"Then, follow me to the place of the Yin Spirit Spring. After speaking, his eyes flashed coldly, and suddenly, the whole team looked at him in unison.

"Tong Hai is out of the ranks!"

In the crowd, a boy suddenly walked out, this person is the person who leads the wind Qingyang, all the way before, he saw his details to probe clearly, it turns out that he is a person of the black armor army, no wonder he is wearing a black armor.

Looking at Tong Hai standing in front of him, his age was the same as his own, and his cultivation was in the early stage of foundation building, looking at his calm face, Feng Qingyang really couldn't figure it out, he would actually be a loose cultivator who was wanted by Xiaoyaomen himself.

"You come and lead the team, today, we will reach the periphery of the Yin Spirit Spring!"

Tong Hai nodded, there was no change on his face, and the whole person looked like a piece of ice, unsmiling, like a piece of wood.

After he agreed, he flew up to a thousand, and suddenly, a group of black people flew towards the sky like locusts behind him.

And the wind is clear, he is not idle, as the commander of this team, his role is to suppress, of course, not to suppress the people in front of him, but those who are hidden in the dark.

The words of the city lord of Guiyuan City clearly echoed in his ears: "Go here, kill all the people who are blocked on the road, and leave no one behind!"

He knew that the current cultivation world was about to fall into a bloody storm, and this was just the prelude to the coming storm, and he was very interested in doing this fuse that detonated the chaos, of course, what he didn't know was that this chaos was indeed caused by him.

Five hundred people, flying mightily in the sky, under the breath of the five hundred monks in the early stage of foundation building, suddenly, all the monks who passed by lowered their clouds, or hurriedly retreated to the side.

Looking at the black-armored army that had gone away in an instant, they were in a cold sweat, because they knew that whenever this team was dispatched, they were afraid that there would be another place to suffer.

About half a day has passed like this, and at this time, it has been out of Guiyuan City for many miles, and everyone has lowered their clouds and sat on the ground to rest.

And the wind was clear, he was also sitting under a big tree, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, but at this time, he suddenly felt that someone was walking towards him quickly, so he opened his eyes and saw that the person who came was none other than Tong Hai.

I saw that his face was indifferent, and he walked five steps away from the wind and clear Yang, and said with a courtesy: "Dutong, there will be a small sect in front of you, and that sect is a subsidiary sect of Taixuanzong, and there is a half-step Jindan power in it, whether we will take a detour or go directly." ”

"Oh?" he moved inwardly, but his brow furrowed rapidly.

"How long does it take?"

"At least add half a day to the trip. Tong Hai replied indifferently, and then explained the location of this small sect to Feng Qingyang clearly.

But after listening, a coldness flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes, and he said: "No matter what kind of half-step Jindan power he has, he will directly crush the past, with me, you can rest assured!"

Hearing this, Tong Hai's eyes flashed, and he returned to the crowd on the side in response, and then closed his eyes and crossed his knees on the ground to meditate and cultivate.

"Seven Xuanzong, seven half-step Jindan powers?"

Feng Qingyang murmured slightly, this Qixuanzong is located in a military fortress, he is surrounded by endless fog barriers, and the fog barrier is extremely close to the eighth number of Tianzi, now the secret realm is about to open, the fog barrier is extremely unstable, he is even that strong corrosive power, although he is not afraid, but it does not mean that the five hundred monks under his command will not be afraid.

And if it is a detour, it will be necessary to bypass the area covered by Tianzi No. 8, so the road is relatively far, for Feng Qingyang, who is now racing against time, how can he waste this half a day's time.

"I am a concubine of Yuan City, and they don't dare to do anything to me. With a cold snort, he closed his eyes.

After breathing for about a quarter of an hour, everyone took off again and flew towards the Yin Spirit Spring.

After another half a day, when the sun was setting, they finally arrived at the sphere of influence of the Seven Xuanzong, and at this moment, they were stopping outside the sect of the Seven Xuanzong.

Feng Qingyang looked up, and secretly said in his heart that the position of the Seven Xuanzong was really well chosen.

As soon as his eyes opened, he immediately enveloped the Seven Xuanzong, flew into the air to take a closer look, and immediately saw the location of this sect clearly.

"You Long Branch...... It's no wonder that the aura here gathers and disperses, but it is enough for this small sect to use. He muttered slightly, but the essence in his eyes alarmed the disciple who was guarding the mountain.

"Who are you?", not long after, the disciple of the Seven Xuanzong Mountain Guard flew forward, looking at the monk in front of him who seemed to have melted into the darkness, and was suddenly so frightened that he could no longer speak.

Feng Qingyang stepped forward to see that this was just a disciple in the middle stage of Qi refining, and he didn't want to worry about it, so he said impatiently: "Call your sect's Zhu Shi Blade out." ”

"I ...... I...... Suzerain...... He ...... "He stammered for a long time, but he couldn't say a complete sentence."

Feng Qingyang was quite irritable in his heart, looking at this disciple who was almost frightened, and said gloomily: "If you don't want to die, hurry up and spread the word." ”

"Ah......h

The disciple was frightened by his cold tone, and immediately flew back to the Seven Xuan Sect, and after a while, there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping inside.

"I don't know if it was that gust of wind that blew the distinguished guest to my Qixuanzong......"

In the distance, a faint voice came, its voice was extremely indifferent, and it actually hid a dark coercion.

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, looked fixedly, and saw a few people appear in front of him, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a group of mixed disciples behind him.

"Guiyuan City!" Feng Qingyang replied with a cold snort, listening to the other party's tone, he knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would not be good when he borrowed the road tonight. After all, these Seven Xuanzong are subordinate sects of Taixuanzong.

Sure enough, when the people who came heard about Guiyuan City clearly, their tone became even more indifferent, and they said, "People from Guiyuan City, what are you doing in my Seven Xuanzong?"

"Borrow the way!"

"Borrowing the way?" Before the old man at the head could speak, the middle-aged man beside him was the first to stand up.

"Joke, if you are just allowed to pass like this, then where will my Seven Xuanzong face be placed in the cultivation realm?"

After saying a word, suddenly, the smell of gunpowder in the scene was very strong, and the wind was clear and did not answer, just a pair of shining spirits staring at each other unscrupulously.

"Half-step Jindan, the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and the rest are all monks in the Qi refining period. ”

Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows, he only had the cultivation of the peak of the early wandering corpse, but the other party had such a half-step Jindan and the peak of foundation building.

"Presumably, the old man of the half-step golden pill is inconvenient as one of the principals of the Seven Xuanzong, but he definitely doesn't dare to do it himself......!"

Thinking of this, his eyes rolled and suddenly moved to the middle-aged man.

"In the wind is clear, passing by the treasure land, you need to borrow a line, please understand!"