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The vision of Bright Moon Lake in the territory of the Tang Empire in the Western Regions of Warcraft Island became more and more intense, and the moonlight emitted from the bottom of the lake penetrated the sky. It not only makes people dare not look directly, but also makes people dare not approach. Because it is said that there may be a fierce beast that kills people at any time under this Mingyue Lake, and it is said that the immortal treasure is about to be born, but whenever the immortal treasure is born, it will absorb the aura of all the spiritual things around it, as a monk, it is not a good thing to see the immortal treasure born for the first time.

No matter what kind of legend it is, in short, the matter of Mingyue Lake has spread throughout the entire Warcraft Island, and naturally includes the barren and remote corners of the northwest.

The northwest meets the Northern Desert, although it is still a world of windy yellow sand. But it is much smaller than the northern desert to the east. Therefore, there are countless magical beasts of all sizes growing here, and the monks and mercenaries of the Western Regions who dare not go deep into the northern desert in the east regard this place as a paradise for adventure. The swirling yellow cloud curtain at the intersection was like a wall between heaven and earth, separating the two worlds. And those who are familiar with this place are accustomed to calling that wall "the cloud curtain of life and death".

On this day, a group of monks roamed the relatively calm sand dune field, and a lone wolf of the Northern Desert quickly fled in front of them. The dozen or so monks could tell from the variety of costumes that they were mercenaries. Since the monks of the Western Regions admired the Sword Sect, the power of the Sword Sect also spread to all corners of the Western Regions. Therefore, anyone who has a little way to make a sword. Most of the monks here use swords. All kinds of swords play different roles, some of which serve as swordsmen. Some were axes, and some even walked with a giant sword more than half a person high. Still, some people make exceptions. That's the mercenary. Because mercenaries choose practical weapons that are very suitable for themselves. Mercenaries' unique weapons and simplified and practical combat skills can surprise and kill opponents who are stronger than themselves. However, mercenaries are not good at protracted warfare compared to monks, and under normal circumstances, they are generally more willing to be mercenaries because of the exercises, on the other hand, monks from big families and big forces with superior exercises, except for rebels with strange personalities, who are willing to leave the family forces to become mercenaries. Therefore, this group of eleven mercenaries has eleven different weapons: heavy swords, light swords, short blades, short axes, halberds, double-ring halberds, broadswords, long knives, bows and arrows, iron fans, and maces. One of them resembles a captain with a heavy sword on his feet. He said loudly as he flew his sword low:

"Everyone, hurry up, this lone wolf in the Northern Desert is full of treasures, and our family has to rush to Datang to find a fat girl!"

"Boss Zhong, as long as this guy is hunted and killed, we will break up immediately as we agreed in advance, and I can go back to Chang'an to enjoy it for a few months. One of the sturdy men with a mace on his shoulders continued before Boss Zhong could finish speaking.

As soon as the sturdy man said this, a thin man playing with a short blade immediately continued:

"What's so good about Luoyang's fat whirring, or we have a lot of beauties in Chang'an. Liufang Pavilion, Xiufang Building, and Liu Chunyuan are all better than those in Luoyang. ”

"Brother Gu is really ancient! Tang is fat and thin, the Han family women are quiet, and the Tang women are elegant, each with its own charm. It can have two stunning at the same time. This is not born in vain in the prosperous era of the Han and Tang Dynasties. The scholar with the iron fan in his hand continued.

"You can only show off in front of us, you go to Datang to try, a girl who washes her feet can make you stunned. ”

"Tang Shi Han Fu. There are no advantages or disadvantages. Talking to you mud poles is like playing the harp to a cow. ”

Fu Laojiu, who looked like a scholar, immediately refuted the surname Gu, although everyone talked and laughed. But the movement is not slow at all. Boss Zhong was the first to catch up with the lone wolf of the Northern Desert, and raised his palm-wide heavy sword with both hands and immediately turned over. The thin monk with the ancient surname was the second to catch up. The flickering figure surrounded the lone wolf in the Northern Desert and stabbed violently. Fight with maces, long knives, broadswords, and ten people to trap the lone wolf. Three arrows came again, and they returned to the hands of a strong woman not far away in an arc. The only woman on the team is the only long-range attacker

"Lu Zhen, you can be better. ”

"Big man, it's not like you don't know the speed of the lone wolf in the Northern Desert. If you're like you, Grandma and I can shoot you with my idle eyes. Alas, if only this girl had a Deceptive Bow and a Sun-Chasing Arrow!"

Under the continuous attacks of everyone, the lone wolf in the Northern Desert resisted desperately, but as time went by, he began to be injured continuously, and was finally dismantled by everyone.

Just as the eleven mercenaries dismembered the lone wolf in the Northern Desert and dispatched it cleanly, a stream of yellow sand rushed out of the cloud curtain of life and death like a flood in the east. On the sand dunes, a yellow dragon several zhang long is formed, from far and near. Before they could see what it was, they shot past them and sped away in an S shape across the dunes.

"Tumen Dragon"

The scholar exclaimed, and everyone immediately came back to their senses. Tumen Dragon is the overlord of the Northern Desert, and it is even more varied. For this group of monks in the middle stage of the strongest Yuan Infant and the weakest stage of the Dan Formation, the Tumen Dragon was naturally much more precious than the Northern Desert Lone Wolf. Tumen dragons are not uncommon at this northwest junction, but most of them are one-foot-long Ming Tumen dragons, which are extraordinary. But what makes everyone feel cold is that this thing is too fast. A lot of the time, you can't see it. However, when everyone was regretting, the yellow dragon in the distance flew back. Immediately after the sound of horses' hooves, a burst of yellow sand quickly rose. Soon, twenty or thirty pikemen overtook the mercenaries and continued to pursue the Tumen Dragon. However, one of the riders stopped beside Lu Zhen.

"Lu Zhen, go back with me. ”

"I want you to take care of it"

After Lu Zhen finished speaking, he went with the other mercenaries to pursue the Tumen Dragon. At this time, one of them came to the young man and said:

"Childe, it doesn't seem right! Liu Yue didn't feel a little breath of life in that Tumen Dragon. ”

"Teacher, you have taught me since I was a child, Zijian has long regarded you as a relative, and you still call Zijian good. Teacher, how can it be? It's a big living thing!"

"Childe, although Liu Yue is considered a royal prince. But it's not the same as the Majesty. Back then, if it wasn't for the old man who took me to the Eastern Pioneer Camp, he introduced me to Old Zu Jing to learn superior occult arts. Later, the old lady helped Liu Yue become the national teacher of the Han Dynasty. Therefore, without the old man and the old lady, there would be no Liu Yue today. Childe just followed this obsession in the old man's heart! I can't say which old monster has already taken a fancy to the prey! That guy is probably a spiritual creature wrapped in yellow sand, and now because of the attraction of Mingyue Lake in the Western Regions, dragons and snakes are mixed, but everyone has them, so it is not very peaceful! The old lady has repeatedly explained, we can't be careless. ”

"Teacher, my mother is really, how can Lu Zhen ignore me, but take me seriously. I, Lu Zijian, am also about to turn two hundred years old. The young man replied dissatisfied.

"Hehe! If the master is here, he will only turn two hundred years old. Besides. This is also the meaning of Majesty, you should know that Majesty intends to hand over the Han River to you, so your safety can be important!"

Lu Zijian did not answer, but rode his horse and galloped forward. The old man immediately rode after him with his staff in hand. A rider came to his side and saluted and said:

"Master Yuguoshi, Childe has rushed into the cloud curtain of life and death. ”

"You take a few people to follow the young lady around, and the old man on the son's side will go in person. ”

"Compliance"

As everyone entered the seemingly slowly swirling cloud curtain of life and death. A group of outlaw mercenaries and god-like knights armed with spears rushed in without the slightest hesitation. But when Lu Zhen broke away from his brother and arranged for the guards to rush in, a piece of flowing yellow sand in front of him covered the entire heaven and earth, like in the clouds. It's like the ocean again. From time to time, a figure came out and quickly sank.

"Boss Zhong, big guy, scholar, where are you?"

There was no response, but when a mace emerged, and was then consumed by a ball of yellow sand. "Whoosh" Three spiritual arrows shot at the ball. But by the time the arrow hit, the ball had already sunk in the sea of yellow sand. The usually bold Jianghu girl began to be scared at this time.

"Brother, Teacher"

There was still no response from the periphery. Only occasionally a mercenary or knight's weapon appeared, but it was quickly swallowed by a ball of yellow sand.

"Mother. Daddy, bless me!"

Lu Zhen, who was trembling in her heart, looked around at a loss. In another place, Liu Yue was protecting Lu Zijian and was facing a yellow sand ball.

"Teacher, where is this, and what is this?"

"Childe, this is the Inner Dan of the Twelfth-Order Tumen Dragon, and this is its world. It is the one who draws us and the mercenaries in, but sucks our essence to strengthen itself. I don't know who killed its body but ran away from the Yuan Shen Neidan?"

"What are we going to do? Is it very harmful? It's just a primordial god Neidan. ”

The Inner Dan of other demonic beasts or spirit beasts may not be considered a historical disaster, but this Tumen Dragon is an exception, when fighting, it can concentrate its energy in one place, and the pieces of flesh that have been cut by thousands of knives will not grow again. Not only can its body and even its fragments regenerate and evolve individuals, but its inner pill can also repair itself until it grows its body again. Therefore, without the cultivation of the Transformation Period, none of us is its opponent. ”

"The teacher has been stuck in the late infancy for many years, and with it, it is just the right time to help the teacher break through. ”

"It's good, it's good, but I'm afraid that there are more experienced God Transformation Stage seniors nearby. Childe, be careful not to let it get close, and watch Liu Yue clean it up. Bagua Seal"

Liu Yue raised the staff in his hand, and a golden light swept towards the ball. The ball didn't seem to pay attention to the two prey in front of him, but for some reason he didn't continue to approach them. , When the gossip seal approached, the ball ran away with a whoosh.

Liu Yue waved his staff again, and his figure suddenly swept forward. But the ball suddenly split in two, and fled in both directions.

"Can this phantom technique be hidden from the old man?"

Liu Yue rose into the air, and the staff in his hand struck out a golden light again. But at this moment, Lu Zijian suddenly felt a chill behind him, and the spear in his hand immediately swept backwards. It hit the ball that suddenly appeared behind it, and the ball suddenly opened its mouth and devoured the spear directly. Lu Zijian only felt that the ball was getting closer and closer to him. It's like I'm going to devour myself too. But at this moment, the half-section of the spear in his hand suddenly atomized, and a purple-shirted figure was formed in the blink of an eye. One of the figures' hands held the struggling ball tightly in their hands. (To be continued......) u