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Four or five months later.

A vast undulating barren mountain came into Lu Changan's field of vision.

According to the map mark in the jade tube, he is now less than a thousand miles away from Huanglong Immortal City.

Along the way, Lu Changan kept his speed neither too fast nor too slow, so as to save the consumption of mana and spiritual consciousness.

Naturally, it is incomparable to the long-distance flight and the extremely fast escape with the monks.

Flying at truly extremely high speeds consumes so much energy that a Qi-refining monk can't even hold on for half an hour.

The speed of the two is at least several times different.

Flying a few hundred miles further, a fairy city in the mountains appeared, like a wild beast hidden in the mist.

At this time, in the deserted mountains and tombs, monks were occasionally seen flying by.

Most of these monks are in the middle and late stages of Qi refining, with sharp eyes and alert faces.

Some monks exuded evil spirits, and they had obviously taken many lives, or had been killed in the Black Mist Mountains.

"I heard that the atmosphere in Huanglong Fairy City is strong, and the quality of the monks is indeed much higher."

Lu Changan thought to himself.

Um?

At this time, Lu Changan suddenly sensed the fluctuation of Dou Fa.

Among the hills a few miles away.

Several monks were fighting, hidden by a simple formation.

If it weren't for Lu Changan's powerful spiritual consciousness, he wouldn't have been able to detect it easily.

"Kill them all!"

On one side were two men in the late stage of Qi refining, one tall and one fat, wearing bone masks, killing wantonly.

The three monks on the other side seemed to be a family of three.

A middle-aged couple with a teenager.

"Yingmei, I'm blocking them, you take Cheng'er and run away!"

The middle-aged man was at the seventh level of Qi refining. He was hoarse and exhausted. He had several injuries on his body. The spiritual light of his magic weapon was dim, leaving many gaps.

The wife is thirty-six or seventeen years old, has a plump body, and is at the fifth level of Qi cultivation; the son is sixteen or seventeen years old, and is at the third level of Qi cultivation.

The tall masked man, who was at the eighth level of Qi refining, controlled a pair of magic weapons, scimitars, and forced the middle-aged husband into danger and was seriously injured.

"Tsk, tsk, beautiful woman! Although you are older, your skin is tender and tender, and your butt is not small. If you are willing to bend your knees and be captured, and serve you well, I will consider sparing your life."

The obese masked man, with a seventh level of Qi refining, controlled a mid-level magic weapon, a sledgehammer, and broke the beautiful woman's remaining talisman shield.

"You bastard, move faster! Stop giving me sperm."

The tall masked man at the eighth level of Qi Refining scolded dissatisfied.

"Okay, third brother!"

The obese masked man showed a little regret and used all his magic power to smash the beautiful woman's head to pieces with a sledgehammer.

Amidst the screams, the beautiful woman and the boy were hammered to death one after another.

"Yingmei, Cheng'er!"

The middle-aged husband's eyes were red and he let out a desperate roar before he died.

"If you dare to kill people and seize treasures near Huanglong Fairy City, one day..."

A family of three died.

Even if Lu Changan wanted to save him, it was already too late.

He sighed secretly, having no intention of avenging others or eradicating violence.

"Haha! What does it mean to kill people and seize treasures? We have even attacked and killed the disciples of Jinyun Valley!"

Just as he was about to fly away, he heard the unbridled laughter of the fat masked man.

Lu Changan felt relieved and the flying boat stopped.

"Boy! What are you looking at?"
Chapter completed!