In the wasteland, sometimes there are not so many rules to talk about.

Worldly cultivation is inherently a big fist that makes sense.

Jingyuan Trading House felt that its fists were hard enough to break the rules of the wasteland.

The Scattered Cultivation Alliance in the wasteland can naturally find their trouble.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Li shook his head indifferently.

When he came to the wasteland, he was really not afraid of breaking the rules.

Xu Zhaonian nodded and went to arrange the change of price.

After a while, cheers rang from all over the station.

For casual cultivation, especially low-level casual cultivation, even one or two spirit stones are good.

After all, for them, a few spirit stones might have to be accumulated in a year.

When the caravan set off again, there were more cultivators following behind.

The vast team seemed to be noisy.

"It's just a rabble." On the hill in the distance, a group of majestic people in cyan robes stood there, and the person at the head snorted coldly.

These people have extraordinary bearing, at least more than half of them are foundation building realms, and the qi and blood power of the leading few people may have reached the peak of foundation building.

"If I don't follow the rules of the Wutu Alliance, then don't blame us for making a move." The other big man drank coldly, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

Such a caravan, if it can be eaten, I am afraid that it will be tens or hundreds of years without worry.

"This Zhang Li is a disciple of Yue Teng Zhenren on the Chaotic Star Sea, if we move him, will it cause trouble?" An old man with a goat's beard turned his head, a flash of worry on his face.

In the entire Luo Wuzhou, plus the imprisoned Ao Ju, there are only six Yuan Infant overhauls.

Each of them has unimaginable power.

No one wants to offend such a strong person.

"It's okay, the Chaotic Star Sea can't control the wasteland." The leading man seemed to have planned for a long time, and said with a sneer.

"When these guys are dealt with, we will leave the wasteland and find a random place to establish a sect."

"The sea of chaotic stars is so far away, what can they find?"

The big man smiled.

The others looked at each other with a look of interest.

Who doesn't want to make a windfall?

In the past, there were fewer such things as interception and killing in the wasteland?

"Elder Luo Jiachen is a member of the Wind and Grass Alliance, so I'm afraid that he will ......" The old man with the goatee was still a little worried.

"Lao He, looking ahead and looking backwards, how can you achieve great things?" The leader was already impatient, raised his hand and waved, and then his figure disappeared in place.

The others followed quickly.

The old man surnamed He shook his head, and with hesitation on his face, he also followed.

Everyone crossed a mountain, and several young men in black armor were there, and in front of them were a few young wolves that were no more than a foot long.

These little wolves are dying.

"Elder Qi, Deacon Wu, let's go to the Wind Wolf's lair and capture these little wolves."

"Now the Wind Wolf is searching everywhere."

With a smile on his face, the leading young man stretched out his hand to the little wolves.

Wind wolf, the overlord of the wasteland, the strength of a single individual may not be high, but it can gather and move, roaring like a cloud, then it is not a game.

When tens of thousands of wind wolves gathered, the rising demonic qi covered the sky and the sun, and it could be sensed thousands of miles away.

The powerful Wind Wolf can also have the combat power of foundation building, as long as it is surrounded and killed, the Jindan Realm may die.

In the wasteland, the Wind Wolf is one of the greatest enemies of all cultivators.

There are several other strong enemies, although they are also terrifying, but they do not have the number of wind wolves.

"When they camp, quietly send this wind wolf over." Elder Qi, who was in the lead, reached out and touched the little wolf of the Wind Wolf, and chuckled lightly under his grinning expression.

Everyone else laughed, with a look of relief on their faces.

Just wait for the harvest.

……

Half a day later, at sunset.

On the edge of a small lake, nearly 100,000 cultivators gathered, and the bustling night market exuded the hustle and bustle of the mortal world.

Cultivators, aren't they also human beings?

In a big tent, Luo Jiachen, Xue Lin, Xu Zhaonian and several caravan guards were all there.

On the long table in front of them, the bodies of seven or eight dead wind wolves were already stiff.

"Wind wolves, these little wolves are here, I think the wind wolves will be here soon."

Luo Jiachen said in a deep voice with a hint of depression on his face.

"Young master, we can go first overnight." Xue Lin lowered his voice and looked around.

"They are trying to calculate us, we are leaving, and there can be no big deal with those scattered cultivators."

He was telling the truth, and he had a point.

As long as their own people are gone, the calculating ones will be in vain.

Everyone else nodded, Luo Jiachen shook his head and lowered his voice: "Originally, we could have left these little wolves directly, or thrown them into the lake." ”

"But there are so many scattered cultivators, once the wind and wolf come, it will inevitably be a big chaos."

No matter what you do, those loose practices will be messed up.

This is Yangmou.

If you save Sanxiu, you have to face the wind wolf.

If you don't save it, all the reputation you built before will be ruined.

The key is that there are so many scattered cultivations, a plate of loose sand, how to save it?

There's no way to save it.

He knew that it was impossible for Zhang Li to leave behind his scattered cultivation.

After gathering so many scattered cultivations, it is necessary to rely on the power of these scattered cultivations in the future, and it is impossible for Zhang Li to be willing to give up.

"Actually, it's not that hard to deal with this."

Zhang Li stood up with a hint of calm on his face.

On his body, a faint sword path artistic conception floated.

"Scattered cultivation in the wasteland has always been a habit of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil."

"They thought we couldn't deal with it, and they thought about it with the mindset of a wasteland retreat."

On Zhang Li's body, the sword light that rushed into the sky rose, making it impossible for people to look directly.

He stepped out, and the long sword in his hand appeared, revealing the cold and dazzling.

Flying up, he was already in mid-air.

"Elder Luo, the camp is handed over to you, and no one will be injured before sunrise."

Zhang Li's voice sounded, and it could be heard for hundreds of miles.

This shout made everyone turn their heads.

"That's Zhang Shao's shopkeeper."

"Is that sword intent? Why can't I look directly at it from such a distance? ”

"What does this mean, who is Zhang Shao's shopkeeper going to fight with?"

Looking at Zhang Li with the long sword floating in the air, many people whispered in confusion.

For the Qi Refiners under the foundation, they couldn't sense the restlessness in the void at all.

Only by building the foundation realm can we feel the slightest wrongness.

"Zhang Mou has heard the name of the wasteland wind wolf for a long time, and I am fortunate to fight today, hurry-"

Zhang Li's voice sounded again, and then the person was in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand had already slashed towards the big lake behind him.

This sword carried a brilliant icy light, and the sword light condensed a hundred zhang phantom, and when the sword fell, it was frozen for thousands of zhang.

After the three swords, the entire lake was illuminated.

The icy intent collided with the restless aura, and behind the distant mountains, a huge wind wolf phantom appeared.

"Tempest Wolf—"

"How many Wind Wolves is that?"

"Oh my God, how can there be a wind wolf?"

Those scattered cultivators who were originally curious suddenly panicked.

Being in the wasteland, they know more about the Wind Wolves.

These wolves living in packs, when they go out collectively, they are Jindan overhauls to retreat.

"Zhang Shao's shopkeeper wants to face the wind wolf in order to protect our ......," an old man whispered with a complicated face.

None of you are stupid.

Especially just now, Zhang Li has made it clear that he asked Luo Jiachen to protect the camp, and before sunrise, there must be no damage.

What a responsibility!

"Boom-"

The sword light collided with the giant wolf phantom in front of him, and then turned into a roar.

At this moment, countless wolf shadows and countless wolf eyes flashing like stars appeared on the hill.

Zhang Li's figure with a long sword in his hand had already flown out of the big lake and rushed to the hill in front of him.

Countless cyan lotus flowers emerged from around him.

The sharp sword light caused turmoil in the surrounding world.

This is, sword intent!

There are few sword cultivators on Luo Wuzhou, and there are only a handful of people who can cultivate sword intent.

Luo Wuzhou also has a saying that the sword cultivator is invincible at the same level, but there are very few people who can really see this scene.

Today, the 100,000 cultivators in this wasteland have finally seen such a method for the first time.

"That's sword intent."

Watching the lotus flowers explode and turn into shining sword light and scatter, someone whispered softly.

"With such a sword intent, who can resist it?"

"The cultivation power of this Zhang Shao's shopkeeper is probably not as simple as fifty on the elite list."

The sword light flew away, and the wolves whimpered and retreated.

No wolf dared to face Zhang Li's sword light.

Originally, relying on the siege, the wasteland wind wolf that could only retreat in the Jindan Realm was defeated step by step in front of thousands of lotus flowers at this time.

"Roar—"

A wolf roar was heard.

A cyan giant wolf flew towards Zhang Li and crashed into a cyan lotus.

The giant wolf cultivated to at least five layers or more, and with the help of the power of the clan, its combat power was not much weaker than that of the Jindan Realm.

This ten-zhang figure attracts the turbulent appearance of demonic energy, which makes people dare not look directly.

"Zhang Shao's shopkeeper can't do it......"

"This should be one of the wolf kings of the wasteland, right?"

"The Wind Wolf is the overlord of the wasteland, and it cannot be provoked."

These casual cultivators living in the wasteland have a natural fear of such kings in the wasteland.

It's a fear that's been accumulating over countless years.

Everyone stared as they watched as the powerful cyan wolf shadow collided with the lotus flower.

"Boom-"

The sword light shattered.

The cyan petals turned into patches of dark sword light, enveloping the wolf's shadow and shattering it.

Blood flies.

A wolf king with the combat power of the foundation realm just like this, his body was like a rag, flying and falling on the wasteland below.

Blood flowed, causing the wolves, who had some thoughts of resistance, to flee in all directions.

It turns out that the wind wolf is also bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

Tens of thousands of Wind Wolves turned their heads and fled into the depths of the wasteland.

Zhang Li stood in the air with one person and one sword.

This is sword cultivation.

Never afraid of group battles.

However, at this time, Zhang Li did not turn around, but stood still, and his breath converged.

The sword in Zhang Li's hand slowly raised.

"Good sword cultivation."

In the distance, a voice sounded, like rolling clouds and thunder.

With this roar, countless scattered cultivation bodies fell to the ground.

"Tiger Zhentang!" Luo Jiachen's complexion changed rapidly, and the golden pill halo above his head was staggered.

"It's Hu Zhentang, the overlord of the wasteland."

"The owner of Huyuan Village, half demon and half human, Jindan overhaul."

The scattered cultivators by the lakes were all solemn.

If the Wind Wolf is the overlord of the wasteland, then Huyuanzhai is the top existence among the overlords.

Hu Zhentang, the owner of Huyuan Village, has the bloodline of the Wasteland Shaking Tiger, and the power of the demon clan is turned into his own strength, and the sixth-layer realm of Jindan can even fight on the eighth layer of Jindan.

In the case of Yuan Ying's departure, this Huyuan Village owner is already the strongest person in the wasteland.

"The rules of Huyuan Village, half of the meeting."

A big man in a golden robe, who was too tall and full of golden tiger stripes, held a plate axe like a door panel in his hand, and galloped over.

Each step is ten zhang, and then it roars and vibrates, and when you step on it, it is a one-zhang square earth pit that explodes.

The big man had gray hair, buttoned with a golden crown, and his face was full of madness.

Separated from Zhang Li's figure, a manic aura turned into a demonic light with teeth and claws, pressing towards Zhang Li.

"Boom-"

The frozen lake behind Zhang Li was pressed down by this demonic light and shattered in an instant.

Countless fragments of scattered streamers exploded.

"Huyuan Village." Zhang Li pointed forward with the sword in his hand.

"Yes, Huyuan Village." The big man grinned, looked at Zhang Li, and licked his lips gently.

A tyrannical aura began to converge on him.

"I think you can get seventy percent of your money."

"You caravan, really special mother to make money."

In the distance, figures rushed towards them.

They were all dressed in black armor, and under their crotches were black tigers.

The total number of Black Tiger Guards in Huyuan Village is less than three hundred, but it can drive away tens of thousands of wind wolves to escape.

There are three hundred Black Tiger Guards, each of whom must have at least eight levels of Qi cultivation and cultivation.

These black tiger guards all grew up in the tiger source village, and ate and lived with those black tigers.

When attacking, the Black Tiger Guard will not be separated from the Black Tiger under his crotch unless he dies.

"This is the Black Tiger Guard." Luo Jiachen's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Three hundred Black Tiger Guards, dare to attack the 100,000 scattered cultivators here." ”

On his side, Xu Zhaonian's expression was also a little gloomy.

He was born in a big force, and he stayed on Yunlan Mountain for a long time, so he could naturally see the strength of the Black Tiger Guard.

If the Black Tiger Guard is used properly, I am afraid that it can defeat ten thousand armies.

"Black Tiger Guard, that's good."

Zhang Li's gaze fell on the Black Tiger Guard in the distance, and then looked at the big man in front of him.

"Actually, I think we can work together."

Zhang Li whispered.

"Cooperation?" Hu Zhentang laughed, raised the plate axe in his hand, and pointed at Zhang Li: "Then let me see your sincerity first." ”

Look at sincerity?

What counts as sincerity?

With the means and strength of Hu Zhentang and Black Tiger Guard, how much wealth can be considered sincerity?

Hu Zhentang clearly did not show sincerity.

"Okay, then I'll show you my sincerity." Zhang Li whispered in his mouth.

The moment the words fell, a phantom appeared beside him.

Incarnation.

The avatar flashed and disappeared in place.

Reappeared, and the avatar fell before the three hundred Black Tiger Guards.

"Kill—"

With a low shout, the golden demon dragon elephant appeared.

With the power of the Demon Dragon Elephant, the incarnation has Zhang Li's eighty percent combat power, and when he punches out, it is a golden doorway, blocking the Black Tiger Guard.

Blocking the Black Tiger Guard over there, Zhang Li on this side has already stabbed out with a sword.

With the power of one person, he fought the Black Tiger Guard and Hu Zhentang alone!

That's sincerity.

In the cultivation world, the greatest sincerity comes from one's own combat strength.

Without combat power, you have no sincerity.

Hu Zhentang laughed, and the plate axe in his hand slammed into the long sword.

It was only when he raised his axe that he saw thunder in front of him.

Zhang Li slapped it out with one palm, and thousands of golden thunder beads wrapped Hu Zhentang.

"I'm curious, are you a human, or a demon, or, a demon?"

(End of chapter)