Liu Xunxiang, who fell to the ground, put away the two flowers, counted the pills again, and after taking a pill, he sat on the ground and began to breathe, and after the pills in his body were completely transformed into pure aura and filled his body, he opened his eyes and whispered: "It's started." ”

A light breeze blew, and Liu Xunxiang's body disappeared in place, and the silent ground lifted layers of fallen leaves, drowning the cold killing machine underground.

And tens of thousands of miles away, within the range of the Fog Hidden Sect, Hui Zhen looked at the jade slip in his hand, and his face changed greatly.

"What's wrong?" asked Xiaoxiao.

Hui Zhen looked at the jade slip that Du Wenwen had passed back, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Outside the Fog Hidden Sect was stared at by other sects, in order to get the news at any time, Du Wenwen volunteered to go out to inquire about Liu Xunxiang's news, although Du Wenwen's cultivation is not very high, but the ability to inquire about the news is still a little capable in the Fog Hidden Sect, so he sent him out with the help of Hui Zhen.

After Du Wenwen went out, he really didn't disappoint them, and kept sending the news back outside.

From calculating You Yu and the others to get out of the way, to intercepting and killing in the bamboo forest, to slaughtering by the river, everything Liu Xunxiang experienced made all the disciples of the Fog Hidden Sect excited.

They never thought that the waste uncle they had always thought could be so strong!

Seeing that Hui was really like this, Xiaoxiao stepped forward and snatched the jade slip, and then his face turned pale, and the jade slip fell to the ground, and was picked up by a disciple and handed to Zhao Ziying.

The jade slip wrote: "The Ninth Uncle Basin encountered a strong enemy, the decisive battle was above the nine heavens, seriously injured, tens of thousands of monks are going to kill people and seize flowers, save quickly!"

Zhao Ziying looked at Yu Jian in a daze, and she didn't ease up for a while.

"How so..."

Hui Zhen sighed and said: "The little monk thinks that we can't move rashly, on the one hand, we have to guard our range here, and secondly, now that the major sects and families are going, even if we go, Senior Brother Wu will come out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out without taking out the two flowers..."

Before Hui Zhen's words were finished, Xiao Xiao suddenly roared: "When is it still two flowers, are two flowers so important! For this broken flower, the senior brother is dying, do you know!!

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

Zhao Ziying glanced at the two of them, and said loudly: "Little junior sister, calm down first, it's not too late to listen to Senior Brother Huizhen's words first, Senior Brother Huizhen's personality You should know that he, like us, will not give up Wu... Wu Liang's. ”

Hui Zhen was indeed not angry, but nodded, and said in a more gentle tone: "So the little monk thinks that let one person lead a small group of disciples of the Fog Hidden Sect to respond."

Even if the major sects know that Senior Brother Wu has returned to our range, as long as there is no evidence, no one dares to say anything. ”

"What if they forcibly search?" asked Xiaoxiao.

Hui Zhen smiled, turned the rosary in his hand and said, "Then the little monk will see who dares." ”

"That's right, if you come to search our range without evidence, I'm afraid no sect in the Eastern Wilderness dares to do this!" Zhao Ziying echoed.

Xiao Xiao wiped her tears, said with a red nose: "Then I'll go!"

As soon as the words fell, a disciple of the Fog Hidden Sect suddenly knelt down and said loudly: "Disciple, please take your life!

"Disciple, please take your life!"

"Disciple, please take your life!" a disciple of the Famous Mist Hidden Sect knelt down one after another and said loudly.

Just as the Fog Hidden Sect was planning how to save their Ninth Uncle, their Ninth Uncle had turned into a life-seeking ghost, quietly harvesting the lives of some invaders who were close to this place and had already stepped here.

The miserable cry seemed so inconspicuous in this vast land, like autumn leaves falling on the water, only a faint ripple.

Hundreds of monks fell permanently in this autumn wind on this infertile land, no one cared, and the blood was like a trickle, penetrating the ground, thinking that after this battle, this land might bloom bright nightingale flowers.

A fat-headed, big-eared monk stepped into the land with his stomach held out, surrounded by a group of monks behind him, and in this group of monks, there was a fleshy monk with a body similar to the fat monk.

It's just that the monk's mood looks a little unstable, especially when he walks in front of the woods, the whole person is snorting and panting like a bellows, and the fat monk in the lead looks back at him, with some disdain in his heart.

On weekdays, his master Hantian Dazun always spoiled him extraordinarily, so that he never regarded himself as a senior brother, but now he was ruined by a strange beast, and this matter also spread, and he had no chance to compete with himself for the position of the next leader of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance in his life.

After all, there is no casual cultivation that will allow such a person with such an unbearable history to be the leader of the alliance, and then the scattered cultivation of the entire Eastern Wilderness may not be able to raise its head.

didn't pay attention to his junior brother anymore, the fat monk listened to the report of the monk under him, he smiled, and the fat on his face suddenly squeezed together, blocking his eyes.

"It seems that this Wu Liang has run out of oil, you increase your efforts, keep narrowing the encirclement, don't let other cubs take the lead!" The fat monk tried to lift his neck, which was not slender, and tried to make himself appear to have more identity.

A thin monk beside him patted his ass and asked, "Why did your lord say that?"

"Hmph, this Wu Liang fell from the sky, and the first monk he killed was a peak of condensation, but after killing three people, the monk he killed suddenly became a monk in the late stage of condensation, thirty-two people died in the late stage of condensation, and a large number of mid-stage condensation monks began to appear, and now, the deaths are basically the early stage monks of some small sects, what does this mean?"

The thin monk thought for a moment, and replied with some uncertainty, "It means that more and more monks are coming here." ”

The fat monk raised his hand and was a big-eared scraper, and scolded: "Stupid, it means that Wu Liang has run out of oil and lamps, and his combat power has been greatly reduced, and now as the peak of the condensation vein, he can only go around killing the juniors in the early stage of the condensation vein to seek to break through the encirclement, it seems that this time, he is really unable to escape." ”

"My lord is wise, why didn't I think of it, it seems that your discerning eyes have seen it thoroughly. The thin monk touched his head, laughed twice, and then turned to the monk behind him and shouted: "What the hell are you still doing here, didn't you hear what the adults said, don't you hurry in and find it, if you let the two flowers fall into the hands of others, Lao Tzu will unscrew your dog's head!"

The group of monks behind him immediately scattered, and rushed into the dense woods in groups of threes and twos, but the monk with a full face did not move.

The thin monk glanced at the fat monk, and then said to the monk with a meaty face: "Senior Brother You, you are still here, is it Senior Brother, my voice just now was too small, you didn't hear it clearly, or didn't you understand?"

This monk with a meaty face is the youngest personal disciple of the Hantian Dazun of the Scattered Cultivation League who was bait by Liu Xunxiang with a kitsch, You Yu.

You Yu raised his head when he heard the sound, and the fierce light in his eyes looked at the thin little monk's legs suddenly weakened, and he almost sat on the ground, but after thinking about it, the fat monk said that Hantian Dazun had expelled him from the division, and now he has no door and no faction, and he is still afraid that he will do something by relying on the fat monk.

The thin monk reacted to his gaffe, and suddenly became angry, and said: "You Yu, what are you doing, you are no longer the personal heir of Hantian Dazun, I advise you to know each other and go to Lao Tzu obediently to find two flowers." ”

You Yu stared at him, his right hand suddenly rushed out, and the thin monk didn't have time to do so, and a fat hand turned into a deadly scythe, pinching the thin monk's head alive.

"What are you, you are also worthy of being Lao Tzu's junior brother. Wiped the red and white things on his hands, You Yu said with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Senior brother, Zhang Daoyou just said a few words to you, and you killed people, hum, you used to be a murderer, but now... If you are in the same house, I will advise you, you may be able to live longer if you are more restrained. The fat monk didn't even bother to look at him, including the skinny monk lying on the ground.

"I don't need you to worry about Lao Tzu. You Yu threw down a sentence, and the whole person stared at him violently and rushed into the woods.

The fat friar stared in the direction he was leaving, his eyes narrowing slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other side of the woods, a monk wearing the costume of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect was also standing here, but the monk's right sleeve swayed gently with the breeze, if Liu Xunxiang was here, he would definitely recognize this person, it was Yao Shisan, who had been ravaged by roe deer owls.

At this moment, Yao Shisan's eyes were red, he never thought that he would fall into the hands of Wu Liang like this in his first life, thanks to the fact that he had let the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sword Sect meet him before, and as a result, he was calculated by Wu Liang when he turned around.

Killing people is not enough, he Yao Shisan is not afraid of death, but he can't stand such a monstrous humiliation.

As soon as he thought of that unsightly scene, he almost went crazy, and a slender young man on the side gently patted him on the shoulder, sighed and said: "Senior brother, don't think about it, everything is over, senior brother will seek justice for you, and the master and the sect will also ask the Fog Hidden Sect for you to get this justice back." ”

"Senior brother..."Yao Shisan gasped for breath, looking at the man in front of him, tears could no longer hold back his tears.

A dignified seven-foot man cried like a tearful man at this moment, and a group of disciples behind him gritted their teeth one after another, with grief in their eyes.

If it weren't for his senior brother staring at him every inch of the year, he would have cut himself several times.

But these Liu Xunxiang didn't know now, in order not to show his feet, he started by killing the peak condensation vein cultivators who broke in at the beginning, and then in the back, the cultivation of the monks he killed began to get lower and lower, and in the end, only some disciples of the early stage of condensation of small sects were killed by him.

The reason for this is to make people realize that they are now running out of gas......

After killing a small sect's search team, Liu Xunxiang sensed that something was wrong, although this basin was very large, it was not so that tens of thousands of monks flocked in and he didn't encounter a strong opponent.

In fact, as Liu Xunxiang noticed, whether it was the Blood Demon Sect, the Ancient One Sword Sect, or the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, their personal lineage had never stepped into the woods.