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Desolate valleys, but not long-term vegetation.

There was a gloomy and weird atmosphere everywhere.

The rocky valley is full of rugs, almost completely infested by weeds. The peeling stones were exposed, and there was no sign of human smoke.

Several people have been walking for a few days, still showing this sign.

Since entering this valley, the number of days a few people have walked has already been.

The length of this valley is estimated to have passed 1,500 miles!

The valley was crooked, and at a glance, the range of at most ten miles was winding.

After walking for a few days, I met the monks on the road, and the number of people gradually increased.

There are no monks, but they rushed from behind the old Qian.

Fly low on the ground.

Seeing the old money, they couldn't walk on the ground without shrunk. Be calm. Not in a hurry. It seemed that there was no intention to seize the treasure.

When they flew past the old money. No need to look at them in surprise.

Encountered a monk dressed in Guangmingshan costume. It is also increasing.

but. These monks dressed in Guangmingshan costumes. They did not listen to ask the old money to identify them. take inspection. Instead, he hurriedly flew towards the front.

Vidona after the old money and the eternal conformers beheaded Chang Sanduo after a terrifying melee. The corpse was full of miserable scenes. It gave her a lot of stimulation.

"Others laugh at me too crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through.

"

Zhu Yi carried his back with his hands, and stepped out with one step, and it was more than ten meters, which was a little bit like a fairy.

Consciously, compared to flying with a dodge light, it shows more of your own chic demeanor. I can't help shaking my head and chanting Tang Bohu's poems.

It seems that there is such a demeanor.

"Don't pretend! With so many people rushing to the front, there must be something abnormal in front of us, and we are also evasive."

The turtle yelled, his eyes flashing.

Take the lead in setting up the escape light and flying towards the front.

"Hehe, it seems that Lao Jia still doesn't give up."

Old Qian shook his head and could completely release the phantom owl, so he went to investigate one or two first.

The soft-shelled turtle looked so anxious, and said chicly.

In fact, he has never given up on Ao Li's treasure.

Several people drove the light, and followed the turtle twists and turns, after nearly an hour of flight.

Brighten up!

The gloomy valley finally disappeared.

In front of me was a huge basin, and within the huge basin, it was a hundred miles wide.

And in the very center of the basin, a mountain bag overgrown with bushes.

Not high, only a few hundred meters high, but dozens of miles in diameter.

There are countless valley mouths surrounding this basin and mountain pack.

The hundreds of Taniguchi they saw Lao Qian, all their feelings gathered in this basin.

This basin is the ultimate destination of hundreds of valleys.

Around the mountain bag, there are already densely packed monks.

See that there are as many as 10,000 people.

Moreover, there were also monks flying from various Taniguchi one after another.

Join the ranks of monks gathered in the basin.

"That---isn't that Ao Li?"

The soft-shelled turtle pointed his finger at the very center of the vast mountain bag. In this basin, the light was already very good.

After more than a dozen miles away, one can still clearly see a humanoid creature a few meters high on the top of the mountain bag, lying on a rock leisurely.

The humanoid creature stretched its wings leisurely, enjoying the sunshine.

On the chest, a big hand of four or five meters long stretched out, and the big hand was holding a strange thing surrounded by golden clouds.

On the four sides of the hill, the monks had long been encircled.

However, these monks, even though they looked at Ao Li, they didn't dare to rush forward.

The old people followed the turtle's arm and looked over, and unexpectedly found many familiar faces among the monks on the hillside.

The lord of Falimbo, Count Paulus, brought a group of people.

It was Cummings and Dimit who looked at each other with Earl Ballus’s needle-point to Maimang. They had reached two cultivation bases. The monks who were not under Cummings, each dressed in red, were as white as snow. , Her face was tender and ruddy, like a baby, holding a long red knife, a cloud of red light, constantly flowing on the long knife.

Another monk wore a gleaming silver robe. On the robe, there were countless meteors that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Holding a golden hook, both sides of the hook are slashed, looking extremely sharp!

It was Lu Jie who played against Paulus last time.

And the old wizard of the elves was already with a large group of people.

There are more than sixty people in that group.

The old wizard of the elves, intentionally or unintentionally, stood very close to the four of Cummings.

Therefore, even though Earl Ballus and his party had more than fifty people, he only dared to "stab" Cummings with his eyes, but he did not dare to go up and besiege.

"This must be the only remnant of the Shrike family."

Old Qian shrugged his shoulders and looked away.

The high-ranking monks from Qingniu Mountain also appeared before his eyes.

There is Daisy, there is the interim bishop Morman.

There is Master Daisy, Elder Li Li holding a colorful umbrella, Elder Li Li in the Qingniu Mountain Elder Group

Pull the elders.

"That Ao Li, what's the matter, why is the look on his face confident and leisurely."

Lao Qian had already figured out the purpose of the thing held by Ao Li. In order to verify his thoughts, he turned his head to ask a monk with thin cheeks and a bookish face beside him.

The monk glanced warily at the five Lao Qian, seeing that Lao Qian and Yan Yuelu didn't mean to attack him.

After a little hesitation, he opened his mouth to answer quickly.

"This Ao Li's hand is said to be the half key of Tiansha City. Ao Li has been here for five or six days. He threatened that whoever dared to attack him would crush the half key of Tiansha City.

At this moment, no one dared to attack Ao.

The Qingniu Mountain gang wanted to attack Ao Li, but they were all stopped by other monks. "

Old Qian nodded his head if he realized.

"Thank you: Next, I see the fierce atmosphere spreading in this basin, it's not a good place."

Lao Qian, the thin monk's answer, gave a good impression. Seeing that the thin monk was not as good as Zhu Yi, he couldn't help but remind the thin monk euphemistically.

I feel bad about this valley basin.

A monk with a low level of cultivation like him is good to leave.

This thin monk clearly understood the meaning of the old Qian's words.

There was a complex expression on his face.

It's not good to be underestimated, even if this person is for his own good.

"Thank you for your kindness, my dear friend, I just watched the excitement, there shouldn't be any serious problems."

After speaking, he walked a few steps to the side.

A wry smile at the corner of Old Qian's mouth is simply the most typical, and he regards kindness as a donkey liver and lungs.

As the days passed, more and more monks joined the crowd sequence in the valley.

The more people there are, the heavier the psychology of watching the excitement.

Everyone is holding it, and the big deal is that I just watched the lively psychology. With so many people, it may not be my turn if something bad happens.

In a few days of waiting, a topic was talked enthusiastically by the monks who had increased to ten thousand.

Ao Li, what is waiting under the siege?

"Maybe some conspiracy is brewing."

The speaker was a monk with deep eye sockets, and he could tell at a glance that he was a believer in conspiracy theory.

Everything is a conspiracy is a consistent argument of such people.

"A conspiracy, I see, I must be waiting for the other half of the key, half of the key, it's useless!"

His companion, a monk with a big mouth, said disdainfully.

"So many people, even if that half of the key comes, how can they meet him?"

This cultivator's mind is fairly rigorous, and he asks the most important part of the question.

With so many people, it is possible to watch the other half of the key holder and Ao Li rendezvous, and the two of them open the Tiansha Palace and easily enter the treasure hunting.

This is also a puzzling problem for the old people sitting next to them.

However, among these cultivators, I am afraid that some people really have the potential of a crow's mouth.

Not long after, a burst of noise suddenly rang out at the exit of a valley, and the sky flickered during the burst.

Vaguely, a monk shouted: "Brothers from Guangming Mountain, stop them, stop them!"

In this hundred miles wide valley, grudges and fights are common things.

The monks gathered here are almost commonplace.

Without this shout, no one would have watched it at all.

Tens of thousands of people are distributed in the hundred-li-wide basin, except for the dense crowds close to that unusually wide hill.

In other places, the population distribution is quite sparse.

However, with this shout, many monks suddenly squeezed in the direction where the fighting occurred.

Sorge, the disciple of Guangming Mountain, stole the key to half of the Heavenly Evil Palace hidden in Guangming Mountain. Could it be that Sorge was chased by these disciples of Guangming Mountain?

"Quickly, go over and take a look, but don't show up."

Old Qian's thoughts turned away, and he hurriedly sent a few voices to the turtle.

The turtles blinked and understood.

It's okay to see this lively, but it can't easily show up.

As soon as it shows up, it may be against Bright Mountain, the largest faction in the Gallon Plane. This is no joke.

The old money came to the gallon plane to make money ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not to the gallon plane to die.

The old money drove away, hiding behind the monks who were actively watching the excitement, and flew over in secret.

Others can watch the excitement openly, but the old money is not enough.

They are the strong men caught.

However, the old Qian just flew close to the outer circle of the fighting scene. Under the block of the onlookers in the sky, he only saw the innermost circle of war, among the colorful colors, bursting out from time to time. The blue sparks are indeed a bit like Domi's sword light.

However, it is not only Domi who cultivates the blue flames, at least, before seeing Domi's signature triangular sword light, it is still uncertain.

At this time, a suffocation, locked himself from a distance.

This evil spirit, in the mighty and majestic, with gloom and cruelty. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please log in to m, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)