The night was like an abyss, covering the land.

The rare calm on the surface of the sea is like an infinite mirror, reflecting the sky.

A certain bird that originally inhabited the clouds screamed away because of the arrival of the starship, which made the nervous crowd below, and only then was they stunned to find that there were many spectators hidden in some places.

Several figures slowly fell, like light feathers, not stained with a trace of fireworks, their clothes are quite plain, there is no special decoration, and there is no logo, but the material is definitely not something that ordinary people can buy with money, the key is that the fluctuations on everyone's body are not lower than the Yuan infant stage.

"This is..."

Sun Jingsen was puzzled at first, and then his eyes lit up, one of them he knew, he had worked together, a small family found a spirit stone mine, someone wanted to buy it, but he didn't agree, he wanted to take it for himself and eat alone, it is said that Huoyun Gongzi had personally gone to negotiate, but the other party didn't buy it, so it was this person who found the Sun family, united some families, and killed the small family, leaving no one.

That spirit stone mine, with an annual output of five million top-grade spirit stones, can be mined for more than 30 years, but it has the shares of the Sun family.

If there was no Huoyun Gongzi, such a good thing, nothing would have been the turn of the Sun family.

At this time, looking at the young man dressed in white and embroidered with a red cloud on his chest, the corners of Sun Jingsen's mouth rose, and a heartfelt smile was revealed, Yang Zhujun arrived at this time, and he was definitely a big savior!

"Huoyun Gongzi came to this poor and remote place in person, it is really incompetent, but it is a pity that he can't give a gift now, please forgive him. Sun Jingsen's words at this time were full of anger, his face was no longer shaking, the cold sweat was no longer flowing, and even some old injuries seemed to have been completely healed.

"The brothers of the Sun family don't have to be polite. Yang Zhujun smiled indifferently, so that Sun Jingsen and everyone had a kind of comfort like a spring breeze, this brother, only Sun Jingsen shouted almost kneeling on the ground, as if only in this way can he interpret his Sun Jingsen's admiration.

Lan Hong looked sideways, I have to say, Yang Zhujun is indeed very handsome, the sword eyebrows are obliquely inserted into the temples, a pair of eyes are like a star, the figure is slender and straight, it is really like a green bamboo, there is a pleasing feeling.

Moreover, although the cultivation of a body is a little lower than himself, but under the trade-off, his gap is too big, and he probably crosses the level to challenge this legend, which can only be completed by this kind of person.

"What a Huoyun boy!"

Even as an opponent, Lan Hongyuan couldn't help but secretly applaud it, the few people next to Yang Zhujun, in normal times, in another place, are also outstanding existences, but unfortunately compared with Yang Zhujun, it seems that it is a bit far-fetched to want to be a green leaf.

Lan Hongyuan's heart gradually sank, if there was eight points of hope to save the intestines before, at this time, there was not a single point, even he and Jin Lian had lost their way out.

Of course, if you want to go, there is still a chance for the two Yuan Infant Stage Fivefolds, even if Yang Zhujun does it himself, he may not be able to stop it.

However, since then, although the Burning Sky Star is huge, there is no longer a foothold for his own people, and the foundation that Duan Qing has spent several years laying has directly disappeared.

That's too much to pay!

Even if you fight to the death, you can't do this!

The past time flashed in his mind, and his glory was nothing compared to the height that Duan Qing brought him......

"Lan Hongyuan, are you still going to resist?" huh?" Sun Jingsen smiled, smiling easily and comfortably, "How are you going to solve this situation?"

"Surrender!"

"Put your head in your hands!"

"Damn, kneel, spare you from death!"

For a while, everyone brought by Sun Jingsen shouted one after another, and the scene became noisy, and everyone's nerves suddenly tensed again.

In the middle are a few people in the intestines, and they are Sun Jingsen and others in front of them, with two ends of the bag, but behind them, there are Lan Hongyuan and Jin Lian, who are still two heads.

Although there are more Yang Zhujun and others at this time, they are facing Lan Hongyuan, there is no manpower on Jin Lian's side, and someone wants to start winding around at this time, but Jin Lian is not given for nothing, I don't know when there are two more Emei thorns in his hand, and he has to fight hard with his wrist, how can Sun Jingsen's subordinates be the opponents of the Yuan Infant Five?

As soon as Jin Lian was about to make a move, their faces all turned dead, even if the situation was victorious, they still couldn't avoid the end of cannon fodder!

So, Yang Zhujun stopped his subordinates' roundabout actions, for him, this situation at this time is already a victory, then there is no need to die again, especially the vassals of the Sun family, and they will have to do some things in the future.

For Yang Zhujun today, his feathers have gradually plumped, and it is time to cherish them.

At this point, people are still dead, and no matter what, the face is a little less good-looking.

"I have to say, you guys can really toss. In just a few years, from a casual cultivator who couldn't even receive many tasks, he has become the sect master of a third-rate sect, which can be regarded as the pinnacle of your life, right?"

Yang Zhujun's tone was indifferent, as if he was a master who was out of the way, and he was commenting, he shook his head slightly: "It's a pity, casual cultivation, even if you put on a gorgeous coat, after all, it is still a casual cultivation, and it can't be a big deal." Whether you are convinced or not, that's the way it is. ”

Lan Hongyuan was silent, in the casual cultivation, he didn't dare to say that in the past hundred years, Lan Hongyuan was indeed the first to sit in the position of the sect leader as a casual cultivator, even if it was just a third-rate sect.

On the other hand, whether it is strength or connections, it is impossible to compare with Yang Zhujun.

If he is a manual laborer who is desperately struggling to survive, then Yang Zhujun is a nobleman born with a golden key.

That's the gap!

At this time, the young man beside Yang Zhujun sneered: "If you know each other, just kill yourself quickly, my son-in-law will spare you three thousand disciples of Baihuamen, if you are still obedient, maybe he will spare your three thousand disciples of Baihuamen."

Lan Hongyuan's eyes changed, and the man nodded: "That's right, right now, the attack on Baihuamen has begun, and all over the halls, good families, not one of them will be let go." All traces of your existence will be erased. Why? Look at the way you look, it seems that you are waiting for the Law Hall to come forward to stop it? Naive. ”

Whether it was Lan Hongyuan or Jin Lian, they were all speechless.

In that great war hundreds of years ago, in the fierce collision between the forces of Sanxiu and the sects, all the national systems disappeared, except for the name of the city, even the general name of the state was canceled, and it was replaced by the rise of various sects and families, gradually controlling the surrounding boundaries.

A large number of resources and materials are constantly being demanded by the sect families, and their responsibility is only to maintain a semblance of peace.

Everything is still up to the sect.

"So, whether you want it or not, you can't stop it from ending. Yang Zhujun said lightly, his patience seemed to have been exhausted, and he waved his hand boringly.

"It's just a matter of wiping the neck, as long as the knife is fast enough, it doesn't hurt so much. Sun Jingsen smiled grimly.

"What's the matter, don't you do it yet?" Yang Zhujun's subordinates frowned, and persuaded Yang Zhujun to leave with a secret transmission, so that even if he was dead, he would not be counted on his head, and he would be here to carry it.

Yang Zhujun groaned slightly, then nodded, and with a movement of his steps, he was about to turn around and leave.

Everyone, following Yang Zhujun's footsteps, their nerves were tense to the limit, as long as there was a slight movement, a big war was about to begin.

Suddenly, a few people appeared on the beach, and when the Du family saw it, wasn't this their own Du Changhai, and immediately asked curiously: "Uncle Hai, why did you come back?"

The situation on the beach made Du Changhai a little confused, and he subconsciously replied: "Why can't I come back?"

The Du family hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that, this sea is full of krakens!"

Du Changhai ignored him, looked at the elder of the Du family, and said: "Our Du family can't be involved in this matter anymore, otherwise, the responsibility for being exterminated will be borne by you." ”

"What do you mean?" The Du family elder didn't understand which one Du Changhai was singing, could it be that he was scared crazy by the kraken?

Du Changhai didn't pay attention to him anymore, as if he would complete a task by doing one thing, he turned his head to look at Yang Zhujun, clenched his fists slightly, and said, "Huoyun Gongzi, someone asked you to bring you a message, you can live if you leave now." If you don't go, you will die. ”

Looking at Du Changhai, who had no emotion and seemed to be able to imitate someone's tone of speech, Yang Zhujun's figure moved, appeared directly in front of Du Changhai, grabbed his collar, and said coldly: "Who told you this?"

The spittle stars splashed Du Changhai's face, which is quite incredible for Yang Zhujun, who has always paid attention to appearance, even the attendant next to him was stunned, and he didn't understand why Gongzi suddenly became angry, as usual, I didn't hear it less, but I had never seen him like this?

What kind of cultivation is Yang Zhujun, this mention of this almost strangled Du Changhai to death, where else can he answer?

"Who!" Yang Zhujun didn't seem to be aware, and he couldn't see Du Changhai, who was pale, and still asked sharply.

"Me. ”

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, his intestines were stunned, Lan Hongyuan was stunned, Jin Lian was not stunned, but her eyes were red.

Yang Zhujun turned his head in an instant, looking at the figure that appeared on the reef by the sea at some point, who else could it be if it wasn't Duan Qing?

Even his attendants didn't understand why Yang Zhujun was angry, it was because he saw a shadow of Duan Qing's words from Du Changhai's body.

In his heart, he was already annoyed and angry: "You dare to talk to me like this? Who do you think you are? A stinky cultivator! If you hadn't intervened, maybe Lao Tzu would have succeeded!"

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Yang Zhujun frowned, his eyes were stunned, especially when he saw Duan Qing's figure clearly, his calm face made Yang Zhujun almost crazy, and his voice changed tone: "Do you want to compete with me?