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Han Sheng said quietly, his flying sword turned sharply, stabbed diagonally to the right, and circled around Tianzhu Mountain in a big circle.

The white wolf and the wind kite Su Jue who followed closely behind were quite stunned, there was obviously a large open space in front of the left, but Han Sheng forcibly passed over the rocky mountain on the other side.

He stopped talking, and the sword sped as fast as lightning from beginning to end, and the wind kite behind him was buried in hot pursuit, and was almost thrown off several times.

Su Jue bit her lips lightly, she felt that this Tianzhu Mountain and Han Sheng had a constant relationship, did he know that Qingyun met the White Bone Demon King here?

The white wolf looked cautiously at Han Sheng's side face, his lips tightened, and his eyes stared straight ahead, as if nothing would distract him. The performance is very good, and it would be even more perfect if you could control the sound of the accelerated heartbeat.

is a person with a story, and he sighed in his heart, but they are all sad stories.

It wasn't until he vaguely saw the light in front of him that Han Sheng slowed down, and the wind kite behind him came to his side, breathing rapidly and sweating on the tip of his nose, and whispered, "Is it the Yunhai Sect in front?"

Han Sheng shook his head: "No, Yunhai Sect is much bigger than it, it is a small workshop. ”

He flew forward, the night was dark, and when he was only three miles away, Han Sheng finally understood where this was. He smiled dumbly, the Lingming Sect's talisman workshop, I haven't seen him for a long time.

Back then, Han Sheng led the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and after conquering the Fu Gong Workshop in one fell swoop, he set up camp in the woods. And he was seriously injured by a punch because of an awkward quarrel with Jiang Lin by the small lake, and he was unconscious all night. indirectly led to An Zhiming's first monopoly in his life, and began a great purge, and after he was expelled from An Zhiming, the fate of the Sanxiu Alliance has since embarked on two different routes.

Today's An Zhiming has already caused a sensation in the world, controlling hundreds of millions of loose cultivators, and Jiang Lin has become the true legend of Kunlun and is favored by the master; he entered Shushan to learn art, and escaped from the lock demon tower, his life has ups and downs, and he doesn't know where to go; only the more than 1,000 scattered cultivators are sleeping under Tianzhu Mountain, so that Han Sheng still can't let go.

If Sanyan doesn't die for a day, he won't dare to sleep, let alone cross Tianzhu Mountain.

Han Sheng took a deep look at the Fu Qi Workshop, his divine sense flashed, and he sensed that there were more than two dozen living beings in it, but it was a pity that he was only in the middle of Qi cultivation.

Fu Xiu is really not as good as the generation, and even the number of professional workshops such as the Lingming Sect to make talismans is getting scarcer day by day.

Of course, it is not excluded that he took away the talisman masters cultivated by the Lingming Sect at the beginning, resulting in the lack of access to the talisman workshop, and these are just apprentices who are practicing.

Han Sheng smiled slightly and continued to move forward. He only knew that there was one way to reach the Yunhai Sect's weapon workshop, and that was the one where he and his brothers fought back then.

In other words, Han Sheng looked ahead. He will pass through the Qiyue Sect, the Yunhai Sect, and the Oil Canyon. However, this time you don't have to go around in circles, you can cross Lancang Mansion and follow the route you used to take when you bought Zhujidan.

Revisiting the old place is sad.

Han Sheng shook his head, trying to get rid of the gloomy and sad mood, this time he came back to worship Uncle Zhang with a wind kite, don't always pull it on himself.

Wind Kite Edgeworth came to his side and asked in a low voice, "Dao Xuan, are you familiar with this place?"

Han Sheng nodded: "I've walked here before. ”

"That's good. Feng Kite breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you didn't know the way, and you had to stop and identify a place, so we'd better find a guide......"

Su Jue also breathed a sigh of relief in the back, obviously thinking that he was looking for a way.

Han Sheng smiled: "Don't worry, I know this road very well." From here to Yunhai Sect, the straight-line distance is 34,000 miles, passing through 12 mountains, 41 rivers, and encountering a total of seven sects. ”

Looking at Han Sheng, who was talking eloquently, Feng Kite was dumbfounded: "How do you know so clearly?"

Han Sheng smiled but said nothing, and Edgeworth went straight.

When the Sanxiu Alliance left the Yunhai Sect that year, An Zhiming suggested taking the desert road and entering the 100,000 Mountains in a big circle. But Han Sheng insisted on going straight and asked Yun Si to do a detailed investigation, but in the end, he fell on Tianzhu Mountain because of luck.

However, even if you enter the 100,000 Mountains according to An Zhi's fate, it is useless. The demons will eat them alive or keep them as livestock. This is a mythical world after all, and it is even more unfair than the earth.

There is still a saying on the earth that "a man is angry and blood is splashed ten steps", after all, even if you are the ancestor of the Qin Emperor and Han martial arts, Kong Sheng, it is also a knife to death for ordinary people. But in the Eight Desolations World, the puppet is always the puppet, no matter how angry you are, the fists and swords will fall on the enemy, as long as he has mana, you can't hurt it. As a puppet in the Eight Desolations World, when he is angry, he can really only "grab the ground with his head, and cry out in vain." ”

There is no hope, on the day of enlightenment, Han Sheng understood that there was no hope of changing in this life, and the cruel words he said in front of the top leaders of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance were just to save the last dignity. Moths can't get flames, so let the ugly moths turn into flames.

If life is not happy, why is there any fear of death?

The high mountains and green valleys swept past Han Sheng, and groups of monks emerged. He frowned slightly, he hadn't seen him for a few years, why did there be so many monks even in the barren mountains and mountains on the side of the road?

Han Sheng hid in the sky and walked quietly, he didn't want to cause more trouble. The wind kite also used a trick to hide himself and Su Jue. On the way forward, Han Sheng heard what someone below was saying about the "Alliance", "Tiangongmen", and "Alliance Master", which made his heart move slightly. Where did these monks come from? How did they gather here? Do the Qiyue Sect and the Yunhai Sect care?

Feng Kite exclaimed in the back: "These are Qingzhou, Jizhou, Jingzhou, and the local Xuzhou monks, why did they all come to Ningyuan Mansion?"

Su Jue smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's a group for warmth, you don't see that they are all western and western." ”

Feng Kite nodded and said, "That's true, all of them are C-rank or even B-class sects from the west, gathered near the Qiyue Sect. ”

They traveled all the way, crossing the mountains and forests, and when they were about to enter the Lancang Mansion, Han Sheng's body suddenly shook and stopped flying.

"Well, have you reached the ground?" the white wolf woke up from his slumber, rubbing his eyes with his paws and yawning.

"Is this the weapons workshop? Why didn't you see the mountain you said?" The white wolf looked at the clearing in front of him and said in shock: "There is not even a workshop! But this explosion is too powerful, how can a radius of 100 miles be exactly the same?!"

"Shut up!" Han Sheng jumped down from his sword, the white wolf looked at him blankly, and the flying sword still stayed in mid-air. The wind kite from behind came and asked, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

The white wolf shook his head and said, "I don't understand, he said to shut me up......"

Wind Kite was speechless for a moment, and she landed beside Han Sheng, watching him half-crouch on the ground, carefully removing a strip of brown cloth from a patch of thorny grass.

It's just a plain brown strip of cloth, with the only difference being that it smells faintly bloody. It may be that the owner was seriously injured, and the blood soaked through his clothes, staining the strip of cloth brown.

"Dao Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Feng Kite asked timidly, and Su Jue behind her also whispered: "Brother, calm down." ”

Han Sheng, who was half-squatting, tightly pinched the strip of cloth, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, his pupils were sharply congested, and the aura of heaven and earth was frantic around him, and the wind and clouds were surging, lightning and thunder. He felt a familiar smell when he was flying just now, and the smell was the same as many years ago, when he was beaten to the bone, but he opened his mouth and bit the man's finger until the blood flowed out, hot and hot!

Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan, Sanyan!!!!!!!!!

Han Sheng Huo Ran got up, countless thunderbolts exploded at the same time, and under the reflection of lightning, his face was as hideous as the demon god who had descended into the world, which made people tremble. The surrounding storms, thunder and lightning were combined, and the aura fluctuated wildly, and the monks in the distance trembled, and the elders shouted hysterically: "Hide, hide! This is the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder!!!

Han Sheng stared straight to the north, where there was a Lancang Mansion, and the aura pointed out a person for him.

Sanyan, the promise of the year is still valid, you failed to kill me.

I'm here to kill you. (To be continued.) )