Hearing the "righteous and awe-inspiring" speech of this country-faced man Dong Yuecheng, Xue Zhen could naturally hear the sophistry inside, but under such sophistry, there was no place for reasonableness.

What you want to complain about should be the long cycle of supremacy of strength, the vast majority of monks have gained strength, and it is an indisputable fact that they are pressed downward. Xue Zhen can understand this deep-rooted situation, but using this as a reason to start an impossible war, whether you win or lose, will end up in a lose-lose situation.

The immortal cultivators lost the lower foundation, while the low-level cultivators at the bottom, the mortal people lost their precious lives. Thinking of this, Xue Zhen's heart was bitter, he couldn't do anything in the past, and now he still has more than enough strength but not enough.

"It's easier said than done!" Xue Zhen said in a whisper, intentionally or unintentionally.

Dong Yuecheng, a man with a national character face who already seemed to be about to put his life and death out of the matter, immediately laughed when he heard this, looked at the red-faced man who was in control of his life and death, and said aloud without thinking about it:

"What you say is wrong, if you don't change, we mortals will always be trampled under your feet, although this change is full of variables, full of blood and tears, but I will not regret it, you monks climb to the top, isn't it also the pursuit of ethereal strength, in essence, there is no difference with Dong at all!"

For this kind of barely tenable speech, Xue Zhen knew that it would be useless to argue any further, so he smiled lightly, looked at Dong Yuecheng, a man with a Chinese face, and asked in a bright voice:

"What other words do you have?"

"Hmph! If you want to kill, you can kill it, if you really want to make a last word, you can be fair in the world, what if Dong Mou lets you slaughter thousands of times?"

"You're not afraid of death?"

"What is the fear of death, it's just a nod to the ground, give me a pain!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen turned his face, and the head of Dong Yuecheng, a man with a Chinese character face, fell from his body at once. A trace of geist slowly wandered away, and soon disappeared into the boundless deep space, and Xue Zhen also buried Dong Yuecheng's body near this inn.

"Xue boy, this person's blow is not small, how can you change it with your own strength, and conform to the will of heaven!"

"Brother Wan, you are not Xue, how can you understand Xue's thoughts!" Xue Zhen sighed lightly.

Wan Su in the spirit beast ring did not say anything more, Xue Zhen did not speak anymore, his face was slightly gloomy, he walked slowly to a nearby teleportation array, and stepped into the teleportation array. Xue Zhen soon teleported away in the teleportation array.

Xue Zhen teleported to the outer city of Dianyue City, and Xue Zhen, who had nothing more important to do, went to the place where the yellow-faced man told him about the 100 steel cesium veins.

However, when he went out of the city, he encountered a small episode, that is, several immortal-rank monks besieged a fourth-order yellow-shirted monk near the city gate, and the city gate was closed at some point, and several immortal-level monks cultivated lower than the fourth-order monks. However, with the advantage of being able to fly in the city and the initiative on the scene, the fourth-order monks are frequently in danger.

From their conversation, Xue Zhen could tell that the fourth-order cultivator was one of the cultivators who had cultivated the Dafa of Breaking the Xuan Jin Immortal. Now almost all the personnel of Tsudaku City have been dispatched, and this monk can be said to be endless.

As a result of their actions, some of the mortal people living near the city gate suffered numerous casualties. That fourth-order monk also used some mortal people as shields, and Xue Zhen couldn't help but become angry when he saw it.

The Xuanguang that was immediately stimulated was unexpected. Even more fast, he immediately knocked down the black big sword in the hands of the fourth-order monk, and the sky net was coming, plus the leader was forbidden with the help of part of the city protection array, the fourth-order monk was immediately subdued, and was immediately sealed by the talisman.

Some of them went to look for the boxer again, but they couldn't find it, only that he appeared under the city wall, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when Xue Zhen inspired the Xuanguang of the Dharma, he still covered his face slightly, and no one could find out who this boxer was, and no one could even notice it when he cultivated.

At that time, no one knew that Xue Zhen was going directly through the big array of the city guard, and now he also used his escape light, towards the direction he identified, and galloped away, and soon shot out tens of thousands of miles away, and the shadow could not be found.

The mountain range of 100 steel cesium, Xue Zhen spent two or three months to arrive unhurriedly, this complete undeveloped mountain range, Xue Zhen did not find the figure of the yellow-faced man, Xiao Jia searched, indeed in the depth of about 5,000 zhang, found some traces of mining, Xue Zhen entered, found that the reserves of 100 steel cesium are huge, it is far beyond his imagination, and soon after, Xue Zhen began to collect 100 steel cesium, and it was carried out in an orderly manner.

......

About less than twenty years have passed, in the city of Dianyue, a middle-aged man who looks older appeared in the grove of the inner city, accompanied by a golden-eyed monk, and the two of them were accompanied by a faint dark color partition, prohibiting external spying, and even the golden-eyed monk and the middle-aged man disappeared at once.

On a certain elegant lawn in the middle-aged man's spiritual domain, the golden-eyed monk saluted the middle-aged man, cautiously, bowing to the side, not daring to make any movement.

"Is that mortal boy and the developed low-level monk really missing?" the middle-aged man asked first.

"Hui Alliance Master, that's true, the lower-level monks can be sure that they have died, and if you are a mortal boy, your subordinates estimate that they should have died at that time!"

"Can't you find out who did it?"

"The subordinates are incompetent!, but this time the matter is very strange, unlike last time, only these two people died, and in several other affiliated towns, the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao is still popular among mortals!"

"It's really weird, several other big cities are still developing secretly, secretly infiltrating, there is a problem with your Tsudaku City, it seems that the key to the problem lies in a certain monk!"

"Alliance leader!, but in the last situation, except for our Han Alliance, all other mortals have lost their memories, and this time the exception, forgive the foolish opinion of my subordinates, most of them were not done by the same person!"

"Hmph! No matter who did it, you must find out the truth, otherwise, it will be difficult to accomplish a big thing! You can tell me all the clues you got now, and let me see if I can find a clue!"

"Yes......"

As he spoke, the golden-eyed monk thought for a while, and then he explained some clues and clues about the matter, and in less than half an hour, the situation was probably explained clearly to the middle-aged man.

"Go about your business!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man left Brother Jinmei in his place, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared. (To be continued......)