When the news came out that the Great Barbarian Lord of Kubu entered Xichuan alone and escaped under the joint efforts of the five Sword Gate Elders, the entire Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm was in an uproar.

It's a shame!

The sword cultivators of the five late Yuan Infants, thousands of disciples swept the formation, and the obstruction of the peerless master of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, they couldn't stop a mere Rakshasa barbarian?

Shame on you!

Moreover, there is also gossip that originally Qinglian Sword Immortal and Kubu Barbarian Master fought alone, but Qinglian Sword Immortal was invincible, and the five elders shot together......

How so?

Could it be that the gap between Huaxia monks and Rakshasa barbarian cultivators is so big?

One of the six strongest people in the world is actually a defeated soldier under the Rakshasa Apostle?

The entire Huaxia Cultivation Realm couldn't believe this result.

Especially the disciples of the Sword Sect, after the Kubu Barbarian Master escaped from Xichuan, he could not accept such a result.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal, waste one! If the Sword Demon Xie Ting'an was here two hundred years ago, what Kubu dog cloth would be like killing chickens and slaughtering dogs-"

Xiliang and Liaozhou's old cultivators couldn't help but scold......

And the sword cultivator Qinglian Xue is now meditating quietly in the Izumo Peak Immortal Cave, as if all the news from the outside world has nothing to do with him.

"Sword bearer, do you want to ......?"

"No need. ”

Qinglian Xue replied.

"Your injuries—"

"It's okay. ”

"Yes......"

The disciple clenched his fists, feeling resentful for his teacher, and the gossip outside was flying all over the sky, how could he not be angry as a disciple?

"It's business as usual, Weiyang, you step aside. ”

After the disciple left, Qinglian Xue quietly got up, pinched a piece of swarthy thing and said nothing.

Those who have no ambition to be underworld have no clear vision, those who have nothing to worry about, and those who have no great achievements -- those who have great ambitions, have good strategies in their stomachs, have the opportunity to contain the universe, and those who have the will to swallow heaven and earth.

Xie Ting'an, Nanguofeng, Mu Chongyun, which one is not the amazing talent who oppresses me Qinglian Xue?

Only me, only me, the green ambition, the wind and frost are unswerving.

Qinglian Xue smiled, if the old monk was settled, as if he was the winner of this battle......

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In Wuhe Road, Wenyang Prefecture, two figures galloped in the wilderness, leaving a series of shallow footprints.

Zhao Xuan didn't know anything about the great changes that had taken place in Xichuan Sword Gate at this time, and even if he did, he had no interest in it—he had more important things to do now.

The Bloodline Soul Chaser has worked.

I don't know if Xia Chengying really has the blood of the Zhao family, or if Zhao Cheng bumped into the luck, Xia Zhiming's temporary talisman actually tracked Xia Chengying's remnant qi.

In the west!

The two of them ran wildly all the way, without stopping, and for more than half an hour, Zhao Zhi had already run out for more than fifty miles, for fear that the bloodline soul chasing talisman would be broken-

Wuhe Road is sparsely populated, but he also met a few loose cultivators along the way, looking at the smoke and dust raised by the two "madmen" all the way, looking at each other.

Finally, the two stopped in front of a house.

This is it!

This should be the courtyard of a small family of cultivators, Wuhe Road is very desolate, only there is a spiritual mine in the west, and the aura of the nearby is a little richer, so there are many small families of cultivators who have taken root here.

Zhao Zhi could clearly feel that Uncle Xia's breath was here!

But Zhao Qian didn't rush in, and quietly performed the Alchemy Spirit Attraction Technique, shrouded the entire mansion, and carefully probed the situation inside.

"What people!"

Not good, it was discovered!

But Zhao Zhi did not escape, and kicked the door of the mansion open.

I saw a monk in his forties standing in front of him, in the realm of Qi refining perfection, wearing a gray cloth short brown, more like a farmer in the countryside than an "immortal master" with fairy wind bones.

The man drew a flying sword and looked on guard, and said angrily, "Who are you? Why did you trespass on my Pang family!"

Zhao Zhi held the Lingxi token with an expressionless face and shouted: "Lingxi sends disciples to do things!

The middle-aged man was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect to see a disciple of the Lingxi Sect in this poor and remote country. After taking a closer look, it was indeed the nameplate of the inner door of the Lingxi faction, so he put away his sword, bowed down and saluted: "It's the villain who is abrupt, I don't know if the big master is coming, what are you doing?"

Zhao said, "What's your name?"

"Villain, Ponzi Yuan. ”

"How many cultivators are in the family?"

Zhao Qian resisted the idea of searching for it, and put on a businesslike appearance.

Pang Shiyuan replied respectfully: "Back to the master, my father is a foundation building monk, who just passed away last year, plus my younger brother and wife, there are only three monks in total......

Zhao Zhi and Xia Zhiming glanced at each other, and sure enough, the scale of this small family was even worse than he imagined, and it was not a "family" at all.

Zhao Qian said coldly: "Pang Shiyuan, do you know why my Lingxi Sect came to you?"

Pang Ziyuan's heart was shocked, and he still stubbornly said: "Villain...... I don't know!"

Zhao Qian said angrily: "Do you dare to deny it in front of my Lingxi faction?"

Pang Ziyuan was so frightened that he took two steps back, his face was as pale as earth, and he couldn't speak.

Suddenly, the door to the inner room opened, and a young woman with a baby in her arms came out.

"Official, what's the matter?"

The young woman was born very white, her eyes were like water, and she looked very kind. Zhao Qian looked at the sleeping baby in his arms, his face was slightly pale, and his spiritual sense swept away, and he suddenly saw that this young woman had a fifth-level cultivation of qi refining.

"I ...... I ......"

Pang Ziyuan trembled and was speechless, it seemed that he was said by Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Qian snorted coldly: "Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive for robbing a tomb in Wenyang Mansion?"

"Villain...... Know. ”

Pang Zi Yuan's face is like ashes, where does he not know the consequences of digging people's graves, it is good to abolish his cultivation, he has already done it more than once, and it is likely that his life will not be guaranteed-

Just as Zhao Zhi was about to speak, the young woman suddenly knelt down with a "poof" and choked up: "Master, he and I are really forced to be helpless, if we are not desperate, how can we do such a desperate thing......

The young woman spoke miserably, crying with a handful of snot and tears about her life.

According to her, the two of them were originally from Jibei, but because of their good looks, they were taken by the family, and fled here overnight, and they were bullied before they took root, and they were forced to take off the dead man's clothes in exchange for property, just to feed the child in his arms......

"Please also ask the master to raise his noble hand and spare our lives, any punishment will be placed on me, I am in charge of him, he did it for me......"

After that, the two couples hugged each other in pain, took the cuckoo and cried blood, and the long ape wailed.

Xia Zhiming couldn't bear to hear this, and pulled Zhao Zhi's sleeve, and Zhao Zhi said with a straight face: "Don't cry! If you hand over the property obtained from the tomb robbery, the Lingxi faction will consider taking it lightly." ”

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master, the villain doesn't dare anymore......"

Pang Ziyuan hurriedly wiped away his tears and kowtowed to thank him.

"Where is the proceeds of the tomb robbery?"

Pang Zi Yuan trembled and said, "It's under the villain's courtyard......"

Boy!

actually buried a bunch of dead people and things in the soil, even including a few dead corpses, this family is really bold.

Zhao Zhi grabbed Pang Shiyuan's collar and said word by word: "Have you ever gone to the east of Wuhe Road and dug up the spirit body of a Jindan monk?"

Pang Ziyuan's heart was shocked, how did he know?

Pang Ziyuan went to Wuhe Dao to trade half a year ago, and happened to meet a few monks fighting in a "mass grave", and when both sides were defeated, Pang Shiyuan came out to make a profit and picked the fruit. Not only did he snatch three storage bags, but he also accidentally dug up the body of a Jindan overhaul -

That's a good baby, not to mention the storage bracelet on the body of the Jindan monk and the blue jade slab that doesn't look like an ordinary product, that is, the body of the Jindan monk are all valuable refining materials, and he was about to shoot him these days, but he didn't expect to come to Zhao Guan, two uninvited guests......

"Villain...... Villain ......"

"Say!"

"The villain did dig up the spirit body of a Jindan monk......"

"Where is he?"

Zhao Xuan roared loudly, and the spat stars splashed on Pang Ziyuan's face.

"Guarding against it in Westinghouse...... Rest assured, Master, it's okay, it's not moving at all......"

Hmph, even if you want to, you can't move, the spirit body of Jindan Cultivation is something that a small Qi Refining Cultivator like you can destroy?

Xia Chengying is a mid-stage Jindan monk, although the natal essence is exhausted, the strength of the spirit body is not much better than that of ordinary spirit weapons, unless he practices sword intent like Zhao Yuan, otherwise ordinary qi refining monks can't even cut his flesh and skin.

Zhao Qian hurriedly said: "Is there still a stone slab pressed on the monk's spiritual body, and a blood-red bracelet is still wearing on his left hand?"

"Yes......"

When this bracelet was mentioned, Ponzi Yuan was angry.

Ordinary monks' storage bracelets, as long as the owner dies, the spirit stone can be opened with a sweep, but this strange, blood-red storage bracelet is like a spell, no matter how you try, you just can't open it. Not only that, but he used his spiritual sense to force it open, and on two occasions he fainted.

was so angry that Pang Ziyuan took a flying sword and burned it with a blazing fire, and this bracelet just didn't change. Not only this bracelet, but even the blue jade slab, the knife and axe chisel, but there is not even a trace of scratches.

The more this is the case, the more Pang Ziyuan feels that these are two treasures, and there is no place for Baoshan, so he is so anxious that he scratches his ears.

"Take me there!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Although Pang Shiyuan was in the realm of Qi refining perfection, he didn't dare to resist in the slightest like a little chicken in front of Zhao Zhi - the name of the Lingxi Sect was too loud, and no one dared to touch its moldy head.

The disciples of the big sect, although they only have the realm of the ninth layer of qi refining, the degree of mana condensation is not comparable to that of a small scattered cultivator like himself, not to mention that there is a female cultivator of the eighth layer of qi refining next to him, and he will not be lucky if the two join forces.

Opening the iron door of the West House, Zhao Zhi motioned for Pang Ziyuan to go in first, and he took out the Ox Relief Knife to concentrate on vigilance - although Uncle Xia's spirit body was close at hand, Zhao Zhi was still cautious, and no one knew if this Pang Ziyuan would burst out and hurt people.

Seeing that Pang Shiyuan entered the door unharmed, Zhao Zhi made a gesture and let Xia Zhiming wait at the door, and he dodged into the West House.

The body was emaciated, the complexion was clear, the hair was long and hung on the ground, and a smell of wood different from that of the blue musk deer came to the nose.

Zhao Yuan's eyes were red, and the "this person" lying on the ground was not Xia Chengying, who was it?