The purple sword light was still struggling in Wu Jin's palm.

Mars flew everywhere, and the sword light shook from head to tail, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The torn girl looked at Wu Jin blankly, and a group of young men and women stared at Wu Jin blankly.

Wu Jin tried his best to ease his knotted facial muscles and showed a gentle smile that he thought was about to be.

A scream came, and the two youngest girls raised their hands at the same time, and saw a large rain of light burst out like fireworks. In the rain, a silver lock, and a golden hairpin turned into light and flew out at the same time. The silver lock hit Wu Jin's face, and the golden hairpin pierced his left eye.

Wu Jin sighed.

It's the same again.

Unfortunately, there is no mirror, otherwise he would have wanted to see it. Is he really scary now?

The silver lock hit Wu Jin's nose bone heavily, and his nose bone was still motionless, but his skin and flesh swayed twice like water waves.

The golden hairpin that rushed towards him also accurately hit Wu Jin's left eye.

Wu Jin blinked subconsciously, and the golden hairpin stabbed Wu Jin's eyes. With a crisp sound, the golden hairpin splashed a few sparks. Wu Jin's eyes were not damaged at all, and his eyelids pressed down. As soon as he pressed his upper and lower eyelids, he heard a crisp sound.

The eyelids were like guillotines, and the golden hairpin was cut into two pieces.

The two girls were stunned.

The girl who released the silver lock hurriedly recalled her baby, and she was so heartbroken that she kept touching her hands.

The girl who shot out the golden hairpin shook her body, and two lines of blood oozed out from her nostrils, dripping onto the ground.

Wu Jin looked at the two pieces of golden hairpins falling to the ground with a little embarrassed look, and spread his hands helplessly: "Sorry, I didn't mean it... Well, when a little bug flew in front of your eyes, you always have to blink, right?"

After laughing dryly, Wu Jin said in a deep voice: "I just want to ask, do you know the road to Kunlun Ruins?"

The two young men and women looked at each other. The two groups of people who were originally tense and could start a war at any time suddenly merged inward and quickly gathered into a group. Two young men with obviously highest status walked up, gritted their teeth, and looked at Wu Jin with a trembling legs.

"At the bottom, Xun Mo of Xun Family in the Three Rivers... Xun You, the head of the Xun Family in the Three Rivers, is my great-grandfather." A young man with a tall figure and a temperament like a dragon gritted his teeth and reported his origin to Wu Jin fiercely.

"In the lower Bai Wushuang, Bai Zhan, the lord of Wu'an City in Wu'an, is my grandfather." Another young man who was slightly shorter, but much thicker, and had a murderous aura around him, also reported his origin.

Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo, then Bai Wushuang, shook his head: "The problem is, I have never heard of it... I have never heard of the Sanhe Realm and Wu'an Realm. I am Wu Jin, and I want to know how to get to the Kunlun Ruins... Don't you know?"

Wu Jin frowned and his smile calmed down on his big face.

When he didn't frown, he was already scary with a smile on his face.

He frowned, his muscles wriggled, and he suddenly became even more ferocious than the scepter on the shield of his shield. Over the days, the murderous aura he had developed in hundreds of battles in the ancestral land of the Wa clan couldn't help but spread.

The evil spirit rushes into a substantial wind and covers a group of young men and women.

Several girls groaned, and were unable to stand firmly by the evil aura. They looked bleak and their faces were backwards. Two girls even shook their bodies and fell to the ground in a mess.

Those young men were a little better. They had the courage to participate in the trial of the ancestral land of the Wa clan with a very high mortality rate. They were all determined. Faced with the evil aura emitted by Wu Jin unconsciously, although they were upset, they stood up straight after all.

"This guy must be a monster that has been conceived and bred from the ancestral land of the Wa clan for many years... not a human." Bai Wushuang shouted sternly: "He has a profound and unfathomable strength, so he can only fight to the death!"

With a loud roar, Bai Wushuang pulled out the sword from her waist.

Wearing heavy armor, he made great strides and launched a charge towards Wu Jin, who was more than seven times taller than him.

A ball of white evil aura appeared behind Bai Wushuang. Bai Wushuang's hissing sounded, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and pierced Wu Jin's ankle. Behind him, a white tiger's head faintly appeared in the white aura.

Wu Jin raised the square wooden shield in his left hand and paused heavily in front of him.

The wooden shield was like a city wall, blocking Bai Wushuang.

Bai Wushuang's whole body was connected with the sword in his hand, and the man and the sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed quickly. The sword light was sharp and fierce, and it pierced heavily on the wooden shield of Damish.

With a loud bang, the sword broke, and Bai Wushuang hit the wooden shield and bounced back like a ball.

His arms broke into seven or eight pieces on the shield. He used too much force and charged too fast, he vomited blood in big mouthfuls. Before he could land in mid-air, he fainted from the pain.

Xun Mo looked at Bai Wushuang, who rebounded back and landed heavily at his feet, suddenly laughed: "I said, you are just a brainless bully... Your Bai family in Wu'an City is just domineering on their own territory. If you leave the Wu'an Domain, you will definitely suffer a loss."

Taking advantage of the ridicule of Bai Wushuang, he barely suppressed the fear and tension brought by Wu Jin's evil aura. Xun Mo took a deep breath and bowed to Wu Jin: "Wu Jin...Senior..."

"I'm still young, not necessarily much older than you." Wu Jin frowned, his face becoming more and more unpleasant: "I dare not take it as the word "Senior". I just want to ask, do you know how to get to the ruins of Kunlun? If you don't know, don't waste my time."

Wu Jin was a little impatient.

Are these men and women having brain problems?

As soon as they meet, they shout and kill, and they even put out swords to attack themselves. They also smashed themselves with silver locks, and stabbed themselves with golden hairpins?

Isn't it just a way to ask?

Why do you do so many tricks?

Especially this Bai Wushuang, he thought what happened to him. But this guy was so stupid that he hit his head on his shield. Can he blame him?

Wu Jin was impatient, so the blood and energy flowing in his body became faster and faster. His body is now more than ten meters high, and the blood and energy in his body are surging like a big river. When the blood and energy rush, there is a faint thunder sound in his body.

The surrounding earth was inexplicably shaking.

Even the surrounding gravity field became irritable and uneasy as Wu Jin's mood fluctuated.

A dark cloud appeared above his head for no reason, and hissing sounds continued in the dark clouds. At first, only small lightning flashed, and soon long green lightnings continued to roll, and the thunder sounded roared all over the field.

Such a mighty...

Xun Mo felt despair.

He looked down on Bai Wushuang's reckless and warlike behavior, but as a scholar, there were too many twists and turns in his mind.

In Xun Mo's hands, there were just a few clues to the legendary Kunlun Ruins... However, there was an extremely precious magical artifact and magic medicine in the Kunlun Ruins. This clue was too precious and he couldn't bear to take it out.

So, he hesitated.

He was surreptitious. Did Wu Jin know that he knew this clue, so he came to him specifically, or did he really find his own way?

Soon, Xun Mo eliminated the possibility that everything was a coincidence.

How is it possible? The ancestral land of the Wa clan is vast and boundless. Every time, although the Wa clan starts a sacrificial ceremony, many people are sent in to explore the ancestral land of the Wa clan, many big families will also regard the opening of the ancestral land of the Wa clan as an opportunity for a large-scale trial for their children...

However, the number of trialists sent in each time is still too rare compared to the huge ancestral land of the Wa clan.

In the ancestral land of the Wa clan, it is normal to not meet a living person for three or five months.

A person suddenly emerged and asked himself how to go to Kunlun Ruins. No matter how you look at it, it was abnormal.

Xun Mo hesitated for a moment, he took a deep breath and sneered at Wu Jin: "Senior Wu Jin... Do you know that my Xun family is not easy to provoke. What I, Xun family is best at is the divination technique of heavenly secrets. If you dare to attack my Xun family, no matter you..."

Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo with a proud look on his face, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water.

It was like a waterfall, and Xun Mo whined with a mouthful of water, and more than a dozen of them rolled on the ground.

Xun Mo, who was wet, screamed strangely. He jumped up and pointed at Wu Jin and said angrily: "Sir can be killed but not humiliated... Wu Jin, you are too much!"

Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo for no reason.

This guy... has a brain problem.

He stood up slowly, Wu Jin said in a muffled voice: "Since you..."

Xun Mo's brain reacted very quickly. Without waiting for Wu Jin to finish his words, he took up his brainstorming words: "Since we are unwilling to tell the clues to the ruins of Kunlun, are you going to kill people? Ha, I can tell you clearly that Xun Mo, I do know some clues about the ruins of Kunlun... But why should I tell you?"

Xun Mo held his head up and his chest with his hands behind him, showing a mighty and unyielding look.

"The wise men said that wealth and honor cannot be lustful, and mighty cannot be betrayed. This is called a real man... Xun Mo is not talented, but he is also a bit proud. Don't want to use violence to get any news from me."

Wu Jin was ready to leave with his shield and axe.

Hearing Xun Mo's words, Wu Jin, who had already accumulated strength to jump away, squatted down again.

Staring at Xun Mo, Wu Jin grinned: "Actually, I really don't know. You know how to go to Kunlun Ruins... After all, the ancestral land of the Wa clan is so big, I don't expect to say that I will definitely meet someone who knows the route."

"Hey, you said, is this my luck or your luck?" Wu Jin smiled cheerfully.

Just as a gust of wind blew.

Xun Mo was in a mess in the wind, and he stared at Wu Jin blankly: "Don't you know, I know?"

Wu Jin looked at Xun Mo with a simple heart and smiled: "I really don't know you know."

Several companions around Xun Mo looked at Xun Mo with idiot eyes at the same time.

The young men and women around Bai Wushuang laughed sarcastically at the same time.

Both sides have old grievances, so after meeting the ancestral land of the Wa clan, Bai Wushuang brought his companions to Xun Mo and his group of people, preparing to resolve some old grievances here.

Seeing Xun Mo appearing ugly, among Bai Wushuang's companions, a young man stood up: "Master Wu Jin, we are not from the same group as Xun Mo. We came to the ancestral land of the Wa clan to collect some rare metal ores as much as possible to cast magic weapons to kill... We have no extravagant expectations for Kunlun ruins."

Wu Jin understood what the young man meant.

He took out a handful of high-level rare Yuan grass from the huge beast-face belt and threw it on Bai Wushuang.

"You go... There is no grievance or grudge. I just misunderstanding before. Take Bai Wushuang away. He is very hurt. These Yuancao can cure him." Wu Jin waved his hand generously: "The extra ones are even the gifts I give you, anyway, I have dug a lot of these bark and grass roots these days."

Bai Wushuang's group of companions looked at the Yuancao thrown out by Wu Jin, and their eyes almost spit out green light.

What a good luck this is to collect so many top-quality Yuancao?

The Yuancao thrown out by Wu Jin is almost all first-grade and second-grade top-grade products, especially the high-quality heat, at least for years more than a thousand years.

Compared to these top-quality Yuancao, Bai Wushuang's broken arms and the broken sword are really worth nothing.
To be continued...