Fairy Winner

"How do you know the tomb of King Lu?"

Ding Yuan's body trembled, and his face was full of fear.

"If you want people to know it, you can't do it yourself."

Zhang Yuan laughed, and there was a lot of chill in his words, "Do you think you are doing very clean? The four repairmen who explored the tomb with you, but not all of them were killed by you."

Ding Yuan thought of the past, and his eyes were full of doubts, "How is it possible? They are all obviously poisoned by psychedelic, mentally disordered, and exploded the golden core in the formation!"

Everyone knows that if a Golden Core Cultivator blew a golden core, he should not survive.

Zhang Yuan stared at him, "Really? But there is a cultivator, you have already broken most of the golden core, and the broken golden core has no power to explode, let alone he has practiced his body."

"what……"

Ding Yuan was stunned.

"Back then, you and four practitioners explored the Lu King Tomb together, but you only got the inheritance of the public sports team, and you killed all four of them. You were cruel enough. After you got the inheritance of the public sports team, I escaped 500,000 miles and fled to the Qingyuan Mountain Range at the corner of Dongshengzhou, thinking it was all right?"

Zhang Yuan’s voice was cold, and every word he said, “The person who didn’t want to escape met us. After we got the news, he came here specially, so that you have nowhere to hide! We spent three years looking for you. It took another twenty years to wait for you, and now, this account should be paid."

Ding Yuan's face turned pale and red, and he said in a daze, "Who are you guys anyway?"

There was a lot of arrogance on Zhang Yuan's face, and he looked at the sky coldly, "Tianliu Zong! The sky is endless and will last forever. Only I, Tianliu, is worthy of the inheritance of the public transportation class!"

"Tian Liuzong..."

Ding Yuan was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, "So you took Qingxiafang City. Is it for me?"

Zhang Yuan hummed coldly, "Not for you, but for inheritance! Just follow me honestly, don't talk nonsense!"

"What if I don't leave? The inheritance is in my hands. You can still kill me. If you persecute me again. I will blew the golden core so that you can get nothing and die with me!"

Ding Yuan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and seemed to have spared his life.

"Haha, blew the golden core?"

±★dǐng±★diǎn±★小±★say, .∞.o■<s="arn:2p02p0"><srpp="/aasrp">s_();</srp>< /> Zhang Yuan had deep disdain in his eyes, "A person like you who is afraid of death will explode the golden core? Ridiculous, then you explode? You are really stupid to want to drag me into the water. Such a close golden core blew up. It is true that it will cause great harm to the cultivators of the Nascent Infant Realm, and even the physical body may be destroyed, but if I come to you, will I be unprepared?"

He lifted his right hand, and a small bronze tower appeared in his hand.

The five-level high-grade magic weapon, the canopy tower, the tower has five floors, and the square seat is golden. The surroundings are covered with mysterious runes, and green smoke is lingering. He threw up the situation, but did not feel a trace of spiritual power.

"Do you think you hurt me?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Ding Yuan coldly, "If you don't want to die, just follow me."

Looking at the dimly lit pagoda, Ding Yuan's clenched fist slowly loosened. The ball seemed to be discouraged, and the whole person was deflated.

He thought for a while and suddenly shouted, "Tianliu Sect is going to destroy five of our sects, help!"

This is also a good calculation. This is the site of the Five Sects of the Heyin Sect in the Qingyuan Mountains. Tianliu Sect has an agreement with the Five Sects that they will not invade, and it is completely unreasonable to come here. Can make Zhang Yuan have some scruples.

The Miserables who were still very interested before, once they were threatened, they thought of the benefits of the Dutch.

Zhang Yuan didn't expect it, and before he could stop it, Ding Yuan's suffocated yell, through his spiritual power, spread for dozens of miles in an instant, and he heard it everywhere.

The two cultivators who were fighting were a little stunned.

"What, Tian Liuzong is also here?"

"Are they here to save us? Or are they here to help Yunjian dispatch?"

"Are they here to help us? Or are they here to fish in troubled waters?"

For a time, many battles stopped, but several Golden Core Cultivators of the Yunjian faction recognized Ding Yuan’s voice, for fear that something happened to the King Kong puppet, it was the accumulation of the Yunjian faction for nearly a hundred years. Quickly abandon the battle at hand and head towards Gu Guangfeng.

But there were a few battles, instead of stopping, the more they fought, the more intense they became.

Shao Nongyue's face was bloody, the previous Fengya was not there, and he was embarrassed to parry Ge Li's attack. Ge Li was still expressionless, only the sword in his hand was even more fierce, and each style seemed to be a fight at all costs. In this move, the rain sword intent is vividly displayed.

After only ten breaths, Shao Nongyue hit the sword and fled in a hurry.

Ge Li chased him from defensive to offensive.

In the air, Shen Wen looked decisive and confronted Du Ze, no one showed any sign of leaving.

But dozens of miles away, a golden flying boat was desperately flying to Lengwu Mountain.

"what happened?"

"Why didn't he chase?"

In Yangzhou, several cultivators were very puzzled.

Yun Li wiped the sweat on his face, recovered from the extremely tense situation, panted slightly, "I don't know. Fortunately, I was chased shortly after."

Just now they got off the Tianzhu Peak and used the high speed of the fourth-order magic weapon Yangzhou to rush out of the encirclement, but they didn't go far before they met Qiu Hongliang, the elder of the Golden Core of the Yunjian School.

When Qiu Hongliang saw Feizhou, he immediately chased him with three cultivators in the Ning Vein Realm.

They had discussed before that one disciple of the Dutch school should not be allowed to escape. Every disciple of the Dutch school may carry important resources of the Dutch school, and it is inevitable to raise tigers after escaping. Must catch captive or kill them all.

Yang Zhou was fast, but Yunli, who had just entered the Ning Vein Realm, was only manipulating Yang Zhou, unable to exert the best effect of the magic weapon. No matter how he manipulated it, it would be difficult to escape Qiu Hongliang's tracking.

Less than dozens of breaths, will be caught up.

When Yun Li was about to give up, Qiu Hongliang suddenly stopped and stopped chasing.

This surprised them very much, but they also felt extremely grateful.

Zhou Shu's expression condensed slightly, "No matter what the reason is, there is finally a chance now. There are still three Condensed Vein Realm Cultivators who should be easily thrown off."

"Ok."

Yun Li diǎn diǎn his head, and input a small amount of spiritual power into Yangzhou, "It will be there in a while."

Snapped!

As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the Yangzhou.

A violent blow hit the Yangzhou, and the inside of the boat suddenly turned around, and the disciples were staggered, their expressions were stunned that they didn't know what had happened, and Yunli could no longer control Yangzhou.

Yang Zhou was opened with a crack, spinning in the air, and falling continuously.

Not far away, Qiu Hongliang was holding a weird long sword in his hand, and ordered the three cultivators around, "You three, go and take down the people in this flying boat. I'll see how to get back there. thing."

Youfeng Tooth Sword, the power of a double Tier 4 magic weapon, knocked down Yangzhou in one blow.

Qiu Hongliang flew quickly to Gu Guangfeng. Although he was quite dissatisfied with Ding Yuan, he had to rush to Ding Yuan's cry for help.

Ding Yuan is extremely important to the Yunjian School, and there must be nothing to do.

The three condensed vein repairers continued their heads and flew towards the falling Yangzhou.

They held their proud magic weapons in their hands, their expressions were cold. (To be continued.)