The Shuoyuan Mountains are part of the border between the two empires, and in addition to the Shuoyuan bandits here, they are famous for the red leaf maple that spreads over the mountains.

The climate here is suitable for the growth of maple trees, and there are maple trees with a thickness of one or two meters all over the mountains, and it is also a great scene when the mountains are red in autumn.

Dozens of people walked calmly in the maple forest, talking and laughing along the way.

"Boss, I heard that the second master led a team to the Sunset Forest to hunt for the soul ring for the three hungry wolf brothers, but failed to come back, have you heard?" One of them, a dusty woman, smiled.

"I heard that this time the big boss summoned the brothers for this matter, hehe!"

A man with a wide mouth and a broad nose and a strong figure explained to the brothers casually, without the slightest hint of sadness.

"It's good to die, boss, according to the rules of our Shuoyuan Alliance, the second master is gone, and the remaining five masters will be replaced in turn, and one of them will be vacant, each with his own ability, hehe~" An emaciated old man with a chicken feather fan, looking like a ruffian, explained to a few people beside him.

"Humph! Be careful! ”

The boss suddenly glared at a few people with displeasure on his face:

"The second boss has a high prestige among the brothers, and they all give me a little restraint, but for the vacant place, I am bound to win!

Let's go! It's just a few days before the conference starts! ”

Then a few younger brothers followed up with a burst of sycophants.

On top of a giant maple tree that several people passed by, the first one lay on the trunk of the tree, his eyes were slightly closed, listening to the words of the few people below, without the slightest reaction, as if he had fallen asleep.

The first has been here for more than half a month.

After many investigations, I learned that the Shuoyuan bandits should not be underestimated, in addition to the headquarters inside the Shuoyuan Mountain Range, there are thirty-two strongholds of all sizes outside.

For a team of more than a dozen people like the following, the first one has met no less than ten times during this time.

Roughly speaking, there are more than 200 people, and the one who can participate in the party is not a little minion, how can he also be a junior soul master.

In addition, there must be more people in the headquarters, and the overall strength of the Shuoyuan bandits surpasses that of many small sects.

I just don't know if the forces such as the Martial Spirit Hall and the Upper Three Sects know the situation here, if they know but let it go, it will be interesting!

First, I have been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to eliminate evil.

But do good deeds, don't ask about the future!

Sensing that the group had gone away, the first slowly fell from the tree and buried a piece of jade pendant with a pattern depicted under the tree.

The palm wind swept and the maple leaves fell all over the sky, covering the last traces, and the first seemed to be a faint ghost, floating among the mountains, waiting for the opportunity.

The sky was overcast, and the sound of horses' hooves echoed at the foot of the mountain.

More than 20 knights in heavy armor, galloping horses, uniform steps and compelling momentum did not look like a ranger.

"Phew~"

The leader reined in his horse and walked slowly, looking at the Shuoyuan Mountains in front of him, as if he was like a giant beast lying on the ground, waiting for everyone to step in with his mouth open, and there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Steward Jin, what's wrong?" One of the guards next to him asked.

Jin Youwei, who was dressed as a housekeeper and had gray hair, replied uncertainly: "I always feel restless, nothing will happen this time, right?" ”

The captain of the guard was relieved when he heard this, and smiled: "Within this radius of a hundred miles, our city lord and several leaders are the sky,

Coupled with the background of our city lord, after waiting for more than a month, the city lord became the son-in-law of Haotian Sect.

When the time comes, it will be the big boss, and you have to let us have a few points! ”

When Steward Jin heard this, he thought about it, too, who dared to touch them in this acre and three points of land, and put his heart at ease: "Go, release the horses in Sunset Valley, remove the armor, and let's go into the mountain!" ”

At the sound of an order, everyone picked up speed again and plunged headlong into the depths of the mountain range.

The clouds of the river are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

In the depths of the mountains, Shuoyuan is the base camp of bandits, flying peaks.

This peak is tall and precipitous, only one sheep intestine bird road can go up and down, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is a natural level.

At the top of the mountain, huge buildings stand everywhere, and the huge open-air platform in the middle is already full of tables and chairs, the most conspicuous is the top, seven huge stone thrones distributed in a fan-shaped shape.

Thirty-two small tea tables below were obviously prepared for the leaders of the various strongholds outside, and below were large round tables that were convenient for the people at the bottom to exchange feelings.

The first minion is dressed up, mixed in with the crowd, with a familiar temperament, and can chat with anyone.

Due to the large number of small groups, coupled with the first acting skills, they were not recognized, and no one would have thought that on such a day when everyone gathered, some people would come in and drink and sing with them.

Four strong men, a middle-aged woman sat at the top, looking condescendingly at the crowd below, and the seats marked five and seven were empty.

The big boss got up and let go of the momentum of his soul saint.

This person is thin, with mournful eyebrows, thin lips, and a hint of poison in the corners of his eyes, looking at the people who are gradually quieting down:

"The purpose of summoning you here should be clear, right? The second child was trapped in the Sunset Forest this time, and he was replaced in turn according to the usual routine, and then one was selected to gather the number of people, and the fifth child had something to do this time and sent someone to participate in this conference.

There is no more to say here, brothers, eat and drink well, after the meal, we will judge the level with fighting spirits, and decide who will sit in the seventh position of our Shuoyuan heroes! I salute my brothers! ”

"Good! I support the decision of the big boss! ”

"Win or lose by fighting spirit, fairness, cheers!"

Everyone below said anything, raised their glasses, and began to discuss who was the new Seven Masters.

"I think Qiu Siping of Pingyan Mountain should be able to be elected, he is a sixty-second level Soul Emperor!"

"What's that, that bloody cloth in Qiluo Valley is no worse than him!" Some of them retorted.

The first hand held the roast leg of lamb, and the other hand carried the wine jar, shuttling between the people, sometimes pouring wine for them, sometimes touting the crowd a few words, and inquiring about the news.

"Brother Mu, why didn't you say these five masters came? This is our far-reaching event! The first one made a puzzled look and kept sighing.

The man known as Brother Mu, with a horizontal face, a strong waist and a thick neck and a round head, is a man, where has he been touted?

Shrinking his head and looking around, he saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he whispered some gossip that he had found out for the first time.

First, the more I listened, the more solemn my face became, and I didn't think that there were big fish in it.

After the man finished speaking, he stretched out the wine bowl in front of the first and coughed, and the first hurriedly filled it for him with a smile, took a bite of the lamb shank and went to the next table.

After half a meal, he had almost made up the information on the thirty-two strongholds, counted the number of people, burped, and left the party hall under the pretext of urinating.

At the edge of the stone platform in the distance, the first person drank the last sip of wine, threw down the wine jar, and buried the last piece of jade carved with a formation pattern on the edge of the stone platform.

The wind slowly rose, driving the mist that drifted from nowhere, slowly surrounding the flying peak, and then spreading into the distance.

Countless earthy yellow gases emerged from the earth, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the interior of the mountain.

The secret passage in the belly of the mountain is blocked by dirt made of unknown gases.

The Nine Palaces Mystery Array and the Wutu Lock Yuan Array locked the four hundred and thirty-two people on the Flying Peak.

The people on the top of the mountain were still singing, hooking their shoulders and boasting together.

"That's not right! The fog is weird! The big boss slammed to his feet.

"Alert!" When the rest of the leaders heard this, they instantly shouted, and the sound spread all over the top of the mountain.

Some slightly drunk mountain bandits woke up in an instant, and they gathered towards their bosses on guard against each other, which can be seen how vigilant they are.

The big boss climbed to the top of the Juyi Hall behind him in a few steps, looked around, and found that the thick fog covered the mountains, and there was no end in sight.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said: "There has never been a big fog in Feixing Peak for decades, and this fog is too strange, don't mess with it first." ”

The big boss raised his breath and shouted: "I don't know which predecessor has come here, Xiao Yuan and a group of brothers are willing to serve the seniors!" ”

Three chants in a row, the sound resounded through the valley, causing bursts of echoes.

After a long time, there was no answer, and everyone was a little restless, and they possessed their martial spirits one after another, releasing their soul rings, preparing for the worst.

At this moment, there was a hollow sound of flute, and the beautiful melody drove everyone's senses and evolved beautiful things.

Even a group of murderers with blood on their hands can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Everyone seemed to have come to the sea, the sea was vast, there were no waves, and then one wave after another was pushed closer from afar.

Approaching and getting faster, the waves are surging, and the white waves are even the mountains.

With the rise and fall of Xiao Yin, the tide of evolution in everyone's hearts also kept rising and falling, and their own soul power began to swim around in their bodies under the drive of Xiao Yin.

The big boss Xiao Yuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, came back to his senses, didn't care about regulating his restless soul power, covered his ears, and hurriedly shouted:

"Don't listen to it, the sound of the flute is weird, don't listen to it!"

Even if everyone knew that Xiao Yin had a problem at this moment, they didn't have the slightest solution, their hearts were provoked, and their soul power was chaotic.

"Wow~ah~"

"I'm so uncomfortable~Click~"

"Bang~"

The first urged the soul power in the dark, and played the blue sea tide song with full attention, as if intoxicated with the fairy song, unable to extricate himself.

But for the people in the square, it was a magic sound, and even covering their ears could only weaken the slightest impact.

Even the two soul saints, the big master and the third master, were unstable at this time, and they could barely be distracted, looking at the dense fog in the distance vigilantly, secretly anxious.

Today I started to feel dizzy, feel cold, cough, I won't get hit

(End of chapter)