Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The stench of rotting fish and shrimp in the sea floats above the rolling mountains.

The mud that remains after being submerged by sea water can be vaguely seen in the cracks between the rocks on the mountain that should be dry.

From time to time there are vultures circling and falling in the sky.

A group of monks with talismans attached to their bodies and covered in dust were jumping and running quickly among the mountains.

"Why don't you fly over?"

Wang Yian followed at the end of the team, but in front of him was an old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard.

Wang Yian couldn't help but wonder as he watched the monks slip through the gaps on the top of the mountain.

"Fly over there? You're looking for death!"

Before the pockmarked old man with a long beard could respond, a gloomy and thin man walking in front couldn't help but whisper.

Wang Yian couldn't help but his face turned cold.

Although he is only a Foundation Establishment Perfection monk, no one in the sect treats him like this.

However, this anger was suppressed by him only for a moment.

He is not that stupid. It is the most unwise behavior to be alone at this time and to randomly conflict with others.

After all, he joined the team midway, and if a conflict breaks out, other people in the team will definitely stand by this person's side.

The pockmarked old man with a long beard who was closer to him also quickly whispered:

"We are going to the battlefield where Wanxiang Sect, Changsheng Sect and Sanzhou monks are fighting. We are flying in the sky at this time, are we afraid that others can't see us?"

Wang Yian frowned slightly:

"I'm not going to the battlefield, I'm going to Fengyu Mountain."

"It's all the same. If you want to go to Fengyu Mountain, you must pass through this area."

"This area is very close to the territory of Sanzhou Thief Cultivator. They sometimes come here to patrol."

The pockmarked old man with a long beard shook his head and said:

"Pay attention to the 'Concealment Talisman'. Once the spiritual energy on it is about to run out, quickly put another one on it. Don't be reluctant to part with it."

Wang Yian nodded, then quickly slowed down and landed in front of a gap in a mountain stream. Looking at a highly rotten corpse hanging on a stone in the mountain stream, exuding a strong odor, his stomach couldn't help but churn.

This was the first time he had seen such a violent scene.

I had always heard about it from storytellers in teahouses, but now that I saw it with my own eyes, I felt a kind of weakness all over my body.

Holding back his nausea, he crawled through the rocks on the other side.

Then he caught up with the pockmarked old man who had deliberately slowed down a bit.

The team he followed was a very common treasure hunting team in Dajin.

It was some small sects or casual cultivators from the Jin Dynasty who united to go to the battlefield of Xihai Kingdom to hunt the lone Sanzhou cultivators.

Since the monks from the three continents had fled, they were all very fat. Therefore, there were many casual monks who picked up a loophole, became rich overnight, and reached the peak of the monks.

And such examples continue to attract more casual cultivators to come. It is said that many casual cultivators from Sen and Li countries outside the Jin Dynasty came over after smelling the smell.

The same is true for Wang Yian's team.

But compared to those treasure-hunting teams formed by mid- to late-stage Jindan or even Nascent Soul monks, the team he was a part of was far inferior in terms of number of people and level of cultivation.

The leader is only in the middle stage of Golden Core.

In the view of Wang Yian, who was used to seeing Yuanying monks in the sect, he was really lackluster.

Of course, it was precisely because of this that he was able to successfully join this team with his perfect foundation-building cultivation.

However, he was also a little curious about the destination of this team, and sent a message to the pockmarked old man in front:

"Fellow Daoist Mao, I heard that the battlefield in Xihai Kingdom is very dangerous. Wouldn't it be a bit..."

Although the foundation-building monks were not at the bottom, in such a scene, they were no different than cannon fodder.

The pockmarked old man carefully looked at the talisman on his chest and replied via voice:

"Do you really think we are going to catch those lone Sanzhou thieves cultivators?"

"Is not it?"

Wang Yian was a little confused.

The pockmarked old man with a long beard shook his head:

"Of course not. The monks from Sanzhou who can enter the battlefield must start with golden elixirs. If they really start to work, our team, except for Duan Zhenren and a few golden elixirs, will probably have to get rid of them. Half a life!”

"Hey, so we are just standing guard on the periphery, waiting for the True Lords of Shangzong and even the ancestors to take action to sweep away the monks from the Three Continents. Those things they look down upon are our targets."

"Scavenging scraps?"

This thought immediately came to Wang Yian's mind.

The old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard also laughed at himself:

"We casual cultivators can only eat some of this, but don't tell me, if you are lucky and you really bump into a big fat sheep, then you can just have fun!"

When Wang Yian heard this, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Although I'm looking for the master, if I can get something, I can also make the master look at me favorably... Well, the first thing is to ensure safety."

Wang Yi'an touched the spirit beast bag hidden in his sleeves and felt a little relieved.

"Dad is in retreat, and mother usually doesn't go to the secret realm. She probably didn't notice that I had left with Uncle Dafu."

Wang Yian couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

But he quickly restrained himself.

Being in a foreign land, although he was very excited at the moment, he still subconsciously dispersed his consciousness to the surroundings, paying close attention to the surroundings.

This seems to be an instinct that comes from deep within the blood.

Soon, the mountains gradually became sparse, replaced by a dense jungle of big leaves.

The leader of the team carefully spread out his spiritual consciousness, sensed it, and after confirming that there was no monk ambushing him, he plunged in.

The monks behind him soon followed.

Wang Yian glanced at the jungle.

His consciousness spread out and he scanned it carefully, but he didn't detect any movement.

Only then did he catch up with the old man.

But just when he and the old man were about to fly into the jungle, a flash of lightning seemed to suddenly flash in his mind!

"wrong!"

"It shouldn't be so quiet here!"

Almost instantly, he immediately retreated and shouted in a low voice:

"There's an ambush ahead!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"You know nothing!"

At the same time, there were several foundation-building monks outside. They were startled when they suddenly heard Wang Yian's loud shout, but they quickly reacted and cursed. However, they still looked around and found that nothing had changed. .

They all cursed and got into the jungle.

The pock-marked old man with a long beard looked hesitantly and looked at Wang Yian:

"What basis do you have?"

Wang Yian quickly pointed to the jungle and said:

"Have you not noticed that there is no sound of birdsong in such a big forest?"

"There are also birds in the sky that have been circling above and never landed."

Hearing Wang Yi'an's reasons, the pock-marked old man with a long beard was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing at himself:

"I actually believed you just now."

After that, he also went into the jungle.

Wang Yian was extremely shocked:

"Doesn't this mean there are enemies here?"

The pock-marked old man with a long beard hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"Even you can notice something. Duan Zhenren has been in business for many years, how could you not notice it?"

"Don't be too smart. It's just a small thing to annoy others. If you miss the real deal, you might even be in danger of your life!"

With that said, he quickly disappeared from Wang Yian's sight.

Wang Yian's face couldn't help but startled:

"Am I really smart?"

There was quite a sense of frustration in my heart.

Since he was a child in the sect, he has been praised by his parents and uncles and aunts in the sect for his bright mind.

Even among the playmates who grew up together, they often take the lead.

Although he was not bragging, he was indeed proud of it.

However, I didn't expect that for the first time I left the sect and went out for training, I heard the comment of "being smart" from a casual cultivator, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

But he quickly suppressed this emotion.

He knew that now was not the time to feel sorry for himself, so he quickly calmed down and followed him into the jungle.

Not long after, he saw the back of the old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard.

But he was not happy yet.

At the end of the jungle, Duan Zhenren's angry voice suddenly came from:

"There's an ambush outside!"

Wang Yi'an was shocked!

In his hand, he subconsciously grasped a third-level high-grade magic sword, and at the same time, the other hand hidden in his sleeve tightly grasped the spirit beast bag.

Looking ahead nervously.

Although his eyesight was extraordinary, his line of sight was blocked in the jungle, and all he could see was the monks desperately retreating.

The first one to withdraw was the old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard.

He was leaning back, but when he heard any noise, he ran away.

When he saw Wang Yian, he was about to say hello.

However, when he saw the magic sword in Wang Yi'an's hand, he couldn't help but be stunned. He quickly covered it up and said anxiously:

"Let's go! Why are you still hanging around!"

With a whoosh, he passed Wang Yian.

Wang Yian didn't know what was happening in front of him, he only heard bursts of roaring.

Hearing the words of the old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard, he did not dare to neglect. He quickly summoned a third-level flying magic weapon and followed the old man to fly away.

In just a few blinks, the old man was already far away.

"Wait for me!"

The old man looked shocked when he saw the third-level flying magic weapon at Wang Yian's feet, and then shouted loudly.

Wang Yian glanced behind him with his consciousness, only to notice that several golden elixir monks with strange auras were fighting with Duan Zhenren not far away. At the same time, several golden elixir monks with strange auras and stiff movements were flying over after everyone!

Gritting his teeth, he suddenly turned the flying magic weapon under his feet and accelerated towards the old man.

"Come up!"

The old man didn't dare to delay and jumped up immediately.

Wang Yian directly activated the flying magic weapon and flew far away quickly.

However, within two breaths, both Wang Yian and the old man couldn't help but darken their faces.

In all directions, a late-stage Jindan cultivator dressed in black robes and with an almost identical aura appeared unexpectedly!

When Wang Yian glanced at the faces of these Jindan monks, he was instantly stunned.

These monks actually look exactly the same!

"It's a puppet!"

"There are Dao Shengzhou monks nearby!"

Wang Yi'an jumped out of this guess almost instantly.

He came to Xihai Country not impulsively, but he had done enough homework for a long time.

But my heart also became heavy for a moment.

Monk Daoshengzhou is not scary alone. It is said that he is almost the same as Monk Tubizhou.

But the trouble is, once the Dao Shengzhou monk is fully prepared, unless his strength far exceeds that of the opponent, or he is lucky enough to find the hiding place of the Dao Shengzhou monk, there is almost no other possibility, and he will inevitably be approached by the other party. Surrounded by endless puppets.

But at this moment, his consciousness moved slightly, and he immediately noticed that Duan Zhenren in the team was also forced back by the puppet Jindan monk who appeared before.

The entire team has already fallen into the siege of Daoshengzhou monks!

The pockmarked old man with a long beard beside him saw this scene and realized the danger, and his face turned pale in spite of himself.

"It's a puppet monk! How come his luck is so bad!"

"My life is at an end today!"

Wang Yian stared slightly, holding the spirit beast bag tightly in his hand.

"Uncle Dafu is the fourth level... it should be possible, right?"

"It's better to wait until they get closer."

He only knew that Dafu was very powerful and that he was a fourth-level spiritual beast, but he didn't know exactly how powerful it was.

The golden elixir puppet monks quickly gathered around, and the treasure hunting team also quickly moved closer.

Wang Yian's consciousness stared at the golden elixir puppets around him.

The mana in his hand was slightly hesitant.

In his heart he was thinking silently:

"three two……"

at this time.

Wang Yian suddenly noticed a shadow in the sky covering everyone.

His eyes subconsciously looked upward.

I saw a huge white dragon hovering in the sky.

On the back of the white dragon's shining scales, stands a female cultivator in white with a frosty face.

"That princess of the Qin family?!"

Wang Yi'an was shocked, but he hadn't reacted yet.

The golden elixir puppets around him suddenly froze abnormally, and then quickly dispersed around him in his surprised eyes!

The speed is so fast, it feels like... running away!

"Is this...an illusion?"

Wang Yian could hardly believe his eyes.

The monks in the surrounding treasure hunting team were also extremely surprised.

And the next moment.

In their shocked eyes.

I didn't see any movement from the female cultivator in white. The black-robed golden elixir puppets around me seemed to have lost control and fell downwards one after another!

"Amazing!"

"The power of the princess is so terrifying!"

All the casual cultivators exclaimed.

Wang Yian couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Unlike other casual cultivators, as a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect, although his realm is not high, he is surrounded by Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators like Ma Shengxu, and even his master Xumi or another master Yao Invincible, they are all monks who transform themselves into gods.

I still have eyesight.

Just now the golden elixir puppet fell, and he knew that it must be Princess Qin who took action.

But the other party obviously took action, but he couldn't see any signs.

This was completely beyond his imagination.

"Didn't you say that our Wanxiang Sect is far superior to the Qin family? But why do you feel that Princess Qin's methods are even more powerful than those of our Wanxiang Sect?"

Wang Yian couldn't help but be confused.

After all, he is just a foundation-building monk. Although his knowledge is not low, he still has limitations.

And just then.

The cold-faced female cultivator in white clothes on Bailong's back suddenly raised her hand.

Immediately, a large gray net was thrown straight from her hand.

The moment the big gray net was about to land, a figure flew out of the jungle below, and then quickly flew away!

"It's from Daoshengzhou!"

Duan Zhenren shouted quickly.

call out!

A piercing sword light suddenly flew out from the female cultivator's sleeve.

next moment.

Wang Yian saw that the figure of the Dao Shengzhou monk who was escaping at great speed suddenly stagnated.

Then the sword light jumped out from his body.

The flesh and blood on the Dao Shengzhou monk's body suddenly fell into pieces from mid-air.

What's horrifying is that even so, this Shengzhou monk seems to be still conscious, screaming in pain!

"hiss!"

Everyone present couldn't help but shudder!

Wang Yian couldn't help but feel chills all over.

"This princess is so ruthless!"

Wang Yi'an thought secretly.

Killing can only be done with a nod of the head. There is a grudge between the two parties, so just kill. However, the princess's method was to execute him late.

"It seems that what Fellow Daoist Mao said may be true. This fairy-like female cultivator may be really hurt by love, and even her temperament has become vicious."

Thinking of this, Wang Yian couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for Princess Qin.

The female cultivator in white just glanced at the Shengzhou cultivator indifferently, and then without any intention of talking to anyone, she drove the white dragon and flew straight away.

There was no conversation at all during the whole process.

This made some of the casual cultivators below slightly disappointed.

"It seems that he just happened to be here at the right time, and he didn't come here specifically to save us."

Some people couldn't help but sigh.

These words immediately attracted ridicule from the people around him.

"What a beautiful idea you have! How can such a heavenly being like you care about a shabby cultivator like you?"

"It would be great if I could save you by the way!"

"The one who can be worthy of Princess Qin must at least be a peerless genius!"

"That's right, this Princess Qin really deserves her reputation, but she's a bit cruel and scary. I don't know what the person who dumped her so cruelly was thinking!"

These words attracted deep recognition from everyone.

Wang Yian couldn't help but nod.

Although he is now insensitive to women.

But when he thought about Princess Qin, who was such an amazing person, the person who dumped her so cruelly was really short-sighted and stupid.

However, there was a well-informed monk who could not help but whisper:

"I heard that the monk who dumped Princess Qin also had a Taoist companion, but it seems that in the end he chose his original wife."

"Ordinarily, choosing the first wife is considered a good person, but if it were me, I would rather suffer the infamy than be with this person."

someone commented.

Wang Yian also thought the same way:

"First wife? If I were this person, I should divorce her."

"I heard that Princess Qin was pregnant at the time and came to her door to force her to get married. However, she still didn't agree. I don't know what to think."

Another person couldn't help but reveal some top-secret information.

Wang Yi'an couldn't help but feel even more unworthy of Princess Qin:

"This Princess Qin has saved me once. If I have the ability in the future and know who this person is, I will teach this heartless person a lesson for her."

I thought.

Duan Zhenren greeted:

"Everyone, let's go. Let's chat later. Let's get off this road quickly to avoid being bumped into by the thieves from Sanzhou!"

Duan Zhenren's words made everyone feel shocked, and they all followed suit.

When counting the number of people, it was discovered that two people were missing.

But no one cares whether the two missing people live or die.

Only Wang Yian couldn't help but scan his surroundings with his consciousness.

But in the jungle, I saw the corpses of two monks who had been stripped naked.

"Hurry up and put away your magic weapon!"

The pock-marked old man with a long beard said in a solemn voice.

Wang Yi'an's heart trembled, and he noticed the glances cast intentionally or unintentionally by some of the monks around him. He felt a faint sense of uncomfortable prying eyes, and quickly put away the two third-level magic weapons.

"I really don't know what your master is thinking. He doesn't understand anything, yet he dares to let you come out to see the world."

The pockmarked old man with a long beard flew past him and muttered in a low voice.

Wang Yi'an moved slightly and quickly followed.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but point out:

"You, a foundation-building monk, are holding two third-level magic weapons, and the quality seems to be quite extraordinary. Isn't this just like a kid walking around with gold in hand?"

"If our treasure hunting team doesn't gain much, we might as well hunt something else!"

Wang Yian suddenly realized.

He has never noticed this, because in the sect, although there are not many third-level magic weapons, they are not rare either.

Moreover, neither his parents nor his master had ever told him the value of the magic weapon.

Therefore, he never expected that something that was very common in his eyes seemed to be quite rare in the eyes of these casual cultivators.

Thinking of this, he nodded gratefully to the old man and said through a message:

"Thank you Daoist Mao!"

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but recall his father's usual behavior. After thinking for a moment, he took out a third-level spiritual chicken essence from the storage artifact and stuffed it into the hands of the pockmarked old man with a long beard.

The pock-marked old man with a long beard didn't know what it was, but seeing that the white porcelain vase looked ordinary, he knew it wasn't a good thing, so he kept rejecting it.

"Open it and take a look."

Wang Yian whispered.

The old man was dubious, and casually opened the stopper while flying.

Immediately, a fragrant spiritual energy rushed up to his nose!

The old man's face changed slightly:

"What kind of baby is this?!"

He quickly capped the stopper. Wang Yian didn't even see the other party's movements clearly, and the white porcelain bottle was already put into the storage artifact.

The old man's expression changed, and then he gave out a friendly smile:

"Wang Xiao, Wang Daoyou, you are my friend, Lao Mao!"

Feeling the change in the old man's attitude, Wang Yian couldn't help but smile.

"Dad's trick is quite effective!"

The two immediately increased their speed and followed the team to fly in the southwest direction.

Faintly, I could already smell the salty smell of sea water.

…

Fengyu Mountain.

"I didn't expect that my nephew would come here in person after he was promoted to the chief director of the Geophysical Hall."

Wearing a Yunxiu water shirt and a gentle temperament, Shen Ying, the guard of the southern part of the West Sea Kingdom, looked at the young monk in front of him with a smile.

When the young monk heard this, he couldn't help but look ashamed:

"Uncle Master said, I am really ashamed. This time I came here for my useless heir."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Shen Ying was a little surprised.

He has guarded Xihai Kingdom for many years, but he has never seen the other party's heir.

The young monk was naturally Wang Ba, and he did not dare to hide it when he heard this:

"My heir is practicing with Elder Xumi of Heart Sword Peak, Senior Brother Zhao Feng, but he is just building his foundation. A few days ago, I heard that Senior Brother Zhao killed thieves cultivators from three continents with his sword, and broke through before the battle. He was so excited that he secretly hid it from me. Wait, take advantage of the Qin family to come to Xihai Kingdom... I have no choice but to come here after reporting to both the Diwu Palace and the Rende Palace."

Shen Ying was stunned, then nodded and said:

"This is indeed the case. Nowadays, the Xihai Kingdom is in danger. It is extremely difficult to survive under the golden elixir... But although the Xihai Kingdom is not big, the situation is in chaos. How will my nephew plan to find it?"

However, Wang Hao heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words and quickly saluted: "Please teach me, uncle."

"Oh, absolutely not."

Shen Ying stopped him quickly and said with a smile: "You are the chief director of the Diwu Palace. According to the status of the sect, you are above the guard."

Wang Yan shook his head and said:

"There is only Wang Yan here, where is the chief director?"

Shen Ying couldn't help but laugh twice, and then said seriously:

"Since he came from Qin's teleportation array, the area he is in has been reduced a lot. With the foot power of the foundation-building monks, he can only reach that area."

"And he came here for Zhao Feng. Now Zhao Feng is in Juhai City. I think he should be heading north."

"North?"

Wang Hao frowned and thought.

"Yes, why not do this? Elder Xumi is preparing to launch a campaign against the three continental forces near the Yaehai Sea in the past two days. I will also go out for inspection. Then I will ask everyone to pay attention to it for you. You can go to the north to resist the sea first. Check around the city."

Shen Ying suggested.

When Wang Ba heard this, he couldn't help but express his gratitude: "Thank you so much, uncle!"

After that, he took out Wang Yian's portrait and handed it to the other party.

"Sure enough, he is quite similar to my nephew."

Shen Ying took a serious look and felt a little emotional.

Then he comforted him:

"Nephew, don't worry too much. This child doesn't appear to have died young at first glance... We will also ask everyone to pay more attention to it."

"Thank you, Uncle Master."

Wang Hao said, took out a storage magic weapon from his sleeve and gave it to Shen Ying.

"What is this? Take it back quickly!"

Shen Ying quickly refused.

"Now that the war is about to begin, how can I bear it when all my fellow disciples still have to worry about my useless heir? Master, please don't let me feel bad... When the war begins, I will also go there and do my part."

Wang Yan said seriously.

"That's it...that's all. Then I'll thank you on behalf of my colleagues on Fengyu Mountain."

Shen Ying hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted it.

When Wang Ba saw this, he felt relieved a little and then said goodbye and left.

Flying towards Juhai City in the north.

Shen Ying watched Wang Ba leave, and then whispered instructions to the monks around him.

…

"How long do we have to wait?"

Wang Yian, who was huddled three feet underground, looked at the pock-faced and long-bearded old man lying aside and did not dare to make a sound, and couldn't help but send a message.

The pock-marked old man with a long beard wrinkled his face:

"Stop transmitting! Don't talk!"

When Wang Yian heard this, although he felt uncomfortable, he had no choice but to restrain his aura.

Another full day passed.

Only then did he suddenly feel the vibration coming from the surrounding soil.

"No need to hide anymore?"

Wang Yi'an felt moved.

really.

The pock-marked old man with a long beard then greeted in a low voice:

"Okay, it seems that all the thieves in Sanzhou have left."

"We can go out."

As he said this, he did not move and waited patiently for a while.

Seeing some doubts in Wang Yi'an's eyes, the old man looked at the white porcelain bottle he gave him and said:

"It's not a bad thing to be cautious. This habit has saved me many times."

Wang Yi'an was thoughtful after hearing this.

After a while, the shaking of the surrounding soil became more obvious.

Hearing Master Duan's greeting again, the two of them broke through the soil above and jumped out.

Then I saw that the monks of the treasure hunting team had begun to quickly arrange various concealment formations.

I heard someone complain:

"These thieves from Three Continents are really cautious. They patrolled here for a whole day before leaving."

Then someone said helplessly:

"There is nothing we can do. After all, this area is already the territory of the Three Continents Thieves."

Wang Yian's expression changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the old man:

"Aren't we going towards Fengyu Mountain?"

Before the old man could speak, a monk next to him laughed and said:

"That's right. Go straight south for a thousand and eight hundred miles from here and you'll find Fengyu Mountain. You can go there by yourself, as long as you're not afraid of those Sanzhou thieves cultivators along the way."

Wang Yian frowned and looked at the old man:

"Fellow Daoist Mao, what's going on?"

The old man said helplessly:

"He is right. This place is very close to the south coast. Going straight to the south is the location of Fengyu Mountain. The reason why we are here now is to wait for the two great sects and Sanzhou thieves on Fengyu Mountain. In the battle, we will occupy the favorable location in advance and seize the opportunity to seize the spoils of war."

"If you want to go to Fengyu Mountain, you can only have the chance at that time, and the battle between the two great sects must go smoothly... If you fail, you can escape with us!"

Wang Yi'an was startled for a moment, and then immediately realized the real plan of this group of people.

"They're gambling!"

"They have hid within the sphere of influence of Sanzhou in advance. Once a battle does break out and the Jin side goes well, they will be able to compete for the spoils in time!"

"Aren't they afraid of being beaten to death by our Wanxiang Sect and Changsheng Sect people?"

Wang Yi'an couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

These people are so crazy!

It was completely different from the humble and cautious image he had had since coming into contact with these people.

"Is this a casual cultivator?"

"Because of the lack of resources, I will do everything possible to strengthen myself, even if it means risking my own life!"

At this moment, Wang Yian suddenly understood something.

Something he had absolutely no access to within the sect.

Recalling many of the thoughts I had when I was in the sect not long ago, now it seems that they are extremely childish.

"A fat sheep is coming!"

At this moment, Duan Zhenren, who had been monitoring the surroundings, suddenly spoke excitedly.

The casual cultivators of the treasure hunting team who were originally a little lazy suddenly became excited and gathered around Duan Zhenren.

Duan Zhenren sniffed his nose gently:

"The stench on this person's body is extremely bad, he should be from Tu Bizhou! In the middle stage of Golden Core, this is a big fat sheep!"

When they heard that it was a monk from Tu Bizhou, everyone showed surprise.

Wang Yian couldn't help but be a little surprised, and quickly asked the pockmarked old man with a long beard next to him:

"Why is Brother Tu Bizhou a fat sheep?"

The old man explained quickly:

"The monks in Tu Bizhou are average in strength and at the same level. Most of their fighting skills are not as good as those of us casual cultivators. However, these Tu Bizhou monks carry a lot of good things with them. If you kill one of them, it will be enough for a group of us to eat." Year!"

"So exaggerated?"

Wang Yian was a little surprised.

"Get ready! Don't be exposed!"

Duan Zhenren shouted lowly.

Although Wang Yian didn't understand the situation, he followed the old man's example and took out a second-level magic weapon.

And just then.

In mid-air, a brown-skinned man with strong muscles wearing animal skins passed through quickly.

"Go!"

Duan Zhenren shouted lowly!

The multi-colored jade locust stone that had been preparing for a long time in his hand struck at the figure with lightning speed.

Everyone below also hurriedly tried their best.

For a moment, spells, magic swords, magic pestles, talismans... all kinds of brilliance were reflected on the brown-skinned man.

But at this moment.

The brown-skinned man's body suddenly erupted with a strange black pattern!

The pattern was like ink, and an ink-colored eight-eyed buffalo burst out of his body, blocking all attacks with a 'bang bang bang'!

"No! This blood beast is wrong!"

Duan Zhenren was worthy of being a middle-stage Jindan monk. He immediately noticed the problem and his expression suddenly changed.

Immediately without thinking, he gave up the attack and ran away at high speed into the distance.

This turn of events immediately shocked everyone!

"escape!"

The old man exclaimed and reacted immediately, dragging Wang Yian and fleeing.

At this time, the brown-skinned man who was surrounded by everyone finally reacted, with anger rising on his face!

"Feng Linzhou's bastard!"

A terrifying aura suddenly rose from the brown-skinned man.

"It's not the middle stage of Jindan, it's the early stage of Yuanying!"

Someone in the treasure hunting team finally noticed the problem and exclaimed.

Everyone was so frightened that they fled in all directions!

"Where to escape!"

The brown-skinned man shouted loudly.

The eight-eyed ink water Newton next to him raised his horns:

"Moo!"

His eyes suddenly opened wide!

An invisible sound wave swept towards the surroundings.

The speed of everyone is by no means slow, but they all fall to the ground in response!

"escape!"

The old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard screamed in alarm!

Seeing a member of the treasure hunting team falling behind him, his eyes rolled and he fell.

Wang Yian finally stopped holding back, gritted his teeth and held down the spirit beast bag in his sleeve.

next moment.

Moo——

Invisible sound waves instantly hit a huge armored fortress.

But it was like a strong wind hitting the wall, and it instantly became silent.

Didn't make any waves!

"This...is this?"

The old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard standing behind him looked up in disbelief at the huge lizard that looked like a hill in front of him.

The thick scales formed by its horny body are like an indestructible fortress, giving people an unimaginable sense of security!

And on this hill.

The familiar young monk who looked a bit innocent and honest, even stupid, was standing above him at the moment, looking sharply at the brown-skinned man.

So strange, so incredible...

"Uncle Dafu, it's up to you!"

Wang Yi'an whispered.

"hiss--"

Dafu's hazel-colored vertical pupils casually swept across the eight-eyed ink-colored buffalo in front of him.

The neighing sound was filled with a touch of disdain and pride.

Such an attitude immediately angered the brown-skinned man and the eight-eyed black buffalo.

"kill!"

The brown-skinned man shouted angrily.

Eight eyes of black water move four hooves in Newton time!

And he also flew through the air, condensing a long whip that seemed to be made of thorns in his hand, and swung it straight towards Wang Yi'an!

The fierce wind that the long whip broke through made Wang Yian couldn't help but tremble all over!

At this time, a blue tongue suddenly poked out and rolled it straight into the huge mouth.

"Uncle Dafu, and him..."

The blue tongue curled up, and the old man with a pockmarked face and a long beard was also rolled in.

At this time, the eight-eyed ink-colored buffalo had already hit!

A hint of indifference flashed across Dafu's vertical pupils.

The horn above his head instantly glowed with a gray light.

Then the gray light broke away directly and threw it towards the eight-eyed black buffalo!

"Holy Cow's unparalleled defense! You're looking for death!"

The brown-skinned man smiled angrily and swung the long whip in his hand towards Dafu.

But only for a moment.

The gray light passed through the eight-eyed ink-colored buffalo easily.

The upper half of the eight-eyed buffalo's body continued to charge towards Dafu.

But a hint of horror flashed through the brown-skinned man's eyes.

He wants to escape!

However, it is already too late!

The long whip fell on Dafu's body, but it didn't leave any trace.

Dafu, however, took the opportunity to open his mouth, and with a 'sssh' sound from his blue tongue, he spurted out.

He instantly entangled the brown-skinned man.

Then the mountain-like body crashed into the brown-skinned man at high speed!

The big man quickly tried to use his magic power to escape.

However, at the moment of activation, he was shocked to find that his magic power was quickly being eliminated...

"Yuan, Yuan Ci?!"

There was a hint of panic in the big man's eyes!

The next second.

His vision was covered by the huge darkness...

In the sky, a group of dark clouds suddenly gathered and rained blood!

"That me!"

An angry shout suddenly came from the direction of the deep sea.

And along with this angry shout, something seemed to be triggered.

In the direction of the deep sea, a huge shadow suddenly accelerated and headed towards the land.

At the same time, figures of Sanzhou monks were flying towards Dafu's position at high speed.

"Kill it!"

"That ferocious beast did it!"

Dafu's hazel-brown vertical pupils quickly scanned the surroundings.

When he saw the Sanzhou monk flying from a distance, a hint of solemnity flashed through his originally indifferent eyes!

After hesitating for a moment, it seemed to have made a decision.

The mouth quickly opened, and the blue tongue quickly flicked out Wang Yian and the pockmarked old man with a long beard.

"Uncle Dafu, you are so awesome...Uncle Dafu?"

Wang Yian looked at Dafu in surprise.

Dafu shook his huge head slightly and made a short and rapid voice:

"Walk!"

Wang Yian was stunned.

However, Dafu exerted a little force on his limbs and immediately flew up in front of him, rushing towards the distance.

It didn't fly very fast, and even Wang Yian felt that it wasn't much faster than himself.

However, when he saw the monks from three continents swarming from the horizon, Wang Yian's expression suddenly changed.

He immediately understood Dafu's choice.

"Uncle Dafu! Come back quickly!"

Wang Yian shouted anxiously!

However, the pock-marked old man with a long beard had already reacted, grabbed Wang Hao, and said sadly:

"Don't let its sacrifice go to waste!"

"Walk!"

He dragged Wang Yian, who was in distress, and quickly flew in the direction he came from!

…

Fengyu Mountain.

Shen Ying stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.

His eyes, which could see through thousands of miles, suddenly saw a rising dark cloud on the horizon and the subsequent rain of blood.

He couldn't help but frown slightly and said angrily:

"Who disobeyed the order and took action?"

The monks around looked at each other in astonishment and couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Guardian, what should we do now?"

Hearing this, Shen Ying frowned and said:

"The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string. Since the three continents have been alarmed, let's just attack!"

"I think Elder Xumi has already made a decision!"

The words have not yet finished.

At the edge of the horizon, there was a bright sword energy that suddenly rose up and then slashed straight towards the deep sea!

In the deep sea, a fierce voice suddenly sounded:

"Xumi, come and fight this clan leader!" (End of this chapter)