A banquet that was supposed to be very lively, because of the unexpected appearance of the trekka, and his sudden attack on Jimo, the taste has changed.

On the cliff, the huge ravine is still there, which is split by the trekking maniac axe, and the crack is dozens of zhang away, directly running through the entire cliff, splitting the ancient tree on the cliff into two petals.

Jimo looked as usual, completely ignoring the eyes around him, landed lightly, walked back to the banquet table, sat down cross-legged, but did not open his chopsticks again.

Suddenly, he felt something, turned his head to look at the corner to the west, his eyes passed through the crowd, fell on the purple robe, and then looked back indifferently.

Yan Chen was looking at him just now, which made him feel something, like a needle pricking his back, but he only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

He and Yan Chen are destined to fight, but the time has not yet come. And the only difference in this battle is who strikes first, but no matter who strikes first, there is only one battle, and only one person can survive.

"The first person in the realm of the younger generation. Jimo raised his finger and slowly rubbed the wine bottle in his hand, feeling a little tricky.

The banquet, which was supposed to be very lively, became extremely depressed, and it was not until the banquet was close to the end that it became noisy again, except for a few people who liked quiet and elegant, everyone else was pushing glasses and changing lamps.

However, from beginning to end, except for Zhang Bairen who came over and drank a glass of wine with Jimo, no one else exchanged glasses with him, which was a sneaky psychology.

If Jimo is not a holy womb, they may disdain it, but if Jimo is a holy womb, they will feel uncomfortable, especially Yeluqi, as the host, has a cold attitude towards Jimo.

After drinking, the railing on the moon, the moon shadow is in the mountains, and when the time is near, all the cultivators have asked to resign, and Yeluqi pretends to stay, but few people will stay.

Most of the people who can stay are the heroes of the 36 barbarian tribes, and they have friendships with the Helan tribe.

Jimo walked slowly on the street, Helan City at night was a little deserted, there was no bustle during the day, after all, although the monks did not have to sleep every night, but few people were willing to go out and wander at night.

Dragonfly walked up with a relaxed gait, as if she were dancing in the water, and she quipped, "Why, are you uncomfortable?"

Jimo turned his head and smiled, "I have to be sad?"

He has some complications in his heart, but there is no need to confide in others about this complexity, he is not because of the coldness of Yeluqi and everyone, there is no need for that.

His heart was heavy, because of the appearance of brute and trekking maniacs, so he had to face this matter again.

When he was in the cabin, he almost lost his mind, and although this time there was not such a disparity, there was always a wave in his heart.

"You're a very strange person, you don't care about anything, but you don't care about other people's things, you seem to be extra concerned, say you care, and you look like you don't care about everything. Dragonfly laughed.

"I'm not as elegant as you say. Not to mention, the Flying Immortal Pond will open tomorrow, so rest early. Jimo looked up at a restaurant and walked in slowly.

Dragonfly glanced at Jimo, bit her lip and smiled lightly, and followed closely.

Jimo shook his head helplessly, but he couldn't drive the dragonfly away, so he had to let her follow.

In the middle of the night, Helan City was very cold, except for a few lonely figures who happened to walk through the streets, the whole city was like a dead city.

Compared with the human city, this is indeed different, the human city, even in the middle of the night, is still singing, in comparison, the night life of the barbarians is undoubtedly much more monotonous.

Fur sandals stepped on the street, without the slightest sound, and every step of the trekker seemed to have been measured in advance, and every step was not different, and if he looked closely, he walked in a straight line.

I don't know how long he walked, he almost finished half of Helan City, suddenly paused, turned around slowly, looked behind him, and looked indifferently.

A purple figure walked slowly, with a modest smile on his face, gentle and elegant, his face was like a crown of jade, his long sideburns and long hair hung down his shoulders, and his expression was always gentle.

The two looked at each other like this, no one spoke, Yan Chen was slender, wearing a purple fur, his figure was not thin, he was very tall, he quietly looked at the trekking maniac, and did not say a word.

After a long time, probably sure that there was no threat, he turned around indifferently, and still strode along the street, the animal skin armor fit very well, so he walked all the way, all silent.

"Speaking of which, we all have something in common, that is, we all want to kill Jimo, how about you and me make a deal?"

He put one hand on his chest, one hand behind his back, the spacious sleeves of his robe almost down to the ground, standing from a distance, he was really gentle and amiable, without any threat of momentum, and always kept a smile.

The trekker never looked back, his footsteps did not stop, he stepped away rhythmically, and then stepped away, his eyes were cold and calm, and he did not change a single bit because of the amazing words of the dust.

Yan Chen was not in a hurry, he had been waiting for the trekkaman to reply, but the trekkater never spoke, until he reached the corner of the street and was about to disappear around the corner, he finally spoke again.

"If I say, I know Xiaoman's whereabouts, I wonder if you would be interested in killing Jimo. ”

The trekking frenzy paused suddenly, but did not look back, and after a long time, he raised his step again, but this time, before he could take this step, Yan Chen spoke again.

"Son of Beitang Cuo, you don't care?"

The trekking maniac finally turned around and looked at Yan Chen, as if he was looking at it seriously, and after a while, he said, "Say, what do you want me to do?"

"Kill Jimo, bring his body to me, and I'll tell you Xiaoman's whereabouts. With a smile, Chang Chen turned around slowly, and walked away, his boots stepping on the hem of his clothes, making a slight staggered sound.

"Why should I believe you?" said the trekkaman, his expression unchanged.

"Back then, the three of you were like brothers, but now you are the only one left, Xiaoman, as your eldest brother's only flesh and blood, don't you care? If that's the case, then I'll be here tonight. ”

Yan Chen's head didn't look back, the roles of the two were reversed, and it was Chang Chen's turn to leave without looking back, while the trekker stopped and looked into the distance.

"Who are you, and why do you know this? ”

"Half a year ago, Beitang Cuo died in Helan for the sake of his two sworn brothers; ten years ago, Barbarian Kuo cut off the road to promotion for a woman; today, what choice do you choose?"

"Okay, I killed the Holy Fetus, and you tell me Xiaoman's whereabouts. The trekking spoke calmly.

"No, it's to bring Jimo's corpse to me intact, and at that time, you will naturally be able to see Xiaoman. The figure of Yan Chen disappeared completely, the night was hazy, and the figure was long gone.

"I won't wait too long, the Feixian Pond is closed, if I can't see Jimo's body, I can only be sorry. ”

The trekker turned around indifferently, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and for a long time, lowered his head to the ground, and muttered, "Big brother, second brother...... I will settle this account one by one, and no one can escape. ”

Speechless in the middle of the night, the next day, the dragonfly lightly knocked on the door, Jimo opened his eyes, he was a little uneasy, felt that something was about to happen, frowned slightly, and pressed the matter in his heart.

He got up and waved his sleeves to open the door, only to see the dragonfly standing in a slender position, leaning forward with a bright smile on her face.

"The Flying Immortal Pool is about to open, you are still so calm, I really don't know what you have in your head. ”

"It's not normal for me to jump into the sky excitedly. Jimo said with a smile.

"Well, I can't talk about you. Feixian Pond is in the Chilong Mountain Range, although there is no rule that no one can enter the mountain, but under the Dao Convergence Realm, entering the Chilong Mountain Range will definitely die, although you and I are the Dao Convergence Realm, but we dare not be careless. ”

In "The Ancient Chronicles of the Wilderness", there is a detailed record of the Flying Immortal Pool, and the record of the Chilong Mountain Range is also very detailed.

Feixian Pond has existed since ancient times, hidden deep in the Chilong Mountains, and it is said that every time this Feixian Pond appears, although it is in the Chilong Mountains, its location is not fixed.

And the Chilong Mountain Range is also an ancient land, this ancient land, usually even the power does not dare to step into, and only when the Flying Immortal Pond is opened, this terrain will change, and the restrictions on entering it will be reduced.

The two walked outside the Chilong Mountain Range, only to see that there were already people, either in groups of threes and twos, or alone.

Some people had already gone to the mountains, but soon they fled in a hurry, covered in blood and seriously wounded, and a few people had only half of their bodies left, so they escaped and fell to the ground and could not get up again, and some monks walked into the mountains and never came out again.

There are 100,000 mountains in this dragon mountain range, the mountains are tall, the valleys are deep, and the mountains are like undulating dragons and snakes, which go directly to the horizon and become blurry and difficult to see.

These countless mountains are a dead and silent place, and there is no sound at all, and the valley occasionally spits out clouds and mist, but there are no other living creatures in the mountains except for the ancient trees of clouds and mist.

"It is said that the Chilong Mountain Range is inward, bordering the Wuliang Mountain, and entering this mountain range is really a bit dangerous and uncertain. The dragonfly said slowly, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance.

"You two came earlier than me this time. The Moon Worship Holy Son came from high in the sky, dressed in a Yin and Yang robe, holding a jade whisk in his hand, and made a mockery to the two of Jimo.

"Your Highness, it's not too late, now that the Flying Immortal Pool has not been opened, the ban on this Dragon Mountain Range has not been resolved, and it is useless to come early, so you have to wait hard. Jimo said with a smile.

The Moon Worship Saint Son patted his forehead and said, "I actually forgot, Brother Mo is a dragon seeking technique, and when he enters the Dragon Mountain Range, he still has to rely on Brother Mo's snort." ”

"Don't dare to be. Jimo said humbly.

Feixian Pond is in the Chilong Mountain Range, far away in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountains, and the Helan Sui banned the Ancient Chilong Clan, but they can't completely control the 100,000 Great Mountains, so many people take this opportunity to want to see the Feixian Pool.

The Helan Ministry knew that it was useless to block, but let it go, and it was only half an hour before the Momo people arrived, and tens of thousands of monks arrived.

Most of these monks are in the realm of Dao convergence, and there are few great powers that enter the void, after all, those who have entered the void are all gods and dragons who see the beginning and the tail, as for returning to the realm, even if they want to enter the Flying Immortal Pool, they will not appear easily.

Tens of thousands of monks, sixty percent are from the thirty-six barbarian tribes, and the other forty percent are human races and demon races.

Rumble!

In the 100,000 mountains, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar, and a thick fog rose up, covering the sky and the sun.

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