Since only the tribes of the Fuling Continent have formed an alliance with Qingchuan, it is naturally safer to go there for a few days first. According to the annotations on the map, Lei Xiaoyao set the preferred location at the 'Baimeng River'. Legend has it that this is the place where the Terrans, the Demon Race, and other large and small races allied to fight together against the powerful creatures of the stars in the outer lands during the chaos of the past. It is less than three thousand miles away from Qingchuan, and it is still between the Half-Blood Saint Clan and the Forsaken Human Race.

The purpose of going there is to find a medium-grade spiritual material called 'Mimosa', which immediately burrows into the ground and absorbs goblins to sustain life as soon as it senses the dawn of dusk. With the flower as the yang and the root as the yin, the delicate stem is half gray and half white, which is used to coordinate and balance. The flowers are as big and warm as a bowl, the roots are like fists and cold, only the stems are as thin as straws, and the whole plant is only two feet tall but has amazing toughness. It's just that hundreds of years are quite rare, and the dragon side still has to look for three hundred years, and after getting the exact information from Tengge, he immediately rushed over.

More than a dozen peaks here enclose a plain, and the peaks are evenly arranged, all of them are one large and one small. When he found that all the geomorphological features matched, he had arrived here, and it was indeed a good place for an alliance to form an alliance, but at this moment, someone had already taken the lead, and it was two. With his powerful divine thoughts, Lei Xiaoyao was the first to discover that there was someone inside, and quickly turned into a phantom and floated over gently.

And there is a light in the northwest that is hurrying towards here, and in that direction is the lair of the dove clan. After seeing the situation inside, Lei Xiaoyao suddenly realized that these two were fighting with murderous intent. A strong man with a beard and a little fluff on his face was looking at each other proudly. On the opposite side was a middle-aged man in a white robe embroidered with steep mountains and rivers, who was responding to the enemy cultivator with an angry face.

"The one who is stronger must be the Burning Bear Clan, and the bloodline in the white robe is not pure, and it is the Half-Blood Holy Clan." It's just that the Blazing Bear Clan dares to appear here, and they are bold and reckless, and I am afraid that they are also here for the 'evening mimosa'. The one who was approaching was a bit interesting, his own clan was farther away from here, and although he tried his best to hide his aura, the demonic aura that was obviously different from ordinary people finally exposed his old roots. Lei Xiaoyao thought in his heart, and stopped his figure in time, the balance of this situation was not biased towards either side, and the most critical place was under the feet of the white-robed man. Less than three feet away, a 'mimosa' tree is reaching the sky.

"Alas...... It's better to have more than less, go to the forsaken Terran, kill a traitor to his family in the ancient ruins, or visit again with a different identity. He retreated back six hundred miles away. In this way, even if they are discovered, they do not know their origin, and no one has time to care about people passing by in the distance.

A quarter of an hour later, an old farmer in his fifties and sixties, wearing a felt hat and an animal skin, flew south with a dry smoking gun. It's just that the sky didn't go as he wished, and after walking for dozens of miles, the void above suddenly twisted violently. Not only him, but the three peers near the Baimeng River were also surprised, and they all looked at the sky. A moment later, there was a loud thud, followed by a black dot that appeared and fell rapidly, about the center of the confrontation between the two. In just three breaths, the black dot turns into a soaring black gas, and he is trying to control the speed of the descent. There is a faint figure in the black air, with a plump and graceful posture.

"Uh? Seems to be......... It's a coincidence, it's not ......a coincidence!" Lei Yao muttered plausibly, tilted his head and frowned, sighed and turned to fly quickly to Baimeng River.

The figure in the black qi was still more than ten miles away from the ground, and was making cumbersome gestures, and more black mist evaporated from his body and rolled towards his feet, holding his figure as hard as he could in order to see the speed of the fall. Finally, he stopped his delicate body five miles away, and looked nervously at the three strange monks below. The demon was already standing at the top of a mountain peak, and after seeing the situation in the black mist, he was only surprised for a moment, and he sneered and looked down. And Lei Xiaoyao had been close for more than two hundred miles, staring intently at every move in the field, and a bit of cold aura emanated from his body.

"Are you a ghost cultivator?" The majestic Blazing Bear Clan's voice immediately chilled slightly, and all the spiritual pressure of the late stage realm of the Jindan Realm on his body was released. And the woman in the air seemed to be still observing, her face was a little panicked, and she didn't know what these guys were doing here. And he was unlucky and was thrown here randomly. After hesitating, she didn't answer, but the guy's unkind question made her slowly approach the white-robed man.

"Where did it come from? Looking at the phenomenon of space distortion, it seems to come from across borders. Our Fuling Continent has always been quite repulsive to the evil monks, please leave quickly, or return to my clan with me to verify it in detail before you can be released. After the Burning Bear Clan saw that he had shown his cultivation, the other party still ignored it, and showed a trace of unhappiness.

"Yes...... Come from...... Cloud...... Zhao Xuan Realm!" A faint and hesitant female voice came from the black mist, is this the five continents in the mouths of those guys? The aura is really not very good, it seems that it can only be mixed up in the future, but unfortunately there is no acquaintance, neither a map nor a direction.

"What kind of place is the Yunzhao Xuan Realm?

"You were escorted out of the ancient ruins by the power of the interface?" An even more gloomy voice came from afar, it was the demon cultivator who sent it, and immediately flew towards the ghost cultivator. And the Blazing Bear Clan's eyes immediately lit up when they heard the words Ancient Ruins, and they also began to quickly lean towards this side. There are only a few juniors left in the clan who have returned, and although they have brought back a large number of spiritual materials, they are still unsatisfied. And I heard that inside, two of them were actually killed by a monk of the Qingchuan human race, which made him furious.

At this moment, there happens to be a treasure trove that has crossed the border, and it is falling here, isn't it related to himself. But the demon cultivator in front of him is not a good thing, and he is going to kill and seize the treasure before he can say hello to himself when he arrives here. The people who came out of the ruins were rich and rivaled the country, how could they be allowed to swallow it alone, not to mention that there was a secret covenant.

Ghost Xiu saw that a person flying from the east seemed to be a human race, and the breath was purer than the one under his feet, so he went here. It's just that the breath of these four guys is vague, the white-robed man is undoubtedly in the middle stage, the demon cultivator seems to be in the late stage, and the one who is still on the road can't see clearly and has a strange face. He was able to survive the thunderstorm, and his cultivation was not stable, which really added fuel to the fire, and he was in danger when he arrived here.

"I only ask you, the seven Daoists who entered the West Demon Clan have all fallen, do you know about this?"

"I haven't heard of the West Demon Clan, and I haven't seen it. ”

"That fellow Daoist of the Holy Clan, can you sell the 'evening mimosa' to my old man at a high price?" The deafening voice roared into the ears of several people, and the people were still a hundred miles away.

"Presumptuous, how can the things of my Fuling Continent be handed over to outsiders first, since they were discovered at the same time, the two should be divided equally. ”