The game turned into a restricted area at the beginning, frightening the current emperor.

"It's the people of the Hehuan Holy Land, why are

they here?" "What a big battle, so many people came

?" "What are they trying to do? Are they also here to compete for the magic medicine that can run?"

Outside the three thousand dragon veins, countless monks saw this scene.

The dense flying boats almost covered the sky, exuding a murderous aura, and many monks were wondering why so many people came to the Hehuan Holy Land, thinking that they were here to compete for the magic medicine.

And at this time.

In a huge flying boat, a middle-aged man wearing a pink robe and a golden crown was looking at the direction of the three thousand dragon veins with a sad expression.

A woman dressed in pothos satin walked forward slowly.

"Sect Master, our people have been sent in, and it will not be long before we can find out the location of the Holy Son's death.

"Well, I want to see who has the audacity to kill my son." The

middle-aged man's expression was hideous.

"The order goes down, except for those disciples of the Great Sect not to move, the rest of the scattered cultivators and suspicious people..."

"Obey the Holy Decree of the Sect Master!"

At this time.

Somewhere in the mountain range of the Three Thousand Dragon Veins, Bai Su and Bing Gongyu found a valley, the valley was shrouded in a layer of mist, and it was difficult to find this place by ordinary passers-by.

After the two entered the valley, they found that this valley had a cave.

There is a small river in the valley, and the banks of the river are full of lush spiritual plants, and the spiritual energy in the valley is extremely rich.

Bai Su glanced around and seemed to be very satisfied.

"Let's rest here for a while!"

Then, Bai Su just stretched out his hand, and one by one things flew out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, a delicate bamboo house appeared on the riverbank.

The puppet boy directly brought the Valkyrie into the bamboo house.

Instead, Bai Su took out a fishing rod and began to fish on the deck chair by the river.

Bing Gong Yu stood aside, still holding the magic medicine in her hand.

"Let go of me!" The

elixir under the rope staggered, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from this rope made from countless elixir rhizomes.

He is a miracle medicine, although he has begun to be like a human, but the rhizome of the miracle medicine is still his nemesis.

Bai Su held the fishing rod in his hand and nodded with a smile.

"When will

that place open?" "How do I know?" The divine medicine was indignant: "I finally escaped from that place, so I won't go back!"

"Really not going back?"

Bai Su asked, "You must know that you have now turned into a human body, although the effect is against the sky, but you have also lost some things, such as lifespan?"

Your lifespan outside may be the same as that of an ordinary monk, but if you stay inside, you will never have to worry about this!"

the magic medicine scoffed at Bai Su's words.

"Is it good to live for a long time? Those elixirs can last forever, but in the end, they are not all fought for by other living beings, even if the immortal elixir can last forever, but in the end, can he decide his fate

?" "As long as you don't go back to that place and be manipulated, even if you live a few less lives outside, what's the point?"

Bai Su shook his head helplessly, this guy still hid something.

"But you're outside, and there's still a risk of being caught!" The

magic medicine was a little disdainful: "If it weren't for you, no one in the outside world would be able to catch me!"

Bai Su smiled: "But what if you meet me?"

"What should I do?

Bai Su laughed.

Then he suddenly asked: "Don't you want to completely break away

from the shackles of the magic medicine?" "With your talent, if you break free from the shackles of the magic medicine, the future emperor will be you!" Bai Su began to follow the temptation.

The magic medicine looked at Bai Su like a fool.

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

Bai Su shook his head and waved his hand at Bing Gong Yu: "Take it over and stew the soup and drink it

!" Bing Gong Yu didn't say a word and was about to walk towards the bamboo house, and the magic medicine immediately struggled: "Wait, wait!"

He shouted at the top of his voice.

"If you can't buy and sell, we can still discuss!" Bai

Su said with a smile: "You take me into that place, and I will help you cut off the shackles of the magic medicine, how about it?"

The magic medicine was silent for a while.

"You can't do it!" Bai

Su just stared at him.

"You know I can do it, don't you?" The

elixir clasped his hands in mid-air as if in deep thought, and after a long time, he said, "I need to think about it, and you can't do anything to me while I'm thinking about it."

Bai Su agreed without care.

"Yes

!" "However, I don't want to wait too long!" The

magic medicine also nodded: "Then it will be a month!"

Bai Su smiled and nodded, and with a flick of the fishing rod, a herring was thrown ashore.

"Hey, there's fish soup to drink tonight. "

And when Bai Su and Bing Gong Yu were cultivating in this valley, a big incident also happened among the three thousand dragon veins.

That is, countless people from the Hehuan Holy Land rushed into the three thousand dragon veins and killed the scattered cultivators who came here.

Except for those disciples of the Great Sect, almost all the scattered cultivators and monks of unknown origin were attacked by the Hehuan Holy Land, and all of a sudden, the entire three thousand dragon veins became bloody.

"Ah, you are so ruthless, aren't you afraid of being condemned by all the Daoists!" A

group of scattered cultivators was besieged by the disciples of the Hehuan Holy Land, and none of the people from the Hehuan Holy Land answered him for the words of the scattered cultivators, and then the group was directly killed.

"They are too weak, they can't be the opponents

of the Holy Son!" "The only ones who can kill the Holy Son are those Tianjiao, or they are the characters of the old generation."

One of the leading Holy Land elders spoke, and then he glanced at the group of corpses on the ground.

"Let's go, it's time to talk to those Tianjiao. "

......

The winner's Tianjiao frowned and looked at the people from the Hehuan Holy Land who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he frowned.

"Is there something?" An

elder from the Hehuan Holy Land looked at him and asked with a serious expression, "I wonder if Gongzi Ying has ever seen any traces of my Holy Son?"

"I've seen it, but I haven't done it before!" The

elder nodded: "I believe in Ying Gongzi's words, but does Ying Gongzi know the whereabouts of the Yin family's female martial god?"

Ying Gongzi just shook his head: "I've fought with him, I don't know his sect

!" "Thank you Ying Gongzi!"

The elder bowed his hand to the winner Tianjiao, and then a group of people immediately disappeared.

And except for the winner Tianjiao, almost all Tianjiao were found by the people of Hehuan Holy Land and asked about some information.

Until this time.

That's when a piece of news came.

The Holy Son of Hehuan died!

died in the three thousand dragon veins, and there were no bones left.

The monks who were still in the three thousand dragon veins also looked at each other.

Who was so bold

? Except for those Tianjiao, someone dared to kill a Holy Son of the

Holy Land? This news quickly spread among the monks in the Three Thousand Dragon Veins, and it was finally clear why the Hehuan Holy Land wanted to kill the Sanxiu, because it was very likely that the one who killed the Holy Son was one of the Sanxiu.

And in order to survive, all the scattered cultivators in the three thousand dragon veins united and began to put pressure on the Hehuan Holy Land, and some people began to send messages to the forces and families behind them.

Thereupon.

A large number of people appeared in the three thousand dragon veins.

It's not good to take another shot at the Hehuan Holy Land, otherwise it will attract public anger.

The Sect Master of the Hehuan Holy Land seemed to understand something, and he said, "The one who killed the Holy Son may be a person who is very hidden, and he is somewhere in this dragon vein. He

remembered that the emperor talisman, even if he wanted to kill him, he couldn't do it.

Therefore, there must be a hidden and extremely deep existence that killed his own son in one fell swoop.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find you!"

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