"Master, it's been three hundred years. Where have you been during these three hundred years?"
The Yuanying old man of the Zhengyuan Sword Sect, who called himself Zhuo Qinghou, immediately asked respectfully after arriving in front of the old beggar.
The old beggar who was sitting on the ground was picking his ears and rolling his eyes at Zhuo Qinghou, "Where else can we go? Look for something like that!"
"Master is still looking for the sword..."
Before he could say anything, the old beggar suddenly glared at him.
This Zhengyuan Sword Sect, one of the four peaks, the leader of Ziyun Peak, immediately did not dare to say another word.
The old beggar, on the other hand, raised his eyes and looked at the vastness and said, "Damn it! That crap is really hard to find!"
"I've searched almost the entire southern region! Unfortunately, there's still no news!" ??
"So I thought that the treasure should still be left in the ancient battlefield outside the territory five hundred years ago."
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Qinghou said, "But, Master, haven't you entered the ancient battlefield outside the territory before and looked for it?"
"I didn't look carefully last time!"
"Besides, there are too many restrictions in the ancient battlefield outside the territory. It's really troublesome to find that treasure!"
The old beggar muttered.
"Master, with your cultivation level, wouldn't it be easy to break the restrictions inside?"
The old beggar rolled his eyes at Zhuo Qinghou when he went up.
"Nonsense! If I took action, wouldn't the barrier of the ancient battlefield outside the territory be destroyed long ago? How could it still be preserved until now?"
Zhuo Qinghou was shocked and said, "Yes!"
"Xiao Zhuozi, let me ask you, who did the Sword Sect send this time?" the old beggar asked.
Zhuo Qinghou replied respectfully, "Replying to Master, we are the only ones sending disciples from Ziyun Peak right now! As for the other three peaks, they have not sent any disciples here because of the decisive battle on Jianshan Mountain that takes place once in a thousand years."
"Tsk tsk! The other three peaks are still that promising."
Having said that, the old beggar continued, "This time, in addition to our Zhengyuan Sword Sect, many people from the other three sects have come!"
"Be careful of the Corpse Sect!"
The old beggar said finally.
Zhuo Qinghou immediately said, "Yes!"
"Okay, it's time to go."
"There are still seven days left, and we are about to enter."
"Hey! It's been five hundred years. I really miss those old friends."
The old beggar stepped forward while feeling embarrassed.
As he stepped out, his figure suddenly disappeared.
When he reappeared, he saw that his people had already arrived in the small town. He continued to wear rags and just found a corner to lie there, like a real old beggar.
…
After Jiang Ning walked around with Yan Hong and others for a while, he immediately returned to the hotel.
As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Jiang Ning immediately looked at the ugly Duanmuping with cold eyes and said, "Have you met your fiancé today?"
Duanmuping bit her cherry lips and did not dare to speak.
"I would like to advise you, it is best not to ask him to save you."
"I said that when I finish my revenge, I will naturally let you go!"
Duanmuping burst into tears.
She has no other choice.
She knew better than anyone else that if she dared to go to the Blood Knife Sect for help now, Jiang Ning would definitely kill her with all his might.
After Jiang Ning said these words, he stopped paying attention to Duanmu Ping in front of him and continued to practice cross-legged.
Opening the ring, Jiang Ning took out a Xuanling Pill and swallowed it. Now he must restore his cultivation to its peak as soon as possible. Only in this way can he cope with the opening of the ancient battlefield outside the territory.
…
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
This day.
Over the town, a figure appeared outside the outer formation.
Looking carefully, this person is none other than Duanmu Heiming, the leader of the Qingming Sect.
His face is gloomy
, and glanced coldly at the town in front of him.
"Then thief, how did his aura escape here?"
"Isn't this the legendary place where ancient formations are opened on extraterrestrial battlefields?"
"Does he want to take advantage of the chaos and enter the ancient battlefield outside the territory?"
Duanmu Heiming glanced at the town again, and at this moment, his face suddenly changed drastically.
Because he has already felt that in this small town, there are dozens of auras stronger than his rising into the sky... and there is also a terrifying Nascent Soul realm among them!
"snort!"
"No matter what, I will kill this thief!"
Duanmu Heiming took a deep breath, suddenly flashed his body, and headed towards the town.
When Hei Ming appeared in the town, he saw many alchemy practitioners and many large sect disciples.
For example, the corpse ghost sect disciple in front with a coffin floating behind him.
There is also the extremely sexy-looking Fairy of the Hidden Moon Sect.
When he saw the disciples of these major sects, Duanmu Heiming took a deep breath again.
These large four-star sects in front of him are not something that his small Qingming Sect can provoke.
Therefore, he could only keep a low profile.
As he was walking, Duanmu Heiming suddenly saw several disciples wearing blood-colored gowns walking out of a large inn.
"Blood Knife Gate?"
When he saw the Blood Knife Gate, Duanmu Heiming's eyes flashed, and he immediately flew over.
"who?"
Several Blood Knife Sect disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage immediately snorted coldly after sensing the approaching aura.
When they turned around and saw Duanmu Heiming appearing behind them, they were stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Huh? It's the Duanmu Sect Master of the Qingming Sect? Duanmu Sect Master, why are you here?"
These Blood Knife Sect disciples obviously all know Duanmu Heiming.
Duanmu Heiming did not say anything about his pursuit of Jiang Ning. He just smiled and said, "I'm just passing by! Excuse me, why are you here?"
"Return
Duanmu Sect Master, we are here following the young master."
"Is Shangguan's nephew here?"
When Duanmu Heiming heard Shangguan Tianyou, his expression showed surprise.
A disciple of the Blood Knife Sect said, "Yes, our young master is resting in the inn."
Duanmu Heiming frowned.
because.
In more than a month, it will be the day of marriage between the Qingming Sect and the Blood Blade Sect. How come Shangguan Tianyou is here?
After thinking about it, Duanmu Heiming said, "Please take me to meet Shangguan's wise nephew!"
"good!"
"Master Duanmu, please come this way!"
Several Xue Daomen led the way, and Duanmu Heiming followed and entered the inn.
Arrive at the superior Jiazi room at the inn.
A disciple of the Blood Knife Sect walked over and knocked on the door.
soon.
Shangguan Tianyou's cold voice came from inside.
"who?"
"Young Master, it's me! Duanmu Sect Master is here and wants to see you!" said the Blood Knife Sect disciple standing at the door.
After Shangguan Tianyou heard Duanmu Heiming, he was slightly surprised, but he still said, "Come in."
The disciple turned to Duanmu Heiming and said, "Master Duanmu, please come in."
Duanmu Heiming glanced at the room and walked in.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw the one sitting cross-legged in the room, Shangguan Tianyou, the number one genius of the Blood Knife Sect.
Shangguan Tianyou, who possesses alchemy cultivation, is unparalleled in his handsomeness.
It's just that because of the "Blood Spirit Technique" he practiced, his whole body was enveloped in a rich blood-colored aura.
"Shangguan's wise nephew."
Duanmu Heiming said immediately after seeing Shangguan Tianyou.
On the other hand, Shangguan Tianyou, who was sitting cross-legged, only raised his eyes slightly when he saw Duanmu Heiming and said, "Master Duanmu, long time no see!"
It can be seen that this genius of the Blood Knife Sect doesn't care at all about Duanmu Heiming.
