Chapter one hundred and five; pack them up
The Sword of Nirvana was activated, and the power was quite powerful.
Many cultivators sensed this sharp sword intent.
Some people were puzzled, and some people thought of something, and were rushing towards the place where the sword intent burst out.
In the Yin Palace, Xia Linyuan, who had just taken back the message stone, immediately sensed the sword intent and frowned.
"Damn it, someone has inspired the Sword of Destruction."
As soon as the voice fell, the old wine beggar's figure disappeared into the hall.
The speed was so fast that both Yang Wenjin and Xia Linyuan could not react at all.
I felt like I had just rubbed my body and disappeared.
"This method is comparable to my space shuttle."
Yang Wenjin came to his senses and muttered in a low voice.
"You underestimate your methods too much. I'll go over and take a look. You can go back to Qingyuan to rest first."
"I..."
She just thought about following her and taking a look, but Xia Linyuan directly refused.
"There are so many people over there, so it's not convenient for you to go there."
Now that the movement has been made, there are definitely not many people in the past, and most of them are caused by people from Zhenyang Sect.
I may not say that I will fight again, so it would be inconvenient to take Yang Wenjin over there.
Seeing him say this, Yang Wenjin could only nod regretfully.
"Then be careful and bring this."
She handed the token given by the old wine beggar to Xia Linyuan earlier.
Seeing this token, Xia Linyuan immediately understood what she meant, and a smile appeared on his face, but he did not refuse.
He directly reached out and took it.
"I will be careful, don't worry."
As he said that, he also strode out of the main hall and flew directly outside the city with his sword.
At the same time, there were several powerful auras in the palace, where the sword intent was quickly emitted.
These are some of the ancestors of the Xia family who have been hidden in the world for many years.
Looking at Xia Linyuan who disappeared in the horizon, Yang Wenjin did not stay in the main hall for a long time and returned to Qingyuan directly.
I met Xia Zhu and Qiu Yue halfway.
"You two are guarding outside the door."
Without waiting for the two of them to answer, she closed the door of the room and locked it from inside.
The next moment, she disappeared out of thin air.
She understood just now in the main hall. This time, the ancient ruins left by the masters of immortal cultivation were found near the royal city.
She had only read such places in books before, and had always wanted to see them. Now that she has such an opportunity, she naturally doesn't want to let go.
Although Xia Linyuan did not take her there, she still wanted to go there.
So, I used the space to shuttle away from the royal city and chased after Xia Linyuan's direction that had just disappeared.
But in a moment, she arrived at the place where the Sword of Destruction was located.
At this time, many people had gathered here, almost all of whom were attracted by the sword intent.
Most of them are from the major families of the royal city.
She even said that she met her father Yang Guiyun and two brothers in the crowd.
However, she did not intend to say hello, but hid far away in a place where there was no one, using space to sense and pay attention to the situation here.
With her space in her body, everything inside and outside the woods was clearly reflected in her mind.
There were many people gathered outside the woods, but there were not many people inside the woods.
Soon she found the old wine beggar. At this time, he was squatting alone outside the sword formation light cover and didn't know what he was doing.
Not far from him, there is a wave of immortal cultivators, and there is a familiar face among them.
It was Li Xueyi who was pressed by her to kneel down in the street.
At this moment, Xia Linyuan fell from the sky and fell steadily outside the woods, and her attention immediately shifted.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of many people on the outside.
After a slight silence, there was an uproar immediately.
"His Royal Highness Yin?"
"he..."
"What did I see just now? King Yin came here to control the sword? Isn't he a mid-stage foundation-building cultivation? How can he control the sword?"
"King Yin, you..."
Yang Guiyun walked out of the crowd and stared at Xia Linyuan with a look of shock.
"My father-in-law is here too. This time I was lucky enough to break through the Golden Pill in the sect competition."
"hiss!"
Although there were speculations, hearing him say that he had broken through the golden elixir with his own ears still made everyone present gasp.
How old is he? He is twenty-five or twenty-six?
Is the golden elixir at the age of twenty-five or six?
Do you want to be so genius?
Compared to the surprise of most people, Yang Guiyun was happy.
"King Yin is indeed worthy of being the first genius of my Great Xia. This talent is really beyond words."
"Father-in-law has been awarded."
Xia Linyuan smiled. He had no intention of greeting now. He signaled Yang Guiyun obscurely, and the two of them stepped into the woods.
"Father-in-law, this place is very dangerous. Don't go in later, just stay on the periphery."
"Danger?"
"What's going on here?"
Yang Guiyun asked.
Xia Linyuan did not hide it and told him about the situation of Jiancao Tomb.
"Now there are many strong people who have received the news on the outer side of the formation. There will inevitably be a fight at that time, so you should not mix it up."
When he landed just now, he checked it with his spiritual consciousness.
At this time, in the area close to the formation, there were a total of six groups of people including the old wine beggar.
The cultivation level is not low. There are seven or eight more people from Zhenyang Sect this time, and the minimum cultivation level is all the foundation-building realm, and there is also a master in the Golden Elixir stage.
As for the other batches of people, two batches were just in the late stage of foundation building, and each batch had five or six people.
The rest are like the old wine beggar, acting alone.
He can't see through his cultivation level, and conservatively he is probably at the level of the Golden Pill.
"Okay, I'm just here to watch the fun and won't get in there."
"You guys quit first, I'll find a senior."
Yang Guiyun responded and withdrew from the woods with his two sons.
Xia Linyuan avoided others and soon found the old wine beggar.
"Senior, there are many people here this time. What should we do?"
Hearing this, the old wine beggar stood up and looked coldly at the place where everyone in Zhenyang Sect was.
"This group of things that are not enough to make a fortune, let's go and take care of them with me."
He is very angry now. He originally wanted to make a fortune in silence, and wait until the Taixuan Sect arrives tomorrow.
Take action in secret and take away the things inside without disturbing anyone.
I never thought that the plan was destroyed by the Zhenyang Sect just as it started.
Now that he has attracted so many people, although his strength does not have to be afraid of anything, there will be some trouble.
If you feel unhappy, you have to find someone to vent.
"good."
Xia Linyuan was very happy to clean up the Zhenyang Gate.
Li Xueyi jumped in front of him, thinking about dealing with the ancient ruins, and going to settle the score with him.
Now that things have become like this, let’s settle the accounts first and deal with the ancient ruins.
Yang Wenjin, who had been secretly paying attention to them, couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them going to settle the score with Zhenyangmen.
At this moment, the old wine beggar had already rushed to the seat where everyone in Zhenyang Sect was.
"Who!"
Elder Liu, who was accompanying Zhenyang Gate this time, immediately noticed the movement.
"Pump your people."
Before the few people could react, there was a flash in front of them.
Slap sex!
Chapter completed!