When the autumn water arrives, hundreds of rivers irrigate the river. The flow is so big, between the two Zhuzhu cliffs, there is no argument about cattle and horses.

In the world of floods, there are countless rivers and rivers, and the most famous rivers are the big rivers.

The river originates at the eastern foot of Kunlun Mountain, flows through countless famous mountains, and finally joins the North Sea.

If we take Zhoushan as a reference system, the east of Zhoushan is the east, and the west of Zhoushan is the west. There is no doubt that Kunlun Mountain has become a very magical immortal mountain, because it is the only immortal mountain located in the western part of the flood world, but it is regarded by its owner as an immortal mountain in the eastern part of the flood wilderness.

Of course, the division of the direction of the desolate world is different from that of later generations, it is not based on the center of the world, Zhoushan, as a reference, it is divided according to the completeness of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth. Any area where it is difficult to grow and the spiritual veins are destroyed is the territory of the west, and the area with abundant spiritual opportunities naturally belongs to the east.

There is a basis for saying this, people in the West have always been called sideways by the East, but don't forget, there is a White Tiger Holy Beast in the extreme west. If the White Tiger Holy Beast descended on the East, Sanqing would dare to desperately reject him?

But no matter how you calculate it, the great river runs through most of the desolate land, and its length is incalculable!

If there was an immortal with high mana power who looked from the chaos to the desolate world, he would find that almost all the human tribes were established in the Great River Valley.

The Great River Basin is the birthplace of human civilization. The great river is revered as the mother river by the human race of later generations!

The king's mission was to a small tribe 20,000 miles down the river.

Due to food shortages, the number of people that can accommodate each tribe is very limited. The Yangxu tribe is a small tribe with a population of less than 100,000.

The area where the Yangxu tribe is located is a rare peaceful place in the Great River Basin, with abundant water and grass, and many wild animals inhabiting it, which can be called a paradise.

The people of the Yangxu tribe also relied on these unique environments to survive and reproduce, and stubbornly continued a weak tribe to the present.

Not so long ago, however, something terrible happened.

In the mountains near the Yangxu tribe, some fierce birds and beasts suddenly appeared, and from time to time they gathered into a fierce beast squad to attack the Yangxu tribe. Poor Yang Xuan tribe is only a small tribe, there are not even a few qi refiners, the weak and pitiful, how can they resist? In half a month, thousands of people in the tribe have been killed and injured. In desperation, Yang Gong, the leader of the tribe, had no choice but to send a qi refiner to the Suiren tribe for help.

This matter has aroused the great concern of the clan elders, generally speaking, fierce birds and beasts are territorial, but now, they have completely united and begun to attack humans. If there are no demons in it, no one will believe it.

They immediately issued a mission to the various sects through the Holy Land, and ordered each sect to pay attention to this matter.

After Yun Lingzi got such a message, he immediately called Wang Quan and the others over to discuss. The royal power, who had planned to travel abroad, immediately took over this task.

Although Yun Lingzi and the others also wanted to take over the task, the strength of the three of them was indeed weaker, and they were not suitable for such a thing.

"Drive!"

Above the clouds, a handsome young man in a pure white martial arts costume rode a winged spirit horse galloping in the sky.

With a flap of the spirit horse's wings, huge white clouds were left behind.

Wang Quan opened his arms and let the fierce wind blow in his face, and his face showed an expression of great enjoyment. This kind of Gang Wind is the mildest Gang Wind, and it does no harm to Qi Refiners. If it was the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, Wang Quan's body would have been blown into a blood mist by the Gangfeng.

"It's so fast! If I hadn't escaped into the ground beforehand, I wouldn't have been able to hold it. No wonder the Heavenly Palace of the future generations is going to set up the position of Bi Ma Wen!" Wang Quan did not hide his excitement.

Now the king is already an elder, and he will become an elder in the future, and he will be respected as an ancestor, and there is nothing wrong with him claiming to be on this throne.

Along the way, Wang Quan will also meet some great immortals and gods who have traveled the world. It's just that the speed of these great immortals and gods is too fast, and as soon as the demon light flashes, they completely disappear from the sight of the king.

20,000 miles is very far away in the afterlife, but such a long distance is not taken into account by the spirit horse at all. Thousands of miles can travel thousands of miles a day, let alone a spirit horse? In less than an hour, the royal power reached the Yangxu tribe.

That's the benefit of owning a mount. When the monk's own strength is not enough to resist the enemy, he can flee the battlefield with the speed of his mount. There are also some immortals who are very powerful, and their mounts will even have no less strength than them, such as the green lion and white elephant under the seat of Manjushri and the white snake under the seat of Xu Xian.

Looking down from above, the Yangxu tribe at this time was already devastated, the tall city wall had been knocked open more than a dozen openings, and the tribe was full of broken walls and ruins, and there were still scorched marks on the ground. Invisibly, a sad atmosphere enveloped the entire tribe.

"Damn!" a nameless fire rose in Wang Quan's heart, and it seemed that after the Yangxu tribe asked for help, the tribe was attacked by fierce birds and beasts.

"Elder Devil Axe, are you here?" At this time, above the ground, a clear voice came up.

Wang Quan followed the voice and found that this person was his old acquaintance, the Shooting Fairy.

The cultivation of the Shooting Gu Fairy herself has reached the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, and she is already a punishment elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, so she is also qualified to accept this task.

It's not just the Shooting Gu Fairy, where she is, there are also more than twenty Qi Refiners gathered.

These more than 20 qi refiners, the king has basically seen them.

However, there were four people, and he had no impression at all in his memory.

"These four people should be from the Yangxu tribe!" Wang Quan thought to himself.

Among these people, the most eye-catching is the servant hook, because he is wearing a fairy-level clothes, and on the clothes, there is a faint emitting the sun and moon fairy light. There is no royal power for such a treasure, because only immortals can refine immortal treasures.

"No wonder this person casually brought up the concept of the sect, it seems that there are people above him!"

At this time, Wang Quan completely understood that the servant hook's behavior that day should have been just a formality. The speed of his reply was so fast that it had been prepared in advance.

The king ordered Huang Ama to descend to the ground, took out a large bundle of spiritual grass from the storage bag and threw it in front of it, and then walked over to everyone.

"Friendly people!" he greeted the group.

"The mount of the Devil Axe Clan is really popular, where did you get it?" the Shooting Girl looked at Wang Quan's horse with envy.

Unbeknownst to Wang Quan, Huang Ama was a flying dragon horse, named after him because he was as fast as a flying dragon.

In the early years, the Shooting Girl Fairy had also seen the Wyvern Horse and wanted to catch one. But the Wyvern Horse was faster than some immortals, and she couldn't catch it at all.

"The fairy praises it! There are many horses like this in a valley near the tribe, and if the fairy likes it, he can catch it himself!"

Hearing this, the Shooting Girl laughed dryly, and the whole person returned to his previous cold color.

Of course, Wang Quan didn't realize that he had said the wrong thing, and the fairy he saw had always had this expression.