On a green mountain five hundred feet high, there is a green village. The village is completely green and black, and is made of green bamboos as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Countless years have passed, and the green color has faded away, imprinted with the vicissitudes of life.
, the color is no longer green, it has become darker.
Bamboo leaves were whirling, and some green bamboos buried in the mud were resurrected and rejuvenated. However, at this moment, no one in the Green Bamboo Village paid attention to these. Countless people gathered. The soldiers in their hands were clanging, their blood was filled, and their eyes were full of energy.
The desire to die, whether it is an old man, a woman, a young man, or a child, they all have the same smell.
Bloody smell!
In the center of Qingzhu Village, there is a hundred-foot-high Qingzhu Tower. This bamboo tower has nine floors. Above the nine floors, an old man stands on the top of the tower with his hands behind his back. The wind is blowing all around, but it cannot shake him.
The old man's black hair was swollen, and his green animal skin robe was clinging to his body. Behind him, there were five middle-aged people standing. All five of them exuded amazing energy and blood power. If Xiao Yi were here,
You can know that these are five strong men at the level of thousands captains.
At this moment, the eyes of the five thousand-capion level warriors were filled with deep sorrow. After a few breaths, one of them gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying in a deep voice: "Clan Leader!"
The black-haired old man waved his hand without turning around. He looked into the distance. The fairy mist filled the mountain stream dozens of miles away, and it was thicker than before. Then, his eyes fell to the east, the vast land, the ancient mountains, and the endless mountains.
to the end.
Two thousand miles away.
On a vast grassland, a young man was walking with a sword on his back. This young man was dressed in a rare blue silk robe. He had black hair, a slender figure, a pair of dark eyes, calm and comfortable, without any sharpness, and there was no trace of anything on his body.
The power of Qi and blood emitted. Behind it, there was a purple long sword without a scabbard. Even the hilt was purple. The whole sword was one piece without any trace of an axe. It seemed as if it was nurtured by heaven and earth.
The sword rose and fell with the boy's breathing, and there was no clue.
The young man's steps were not fast, but each step covered a distance of dozens of feet, as if the earth was condensing under his feet. There was an inexplicable charm hidden in his footwork, but it was completely natural.
Buzz!
Abruptly, the long purple sword behind the young man whistled softly, and the sword trembled, as if it sensed something. The young man's calm eyes instantly became sharp, and an astonishing edge burst out from his eyes, which cut the air.
, on the grassland ahead, soil and mud splashed everywhere, and two ten-foot-long charred sword marks appeared on the ground for no apparent reason.
"Have you sensed it too, the breath of the immortals?"
As if in response to the young man's words, the long purple sword made a long sword sound. The sound of the sword was sonorous, like thunderbolts exploding. Then, the young man laughed loudly, his black hair danced wildly, and his pace suddenly accelerated,
His whole body seemed to turn into a streak of blue lightning, and he was a hundred feet away in just one breath, and disappeared at the end of the grassland after a few breaths.
At a place that was still a hundred miles away from the end of the Panlei Mountains, Xiao Yi and his party finally met the Volcano Tribe. The two tribes' warriors merged into one force and turned into a torrent of flames, rushing toward the place shrouded in dark clouds at the end.
At the speed of two soldiers, the land of hundreds of miles was crossed in almost half an hour. Nearly five thousand soldiers rushed into the mountain stream. Only a huge silver waterfall fell in the sky, making a huge roar.
Among them, the immortal energy is about to dissipate, and the dark clouds in the sky have faded, but you can still smell the faint smell of blood, which is the smell of the immortal clan.
"We're late!" Huohe Clan leader said solemnly.
Boom!
Tens of miles away, a thundering roar suddenly came from the sky, and a large green mountain was shaking. At the foot of the mountain, there was a fairy mist, spreading toward the top of the mountain.
Commander Shi Hu's expression changed slightly: "We arrived a step too late. The Black Wind Tribe's Qingzhu Mountain was trapped by the Immortal Clan."
"It's still too late!" Shi Zhixuan suddenly shouted, "The centurions all left behind the commanding warriors. We will run with all our strength and arrive when they reach Qingzhu Village."
Without hesitation, the leader of the Huohe clan and Chi Long looked at each other, and even Xiao Yi and Captain Shi Hu fired out at almost the same time. The remaining two centurions looked dignified and also led the two warriors.
He ran with all his strength, but compared to Xiao Yi and others, the speed was far behind.
The nine strong men of the two blood tribes ran with all their strength. It couldn't be described as unpleasant. The nine figures were like strong winds passing by, wreaking havoc in the wild ancient forest. Wherever they passed, whether they were poisonous ants that were attacking or poisonous spiders that were spreading their webs.
, the entrenched giant python was crushed and crushed by the blood of the nine people, without any resistance.
After ten breaths, the difference in the speed of the nine people began to appear. The one in the front was naturally Shi Zhixuan. Sitting down, the red Pegasus' wings vibrated. It was dozens of feet away in a breath, gliding close to the tree crown and gliding in the air. Shi Zhixuan was behind.
He is the leader of the Huohe Clan. As a powerful person in the Blood Refining Dzogchen, he is the only one with the fusion of spirit, energy and spirit. His steps are as fast as the wind, and he is only ten feet away behind Shi Zhixuan.
And behind the leader of the Huohe clan, it was not Captain Huoli, nor any of the three Captains Chilong or even Chiyan, but it was not Captain Shihu or Captain Qianyuan, but Xiao Yi.
In the widened eyes of Captain Huo Li, Xiao Yi turned into green light and followed three feet behind the patriarch Huo He. There were faint green lines emerging under his body. Wherever he passed, the air seemed to be blown by
The sharp weapon was cutting people apart. He was running in such a domineering way. Even some short shrubs were not avoided and were directly smashed into pieces. The strength of the flesh body really made Captain Huoli couldn't help but swallow secretly.
After spitting, it was a body that his red copper Huntian Hammer could not damage. Now based on the changes on Xiao Yi's body, Captain Huoli judged that the other party's cultivation seemed to be deeper.
And behind Xiao Yi, those following were not Huoli Qianfu Zhang and others, but Chilong. His whole body was boiling with energy and blood, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a flaming python, walking across the earth, and even had the power to soar into the air.
Transform into a dragon and fly around the nine heavens.
Looking at Xiao Yi's back, Chi Long's eyes flashed with shock, because he found that even if he ran with all his strength, he was at least seven or eight feet away from Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi looked calm and calm, as if
Haven't used all our strength yet.
Chilong thought about the scene he saw in Fengya Valley. Is this his creation?
wrong!
Immediately, a bright light flashed in the red dragon's eyes. Behind Xiao Yi, there was nothing, and the shadow of the broken gun disappeared. If it were not a human warrior, it would not be able to be included in the sky veins or even the surrounding sky sea. But
What Chilong didn't know was that a few days ago, the Qingsuo had vanished into thin air, and the Soul-Destroying Gun had completely shattered due to the inheritance test of the Heaven-Sucking Fist.
Almost in the time of a cup of tea, the nine people had crossed dozens of miles, and in a few more miles they could reach the foot of Qingzhu Mountain. At this time, the entire Qingzhu Mountain had been covered by fairy mist for nearly half, and it was quickly spreading towards the top.
And go.
"who!"
Shi Zhixuan let out a soft cry, and Xiao Yi and the others looked forward, only to see a young man in green clothes appearing at the foot of Qingzhu Mountain. This young man was not wearing an animal robe, but Shi Zhixuan could see that it was a kind of
Weaved from the silk of the mid-level desolate beast, the green silkworm, the mid-level desolate beast is nothing, but those who can weave such a green shirt are not something ordinary tribes can do, at least the lower-level blood tribes can't do it.
It is almost impossible to have a medium-level blood. As far as Shi Zhixuan knows, it may only be seen from time to time in a high-level blood.
Who is this young man?
The nine people almost had the same idea in their minds. Xiao Yi looked at it intently. At the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, dozens of immortal soldiers were guarding. They sealed the foot of the mountain and cut off their retreat. Among the dozens of immortal soldiers, there were three corps commanders.
Xiao Yi knew that two of the three were strong men, and they were two of the four chiefs of the four immortal clans who intercepted and killed them when they were looking for the Eight Hundred Years Ginseng.
At this moment, I saw that the young man in green clothes did not hesitate at all, and stepped towards Qingzhu Mountain. The moment his footsteps fell, his whole body appeared strangely behind the dozens of immortals, and then he stepped forward again, and his footsteps fell.
, and dozens of feet away, and the dozens of immortals, including the three immortal clan captains, after a brief period of shock, remained motionless, as if they were imprisoned, standing still in place.
What!
Xiao Yi was shocked. A scene that might seem extremely strange to ordinary people, or even centurion-level experts, could be understood clearly by a centurion-level expert with the spiritual power of his will reaching the peak of the ordinary realm.
See.
too fast!
Even Xiao Yi couldn't see clearly how the young man in green shirt drew his sword. Just a purple sword light flashed through, and it pierced the necks of dozens of immortals at the same time. Because the speed was too fast, if it weren't for the spiritual power,
Capture, with Xiao Yi's current state of will, he couldn't even see the purple sword light.
Among the nine people, Shi Zhixuan saw it most clearly. Under the spiritual will of the transcendent realm, the movements of the young man in green were very clear, but it also shocked Shi Zhixuan, because it was one thing to see clearly, and another to be able to catch it.
One thing, the sword of the young man in blue was too fast, and the speed reached an incredible level. He could not sense the opponent's cultivation level, but the sword just struck Shi Zhixuan, and it was difficult for him to catch it.
Most likely it will be a serious injury, maybe you can avoid it by using the red fire, but you are only 60-70% sure.
The most important thing is how old this young man in green shirt is. He looks to be at least sixteen or seventeen years old. His combat power has reached such an incredible level. Xiao Yi doesn't believe that the sword just now was his final resort. Then
It seems that Xiao Yi is suspicious and just does it randomly. (Please vote for recommendations, everyone comes to vote for the Emperor!)