The vastness of the Ancient Jedi was obviously beyond Yang Junshan's expectations, almost an hour after entering the Ancient Jedi, he still controlled the aimless flight of the Escape Light, and encountered a few Escape Lights along the way, but they were guarding against unnecessary communication with each other, and they were mostly in a hurry to avoid each other, and even met people outside the territory twice, the first time was a barbarian cultivator who was injured by Yang Junshan and fled, and the second time was when three or four demon cultivators ran with Yang Junshan for a cup of tea before finally getting rid of it.

This encounter also made Yang Junshan secretly raise his vigilance, in the Ancient Jedi, those monks who came organized obviously had a way to contact each other, if they fought alone, even if they met the Taigang monk Yang Junshan, they were confident that they could fight, but now it is clear that someone has begun to huddle, if they are accidentally surrounded by people, then Yang Junshan really wants to cry without tears.

After this encounter, Yang Junshan's speed slowed down a lot, and his actions became more and more cautious, and at the same time, he couldn't help complaining in his heart that the Ziyuan Dao Ancestor had casually handed over this task to himself, but as for the other news about the Wind Bead, there was nothing at all, although he said something about the scene in the Ancient Jedi, but now it seems that it is also useless, Ziyuan Dao Ancestor must have come to the Ancient Jedi, but at that time, she obviously did not come to the Wind Bead, or she did not get the Wind Bead at that time.

Just when Yang Junshan felt that his entry into the Ancient Jedi this time was completely like a headless fly, there was finally a violent fluctuation of the fighting method more than ten miles away from his left front, but from the perception of spiritual sense, this was more like a melee!

Yang Junshan naturally didn't want to participate in such a big battle, and no one knew when he would suddenly fall into a siege in the melee, and the possibility of an accident was too great.

However, Yang Junshan, who didn't know where to start, didn't seem to have any other choice, not to mention that Yang Junshan was also a little interested in the Heaven and Earth Lingzhen that might be fought for in the melee ahead, not because he wanted to fight, but simply wanted to see and understand.

The quality of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasures born in the Ancient Jedi may be slightly inferior to the Ancient Forest, but in fact, the difference is not too big, and the number of Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasures that appear in the Ancient Jedi is definitely more than that of the Ancient Forest, but when the Ancient Forest was opened, in addition to the treasures such as the Seven Treasure Gourd, there were still a large number of low-level spiritual material resources for the monks to collect, which was incomparable to the Ancient Jedi.

At the foot of Yang Jun Mountain, the retreat light accelerated, but before he could reach the place where the incident occurred, he had already noticed that at least four retreats were coming there from different directions along the way, and even two retreats were one step ahead of him and disappeared into the melee where the spiritual consciousness had manifested into a brilliant light curtain.

Yang Junshan hurriedly stopped and looked into the distance, but this melee had spread to at least nearly ten miles, and nearly twenty monks, including nearly ten foreign monks, were fighting each other, and his spiritual sense had been distorted before he could get close to the battle group, and he couldn't find out what this melee was doing.

However, how could these monks who were fighting in a melee let Yang Junshan sit on the side so openly and reap the benefits of the fisherman, just at the moment when he had just swept a radius of more than ten miles, two murderous rays of light came from the left and right in succession, and the person who shot was not innocent to target him, but just to involve him or retreat with interest.

Yang Junshan frowned, although he knew that it was a rational choice to retreat under the current circumstances, but in his heart, he was not to be outdone, and with a flick of his hand, the double-sided axe flew out of his hand, knocking a spiritual light on the left side away, and at the same time, the double-sided axe used the force of the collision to intercept the light on the right side.

Although the crisp sound of "dang" was extremely high, it was easily annihilated in the earth-shattering melee.

However, at this time, Yang Junshan's expression became a little strange.

Yang Junshan's choice obviously angered the two monks who had just warned him, and two rays of light, one left and one right, rushed straight at him.

Yang Junshan is not afraid, he has recently evolved a set of axe techniques from the earth shaking mountain, the power is still above the broken mountain spiritual technique, and the power of an axe splitting has the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, which is very suitable for a monk like Yang Junshan who is full of true yuan.

But seeing that he didn't pay attention to a rainbow light coming from the right side, he just slashed the double-sided axe to the left, and the monk who flew in front of him suddenly let out an exclamation, and his magic weapon was knocked away again, and at the moment of contact with Yang Junshan's magic weapon, the monk suddenly felt a force that could not be resisted burst out, and the spiritual sense he refined and remained in the magic weapon was almost shattered, even so, he lost control of the magic weapon for a while, and could only watch it be knocked away.

At the same time, Yang Junshan only pointed lightly to the right, and the opponent's seemingly powerful attack was gently pierced by him, as if his fluttering finger carried infinite power.

In the face of Yang Junshan's strong strength, just when the Tiangang monk on the left was hesitating whether to step forward to fight him again, Yang Junshan was already secretly talking to the witch monk who stepped forward on the right side through the opportunity of the fight.

"Brother Wu's cultivation has made progress again, congratulations!"

Wu Shuo smiled bitterly: "These words came out of your mouth, but they seemed to be mocking me!"

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "There are so many people, what kind of natural treasure are they fighting for?"

"It's in the wind, but now in such a scuffle, it's impossible to tell who is in the hands of the wind in the wind!" Wu Shuo smiled bitterly.

"The wind in the wind, but after the thousands of spirit plants were swept into the air by the wind, the wind was formed after the tempering of the Nine Heavens Gangfeng?" Yang Junshan said in surprise.

Wu Shuo nodded and said: "It is this thing, when the wind floc was found here, the unreal wind floc was surrounded by a whirlwind, and this thing is also the best thing among my Wu clan." ”

"Brother Wu is from the Houtu tribe, so he can use this thing?"

Wu Shuo couldn't help but smile bitterly again, and said: "If you can grab it, you will naturally not want to give up, but unfortunately in an instant, there are more than ten monks of all ethnic groups here, but under the melee, you can't get out for a while!"

Yang Junshan smiled, glanced at the other Tiangang monk without a trace, and said, "Now is a good opportunity!"

As soon as Yang Junshan's words fell, he was about to take action to cover Wu Shuo's departure from the battle group, but suddenly heard a burst of shouts from the center of the war group: "Everyone stop, the old man has a way to find out who is in the hands of that Lingzhen." ”

A Taigang Realm monk suddenly rose into the sky from the battle group, and his huge power was unreservedly released, even Yang Junshan's expression was solemn for a while.

"Brother Yang, it's time to get out!"

Wu Shuo was about to leave with joy in his heart, and at the same time did not forget to remind Yang Junshan of his body.

Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan unexpectedly blocked in front of him at this time, looking like he was not willing to give up, but Wu Shuo was stunned for a while.

At this moment, a series of three rays of light rushed out of the battle group almost simultaneously, trying to fly away in different directions.

"Hmph, I already knew that someone would escape!"

"In the hands of you, stay with you!"

At the moment when the three rays of light fled, two more rays of light suddenly flew out of the center of the battle group, and the aura emitted by each light was on par with the Taigang real person who flew into the air first, and these three Taigang real people caught up with the three who escaped at the first time, and then immediately several real people followed these three Taigang real people to participate in the siege, and there were three screams in succession, the first three people who escaped were killed one after another, and the three storage bags were gathered together by the three Taigang real people intact.

Wu Shuo only understood at this time that the three Taigang real people had obviously secretly joined forces, deliberately using a trick to scare away the monks who might have secretly obtained the wind in the wind, and then took the opportunity to capture and kill them before dividing them, if it wasn't for Yang Junshan blocking him one step, I'm afraid there would have been more than three people killed just now.

"Haha, here it is!"

The three storage bags were forcibly broken, and at least half of the contents contained in them were destroyed after the storage bag space was broken, but the cloud of spiritual treasures was not damaged, and was found by one of the Terran Taigang real people.

Only one of the three escaped monks had Feng Zhongfu in his hands, and the other two may be accomplices, or they may be the same as Wu Shuo before, just monks who want to get out of this melee, but in the eyes of the three Taigang monks, it is obvious that they have chosen to kill for the sake of this spiritual treasure!

One of them, Taigang Zhenren, was obviously a demon cultivator, with a pair of yellow eyes with a fierce aura, he glanced at the surrounding monks and said, "These things are ours, do you have any opinions?"

The monks around were silent, Yang Junshan nodded towards Wu Shuo, and then took the lead in turning around and leaving.

At this time, the three Taigang real people were indifferent, Wu Shuo hurriedly greeted him secretly, and a Wu clan monk also left with him immediately, but perhaps because of the same clan monks, Wu Shuo did not choose the direction of Yang Junshan's departure.

There were three monks who left before and after, and the rest of the monks also woke up and hurriedly drove the light away from here, as for how to divide up that group of spiritual treasures, it was the matter of the three Taigang monks......

Yang Junshan drove the light all the way out of twenty miles, but when he turned to look, he found that Wu Shuo did not follow, thinking that Wu Shuo was obviously not the only one in the scuffle at that time, Wu Shuo was obviously not the only one, and he obviously didn't want people to know about his relationship with him now, so he didn't chase after him.

Yang Junshan thought about it, and it seemed that he still had no clue where to go next, and when he was trying his luck in which direction to choose, he suddenly found that the surface of the storage ring in his hand suddenly overflowed with a faint aura.

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