After only a cup of tea time, Yang Xiaoslow's heart of joy realized success!

Although he did not participate in the Northern Expedition, in the battle to defend Zhuhai City, Yang Xiaoslow still gave up his life, felt great compassion, and now feels the great joy after the catastrophe!

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In Zhuhai City, another happy event was added, and after the news spread, not only the monks came to congratulate, but even the mortals were even more happy.

Yang Xiaoslow had no reason to leave in a hurry, and was left by the monks of the Tianyin clan to live for a while.

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In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

On this day, Yang Xiaowan finally bid farewell to the Tianyin clan and embarked on the journey back to the land of the human race.

All the way to the north, the first thing you have to pass through is the Crimson Amahara.

This former territory of the Naked Clan, after the Naked Clan was exterminated, the Tianyin Clan did not come to occupy it, and it is still a borderless land.

The races in the territory of the hundred races are all born and raised, and their existence has a close relationship with the surrounding environment, and they are more attached to their own place of life than any race.

Unless necessary, most races will hardly covet the territory of other forces, and of course, some ambitious races cannot be ruled out.

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This crimson plain is named after the fact that the ground is red because of the red algae-like thing that grows.

Although decades have passed, there are still a large number of scar-like ground cracks, and in many places, there are still remnants of ruins.

I don't know how long it will take for the scars after the war to disappear completely.

When Yang Xiao came over, except for some monks who came to hunt for treasures, he hardly saw any living creatures.

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Taiyi Qinglingfang shuttled under the moon and did not stop.

Yang Xiaoslow stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the red earth under the moonlight, giving birth to the feeling that this world was not the other world, his eyes were slightly stunned, I don't know when he can return to the Tianyin clan.

Boom –

Suddenly, in the side direction, there was an explosion sound.

Yang Xiao's heart moved when he heard this, and he turned his head to look, only to see that hundreds of miles away, under the black night sky, a bright light and shadow exploded, and it was clear that someone was fighting.

She is not a nosy person, but after all, this place is close to the territory of the Tianyin Clan, and she is worried that someone from the Tianyin Clan will come here to hunt for treasure and be in danger, so after all, she can't help but release her divine sense and go in that direction.

Soon, the scene of the great battle came into view.

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In the fight, there were two monks.

One person is an old man of the human race, and the realm of the early stage of the ancestral aperture is naturally unfamiliar, and Yang Xiaochuan doesn't know who it is.

The other one, also in human form. The appearance is much weirder, tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, every inch of skin on the body seems to be a crumpled old tree bark, and there are strange cracked marks, a long hair, is gray-green, as if an old tree has transformed into a shape, and the realm is the middle stage of the ancestral aperture.

Both of them are wood cultivators, exerting their wood supernatural powers, and their power is very immense, the void collapses, and the earth cracks.

In addition to these two, there were other monks.

A young man in his thirties, dressed in a golden white dress, tall and handsome, with long turquoise hair, fluttering in the wind, added a bit of demonic charm to this person.

This person was holding his hands behind his back, and his smile was unfathomable, and the old god was watching from the sidelines, just looking at this posture, he knew that it was the side of the old man who had the upper hand on the bamboo pole.

As for his realm, it is the late stage of the ancestral technique.

This person was not standing on the ground, but on the bow of a ship, and behind him, there were dozens of monks, all of them at least in the realm of mortal decay, and most of their hair was turquoise, looking at it with their hands folded, and laughing very evilly.

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"Wood Spirit Clan!"

Yang Xiaoslow's eyes flashed from afar.

After staying in the land of the hundred tribes for so long, she still knows a little about the powerful race among the hundred tribes.

The most striking feature of this race, after the transformation, is that most of them have turquoise hair, and they are also cultivating Mu Yuanqi.

And this race is now also in trouble, and the internal division is very powerful.

After only one glance, Yang Xiaoslow urged the Taiyi Qingling bream to fly forward.

No matter what these Wood Spirit Clan were doing, it was not something she could stir up, and it was impossible for her to save that Terran monk!

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And the handsome man in the late stage of the ancestral apparatus also noticed the moment he noticed Yang Xiaoslow's divine sense, and looked back in her direction.

In the two deep and turquoise pupils, there was an evil smile, which flashed in a flash.

"What are you guys going to do? I have no grudge against you, why did you want to find me?"

In the fighting, in the early stage of the ancestral aperture, the human race that fell to the bottom of the wind shouted angrily at this moment.

"Your Excellency, please visit our Wood Spirit Clan, it's that simple!"

The old man with the bamboo pole said coldly.

"We have no intention of taking your life, so you'd better not have any thoughts of blowing yourself up!"

The old man with the bamboo pole added another sentence.

So far, he has indeed never killed the other party.

The old man of the Terran was depressed when he heard this!

It's okay if the other party doesn't say it, but if he says this, he won't fight, he won't blow himself up, and he can't escape, and he can't do it.

But the opponent certainly didn't have any good intentions, that's for sure.

Boom Boom –

The fight continues!

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"He will hand it over to you, and I will go and take down that Terran female cultivator!"

The handsome man standing in the bow of the boat in the late stage of the ancestral abrupt said suddenly, and the green light on his body flashed, and a green waterfall-like light and shadow went towards the sky.

Then the handsome man disappeared without a trace.

Tianbu Pass!

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On this side, Yang Xiaoslow was still flying into the distance.

In her mind, she gradually had a bad feeling and began to be born, but she really couldn't think of the reason why that group of wood spirit clans would take action against her, she could only remind herself to be vigilant, and the long sword she used to use had been taken out and held in her hand.

Swish!

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoslow's eyes were spent!

I saw that dozens of feet in front of the bow of the ship, green light flashed from the sky, and a figure had been intercepted there like a ghost.

It was the handsome man in the late stage of the ancestral aperture, and after this person arrived, without saying a word, he just punched the Taiyi Qingling Boat that was flying at high speed.

Bang!

The moment Yang Xiaoslow saw this person, the opponent's fist had already slammed into the Taiyi Qing Lingfang.

This medium-grade spirit treasure, like a piece of paper, exploded in an instant, blowing up a sky of debris.

The magic weapon was damaged, Yang Xiao's head was slow, and it hurt violently!

Swish!

In pain, there is another flower in front of me.

The handsome man, ghostly, passed through the area of exploding debris, appeared in front of her, and slammed into it with another punch, like a demon god.

Yang Xiao's pupils condensed slowly, and he could only rush to strike with a sword!

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Bang!

Another explosion.

It was Yang Xiaoslow's turn to have the long sword in his hand, as if it was paper-paste, and was blasted into a pile of iron slag by the other party, and it had even more terrifying power, burrowing into her flesh, like a spear stabbing straight ahead.

"Ahh

Yang Xiaoslow screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and he fainted in pain on the spot, without the slightest power to resist.

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Two punches!

First punch, ship shattered!

The second punch, the sword shattered, and the person fainted!

This green-haired man like a demon god defeated Yang Xiaoslow with a crushing momentum, and this kind of strength is probably not something that an ordinary late-stage ancestor cultivator can have.

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Yang Xiao fell slowly to the ground.

The handsome man flashed again, and he had already hugged her sideways and blocked the Yuan Shen mana first.

"Hey, how can this little girl of the human race have such a strong vitality in her body?

The handsome man glanced at it a few times and said in surprise.

looked at it again, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect a small fish to be more suitable as a sacrifice than a guy who is more powerful than her, this time, I have made a contribution." ”

When the words fell, he laughed out loud, and flew in the previous direction with Yang Xiaoslow.

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On that side, it's not over yet.

After the handsome man returned, he put Yang Xiaoslow on the boat, as if he was unwilling to wait, and joined the battle.

After a while, the old man of the human race was captured alive, and he also fainted, blocking the mana of the Yuan Shen.

The crowd didn't talk much nonsense, drove the boat, and flew in other directions.

What are these Wood Spirit Clans going to do?

What will be the fate of Yang Xiaoslow?

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In the Tianyin clan, there is still a happy atmosphere.

But on this day, all the mortal monks, including Yin Yu'er, Yin Wen, Yin Ya and others, came to the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I just received the news that the people of the Wood Spirit Clan are making trouble again!"

A middle-aged man on the throne said in a deep voice, Sven is elegant, his body is straight, and he is in the early stage of his ancestral realm, he is the father who has no regrets, and the lord of Zhuhai City, Yinlong.

"What did they do?"

Otozo asked.

Every move of several powerful races is shocking.

"They are arresting Mu Xiu everywhere, and I heard that there are a large number of Mu Yuanqi cultivators on the side of the Yi Clan in the deep mountains, and they have all been captured by them!"

"Are these guys crazy, what the hell are they going to do?"

Someone said indignantly.

No one answered the question.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all looked solemn.

And Yinwen and Yinya thought of Yang Xiaoslow, who had left not long ago, at the same time, and prayed that she was safe.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to restrain the monks from today, and if you have nothing to do, you are not allowed to stay away from the various forces of the Tianyin Clan, the Wood Spirit Clan, which was not provoked by us. ”

At the end, Yin Long sighed and said, "If any of you are captured, we Tianyin Clan have no qualifications to ask for someone from them. ”

The crowd was silent.

At this moment, they suddenly thought of the man who died under the punishment of heaven, the man who vowed to break free from the shackles of fate of the Tianyin clan and preach to the people and even the ancestors.