Qin Yun looked at the visitor and said that these people were half simple, mud-yellow clothes, and they looked quite old. The evil spirits were condensed between their eyebrows. I don’t know how many people they had to kill to condense such heavy evil spirits. After counting, there was only Yishui map, which looked like an ordinary female cultivator’s belt. However, there was a hint of surprise on his face and he smiled and said, “I found it, and it was indeed a treasure that only a cultivator could have. I didn’t expect that this female cultivator would have it. It must be a gift from her elders. In this way, with the storage belt, there would definitely be no important things in the storage bag. If it were him, he would definitely put valuable things in the storage belt to avoid being snatched.

Qin Yun probably didn't expect that a female cultivator in the Wind-Rewarding Stage would have a rare storage belt for a low-level monk. This belt is not as good as his ring, but it is also extremely rare. Kong Se was so happy that he penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the storage belt, trying to erase a wisp of divine thought on the belt. He remembered that the strange phenomenon suddenly arose, and a powerful divine thought burst out from the storage belt.

"Who killed my granddaughter?" An old voice sounded out of thin air, and a black figure gradually appeared on the top of Kongse's head. "It turned out that it was you bald donkey, who dared to kill my granddaughter outside Xizhou. I want to detain your soul, and boil the oil on your body into lamp oil. Use your head as a lamp to refine your own soul, so that you will never be reborn."

The black figure was not clear, and even his facial features were not clear. Kongse knew something bad when he heard the sound. He cursed himself in his heart for being careful. When he got the storage bag, he did not investigate carefully. He touched the restriction inside and actually made people come to him. The most hateful thing was that he took the blame for Qin Yun. He didn't kill him, but he looked for revenge.

But he was holding the storage belt of the deceased in his hand, and the deceased was stripped of nothing by himself, saying that he was not killed by him, and that he was just here to remove the body, which would make the old man let him go? Well, Kongse put away this idea and cursed Qin Yun thousands of times in his heart.

Since he was unable to argue, Kongse no longer wasted his lips and tongue, and he retreated quickly. Although the old man in the air was a projection, his true body was definitely a powerful existence and was not something he could deal with. The only way was to escape. As soon as time came, the projection of the powerful disappeared, his life would be preserved.

Dragging his thin body, Kongse turned into a shadow and fled quickly. Before leaving, he did not forget to put the storage belt into his sleeve. His sleeves had a different world, which was also extremely rare in Xizhou. It was called the Sumeru Bag, which can be big or small. The Sumeru Bag was engraved with complex restrictions, which could occasionally block the spiritual consciousness of the monks. Therefore, Kongse was not afraid that the old man would find himself with the storage belt.

The old man in the air wanted to catch Kongse, understand the causes and consequences of the matter, and then kill him. However, Kongse's cultivation was not high and his escape technique was extremely strong, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. He shouted angrily, and the black shadow rushed towards Kongse's escape, taking a thousand miles in one step, shrinking into an inch, and all the powerful powers who mastered the laws of space could be used, which was also incomparable to the monks.

The old man behind the Kongseed magic trick moved rapidly in the direction he was in, frightened to the point where he was, and his feet were so fast that he couldn't help but speed up a little. However, his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Wind Control, and it was impossible to compare with the power of the law. No matter how fast the speed was at his feet, a thousand miles would be a thousand miles. He had to move forward step by step. No matter how powerful he was, he would not. He would cultivate the law of space to an extremely high level. A thousand miles would be an inch, and a few thousand miles would be reached in one step. How can he compare?

"Die." The black shadow in the sky stretched out a big hand and fell ruthlessly. The monk Kongse had no time to hide. He was hit by the black shadow's palm on his back, and the blood spitted out. He flew hundreds of feet away before he fell to the ground. He barely stopped. After taking one of the palms, the old man in the black shadow thought that the monk Kongse had no way to survive. He secretly hated that he had taken too ruthlessly and died without letting Kongse's hands suffer too much. He was a good deal.

But who knew that the Kongse monk who fell to the ground suddenly sank into the ground and disappeared. The old man from the black shadow never expected that Kongse was not dead yet. He used the earth escape technique to sink into the ground and must master the invisible earth or possess the earth-based escape magic weapon. But he was not both. In anger, the energy of heaven and earth continued to condense under his control, and huge explosions were heard in the Duantian Mountains, but after only a moment, the huge sound stopped.

Monk Kongse kept shuttled underground, holding a yellow bead in his hand, thinking to himself that if it weren't for this earth spirit bead, it would have been not so easy to escape today. The earth spirit bead and the clothes on him were found in a cave, which was the cave of an ancient monk. After Kongse found the cave, he carefully searched the entire cave several times, and found only this earth spirit bead and Houtu treasure robes on his body, which was worth it. At this moment, if it weren't for the treasure robes on his body, he would have died of life after being beaten by the old shadow man. If it weren't for the old shadow man's palm, he wouldn't have escaped from the old shadow man's hands. It was really a matter of time.

The rumbling sounds from the ground made him frightened, but for more than why, the rumbling sound suddenly stopped. What Kongse didn't know was that after the old man of black shadow found Kongse running away, he angrily bombarded the ground along the mountains, trying to drive Kongse out, but he forgot that this was the Duantian Mountains, eight dangerous places, and everything in the Duantian Mountains could be fatal. When the old man of black shadow bombarded the ground, he flew from a distance to count the sword lights. Looking closely at these flying swords, people would be surprised that there were no monks on these flying swords, as if these flying swords were automatically flying out without the control of their masters.

Swish swish swish swish, three flying swords came first, and the old man in black shadow stared at these flying swords in horror, and a mysterious force dragged them into the air. "Sword Spirit!" The old man in black shadow thought of the legend in the Duantian Mountains. After those ancient divine weapons survived, the spirit of the weapon possessed its own spiritual consciousness. Over time, it escaped from the shackles of the divine weapons and controlled the magic weapons. These spirits were called free spirits, and the sword spirit was the spirit of the weapon that escaped from the sword.

Which of the remaining divine weapons in the Duantian Mountains is not a powerful existence? Over the past tens of millions of years, these spirits have not only not died, but have become more and more powerful. No one knows which one is the most powerful spirit in the mountains. Some people speculate that there may be spirits of immortals, and some people also speculate that there may be more than one such spirit.

The old man with black shadow looked at the three flying swords floating in front of him and hundreds of divine weapons flying from afar, and couldn't help but laugh. He forgot that this was the Duantian Mountains. If there was no great fortune, these spirits would attack him mercilessly.

Pupu puff puff, there was no chance, the black shadow was penetrated by three flying swords and disappeared in the air. At the same time, the distant Tianzhou, known as the strongest state among the eight states, is always afraid of being in a row. Among them, the three religions of heaven, earth and man are the leaders, and there are several unknown holy places. In addition, the Xuanming Sect is the most powerful. At the moment the black shadow dissipates, an elder in the Xuanming Sect suddenly spits out a mouthful of blood, with a dull expression, as if he was seriously injured.

After adjusting his breath for a while, the old man's expression improved slightly, so he recruited a disciple and handed a jade slip to his disciple, and ordered: "I'll find a way to notify your senior brother, and he said that his junior sister was killed. As for what to do in the future, he knew what to do."

The disciple was shocked when he heard that his junior sister was killed, but he didn't dare to say anything. He carefully retreated, turned into a stream of light, and headed straight for the Duantian Mountains in Mizhou.
Chapter completed!