Beast Blood Panlong

Before departure, Sanbao also discussed carefully with Shisan that the trip to Mangyang Mountain should be sooner rather than later.

The two days passed in a blink of an eye. Since it was the season of blood deer estrus, the spiritual practice of hunting blood deer in the mountains could be seen almost everywhere. It was not until half a day ago that Sanbao entered the central area of ​​the Misty Mountain, and the fighting and shouting gradually began.

Disappeared.

"Kill, fight them!"

"I'm here, none of you can leave today..."

More than ten kilometers away, there was a faint roar. Sanbao thought it was two groups of spiritual cultivators fighting for the blood deer. In the past two days, Sanbao had encountered at least no less than this kind of thing.

Five times, just when he was about to sweep it away, Sanbao's expression suddenly changed.

"That's not right. This area is already deep in the Lost Mountains. Except for teams above the Spiritual Emperor, ordinary mercenary groups have long been afraid to set foot! It shouldn't be ordinary spiritual cultivators!"

“Go check it out!”

Adjusting the direction, Sanbao quickly flew towards the place of the fight. By the time Sanbao arrived at a dense forest filled with the smell of blood, the battle was basically over, except for a man in yellow who was surrounded by several spiritual emperors.

Rushing to the right, all seven or eight of his accomplices fell to the ground.

"If you want me to die, prepare a few backers!" Following a huge roar, a huge golden palm print appeared out of thin air in the hands of the besieged man in yellow.

"Haha, no matter how good your skills are today, you will never be able to fly!"

The moment the golden palm print appeared, Sanbao, who was a thousand meters away, suddenly felt shocked.

Apart from the Luo family blood, who else can use the Sky-Stacking Claw is Caiguang. After twenty years, Sanbao finally met his childhood playmate, his "eldest nephew" who was two years older than himself.

"Daiguang, wait for me!"

With a loud shout, the Three Treasures rushed straight into the dense forest like an arrow from heaven. After a burst of howling ghosts and howls, only two people were left standing on the ground in the entire dense forest.

The ones who besieged Caiguang were the royal guards headed by two Hanxuan. However, in front of Sanbao, these people were just chickens and dogs, with no power to fight back. In the blink of an eye, Sanbao was like a hellish Shura.

, all were killed and fell to the ground.

The moment their eyes met, the two smiled.

"You, are you the third uncle?" The man in yellow was clearly confused and asked with surprise.

Sanbao didn't speak, just nodded with a smile, then opened his arms and hugged Luo Caiguang tightly, who was somewhat unable to recover.

"Third uncle, I thought I would never see you again, you know? Grandpa, father, mother, and second uncle all..." At this moment of seeing relatives, even a tough man can't help but feel moved,

Cai Guangdang was a master of the Spiritual Emperor, his eyes were already flushed.

"No, second brother is fine, and..."

After calming down, the two of them didn't have too many scruples and sat in the bloody room to chat.

At this moment, Caiguang was already a three-star spiritual emperor. His strength was strong enough to compete with the average five-star spiritual emperor. However, he was still a step behind when facing the two half-mysterious men who were well prepared. If the three treasures had not arrived in time,

I'm afraid my life is at risk.

Life is often like this. The appearance of one person can often change the fate and trajectory of another person.

"Third uncle, I thought that my cultivation level has improved very quickly, but I didn't expect that compared with you, it is still far behind?" After a full two hours, the two of them briefly described their respective situations.

Once again, facing the current strength and achievements of Sanbao, Caiguang is also convinced.

"It's nothing, I just had a few lucky opportunities. I plan to go to Mangyang Mountain. What are your plans? Are you going to Xifeng Kingdom to meet Uncle Qi and the others, or are you going back to Lushan? You should leave Tianlan during this period.

For the best, I guess the Mo family should know your identity, otherwise they wouldn't have sent so many experts. Moreover, I killed one of their Lingxuan a few days ago. I'm afraid the entire Mo family is furious now..."

"Well, I want to go back to Lushan first to find my second uncle, and then we can go to Xifeng together. Do you think it's okay, third uncle?" Caiguang thought for a moment and replied.

"That's very good. I'm still thinking about how to send someone to Lushan to inform Second Brother and the others that it would be best for you to go. With your strength, I will give you some spiritual treasures for self-defense. You should keep a low profile at ordinary times, which is enough to cross the north and south of the mainland. We will

It’s time for the family to get together…”

The two hadn't seen each other for many years, and they were supposed to have a good reunion, but for the two young people, there were plenty of opportunities in the future, so they didn't waste too much time on it. After only three days, the two left separately.

The light goes south to Yunli country, and the three treasures go straight to Mangyang Mountain.

Within three days, in addition to giving away some spiritual treasures and elixirs, Sanbao also taught Caiguang the Luo family's talent, the Sky-Shattering Blade. Caiguang's talent obviously surpassed that of his father and Lao Luo. As long as he practices diligently, it is very possible that he can

Master this powerful magical power.

After leaving Mishan, Sanbao flew directly to the north.

Just as Sanbao rushed to Mangyang Mountain at high speed, a deep sigh came from a mysterious palace in Lanjing City.

"Hey, Fourth Brother, Old Fourth Brother, I'm not talking about you. The seven of us brothers thought that you had the best hope of being promoted to Spiritual Saint. But now, your body was completely destroyed by an unknown one-star Lingxuan. If

It’s not that your father or his family gave you a Kirin Heart to save your life, or even died in the hands of the other party..."

"I was careless, but second brother, if it were you, you would never have thought that that boy was only thirty years old, but I had never thought of..."

The speaker was none other than Mo Zhi, whose body was completely destroyed by the Three Treasures and whose soul escaped. The man he called his second brother was Mo Xiong, the current leader of Tianlan Kingdom.

Although Mo Xiong is already a four-star Lingxuan, in terms of potential, he is not even as good as Mo Zhi, but now Mo Zhi has long lost the freedom and momentum of the past.

After returning to Lanjing, although he quickly took away a young body, his cultivation level plummeted to the peak of the Spiritual Emperor, which was more than a hundred times worse than the original cultivation level of the Three-Star Lingxuan.

Although it is possible to return to the realm of Lingxuan after another ten or twenty years of cultivation, it is just that it will never have the same potential as before. Without great opportunities, it is absolutely impossible to advance to the level of Lingsheng.

"Okay, stop talking, brother, our Tianlan has such a master, but you, the leader of the country, don't even know that. After searching for so many days, there is no clue at all. Your responsibility is also

It’s not small, but it really doesn’t work anymore, so I have to move my old bones...”

"Father, do you want to leave seclusion?"

"Second uncle, you must avenge this for your nephew, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this breath!"

When the two were depressed, a powerful aura suddenly fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, a burly old man with white beard and eyebrows appeared in front of them.

Mo Tu, one of the two great spiritual saints of the Tianlan Empire, is also the absolute pillar of the Mohist family. If it were someone else, even if he was killed ten or eight times, it would be difficult to attract this person's attention. However, Mo Tu is different in his wisdom. He is the backbone of the Mohist family.

To destroy Mo Zhi, the person who is most likely to advance to the level of Spiritual Saint, is to almost cut off an arm of the Mo family, and it also cuts off the hope of a strong inheritance of the Mo family. For such a big thing, Mo Tu can't even think about it.

After all, the Mo family could not send anyone more suitable than the Holy Spirit who could kill Mo Zhi easily.

When the Lanjing Mo family sent out the top master Mo Tu, the Three Treasures thousands of miles away were already standing proudly on a golden mountain range.

Mangyang Mountain, one of the most mysterious and dangerous places in Tianlan, has arrived!

Thousands of miles of mountains, endless stretches of golden sand, and as far as the eye can see, all is bare.

Landing on the top of a peak, Sanbao tapped the golden rock on the ground with one foot. There was a clang, clang sound, and ordinary rocks could actually make a metallic sound.

This is clearly a sign that the rocks contain a lot of metals. It is indeed the Mangyang Mountain that is known to be filled with gold and silver. It is estimated that any mineral deposit here can be rich in oil.

But the actual situation is that except for a few big forces who dare to send people to mine a few small mines in the outermost ordinary mountains of Mangyang Mountain, no human forces dare to set foot inside the entire Mangyang Mountain.

There are only some casual practitioners or individuals who focus on experience, and they are basically high-level spiritual practitioners.

The reason is still related to the king beast of Mangyang Mountain, Mangyang.

Ordinary Mang Sheep are high-level spiritual beasts of the fourth and fifth levels, while the Mang Sheep King is a sixth-level spiritual beast. Some powerful Sheep Kings may even reach the seventh level. The real reason why countless forces dare not get involved is the legendary Mang Sheep.

There are even eighth-level wild sheep sitting deep in the mountains.

For humans, gold and silver are just a symbol of wealth, but for sheep that feed on gold and silver ores, gold and silver are real rations.

If you want to interfere with my food rations, I will naturally fight you tooth and nail.

Of course, the most important thing is that Mang Yang does have the strength to fight against humans. Otherwise, the countless large and small forces in the Blue Sky Empire would not be able to look at the mountains of gold and silver without daring to take action.

"I heard from Thirteen that back then, our Luo family also wanted to march into Mang Yang Mountain, but later we didn't know why. After the Mo family became the royal family, they also didn't send anyone to garrison. Maybe there are actually eighth-level Mang Yang in charge of Mang Yang Mountain.

of……"

Thinking of this, Sanbao did not dare to be too careless, restrained his breath, and slowly flew towards the depths of the mountains along a height of half a meter from the ground.

With the strength of the Three Treasures, ordinary wild sheep don't need to pay attention to it. Not only that they can't deal with the Three Treasures, but even if they want to deal with it, they can't find it.

But once you encounter the seventh-level Mang Sheep King or even accidentally enter the territory of the eighth-level Mang Sheep, it will be very dangerous.

It is said that Mang Sheep hates humans so much that they will kill them almost whenever they see them, and they will not stop until they die.

Of course, Sanbao also knows that if you want to find out the news about the split soul of the Holy Ancestor, you will definitely not be able to do it without entering the core area of ​​the mountain range, so Sanbao has to enter again.

As one mountain range after another slowly passes by at the foot, the number of sheep is getting denser and denser. When we first entered the mountains, we would often only see a group of sheep once in a dozen peaks. Now, almost every day, we can see a group of sheep.

In every valley, there is a tribe of wild sheep living.