Yang Quan went all the way to the east, and when he encountered the desolate people, he knocked out the soul search, trying to find the whereabouts of Qianqian from the minds of these desolate people.

But it's a pity that he searched for the souls of more than a dozen desolate people, but he couldn't find Qianqian's whereabouts, but he just knew the fate of some Zhongzhou people who fell into the hands of desolate people, which was very miserable, just like the desolate people have been caught by Zhongzhou people all along.

In the face of the Western Yuan Dynasty, the desolate people were already a little unable to support it, coupled with Yang Quan's such a fuss in the rear, suddenly some large tribes couldn't sit still, and many of the desolate squads that were originally scheduled to come to support were seriously injured on the way.

"Great Patriarch, many of the small tribes we are attached to, the team that came to help, all of them have been injured, this must have been infiltrated by the Zhongzhou people, according to those who were injured, the Zhongzhou people are not weak, it is likely to be a person from the Xiyuan Academy, I think we must send someone to kill that person, otherwise, the ethnic groups we are affiliated with in the rear will probably be worried." ”

On the front line of the battle between the desolate people and the Western Yuan Dynasty, a desolate man more than three feet tall said to his patriarch in the big tent.

"Not only our tribe, the Brass Drum Tribe, the War Dragon Tribe, but also their affiliated tribes, have also been attacked. The patriarch of the strong tribe in the big tent spoke.

"In this way, you go and contact them, and ask them to send some people to go back with you, the Xiyuan Dynasty has infiltrated far more than that one, hmph! They are proud to rush into our rear and plunder those tribesmen who have no resistance, it is really hateful!"

The patriarch of the Qiangliang tribe commanded, and the desolate man who had spoken earlier nodded, and walked out of the big tent towards the big tent of the other tribes.

The feud between the desolate people and the people of Zhongzhou lies in the border of Zhongzhou, and unlike the desolate people who expanded westward, these desolate people often break into the territory of Zhongzhou, and they attack ordinary people the same, and no one is better than anyone else in the cruelty.

...

In a medium-sized desolate tribe, Yang Quan fought and fought with the patriarch of this tribe, this is a three-zhang tall desolate man, all over his body because of the mana dissolved in flesh and blood, resulting in the other party's body is unbelievably strong, Yang Quan prepared a temporary magic weapon for himself, the top magic weapon streamer sword, was beaten into two pieces by the other party.

"Damn!" Yang Quan scolded, this group of desolate people is really copper-headed and iron-clad, and when his magic weapon encounters a tall desolate person who is more than three zhang, it can only break through the skin of the other party.

Because he searched the souls of the desolate people, he learned that although there are many desolate tribes, they can actually be divided into more than a dozen large tribes, and the rest of the tribes are derived from these big tribes and have a subordinate relationship, and the tribe he attacked was the one who led the tribe in the first place.

"I don't believe it!"

Yang Quan was extremely angry, and used the blood body in the Immortal Blood Demon Skill to turn into a three-zhang tall red giant and fight with the leader of the desolate people of this tribe.

This was the first time he had urged his blood body with all his might, and the red figure, which was originally a little vague, couldn't help but completely turn the void into reality, and there was also an extra set of blood armor, which was extremely powerful and angular.

"Bang!"

The two fought closely, their fists slammed together, the blood on Yang Quan's right fist escaped a little, while the opponent's fist was unscathed, the size of the desolate people determined their strength, in the case that the mana could not overflow, and could only honor the flesh and blood, before the body did not mutate into a monster, the larger the size, the stronger the strength.

"Boom!"

After fighting several times in a row, Yang Quan had to admit that after his bloody body was displayed, although most of them could dominate among human monks, he was still a little invincible when he encountered a tall desolate man who was more than three zhang tall.

"Hmph! Then change the means! It's a pity that although I'm married, I don't have a magic weapon yet, otherwise I'll try it and see how you can take the magic weapon!"

Yang Quan's Blood God retreated, widened the distance and began to form a soul seal with both hands, wanting to attack the opponent's divine sense. And the leader of the desolate people, who was more than three zhang high, saw that Yang Quan was retreating and no longer fought in close combat, and took out the bone weapon that smashed Yang Quan's magic weapon, and directly moved it from a distance of dozens of zhang!

"Boom!"

Yang Quan dodged with extreme speed, and the bone weapon smashed on the ground, and the entire tribal camp was instantly torn apart. At the beginning of the fight between the two, all the desolate people in the tribe ran away, and this blow felt like the sky was falling, but the actual effect was not very good.

"Soul Seal!"

Yang Quan held up a huge boxy void seal with both hands, approached the leader of the desolate man a little closer, and slapped it down at once.

The leader of the desolate people raised the bone weapon and pulled it out at the same time from a distance of dozens of zhang, Yang Quan was shot far away with a bang, the defensive magic weapon on his body was shattered, and a few bones were broken.

And his attack soul seal, although silent, but the effect is also very good, after hitting the desolate man, the other party shook a few times, and could not recover for a while, Yang Quan suppressed his own injuries, continued to seal, and another big seal covered it, this time the desolate man couldn't stand it at all, collapsed to the ground and convulsed.

"... It's so hard to deal with... I'll give you another time, anyway, seeing that you're so strong, you shouldn't be able to die!"

Yang Quan gritted his teeth and shot out the soul seal again, and now the three-zhang tall leader of the desolate people did not move at all, his soul fell into a state of dead silence, and his injuries were extremely serious, and it was estimated that he would sleep for at least ten or twenty years.

"Humph!"

Seeing the other clansmen who had originally run away from the onlookers coming around, Yang Quan picked up the leader and flew into the distance. Half an hour later, he stopped, put his hand on the leader's head and began to search for the whereabouts of his apprentice Luo Qianqian.

"I see... Finally found something useful..."

Yang Quan's eyes flashed, in the soul of this desolate leader, he got some useful news, Qianqian was taken away by the Canglong tribe, and the group of people who took Qianqian at the beginning had been in this tribe, and it was almost two years ago.

"Canglong tribe?" Yang Quan muttered, and finally found his way. Xishui followed those people of the Canglong main clan and was taken to the main clan for key cultivation.

"Xishui, I won't let you go!"

Yang Quan said hatefully, but in his heart he was more helpless, he could defeat the leader of the desolate people who were three zhang high, but he was definitely not the opponent of those desolate people who were five zhang high, and the group that took Qianqian to the main clan, in addition to the stream, the other lowest ones were also three zhang high, and the one who took the lead was even more than five zhang, Yang Quan estimated that such a desolate man, but he was afraid that the non-Yuan infant monk could not fight.

In the mind of this desolate leader, the only news that made him breathe a sigh of relief was that the people of the main clan seemed to think that Qianqian was very precious and did not abuse her, and he should have wanted to get some immortal cultivation skills from Qianqian, such as forbidden formations and the like, as well as exercises.

Yang Quan looked at the leader of the desolate people in a coma, forcibly slapped it again, completely killed the other party's impulse, turned around and continued to go east, he had no idea for the time being, the most important thing at the moment was the magic weapon.

After having the magic weapon, he has the confidence to compete with the four-zhang tall desolate people, and when the time comes, he can try to see if he can smuggle Qianqian out. And if you want a magic weapon, at present, you can only go to the Zhongzhou people, because he can't cast the magic weapon himself.

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Someone made a big fuss in the rear of the desolate people, so that many desolate tribes could not support the news, not only the big tribes on the front line of the desolate people knew, but the people of Zhongzhou also got the news, so many organizations in the Western Yuan Dynasty began to release similar tasks, and the rewards were very rich, which really attracted a group of loose cultivators to follow.

There are even some heirs of big forces, in order to secure their position as heirs, they also waited for some relatives to rush to the rear of the desolate people, but many of these people just happened to bump into the clearance team sent by Qiang Liang and other tribes, and suffered heavy casualties...