"Blow this cave down for me. I don't believe it. You can't force him out even if you do this." Heiyan roared in a low voice, like an angry lion: "First steal my treasure house, and then collect it." With my spiritual veins, I will definitely peel off your cramps and skin,"
As Hei Yan gave the order, the other seven masters of the Nascent Soul stage began to vent their anger towards the cave one by one. The attacks of the Nascent Soul stage were so strong that each attack could collapse a large area of the cave.
As the rocks continued to roll down, the entire cave in the Spiritual Vein Land suddenly began to collapse from the inside out.
Several Nascent Soul stage masters retreated to the entrance of the cave, scanning their spiritual consciousness wildly, watching closely to see if anyone escaped from the cave.
However, they were obviously disappointed. Not a single mosquito flew out of the cave until the cave completely collapsed.
"Brother, this cave has collapsed like this and no one has come out. Either that person has really escaped or died inside," a Nascent Soul Stage master whispered in Hei Yan's ear.
"Hmph," Hei Yan's eyes spit fire: "Run, I don't believe I can't catch you. Leave two people to guard here. The others will follow me to search the mountains and towns within a hundred thousand miles. As long as they are suspicious, we will Kill me without mercy,"
"I would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one person go," Hei Yan's words seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, making people unable to help but shiver. Only one side of Hei Ri's eyes showed a complicated look. He knew that at this moment, The Black Flame has once again returned to the vicious and ruthless nature it had before establishing Black Wind Village.
At this moment, a late-stage Jindan disciple hurriedly ran to the Yuanyings and shouted loudly: "Reporting to all ancestors, we have caught a female thief who sneaked into Heifeng Village. Outside the Wind Palace,"
"What," Hei Yan said with a ferocious look on his face: "Take me there quickly,"
After saying that, he rolled up his hands like catching a chicken, picked up the Golden Core disciple, and flew towards the Black Wind Palace, leaving only the two newly promoted Nascent Soul Stage disciples to stay here.
More than ten breaths later, Hei Yan and other Nascent Soul stage masters had arrived outside the Black Wind Palace.
"I have met our ancestors," the disciples of Black Wind Village knelt down, with a hint of fear on their faces.
Hei Yan said nothing and walked towards the woman who was subdued by the two disciples.
The woman was dressed in black, and the black scarf covering her face had long been torn off and hung around her neck. Her delicate face was extremely beautiful, and her big eyes were watery and full of fear.
Her hands were tied to a pillar behind her back. The rope emitted a faint golden light and was obviously a magic weapon.
Hei Yan walked step by step, his sinister eyes like knives, making the woman feel that her body was riddled with holes.
"You bunch of stinky robbers, let me go," the woman's voice was clear and sweet, but her voice kept trembling because of fear.
"Who are you and why do you want to steal the treasure house of my Black Wind Village?" Hei Yan asked in a cold voice, suppressing the anger in his heart.
From the bottom of his heart, Hei Yan did not think that this woman was the one who stole the treasure house, because this woman was only in the foundation building stage. If she had stolen the treasure house, who would have killed the two powerful men in the late Golden Core stage
"You bad guys have robbed us of our spiritual veins, and you still ask me who I am," the woman shouted angrily as she waited for a pair of beautiful eyes. However, this posture was indescribably cute in the eyes of everyone. .
Normally, this woman's appearance would definitely arouse a lot of joking and hooting from the disciples in Black Wind Village, but at this moment, no one dared to have such thoughts. Everyone could see that their leader was very angry at this moment.
"Stealing your spiritual veins," Hei Yan took a deep look at the woman and said thoughtfully, "Are you from the Cuizhu Sect or the Dadao Clan?"
"I'm from the Broadsword Gang," the woman raised her head and said righteously, "You bad guys, please return your spiritual veins to us quickly."
At this time, the black dragon suddenly took a step and said loudly: "Brother, this woman is lying. She is from Biluo Peak. I clearly saw her at Biluo Peak half a day ago." The black dragon in the Nascent Soul Stage has a very powerful memory. The son recalled the woman’s identity.
"Hahahaha, it turns out to be Biluo Peak," Hei Yan laughed, his smile was very cold: "You are so brave, aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm not afraid," the woman raised her chest and shouted righteously, but the fear in her eyes betrayed her thoughts.
"Okay, come here, strip this woman naked and hang her up for three days and three nights. I don't believe her accomplices will bear the suffering of this delicate little beauty," Hei Yan waved his hand with a look of madness in his eyes.
"Okay," several disciples took the order and walked towards the woman with a wicked smile. They had never come into contact with such things. Even if they couldn't enjoy it, it was a very exciting thing to feast their eyes on it.
This time, the woman's face finally showed a look of fear.
"Don't come over, don't come over," the woman wanted to protect her chest with her hands, but her arms were tightly tied to the rope and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she struggled.
Looking at the Black Wind Village disciples getting closer and closer, the woman finally felt desperate.
No one saw it. At this moment, an inaudible piece of dust suddenly flew up from the black dragon's clothes, slowly flew towards the woman, and finally landed on the woman's hair.
Several disciples from Heifeng Village finally came to the woman's eyes, looking at her with lustful smiles, as if they were looking at a peerless treasure. The woman's beauty and purity made them crazy. At this moment, they were about to The thought of skinning such a woman into a white sheep made them excited.
"Hurry up," a Nascent Soul Stage master couldn't help but urge. There was also a lustful light in his eyes, and he obviously wanted to see the woman's nakedness.
The Black Wind Village disciple chuckled and raised his hand to grab the woman's belt. With a slight pull, the belt would unravel, and the woman's emerald green coat would be blown away by the wind like a gauze.
However, their actions were frozen.
Several rays of sword light shot out from the woman's head, instantly shooting several Black Wind Village disciples through each other.
At the same time, the rope restraining the woman suddenly broke, and the woman's body suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.
"No, that woman ran away," Black Dragon shouted, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, hoping to find the woman.
However, no matter how much he probed, the woman's aura seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he could not detect it.
"No need to waste your efforts," Hei Yan suddenly shouted: "Our Heifeng Village will definitely suffer this secret loss."
"Brother, why," Black Dragon shouted in vain.
Hei Yan pondered for a moment, and then Wei Ran sighed: "Did you see who issued those sword lights just now?"
"No," everyone shook their heads.
"Even I didn't feel that person's aura just now, which means that this person is at least ten miles away," Hei Yan said solemnly: "You can rescue people out of thin air from such a long distance without even leaving any clues. "Excuse me, can we resist such a person?"
As everyone listened, their faces became paler and paler, and a chill suddenly shot up from the soles of their feet.
"I believe this is the person who stole the treasure house and the spiritual veins," Hei Yan said weakly: "We can only tell those mysterious people exactly what happened, and let them worry about the rest."
"What should we do with the spiritual veins that the mysterious man told us? All the ones we collected these days have been stolen by that man. If we can't hand them over, the mysterious man will destroy us," Hei Ri asked in a low voice. Although he was The think tank of Heifeng Village, but the real decision-making still has to be made by Hei Yan, the head of Heifeng Village.
Hei Yan looked at the dark and lightless sky, and his tone became serious again: "It seems that we can only go back to our old business."