The cooked duck flew?
Qin Zhaowu's face was ashen. He didn't believe that Qin Mingyue was dead. This kind of hot magma is not enough to burn a fire-type golden elixir monk who has refined Qingyan into ashes.
If not dead, where did she go?
Qin Zhaowu never thought about the possibility of a third party. The only explanation in his mind at this moment was that Qin Mingyue used some kind of teleportation talisman.
If it was teleportation, she would never be able to leave her ancestral land!
Thinking of this, he ordered Sassoon Hai: "Search for me, search carefully, don't miss every part of the hall!"
By this time, the magma had stopped erupting. Qin Zhaowu cleared a clean place and sat down to adjust his breathing.
He wanted to clear the second and third levels of the ancestral land, and then continue the search from beginning to end. He didn't believe that this woman could escape!
The second level is the phantom formation, and it doesn't matter whether you are injured or not. Two quarters of an hour later, he ended his meditation, stuffed Sassoon Hai into the spirit beast bag, and left in a hurry.
…
About a quarter of an hour later, there was movement in the hall.
A man with a sword scar on his face jumped out.
He looked around vigilantly and threw several second- and third-order phantom array disks on the ground. In an instant, white mist surrounded him, making all the scenes blurry.
Immediately afterwards, one after another late-stage foundation-building monks appeared in the white mist, each holding a three-foot long sword radiating cold light in their hands. These people formed a small group of five, a large group of twenty-five, and finally a hundred and twenty-five people formed a huge Five Elements Sword Formation together.
Next, there was a young girl with delicate features, a green face, and a charming appearance. She looked around curiously, and sniffed around from time to time.
She was dressed in red and wrapped in a long white skirt. At first glance, she was almost the same as Qin Mingyue.
After the girl, two more extremely beautiful women appeared. The younger one among them quickly found a place to sit on the ground, closed his eyes, and for a moment, a smile bloomed on his pretty face.
"I found a small stone," she said brightly.
…
In the cottage
Jumu Zhiwen dismissed all his men and was busy in the treasury alone.
Sea salt from Maotian County, ambergris from Yaozhou, celadon from Faozhou, moiré brocade from Chenzhou... all kinds of supplies piled up like mountains, and he carefully put them into the ring in his hand one by one.
These are all mortal objects. In another warehouse, he also picked out all kinds of spiritual stones, talismans, magic weapons, robes, spiritual herbs, etc. that were valuable and scarce, and put them as full as a ring.
In addition, there are about twenty storage bags, neatly stuffed in the lapel of his clothes, making his usually slim figure look somewhat burly and strong now.
However, people's hearts are not enough.
When he stepped out of the warehouse, he looked at the cliff in the distance, and the figure of a young man meditating fell into his eyes.
That's a big fat sheep!
In these days, Yang Zhen purchased nearly a thousand magical artifacts, each of which was worth more than two thousand spiritual stones. On this item alone, he spent several million spiritual stones.
There are also a large amount of mineral materials, animal skins, spiritual herbs...
He even bought hundreds of jars of homemade spiritual wine.
Jumu Zhiwen noticed that these goods were not transported through Lanfang Trading Company.
Moreover, in addition to spiritual wine, ores, etc., some supplies, such as the numerous swords, were not found in his residence.
This means that the opponent has at least one ring with a very large space in his hand!
If I have one more ring in my hand, I can at least move another hundred thousand spiritual stones from this treasury.
Ju Mu Zhiwen calculated silently.
Yes, he was planning to run away, tonight.
Once the news of the death of the eldest princess of Qin comes out, the imperial capital will definitely send people to investigate. In other words, after tomorrow, it is no longer safe to stay in the village.
Only now, the clan leader is seriously ill and dying, and the high priest is far away in Xiong'er Mountain waiting for the results. No one in the entire village can restrict his actions.
That's why he could choose arbitrarily in the treasury so calmly and take away everything he could.
Now, since we are all leaving, why don’t we kill such a good fat sheep with low cultivation level and rich value and keep it for the New Year?
He decided to wait until the dead of night to finish the last job.
However, he did not wait until that time.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the young man suddenly stood up, took out a flying sword, and flew away to the west in a leisurely manner.
Is this kid going to sneak back to Qin? We can't let him run away!
…
Yang Zhen felt sad in her heart.
The rescue plan appears to have failed.
According to their agreement, if they are not rescued, the murderer will naturally leave as soon as possible after he succeeds. At that time, Zhao Yue'er can come out of the space and find a way to return to the outside world tonight to avoid running into the people sent by the Qin State to investigate.
If Qin Mingyue is rescued in the ancestral land, everyone should hide in the bluestone for a few days, and then find a way to contact the murderer after he gives up and leaves.
It's just that in the latter case, there are many restrictions. Not only can't he expose himself in advance, but he also requires Qin Mingyue to be in a dying state, otherwise Yiyi will not be able to pull her into the space.
Under all the restrictions, it is not surprising that no one was saved.
"I am so jealous of talented people!" he sighed in his heart. Now that this person has passed away, those hatreds have also dissipated a lot.
On the contrary, the scene of this woman standing bravely in front of the underground palace and rescuing many monks from the beast's mouth is still vivid in my mind at this moment.
Yang Zhen decided to go to Xiong'er Mountain alone. The closer it was, the easier it would be for Zhao Yue'er to follow the path determined and escape as soon as possible.
He was not flying very fast, with his hands behind his back, as if he was visiting the strange peaks and ravines along the way.
After half an hour, he frowned and stopped flying his sword.
Looking at the old man in black approaching quickly from behind, Yang Zhen sneered in her heart.
"Is the Great Elder looking for someone like Liu?" He cupped his hands and asked.
Ju Mu Zhiwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This place was chosen well. It has high mountains and deep forests, and is inaccessible to people. It is the perfect place to kill people and earn extra money.
"Why did Liu Xiaoyou leave without saying goodbye?" he asked sadly.
"Something happened at home," Yang Zhen said calmly, "The deal with Guizhai has been completed, so I guess the Great Elder won't let me go, right?"
"Hahaha," Ju Mu Zhiwen twisted his beard and laughed, his face suddenly turned serious: "Liu Xiaoyou, who said that the transaction has been completed? Why did you forget about another transaction?"
"Oh, what deal?"
"I am very interested in the space ring on Liu Xiaoyou's hand. Please give me a price!"
"Not for sale!" Yang Zhen refused.
"You really won't sell it?" Ju Mu Zhiwen sneered: "Young people, please don't be impulsive. How about you think about it again?"
"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it!" Yang Zhen said on guard: "If you don't have anything else to do, Great Elder, I'll take my leave!"
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty," Ju Mu Zhiwen's face darkened: "Leave all the storage instruments on you, otherwise, there's no way you can leave!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his right palm and grabbed the boy not far away!
…
This was a giant palm that was completely black and had an eerie chill in its palm. It seemed slow but was actually fast, but it suddenly arrived in front of the young man.
Yang Zhen secretly screamed that it was too bad. He rarely fought with people in the sky, especially with monks whose cultivation level was higher than his own. He was not as flexible and convenient as the other person in moving around in the sky.
At this moment, he had no time to dodge, and with a thought, dark red light instantly surrounded his body.
Fire!
As soon as the black palm came into contact with the flames, Jumu Zhiwen yelled and quickly retracted it.
However, a large amount of black smoke has penetrated into the young man's body along his fingertips.
This is his unique skill - [Bloodthirsty Palm], which focuses on this dark power. At the same time, combined with the witchcraft of the witch clan, it can pollute the opponent's mental energy and blood, causing him to quickly fall into depression.
Yang Zhen felt a stench pouring out of her heart.
It was almost hard for him to breathe.
However, he had been exposed to witchcraft as early as the days of Liangjiazhen. Now he was facing the great elder of the witch clan. How could he not be prepared?
The Five Elements Strengthening Technique is activated immediately, and the heat flows through the whole body. Wherever it goes, the feeling of dirt quickly melts away like snowflakes under the scorching sun.
The crisis was over, and Yang Zhen was also angry. She took out the wishful stick, shouted loudly, and hit the old man's head with the force of a mountain.
Ju Mu Zhiwen's face changed slightly, his trick had no effect, and he looked squarely at the opponent in front of him for the first time.
He reached into the void with his right hand, already holding a crutch glowing with bronze light, and raised it upward to block it above his head.
"Buzz!" When the two sticks crossed each other, Ju Mu Zhiwen felt numbness in his mouth and his right hand trembled violently. Before he could react, he heard a "crunch" and the third-level wooden stick that had been with him for countless years unexpectedly came from Interrupted in two!
His expression changed drastically, this young man's strength was so terrifying!
In a hurry, he took a few steps back, drew out a long shining knife with his backhand, and then steadied himself.
Yang Zhen grinned, exerted force on her feet, and raised the stick again with a swaying flying sword.
Once the curse of the Wu clan expires, the actual combat power will immediately drop by a large level. This is the confidence that he dares to confront the opponent head-on!
The two of them sparred with each other.
Ju Mu Zhiwen's cultivation level has exceeded a great level, his breath is long, and he can move freely in the air; Yang Zhensheng is exquisite in stick skills, and he can use it more and more freely, whether it is light or heavy, and he is not afraid of the opponent's curse. He is a newborn calf, brave and vigorous, and he has occupied the area for a while. Got the upper hand.
However, after a long battle, his weak point was especially the flying sword at his feet. He was hit by the opponent several times and almost fell from the air.
When Ju Mu Zhiwen finally lost his patience and took out a third-level talisman from the storage bag, the balance between the two sides was completely broken.
"Old man," Yang Zhen said angrily: "Your cultivation is a level beyond mine, and you still need to use talismans. How shameless!"
"Hahaha——" Jumu Zhiwen laughed proudly: "I am stronger than you, why do I want to fight with you?"
"I say this one last time, hand over all the space magic weapons, and I will spare your life!"
"Okay!" Yang Zhen replied.
Ju Mu Zhiwen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would give in so quickly, but it was okay. After getting the things, he would kill him. It must have been interesting to see the boy's pain and regret at that time.
However, this imagined scenario is no longer possible.
"You're right, I don't need to fight with you." The young man smiled and opened the spirit beast bag at his waist.
With a flash of red light, two giant birds with a wingspan of more than ten feet appeared next to the young man, one on the left and one on the right. Their sharp eagle eyes looked at the greedy elder coldly.
Ju Mu Zhiwen instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
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Ancestral land, inside the main hall
Just when Yang Zhen and the Great Elder were fighting inextricably, another battle also kicked off...
