Three days later, Qin Ziyang's figure appeared in a valley. This place is more than 30 kilometers away from the Eagle Sorrow Stream, which is a naturally formed basin that winds into the depths of the Milian Mountain Range, which is very huge.

This place is very close to the battle line of Zheng and Zhao, and it is a decisive battle between the two countries.

Every day, hundreds of monks haunt the area, intending to invade the opponent's territory and intercept and kill them. At least thousands of monks have died here, and the bodies of monks on both sides can be found in almost every corner of the valley.

"I've seen my predecessors, I wish my seniors great success and an early marriage!" In a hidden place somewhere, there were ten Qi cultivation stage disciples who respectfully saluted Qin Ziyang.

This is a hidden stronghold of the five sects of Zheng Guo in this place, and it has always been under the control of the Zheng Guo sect. Their task is very simple, it is to monitor the actions of the opposing Zhao Guoda's troops.

If you encounter a lone monk, you can eat it and start immediately. If the cultivation is far beyond them, they will be far away.

Most of the monks on the front line are mainly foundation building monks, and it is rare to see Jindan monks. Except for the foundation building monks who are withdrawn and used to being alone, most of the foundation building monks will have five to ten Qi cultivation stage disciples from various sects of Zheng Guo under their hands.

Of the ten, the first one was a charming woman dressed in purple. With a goose egg face, peach blossom eyes, and a bewitching figure, looking at Qin Ziyang's eyes full of reverence.

This woman is none other than Qin Ziyang's acquaintance three years ago, Lin Ziyan, a disciple of the inner sect of Purple Smoke Valley. However, now, her identity is one of the true disciples of Purple Smoke Valley, and she is also the temporary leader of this team.

"Get up. Qin Ziyang raised his hand slightly and said, "How is the situation here?"

Lin Ziyan glanced at Qin Ziyang, stepped forward slightly, and said, "Uncle Hui, the other party has not moved in the past half a month. However, some time ago, a Jindan Ancestor flew over from the northwest, and we have already reported this matter to the sect. ”

"Monk Jindan......" Qin Ziyang said in a low voice, "Don't worry about this in advance, there are important things to do here, so let's act according to the previous situation." ”

"Yes!" Lin Ziyan and the other nine disciples bowed respectfully.

"Lin Ziyan, you come with me, I have something to explain. Qin Ziyang suddenly spoke.

Lin Ziyan's delicate body trembled, a trace of blush appeared on her face for some reason, and Ying Ying bowed: "Obey, senior!"

"Senior, wait a minute. However, a disciple suddenly shouted, looking at Qin Ziyang's eyes full of vigilance, and said, "I don't know if the seniors have any important matters, can you tell me?"

Qin Ziyang saw that the clothes on this disciple's body were Yuanyang Sword Sect monks, and he also looked like a sword eyebrow and starry eyes, and he was tall. When he came, he also saw that this person had never been by Lin Ziyan's side, and his attitude towards himself was not very respectful.

"It's a secret of the sect, and you are not qualified to know it yet!"

"Senior ......"

"Look for death!" The disciple wanted to say something, but Qin Ziyang snorted coldly, and a bloody light flashed, directly hitting this person.

The aura on this person's body flashed wildly, as if he had some body protection magic weapon, but his face was still very ugly, and he was a little frightened. Sure enough, in just three breaths, the blood light broke through the person's body protection weapon, directly blasted the person away, hit the stone wall not far away, and slowly collapsed to the ground.

Qin Ziyang glanced at the surrounding disciples with gloomy eyes, so frightened that the surrounding disciples didn't dare to move. Even another disciple of the Yuanyang Sword Sect had an ugly face, but he didn't say anything.

Lin Ziyan didn't seem to see anything, and ignored the Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple who stood up for her, but walked lightly behind Qin Ziyang.

"Waste!" Qin Ziyang scolded secretly, and reached out and grabbed Lin Ziyan's arm. The blood flashed under his feet, and the whole person flew into the sky with Lin Ziyan and fell somewhere.

......

After Qin Ziyang and Lin Ziyan left, everyone present looked at each other. The face of the Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple who collapsed to the ground turned red and white, and the other disciple hurriedly helped him up.

"Fellow Daoist Chu Zheng, that foundation building monk is a disciple of your Qingyang Sect, do you know it?" Suddenly, this Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple asked, and everyone turned their attention to a young disciple.

This young disciple was dressed in the clothes of a low-level disciple of the Qingyang Sect, and for some reason, from the appearance of the foundation building monk to the present, his whole person was not right, his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't know what to say.

Asked by this Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple, Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "No, it's impossible, I'm definitely dazzled." How could he, how could he become a foundation building monk!"

"Huh?" The eyes of the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect changed, and they said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Chu Zheng, it seems that you know this person!"

Chu Zheng's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "He, his name is Qin Ziyang, and he is a member of the Qin family in Wolong City. Three years ago, he was accepted as a disciple by my grandson, Uncle Po, and disappeared. But who knows, but who knows that he has become a foundation building monk today!"

"Hmph, I disappeared three years ago, and the foundation building is only three years at most, so I dare not take my Yuanyang Sword Sect in my eyes, damn it!" This disciple suddenly scolded, not only others, but even Chu Zheng and another disciple of the Qingyang Sect also changed their faces greatly, but they didn't dare to refute it.

The disciple kept scolding, and then took out several transmission notes from the storage bag beside him. I opened them one by one, I don't know what they said, and then they all came out.

In an instant, several transmission notes shot out from their hiding place, flying there.

Looking at the flying out of these fires, this Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple had resentful eyes, stared at the place where Qin Ziyang and Lin Ziyan disappeared, and scolded secretly: "Damn Qingyang Sect, dare to rob me of a woman, Lao Tzu wants you to survive, you can't die!"

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Somewhere deep in the mountain forest, a reddish blood mist suddenly appeared here, enveloping the surrounding three miles of land. In the blood mist, there was not a single insect or beast, all of them were killed by the poison carried in the blood mist.

And in a clearing in the depths of the blood mist, a pile of clothes was piled up messily, and two smooth figures were constantly entangled and undulating. As time passed, the blood mist that shrouded the place also began to tremble slightly, and a sweet and moist smell permeated it.

After a few moments, the two figures finally stopped after a violent tremor, and only the sound of rapid gasps remained.

After a long time, Qin Ziyang suddenly spoke: "I haven't seen you for three years, and your cultivation has only reached such a point, which is really disappointing to me!"

"Huhu," Lin Ziyan's face was pale and slightly flushed, and beads of sweat continued to slide down her sideburns, making her whole person look more lazy and charming.

The strength of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation is also considered to be in the forefront among the low-level disciples of Zheng Guo and Zheng Guo, but it is a pity that it is indeed far behind Qin Ziyang Yi.

"Lord, master, forgive me......" Lin Ziyan was out of breath, first, she was really tired just now, after all, Qin Ziyang had not tasted a woman for three years. The other is because she is a virgin, and Qin Ziyang's replenishment technique has also caused a lot of load on her body.

"Get up, there is a guest here, I will send you to the peak of Qi cultivation today!" Qin Ziyang waved his hand, and the wide clothes instantly wrapped his body.

Then, the blood mist that permeated the dense forest slowly dispersed. As the blood mist dispersed, several black dots slowly appeared in the sky, flying rapidly towards this place. [.]