Orange Rain crawled on the ground, raised his head slightly, cautiously, his eyes looked at the blue light in the distance, with a puzzled look, and his big eyes, which were originally watery, were already bloodshot at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The immature fist clenched into a fist, maybe it was the fall of his sister, which stimulated Orange Yu's nerves, and a nameless anger inexplicably appeared in his heart, but it was hidden in the depths of his heart.

"I hope the master is here"

The corners of the delicate mouth squirmed slightly, and a mosquito-like voice said. An inexplicable expectation, in fact, no matter who came here, as long as it was not the Sea Clan monk who came, it would be extremely beneficial to Orange Rain.

The fist that was originally clenched suddenly let go, and at this time I suddenly thought of the master, remembered the teaching of the former master, and really shouldn't be righteous at this time.

The blue light is getting closer and closer, and a man in a green robe jumps from the windmill, standing on top of a mountain peak, condescending, his eyes constantly looking down at the mess on the ground, patrolling back and forth, as if looking for something, his eyes are shining cold, and there are nearly a hundred sea clan monks who have not glanced at it, this man is naturally Qin Tian who came from the forest.

"Fellow Daoist Wen Ziran, how can this place be like this? It's like hell on earth, what's wrong with Qin Tian?"

Aoqing stood on the high platform of the hurricane windmill, looking at the amazing scene in front of her, her eyes showed incomparable horror, and asked Wen Ziran beside her.

"Aoqing Daoyou, I'm afraid this place was done by the Sea Clan monk, as for why Elder Qin is like this, as far as Xiao Sheng knows, Elder Qin seems to have come here to find a disciple, if Xiao Sheng's guess is right, he is naturally searching for this disciple's figure."

Wen Ziran grabbed the jade flute in his hand, his eyes kept scanning the bones, his face was calm, but there was a raging anger hidden in his heart, and he had great hatred for the sea clan monks, and he secretly stored strength in his hand, holding the jade flute tightly.

"Qin Tian's current supernatural power seems to be very powerful, and looking at his indifferent appearance, he didn't even put this nearly hundred sea clan cultivators in his eyes at all."

Ao Qing leaned sideways, looked at Qin Tian with her eyes, stretched out her index finger and pointed at Qin Tian, and said with a smile.

Thinking in his heart, he naturally wanted to understand Qin Tian's strength this time, after all, the catastrophe of the Gufeng Gate was counted on this son.

"Elder Qin, this person is a little incomprehensible, but it is certain that the supernatural powers are naturally not weak, hey, there is actually a human race monk who is still alive, and it seems that he is cheating on death."

Wen Ziran was only talking to Aoqing just now, but at this moment, he naturally used his divine sense to investigate, and naturally found the orange rain that cheated on death.

"If you don't come here, I'm afraid you will encounter accidents, but fortunately, even if you come, otherwise it will be another life, no, Wen Ziran, how did you know that the human monk cheated to death?"

Ao Qing followed Wen Ziran's words, suddenly thought about it, looked puzzled, and said in surprise.

Orange Yu poked out his head slightly, at this time, on top of the black hair, dripping with bright red liquid, the originally delicate facial features were covered with traces of blood at the moment, and his eyes looked at the blue-robed man on the mountain peak.

"This is the master"

The corners of Orange Rain's mouth squirmed slightly, making a mosquito-like sound, and her mouth slowly opened, enough to stuff an egg, and she looked surprised, which was ridiculous.

Qin Tian glanced at it, found nothing, there was an inexplicable loss in his heart, and suddenly clenched the futon's big hand into a fist, the bones were squeezed together, making a creaking sound, and a nameless anger hit his heart, his eyes were tilted, he looked sideways, and looked at the sea clan monk, his eyes were like a raging fire.

"It seems to be late, heh, let's bury together"

Qin Tian showed a sneer, and he didn't know who he was sarcastic about, who he was laughing at. A few short words popped out of the corners of his mouth.

Holding the landscape fan in his hand from the storage ring, his hand trembled slightly, his heart beat non-stop, and the figure of orange rain suddenly appeared in his heart.

In a simple thatched hut near the sea area, an old man of the Sea Clan, looking at the picture refracted in the mirror faintly, was a scene in Fengyue Valley, with a slight smile.

"Landscape fan, the old man has finally arrived, haha, the old man personally went out, see that you can't escape at the moment"

The old man looked at the figure above the picture, looked up to the sky and laughed, looking triumphant.

"For this son, it can be said that it took a lot of trouble, I originally thought that this son would not appear, but I didn't expect it to appear, and finally let the old man not wait in vain, now go to Fengyue Valley, so as not to let this son run"

The old man stroked his pale beard and said calmly.

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his hand, the treasure mirror disappeared from the wooden frame, and slowly walked towards the outside of the hut, and the figure disappeared into the hut.

At the mouth of Fengyue Valley, nearly a hundred Sea Clan cultivators kept looking at Qin Tian.

"This person seems to be a Terran monk who has made great achievements in the battle of Skydome City"

"Yes, it is this person, why is this person here, we are not defeated by this person, it is better to disperse and escape"

Several Sea Clan monks had sharp eyes, and they recognized at a glance that Qin Tian, who had become famous in the battle in Tianmu City, the name of Qin Tian at this time was like thunder, and almost everyone knew it, and no one knew it.

They sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons, ready to flee in the wilderness, obviously not wanting to fight with them at all, countless lights flickered, and they were extremely gorgeous.

"It's not that easy to run"

Qin Tian shouted angrily, how could he let this group of Sea Clan monks leave so easily at this moment.

The mana is frantically injected into the landscape fan, and the landscape fan is thrown, suspended in the air, the light is great, and the blue light is constantly flashing, and it is extremely gorgeous.

A burst of blue light flashed, and a mountain faintly broke free from the fan, and in an instant, it broke away from the ancient fan, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the mountain that was originally the size of a palm turned into a hundred zhang in size, shrouding this Fengyue Valley in a layer of darkness.

"Go"

Qin Tian shouted angrily and waved his big hand.

The hundreds of zhang of huge mountains in the sky, towards the dense crowd, pressed down, mixed with gusts of wind, like hanging a stream of air, swishing.

The sea clan monks scattered and fled this time, scattering and fleeing in three directions, the black and oppressive behemoth, covering the sky and the sun, covering the originally dim moonlight, this group of monks was shrouded in darkness, looking even more eerie and terrifying.

"It's not good, this is the young master's landscape fan, speed up the escape technique"

A Sea Clan monk recognized the fan and shouted loudly.

The whole crowd was even more flustered, full of panic and fear, in fact, if these nearly 100 Sea Clan monks joined forces to arrange a defensive barrier, they might be able to resist, and even circulate, but at this time, they all dispersed in a hurry.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang, resounding throughout the valley, and the sound continued to echo, reverberating, and the ground cracked in several dustpan-thick cracks, and dust was splashed, and fallen leaves were scattered all over the ground.

There were also a few Sea Clan monks, who had palpitations, looking back, cold sweat broke out in their hearts, and their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time, and they poured all their mana into the magic weapon, and quickly fled into the distance.

Dozens of figures, turned into dazzling lights, quickly drove into the distance, a cup of tea, the figures disappeared without a trace, in this valley, into an extraordinary tranquility and serenity.

On top of a mountain peak, there is a beautiful figure, which looks extraordinarily calm, a little down, and a little guilty.

Qin Tian didn't chase after him, his eyes looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, and thought in his heart, Orange Rain, this group of Sea Clan monks, is considered to be for you to be buried.

"Dead Qin Tian, haven't most of this Sea Clan monk already fallen? just a few have escaped, why is this lifeless appearance?"

Ao Qing didn't know when she came to Qin Tian's side, Chun Liang Yu slapped her hand on Qin Tian's shoulder, and said with a puzzled expression.

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