Suddenly, the monk beside him hurriedly avoided it, and judging from the expression of gritted teeth, it was obvious that he hated this reckless guy.

However, this was enough to cause a life-and-death battle in the monk world, and it did not have the effect it should have.

Before the monk who was lifted into the sky by the wave of qi could be surprised, he slapped another old man who had no time to dodge because he was in the way.

The body rolled and fell, and judging from the amount of blood sprayed, it seemed that he couldn't survive.

Although the result is the same, the reason is not to cause trouble, but to block the way of the big guy.

Most of the monks in this group of densely traveling are in the Jiedan realm and the Yuanying realm, not to mention tens of thousands of people.

Not to mention that Xiao Yi only has a knot Dan cultivation, that is, he has the Yuanying realm, just like Zhu Zhaoran, he can't know that the monks above the god have already fled first.

However, he also quickly understood that this was a person from the Mingguang Alliance on Caifeng Mountain.

So...... Is this someone from the Ling Xiao Sect coming?

That's a good guess.

When the escape of these tens of thousands of people was reflected in the Ivory Country, the Ivory City and the ground around the city were immediately lifted into the air, chasing those tens of thousands of people and flying towards the north.

Only a small part of it headed west, rushing into the Snow Dragon Mountain.

The monks in Ivory City who had been questioned were gone, but instead of fleeing, they all went to the inner city.

An hour later, three giant flying boats appeared from the south, the kind that can carry more than 1,000 people, and the middle one is estimated to reach tens of thousands of people.

No one got out of the flying boat.

From south to north, the flying boat flew along the ridge of Caifeng Mountain to the northernmost moon-watching peak, and then stopped, hanging in the sky of the moon-watching peak, motionless.

The riots in the Ivory City started and ended because of the monks.

It was not yet completely dark, and the city had already calmed down.

Xiao Yi's heart moved, and he immediately said a word to Red Sleeves and ran out.

The red sleeves jumped to his feet in a hurry, but he could only obey, and honestly sulked in the inn.

Xiao Yat entered the street, looking up at the three flying boats from time to time, and there was always a suspicion in his heart.

His goal is clear, it is the inner city, and it is said that all the Qiao family lives in it, and of course, there are other people.

This inner city is not a closed inner city, much like the central area of Daming City.

But there are no inns in the inner city, but there are many restaurants, and some of the wings can also be used as guest rooms, which is very similar to some business places in the Jade Silkworm Tianyou City.

Xiao Yi didn't go to these places, he swept around, and looked at the locked house next to the south gate, and no one was there, and the lock in his hand was as if it didn't exist.

There were very few civilians in the surrounding area, and there were more than a dozen monks who were cultivating to condense qi to build the foundation, which was exactly what he thought was the most ideal place.

After entering, he closed the door, and first found a chair to sit down, and after the surrounding consciousness swept for a while, no one paid attention to him.

He also smiled and pretended to sweep around.

At this time, his cultivation was the eighth layer of condensation.

Night.

Under the gaze of countless people, the flying boat only stopped for half an hour, then turned to the east and disappeared behind the huge mountain shadow of Caifeng Mountain.

It's gone.

In another hour, another figure appeared in the direction of Snow Dragon Mountain, and soon, they rushed to Ivory City again.

This is the return of the monk who hid in the Snow Dragon Mountain.

Then, you can see that there are also figures from the direction of the sea piercing the night sky and heading towards Caifeng Mountain.

Then, like a large number of birds, more and more, it seems that the tens of thousands of people who fled before have gone out for a trip, and now they are returning home.

"Hold the ......" Xiao Huang in the room was stunned and muttered such a sentence.

He really felt as if he had ten million thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't say a single one.

Shaking his head, only speechless.

Now that he had no last worries, he let himself go and investigated.

This inner city is not large, but it is only ten miles in radius, and the population is quite a lot, and the preliminary estimate should be more than 100,000.

But combined with the architectural features, he quickly locked on several places.

The most conspicuous is of course a castle on the top of the hill.

At a glance, because of its revered terrain and countless statues, as well as the quaint architectural style, he can be sure that this is the core of the royal family of the former Ivory Country.

There weren't many people living inside, and Xiao Yat saw a man in a huge palace at a glance.

He was in his thirties, with a square face, a neatly trimmed black beard under his chin, and a wide mouth left on his lips to add to his manhood.

Xiao Yi touched his chin, wondering if he would do the same in the future.

This man has the cultivation of the early stage of the pill, the same as him, but the breath is weak, obviously somewhat attached to the kind that is piled up from the pill in the legend.

Although Xiao Yat did not confirm this kind of monk, he just felt this way.

There are a lot of people around this man, but they are all servants and slaves, and from his respectful and careful speech and demeanor, Xiao Yi is no stranger to this at all.

In a stone room about three zhang away from the main hall, there was an old man with a terrifying breath, the same breath as Yu Tongtian.

"It seems that you are Qiao Tianzheng!" Xiao Yi looked at a few other places.

This time, it was a circle of buildings about ten zhang shorter than Qiao Tianzheng's palace, and there were more people living in it, almost hundreds of people, most of them were young women.

"This should be the average royal family!" He nodded.

Further down, there is.

His mind was finally locked onto a mansion at the bottom of the inner city.

Huge ashlar stones divide the courtyard into small squares, in which a husband and wife live.

There was also a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old and a little boy of about seven years old.

What caught Xiao Yi's attention was that the scale of this mansion was not small, but there were not many servants in it, only four people, and these four people were responsible for the cooks and everything.

There are two old men living in the two rooms on the side, and they actually have the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

That's unusual.

Qiao Tianzheng's highest cultivation was him and the old man in the late Yuan Infant period.

However, there is a castle not far from the top of this mountain, only about half a mile away, which is the rumored ivory tower, and of course it is also Qiao Tianzheng's guard center.

At this time, there were only sixteen white-robed old men sitting in meditation.

"Didn't you say that there were twenty-one, and what about the others?" Xiao Yi looked at the old man in the couple's house suspiciously.

Sure enough, although it was not a white robe but a green robe, there was indeed an ivory pattern on the chest.

"No......" Xiao Yi muttered, and then looked around carefully.

Sure enough, on the top of this courtyard, on the left and on the right, there were several more families.

There are monks inside, ranging from the foundation to the knot, a total of five households, like the stars and the moon to protect this couple in it, faintly as if protecting.

"It seems that you should be that Qiao Fuguo!" Xiao Yi smiled and stared at the man, who was also in his thirties.

This man's appearance is very similar to Qiao Tianzheng on the top of the mountain.