On a 500 zhang high green mountain, there is a piece of cyan village, this village is blue and black, it is built by the thick green bamboo of a bowl, countless years have passed, the blue color has faded, imprinted the vicissitudes of life, the blue color is no longer there, it has become deeper and deeper.

Bamboo leaves are swaying, some green bamboos are buried in the mud, revived and rejuvenated, but at this moment, no one in this green bamboo village pays attention to these, countless people gather, their hands are sonorous, blood and breath, and their eyes reveal the will to die, whether it is the elderly, women, or young people, young children, their bodies are stained with the same smell.

Bloody gas!

In the center of Qingzhu Village, there is a hundred-zhang high Qingzhu Tower, this bamboo tower has nine floors, above the nine floors, an old man stands with his hands in his hands, standing on the top of the tower, hunting in the wind all around, but can not shake his figure, the old man's black hair is bulging, the cyan animal skin robe is close to the body, behind him, there are five middle-aged people, all five of them are exuding amazing qi and blood power, if Xiao Yi is here, you can know the way, this is five thousand commander-level powerhouses.

At this moment, the eyes of the five thousand-level powerhouses all revealed a thick melancholy, and after a few breaths, one of them gritted his teeth and stepped forward, and said in a deep voice: "Patriarch!"

The black-haired old man waved his hand, did not turn around, he looked into the distance, the fairy mist in the mountain stream dozens of miles away was filled, it was thicker than before, and then, his gaze fell to the east, the vast earth, the ancient mountains are continuous, and there is no end in sight.

Two thousand miles away.

On a vast grassland, a young man walked with a sword, this young man was wearing a rare green silk robe, his black hair was like ink, his figure was slender, a pair of dark eyes were calm and comfortable, he couldn't see the slightest edge, and there was no trace of blood power on his body, behind it, a purple long sword had no sheath, even the hilt was purple, the whole sword was integrated, and there was no trace of the axe chisel, as if the heaven and earth were conceived, and the sword rose and fell with the young man's breathing, and he couldn't see the slightest clue.

The young man's footsteps are not fast, but every step is dozens of feet away, as if the earth is condensing under his feet, and his footwork hides an inexplicable charm, but it is natural.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the purple long sword behind the young man roared softly, and the sword body trembled, as if he sensed something. The young man's calm eyes instantly became sharp, and his eyes burst out with an astonishing sharp aura, this sharp edge cut through the air, and on the grassland in front of him, the soil and mud were splashed, and two scorched black sword marks ten zhang long appeared on the ground for no reason.

"Did you sense the breath of the Immortals, too? ”

As if in response to the young man's words, the purple long sword made a long sword roar, the sword sound was sonorous, as if a thunderbolt was exploding, and the young man laughed loudly, his black hair danced wildly, his steps suddenly accelerated, and his whole person seemed to turn into a green lightning, and he went to a hundred zhang away in a few breaths, and disappeared at the end of the grassland after a few breaths.

There were still a hundred miles away from the end of the Panlei Mountain Range, Xiao Yi and his party finally met the volcanic tribe, and the two tribal war divisions merged into one and turned into a torrent of flames, rushing towards the place where the dark clouds were shrouded at the end.

Hundreds of miles of land, with the speed of two soldiers, almost in half an hour to leap forward, nearly 5,000 soldiers rushed into the mountain stream, only a silver waterfall fell in the air, emitting a huge roar, in the mountain stream, the fairy energy will disperse, the dark clouds above the sky dome are also light, but you can still smell a faint bloody gas, that is the taste of the fairy clan.

"We're late!" said the Fire River Patriarch in a deep voice.

Thundered!

Dozens of miles away, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar, a cyan mountain was shaking, and at the foot of the mountain, there was a fairy mist, spreading towards the top of the mountain.

Shi Hu's face changed slightly: "We are a step late, the Qingzhu Mountain of the Black Wind Tribe is trapped by the Immortal Clan. ”

"It's still too late!" Shi Zhixuan snorted suddenly, "All the centurions are left behind to control the battle division, and we will run with all our might, and we will arrive when we can reach Qingzhu Village." ”

Without hesitation, the Patriarch of the Fire River and the four of the Red Dragons glanced at each other, and even Xiao Yi and the Commander of Shihu Commander shot out almost at the same time, and the remaining two centurions looked solemn, and they also led the two divisions to run at full strength, but compared to the speed of Xiao Yi and the others, it was a big difference.

The nine strong men of the two major bloods ran with all their might, which could not be described as unpleasant, and the nine figures were like a storm crossing the border, raging in the barren ancient forest, and everywhere they passed, whether it was the poisonous ants that attacked or the poisonous spiders that spread their webs, the giant pythons that coiled around were all crushed and crushed by the blood of the nine people, and there was no resistance at all.

And after ten breaths, the speed of the nine people began to have a gap, the most front was naturally Shi Zhixuan, sitting down the red Pegasus Tianma wings vibrating, between breaths is dozens of zhang away, clinging to the crown of the tree to glide in the sky, Shi Zhixuan is followed by the Fire River Patriarch, as a strong person in the Great Perfection of Blood Refining, the only fusion of essence and spirit, his footwork is also as fast as the wind, only ten zhang behind Shi Zhixuan.

And behind the Huohe Patriarch, it was not the Huoli Commander, nor any of the three Red Dragon or even Chiyan Commanders, but it was not the Shihu Commander or the Qianyuan Commander, but Xiao Yi.

In the widening eyes of the commander of Huoli, Xiao Yi turned into a blue light, followed three feet behind the patriarch Huohe, there were faint cyan lines under his body, and where he passed, the air seemed to be cut raw by a sharp weapon, he was running in this domineering way, and even some dwarf shrubs did not avoid it, and smashed it directly, the solidity of the body really made the captain of Huoli couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, that was his body that his red copper armillary hammer could not hurt, and now according to the changes in Xiao Yi's body, judging by the commander of Huoli, the other party's cultivation seems to be deeper。

And behind Xiao Yi, it was not a few people who were left by Huoli, but a red dragon, his body was boiling with qi and blood, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a flame python, traveling on the earth, and even gave birth to the momentum of taking off, wanting to turn into a dragon and travel for nine days.

Looking at Xiao Yi's back, a slight shock flashed in Chilong's eyes, because he found that even if he ran with all his might, he was at least seven or eight zhang away from Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi looked calm and light, and it seemed that he had not used all his strength.

The red dragon thought of the scene he saw in the Valley of the Wind Tooth again, is this his creation?

Wrong!

Immediately, the essence in the red dragon's eyes flashed, behind Xiao Yi, there was nothing, and the shadow of the broken spear was gone, and if it wasn't for the human soldiers, it would not be able to be included in the heavenly veins and even the sea of Zhou Tian. But what the red dragon didn't know was that as early as a few days ago, the green lock had disappeared, and the Soul Breaking Spear had been completely shattered due to the inheritance trial of the Heaven Lock Fist.

Almost in the work of a cup of tea, the nine people crossed dozens of miles, and then a few miles to reach the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, at this time, the entire Qingzhu Mountain has been shrouded in fairy fog for nearly half, and is rapidly spreading towards the peak.

"What people!"

Shi Zhixuan sighed lightly, Xiao Yi and the eight people looked forward, but saw that at the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, a young man in a green shirt appeared, this young man was not wearing a beast robe, but Shi Zhixuan saw that it was a kind of silk woven by the middle desolate beast green silkworm, and the median desolate beast was nothing, but it was not possible for ordinary tribes to weave such a green shirt, at least the inferior blood department could not do it, and the middle blood department was almost impossible, as far as Shi Zhixuan knew, maybe in the upper blood department, it could only be seen from time to time.

Who is this young man?

The same thought almost appeared in the hearts of the nine people, Xiao Yi looked intently, at the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, there were dozens of immortal soldiers guarding the town, they sealed the foot of the mountain, cut off the way to retreat, among the dozens of immortal soldiers, there were three Wu Chang-level powerhouses, and two of the three Xiao Yi knew that it was two of the four immortal clan commanders who intercepted and killed them when they were looking for eight hundred years of silver ginseng.

At this moment, he saw that the young man in green shirt did not hesitate at all, and stepped towards Qingzhu Mountain, and the moment his footsteps fell, his whole person appeared strangely behind the dozens of immortals, and then stepped again, and the footsteps fell, and they were dozens of zhang away, and the dozens of immortals, including the three immortal clan leaders, were motionless after a short period of stunned, as if they were imprisoned, and stopped in place.

What the!

Xiao Yi was shocked in his heart, perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, and even centurion-level powerhouses, it was an extremely strange scene, but under the spiritual power of thousand-level powerhouses, whose will had reached the peak of the ordinary realm, it could be clearly seen.

It's so fast!

Even Xiao Yi couldn't see clearly how the young man in the green shirt drew his sword, but a purple sword light flashed, and it pierced the necks of the dozens of immortals at the same time, because the speed was too fast, if it wasn't for the spiritual power capture, with Xiao Yi's current will realm, he wouldn't even be able to see that purple sword light.

Among the nine people, the one who can see the most clearly is Shi Zhixuan, under the spiritual will of the transcendent realm, the movements of the young man in the green shirt are very clear, but it also shocked Shi Zhixuan inexplicably, because it is one thing to see clearly, and it is another thing to be able to catch it, the sword of the young man in the green shirt is too fast, and the speed has reached an unbelievable level, he was not able to sense the other party's cultivation, but the sword just now, Shi Zhixuan lined himself, it was difficult for him to catch it, most of them had to be hit hard, maybe with the help of red fire can be avoided in the sky, but there are only six or seven percent of the certainty.

The most important thing is that this young man in green shirt is only how old he is, he looks like he is at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and his combat power has reached such an unbelievable situation, Xiao Yi doesn't believe that the sword just now is his ultimate means, so it seems that Xiao Yi is suspicious, it seems that he is just doing it casually. (Ask for recommendation votes, everyone will vote for the emperor!)

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