The martial arts have been prosperous for a thousand years, but the lives of ordinary people have not changed much. They all work from sunrise to sunset.

Except for the growing strength of warriors and the increasing number of aristocratic families, life has not changed much, so many people can hardly perceive the progress of the world.

Xiu'er, who has been freely traveling in Chaochang with the spiritual channel, never thought that the semi-spirited world created by Yun Zu by solidifying the spiritual world would be blocked by the formation set up by the Grand Master.

The formation designed by the strongest Holy King realm in ancient times was actually broken by a great master at that time. Does this mean that the Shizong Sect had already left Yun behind long ago?

If this is true, what's the point even if Yun's life-long pursuit is going to happen?

"let me!"

Yunquan, with red eyes, pinched the spiritual seal and wanted to summon the gate of the spiritual world channel, but even the spiritual power of the secondary qualitative transformation was still sank to the sea bird without any news.

Unbelievable Yunquan made the spirit seal again, but Xiang Ange had no intention of blocking it, because he knew that no matter how many times Yunquan tried, the same result would be.

The reason why he didn't take action was because Yunquan used the method of stimulating essence and blood and burning his soul. The head of the Xiang family was unwilling to get into trouble with a dying person. Anyway, the two trapped in the Han Yueling Hidden Array had become turtles in the jar.

Compared to the old god of the Xiang family leader, Duan Longcheng on the other end was uneasy. If it were someone else, his soul would immediately wither and wither when it was destroyed by the blood evil spurted out of the Shura divine heart.

That is, he used the true spirit to merge the red-eyed evil dragon with the residual soul of the Yellow Dragon, so that he could use his soul body to resist the blood evil. However, the soul is originally one, and even the red-eyed evil dragon is difficult to be immune to the blood evil.

Being injured by an ant-like warrior is an extremely shameful thing for the title-listed strongman in Longzhou.

Without saying a word, Duan Longcheng's brocade robes fell from the sky like a deity. The storm turned into a feather blade several feet long, and it looked like it had grown wings.

The evil dragon roared and rolled downwards, piercing through the blood clouds in the sky, and rushing straight to the clouds.

...

The blue light curtain in the middle of the night covered the Xiang Mansion's mansion, and also made the center of Shangcheng District brighter as daytime.

The people ran to the streets and watched the soldiers from the security station gather in the city and set up a cordon composed of warriors around the periphery of Xiang Mansion, prohibiting all the people from approaching.

But the biggest difference between humans and animals is that human curiosity is never limiting. Even the cordon that the warriors in the security center solemnly set up did not block the onlookers of Chaochang's group of good deeds.

After all, the wealthy clans of Chaochang are not only the Xiang family, but also the seven wealthy clans of Longzhou have set up shops in Chaochang, as well as disciples of the Beast Control Sect and the local wealthy clans of Chaochang.

These people were like cats that smelled the fishy smell, and they came out of some corner. In just a while, they squeezed into the cordon, pushed the wall of the security station, and kept looking towards Xiang Mansion.

Facing the vicious guards of the people, they did not have the courage to scold these good people. They could only persuade them, but were still squeezed back.

If a good person has one courage, then two good persons will get together and have ten courage!

Now, most of the good people in Shangcheng District gathered here. If you want to stop them, the Xiang family army from Sifang Camp must take action. At least they don’t take these warriors from the security center seriously.

Not to mention that these people are just the peripheral branches of Xiang’s family, even if they are real disciples of the sect here, they will not panic because they are on the side of justice.

"We haven't retreated quickly, and the various tribes in Chaochang are watching and helping each other. Xiang Loulan and the young masters are even more brotherly. Now that the Xiang family has activated the magic circle, they must have encountered some difficulties. As brothers of the young masters, we can't sit idly by and watch. Let us go out of the way. If we delay the young master's rescue, you will not be able to afford to be guilty!"

Shangguan from the Nansan Dao Guard Center looked at the serious appearance of the farmer's young master with the highest level of cultivation in front of him, and could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

But who made this the youngest son whom Mr. Nong loved the most? If you don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face, even if the young man said so outrageously, Xiang Shaoyuan could only smile and coax: “The masters in the Xiang family gathered, and activate the magic circle was nothing more than to cut off the thief’s way. Xiang Mou was grateful for the gentleman’s fistfulness.”

"Besides," Xiang Shaoyuan pointed at a handsome young man sitting in a wheelchair with a wry smile and said, "This young man has inconvenient legs and feet. If he leans closer, it will be unbeautiful if he is injured by the overflowing spiritual power aftermath. Why not stop here if you are all!"

"What are the old guys talking nonsense?" Young Master Nong said dissatisfied when he heard Xiang Shaoyuan's excuse: "Young masters are all martial arts practitioners, and their legs are very flexible, so how can they be... There is really someone who has difficulty in legs and legs!"

Seeing the handsome man in a wooden wheelchair, Young Master Nong was furious: "A cripple man came to join in the fun? I wonder if this is a major event in rescuing the Xiang family. Let's go away quickly!"

The young man sitting in a wheelchair had no expression on his face, as if he had not heard the words of Young Master Nong, and his eyes were staring straight at the blue curtain in the distance, as if he could see the situation inside.

The ignored young master Yuan was furious and said angrily: "Hey, are you a deaf person!"

The loud scolding made everyone's eyes focus, and the lame man turned his head, frowned, and his eyes seemed to be perfunctory to some annoying guest.

"Hey!" Young Master Nong, who had never seen such a look, raised his sleeves and asked with his neck tilted, "It's so arrogant, lame! Look at your appearance, which young master is from, do you know who this young master is?"

Usually, a person's conversation can reveal his cognitive level and personal level. Even if Tang Luo does not have a pair of eyes that can see through spiritual power, he can confirm that the person in front of him must be an ignorant second-generation ancestor.

People who consider their origins extremely important are often incompetent people, because they are useless except for being a good child.

If it were before, Tang Luo, such a person, was owed a moment of gaze. He looked away without saying a word and continued to study the blue array in the distance.

The two times of being ignored made Young Master Gang furious. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to take action, but was pulled by someone beside him.

"What's the point of competing with a disabled person!" My friend pulled the neighbor of Young Master Nong and whispered: "How about you holding your breath? I know a hidden waterway that can sneak into Xiang's mansion quietly. Do you dare to go in with me?"

The best way to convince young people is to incite and confront each other, because the young and frivolous child is not convinced by anyone, and he feels that the world is under his feet and that what he wants to do must be done.
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