Chapter seven hundred and eighty sixth snow-haired youth
A semi-saint queen who has advanced spiritual power and has extraordinary perceptive abilities.
Ye Xuan can detect the soul power of the warrior through the traces of fighting in the space.
And he had improved Ji Ruoyu's martial spirit, and he was even more sensitive to Ji Ruoyu's soul power.
Half a day later, a flying boat shuttled through the vast mountains and forests, quickly heading towards the sea to the south.
It was through Ji Ruoyu's aura that they found Ye Xuan and the others here.
The windboat suddenly stopped flying and stopped at the edge of the coast. Ye Xuan looked towards the sea ahead, with a strange look on his face.
"I didn't expect Senior Sister Ruoyu to be so smart. She actually dispersed the breath into several directions. This is the last breath." Ye Xuandao.
Lanya was confused and asked, "Aren't we going to enter the sea?"
Ye Xuan shook his head, "They did not enter the sea area, but circled back. Let's continue searching."
After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he once again took Lanya and his two siblings and turned around and flew away.
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"Mom, shall we stop here?" Ji Ruoxue asked as the car landed on the edge of an ordinary town.
Jirou smiled, but her smile was very bitter.
"Let's go inquire about Junior Brother Xia Ruoyu."
Jirou sighed. Although she knew that it was impossible for a small warrior from Beizhou to come to Nanzhou. There were countless terrifying monsters in the sea, and even half-emperors would not dare to be in danger easily. But she also knew that if she did not ask clearly,
, Ji Ruoyu will not feel at ease.
The howling wind cut the cheeks of pedestrians on the street like knives. Although most of the people coming to this town are ordinary businessmen, there are also many warriors passing by, and even some adventurers passing by.
The Yangjiang Inn was very busy at this time. Although ordinary warriors did not pay attention to this kind of windy weather, few people were willing to rush in this kind of weather. They all huddled inside the inn and waited for the violent wind outside to improve.
a little, and then hit the road again.
Three women wrapped in leather clothes walked into the inn. When the waiter saw another guest coming, he hurriedly greeted them.
A woman at the front took out a few middle-grade Yuan stones and handed them to the waiter, "Here are three good guest rooms."
When the waiter saw that it was actually a middle-grade Yuan Stone, his eyes suddenly lit up. Anyone who could afford a middle-grade Yuan Stone was definitely a wealthy person. But after hearing what this woman said, he said with a sad face, "Three of you
Sir, I'm really sorry, our hotel's rooms are full."
"Check out." At this moment, a handsome young man with long white hair threw a room sign on the counter.
This handsome young man with white hair has his eyes closed, his voice is cold, and there is a huge ancient sword behind his back!
Inside the inn.
"Huh?" Ji Ruoyu looked at the white-haired young man leaving and suddenly let out a light sigh.
"What's wrong, Yu'er?" Ji Rou asked with a strange look.
"No, it's nothing, it's just that I feel that the white-haired young man who checked out just now feels familiar." Ji Ruoyu said with a puzzled look on his face.
"Really?" Ji Ruoxue was confused.
At this time, the appearance of the three women had changed, and they looked very ordinary.
The waiter looked at the three girls talking to each other, and couldn't help but said, "Three guests, there is now a vacant guest room, will you still stay?"
"Let's go."
Jirou shook her head, took her two daughters out of the inn, and headed in the direction of the white-haired young man.
However, after chasing for a certain distance, the three of them realized that they had actually lost the young man.
"There is fighting over there, let's go take a look." Ji Rou looked into the depths of the mountains in the north and said, then she wrapped her two daughters with Yuan Guang and flew towards the mountains.
Not long after, when the mother and daughter fell into a dense forest again and appeared in an open grassland, the scene in front of them suddenly shocked the mother and daughter.
I saw that most of the originally green grass was dyed red with blood.
In the blood red, corpses wearing the same black robes were all lying on the ground.
Most of the faces of these corpses were full of ferocious fear, as if they had seen some incredible sight before they died.
And between their eyebrows, a bloody hole as thick as a thumb was opened out of thin air, and Gugu's blood was constantly flowing out.
"There are a total of two hundred and forty corpses. The cultivation level of these black-robed men is obviously not low. After death, the corpses still exude strong energy fluctuations. I am afraid that their cultivation level was above the Martial King Realm during their lifetime. There are still a few
It’s Emperor Wu!”
Jirou took a deep breath, her face became serious, and she quickly checked all the black-robed corpses.
Ji Ruoyu and Ji Ruoxue looked at each other. It was obvious that the battle just broke out not long ago. More than two hundred masters were killed in this way. They were obviously killed in one blow. Was it done by the blind man?
At this moment, Ji Rou looked towards the other side of the grass, then moved her body and walked over lightly.
Seeing this, the two daughters also hurriedly followed, but the third daughter looked cautious and took a completely alert posture.
The three women's figures flashed one after another, and in a moment they appeared in front of a huge white ice crystal pillar. After looking into the crystal pillar, their faces became extremely shocked.
Inside the icicle, which was ten feet high and two feet thick, an old warrior in black robe with a withered face was pierced between the eyebrows by a black sword, and was nailed directly into the icicle half a foot above the ground.
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"Is it him!?" Jirou's eyes showed fright.
The old man in the ice dwelling tightly grasped the black sword with both hands, staring straight ahead with his eyes wide open, and he had no breath at all!
"Mother, do you know this person?" Ji Ruoxue said.
Ji Rou nodded and said solemnly, "This old man is an elder from Shenji Pavilion. He seems to be named Zhao Hefan. He has extremely high cultivation!"
Ji Ruoxue frowned, pursed her lips, and said, "The cultivation level of the white-haired young man just now should be at the first or second level of the Martial Emperor Realm, but in just half a stick of incense, hundreds of Martial Kings and Martial Emperors,
They were all killed by him alone. If I felt good before, the aura on his body was very cold, hot and violent."
However, what makes Ji Rou and her two daughters strange is that where did the white-haired young man go? He went so fast that even the three of them couldn't catch up.
As a ninth-level Martial Emperor, Ji Rou was amazed at this junior who was only at the first or second level of the Martial Emperor.
This kind of fighting power is really a monster!
"Let's go, there are people from Shenji Pavilion here, we can't stay any longer!"
Jirou said, then she released the flying car, carried her two daughters, and flew away.
But they don't know...
Not long after the three people left, a figure appeared again in the dense forest. It was the snow-haired man. After muttering a few words to himself, he disappeared in a flash.
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