Qin Yan had a guess in his mind.

I thought to myself, if I want to win, can I start from this perspective?

He then shook his head, although he felt that his thinking was correct.

But the question is, how could he know what the two treasures had to handle, which fell into the hands of the monk in the green robe.

The other party is not stupid, so naturally he will not disclose any clues related to this.

In this case, I have no idea at all, so it is naturally extremely difficult to use this as a breakthrough.

No, it's impossible.

It can only be thought, or a luxury.

If you want to defeat a strong enemy, you must think of other ideas.

Qin Yan sighed.

One fights three, and the opponent's magical powers are very powerful and weird.

In this case, it is really not easy to win.

Qin Yan complained secretly in his heart, and the expressions of the monk in the green robe seemed to be different at this moment.

Although his injuries had basically recovered at this time, the boy in front of him was much stronger than he thought. The enemy he thought was easy to capture now made him dare not act rashly.

In this way, the two of them were afraid of each other and no one was willing to take action rashly, so they confronted each other in the air again.

Both of them have their own plans.

To win, you must find the opponent's weakness.

Otherwise, half the result will be achieved with twice the effort.

In this way, after a cup of tea, the two of them remained motionless.

Woo...

The wind was howling, and Qin Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the distance, spiritual power fluctuations emerge, and they are immortal cultivators.

The distance is extremely far, but Qin Yan's divine consciousness is strong and he can still sense it clearly.

It seems, it seems... it is coming to this side.

What's going on?

It is obviously very remote here, with no people in a radius of thousands of miles.

Is it a coincidence that these immortal cultivators happened to pass by, or did someone find themselves?

Qin Yan's face was gloomy, it was raining all night.

He sighed secretly. The guy in front of him was already difficult to deal with. If there were a few more Nascent Soul-level cultivators, the situation would be really bad.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, and a hero cannot beat many people.

What should I do?

Qin Yan thought in his heart.

On the side, the monk in the green robe did not find any inappropriateness.

Although his strength is not weak, as a body refiner, his spiritual sense is not as strong as an ordinary immortal cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

No, to be correct, it is much worse.

At this moment, the two sides were very far apart, so he had not discovered anything yet, and he still looked ignorant.

Seeing the other person's expression in his eyes, Qin Yan's heart moved and he couldn't help but think about it.

...

At the same time, thousands of miles away from the two, three escape lights were flying at lightning. Among the escape lights, there were three Yuanying-level cultivators, two men and one woman, and their cultivation was extremely good.

The three of them are the same family, all of whom were from Hanfeng Valley.

There are many immortal cultivation sects in Yunzhou. Although this Hanfeng Valley is not considered a top-notch sect, it is also extremely powerful and has a profound foundation.

There are nearly twenty immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul level alone.

The three leaders in front of us are the great elders of this sect.

The real person of cold wind!

As the name suggests, late stage of the Nascent Soul.

And among late-stage monks, they can be considered strong.

As for the other two, they are the Fairy of Ice and Scholar of Qingfeng.

The two of them are not as powerful as the Great Elder, but they are definitely not weak. More than a hundred years ago, they were immortal cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Although they practiced slowly after this, they must have made a lot of progress.

It is a coincidence that Hanfeng Valley has encountered many twists and turns recently. The three of them appeared together here to deal with a problem.

They are rushing.

Suddenly, a faint burst sound came to my ears from a very far distance, and at the same time, extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations came from that direction.

The three of them were shocked and stopped the escape light at the same time.

Concentrating and turning his head, releasing his spiritual consciousness.

It would be fine if two mid-stage monks were not there, but because of the distance, what they sensed was very vague and there was almost no gain.

But Han Feng Zhenren frowned slightly, and a musing look appeared on his face.

"Senior brother, what's wrong? Are there any cultivators fighting?"

"good."

Hanfeng Zhenren nodded: "And he is very strong, and he is very likely to be like me, and he is also a cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul."

"What, late-stage monk?"

The fairy of Ice Snow and the scholar Qingfeng were shocked and looked at each other.

The expressions were all a little unexpected.

Even in Yunzhou, although there are many Nascent Soul monks, it also refers to the number. In fact, the proportion is still very small and difficult to see easily.

Not to mention, the great immortal cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

That's really not much.

Such existences are not about idle clouds and wild cranes, but under normal circumstances, they rarely take action. After all, it is impossible to fall.

Once they take action, there must be a reason, such as a very big benefit, which is worthy of their competition.

Or, it is a very important treasure.

The possibility of seeking revenge is very small.

This thought passed by in my mind, and the two of them couldn't help but feel alive. Is there any treasure ahead?

What is the treasure that makes the great monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul also get moved by him?

"Senior brother, do we want to go and have a look?"

Fairy Ice Snow hesitated for a moment and spoke up for a suggestion.

"Junior sister, this is not good. We still have important things to do."

Scholar Qingfeng was a little hesitant and felt that he should not do anything extra.

"It's okay to see."

Hanfeng Zhenren nodded and smiled: "With our strength, we can protect ourselves. Maybe there is still a chance. The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman will benefit. In short, if you act according to the opportunity, as long as you are smarter, there should be nothing serious."

"What the eldest brother said is very much."

Fairy Ice Snow must have a smile on her face and turned her head and said, "Senior Brother Seven, you are too timid."

"timid?"

Scholar Qingfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Although he did not agree with doing this, the senior brother spoke, so it was naturally difficult to refute it. As the other party said, be careful and act according to the opportunity, there should be no big problem.

So he nodded: "Okay."

In this way, the three of them changed the direction of the escape light and flew over.

Arrived soon.

No, to be correct, it is close to this place.

"who?"

As a body refiner, the cultivator had extremely weak spiritual consciousness, which was only similar to that of the monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. At this time, he finally realized that it was inappropriate.

"Bang!"
To be continued...