Tianguan Realm.

The Yuan Shen Realm has disappeared in the territory of the Yulin Kingdom for many years, and no one has ever seen the Tianguan Realm.

For the Cangluo of the Hundred Refining Realm, the Tianguan Realm is very godly, and there is no difference.

The power of Xuan Qi is like a solid sea-blue Xuan Qi cover, which can even be seen with the naked eye.

It's like the sky is falling!

Spiritual coercion is to bombard people's minds and minds, while Xuanqi coercion is directly pressed on the body.

The entire Lingjian Waterfall poured down on Cangluo in an instant, and there was no such strong pressure on his body.

Cangluo held himself on to keep himself from kneeling, but the bones began to crack after resisting for a moment.

The force of his kneeling on one knee smashed a big hole in the ground!

The pain in his body was not as good as the humiliation in his heart, and Cangluo couldn't raise his head at this time.

Yang Muqiu felt this coercion, and was about to go over to check the situation in a shock, but thinking of Cangluo's instructions, he finally held back.

The coercion of Xuan Qi oppressed Cangluo's body, and he felt that not only was his body being squeezed to the limit, but his consciousness was gradually blurred.

And the Seventh Elder just stood there releasing Xuan Qi without even moving.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Cangluo's eyes, and he moved his body a little, forcing himself to sit cross-legged on the ground.

Ascend to the sky and run!

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, although this mysterious energy is coercing and destroying his body, but at the same time, it is also a rare opportunity.

Refining the flesh with the coercion of the Tianguan Realm is both deadly and extravagant.

The previous struggle on the verge of death, coupled with this time, the realm of the fall is loosening a little bit.

Even the coercion of the Tianguan Realm did not affect the operation of the Heavenly Record, and it can be seen that this exercise is domineering.

I don't know when, the Seven Elders have already removed the coercion of the Xuan Qi, but Cangluo is still immersed in the state of cultivation.

The Seventh Elder glanced at him and sighed.

"Child, you may not know what the status of the Holy Maiden is in the Haiyang Heavenly Palace.

Slowly, it's you, that is, there are suitors in the Wupin Dynasty and the Wupin Sect, and all of them are outstanding in the world.

Even so, the Heavenly Palace didn't agree, let alone you, a disciple of the Seven-Rank Sect.

I will take the holy woman with me, and I will not come to her again. ”

The Seven Elders' hands pointed at the Heavenly Spirit, and a faint blue light submerged into it.

He didn't use the coercion of the Tianguan Realm to oppress Cangluo before, but controlled it at the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm, the realm of the half-step Yuanshen, otherwise Cangluo would have been shattered at this time.

Haiyang Heavenly Palace can't do anything to take revenge.

"The best secret technique, when you break through to the spirit vein realm one day, it will be unsealed.

I erase the memory of Muqiu, and you will only remember that there is a woman, and you will forget who she is.

Let's do it for ourselves in the future!"

Yang Muqiu had already walked to Cangluo and the Seventh Elder at this time, and when she saw the blood oozing from Cangluo's body, she bit her lip and didn't dare to speak.

The Seventh Elder glanced at her: "This is for his good, and it is also for your good."

The saint should also know, not to mention your identity and status, that is, your physique.

One day is not the sky, one day is not immortal, I can't say when it will be...

All you have to do now is concentrate on cultivation. ”

Mu Qiu knows. ”

Yang Muqiu held back his tears and put the Bailu Sword beside Cangluo, which was the last thing that could be left to him.

"Why are you doing this?

He didn't reach the Spirit Vein Realm, he didn't have the Qi of the Vein, and he couldn't drive the top-grade Xuanjian at all, even if it was the Xuanwen, he couldn't use it.

In his hand, the Bailu Sword was a mortal soldier that could only be used to slash. ”

Yang Muqiu looked at Cangluo's face blankly, and couldn't help laughing: "Even if it's a mortal soldier, at least I've been here before."

Seven Elders, sometimes, there are things that, if you are lucky enough to have, are better than immortality. ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Muqiu rose into the sky, and the Seven Elders also sighed, and followed Yang Muqiu in the direction of Haiyang Heavenly Palace.

The desert of red sand is like a desert stained with blood and tears.

The sand is bloody, and the wind is bloody.

There are only two white lines between heaven and earth, the white clothes that fall and the white dew of Yang Muqiu.

After half a day, Cangluo woke up, and between one breath and one breath, the sixth level of the Hundred Refining Realm brought out a sonic explosion of thunder.

"It's broken!"

Cangluo was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to stand up, but he ran into the Bai Lu Sword in his hand.

"Why is it here, isn't it supposed to be, in...

In her hands!

Who is she?

Why did I break through here?

Strange, why am I shedding tears?"

Cangluo wiped away the tears that flowed involuntarily and smiled bitterly.

"Let's go to Yujiang City first!"

Yujiang City, one of the four major cities of Yulin Kingdom, is in the westernmost part of Yulin Kingdom.

Different from the prosperity of Yuzhou City, generally those who are active near Yujiang City are some people who lick blood from the knife edge.

Yujiang City is surrounded by a large desert called the Red Sand Desert, which is also divided into four parts: south, east, and northwest because of Yujiang City.

There is a West Desert Inn in the West Desert to the west of Yujiang City, which is the only place where people who come and go in the desert can stay.

There are often people from the imperial court of Yujiang City, people from the major sects, mercenaries and bandits in the desert, and dart masters.

However, everyone reached a tacit agreement, that is, they would not harm the people of the inn.

If the innkeepers were killed, they would not even have the only place to stay.

Such a person is undoubtedly guilty of public wrath and will be hunted down by everyone.

So even if the innkeeper was graceful and uncultivated, no one dared to hurt her.

The proprietress of the West Desert Inn is a big girl who is not married in her thirties, and her personality and body are as hot.

She often uses two chopsticks to coil up her long hair, likes to wear a red slim skirt, and everyone who comes and goes will call her Sister Hong.

There are not a few people who have their eyes gouged out in order to take a look at her, and those who mingle in the desert of red sand are fighting if they don't agree with each other.

Most of the plot is:

"Where do you look?"

"Can you control where I see?"

"I warn you, if you look at Sister Hong again, I will kill you!"

"So you're too! Look who's slaughtering whom!"

Fighting for strength has never been for cultivation, or for women.

And Sister Hong is the demon queen of the world in this red sand desert.

At this time, the West Desert Inn was very lively, and the tables on the first floor were full of people.

If you look down from the second floor, you can see that these people are divided into three groups.

One group was a group of people in the barracks wearing hats, and there were five of them.

Although they were not wearing armor, the standard sabers in their hands and the murderous aura emanating from their bodies showed that they were soldiers rolling out of the blood of the desert.

A group of shirtless and tattooed men were all over the body, and the murderous aura on their bodies was not weaker than those soldiers at all.

There were about a dozen people in this group, more than the other two groups combined.

If Cangluo saw this group of people, he would probably turn around and leave.

The image of this group of people is too similar to those wild people!

Finally, there are three dart masters, dressed in dart game clothes, surrounded by a timid little girl.

Sister Hong warmly entertained these three groups of people, and these people were also very polite to her.

It's just that every time she takes a step, every time she lowers her waist, someone stares at her waist and thighs.

She seems to be used to it, she doesn't care at all, she still entertains with a smile and a full score of service.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have worked hard!

Come, this is the slave's own wine, and the slave family will fill it up for all the military masters.

I don't know if you are the soldiers of that battalion, why did you come to this land of wind and sand?"

"Haha, Sister Hong is so polite!

To tell you the truth, we are the personal guards of Lord Xu, the deputy general of the Yulin City General's Mansion, and it is important to come here. ”

"It turned out to be Lord Xu's personal guard, disrespectful and disrespectful!

The slave family is going to fry another dish of vegetables and treat you military masters!"

Sister Hong smiled at the sergeant who was talking to her, almost making him spill all the wine in his hand!

"Eh, boss, you're too partial!

It's the same guest, why do those soldiers have additional vegetables, but I don't have them!

It's very hard for us to kill people every day!"

"Bout, keep your mouth clean, be careful I cut your tongue off!"

"Hmph, do you think this is your general's mansion?

This is the desert of red sand! It is the territory of Lao Tzu! If you want to die, I can fulfill you!"

"Hey, all the soldiers, all the heroes, don't be angry.

The little girl is going to stir-fry, everyone has it, they all have it!"

From beginning to end, the three dart masters did not speak, but just watched the little girl drink the rice porridge mixed with sand one by one.

The noise in the inn gradually grew louder and quieter, and the proprietress was seen entering the kitchen.

A sergeant closed the kitchen door without a trace, and a mercenary caught a glimpse of the scene and nodded to his companion.

More than a dozen mercenaries picked up the swords and axes at hand at the same time, divided their troops into two ways, and headed towards those sergeants all the way, and the target of the rest of the way was those dart masters!

"I didn't expect the general's mansion to also plot against the only daughter of the city lord, hahaha, sure enough, there is no good person who is an official!

Hand over that little girl, and spare your lives today!"

These mercenaries are quick to react, and those sergeants and dart masters are not slow to react!

The five sergeants and the five mercenaries immediately fought together, one dart master protected the little girl, and the other two dart masters could join forces against the enemy six!

The cultivation of these three groups of people is all five or six levels in the innate realm, and their strength is all good.

The dart master who didn't make a move looked like he should have cultivated stronger, but he didn't make a move for the sake of the little girl's safety.

Blood soon appeared under the shadow of the sword, two mercenaries, a sergeant had fallen in a pool of blood, and a dart master had also been injured and bleeding.

At this time, Sister Hong was still humming a little song and stir-frying, deaf to what was happening outside the door.

One day she can't die in this inn?

The blood had permeated the kitchen, blending with the smoke rising from the cooking.

Sister Hong took a deep breath, but showed an intoxicating smile.

Living in this desert for more than ten years, watching people kill people every day, my psychology is already abnormal.

The battle outside the door entered a stalemate, and the mercenary side was the worst, and the original eleven people had become five.

There are still three people left in the General's Mansion, and one of the dart masters has died.

The reason why the battle stalled was because the dart master who had not made a move made a move.

He was already the seventh level of cultivation in the Innate Realm, and as soon as he took out his sword, he killed two people!

The strength of the three in the innate realm is more than one step stronger than that of the middle three.

The blood flowed like a river, slowly flowing to the door of the inn.

A young man in an embroidered gold brocade robe walked in, he was seven feet tall, wearing a golden crown on his head, walking like a dragon, and his eyes were full of confidence.

I saw the corners of his mouth curl slightly, and he arched his hand towards the people in the inn.

"Wu Yingdian, Hua Junze!"