This remark immediately attracted everyone's attention. But maybe except for Ziyan, no one else can feel it. Even if he cultivates to the Southern Ion of the Golden Immortal, if he wants to feel this breath, I'm afraid he can't do it.

But for Zi Yan, as long as this aura appeared, he seemed to be able to feel it. Because this breath is really too familiar!

It is so familiar that it is unforgettable, so familiar that Ziyan will never forget it for the rest of his life!

The others didn't know what was going on in the Dao, but they knew Zi Yan and understood Zi Yan's character. As long as Zi Yan made such an expression, it was definitely not intentional. And when they looked at Zi Yan at this time, under the solemnity of Zi Yan's expression, they found that look that could not be concealed, which was very rich. This look belongs to the killing machine!

Even though Zi Yan did not emit the slightest aura of cultivation at this time, around his body, there seemed to be a monstrous murderous aura, which suddenly rose up, and even in this monstrous murderous aura, it seemed to contain a kind of resentment that could never be erased!

However, in Zi Yan's next words, they roughly guessed what Zi Yan had discovered, that is, Zi Long.

"Hmph, say Zilong, Zilong will arrive! It's really timely, this time, I will definitely not let him run away!" When Zi Yan's words fell, a violent aura of cultivation suddenly burst out from his body, and his body suddenly turned into a purple streamer at this moment, like a meteor, with an astonishing speed, galloping towards the distance.

Of course, Zi Yan was familiar with the breath of the purple dragon, and in that unasked will, on top of the ninth peak of the Nine Tribulation Peak. When he was imprisoned by the purple dragon, he felt the breath that belonged to the purple dragon for thousands of years. Thousands of years of torment have made De Ziyan never forget this breath.

The Holy Maiden, Meng Xue and the others stayed in place for a moment, and then looked at each other in unison. Immediately followed.

Maybe anger can really increase speed, even a true immortal monk like Meng Xue, facing Zi Yan's speed, it seems to be a little difficult to catch up at this time.

In the distance, a familiar figure is standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance. In his hand he held a hedron he had just found. At this time, his brows furrowed slightly, obviously he didn't find that Ziyan had been killed at this time, but he did find something.

"In this vein. It is said that there is a mining village, but why, at the same time, so many monks break through at the same time?"

The person who spoke was Zilong, and it didn't take long for him to step into this fifth day, let alone step into this vein. But even so, he knew about the existence of the mining village, and even went to this vein to find a spar to absorb the aura. When his words fell. His five fingers suddenly squirmed slightly, and under this wriggling, a trace of white mist suddenly rose up from the spar in his hand. And as he slowly closed his eyes. And under the deep inhalation of his nostrils, these white mist suddenly poured into his two nostrils. Then it made him feel a sense of relaxation and joy. And because of this, the spar in his hand. In the case of losing its aura, its original white color has also become much darker.

"This vein is indeed a good place. I'm really late. Almost all of the hedrons here are sought by others. If I come earlier, find a large number of spars, and get more aura, I'm afraid my cultivation will have a breakthrough early!"

There was a sly smile on the corner of Zilong's mouth, but there was a kind of satisfaction in that smile. With his five fingers open, the spar in his hand suddenly rolled down, until when it rolled down to the foot of the mountain, countless fragments had been emitted.

In this void, he already felt an aura of breakthrough. After all, when the breakthrough occurred, the aura brought out was much, much stronger than before. The scope of natural diffusion should become very wide.

At this time, Zilong looked at his hand from a distance, his right hand clenched a purple sword, this sword had a faint purple light that was slowly oozing out, and in fact, these purple lights were a manifestation of the aura of cultivation. When Zilong felt the color of these purple lights, his eyes once again showed a look of satisfaction, slowly raised the purple sword, and continued to mutter: "My cultivation is in the Heavenly Realm at this time, but why is my cultivation at every level lower than the cultivation power emitted by Ziyan......?" But no matter what, that Ziyan's cultivation would definitely not reach the Heavenly Boundary. After all, he has been imprisoned by me for thousands of years, and even if I meet him at this time, I will not be afraid!"

After Zilong finished speaking, a calm color suddenly burst out in his eyes, and the purple light of the sword in his hand was much richer.

At this time, Zilong once again looked into the distance, as if he could see the existence of the mining village, and said: "Could it be the mining village there, although these monks who are breaking through are not monks who have cultivated strongly." But if it were a mining village, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to attack these monks, after all, there were a lot of people in that mining village. But if it weren't for the mining village, killing these monks might have been able to gain something valuable from them. ”

A strange glow was released from Zilong's eyes, and under the spread of this strange glow. He had already made some kind of decision in his heart, and after stopping in place for a moment, his figure flashed, and turned into a purple long light, galloping away into the distance.

Zi Yan was still galloping in the air, his eyelids didn't blink, as if he was afraid that when he opened his eyes again, he wouldn't be able to discover the existence of Zilong. After all, Zi Yan has a deep understanding of Zilong's way of escaping. At this time, the distance between him and Zilong was also tens of thousands of miles. And these tens of thousands of miles away, in the case of Ziyan galloping so fast, although it won't take long. But he didn't want to startle the snake. If he wants to get close to the Purple Dragon, he must not emit the slightest aura of cultivation when he is not close to the Purple Dragon, except for the speed of flight, of course.

The distance from Zilong is getting closer and closer, and Zilong at this time can also vaguely feel a strong impact, which is surging towards here, and this impact makes his footsteps suddenly stop. But because Zi Yan didn't emit a cultivation breath, Zi Long didn't know that the monk who came at a gallop was Zi Yan, so he frowned slightly, stared ahead, his expression was a little dignified, and at the same time, with a hint of shock, he said: "What a fast speed, this person's cultivation is definitely above me." ”

But after this deep groan fell, Zilong's gaze did not move away from the front, and after staying in place for a moment, his expression changed again, and he gasped. Because at this time, a purple streamer is speeding towards here at an astonishing speed.

"Zilong, long time no see. ”

At this moment, in this void, the sound from Zi Yan's mouth, as if condensing the power of the sky, instantly echoed in Zilong's ears, which made his heart tremble at this time......!