"Ha ha… "
"The Tuqin tribe is really rich. The spiritual stones and herbs in this storeroom are actually more than the inventory of our Heilang tribe."
After the door of a black building was slowly opened, Qiu Lu was in the building with his figure all over. With a sweep of his eyes, he took in all the things around him, and a look of joy appeared on his face. This building is the warehouse of the Tuqin Tribe, and inside it are all kinds of spirit stones, spirit herbs, and even a lot of artifacts, etc., which can be exchanged for Yuan Dan's sundries.
"leader."
Just as Qiu Lu was estimating how much Yuan Dan was worth in the warehouse, a cultivator from the Black Wolf Tribe stepped in quickly, shouting repeatedly.
"What is it?!"
Qiu Lu turned his eyes and shot at the cultivator of the Black Wolf Tribe.
"All the people in the Tuqin Tribe have been counted. Among them, there are 3,458 practitioners in the Linghuang realm and 4,235 practitioners in the Lingzong realm, including women and children. There are 1,200 offensive artifacts and more than 700 defensive artifacts. Oh, there are thirty or forty trash among those cultivators." The cultivator said respectfully.
"Trash? Women and children?!"
"Kill them all, leave no one behind." Qiu Lu's expression froze, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he said sharply.
"Yes, leader." Hearing this, the cultivator immediately turned around and walked away quickly, and walked out through the warehouse door.
The captives of the Tuqin tribe were all assembled in the square at this time, surrounded by practitioners of the Heilang tribe. Various cries and cries continued to come from the crowd.
Fang Muyu and Zhong Wuhua were also detained in this crowd. Fang Muyu activated a wave of spiritual power in his body, lingering on Zhong Wuhua's body, allowing him to hang in the air.
"Whoosh..."
"We're almost there. The Tuqin Tribe is in front of us. I don't know what's going on now." Xia Yan's figure turned into a streamer and slid across the sky.
At this time, the sky has gradually brightened, shining on the earth.
"Um?!"
Qiu Lu frowned, and he felt that there was a wave of spiritual power rushing towards this direction. The speed is very fast, within a few breaths, he has already traveled from thousands of miles to hundreds of miles away.
"Who is it?!" Qiu Lu muttered, and then came outside after spending hours in the warehouse. As soon as he came out and flew into the air, a wave of spiritual power came down from all directions.
All the cultivators on the ground felt this majestic spiritual power, and couldn't help but look up into the sky.
"Qiulu, I'm back again."
Before seeing anyone, a voice came from the south. Hearing this, Qiu Lu's face changed, and his thoughts turned, "This person actually knows me, and he obviously came after me. I don't know who it is, but why does this voice sound familiar?!"
He never imagined that it would be Xia Yan who he failed to rob yesterday and returned. In his consciousness, he naturally felt that it was impossible for Xia Yan to come back, so he didn't think about the boy he robbed yesterday at all.
However, he no longer needed to guess who it was, because a white shadow had already appeared in the sky. Within a few flashes, it was already close.
"Um?!"
"It turned out to be you?!"
Qiu Lu was greatly surprised. After he saw Xia Yan's face clearly, he was stunned. And those cultivators below, whether they were cultivators from the Tutan Tribe or Heilang Tribe, were even more strange.
"It's me! I'm back again." Xia Yan smiled, turned his eyes from Qiu Lu, and then looked at the many practitioners below, his face changed slightly. He saw that there were hundreds of corpses on the ground below.
"Outside this city, it's really chaotic. The tribes fight each other, and countless people die every day." He sighed in his heart and shook his head slightly.
"Haha, boy, unexpectedly, you dare to come back? Did you come back to give me a gift?!" Qiu Lu said with a smile after being astonished, and two lights appeared in his eyes.
"Huh?!"
Fang Muyu, who was below, raised his head to look at the sky, and he suddenly realized, why does this young man in his eyes look so much like Xia Yan? But how is this possible
"Zhong Wuhua, take a quick look, does that person look like Xia Yan? In my opinion, they are almost exactly the same!" Fang Muyu said in a surprised voice to Zhong Wuhua, who lowered his head and looked gloomy.
"What?!"
Hearing Fang Muyu's words, Zhong Wuhua's originally lifeless face was slightly startled, and he quickly looked towards the sky, his expression froze.
"It's exactly the same, how could such a thing happen?!" Zhong Wuhua also said in shock.
"What are you two talking about?!" A Trinity Spirit Emperor practitioner who was also captured next to him looked at the two and asked a little strangely.
"Dong Guang, do you recognize the white-clothed cultivator in the sky?!" Fang Muyu asked, looking at the speaking Trinity Spirit Emperor.
"I haven't seen it." Dong Guang stared at Xia Yan in the air and shook his head, "But judging from the conversation between him and that old bastard Qiu Lu, the two should be enemies. Well, it may also be a friend that the leader knows. Come now. Help."
"Oh..." Fang Muyu nodded, pondered and looked at Xiangkong again, "It can't be Xia Yan, this person is very strong, at least above the fifth level of the spirit emperor realm, no matter how fast Xia Yan cultivates, it is impossible for him to be here right now." Step into the realm of the fifth-level spirit emperor?!"
"Well. But, why are the two of them exactly the same? Even the color of the clothes is the same, and Xia Yan also likes to wear white clothes." Zhong Wuhua's mood also became active. He was actually waiting to die just now. Ashes.
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"Boy, you go back and forth, do you think you really can't catch you, can't catch up with you? Do you think you can escape from me this time?!" Qiu Lu was not in a hurry to make a move. very good. After taking down the Tutan tribe, the wealth he got was enough for him to practice without any scruples for a period of time.
Yesterday, he didn't want to spend too much time on Xia Yan because he was worried about the battle between the Heilang tribe and the Tuqin tribe. But now, it is different. All the cultivators of the Tuqin Tribe were imprisoned by him. Even if Xia Yan used those inexplicable means to escape at this time, he would still have plenty of time to hunt down and kill them.
"Old guy, with your strength, I don't need to run away yet." Xia Yan said disdainfully, the spiritual power in his body had already been mobilized. Groups of golden spiritual power lingered on the surface of the body.
"Damn it, you brat is so brave, if you don't smash your body into thousands of pieces today, how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart." Qiu Lu was furious and roared again and again.
"Old man, take me first." While speaking, Xia Yan punched out. A mass of golden energy suddenly surged towards Qiu Lu and killed him.
"Brother, who is this person?!"
Looking at the fierce battle that had already started in the air, Leng Yan asked in surprise, her eyebrows slightly frowned.
"I don't know it either, I've never seen it before." Guo Lin shook his head, "He dared to come to Qiu Lu. I don't know how strong he is. Judging by his age, I'm afraid he won't have practiced for more than a hundred years. Hmm... what a boy, how strong is he?" So strong, it is not under the three of us."
Guo Lin opened his eyes and looked at the sky in surprise.
Xia Yan punched out, Qiu Lu naturally resisted, the two collided, and there was a loud noise, the dissipated power spread ten thousand meters away.
Guo Lin felt Xia Yan's strength, so he could naturally judge that Xia Yan's strength was not weak.
"Old guy, give me another big Chaos technique."
Xia Yan yelled, it was just a casual punch just now, but this time, he was able to use his supernatural powers. The golden spiritual power immediately formed a pattern of grinding discs, pressing down on Qiu Lu who was facing him. The grinding disc continued to grind in the space, and the entire space was ground into cracks.
"Break it for me."
Qiu Lu was all in his body, and rushed directly to Xia Yan. With a punch, it hit Xia Yan's supernatural power. This punch actually shattered Xia Yan's supernatural power.
In the space, the huge gray grinding disc continued to crack and slowly dissipate. And Qiu Lu, then passed through the shattered magical power, and punched Xia Yan down again.
He wanted to blow Xia Yan's head off.
"Kill!" Xia Yan let out a low shout, a red light flashed from inside his body, facing Qiu Lu, attacking and killing him.
Qiu Lu is a ninth-level spirit emperor, and his power is tyrannical, so Xia Yan has to deal with it carefully. In particular, Qiu Lu's power of nine laws can suppress himself, and now Xia Yan has to guard against the oppression of the power of law that suddenly appeared. If Qiu Lu uses the power of law, Xia Yan must use spiritual power to open up the sealed space.
With a flash of red light, carrying an annihilating breath, it got close to Qiu Lu's body in a tenth of an instant. With this sword, Xia Yan released a power of more than 1.5 billion degrees.
"Hiss..."
Qiu Lu's face changed, he felt the powerful energy above the red sword light, his figure paused slightly, and quickly backed away. Then from his body, a black sword light shot out, and had a series of violent collisions with the red sword light. The crazy sword energy brought out groups of terrifying black storms in the space. If a cultivator with weak strength is touched by these black storms, he will be turned into flying ash in an instant.
Last time, Xia Yan made a sudden blow, then quickly turned and fled. That time, Xia Yan only used hundreds of millions of degrees of attack power, but this time, it was more than 1.5 billion degrees, which made Qiu Lu's heart move.
"Boy, you have broken through to the eighth-level spirit emperor realm?!" Qiu Lu said incredulously with a flash of brilliance in his eyes. When he saw Xia Yan yesterday, Xia Yan was only at the seventh level of Spirit Emperor Realm. And this night's effort, Xia Yan directly broke through to the eighth-level spirit emperor realm, which is simply unimaginable.
"That's right, I have stepped into the eighth-level spirit emperor realm." Xia Yan said in a deep voice, "Qiu Lu, you wanted to rob me yesterday, but today, I will rob you."
"Hahaha, boy, do you think you can compete with me when you step into the eighth-level spirit emperor realm? The attack power of a mere billions of degrees is simply beyond your control." Qiu Lu laughed loudly, wearing a black robe all over his body. They all agitated violently.