After only a cup of tea, Yang Xiaoman's heart of joy was successful!

Although he did not participate in the Northern Expedition, Yang Xiaoman still sacrificed his life in the battle to guard Zhuhai City, feeling great sorrow, and now he feels the joy after the disaster!

...

Another happy event was added to the city of Zhuhai. After the news spread, not only the monks came to congratulate him, but even the mortals also became even more happy.

Yang Xiaoman had no reason to leave in a hurry, and was kept by the monks of the Tianyin clan and stayed for a while.

...

In a blink of an eye, decades have passed.

On this day, Yang Xiaoman finally bid farewell to the Tianyin clan and embarked on the journey back to the human land. The Tianyin clan was very grateful to her, her great benefactor, and gave her a large piece of immortal jade.

The first thing you have to pass along the way north is the Red Heavenly Yuan.

This former territory of the naked tribe was destroyed. After the naked tribe was wiped out, the Tianyin tribe did not come to occupy it, and it is still a land of unlimitedness.

The races in the territories of hundreds of races are born and raised. Their existence is closely related to the surrounding environment and is more attached to their own place of rebirth than any race.

If it were not necessary, most races would hardly covet the territory of other forces. Of course, some ambition races cannot be ruled out.

...

This red sky land is named after the red earth-like things growing in red earth-like algae.

Although decades have passed, there are still a large number of scar-like cracks left, and many places still have ruins.

I don't know how long it will take for this scar to completely disappear.

When Yang Xiaogan came over, except for some monks who came to hunt for treasure, they could hardly see any creatures.

...

Taiyi Qingling Boat shuttles under the moon without stopping.

Yang Xiaorang stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the red earth under the moonlight, and felt like this world was not the same as that of another world. His eyes were slightly sad. I don’t know when I could return to the Tianyin clan.

Boom--

Suddenly, an explosion came from the side.

Yang Xiaoman's heart moved when he heard this, and turned around and saw that there were dazzling lights and shadows exploded under the black night sky hundreds of miles away, and it was clear that someone was fighting.

She is not a meddling person, but after all, she is close to the Tianyin tribe territory. She is worried that if a Tianyin tribe comes here to find treasures, she can't help but release her spiritual consciousness and explore in that direction.

Soon, the scene of the war land was imprinted into my eyes.

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There are two monks in the fight.

One person is an old man in the human race. His early state of ancestral orifice is naturally unfamiliar, and Yang Xiaoman doesn't recognize who he is.

The other one is also a human figure. It looks much weirder. It has a tall and thin figure, like a bamboo pole. Every inch of the skin on its body seems to be wrinkled old tree bark, and there are strange cracks. Its long hair is gray-green, like an old tree, and its realm is in the middle stage of the ancestral orifice.

Both of them were wood cultivators, and they used their wood-type magical powers. The power was very great, and the void collapsed and the earth cracked.

In addition to these two people, there are other monks.

A young man in his thirties was wearing a golden white dress, tall and handsome, with long green hair flying in the wind, adding a bit of evil charm to this person.

This man carried his hands on his back and smiled unfathomablely. The old god was watching. Just looking at this posture, he knew that it was from the old man Zhugan who had the upper hand.

As for his realm, it is in the late stage of the Ancestral Orb.

This person was not standing on the ground, but at the bow of a ship. Behind him were dozens of monks, each of whom was at least at the level of the mortal stage, and most of his hair was green. He looked around with his hands, smiling extremely evilly.

...

"Mu Ling clan!"

Yang Xiaogu's eyes flashed from afar.

After staying in the land of the Hundred Tribes for so long, she still knows a little about the powerful race among the Hundred Tribes.

The most prominent feature of this race after transformation is that it is mostly green hair, and the practice of Mu Yuanqi is also practiced.

And this race is now full of trouble, and the internal part is very chaotic.

After just a glance, Yang Xiaoman activated the Taiyi Qingling Bree and flew forward.

No matter what these Wood Spirit Clan are doing, she can't disturb it. She can't save that human monk!

...

The handsome man in the late stage of the Ancestral Orb also noticed Yang Xiaoman's spiritual sense and looked back in her direction.

The two deep and green pupils had a wicked smile, and flashed by.

"What are you guys doing? Why do you guys come to me if I have no grudges and grudges with you?"

The human race who was in the early stage of the fight, who was at a disadvantage, shouted angrily at this moment.

"Please go to our Mu Ling tribe for a trip, it's that simple!"

The old man from the bamboo pole said coldly.

"We have no intention of taking your life, so you'd better not have any self-destructive thoughts!"

The old man from Zhugan added another sentence.

Until now, he has never attacked the other party.

The old man in the human race felt depressed!

It would be fine if the other party didn't say it. This made him beat him and self-destruct him, and he couldn't escape, and he was unable to do so. He was unable to perform his hands and feet.

But the opponent must not have any kindness, which is certain.

Boom-

The fight continues!

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"He left it to you, I'll take down that human female cultivator!"

The handsome man in the late stage of the ancestral orifice standing at the bow of the boat suddenly said, and the green light flashed on his body, and a green waterfall-like light and shadow turned towards the sky.

Then, the handsome man disappeared without a trace.

Tianbutong!

...

On this side, Yang Xiaoman was still flying into the distance.

She gradually felt something bad in her mind and began to be born, but she really couldn't think of the reason why the group of Wood Spirit Clans would take action against her can only remind herself to be vigilant. The long sword she used had been taken out and held in her hand.

Swish!

Suddenly, Yang Xiaogu's eyes flashed!

I saw a few dozen feet in front of the bow of the boat, a green light flashed like a falling from the sky, and a figure was already intercepted there like a ghost.

It was the handsome man in the late stage of the Ancestral Orb. After this person arrived, he punched the Taiyi Qingling Boat flying at the high speed without saying a word.

Bang!

The moment Yang Xiaoman saw this person, the opponent's fist had already hit the Taiyi Qingling Boat.

This medium-grade spiritual treasure, like a paper paste, exploded in an instant, blowing up debris everywhere.

The magic weapon was damaged, and Yang Xiaorang's head hurt violently!

Swish!

In the pain, another flower in front of my eyes.

The handsome man passed through the exploded debris area like a ghost, appeared about a foot in front of her, and punched him again, like a demon god.

Yang Xiaokuan's pupils were condensed, and he could only rush to strike with one sword!

...

Bang!

Another explosion sounded.

It was Yang Xiaoman's turn to have a long sword in her hand, which was like paper-paste, and was bombarded by the other party into a pile of iron slag. It had even more terrifying power and penetrated into her body, like a spear stinging straight.

"ah--"

Yang Xiaokuan screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly. He fainted from the pain on the spot, without any resistance.

...

Two punches! Just two punches!

The first punch, the ship is broken!

The second punch is broken, the sword is broken, and the person is stunned!
To be continued...