In the early morning, the fog had just cleared, the sun had not yet appeared, and the breeze was dispelling the chill left by last night.

The walls of Yunjun City are like a long dragon, winding and undulating, protecting the entire Yunjun City in his arms.

As soon as the south gate of the city wall was opened, it immediately became very lively, those who entered the city, those who went out of the city, those who rode beasts, those who sat in sedan chairs, people came and went, and the river was endless.

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant bell rang from far and near, from the inner city to the city gate, and soon, a convoy of more than a dozen unicorn rhinoceros beasts appeared next to everyone.

On every beast car, there is a flag fluttering in the wind, and the tiger on the flag is a dragon plate, and the embroidery is lifelike, especially the word Murong, looking at it is a murderous aura, which is terrifying.

When the pedestrians saw it, they all retreated to the side.

As soon as a dozen animal carts left the city gate, they stopped aside, and the team that followed them stood outside the city gate in order.

After the beast cart, it was followed by a team of more than 100,000 people, and the people in the team were not very old, they were all young people who had experienced the second beast tide and were about twenty years old.

The huge city gate square was filled with people in a few moments, leaving only a parallel lane of five cars leading straight to the city gate.

Murong Linzhi's first doppelganger, Xu Boping, lifted the curtain of the car door and revealed his face covered with a turban.

"Take a break, it's still early, and after noon, let's set off again." Inside the carriage, Murong Tianqi's voice came.

"I couldn't sit still, my heart was too excited. Xu Boping looked at the hundreds of thousands of Qinghong Society disciples who had just started and smiled.

There are 170,000 beggars in the county town, leaving thousands of teenagers under the age of sixteen, and the rest will all go to the front line of the spirit mine.

Some time ago, nearly 50,000 people walked one after another, and this time, it was a one-time 100,000 Qinghong Society disciples.

Yunjun mortals, at the age of seven, can basically cultivate to the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, at this moment, among this group of warriors, there are thousands of monks of the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, and they are scattered and hidden in the team.

These people are the heads of these beggars, and each of them is responsible for the safety of thousands, or tens of thousands of ninth-level disciples of the day after tomorrow.

This is thousands of miles to the spiritual mine, and sometimes it has to pass through the mountains and rivers crisscrossed by demon beasts, or the plains, which is full of dangers.

Murong Tianqi, who was sent by the Murong family to escort, and Murong Tianjiu, the master of the peak of the nine layers of the two major cores, were escorted.

Murong Lin Zheng and Murong Lin Yu were also in this team, they sat on the beast cart, looking at the members of the Green and Red Society outside the car, and they were envious in their hearts.

Murong Lin was in the Spirit Mine, and it was incredible that he was able to gather 100,000 people overnight.

"The patriarch's shot is extraordinary. Murong Lin Zheng guessed in his heart.

Murong Lin Yu looked at Xu Boping, who had just appeared on the first beast car.

"Who is he?" Murong Lin Yu was a genius sword idiot, and when he glanced at Xu Boping, he knew that he was different.

"His swordsmanship and cultivation are not weaker than Luo Bushi. Murong Lin Yu immediately commented on Xu Boping.

Xu Boping ignored Murong Lin Yu and Murong Lin Feng, and looked at the square, nearly 100,000 disciples of the Blue and Red Society.

The children of the Green Red Society, after nearly a month of training, showed all their performance at this moment, and stood for a morning, they did not move at all, even if the sweat on their faces was like a stream, and the "bang-la-la" flowed non-stop, they did not wipe it.

It was nearly noon, and the number of people entering and leaving the city gradually increased.

At this time, Xiong Yixin of the Yunyang Sect walked out of the city gate with three hundred disciples.

Xiong Yixin's eyes were full of surprise when he saw the procession at the city gate, and he ordered his men to stop, and he walked to the beast cart.

"Yunyang Sect Xiong is single-minded, meet Murong Gongzi. Xiong clenched his fists and shouted cautiously.

Murong Lin Yu and Murong Lin Zheng got out of the carriage, and the two of them asked at the same time, "Do you want to see that Murong Gongzi?" ”

Xiong looked at it with one heart, Murong Lin Yu and Murong Lin Zheng were all wearing the brocade robes of the Murong family, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"It's abrupt, how could I forget to ask Wu Si, Young Master Murong's full name yesterday. ”

Xiong Yixin secretly complained, looking at Murong Lin Yu and Murong Lin Zheng for a long time, but he still had nothing to say.

Xu Boping, who was standing on the first beast cart, immediately understood what was going on as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Sect Master Xiong, but it was introduced by Master Wu. Xu Boping's voice was very small, but the bear not far away could smell it, but it was like thunder.

Xiong followed the prestige to Xu Boping, he only saw a peerless long sword standing on the car, although it was not unsheathed, but he faintly heard the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

He involuntarily wiped his eyes and looked at Xu Boping with wide eyes.

"Yes!Yes!Yes!" Xiong Yixin nodded frequently and said, "Mr. is ......"

Xu Boping said: "What you are looking for is Murong Lin Zhi, the young patriarch of the Murong family. ”

"Foolish young master. Xiong Yixin didn't say something, but continued to ask, "Is it ...... sir?"

Xu Boping looked at Xiong Yixin, "Young Patriarch's protector." ”

Murong Lin Yu and Murong Lin Zheng in the distance were about to open their mouths to expose the lie, when they suddenly heard Murong Tianqi's cough, and they were immediately speechless.

Xiong Yixin's heart suddenly became unsettled; "Like some swordsmen, following the foolish young master, Lao Tzu still hesitates about something." ”

He knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Xiong is willing to follow the young patriarch before and after the saddle to sacrifice the rest of his life." ”

"Get up!" Xu Boping waved his hand, and a gift bag flew towards Xiong Yixin: "Two hundred and eighty-seven spirit jades, give your brothers, go to the spirit mine for ten days, you practice all the way!"

Xiong Yixin took the bag, and the spiritual sense immediately entered the bag, and carefully observed the spirit jade: "Flawless swordsmanship." ”

Xiong Yixin immediately withdrew his spiritual sense, raised his head, and looked at Xu Boping on the beast cart.

"Thank you, sir. Xiong returned the salute with a fist.

"Lead the crowd and go to that phalanx!" Xu Boping pointed with his hand.

Xiong Yixin took more than 200 Yunyang Sect brothers and walked towards the phalanx.

At this time, a young man walked out of the phalanx and hugged his fist to Xiong Yixin: "Sect Master Xiong, welcome to join our team. ”

Xiong looked at it with one heart, and his cultivation was the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, which was one level lower than the rest of the team.

Xiong Yixin didn't dare to underestimate this monk, Shi Chenguang shaved his face because he underestimated this kind of acquired eighth-layer monk of the Murong family.

"Thank you, thank you, take care of me all the way. Xiong replied politely.

It was past noon, there was no scorching sun, the sun was shining, and the warm breeze was slow, making people drowsy.

On the square, everyone was refreshed and their blood began to boil.

Xu Boping suddenly opened his throat and said, "All the strong men of Yunjun, we are about to set off. ”

There was a whisper just now, but it stopped abruptly at this moment, and everyone looked at Xu Boping on the beast cart.

"This time, you may never be able to return to the county seat, do you regret it?" asked Xu Boping solemnly.

"No regrets! No regrets!" replied in a uniform, earth-shattering and deafening voice.

"Let's go, kill the demon beasts, and take revenge for blood!" Xu Boping shouted loudly.

"Kill the demon beast, take revenge for blood!" first one person shouted, then ten, hundreds, thousands, and finally nearly 100,000 people, all shouted slogans in unison.

The wheels of the beast cart rolled and galloped forward, and the 100,000 teams followed closely behind, and the shouting did not stop.

Outside the city, tens of thousands of spectators who watched the excitement couldn't help but join the team at this time, and they shouted together, and their blood was boiling.

No one looked back at the county town again, and all eyes were forward, looking at the spirit mine.

In less than three miles, the number of personnel had increased by one-third, and the original 100,000 strong men had increased to 130,000.

Just after the ten-mile long pavilion, the 130,000 strong men have reached 200,000.

When the night came, the team did not stop, and continued to move forward, the beast cart stopped several times, and was immediately pushed forward by more than 200,000 monks behind.

Murong Tianqi came out of the carriage with tears in his eyes, he had experienced the beast tide no less than eight times, but only at this moment made his heart surge.

There are still more than two years before the beast tide, but the morale of the blood to the end has begun to burn, and every time the beast tide has scarred the human race, only this time, Murong Tianqi saw hope.

At this moment, Murong Lin Zhi in the Spirit Mine Fire Cave was also in a happy mood, and he was preparing for the twenty-eighth soul split.

The demon pill and blood crystal offered by the Qingqiu Fox Clan allowed him to solve his urgent need, and the twenty-eighth soul split, if he used the spirit jade as in the past, it would reach one hundred and twenty thousand.

The twenty-ninth soul splitting reached 2.24 million, and the repetition of spiritual magic had no effect on splitting souls, while the number of unrepeated spiritual techniques was gradually decreasing.

However, the blood crystal of the demon beast has solved the problem of spiritual arts, the blood crystal is the bloodline inheritance of the demon beast, and the last time the twelve blood crystals were not only less than 12,000 spirit jade, but also benefited Murong Lin a lot.

This time the soul split, Murong Lin Zhi prepared a thousand blood crystals, which was exactly equivalent to one million spirit jade. At the same time, Murong Lin Zhi prepared 120,000 spirit jades.

Of these 120,000 spirit jades, 100,000 came from the inheritance of the Ren family in the Patriarch Hall of the Qinghong Society, and these were all lost formation inheritances.

The Mo Dazhi brothers have stayed at the fourth-level formation mage, and with these inheritances, they can break through to the fifth-level formation mage in one day.

After continuous practice, comprehension, and 100,000 formation inheritances, you can break through to the sixth level, or even the seventh level formation mage.

The breakthrough of Mo Dazhi's formation, all the people who benefited a lot were their major clones.

Twenty-seven doppelgangers, swordsmanship has reached the fifth level, Luo's swordsmanship has exuded huge energy, the higher the cultivation, as soon as you see the doppelganger, you will realize that each doppelganger is like a sword that has been handed down from generation to generation.

Jane's casting has been inherited by Murong Lin Zhi, and each clone has reached the sixth level of casting.

The cultivation technique of the Hua family has also reached level six, and now, for the major clones, it is of no practical use.

However, the Hua family, the head of the Wannian family, the planting technique is by no means simple, and if the Hua family dies, the Luo family, the Ren family, and the Jian family will die. Murong Lin Zhi did not underestimate the planting skills of the Hua family.

It has been less than four months since he came to the Spirit Mine, and with such an achievement, how can it not make Murong Lin feel happy.