The sound floated over again.

"I didn't expect that there were so many females who could just stay with my ancestors to relieve my boredom."

When Zhou Xuan heard that the other party was insulting Wang Yuyan and others, his expression gradually became cold.

I could only hear the voice again.

"How is it? You can save your life if you surrender obediently, so as not to let your ancestors..."

He just mentioned the word "Zong".

Zhou Xuan exhaled his dantian and shouted.

"Zong!"

His word "Zong" is mixed with the other party's word "Zong" and the sound shakes the valley.

Everyone's ears were buzzing, but they heard a scream of "Ah" coming from the green light. In the quiet night, Zhou Xuan's word "Zong" still sounded, and the scream was creepy.

Zhou Xuan's yelled, which caused the other party to swallow his true energy and shocked him.

From the man's scream, he was really injured, and he might have died. The man's scream was about to stop, but with a sneer, a green rocket shot into the sky, exploding with a bang, reflecting half of the sky in a deep blue color.

When Wang Yuyan and others saw that Zhou Xuan had spoken, they did not intend to hold back.

Then they all ran towards the green fire.

Only two soft shouts of Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling were heard, and they had already moved with the people. Then three black shadows flew up in the glimmer of green fire, patted three times, and hit the mountain wall, which seemed to be a clean and neat dish for Mu Zhong and the other two.

Zhou Xuan ran to the green light and saw Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling standing next to a bronze tripod with a serious expression.

An old man lay next to the copper tripod, and a ray of smoke rose in the tripod, as thin as a thread, but as straight as a arrow.

Wang Yuyan said.

"It's the Sangtu Duke of Bifengdong, western Sichuan."

Abi nodded.

"The girl is indeed profound."

Mu Wanqing turned around and asked.

"How do you know? This method of burning wolf smoke to report news was found thousands of years ago, and it may not be just the Biphosphine cave in western Sichuan..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhong Ling pointed at the foot of the bronze tripod and signaled him to watch.

Mu Wanqing bent down and looked at the flashlight. She saw a "mulberry" cast on the tripod's feet, which were several small snakes, which were made of centipedes, with a colorful green color, as if it was an antique.

Mu Wanqing knew that Wang Yuyan was right and wanted to make a fuss.

"Even if this copper tripod was a sect of Sangtu Duke in western Sichuan, how could they know they had borrowed it and stolen it? What's more, it is said that "fake tripods, fake tripods". Nine out of ten tripods are fake."

Wang Yuyan and others were muttering in their hearts.

"This place is far from western Sichuan. Is it considered the territory of the Sangtu Gong's faction?"

Most people know that the Sangtu Gong in Bifengdong, western Sichuan is all Miao people and Yao people. They act very differently from those in the Middle Earth martial arts. They are good at poisoning. People in the martial arts world are quite afraid of it. Fortunately, they are not in conflict with the world. As long as they do not break into the Yao Mountain area in western Sichuan, they will not easily invade others.

Wang Yuyan and others were not afraid of him, but it was boring to make enemies with such evil and evil people for no reason, and it was very troublesome to get entangled with them.

Zhou Xuan said.

"Don't worry about who it is, just hit it."

Seeing that the old man lying beside the copper tripod was already dying, he opened his eyes wide and looked at everyone angrily, and he was the one who had just spoken to the trouble.

Zhou Xuan nodded to Mu Wanfei and tilted the corner of his mouth to the old man.
Chapter completed!