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Chapter Ninety Two Ancient Cang?

Han Yu, a scattered man.

This person was taught martial arts by an old man when he was young, and he was able to practice. He was less than fifty years old and had passed the third level of heaven, reached the middle three days, and exceeded the limit of his human body. He was already at the level of superiors.

The rumored practices he practiced were quite high-level, enough for him to practice to the level of the real person.

His Taoist art is quite fierce, especially famous for a strange art.

Once this technique hurts people, even if they do not die on the spot, it will be like a cervix attached to the bone, which will be difficult to remove and gradually erode the bones and flesh, which is even more toxic than severe.

Once injured by this technique, you will undoubtedly die.

At least now, as everyone knows, there are almost no one who can survive after receiving this Taoist technique on the surface.

It seems that Chen Xing was powerless even if he had the secret technique of self-rescue.

"Han...Han Yu..."

Seeing that before he finished speaking, Kiyohara had already weak breath and was almost cut off, she poured out the pill, pressed the iron rod on his jaw, opened his mouth, bending his fingers, and put the pill into his mouth.

Chen Xing's dim eyes lit up a little again.

However, he had already taken a pill and stolen his life.

Now that you take another pill, the effectiveness is not as good as before, and the time-consuming effect of extending your life has been reduced a lot.

Chen Xing knew this and it was difficult to persevere, so he told a long story short.

...

"Han Yu arrested several monks, and it is said to be trying to find the way for him."

Chen Xing said in a weak tone, "I have two fellow Taoists who have been captured by him. I escaped by myself and got him into a Taoist technique."

Qingyuan frowned and said, "Han Yu arrested people, are you going to explore the way for him?"

"It's not only Han Yu..." Chen Xing's breathing was a little short and said, "Before I met Han Yu, I heard that the Sun family and the Qiling Sect... were also secretly capturing the cultivators..."

Qingyuan felt a little scared in her heart, and she was inexplicably frightened, and asked, "Which direction?"

Chen Xing whispered: "Southeast."

Qingyuan's eyes narrowed and his pupils shrank.

The southeast direction is exactly where he is going.

Got a detour next?

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered an extremely shocking possibility.

Could it be that the arrangement of Guangyuan Ancient Heavenly Lord was discovered?

He took a breath and wanted to ask where the place was roughly located and how far it was, and then speculate. However, when he looked up, Chen Xing had already lost his life at the moment when he was lost.

Qingyuan breathed out, pulled the vines beside him, and covered the tree hole.

...

There is a classic in Chen Xing's cloth bag, which should be the practice of the Chen family. As for the secret technique, it should also be in this classic.

In addition, except for the bottle of elixir, the rest are some seeds such as flowers, plants, trees, etc., and I don’t know what their purpose is.

Judging from some traces in the cloth bag, there should have been many things, probably consumed by Chen Xing.

Qingyuan collected the cloth bag, didn't read it much, and ignored the classic.

He was already a little panicked.

Has the arrangement of Guangyuan Ancient Heavenly Lord been discovered?

It is because of the arrangement of the Heavenly Lord that it is difficult to move forward. Do you want to capture others to explore the way?

On the map obtained by Qingyuan, he was probably clear about the direction of the outer terrain, so he had this kind of guess.

"Sun Family? Seven Spirit Sect? Han Yu?"

He was confused and had many thoughts. In the end, he used the June Impurity View to clear the distracting thoughts in his mind and then he returned to peace.

But my mood calmed down, but the obstacles to the future are still there.

A cultivator of the three heavens.

The master of the fourth level of heaven.

There seems to be more than one?

"Is it really discovered by someone?"

Kiyohara took a deep breath.

If this is true, he would take away the treasure along the way, which was no less than a mantis armed mantis chariot.

"Do you want to let the treasure be taken away?"

Qingyuan stood there, holding the iron rod tightly. Unconsciously, red light flashed on the iron rod, and the power of thunder continued to flow, like magma.

With his current roots and bones, he may be able to practice for three days before the disasters in his body occur and achieve the highest level of human realm.

But the other party was the master of Zhong Santian, and the road to cultivation was far ahead. If you get the treasure of Guangyuan Ancient Heavenly Lord, you will never stand still.

"Hope is not the worst guess..."

Just as I thought so, something suddenly came.

And gradually approaching.

Qingyuan turned his head and looked at it.

It was the two masters who kept fighting, and the movement had already reached this place.

"Why are you coming to this side?"

When Kiyohara had just avoided the two masters fighting, she did not retreat, but walked sideways. The direction of the movement of these two masters would not affect this.

However, the two tried their best to fight, but did not deliberately lead the other party to a certain place, so the direction of the deviation was not fixed, but continued to change with the changes and dangers of the fight.

At this time, the direction of the two masters' struggle was exactly this side.

Qingyuan held the cloth bag in his hand. Before he could put it away, he held the iron rod in one hand and ran forward to avoid the fight between the two masters.

"Who are these two masters?"

"It is impossible that it is Shouzhengdao Sect and Huanhua Pavilion, so there are only Sun Family, Qiling Sect, and three scattered people."

Leaving far away, Qingyuan looked back and saw that the aftermath of the two masters' fighting had already affected Chen Xing's place.

The trees that buried Chen Xing turned into fine wood chips, and Chen Xing inside had been dyed with countless wood chips red, and the bones remained.

The battle between gods and immortals, and mortals suffer disasters.

This is just a battle between the masters, not a god.

...

Qingyuan was far away from the master's fighting range, but according to what he had just seen, although these two masters were roughly equal in size, after fighting for so long, one of them was already weak. In a short time, the winner would be decided.

It has nothing to do with him who wins and loses.

Qingyuan is worried about the treasure at the moment.

I walked along the way and went to the place where the treasures were on the map, but my steps had slowed down and I couldn't help but think.

Just then, a buzzing sound was heard.

The land under my feet trembled.

The response to the turbulence in the mountains was very dull, like the sound of thunder, or as if the rocks were rolling down.

Qingyuan's expression changed slightly, and a thought arose in his mind. The direction of the two masters' fighting was shifting, wouldn't they come here?

He jumped up to the treetops and watched around, but he did not see any movement from the two masters.

At this time, the momentary movement came out again, from the west side.

Qingyuan looked to the west.

There is a valley on the west side.

Movement came from the other end of the valley.

The sound echoed in the valley and continued.

"Take it!"

"Steal its back path!"

"Forcing into the valley!"

There was a sound and shouting, quite familiar.

It was the four Taoist practitioners who discussed how to surround and kill monsters in the cave before and obtained divine thunder, including Fan, Guo, Xu, and Feng.

There was another voice, roaring and murderous intent, as if it were a tiger or a wolf, looking extremely dull and spreading from all directions.
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