Beiyin Great Sage

The body fragments on the ground were picked up one by one, placed in special bags, then gathered together, and finally sent to the Eagle's Nest.

The mist that enveloped the Eagle's Nest had the ability to isolate perception. Ordinary bloodline sensing methods could not penetrate that barrier. With a little time, the flesh and blood could be processed.

The higher his cultivation level and the more contacts he had, the more cautious Zhou Jia became.

There are countless weird methods in the ruins world, including martial arts, source techniques, curses, vigor... and even technology.

Curses through the air, blood induction, and soul-locking are all methods that were only rumored in the past and have been recorded in the library.

In the world of Fei Mu, there are legendary mages who use a piece of flesh and blood to lock souls and kill people thousands of miles away, and there are also mysterious methods that track them thousands of miles away.

As one of the top families in the military, the Ji family has a strong silver man in charge, so no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful.

Since Ji Ze was able to salvage Ji Xian's bones from the deep mountains and swamps, who is sure that the Ji family can't find him from the clues left by the corpse?

Just in case, it must be disposed of cleanly.

"clank……"

Someone holds a bone in his hand and taps the iron tool lightly. The bone is not damaged at all, but the weapon that cuts iron as if it is clay will make a gap.

"This bone is comparable to the black iron mysterious weapon!"

"Zhang Bingzhong and Ji Xian are both powerful beings in the later stage of Black Iron. Their bones are naturally different from ordinary Black Iron."

Mr. Zheng waved his sleeves:

"Pack it up and don't move it."

"yes."

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"I asked people I know, and only Varla has heard of something similar."

Mr. Zheng handed over a jewel and said:

"This thing should come from an ethnic group older than the Gong tribe. It is similar to the magic weapon in the Fei Mu world, but the method is obviously different."

"The Dili clan calls it Secret Weapon!"

Zhou Jia took the orb and looked at it carefully.

The orb is the size of a quail egg, round in body, warm and smooth to the touch, and it seems to be filled with undulating stars in the sky, making it beautiful.

This object was found from the body of Su Jiuye and embedded in the jade belt around his waist. It was also the key to his escape from Zhou Jia twice.

"This kind of thing can swallow up a certain amount of energy and spirit of the holder in an instant, and then stimulate some wonderful abilities."

Mr. Zheng continued to speak:

"Most of them are of little use."

"Such as releasing fireworks, creating a phantom, or even performing something similar to a shadow puppet show, but there are exceptions."

As he spoke, he pointed at the orb on Zhou Jia’s hand:

"It can take people a hundred meters away with almost no restrictions. At least the methods of the black iron realm should not be able to prevent it."

Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows.

This is simply a life-saving treasure at critical moments.

Su Jiuye also relied on it to escape two fatal blows.

"There are also disadvantages."

Mr. Zheng stroked his beard:

"That is, every time it is used, the energy required is extremely large. Because it is swallowed instantly, it is very likely to damage the origin of the physical body."

"If the energy and energy are insufficient, life span will be directly consumed."

"So, never use it continuously in a short period of time."

Zhou Jia looked thoughtful.

Looking back now on Su Jiuye's condition at that time, something was indeed wrong. There were a lot more wrinkles on his face and white hair on his head before his death.

However, although there are disadvantages, the advantages are also obvious.

Can't let it go.

"Three days."

Mr. Zheng rested for a moment and looked up at the sky. Three scorching suns were suspended in the sky, a rainbow hung in the sky after the rain, and several birds were flying in the light. He sighed:

"I'm afraid Yang Shizhen won't come. Why don't you wait?"

"Wait for two more days." Zhou Jia quickly answered:

"Keep an eye on the movements on Xiaolang Island at all times. If it doesn't work, we will go back."

"All right!"

Mr. Zheng stood up and shook the dirt off his body:

"Then I'll wait with you for two more days. This time the Eagle's Nest is full of people, guarded by several black irons, as well as your own people."

"It's a pity that Yang is not fooled."

He said, shaking his head regretfully.

In order to avoid future troubles and completely end the troubles in Stone City, Zhou Jia called on almost all the black iron masters he could call upon.

Needless to say, Yang Xuan and Feng Zhengqing were still unclear about the situation.

Mr. Zheng, Varla, and Xuan Ying, who had never seen his true face, also came. They even laid many ambushes, and he himself was in charge.

As long as you come, there will be no return.

Even Yang Shizhen, who is known as the best master around Shicheng, is the same.

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Xiaolang Island.

The atmosphere in the hall was dull.

Everyone in the Xue family looked livid and cast cold glances upward from time to time.

The faces of everyone in the Yang family were not good-looking either, with hesitation, worry, and fear all showing in their eyes, but no one dared to say a word.

Yang Shizhen sat in the middle, eyes lowered, and said nothing for a long time.

"No news yet?"

"The Lord of Return."

A man walks out and returns with his hands in hand:

"The two Su family members have not returned yet, and the situation is unknown. The Su family themselves are in chaos. It is said that Zhou Jia sent a letter to the Tianhu Gang, saying that he was seriously injured and needed to rest, and would not be able to show up in a short time."

"Senior Xue..."

His voice paused and he said:

"Senior Xue's summons token has been moving in a small area, and the life fire in the ancestral temple has not been extinguished. It must still be alive now."

"It is very possible that he is trapped somewhere and cannot get out temporarily for some reason."

"Pulse Master!"

A Xue family member walked out and said in a low voice:

"My father is very likely to be in danger. As a son, we cannot ignore it. Since the Pulse Master doesn't plan to take action, then I can just wait and go!"

"Not bad." Someone snorted coldly and said angrily:

"The Xue and Yang families are connected by the same spirit, and they are still two surnames after all. Since you are worried that it is a trap, and you are afraid of falling into a trick, then we, the Xue family, will do it ourselves!"

"Brother Yuntai, why do you say this?" Someone from the Yang family immediately said:

"Things are indeed wrong. So many experts left the city, but none of them returned. If we take action when the situation is unclear, it is very likely that we will fall into someone else's trap."

"Yeah yeah!"

"You guys don't want to take action, so why can't we go by ourselves?"

"Four days, it's been four days. I haven't made a decision after thinking about it for four days. Do you have to wait until my ancestor of the Xue family dies before you are willing to do it?"

"nonsense!"

In an instant, the sounds of quarreling and consolation mixed together.

The place was immediately in chaos.

Xue Lietu's situation is unknown, but a warning message has been sent. Logically speaking, he should help.

But who is Xue Lietu?

One of the only late-stage Black Iron warriors on Xiaolang Island, if he was defeated and killed, how could his opponent be something that others could handle?

If Yang Shizhen is in trouble, Xiaolang Island will immediately be leaderless.

Should you take this risk?

Of course you need to be careful!

"Four days!"

Someone yelled:

"Even if everything was fine four days ago, my ancestor was trapped outside for four days without any news. Now, I'm afraid my ancestor won't be able to survive."

"If we go there earlier, we might be able to help our ancestors get out of trouble earlier!"

"You can't say that." One person whispered:

"It's been okay for four days, which shows that Mr. Xue can endure it. Maybe he can walk back on his own in a day or two."

"Yang Guan, what did you say?"

"Looking for a fight, right?"

"boom!"

Yang Guan's sarcastic words completely angered the Xue family, who had been suppressing their anger for four days. The group of people stood up with a roar and bumped into each other.

"Do not fight!"

"stop fighting!"

The Xue and Yang families have been married for generations. The wife surnamed Yang is surnamed Xue, and the wife surnamed Xue is surnamed Yang. There are many aunts and uncles in the palace, and they all have good connections.

Now, everything is in chaos.

"Peng!"

Yang Shizhen stood up and glared at the audience:

"stop!"

"How dignified!"

The majesty of the pulse master has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for decades. Although many Xue family members were unhappy, they could not help but stop their movements subconsciously.

"Pulse Master!"

A member of the Xue family, with a bruised nose and swollen face, suppressed his anger and asked:

"Tell me the truth, are you going to take action?"

"I……"

"Report!"

A loud shout interrupted Yang Shizhen's decision that was about to blurt out.

"Wu Shidao from the inner sect, come to the island to visit!"

"..."

"Wu Shidao?"

"Wu Shidao, who is the core true successor of the inner sect and is expected to reach the Silver Realm?"

"Why is he here?"

There was silence in the field, and then whispers started to sound. Everyone had different expressions, and for a moment they even forgot about Xue Lietu's situation.

Gein, Wu Shidao, can be said to be one of the most famous people in Xuantian League's inner sect in the past thirty years, and his cultivation has reached the peak of black iron.

You can say that.

There are many dead souls under this man who are stronger than Yang Shizhen.

With this person's identity and strength, everyone who comes to the island will be notified several months in advance so that the people on the island can prepare in advance to welcome him, but now he suddenly lands on the island.

"Wow!"

Yang Shizhen shook his sleeves and stepped down:

"Follow me to greet Brother Wu!"

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Wu Shidao is wearing a dark green robe with cloud patterns and embroidery, his eyebrows are lowered, and his fingers are slender under the long sleeves, which can put a woman to shame.

He is clearly over fifty, but his appearance suggests he is only in his thirties.

He has the stability of a middle-aged man and the vitality of a young man, but does not have the twilight energy of the elderly. It is more elegant, leisurely, and otherworldly.

He sat in the middle of the hall, his expression calm and serene, and every move he made seemed natural and unrestrained, like an immortal descended from the earth.

Although he has a good temperament, no one in the venue is relaxed.

Even Yang Shizhen subconsciously tensed up her body.

This Wu Shidao has an extraordinary temperament, but he is by no means a good person. He probably has more lives on his hands than the people on Xiaolang Island, so he has firmly established himself as the core true disciple of the inner sect.

"What's the fuss about?"

Looking at the whole audience, Wu Shidao shook his head gently:

"Everyone has a bruised nose and swollen face. They go out to kill ferocious beasts and zombies when they have no energy to use. How is it appropriate to attack one of your own people?"

"Brother Wu Dao." Yang Shizhen bowed his head:

"A misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Wu Shidao tilted his head and said in a cold voice:

"As the leader of your lineage, you can't even restrain your own disciples and let them cause trouble here. How can you explain this misunderstanding?"

"Um?"

Yang Shizhen's face turned pale:

"Brother Taoist taught you a lesson!"

"The Thirty-Six Meridians of the Outer Sect were separated back then in order to continue the inheritance when necessary, and also to select outstanding people from all over the world." Wu Shidao reprimanded:

"Now look at what you have done. You have turned the Jinhuang lineage into a private dynasty, and your disciples have fought privately. You have made no achievements for many years!"

"The master of the lineage..."

He looked at Yang Shizhen and suddenly waved his sleeves.

"boom!"

A strong wind rises from the plains.

The blue sky and white sun seemed to suddenly become dark and dull, and Yang Shizhen's breathing was even more stagnant. The only thing he could feel was a long sleeve that covered the sky and sun, waving down from his head.

Danger!

"ah!"

With a roar, the power from within his body surged out, and the Golden Jade Art was running wildly. His body almost turned into a body of gold and jade, and he raised his palms to welcome him.

"boom……"

The energy roared.

Yang Shizhen, who was in the late stage of Black Iron, left the ground and was thrown away by his sleeves. He hit the wall behind and his body fell softly.

There was no sound when he landed, and only the slight rise and fall of his chest and abdomen proved that he was still alive.

It was only then that Wu Shidao's voice came without any pause.

"So vulnerable!"

There was silence.

All the disciples on Xiaolang Island looked frightened and lowered their heads.

They had heard of Wu Shidao's name for a long time, but they had no specific impression. Today, they really saw how powerful the opponent was.

The pinnacle of black iron!

Under the silver, there is a famous existence.

In their eyes, the Pulse Master with unfathomable strength could not even get away for a single round in the opponent's hands. It was simply terrifying.

"The Black Iron Queen...How many people are there in the mid-term? All come forward."

Wu Shidao frowned and wanted to call out the late Black Iron stage, but when the words came to his lips, he shook his head helplessly and changed the late stage to the mid stage.

The crowd was buzzing, and three people stood out.

"Heiron who are under thirty years old, come out."

After a while.

A person walked out of the crowd.

"Ah……"

Wu Shidao looked up to the sky and seemed a little speechless:

"The surrounding area of ​​Xiaolang Island is thousands of miles away, with a population of millions, and countless ethnic groups. Only a few of them can be seen in so many years?"

"The mission of the thirty-six branches is to discover talents and pass down martial arts. Is this what you do?"

"The Jinhuang lineage may have become a private family of two families!"

"Go back to senior." Someone whispered:

"A few are not on the island."

"Oh!" Wu Shidao raised his eyebrows:

"How many are there?"

"Two...two people."

"..."

"Hey!" In addition to the people from Xiaolang Island, there were also some inner disciples of the Xuantian Alliance in the hall, and here was a black-faced man walking out:

"Senior brother, don't be angry. The small number of people doesn't mean anything. One silver man is better than tens of thousands of black iron men. Maybe there are people with extraordinary talents here."

He twisted his neck and said:

"The inner sect has something to tell me, and I need your help, but I can't do it like a bastard."

"I'm Dugu Zang. I just reached the middle stage of Black Iron a few years ago. I just want to see the skills of Jin Huang's lineage?"

"Who will teach me?"

The three black iron mid-level men looked at each other and communicated secretly for a moment. Then one of them stepped out and cautiously held his hand towards the other.

"Yang Heng, please give me some advice."

"good!"

Duguzang's eyes widened, he suddenly stamped on the ground with one foot, and rushed forward:

"Take the punch!"

The power of his fist was so powerful that it was like a mountain avalanche. Before the punch came, Yang Gang felt his breath stagnant, fearful in his heart, and he subconsciously took a defensive stance.

Wu Shidao, who was sitting in the main seat, frowned.

A group of inner disciples of the Xuantian Alliance smiled happily, even with some disdain.

You can practice martial arts well, but you don't even have the courage. Could it be that the cultivation of the middle stage of black iron was learned from the gentle village?

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Dugu Zang's fist was like a heavy hammer, and he struck down with one punch. The air before the punch seemed to ripple, which also made it more difficult for Yang Gang who was on the defensive.

The indestructible body of the Jinyu Gong, which was being used with all its strength, was trembling slightly.

After just a few breaths, there are signs of failure.

"Is this all you have?"

Duguzang shook his fist and roared:

"In the middle stage of Black Iron, you can't even fight back in front of me. Your parents taught you martial arts, just to make you a coward?"

"Come!"

"Help me!"

"Do your best!"

"boom!"

A heavy punch broke through Yang Heng's defense. The remaining force landed on his chest and abdomen, directly tearing through his clothes and flesh and sending him flying a hundred meters away.

After landing, I don't know whether I will live or die.

"Pooh!"

Duguzang opened his mouth and vomited:

"You're a piece of trash! I can't even stretch my muscles and bones. In the middle stage of Black Iron, I'm afraid I'm a Hina who hasn't seen blood yet, right?"

Everyone in the hall looked livid.