At this moment, the woman holding the orb had left with a group of 'robbers'.

Bei Eleven and the others were squatting under a few statues, silent, and their morale was extremely low.

Feng Sizhi finally couldn't be aggrieved, and looked up at the fat ancestor who had been isolated by the Five Elements on the other side: "Fatty, it's all you! Now not only is there no Red Pill, and my spiritual power is gone, but even the spirit crystals I have accumulated for many years are gone." ”

Bei Eleven sighed: "Hey~ A good person can't do it! But fortunately, the other party didn't do it, and left us a magic weapon, otherwise we can really go home." ”

When Feng Xing heard this, he nodded and said: "It's a blessing to be able to save my life, there are dangers here, so let's hurry up and recover my spiritual power." ”

The third brother Feng Sizhi glared at the fat ancestor and muttered.

The fat ancestor seemed calm and relaxed, meditated with his eyes closed, his tone was flat, and he pretended to be forced: "What do you know? If it weren't for the fat man's unfazed change and witty and humorous language, then Xiao Nizi would be able to let me wait for a glimmer of life?"

Everyone heard this shameless remark, and they almost didn't go off fire and fell into the devil for a while.

However, the North Eleven was thick and thin, opened his eyes, and muttered: "The silver medal on the woman's waist seems to have the word 'Hangu' inscribed, it should be the eldest lady of Hangu Villa, Murong Gulan." ”

"Hangu Mountain Villa, Murong Gulan!" everyone looked at each other in surprise.

North Eleven nodded, looking quite sure.

He wandered in the Northland, so he naturally had some understanding of the cultivation forces of the three northern states. In addition, he later entered Longmen Qian'er, and because he was born in the Northland, he was in charge of the intelligence of the Northland at the beginning, so he also knew a little about this Hangu Mountain Villa.

So North 11 gave everyone a detailed explanation.

It turned out that there was no Hangu Mountain Villa in this northern land, but since a few years ago, not long after the battle of ordinary Yan Zhao, in the Dusk Cold Mountain Range at the junction of Shazhou and Yingzhou, a new force of cultivation has emerged - Hangu Mountain Villa.

Although this Hangu Mountain Villa is a sour cultivator family, its strength is not strong, and it is even much worse than the original third-rate sect Xuanbing Sect.

Hangu Mountain Villa seems to be extremely low-key, never showing mountain dew. However, it has extremely close contacts with the Yan royal family, and seems to be secretly supporting the turbulent Yan Kingdom.

As for the woman who robbed them, eight or nine are not far from ten, it must be the eldest lady of the Hangu Mountain Villa, Murong Gulan.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

At the same time, they also have a sense of powerlessness. Because even if this Hangu Mountain Villa is not a family force that does not enter the stream, it is not something that they can provoke these Innocent Stage cultivators.

Chen Er had been following Bei Eleven's side, so she naturally knew something inside, and she was puzzled: "It is rumored that the eldest lady of Hangu Mountain Villa is not in the middle stage of Ning Xing?" That woman is just innocent!"

Bei Eleven shook his head and smiled.

The fat ancestor looked like an afterthought: "This still needs to be asked, the fat man said at a glance that she hid her cultivation." ”

"Phew~!" Feng Sizhi didn't want to think about it, so he took a sip: "If you are really hot-eyed, then why do you send it to the door yourself? I think you just like to jump into the pit." ”

The fat ancestor was thick-skinned and disapproving: "Stinky boy, what do you know? What a hole, you can't... It doesn't matter what, the important thing is that we know the details of them. Hmph~ When we meet again, I will make that little girl impressed.... ”

Bei 11 heard the fat ancestor's sentence 'not entering... Hole, you have to... Zi's words, I always feel that something is weird, under this fine taste, it is really mysterious, he can't help but show a smile from the past.

Immediately, he nodded in agreement: "Fat brother is right, it is reported that there is an inseparable young guard beside the eldest lady of Hangu Mountain Villa, it seems that his name is Mu Hanjiang, who has cultivated to the sixth layer of condensing stars, and it should be the person who pretended to be injured before." This person, the cultivation is equal to the fat brother, and we have to guard against it. ”

After Bei Eleven said this, everyone understood that there were two star-condensing powerhouses in Hangu Villa, and one of them was on par with the fat ancestors, and this lineup was firmly better than them.

If you want to recapture Chidan and other things, it is estimated that there is no hope, and you can only guard against not being slaughtered again.

After chatting for a while, everyone began to seize the time to recover their spiritual power, after all, the surrounding area was not peaceful.

The fat ancestor looked at the wind and clouds on the surface, but he was anxious in his heart.

The Jin Yuan Spirit was vigorous in these four weeks, but the other spiritual energy seemed thin, and his cultivation was the highest among all people, so his recovery was quite slow. If you encounter a demon like that little vixen again, you will really become a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

But... It seems like I'm now... Except for this one, there is nothing!

......

The morning sun rises from the east, sprinkled on the edge of the lonely bay of tears.

The sea breeze is gentle, and the sun is swaying on a big tree by the bay, and the dappled light and shadow are lighting up a small copper coin hanging under it.

Sou~

The sound of the strong wind rose, and a peachwood sword pierced through, and in the center of the hanging copper coin, the square money eye in the center of the hanging copper coin revealed a young man in cloth with a sword and a condensed brow.

The hem of the boy's shirt was buttoned at the waist, and his sleeves were rolled up in the crooks of his arms, but his hands were wearing a pair of silver gloves, which looked a little nondescript.

And under this big tree, there is a white fox with bright white fur like velvet snow, lying down, it is quietly watching the young man with a sword to hit Qian Eye.

This person is Luo Yu's disciple, Shu Fangyi.

Luo Yu went out to explore the secret realm, but Shu Fangyi, as a disciple, was not lazy, but came to the beach every day to fencing every day, rain or shine.

Hmmm~

Holding up a beautiful sword flower, Shu Fangyi held the peachwood sword upside down, moved under the tree, and sat next to the white fox.

While wiping his sweat, he gasped and looked at the boundless sea of tears, and asked worriedly: "Xiaobai, do you say that the teacher can find the spiritual objects needed to cross the catastrophe, and will the teacher be in danger?"

As he spoke, he looked at the peachwood sword in his hand and muttered to himself: "If I cultivate enough, I can be by the teacher's side, even if I can't help the teacher, it's good to block the teacher's arrows." ”

Shu Fangyi still said to herself: "Shu'er has lost her father since she was a child, and her mother has also gone." The mountains and seas are so big that only the teacher is the best for books. ... I never expected anything to soar one day, but I knew that my teacher had high expectations for books. Whatever the teacher wants, the book does, so that... The teacher will be happy. Did you say yes?"

The white fox looked up at Shu Fangyi, who was looking down and smiling and asking, its smart and beautiful eyes, as if thinking about something?

I saw that its velvet tail swept the crook of the leg of the book-sweeping instrument, and arched the water hyacinth beside it.

Shu Fangyi showed a bright smile, he reached out and rubbed the white fox's head: "It's not in vain that I take care of you, it's really sweet, if you can speak." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the water hyacinth pushed by the white fox and drank it to himself.

And just when Shu Fangyi raised his head to drink, the white fox seemed to show a shallow charming smile in a humanized way!

Yes~

Wipe off the water stains at the corners of his mouth and drop the water hyacinth, and Shu Fangyi stood up.

I saw him take off his shirt and say, "Senior Brother Shuangfei said that you are extremely spiritual, but I didn't believe it at first. If you have spirituality, can you still know the poisonous fruit? But now it seems... What the senior brother said is not false. ”

Well, after this cloud and rain flew into the column, Xu Hengxuan, who was still practicing penance at the southern foot of Qingqiu Mountain, became the second senior brother inexplicably!

I saw that the white fox was blinking her beautiful eyes, looking at herself like a docile woman.

Shu Fangyi grinned, took off his shirt, revealing his still thin upper body, and then he inserted the peachwood sword into his waist, tightened his belt, and said funny: "Xiaobai... How nice would it be if you were a docile and confidant woman?I will marry you in the future~ haha. ”

As he spoke, he seemed a little shy when he saw the white fox!

I didn't think it was strange, I rubbed the white fox's head again, and said with a smile: "Good ~ take care of Xianggong's clothes." ”

So saying, he was in a vigorous posture, and after a few leaps, he stood on the big rock by the bay.

After stretching his arms back and tying up the somewhat loose strands of hair on his forehead, he leaped into the bay of the rapids.

The sound of the water splashing was falling, and the white shadow had fallen on the boulder like a frightening wave.

The white fox looked at the ripples in the bay, and the sea breeze was caressing its beautiful hair.

The extremely human smile appeared again, and it actually spat out a woman's beautiful voice: "A dignified man... Words have to count..."

...

Within the secret realm, the Golden Tomb Ridge.

Not far from the huge silver pillar of light that connected the heavens and the earth, in a hill and ravine, there were three corpses that could be transformed into statues, lying on the ground.

And above this brand-new statue, there stood a cape-cloaked, seemingly thin figure.

He wrapped his arms in purple lightning, and was holding three warm red pills in his right hand, and he looked up excitedly and laughed wildly: "~ I see, I see! Interesting, interesting! I didn't expect that the so-called thousand red pills were transformed by the soul and blood of the dead." ”

As he spoke, he arrogantly pointed at the huge silver spiral pillar of light: "Bu Yu, it seems that you are just a hypocrite who looks dignified on the outside, but is actually murderous!"

Seeing that the person in front of him was arrogantly scolding the Red Thunder Venerable, the eight loose cultivators around him who were nervous were already frightened.

Who is this mysterious man in front of him, who is sacred? He dared to angrily scold the Red Thunder Venerable of the Twelve Eternal Venerables!

But no matter how arrogant the other party is, they don't have the heart to think about it. Because this person had already killed three of them in an instant, his strength was terrifying.

At the moment, they just want to escape as soon as possible, and escape as far away as possible.

When the cultivators saw the man in the cloak, they were still scolding and shouting there. They slowly retreated, looking extremely cautious, for fear of alarming the killer.

But before they could retreat a few steps, the purple electric man suddenly glanced around, his eyes were like lightning, and he laughed fiercely: "You... Want to escape?hehe~ There's no need to be afraid, and no one can escape before my game is over. Life and death are yours, you can only live if you kill me, and the show can continue!"

As he spoke, he had stirred the arc of electricity, moving like an electric switch, laughing wildly and rushing towards the terrified cultivators.

Everywhere it passes, there is a surge of electricity, shooting in all directions.

When the stumps and limbs flew around, there was no blood, which looked quite weird.

Because, before the figures who were entangled in electricity were killed, the water in their bodies had been evaporated by the purple thunder!

The sound of 'bang' smashing down was accompanied by lightning and thunder, and it bloomed like a huge purple flower in the 'forest' surrounded by swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Click~

The figure fell back to its original position again, and the surrounding thunder dissipated, and the charred dried corpses that had not yet fallen to the ground fell to the ground one after another.

Glancing around at his masterpiece, he muttered pity, "It's a pity... This game... You lost. ”

The gale came as scheduled, blowing the dried corpses around him and lifting the hem of his clothes, vaguely revealing a pair of naked feet and white trousers.

Looking at the small broken gap in front of his cloak, he instantly lifted his arms and threw the cloak into the air.

I saw that he reached out and grabbed it, and the lightning flashed, and the cloak had been torn apart.

Under the fall of rags, a naked young man's body was revealed!

This person is the young master of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, Yu Jing'er.

Yu Jing'er raised his arrogant head, looked at the silver spiral pillar of light, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Chi Lei, you avenue thief... If it weren't for my stepfather's punishment of me in the middle of the mountain, sleeping for 100,000 years and not being able to transform, how could you have infinite scenery through the ages?"

Exhaling deeply, he suddenly snorted and said, "But don't worry,... This young master will personally retrieve everything you have stolen... because that should have been... My Father left it to me!"

As he spoke, he had already received the red pill, turned into electric light, and headed towards the silver spiral pillar of light.