Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Tumeng Tribe's Extermination of Rishan (1)

Xin Hanyi tried his best to follow behind Master Xuanyuan Fan.

The master and apprentice did not communicate with each other along the way, but just rushed forward desperately.

Xin Hanyi looked at the tall and thick back in front of him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said in his heart: Although he has never seen his master against others, he can also understand how great his master's ability is from the power he exuded when he taught his Taoism in the past, not to mention the opportunities in the past year or so, every time someone mentions it, he admires it. This time, I was able to fight side by side with Shizun, and I must take a good look at the means of the strongest man in the world.

Of course, Xuanyuan Fa didn't know what the apprentice behind him was thinking at this time, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. It should be thinking about where the Shenyu clan and the Tumeng clan are fighting now. I don't know how many people escaped from the royal city to this place, I don't know if they brought more strong people in the wild cemetery, everything in front of them is unknown.

Xuanyuan shook his head gently, seemed to discern the direction, and said softly: Hanyi followed. After finishing speaking, he accelerated and flew away. It doesn't matter if Xin Hanyi behind him hears it or not, can he keep up.

Xin Hanyi was wandering out of the world, when he suddenly heard the voice of his master, he was startled, and seeing that his master's figure was about to disappear from sight, he hurriedly urged his mana, and his speed skyrocketed and shot away in the direction where his master was far away.

Covering the Sun Mountain, the most majestic and highest mountain range in the Fengming Continent. The clouds and mist on the peak of the sun are shrouded, and occasional gusts of wind blow slowly, stirring the sea of clouds and rolling slightly, like a dream, as if in heaven and earth.

At this time, in this fairyland like heaven and earth, there were several illusory figures sitting together, looking down at something with a smile on their faces.

Suddenly, one of them seemed a little impatient and a little indifferent, and said: These waste of the Tumeng clan have wasted me waiting for so many years of cultivation, and they are still as useless as a thousand years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that my brothers had brought a large number of peak powerhouses in the Golden Immortal Realm, they would have slaughtered the Meng clan alone, not to mention that the defeated Shenyu clan had occupied this Fengming Continent, and it would have been wishful thinking for his Tumeng clan to retreat from here, and even the position of patriarch that the bloody kid had won with great difficulty would not have his life to sit down.

Liang Huaxi, if you have itchy hands, go down and play twice, what kind of complaints are you complaining about here all day long, your ears will hear the cocoon, the Tumeng clan is originally a stone to test the waters, and you still have delusions about how much that group of boys can really do. A person sitting next to Liang Huaxi stood up and stretched.

Liang Huaxi turned his head and looked at the figure standing in front of him, and threw a roll of his eyes, and said angrily: If Song Jingyan and Yue Linyou and the others tell me this, it's okay, but you Jiang Zhoucheng is embarrassed to say that I nag? I don't know who is restless all day these days, and his mouth is chattering, like an annoying fly, buzzing in his ears.

Jiang Zhoucheng was about to refute, but another person suddenly got up and walked up to the two of them and said softly: Look at the two of you who have lived for tens of thousands of years and quarreled for tens of thousands of years, how can you still quarrel like when you were a child when you were learning art with the city lord.

Liang Huaxi and Jiang Zhoucheng looked at Song Jingyan, who seemed to be a little angry, and glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths turned up slightly at the same time, and their eyes were full of smiles, as if they had returned to the childish time tens of thousands of years ago.

Song Jingyan saw it in his eyes, he was angry, and he was about to get angry, and one hand was gently pressed on his shoulder. The last person to sit also stood up.

Song Jing didn't reply to the cigarette butt: What do you want to say, Yue Linyou?

Yue Lin You walked to the front of the three of them with his hands behind his back and said softly: Xiang Qian went alone to take the Fengming City that was like an empty city, it should have been nine out of ten, but not only did the city not be obtained, but even a clone that had managed to escape was scattered, I can't think of who has this ability at the border of the Fengming Continent now. Could it be that this generation of Phoenix King Mu Tianling is here? Even if it is him, even if Xiang Qian is defeated, can he keep it if he wants to leave? Or is it that we really underestimated this innate divine bird clan?

Alas, what do you want to do so much, Lao Qi's temperament, you don't know, the broken clone is probably just what he wants, he likes to lie in the city, this may be comfortable, do you say yes Huaxi. Jiang Zhoucheng crossed the Lianghua Creek Road.

Hmph, no matter who it is, he must die, if it weren't for us being subject to this doppelganger, why bother pretending to be someone else's hand, stepping on this small Fengming Continent is not in the palm of his hand. Look at the two sides of the battle at the foot of the mountain, in addition to a few people, there is also a group of clowns who can see it, a group of clowns who are jumping off the beam in front of us and the others, and a few of us can only stare here with our eyes. Lao Jiang, you're right, Lao Tzu has had enough of these years, and with the waste below, I don't know when I will be able to enter the Qingfeng Feather Realm. Liang Huaxi suddenly became excited, and his face was full of anger and hatred.

Jiang Zhou grabbed Liang Huaxi, who was extremely angry and could rush down the mountain at any time, and said in a deep voice: Huaxi, calm down, now is not the time, you also know the dilemma we are waiting for now, this doppelganger only has a layer of mana for me, not to mention, it is still a consumable, we can't afford it, we can only make a move when it is the most critical. Have you forgotten the lessons of Lao Qi's past? Now our side has the upper hand. Wait, wait until the masters of the Shenyu Clan are exhausted, and when Mu Tianling arrives in person, we will wipe him out, as long as we take the Qingfeng Feather Realm, everything will be fine. Jiang Zhou tried his best to comfort Liang Huaxi, who was almost about to go berserk.

Jiang Zhoucheng, who looked a little arrogant, didn't seem to be as impulsive as he seemed on the outside.

Liang Huaxi gently broke free of Jiang Zhoucheng, walked to the seat and sat down with a slightly heaved chest, and frowned slightly: "A lot of crooked, am I really going to fight with those children·······?"

Do you mean a kid called Xuanyuan Va?" Song Jingyan interrupted Liang Huaxi's words.

Liang Huaxi raised his head and glanced at the three of them and said: That's right, the battle between the Tumeng clan and the Shenyu clan thousands of years ago, but the Tumeng clan had the absolute upper hand, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of this kid, this Fengming Continent might have been renamed the Tumeng Continent long ago. Single-handedly being able to turn things around is something that cannot be underestimated at any time.

One person against one clan, not to mention that the elite of the Tumeng clan thousands of years ago is not known how much stronger it is now. One can imagine how strong this kid's mana cultivation was back then, let alone a thousand years later. If it were said that his cultivation had not improved to a higher level in the past thousand years, I would not have believed it.

Liang Huaxi saw that the other three did not speak, so he continued: If Xiangqian's clone was not defeated by Mu Tianling, then it must be him, otherwise I can't think of anyone else who can have this ability.

Song Yanjing and the three of them nodded one after another, agreeing with Liang Huaxi's opinion.

In the eyes of a few of them, even if it was just one of their clones, it was not something that ordinary monks could match, let alone kill them? The one who could defeat Qi Xiangqian's clone must be the strongest person on these continents.

But what they never expected was that it was not a super strong person who killed Qi Xiangqian's clone, but a hairy boy who was unknown and had just come out of his twenties. And Qi Xiangqian's clone was defeated, and he couldn't complain about others, he could obviously go, but for some reason, he had to die with Xin Hanyi and a few people, and finally ended up in a state of ashes.

It's better that we guessed wrong, if it really happened to Xuanyuan, it would be a little trouble. Song Jingyan looked at the increasingly fierce battle under the Hidden Sun Mountain, and said lightly.

If he doesn't come, as long as he has the courage to come, even if he doesn't want this doppelganger, he will be buried at the bottom of the Sun-Covering Mountain. Yue Lin Yu casually caressed the rich cloud and mist in front of him.

That kid better hurry, the little birds down the hill don't look like they can last long. Liang Huaxi looked at the people who were fighting for their lives under the mountain, and suddenly said loudly: "War blood, I want the kid who fought with you, don't you want to hurt him··········· The crisp voice drifted down the mountain with the swaying peaks and floated in the ears of everyone below the mountain.

The eyes of the ghost car who was fighting with the blood of the war were dripping blood, and when he heard this, he looked towards the top of the mountain, and a pair of sun-like eyes were looking at him, and the sound just now came from his mouth. The ghost car let out a loud shout, and the blood-dripping blade suddenly broke through the battle blood in front of him, and his body suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the top of the Sun-Covering Mountain like a meteor·······