has a batch of good goods today, all of them are female cultivators from the earth fairy and the yin realm, all of them are good-looking, and the small ones are full of sincerity to learn one or two, and they fell in love with a girl named Yaya.

As a result, the girl said that she was a clear person, Han Wu happened to be present, and he invited a master from somewhere, and his strength was unfathomable, and he easily injured the little ......

Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, the small one is Xin Ye's person, this matter is ......"

Xin Zhuo scolded with a smile: "You fuck, it's clear that you didn't succeed in the Qing Dynasty, and you were beaten up!"

Ma Sanye's old face turned red: "This ......"

"But I like it."

Xin Zhuo stretched his waist, rolled up Ma Sanye, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in the most prosperous area of the town, in front of the gate of a large Qinglou with carved beams and paintings.

There was a burst of vocal music inside, the warblers sang and danced, the intoxicating aroma wafted out far away, and a group of girls upstairs, with the coldness of a warrior and the reserve of everyone's ladies on their faces, very ...... Attractive.

This reminded Xin Zhuo of the past when he first entered Fufeng City in Fulong Mountain, and the "little fairies" in this world were very good at playing flowers, waving their sleeves and saying, "Walk!"

"Master Xin, please!" Ma Sanye's waist is straight, and he leads the way in front.

Entering the Qinglou, the hall was full of splendor, rough warriors sat and drank together, girls with slender waists flew like birds, and a large group of girls with bare breasts in the main hall danced blood-pumping dances.

Ma Sanye pointed to the "art platform" on the second floor, a woman with a graceful posture, a veil, and picturesque eyebrows: "She is Yaya girl!"

"Not bad!"

Xin Zhuo chuckled, flashed to the woman's side, hugged the girl, sat aside, lifted the woman's veil, and hooked her chin: "Cut your throat today, and no one will save you!"

This girl's cultivation in the Yin Void Realm, but when she was caught off guard, she was also terrified, screamed, and then a terrifying extreme yin qi just erupted, and then dissipated, her body softened by half, and her face couldn't help but turn pale.

"Hahaha......" Ma Sanye below looked up to the sky and laughed, "As soon as Xin Ye made a move, he knew if there was one, and sure enough!" ”

The entire Qinglou was in chaos in an instant.

"Ma Laosan, you evil obstacle!"

In a private room in the depths, more than a dozen people flashed out, and the two leaders were in their forties, with three long beards and a righteous body, who was Han Wu, the powerful man in the town.

The other person was a young man, with a hat, with a long posture and a calm breath, as if there was a lifeless puppet man beside him.

Ma Sanye was not afraid at all at the moment: "What can you do with me?"

Han Wu's face was angry, but his eyes glanced at Xin Zhuo on the second floor, and he saluted: "Master Xin, why ...... this?"

Xin Zhuo played with the woman's beautiful face while looking down: "Why bother? I want this woman! ”

Han Wu's face showed bitterness, and he looked at the young man with a hat beside him: "Uncle, this matter ......"

The young man wearing a hat also looked at the second floor and said softly: "Miss Yaya is my red face, she has always been a performer and not a person, please ...... Lord, raise your noble hand! ”

Xin Zhuo chuckled: "If I don't lift it, what can you do to me?"

The young man with the hat didn't speak anymore, but just took a step forward, and the puppet behind him also took a step forward!

Who would have expected that at this moment, the Yaya girl on the second floor looked at Xin Zhuo's handsome face, white as a woman's skin, and even the exhaled breath was sweet, what kind of cultivation is this, I heard that the saint is sweet, and close contact, knowing that this person's strength is terrible, if the wicked people in the world are like this, how can there be wicked people in the world? It makes people's hearts happy.

couldn't help but say softly: "If Master Xin likes the posture of the slave family, the slave family is willing to serve the left and right and offer Yuan Yin!"

It's all quiet, it's really ......

Xin Zhuo's train of thought was also disrupted all of a sudden!

At this moment, the young man and the puppet wearing a hat, one left and one right, came quickly, and said in a deep voice: "Die!"

The breath of the Lingtai entering the ruins, the idea of the Lingtai, and the breath of Yin and Death went straight to Xin Zhuo.

The next moment!

"Bang! Bang! ”

Even people with puppets, the large-character fell down, how domineering it was when it came, and how terrifying it was when it fell.

The entire Qinglou was quiet again, and Wushuang's eyes looked dead, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Watch him fly, watch him fall to the ground!

Ma Sanye and Han Wu were dumbfounded, their scalps exploded, and the spiritual platform was in ruins, so vulnerable, what kind of character is this Xin Ye?

And that Yaya girl, at first, was startled, and then her eyes were like water waves, stopping Xin Zhuo's neck, and she seemed to be unwilling to let go anymore.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the young man with the puppet downstairs walked out of the Qinglou with a "whoosh", and then disappeared into the wilderness outside the town in a flash, with an amazing talent for escaping.

Xin Zhuo also flashed and disappeared without a trace, and when he reappeared, he was also in the wilderness, looked at the back of the young man who had fled, and said coldly: "Disciple of Huangquan Sect, just use you to help me become a saint, and if I fall into the empty sea, I will become a saint!"

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, brothers!!!!

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