82_82715 Xuantian Sect Main Peak Square, such a sacred place, more than a dozen people are fighting like mortals, all the onlookers are monks, and there are many soul-shaping powers, but no one dares to drink, they are all in a complicated mood, silently watching, this eternal wonder. The people who fought were still a little timid at first, but after a while, they were bloody and didn't pay attention to the rules at all, and they fought together, although the miscellaneous servants were in a weak position, but it was completely a lifeless way of fighting, which was the humiliation and hatred that had accumulated for a long time, and began to vent at this moment, exchanging their own blood and life for their own dignity.

The half-old child rushed to the Fang family brothers for the first time, hugged one of them, and bit his neck, like a wolf, letting his fists and feet fall on his body like raindrops, and he didn't let go. Dead and not letting go, the sound of bones and flesh splitting, made some so-called elites, their faces turned pale, and the blood spurting from their necks could not tell whose it was, the two rolled on the ground and became bloody people, when the kid of the Fang family was motionless, he hissed, the child had flesh and blood in his mouth, stood up with difficulty, swallowed it with a grunt, hehe smirked, and his mouth kept squirting fresh ¥, a↖ns "≯om blood, people are like ghosts but extremely clear, looking at me full of gratitude: "Brother Fan, thank you, let me live like a person", and then fell down with a smile.

The elites of the various sects full of people never thought that the mortal struggle would be so elaborate and moving, when the people who were high up in the sky, fought back to their original form, they were also broken and weak, those few arrogant and domineering elite disciples, either dead or disabled, had cut off the path of cultivation, and the miscellaneous servants were all killed in battle, and no one in the miscellaneous team was sad, and they carried the corpses back, and they took off their green robes to cover them, and those monks were still in the field, moaning, contrasting.

"You guys. Won't blame me. If you don't save you when you die?". I was also in a very sad mood, and all the miscellaneous servants bowed down with a bang: "Thank you, Brother Fan!", there are no superfluous words, but the gratitude is beyond words, and everyone is watching, so that they can regain their long-lost self-esteem, and they have no regrets in this life.

The big flag erected in the field suddenly rose to the sky, and the flag stretched out to roll up the miscellaneous servants. The blistering knife roared happily, and the banner flew down the mountain with me, and a sentence echoed in the air: "The miscellaneous servants are also a member of the Xuantian Sect, and I hope the sect master will treat me well." Since then, the miscellaneous service department has become a special place in the Xuantian Sect, and the wild white flag in full bloom has been issued, and the miscellaneous servants must not be humiliated! Let that flag fly high.

Walking back on the road when I left home, I don't have a taste in my heart. I didn't rush to travel, and as I did at the beginning, I teleported from city to city, state to state, and the only difference was that I no longer had to worry about the transmission fee. Heilan City and the Dark Cave have long been deserted, and after the dark monsters have been hunted and killed, no new ones have been created. Yongtao Lake has returned to the ordinary, the monster beast is already rare to see, a person passing by by chance, a chance opportunity, changed the pattern of these two places, I don't know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate.

Mangshan, lying across the Tianqi Continent, stretching to the edge of the sky, majestic, cold, mysterious, when I stood in the sky, looking at it from afar, I was deeply shocked, I don't know the true face of Mangshan, only born in Mangshan. I am actually very lonely in Mangshan, and I can't even determine where the strange village is in Mangshan, I only know the approximate location.

To find the village of the Qi tribe, Tianxingfang City is the key coordinate, although Yongtao City is declining, there is still a Tianxing firm, because the monks who enter and exit Mangshan, low-level monks, most of them rest in the city, and the business of the business is still good, when I revealed the cultivation of the late stage of the plastic god, I walked into the business house, and the shopkeeper quickly greeted him, "Taoist friends please, if there is any demand, just command", the late stage of the plastic god, in the vicinity, it is also regarded as a party overlord, and the shopkeeper is very respectful. I didn't say much, I measured out the token I found from the shopkeeper Yuan back then, the shopkeeper's face changed, "Welcome the messenger", "I have an urgent matter to go to Tianxingfang City, can there be a way?", the shopkeeper hesitated slightly, and took me to the underground secret room, as I expected, there was a direct teleportation array, "I have a secret responsibility, not to reveal me and my whereabouts to anyone", I sternly ordered, did not kill him on the spot and kept it secret, it was also merciful, the shopkeeper was panicked and hurried.

Tianxingfang City, Tianxing Commercial Bank, the place of the year, the shopkeeper surnamed He, carefully accompanied me to talk, he only had the mid-term cultivation of the plastic god, and he was a little confused about the sudden arrival of the messenger, "Mangshanfang City, I haven't been to the messenger for decades, I don't know what the business house has to say?", "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask", I pretended to be profound, "Let's talk about the situation of the various ethnic groups in Mangshan", "There is nothing special, it is similar to previous years", the shopkeeper He was a little confused, "There is a small tribe called the Qi tribe in Mangshan, how is the situation", the shopkeeper He was stunned, "There is no strange clan", "think about it", the shopkeeper He thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "It was a small tribe a hundred years ago, but before I came, it was exterminated, so I have no impression", my heart was very painful, but I asked quietly; "I want a map of Mangshan", "There is only a map near Fang City, and the depths of Mangshan cannot be entered at all, there are many forbidden places, and none of the people who go in have come back." I remembered the words of the mysterious man when I was in the soul searching Yuan shopkeeper: Mangshan, it's not something you can imagine!

In order to avoid extraneous branches, I drove the Dharma boat to the Qi tribe along the waterway at the time of the original transaction, the big backwater cliff, the vines are still full, but the protective array at the exit of the dark river has already been broken, the beginning of the dark river, the same gravel, ice and fire cave, there is no pool water for a long time, there is no spiritual energy, the Qi village back then, the broken wall, buried in the soil, the small peak of the mountain temple, was cut in half, and there was no trace of the year, the group of people who invaded back then, in order to find Tianmu, the search and destruction were very thorough.

All day, I stood on the small peak, staring at the ruined Qi village, bits and pieces of the past, pouring out of my heart, and my ears seemed to sound the laughter and shouts of the village. When the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over the village land, I moved, flying in the air with a long whistle, the mana ran eight graves instantly, and the rotation melted into a giant peak, with anger mana, the giant peak crashed into the mountain wall at the exit of the dark river, the mountain wall collapsed in the earth-shattering roar, as my mana rained down from the sky, fell to the original site of the village, the giant peak continued to hit the surrounding mountains, the stone rain did not stop, half an hour later, a hill-like tomb towered on the earth, not refined enough, not grand enough, not solemn enough, the tomb technique was running, the gravel piled up was like coming to life, the gravel chirping movement, gradually embedded in the seams, the gray and white law boundary was covered on it, and the gravel that formed the tomb continued to merge, the scale, the style is like the new tomb of the Yin King Tomb, appearing in Mangshan, the gray light circulates on the tomb, the afterglow of the sunset shines on it, loses its brilliance, sadness, cangsang, and unyielding meaning rise from the tomb, and the heaven and earth are stagnant. (To be continued......).