After Yayue was affirmed by the king of the county, she gave Yang Quan a few more preferential treatments, and his treatment made Fang Luo a little puzzled and envious.

A month later, Yang Quan, who was a little anxious, finally got three newly refined sword pills, three spherical magic weapons slightly larger than his thumb.

This magic weapon is different from the previous silver-white quasi-magic weapon, showing a purple-gold, slightly star-like dreamy feeling, as soon as you start it, there is a heavy feeling, a little weighing, it feels like these three sword pills add up, it will weigh hundreds of catties.

After Yang Quan's divine sense was slightly refined, after a few exercises in the air, his divine sense was still a little difficult, but I believe that if he warmed up for a while and strengthened his divine consciousness a little more, there should be no problem.

Accompanied by Yang Quan or Fang Luo, after getting the magic weapon, the two returned to the county government, Yang Quan proposed to say goodbye to the county lord, he was worried about the safety of his apprentice, even if the treatment here was excellent and he received great courtesy, but his heart was uneasy and peaceful.

"Brother Yang wants the territory of the deserted?" Ya Yue said with a smile: "Originally, I was going to hold at least a banquet for Brother Dao, but Mr. Fang said that Brother Dao was so anxious, during his time in the county government, he was like an ant on a hot pot, so it was not so troublesome." Before parting, I only have one sentence for Brother Dao, pay attention to safety. ”

"Yes, Yang Daoyou must pay attention to safety, there are some things... Do what you can, theoretically speaking, the combat power of the desolate people is equivalent to the Yuan Infant level, and they can't be separated, but this is not absolute, I hope that Daoyou will think more about it. Fang Luo said.

Yang Quan was solemn and said seriously: "I have received a great kindness from the two of you, thank you!"

...

Yang Quan left the county capital and flew a long way to the south, bypassing the main truth of the confrontation between the Western Yuan and the desolate people, and then began to travel west.

More than a month in the county government was the most tormented month in his heart, and he felt a little useless, but he had to take these magic weapons, he had to go to the territory of the desolate to find Qianqian, if the strength was too weak, he would only take himself.

Before having these three magic weapons, he could fight with the desolate people of about four zhang at most, and the outcome was still a little unpredictable, and after having this magic weapon, he could probably win in battle. And the four-zhang tall desolate people have a high status among the desolate people, and the chance of getting Qianqian's news under the soul search is much greater.

Xiyuan is a big dynasty in the west of Zhongzhou in the Tianfeng Continent, and it corresponds to the Dongsheng Dynasty in the east, the Southern Chu Dynasty in the south, and the Northern Qin Dynasty, and the Zhongzhou Dynasty he heard about from the wasteland people has basically been unable to govern the Quartet, and the Zhongzhou Dynasty has been weakened recently.

The area of each territory of the four dynasties is not small, and it has always extended in its own direction, which is also a major factor in the war between the Zhongzhou people and the barbarians and barbarians.

When Yang Quan flew south, he skipped one county after another from the air, and his divine sense swept over these places, shaking his head secretly, like the mortals on other continents, it was very difficult... This is the case in the world of cultivating immortals, if the great power is one, then most of the materials will flow upward, and the immortal cultivators and mortals don't seem to have much intersection, and there is no need to fight for anything, but in fact, this is not the case, Yang Quan is very clear in his heart.

The Western Yuan Dynasty mobilized most of the immortal cultivators in the border area to prevent desolate people from breaking through the defense line and coming in to slaughter the people, but this defense line was too long, and occasionally there were desolate people who broke into the Western Yuan and slaughtered the entire county.

In the twentieth day of going south, Yang Quan encountered such a thing, a desolate man more than three zhang high broke into the Western Yuan, slaughtered the ordinary people of the two counties, and was finally killed by the immortal cultivators who rushed over, but at this time, the two counties had already been ruined, and there was no one in ten.

A few immortal cultivators stood in the sky above the slaughtered county town, talking and laughing with each other and saying something, and when Yang Quan came here to find these things, the battle was over, the desolate man was suppressed and was about to die, and judging from the traces of the battle around him, Yang Quan knew that there were also many people who died from Taoist magic weapons...

Yang Quan didn't want to blame anything, when he fought with the desolate people, he had to take care of not killing mortals, which was difficult for a strong man. But he didn't like the feeling of those people talking and laughing, in a county town that had just been slaughtered, so when he saw that the matter had been resolved, he flew away again.

He began to fly westward, and at the border he happened to meet the patrolling immortal cultivators, he took out the token given to him by the county lord, and easily passed through the defense line, and in a remote place, infiltrated the area where the desolate people lived.

The leader of the patrol team, who was also a Jindan period monk, said to him with a smile: "Daoyou has great courage! When you get to the desolate people, remember to kill a few more tribes of desolate people, when the county government counts the war merits, no matter how old or small the desolate people are, as long as they are desolate people, they have military merits to take, if it weren't for my own family to take care of, I can't have an accident, I want to take on this kind of task!"

Yang Quan withdrew the token, and when he heard these words, he originally wanted to force a laugh in response, but he couldn't laugh at all, so he could only sigh and enter the deserted area.

He is not interested in the slaughter of the desolate people for the time being, he just wants to find Qianqian, or that sentence, before he is sure that Qianqian is dead, he will not take the initiative to slaughter the desolate people, at most he will search for souls after defeating, and it is only for the Canglong tribe. Of course, if someone from another tribe took the initiative to provoke him, then he would not spare much.

Although the Western Wilderness has the word barren, in fact, most of the areas are rich in water and grass, dense jungles, and there are many demon beasts, and the desolate people live in the form of tribes here semi-nomadically, and the density is very small, and often there is not a desolate tribe within 10,000 miles, especially near the border.

Yang Quan was in the county government, and specially asked people about the characteristics of the desolate tribe, the totem of the Canglong tribe is a dragon-type creature, and he also knows the other totems, so he will not be mistaken.

A cyan figure swept through the air, like a cyan flying demon beast, but it was extremely fast, if you looked at it with the eyes of a mortal, I was afraid that it would disappear in the blink of an eye.

This cyan figure is Yang Quan, he didn't use the crescent-shaped magic weapon given to him by the county lord, although the speed is fast, but the target is too big, which is not conducive to hiding, he has now flown in his body, and he is also very fast when he has refined a lot of Qingluan bloodline, and he restricts his original breath, and then uses the Thousand Illusions to deliberately reveal the breath of the demon beast, this concealment effect is still very good.

"Whoosh..."

Yang Quan crossed a desolate tribe from the air, and after his divine sense glanced at the other party's totem, he no longer cared, and flew away, and a desolate man more than a foot tall in that tribe raised his head suspiciously, holding a bone stick in his hand and was very vigilant, he felt that the thing that flew over just now was very threatening, but he didn't expect that thing to ignore their tribe.

"It should be a flying demon beast of not a low level, fortunately, there is no interest in our clan, otherwise it will be troublesome, and our clan may lose most of its people because of this..."

After crossing the defense line, Yang Quan flew west for almost a month, and he also saw a lot of desolate tribes, among which there was only one belonging to the Canglong tribe, and the leader of this tribe was only a little more than a zhang, Yang Quan easily subdued the other party, and after searching for the soul, he found nothing, so he could only let him go back.

"To the north, only in the place where the confrontation with Xiyuan is most intense, can you find the desolate people with a relatively high status of the Canglong tribe, and it is possible to find Qianqian's whereabouts..."