After driving for a few hours, Song Yiming and his car entered the plateau area.

This plateau has always been regarded as a mysterious existence by the outside world.

The reason why it is said to be mysterious is because there are various legends in this plateau area.

Of course, most of them are done to attract tourists from other places, or some tantric sects do it to consolidate their status.

But there are also some that have been passed down for hundreds of years. ??

For example, the legend of the ancient city of Loulan originated from this plateau.

It is said that the ancient city of Lanlou is located at the end of the plateau, on the border with neighboring countries.

It was once a place known as a holy place.

But for some unknown reason, the ancient city of Loulan later disappeared.

So far, no one has found the ancient city of Loulan.

After that, we drove for another hour.

The car drove into a sparsely populated town.

This town is the only way to go to Tianzang Tantric Sect.

"Miss, you go find a place to rest first, and I'll refuel. There will be no place to refuel after this."

Uncle Shu said to Lan Ziyan.

"Then it's troublesome, Uncle Shu."

Lan Ziyan nodded.

By this time, it was already noon, so the three of them found a small restaurant in the town to eat and ordered some local delicacies.

There were not many people in the store, so after the boss served local specialties, he asked, "Are you three here for a trip? Where are you planning to go?"

"We were just strolling around..."

Lan Ziyan responded cautiously.

"There are not many people traveling here at this time of year, but in the past two days, some Tantric people have come to the town. I heard that they are going to attend some Tantric conference of Tianzang Tantric Sect..."

The boss started chatting.

While he was talking, the bell at the door suddenly rang, and seven or eight men wearing tantric attire walked in.

"Boss, give us something to eat quickly, we have to go on our way..."

one of

A bald man with copper rings on his ears and nose touched his head and shouted.

The aura on his body is not weak, he should be considered a master of Tantric Buddhism.

The boss hurriedly got up and went to greet me.

"They seem to be members of the Ghost Luo Tantric Sect..."

"But, it's just a little tantra!"

Lan Ziyan looked at it for a few times and then whispered.

At this time, those people from the Guiluo Tantric Sect also noticed Song Yiming and the others, especially Liu Ziqing and Liu Ziqing, who were extremely beautiful, and showed a look of obsession.

At this time, the big bald man walked up in a swaggering manner.

As if he had never seen the world, he asked seductively, "Two beauties, are you here for a trip..."

"Is there a problem?"

Lan Ziyan asked deliberately.

"I see you are new here, so you definitely don't understand the rules here."

"But, it doesn't matter, I can cover you..."

"You guys will ride with us later and I will show you the world..."

The bald man found an excuse and said.

The lust in those eyes was clearly evident.

"Sorry, we are together."

Lan Ziyan shook her head and glanced at Song Yiming.

"This kind of pretty boy looks good but is useless. If you follow him, you will definitely be in trouble."

"From now on, it will be a no man's land. If beauties like you encounter any danger, the sky will not respond and the earth will not work..."

The big bald head said deliberately to scare.

"That's also our own business, please go back!"

Lan Ziyan snorted coldly.

"Beauty is really tough-talking, so why not let you see our strength."

The bald man smiled coldly, and suddenly a hand turned into a claw and grabbed Song Yiming's neck.

Obviously, he wanted to show his power in front of Lan Ziyan and the others.

But he picked the wrong opponent.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a chopstick suddenly penetrated the big man's palm, causing blood to flow instantly.

"you……"

The bald man hurriedly covered his hands and took a step back. He didn't expect Song Yiming to have such strength.

Seeing this, other members of the Guiluo Tantric Sect stood up and stepped forward, surrounding Song Yiming and the other three.

"You are so bold, you dare to hurt even our Hall Master Ba..."

"Hurry up and apologize, and then let these two beauties accompany our hall master..." ??

These people from the Guiluo Tantric Sect relied on the strength of their numbers and shouted in a pretentious manner.

"If you are sensible, get out of here right away, otherwise, you won't have a chance later."

Liu Ziqing kindly reminded me.

Because she knew that if these Guiluo Tantric people angered Song Yiming now, it would be tantamount to sending them to death.

Song Yiming is no longer the person he used to be who liked to exercise restraint and take the overall situation into consideration. Instead, he is an emotionally unstable Dragon God!

"Beauty, do you look down on us?"

Hall Master Ba said with a dark face.

"Don't say you don't like it, you don't even have to look at it..."

Lan Ziyan immediately agreed.

"Damn it, I'm going to let you see the methods of my Guiluo Tantric Sect today..."

Hall Master Ba's expression was twisted in anger and his eyebrows twitched.

He immediately used his other hand to pull out a scimitar from his waist. The sword shook with force and slashed directly into the air towards Song Yiming's head.

As expected, Song Yiming didn't even look at it. He just stretched out a finger and blocked the blade of the scimitar impartially.

Those people from the Gui Luo Tantric Sect were dumbfounded and thought, how could these fingers be harder than a knife? Could it not be a real hand?

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Immediately afterwards, Song Yiming flicked his fingers, and the scimitar suddenly screamed in the air, which was extremely harsh.

The next moment, as if controlled by a force, it flew out of Hall Master Ba's hand, and drew an arc across the face of Hall Master Ba impartially.

"ah!"

With a scream, Hall Master Ba's face was covered with blood, and in the center of his face, a bloodstain streaked from left to right, looking hideous and terrifying.

"If you don't get out, the next knife will be your head."

Song Yiming spoke slowly.

The sight of the bloody knife also made his eyes become cold, and the blood began to burn again.

But there was a huge coercion in his words. Hall Master Naba was so frightened that his legs trembled and his pants even got wet.

"Boy, just wait, this matter is not over yet..."

Hall Master Ba covered his face and walked away angrily.

After all, this face can't be lost like this,

Those from the Gui Luo Tantric Sect could only follow closely behind.

"Little brother, listen to my advice and leave as soon as possible. You can't afford to offend these Tantric people.'

The boss hurriedly stepped forward to remind him.

"Don't worry, if they dare to come, we will bear all the losses."

Liu Ziqing also took the initiative to say.

The boss stopped urging, but there was also a hint of panic in his heart.

After Song Yiming and others finished eating, Hall Master Naba showed up again without anyone.

I guess I just gave in and became a grandson.

After that, Song Yiming and the others went to meet Uncle Shu and continued on their way.

Although we saw some self-driving cars along the way, they were few and far between.

After all, this season is not suitable for self-driving travel.

As the terrain goes deeper, the temperature gets lower and lower, and it gradually becomes colder.
Chapter completed!