A light shone down, so holy, so full of immortal energy, this light came from the sky, penetrated all matter, and directly shone on Yang Quan's body.

Yang Quan fell down tiredly, and at the moment of falling, he successfully formed a pill, and a fairy light descended on his body, quickly recovering the dark injuries on his body, as well as restoring his divine sense...

Like soaking in a hot spring, Yang Quan rested very comfortably in the simple cave mansion, and when he opened his eyes, he immediately rushed to radiant, the golden pill in his body slowly rotated, the mana was surging like a tide, and he felt full and powerful.

The divine consciousness spread out, and looked through the stone wall of the cave to look out, and the effect was many times stronger than before.

"Huh!"

His consciousness spread, and he saw a group of desolate people passing by outside, walking towards the east, all of them carrying big bags, looking like they were traveling far away.

"Boom!"

Yang Quan blasted out with one hand, and the huge mana formed a fist shape, which penetrated the top of the cave at once, and then flew out directly, instantly descending in front of this team of desolate people.

"What people... It's not good, it's from Zhongzhou!"

"Actually infiltrated here!"

This small group of desolate people are all close to one zhang tall, and their strength is extraordinary, comparable to the monks of the foundation building period, and one of them leads the team, which is more than one zhang tall, not weaker than the patriarchs of those small tribes.

These desolate people exuded naked hostility, Yang Quan's heart was even more angry, and he stretched out one hand and pressed down, and a huge blood-red handprint appeared, pressing several desolate people to the ground.

"Click..."

These barren people have broken bones and tendons, if it weren't for their rough skin and thick flesh and strong physique, they would have been beaten into meat puree!

"It's... Lord Yang Quan?" The desolate leader's difficult opening.

"Do you know me?" Yang Quan's subordinates slowed down slightly, but their faces were still ugly, and they asked coldly.

"I once followed the Xichuan patriarch and met you once..."

Yang Quan was silent, neither letting go of his hand nor continuing to press down.

"Lord Yang Quan, you said that you are not from Zhongzhou, why did you want to attack us... I remember you passed on a lot of things to the Brook Chief... Why..."

"Why?!" Yang Quan was furious and said, "Why do you say! I helped you hunt, I taught you to prohibit, but in the end you destroyed my cave mansion and captured my apprentice, so that my apprentice now doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!

"Click!"

The desolate man vomited blood, no matter how strong his body was, he couldn't stop the power of Yang Quan's downward pressure.

"Lord Yang Quan... We really don't know... Patriarch Nishikawa has always said that he wants to thank you... Did someone misunderstand that your apprentice was infiltrated by Zhongzhou... So..."

"Really?" Yang Quan said coldly: "Other desolate people don't know me and Qianqian, I can understand, but Xishui personally brought people here, doesn't he know either?!"

The leader of the desolate team was stunned, unable to speak anymore, and after a pause, he spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "It was the Xishui Patriarch who led the people... If that's the case, then you kill us, and we have nothing to say... It's not right that we're desolate... Do it. ”

The desolate leader no longer resisted, but Yang Quan slowly withdrew his palm, glanced at the desolate leader, and said, "I'm very angry, I really want to kill all of you... But from time to time I bully the weak and afraid of the hard, and I will go to Xishui and those fellow people to take revenge. ”

"From what you just said, I can be sure that you don't know, so I won't kill you..."

Yang Quan set up a retreat, and the leader of the desolate people shouted with difficulty: "I'm sorry Lord Yang Quan, I didn't expect the Xishui Patriarch to be such a person, but I think your apprentice should be fine in a short time." ”

"What do you say, do you know the whereabouts of my apprentice?" Yang Quan turned his head with an unkind expression and looked at the leader who was struggling to get up.

"Lord Yang Quan, I don't know the whereabouts of your apprentice. But I know that our desolate people's cultivation methods are rude, and we are very envious of the Zhongzhou people's cultivation methods, if they catch your apprentice, they should not kill them... At least not for a short time..."

Yang Quan nodded, and then left, he didn't care if the few seriously injured desolate people would die or not, the whereabouts of his only relative apprentice Luo Qianqian were unknown, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, which made him feel extremely bad at this time, and this was the first time he was angry, and he even almost killed these desolate people directly.

He continued eastward, and on the way he met several more desolate squads, and he was not polite enough to stop them, and then beat them all down and began to ask questions.

Gradually, I learned that the reason why so many squads of the desolate people went east was because the Xiyuan Dynasty with the Zhongzhou people had completely started a war, and several large tribes in front of them could not withstand it, and they were called up to support, and each tribe sent people over.

One of the most reported was when he met a desolate leader who was more than two feet tall, and after Yang Quan stopped the team he led, he fought with the desolate leader for a full quarter of an hour before he was seriously injured.

If there is a suitable bone weapon in hand, the strength of the monks in the early stage of the alliance will not be too different, and the divine sense is much weaker, but the strength of the physical body is far beyond it, if there is a bone weapon in hand, it is still very difficult to clean up.

But it's a pity that the leader of this desolate man didn't carry a bone weapon, because the bone weapon had to be left in the tribe, so it became a test object for Yang Quan's blood body.

Yang Quan transformed into a bloody body, and also turned into a giant more than two feet high, and fought close to the leader of the desolate man for a quarter of an hour, breaking more than a dozen bones on his body.

"I really didn't expect that Zhongzhou people also have people like you... If you want to kill, you will kill, I will never ask for mercy with a word!" the leader of the desolate people lay on the ground and glared at Yang Quan.

"No need..."Yang Quan said coldly, slapping down the rest of the desolate people, and then the seal on his hand, a soul suppression seal smashed over, and the leader of the desolate people also fainted.

Then he began to use the soul searching method in the Demon Dao Technique, if he used this trick on the monks in the early stage of the Jiedan, either he would be counterattacked, or he would destroy the opponent's divine consciousness in the process, but he was sure that nothing would happen to this desolate leader.

After putting his hand on the other party's forehead for a while, he showed a thoughtful look on his face, glanced at the rest of the desolate people who were a little timid next to him, and left directly, as before, without a killer.

If it is certain that the apprentice was killed by the desolate people, then he can still make up his mind to meet the desolate people and kill one by one, but at this time, the apprentice does not know whether he is alive or dead, he can only kill the stream and the few desolate people who are traveling with him, and he can't kill the rest of the people, just be seriously injured and vent his anger.

From the soul search of this desolate leader, Yang Quan knew a little more specific situation, 10,000 years ago, that person unlocked a little desolate curse, so that the desolate man had a little meaning to rise, which attracted the attention of the Zhongzhou Dynasty.

One race wants to rise, and the other is jealous, which naturally becomes the source of war.

Yang Quan digested the information, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, the two races that had already hated each other were completely at war at this time, and at this time, Luo Qianqian fell into the hands of the desolate people, could she really survive?

And the desolate people can also get these things from the captives of the Zhongzhou people.

"No matter what kind of war you are fighting for, you implicate me, and you also take my apprentices... Then this matter will not end so easily!"