Xia Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat cross-legged to recover the consumed true yuan and divine sense. These days of penance, his application of the Heavenly Xuan Sword Formation Technique has reached the point of doing whatever he wants. However, he is not satisfied with the status quo, practice is practice after all, and playing against others is another matter. And the fastest way to improve is to grind between life and death, and fighting to the death with monks or demon beasts is undoubtedly the best way to exercise combat skills.

"Go to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range! There are not only demon beasts there, but the monk is the biggest hidden danger, and the last experience of picking the Spirit Flower is a living example. Some outlaws do some things to make money and kill people every day, and the conflicts caused by heaven and earth treasures are countless. Hehe, but that's the only way it's fun!"

Xia Lang sneered as he thought, the madness factor in this body was gradually stimulated with the last encounter in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range. The flowers in the greenhouse will not withstand the wind and rain, let alone how high the achievement will be in the future. He had also killed his own people and dueled with Hua Aomian, so how could he be afraid of the fight between life and death now? Not only that, but there was even a trace of excitement and expectation in his heart. Most of the demon beasts on the periphery and inner side of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range are in the foundation building period, and there are also a small part in the Jindan period, which is the most suitable for Xia Lang to practice, and that is the destination of Xia Lang's trip.

It's just a rookie in the foundation building period who goes to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains to experience, not only to fight with demon beasts, but also to guard against the calculations of people with intentions, this is no longer commendable courage, it is simply crazy, and outsiders seem to be looking for death.

"Shaoqiu, help me prepare some pills, Huiyuan Dan, Bigu Dan, and some pills for external and internal injuries to get me some, Ben Dashao is going to the back mountain to practice for a while. ”

"Uncle Shi, didn't you just come back, why do you still want to go out. ”

As soon as Chu Shaoqiu went out and was about to go to the Dantang for alchemy, he saw Xia Lang beckoning to him from afar, and seeing the other party in the dust made him sigh in his heart, strong strength does not come out of thin air, how can he stand out without hard cultivation.

"The cultivation effect is average, it's far from enough! By the way, what about Mingyuan? Why didn't you see that kid. ”

"I followed his master to refine the weapon, and my uncle has something to do with him?"

"Well, I met him and asked him to get me some steel swords, the more the better. Then help me make a piece of iron made of stainless steel, one foot high, seven feet wide, and four feet thick. ”

"Uncle Shi is going to make a door to the cave?"

"Imagination is abundant! Don't ask, you'll know when the time comes. Go get ready, I'm leaving. ”

After a while, Chu Shaoqiu handed over a bunch of bottles and cans to Xia Lang, and then Xia Lang set off. In Qingfeng Town, outside the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, he bought some accessories for cooking, although Bigu Dan quenched his hunger, but after all, it was not delicious, that thing was like eating a capsule, it was tasteless, and it couldn't satisfy his appetite.

"This little brother, are you going to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range to practice? How about we go together? The Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range is full of dangers, one more person has more insurance, and there is also a care for each other. ”

Looking at Xia Lang, who kept shuttling between the shops, a young man with small eyes walked over. He looked the young monk who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old up and down, his small eyes glancing at the storage bag on the other's waist from time to time.

"No, get out of the way! Look at your bear-like appearance, I know you don't have any good intentions! Why, look at my young master, treat me as a fat sheep? I want a storage bag, right, come and grab it! If you don't dare to rob you, you're the turtle grandson! A good dog doesn't get in the way, and he dies!"

Xia Lang glanced at the young man with disdain, and the young man's sleek eyes made him very disgusted, and he was very disgusted with this kind of scum who always wanted to get something for nothing. So he directly sneered and scolded. There are masters in Qingfeng Town, and private fights are strictly forbidden here, so Xia Lang is not worried about what the other party will do to him, not to mention that the young man does not have the strength to treat him.

This young man is only in the early stage of congenital, so he naturally can't see through Xia Lang's reality and thinks that his cultivation is not high at a young age, this kind of rookie is the main source of income for his passers-by, and since he is targeted by himself, there is no reason to let it go. Even if the other party's cultivation is higher than him, don't worry, he is not alone, can Xia Lang escape from their palms?

It's just that Sharon's insult that followed deeply stimulated him, he had been here for many years, but he had never met such a rampant young man. Under normal circumstances, even if others see through his purpose, they will not say it so directly, after all, he is a local snake, and he has to leave a line. But this kid obviously didn't play his cards according to common sense at all, and scolded him in public, which was a naked slap in the face.

"Little rabbit, you have to say it again!" said the young man, gritting his teeth.

"Grandson, come and grab my storage bag! Come on, grandson, say you're garbage. There are few species in this book, but you definitely don't have one seed, so if you have one, grab it and show it to me! Look at your bear-like appearance!

Xia Lang tilted his head and looked at this guy who was a little shorter than himself, and the disdain in his eyes was so obvious that it made the other party's anger smoke.

"Good, good, don't leave Qingfeng Town, or I'll make your life worse than death!"

"I'm afraid you have teeth! Of course I'm fine, I can meet a grandson today, I can have fun casually, this feeling is so cool, I am happy to see you angry. ”

Xia Lang clasped his hands on his chest and said with a hippie smile, the young man's face turned red, his lips kept trembling, and he couldn't say a word. He wanted to scold back, but he didn't know how to scold back at all, and before he could open his mouth, Xia Lang had ten sentences waiting for him. In the end, he could only look at Xia Lang viciously, and left with a cruel word.

"Big brother, what do you mean by being afraid that you have tartar?"

A crisp voice reached Sharon's ears, and he followed the sound to see a young man leading a little girl towards him. The little girl was very cute, she looked to be eight or nine years old, with delicate facial features and bright eyes. She wore a small braid, and with the bouncing walking posture, the pigtails also fell together, looking very lively. The little girl carried a small flying sword, not only did she not have a sense of disobedience, but gave her a unique temperament. What shocked Xia Lang was that this little girl turned out to be the same as him, with the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building.

Looking at the young man next to him, his pupils shrank. The young man is about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and good facial features, coupled with his slender figure and white clothes, which shows the extraordinary bearing of the young man. The most important thing is that he also carries a sword behind his back, and with the divine consciousness power of his mid-stage Jindan, he faintly senses that the other party has reached the late Jindan stage.

On the Ziwei Continent, only sword cultivators would dress like this, and it was very likely that these two people were from the Heavenly Sword Sect. He Hua Aomian is the same age, but his cultivation is higher than Hua Aomian, and he is simply an inhuman existence. The sword cultivation in the late stage of Jindan, which is known for its attack power, is it not able to crush the people of his generation in the near sect competition?

"It's a fierce rival!"

If he hadn't cultivated the Heavenly Xuan Sword Formation Technique, he might not have been this young man's opponent, but now he really can't say who will kill the deer.

"I'm afraid that you have teeth, which means that you bite me?

Xia Lang replied with a pleasant face, the little girl didn't react, turned her eyes to look at the young man beside her, and saw that the latter was laughing and leaning back and asked the reason, and the young man replied that only animals bite people, which made the little girl giggle.

"Little brother is interesting! Don't leave it at that! Xiaoyu, let's go!"

The young man greeted Xia Lang with a smile, and then took the little girl's hand and prepared to leave.

"Okay senior brother, goodbye, big brother!"

"Good to go!"

After speaking, the two walked in the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, and Xia Lang knew the other party's intention when he saw this.

"Looks like this competition is going to be exciting!"

He thought silently. The Heavenly Sword Sect has this master of the late stage of Jindan, maybe this is just one of them, what about the other sects?

"What do you want to do so much, let's improve our strength first. ”

Xia Lang also immediately rushed to the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, and in a hidden alley, the young man who was scolded by Xia Lang at first was staring at him with resentment.

"See how long you'll live! I'm going to chop you up and feed it to the dogs." ”

The young man gritted his teeth, and then he hurried to a private house not far away.