The ancient wooden stick fell again, and the extremely handsome and dashing Nangong Qingshu had green tendons on his forehead, his face was flushed, and he was fierce for a while, and the image of the original generation of young and peerless geniuses was gone.

The atmosphere was eerie and solemn.

At this moment, many people have an extremely disobedient, weird, and absurd idea in their hearts, a generation of geniuses who steal the forbidden family will not be killed directly because they pretend to be forced, right?

Twenty sticks, the skin is open, the flesh is blurred, and finally stop!

The twelve strange soldiers, like throwing dead dogs, without any emotion, directly threw aside the Nangong Qingshu of the Forbidden Family, and after that, they gathered, and once again stepped on neat, killing, and strange steps, turned around and left.

It seems that nothing has happened.

Nangong Qingshu's subordinates were terrified and dumbfounded, they all knew very well that Nangong Qingshu's supreme status, as well as his arrogant and perfect-minded character, were now ......

As soon as the soldiers left, they hurriedly went to help Nangong Qingshu, who was beaten and only had half a life left, and pulled out the old and disgusting cloth that was blocked in his mouth.

"Roar, kill them for me......"

Nangong Qingshu roared with all his might, trembling and grabbed the Ancient Heavenly Master Fu, the terrifying aura on his body seemed to explode directly, however, the lonely, cold and perfect woman suddenly said: "If you want to die, you will explode." ”

The sound is cold, like ice water on a summer day.

Nangong Qingshu's body was shocked, and he glanced at it, so many eyes, looking at him who was embarrassed, like a prisoner under the stairs, especially the gaze of the cold perfect woman, which made his fierce face appear extremely ugly.

"Rookie, see it, this is the end of pretending, don't pretend to be forced in the future." Scarface looked at it and whispered to Ye Luo, as if he was teaching.

"Hey, I'm grass, this Nangong Qingshu, after all, he's young, and even his psychological quality is so poor, rookie, you can't learn from him." The thief eyebrows also muttered in a very low voice.

However, although the voices of the two of them were very low, they thought that no one could hear them except the three of them, however, they had just cultivated for a short time, and they didn't know that once the foundation building was successful, both their eyesight and hearing would be greatly improved.

Even if the seal is cultivated, the hearing will still not change.

Nangong Qingshu had already built the foundation, he was already extremely ugly, and he couldn't face this situation, his face turned red when he heard this, coupled with the serious injury he had been beaten before, his blood and qi surged, his anger was furious, his eyes were black, and he felt a whirlwind of the world, and he passed out directly.

"Huh! This...... The psychological quality is really very poor, alas. The thief-eyed monk shook his head.

The corners of Ye Luo's mouth twitched fiercely.

"He's fine, feed him a Yangyuan Dan, time is urgent, you two help him and keep walking." Seeing this, the lonely and perfect woman saw through something at a glance and spoke coldly.

Nangong Qingshu's two subordinates are also middle-aged, so they can naturally understand it, they were silent, took out a pill, stuffed it into Nangong Qingshu's mouth, helped Nangong Qingshu, followed the perfect woman, and continued to move forward.

Everyone became more cautious this time, and during this time, they encountered two teams of the same soldiers, but they did not react and passed by.

Nangong Qingshu woke up quickly, and under the precious elixir, his injuries healed quickly, but his face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were gloomy.

After walking for another three hours, the perfect lonely woman quietly put away the compass in her hand, looked ahead suddenly, and said, "This is it." ”

When everyone heard this, they all took a few steps forward, walked around the corner of the street, and looked ahead.

"Shhh Someone gasped.

"Damn, what is this? The heart of Loulan? Scarface exclaimed.

Ahead, the remnants of the wall suddenly emptied, there appeared an ancient square, the square is extremely wide, on the ground of the white stone, there are yellowed weeds and yellow sand, in the center of the square, is a big tree that covers the sky and the sun.

The trunk of that tree was so terrifying that dozens of people hugged it, and the canopy was so huge that there was no end in sight!

It was the second half of the night, the moonlight was falling, and the ancient trees were standing silently.

In the air, the breeze was slightly cool, and there were leaves falling and whirling, and if you looked closely, the leaves were the leaves of the plane tree.

No one would have thought that in the dead and silent empty city, there would be such a large and unbelievable ancient tree.

"Ten Thousand Years Sycamore? Can this drop grow so big in 10,000 years? This tree won't become a sperm, will it? The monk, who was a thief with a mouse's eye, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Under the moonlight, in addition to the sycamores that cover the sky, there are hundreds of mysterious soldiers from more than 2,000 years ago, like ancient dead wooden stakes, standing around the sycamore trees, as if guarding.

In addition to these soldiers, they also saw that there were several strange and mysterious cultivators who were observing and measuring something on the periphery of the plane tree.

When those people heard the movement, they also glanced at Ye Luo and his party, but they didn't speak, they just strengthened their vigilance, and the people who could walk along the River Styx alive were not ordinary people.

"Look, there's a figure in the tree." Suddenly, Lan Xiaoqian raised her head and pointed to the top of the plane tree that covered the sky.

When everyone heard this, they could indeed faintly see that among the leaves of the canopy of the lush, ancient, but still vibrant plane tree, there was a figure flashing.

The crowd stepped forward and stopped at the perimeter of the soldier's range.

At this time, they could see more clearly, in front of the huge plane tree, there was an ancient and mysterious blood-colored ancient altar engraved with mysterious symbols, and on the ancient altar, there was a terrifying and mysterious atmosphere, which made people daunting.

"Is that thing really on top of this 10,000-year-old sycamore?" A mysterious, powerful cultivator stood not far from Ye Luo and his party, vigilant and whispered to himself.

"What the hell is that thing? If I remember correctly, this sycamore tree existed tens of thousands of years ago, and there are ancient books that record that the sycamore is psychic and is the Loulan Divine Tree. One of the cultivators also spoke in a low voice.

"Who are they who have already climbed the Sycamore Ancient Tree?" Someone is talking to himself.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, on the top of the 10,000-year-old sycamore, there was a terrifying aura fluctuation, and then, a figure seemed to have received an unparalleled impact, and died directly, falling from the 10,000-year-old sycamore, and slamming it on the ground.

The blood mist appeared, and the bones were shattered.

"It is the power of the Ethereal Holy Land, Ouyang Tianyi, once broke through the sea of death alone with one person and one sword, returned unscathed, thirty-four years old, achieved the power of Jindan, and now, he died here quietly?" A powerful loose cultivator's eyes shrank fiercely.

Several mysterious and powerful cultivators, as well as Ye Luo's group, were shocked, but Ye Luo's gaze only stopped at the corpse for a moment, and then turned to the nearest few seemingly ordinary and dilapidated houses at the end of the street from the Sycamore Ancient Tree.

Ye Luo came to Lan Xiaoqian's side and whispered, "Your gun, can you lend me it." ”

(End of chapter)