Zhang Yuanhao took Wei Qiang to walk in the mountain one after another, through the forest and the river, and soon came to the Yuanling stone vein.

The Yuanling Stone veins are distributed at the foot of a mountain called Chi Meteor Mountain, which has been built by the Yunling Gate due to the discovery of mineral deposits. A tall ashlar wall encloses the foot of the hill for twenty or thirty miles, and not far away stands a pair of huge double-opening stone gates for people to enter and exit.

There were two Qi cultivators at the door who were dressed in the robes of the disciples of the Yunling Sect, and as soon as the two of them saw Zhang Yuanhao and the others, their expressions immediately froze, because Zhang Yuanhao was wearing the robes of the elders of the Lingguang Sect, which was very conspicuous, so they immediately separated one person to enter the room to pay respects, and the other person greeted them.

Not long after, an old man who had perfected his Qi cultivation walked out with a group of people and horses, and respectfully welcomed Zhang Yuanhao and the others in.

Walking into the mineral vein, Zhang Yuanhao was not doing much, but Wei Qiang behind him looked around as if he had never seen the world.

The ground was dug hundreds of meters deep, and the winding Yuanling stone deposits were like a plain white strip, and the milky white Yuanling stones scattered in the deep pit were deeply embedded in the veins, and a large number of monks dressed in the robes of the Yunling Sect disciples were holding spiritual weapons and hoes and smashing them, and it took a long time to dig out a small pit.

At a cursory glance, there are hundreds of people scattered in the ore veins, and the Yunling Sect has almost mobilized all the disciples who can be mobilized in the gate, working overtime to excavate the Yuan Spirit Stone, it seems that they also don't have much hope for the next battle for the ore veins, and they have a mind to dig as much as they can earn.

"Adults, please take a break here, and the little ones go to the door to inform the door master!"

The old man who had perfected his qi training, and it was also the great elder of the Yunling Sect, Pei Yong, who arranged Zhang Yuanhao and the others in a stone house, ordered someone to put a table of fresh spirit fruits, and then retreated like a slave with his body bent.

Zhang Yuanhao closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on the stone chair to breathe, while Wei Qiang licked his lips, and seeing that Zhang Yuanhao didn't care, he quietly took a few spirit fruits from the bottom and hid to the side to eat.

Not long after, when the door opened, Zhang Yuanhao opened his eyes, and Wei Qiang, who was beside him, also swallowed the fruit in his mouth in twos and threes, and looked out of the house with a pair of black and white eyes.

It was an old man in a white robe with a white beard, and he looked like a fairy wind bone. To tell the truth, Zhang Yuanhao has seen all kinds of foundation building monks, and he has also seen a lot of them in the Yudan Realm, but no one is as ethereal as him, in his previous life, he must be an old god stick.

"Lord Sumen!"

Zhang Yuanhao immediately got up and arched his hand, and Wei Qiang, who was beside him, also hurriedly got up and saluted.

Su Yunling saw that Zhang Yuanhao's breath was extensive, and his cultivation was unfathomable, his face suddenly became happy, and his originally somewhat absent-minded appearance immediately became enthusiastic.

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"You mean, the Iron Corpse Sect also came to a foundation building realm?" Zhang Yuanhao touched his chin and frowned, "In this case, there are only two people on our side, and there will be one less person in the battle for mining rights in ten days?"

Su Yunling smoothed his white beard and said, "Elder Zhang doesn't have to worry, my Yunling Gate also has a lot of friends near this Qiyuan City, and I have already invited an old friend who has been friends for many years to come to help in the battle, he is on his way here at the moment, and he will arrive in less than three days!"

Zhang Yuanhao nodded, and didn't ask who that person was, and said straight to the point: "Who is the highest cultivator on the other side?"

Su Yunling smiled bitterly: "The Great Sect Master of the Yue Dao Sect, Wu Yue, was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building as early as five years ago, I don't know how far it has come now, and as far as I know, the person from the Iron Corpse Sect is also an existence in the middle stage of foundation building, even if Elder Zhang can defeat any of them, our victory rate is still slim!"

Zhang Yuanhao was silent for a moment and said: "Take one step at a time, you just need to fight your own game, and I will solve the rest!"

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After Su Yunling left, Bei Yongcai, the great elder of the Yunling Sect, came again and presented a full thirty-six pieces of high-quality Yuan Ling Stones, and even Wei Qiang on the side also got a Yuan Ling Stone, which made Zhang Yuanhao nod with satisfaction, this Su Yunling is quite good at being a person.

At night, Zhang Yuanhao opened his eyes on the stone bed, the sharp light in his eyes flashed, his body squirmed and changed, becoming a few inches shorter, and his face became an ordinary middle-aged face, and the temperament of the whole person also changed suddenly, looking gloomy and perverse.

Condensed a water mirror, and shone left and right in the faint moonlight, Zhang Yuanhao nodded with satisfaction, and changed the robe on his body into a low-level spiritual weapon soft armor that was scavenged from the storage ring of an unlucky ghost, and a cloud of yellow mangs gushed out of his body, wrapped his body, and then the whole person melted into the ground.

The Yue Dao Sect was established on the top of the Qi Creation Peak of the Lianheng Mountain Range, and the Qi Creation Peak was shaped like a ring knife, full of aura, so it was selected by the Yue Dao Sect as the mountain gate of the sect.

The Qi-making Peak is quite far away from Chilu Mountain, nearly a hundred miles, and it took Zhang Yuanhao half an hour to arrive.

Relying on the earth's supernatural powers, Zhang Yuanhao easily crossed the patrol sentry and walked through the mountains and rocks for a long time before determining the location of the treasure house of the Yue Dao Sect.

"This is it!"

Zhang Yuanhao's figure slowly emerged from the flat ground, the dim yellow light quickly extinguished, and the whole person was like a ghost, lurking in the darkness.

This is a room forged from pure metal, with a dark exterior and a large number of intricate patterns inscribed, and a faint halo on it can be seen when you look at the operation of the formation eye.

"It's not a spirit array!"

Zhang Yuanhao breathed a sigh of relief. If there is a spiritual array set up by a master of the formation path who has comprehended the true meaning of the formation path, then he will have to return with a feather.

A touch of red surged from his fingertips, and a rich aura of destruction spread, Zhang Yuanhao pointed out with a finger, destroying a weak node of the formation, and then the whole finger was like inserting tofu, and it went straight into it.

In a moment, Zhang Yuanhao concocted the same method, and buckled down half of the metal wall, and the formation prohibition of the metal treasure house was also destroyed.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuanhao's body turned into a whirlwind, and he quickly searched the treasure house, and put everything he could use into the storage ring.

"It's time!"

After finishing the matter, Zhang Yuanhao deliberately made a trace of movement, and then deliberately released a wisp of spiritual power fluctuations.

Airplanes!

In the Yue Dao Sect, many vigilance prohibitions lit up instantly, and two spiritual power halos rose to the sky, coming in the direction of the treasure house.

Zhang Yuanhao also used his spiritual power, his body was shrouded in a ray of blood, and he sensed it, and rushed towards a halo of spiritual power in the middle stage of foundation building.

Swish!

The five fingers curled slightly, and a ball of blood flame appeared in Zhang Yuanhao's palm, and then suddenly grew, like a cone of fire, and hit the oncoming aura of spiritual power.

Blood River Demon Sect's high-level spell - Blood Flame Cone.

This is a spell that Zhang Yuanhao spent a lot of Yuan Spirit Stone in exchange for Lin Han, and then poured a large amount of Qi Luck into it, and Shengsheng extended it to the Dacheng realm.

The blood flames were monstrous, the demonic aura was full, and in an instant, the spiritual power light shield of the coming's protective body was nailed, and only a miserable scream was heard, and the whole person fell from mid-air, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zhang Yuanhao didn't kill him, he estimated that he still had a breath, he didn't stay, the blood around his body condensed, and disappeared into the night.