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Chapter 1660 Met again

Chapter 1,729

This valley, which looks like the cracked mouth of a giant beast, is winding and is a thousand meters long.

There are many people standing on the edge of the valley now, and those violent spiritual energy are emanating from the valley.

Long Xiaoshan sensed that those violent auras were caused by someone doing something inside. The void aura induced could activate such a large-scale aura. The person who did it was at least a Grand Master level.

Long Xiaoshan stepped up slowly.

He wasn't in a hurry either.

Because there was no divine realm here, he soon reached the edge of the valley. The people standing there were all gathered together, either three to five, seven or eight, or at most ten.

Long Xiaoshan already knew more or less from Scarface's memory that these people must be from one side or another.

Many people saw Long Xiaoshan walking up alone, and looked at him with cold eyes. This time, these forces showed obvious hostility towards Long Xiaoshan, instead of being as calm as when they met on the road.

Several forces close to Long Xiaoshan even directly showed murderous intentions.

"Which sect are you from?" someone shouted.

Long Xiaoshan ignored him.

Looking into the valley, I finally saw clearly that there were figures in the valley, who seemed to be fighting for a luminous treasure there. The aura fluctuations emanating from that thing were obviously spiritual weapons.

The figures all erupted with bursts of terrifying aura, and their strikes were like thunder, causing violent vibrations in the valley and billowing smoke.

Long Xiaoshan can be seen at a glance.

There is no doubt that everyone inside is a great master.

"It turns out they are competing for treasures, no wonder it's so fierce."

Long Xiaoshan curled his lips, golden light flashing in his eyes.

The powerful spiritual thought has already seen that the treasure is a green ruler.

"Low-grade spiritual weapon?"

Long Xiaoshan shook his head, a little bored.

He thought something great was born, but he was quite excited just now. If Long Xiaoshan's thoughts were known to the people present, he would have to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Isn’t a low-grade spiritual weapon too bad?

It's not that Long Xiaoshan really doesn't pay attention to low-grade spiritual weapons, but compared to the rumored relics of Guangchengzi here, a low-grade spiritual weapon obviously makes him less interested.

What's more, with his current strength, he can defeat high-grade spiritual weapons with his bare hands.

Last time in Huashan, Dugu Yun sacrificed the high-grade spiritual weapon Taiyi Divine Sword, but it was all blocked by him. Naturally, he had no feeling for the low-grade spiritual weapon.

Shaking his head, he prepared to leave.

"Boy, they are asking you something."

Seeing that Long Xiaoshan ignored him, the face of the person who had just asked the question darkened and he stopped in front of Long Xiaoshan. Although he was not strong here, they were all brought by elders from the sect, but Long Xiaoshan was just one person.

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Being ignored by Long Xiaoshan, he naturally felt that he had lost face in front of the elders of the sect.

"Why is it you? You're not dead?"

Suddenly another voice sounded.

Long Xiaoshan turned around and found that it was the girl in green whom he had met in the wine shop at the foot of Kunlun Mountain again. She was still standing with the woman in red, but there were more people around her, seven or eight people.

What a coincidence, we met again in the blink of an eye.

However, although Kunlun Mountain is huge, everyone has the same purpose, they are all here for the ruins of the True Immortal, so it is not too unusual to encounter them.

Although this girl's speech is not nice.

However, Long Xiaoshan rarely saw such kind-hearted people in the cultivation world, so he reminded himself several times in the wine shop.

So I still have a certain fondness for her.

He didn't just walk away, he smiled at her.

The girl in green waved to him: "Come here."

"Oh, it turns out that I know people from Xuanbing Pavilion, no wonder he is so arrogant." The man who stopped Long Xiaoshan coldly snorted. He was already ready to take action just now, but he restrained himself when he saw Long Xiaoshan greeting the people from Xuanbing Pavilion.

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After all, there is still fighting below, and everyone above is trying to stay calm, otherwise it will be a sect war, and he does not dare to take this responsibility.

"Xiaoqian, who is he?" An old man next to the girl in green glanced at Long Xiaoshan and asked with a frown.

"Master, you are a friend of mine."

"Xiao Qian." The woman in red on the side said. Of course she knew that Xiao Qian didn't even know the other person's name, so what kind of friend was she?

"Sister Hong." Xiao Qian turned to look at the woman in red, with a look of pleading in her eyes.

Xiao Hong frowned. She knew that Xiao Qian must be soft-hearted. Seeing this boy alone, she was afraid that he would be bullied by other sects, so she deliberately said that they were friends. Obviously, she wanted to use the name of her sect to protect the boy.

This kind of thing, for no reason, offended the people from the Black Tiger Palace who just stopped Long Xiaoshan.

However, seeing Xiao Qian's pleading look, Xiao Hong felt soft and did not expose her after all, saying, "Elder Wu is indeed a friend Xiao Qian just met when he came down the mountain."

In fact, Xiao Hong was a little surprised. She originally thought that Long Xiaoshan was taken away by Scarface and was dead. Unexpectedly, she was not only alive, but also came here. This place cannot be entered except by the Grand Master.

Could this kid be a disciple of some grand master force, but it is also possible. Otherwise, how could this kid take out the Huanglong Pill? But since he is a disciple of the grand master force, how could he not be with the people of his own sect in Death Valley?

, or wandering in alone, it is really audacious.

"Friends? How long have you been down the mountain? How can you make real friends?" the elder surnamed Wu scolded.

"Master." Xiao Qian shook Elder Wu's sleeve.

"Huh, just this once." Elder Wu still loves his youngest disciple to some extent, otherwise he would not have brought only this one among his many disciples.

"Thank you, master."

Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue and waved to Long Xiaoshan: "You idiot, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Come quickly."

Long Xiaoshan smiled faintly and shook his head: "Forget it."

Although it was relatively far away from Xuanbing Pavilion, he heard what Elder Wu and others were saying just now, and he had no intention of trying to warm his face to his cold butt.

What's more, he has more important things to do. There is only one low-grade spiritual weapon here, so he naturally has no time to stay here.

"I'm leaving first."

Long Xiaoshan turned around and was about to leave. When the Black Tiger Palace disciple saw this, a glimmer of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he did not stop him this time.

Long Xiaoshan walked downstairs in a few steps.

At this moment, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly came from the rift valley, and then, a green light shot out of the sky and out of the valley.

"The spiritual weapon flew out."

Everyone was shocked, but the speed of the spiritual weapon was too fast, and those standing outside could not react in time. The spiritual weapon drew an arc and landed directly at the foot of the mountain.

Boom!

Long Xiaoshan was walking, watching the green light fall from the sky, land at his feet, and penetrate directly into the soil.

His expression is also a bit strange.

He didn't even think about grabbing the green ruler spiritual weapon, but it flew to his feet on its own.

What kind of luck is this?

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