In the territory of the Xingzhou Terrans, on a small barren hill, at the foot of an inconspicuous mountain cliff, faint voices were heard from time to time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut if you look around, there is a figure somewhere. Fortunately, this place is really barren, and in this cold season, even a villager who goes up the mountain to collect firewood will not come.

Only the two crows rolled their eyes and listened for a while, and then flew away with a cry of "yaaa" among the low tombs scattered around them, and on the withered old elm tree.

At this time, there was a black and thin old man, stepping on a strange shovel-shaped magic weapon and flying over. After landing in the middle of several tombs, he carefully scanned the surroundings for a while, and then he was fully conscious, and carefully scanned the range of three or five miles in a radius.

After confirming that there was no one else but him, the old man walked quickly to the dead tree. The old man stretched out a pair of thin, fleshless arms and grabbed the dead tree. But he didn't use any magic power, and the green tendons on his thin arms burst out, and he forcibly pulled up this old tree of the thickness around it, along with the entire ground in a square circle.

On the ground, a dark and bottomless hole was suddenly revealed. Perhaps it was the movement of the tree pulling up that alarmed the person who spoke, and the faint human voice stopped.

A shrill voice came from the cave and said, "How many ridges are there in front of the door, and how many smoke are in the middle of the ridge?"

The old man replied with a serious expression: "My family faces the Great Pingchuan, and there are three smokes in peace. “

The shrill voice listened to it, and said happily: "It's okay, it's the senior brother in charge who is here, put the guys away." Then a sound of laughter sounded, and then the shrill voice came: "Senior brother, come down!"

At this time, the black and thin old man's mana was slightly released, and a whirlwind rose flat and rolled up the sand and dust in the sky. After the sand and dust had cleared, the dead tree had been put back in its place, and even the footprints of the old man and the traces of pulling up the old tree had been covered by the sand and dust raised.

If it weren't for the black and thin old man flying in that strange magic weapon, I'm afraid everyone would think that this is a group of top masters of the rivers and lakes, doing things here. Who would have thought that the black and thin old man who was not amazing in appearance turned out to be a Jindan monk with advanced cultivation.

In the cave, the old man of the black and thin Jindan, looking at the dozen or so people in front of him, sighed secretly for a lifetime, and took the lead to walk towards the depths of the cave. None of these people made a sound, only a thinner old man stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, we~~~" After finishing speaking, he was interrupted by the old man with a gesture. A group of people will consciously light their steps and move forward cautiously and silently.

At this moment, in the sky, two more rays of light flew at great speed. Looking at the glorious appearance of the treasure, it is clear that they are also two magic weapons. Only then did the two of them see the environment clearly, and their alternate divine senses swept over, and they did not find any traces of the forbidden circle of the magic circle. Although there are small traces of mana fluctuations, the strength is not as good as the magic weapon of the imperial envoy, so it is naturally ignored by the two.

The two nodded and said, "I'm not here, I chased for three or four days, and I ran away for that old boy, it's really unlucky!" After speaking, the two didn't stop, and flew away with the magic weapon.

It's just that after a while, the two streamers came back again, but this time they didn't even fall on the ground, but their divine sense scanned it a few times, but they saw that there was no one and left in a hurry. This time I waited for a long time, but no one came. Only the occasional three or five jackdaws chirped, but they flew by without stopping.

The old man of the black and thin golden pill underground, only then did he take back an ordinary, thin transparent silk without any spiritual power fluctuations, and said, "Okay, it's all gone!"

The people around them let out a long breath and whispered to each other.

At this time, the old man with the thin voice stepped forward again and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, what is the purpose of this adventure and gathering everyone? If it is discovered by those people from the Heavenly Fall Society, we will be wiped out." “

At this time, among the dozen or so people, someone said: "Master, we are living such a wretched, it is better to fight with them." Even if you die, it's better than a lifetime of hiding like this!"

"Yes, it's better to fight, killing one is enough, killing two is earning one!" In the crowd, the voice of echo immediately sounded.

The old man of the black and thin Jindan sighed and said, "Fight! What do you use to fight." In the past thousand years, we have been hunted down by the Celestial Fall Society, and all the masters have been lost, and the classics have been scattered. You all have built a foundation and are still using the inferior magic weapons, desperately, I think it's almost like sending you to death!"

Among the crowd, the only young man in the Qi refining period asked in a young voice, "Master, why did the Heavenly Fall Society chase and kill us?"

A middle-aged man on the side of the young man said: "More than a thousand years ago, when I was at the peak of stealing the Heavenly Gate, at that time, there were also Yuanying masters in my door, and there were more than a dozen Jindan. Who knew that the Heavenly Fall would suddenly rise, and I had to say that I stole the Heavenly Gate and stole the tombs of their ancestors, and then I have been chasing and killing us until now. “

The young man asked in surprise: "Although we steal the Heavenly Gate for a living, don't we have rules for stealing the tomb of the Lord? “

The middle-aged man said, "I'm sorry!" The man suddenly raised his voice: "At that time, his Heavenly Fall Society had just risen suddenly, even if we wanted to steal his ancestral tomb, he didn't have it! “

At this time, someone said: "Little nephew, you don't know, the Tianyuan Society is a famous faction on the surface, but in fact, it is secretly doing some dirty things. He chose us back then because we stole the Heavenly Gate and clashed with the name of their Heavenly Fall Society. Moreover, they also want to make a fortune by robbing tombs! Over the years, many tomb robbering sects have been exterminated by them for a reason. “

When the middle-aged man heard this, he suddenly shouted: "Tomb robbery, just a group of guys like them who don't talk about the rules at all, are also worthy of being called tomb robbers? Just how many tombs with owners they have excavated over the years? How many people have been blamed for stealing the gate of heaven for us? Those tombs, even a dozen of us can't steal them if we are tired to death!"

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited, the old man of the black and thin golden pill hurriedly stopped everyone and said, "Okay, let's be quiet! This time, I summoned everyone here to discuss this matter." ”

After speaking, seeing that everyone was quiet, he said again: "I don't have much life!"

In a word, it was like a bowl of cold water in hot oil, and suddenly the whole crowd boiled. They all asked: "The head of the family is a Jindan monk, how can he suddenly have a short life?"

Even the old man with the shrill voice hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, you are only more than three hundred years old, why are you here to say this with your Jindan cultivator?" You must know that although the human race monks do not have the longevity of the demon race, the Jindan monks also have at least five hundred years of life, and there are also six hundred-year-old Jindan monks who can be well recuperated. The head of this Heaven Thief Gate said that there were not many longevity at this time, and it was indeed earlier.

The old man of the black and thin golden pill smiled and asked, "Senior brother, do you remember what I looked like back then?

Hearing this, the old man in the shrill voice was stunned for a moment, and then tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he understood everything at this time. I think that in my memory, the senior brother was a tall and mighty genius and handsome person. According to the longevity of Brother Jindan, it should only be a young man now.

Thinking of the senior brother escaping for himself and the others, and facing two or three Jindan opponents of the same level many times, the old man's voice trembled in a thin voice, and he asked, "Senior brother, did you use that "Burning Shou Ji Yuan Jue"?"

The old man of the black thin golden pill nodded calmly and said, "It's a pity, I still didn't save your second senior brother and a few of them." ”

At this time, the young man saw the sad looks of everyone, and couldn't help asking: "Master, what is the "Burning Life Essence Formula", is it very powerful?"

The middle-aged man whispered: "That "Burning Shou Ji Yuan Jue" is a method of burning Shou Yuan to stimulate one's own potential and improve mana in a short period of time. Your master and ancestor have burned their longevity many times in order to save us over the years, so there will not be much longevity!" A six-foot man, he whimpered as he spoke, and he couldn't talk anymore.