Yiran didn't think there was anything wrong with being prosperous, and even felt that this was how the world should be. There are strong men guarding the borders to resist the invasion of monsters, not just to allow more people to enjoy such a prosperous world.
The development and operation of an era has never been controlled by the power of practitioners, and a person's future is never the only path of cultivation!
Yiran walked with Mo Xiangyi for a day, tasted many unique delicacies in the city, and bought several sets of personal clothes.
At Mo Xiangyi's strong request, Yiran also took off his plain clothes and put on a white robe, becoming a truly handsome young man.
As the evening approached, Yiran and Mo Xiangyi returned to the Yuan and set sail again. The Yuan was still bustling with people, and no one raised their heads because of Yiran's entry. They were all intoxicated.
Yi Ran frowned and took Mo Xiangyi to the guest room. He did not reject the life chosen by these people, but he also would not integrate into it. Just looking at those people who seemed to deliberately not raise their heads, something suddenly moved in his heart.
"It's best that I overthink it. I'm about to go to Central Continent. I really don't want to encounter any changes again!" Yiran said to himself without showing any signs of abnormality, and the warm atmosphere on the whole kite continued!
Three days later, the kite once again landed in a city thousands of miles away. Yiran and Mo Xiangyi also entered the city to taste delicious food and buy some novel small items, but still waited until sunset before returning to the kite.
This time, looking at the reveling crowd in the hall, Yiran became more determined in his thoughts, but he returned to the guest room again without showing any strange emotions.
However, this time Yiran told Mo Xiangyi everything she noticed, making her cautious.
In this way, the kite flew for fifteen days, passing through five big cities and more than a dozen small cities. It was just waiting for the next landing to reach the border of Central Continent.
During these fifteen days, Yiran and Mo Xiangyi were as carefree as ordinary lovers traveling through mountains and rivers. They were either in the guest room or on the deck when they took the kite.
And when the kite falls in the city, they will inevitably enter the city to experience the folk customs, taste special snacks, etc.
It seemed that no one or thing on the kite had ever attracted their attention. ...Another day passed, and Yuan seemed to have entered a primitive mountain range. It was inaccessible and no city was seen for a long time.
The front is already five thousand miles away from the border of Central Continent, and the nearest city behind is also five thousand miles away. This place seems to be the best place to kill and bury bones!
The originally extremely lively Yuan fell into a deathly silence at this moment. Whether it was the gambling house or the discussion hall, everyone stood up and took out their weapons almost at the same time.
They looked at each other, then walked indifferently up the corridor towards a certain guest room. A chilling aura erupted from their bodies, and the extremely cold chill was not human-like at all.
They are like killing machines from hell, and their only purpose is to kill. A figure walked to the door of the guest room first, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door lightly and asked: "Sir, we are still less than two thousand miles away from Central Continent, and we expect to reach it in another two hours. I would like to remind you to bring your belongings and prepare them in advance. Get ready." Seeing that there was no sound coming from the room, the man continued to open the door. They had been paying attention to Yiran's actions and knew very well that Yiran and Mo Xiangyi were definitely in the room.
"Knock, knock, knock..." The sound echoed throughout the entire corridor, making everyone unable to help but clenching the weapons in their hands.
After a long time, a voice came from the room: "We know, and we will be prepared." As soon as Yiran's voice came out, Yuan Nei's formation suddenly stagnated, and the brilliance flowing on the door disappeared instantly!
"Kill!" The person who knocked on the door kicked open the door and rushed towards the room. The long knife in his hand had a radiance of inner energy flowing around it. It was obvious that even the person who knocked on the door had a good inheritance of martial arts. .
"Kill, kill, kill!" As the person knocking on the door rushed into the door, the shouting of "kill" suddenly surged through the entire Kite like a tide.
Everyone held weapons and rushed towards the door which was less than one foot long.
"Boom..." As soon as they reached the door, the figure that rushed into the room was knocked out and hit the wall with a loud roar.
After trembling for a while, Yuan quickly returned to calm as the formation's light flowed. Obviously, both the formation and the kite itself are extraordinary, and there is no risk of damage when encountering ordinary attacks.
Moreover, except for Yi Ran, everyone seemed to know this, so they didn't even look at the monk who was beaten against the wall, but rushed into the room in a swarm.
Each of them has a strong cultivation level, and most of the fifth-level ones are sixth-level monks. Although there is a huge difference compared to Yi Ran, in the small space in Yuanzhong, he is able to let his hands and feet go more freely.
All the furnishings in Yiran's room were shattered almost instantly by the flash of swords, and everything turned into dust in an instant.
But Yiran seemed like an immortal descended into the world, dressed in white robes not stained by blood, and wielding a long sword to sweep away everything.
The monks below the spiritual level, no matter how advanced they have practiced and what sharp weapons they possess, they will never be Yiran's enemy.
The green sword swung past, and there were broken limbs and broken weapons all over the ground. Qixing stepped forward. No matter how many monks rushed into the room, Yiran still seemed to be strolling in the courtyard without staining his hair.
Mo Xiangyi's skin is crystal clear and her beautiful eyes are like autumn water, and her every frown and smile show her charming appearance. She stood in the corner, that corner was the only pure land, with a smile on her lips as if the front of her eyes was not a murderous Shura field but a stage for Yiran's performance.
And she is a fairy who does not come to the mortal world, and comes specifically for the banished fairy in her dream. The blood completely dyed the whole room red, and the ground was filled with blood that would not go away.
Yiran rushed to the corridor, looked at the monks who were still pouring in from both sides, and shouted angrily: "Since you want to kill me, then come up with significant means. If you want to use the lives of these monks to consume my energy, I will You better save it!" No one responded to Yiran, only the murderous intent and low roars continued to rush towards Yiran.
Looking at the broken corpses falling in front of him, Yiran didn't know how many people he had killed, and he didn't find out until a long time later.
The eyes of these people were completely devoid of any ordinary look, as if the purpose of their existence was to kill people!
Dead soldiers, they are all dead soldiers! They are not afraid of life and death, and the only purpose of boarding the Yuan is to take Yi Ran to death with them.
Even they were all very aware of Yiran's strength and knew that there would be no chance of survival in this mission, but they still went on regardless!
After the killing, the entire passage was filled with corpses and filled with an extremely strong smell of blood. Yiran's pupils also turned red at some point.
The wanton killing had even aroused the desire to kill in him. As if feeling Yiran's murderous intention, Mo Xiangyi whispered: "Yiran, are you okay?" The murderous intention on Yiran's body immediately receded like a tide, and the redness in his eyes instantly dissipated and he immediately returned to clarity.
"I'm fine!" After saying that, Yiran sheathed the sword and started to perform the seals with both hands.
The "Five Thunders Righting the Heart" technique was used, and all the corpses turned into smoke and dust and disappeared under the lightning.
If it weren't for the strong smell of blood and the blood covering the shoes on the ground, no one would be able to imagine how many powerful monks died in just two sticks of incense!
Reading Zhan Yiran took Mo Xiangyi's hand and used his true energy to isolate the blood, and walked towards the gambling house.
Yiran could clearly feel that there were three extremely powerful auras waiting for him over there.
"When did you discover that there was a problem with Yuan?" Before Yi Ran entered the gambling house, a voice came out.
"Most of the people who are willing to pay a lot of money to ride the kite are merchants traveling between cities, not such chilly monks."
"For more than ten days, none of you have ever looked at us seriously. This kind of avoidance itself reveals a huge problem!" The middle-aged man said nothing more and stood up silently to look at Yiran. .
The other two old men beside the middle-aged man also opened their eyes at this moment, bursting out with intense murderous intent.
Look at the two dead warriors in the middle stage of the king's rank! Yiran's face suddenly turned ugly. He was not shocked by the other party's strength, but the other party's formation made it easy for him to guess who was behind the scenes!
After all, cultivating mid-level king-level dead warriors is definitely not something ordinary forces can do. Moreover, he has a grudge against Yiran and knows Yiran’s schedule very well. It seems that the only force headed by Luotian Sect, led by Tang Xuanpeng from Luoshen Peak, is there!
The middle-aged man showed an extremely confident smile on his face. He seemed not to care about the loss of so many dead soldiers and said: "The twenty-four-year-old mid-term king is really majestic!" After saying that, the middle-aged man's His expression immediately turned ferocious: "My son had the appearance of a king, but you knocked him down. Do you know how big a crime you have committed!" Yiran's eyes were deep, and he immediately thought of the person in his eyes. who is it.
Wu Youdao's father, the supreme elder of Luoshen Peak, and Wu Sifang, a strong man in the middle stage of the king's rank! Wu Sifang's expression turned ferocious at this moment, and he scolded Yi Ran: "It seems that you have guessed who I am, but even if you guessed it, so what, I don't want to die here!"
"What a shame, you little beast. You clearly suppressed my son because of your higher cultivation, but you broke his Taoist heart with your high-sounding words. You really deserve to die!" Before Yi Ran could speak, Mo Xiangyi took the lead and moved forward. He took a step forward and said: "How about your son who still has the appearance of a king? Does your face hurt when you say this? With her arrogant and boundless look, I really don't see anything that can compare to Yi's." Yes!"
"And even if Yiran uses his cultivation to suppress him, so what, it only means that your son has lived like a dog, and he is too old to be useful!" Wu Sifang's face suddenly darkened and he yelled: "What a ling. You bitchy girl with a sharp mouth, I will let you all die here today and become a pair of miserable mandarin ducks!" Yiran's face suddenly turned ugly when she heard Su Sifang insulting Mo Xiangyi.
Holding the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand, Yiran immediately turned it into a sharp sword: "Then let's see who died here today!"... On the ground a hundred miles away from Yuan, there were two figures. Riding on the chariot pulled by the dragon and horse, hanging leisurely behind the kite.
They were eating melon seeds and throwing melon seed shells on the ground randomly from time to time, not caring about their own
"Immoral" behavior.
"Do you think Yiran can deal with those guys? This time they were really willing to send two mid-level king-level dead warriors and a mid-level king-level supreme elder. It's really a big deal!"
"If you ask me, we shouldn't come out. It's just a fight in the same place. Why do we need to worry about him!" After saying that, he seemed to be worried that the people around him didn't believe him, so he added: "Can you still Remember that big white python you saw back then?" Needless to say, the sturdy figure also fell into silence and began to eat melon seeds with heart.
