Martial arts Dachang for a thousand years, but the lives of ordinary people have not changed much, they are all made at sunrise and rested at sunset.

Except for the fact that the warriors are getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more families, things in life have not changed much, so many people can hardly perceive the progress of the world.

For a long time, Xiu'er, who had come and gone freely in Chaochang with the help of the spiritual realm channel, never thought that the semi-spiritual realm created by Yun Zu by solidifying the spiritual realm would be blocked by the formation set by the great grandmaster.

The formation designed by the strongest Saint King Realm in ancient times was actually designed and broken by a great grandmaster at that time, does this mean that the current world sect has already left the Yun clan behind.

If that's the case, what's the point of the Yun clan chasing after him.

"Let me come!"

The red-eyed Yunquan pinched the spirit seal and wanted to summon the door of the spiritual realm, but even if it was the spiritual power of the second qualitative change, it was also sunk into the sea and there was no news.

Unbelievable, Yunquan formed the spirit seal again, but Xiang Ange didn't mean to stop it at all, because he knew that no matter how many times Yunquan tried, it would be the same result.

And the reason why he didn't make a move was because Yunquan used the method of stimulating essence blood and burning divine souls, and the head of the Xiang family didn't want to do anything with a dying person, anyway, the two people trapped in the Cold Moon Spirit Hidden Array had become turtles in the urn.

Compared to the old god of the Xiang family, Duan Longcheng on the other side was uneasy, and if he was someone else, his soul would be destroyed by the blood spurted out of the Shura Divine Heart, and he would immediately wither and wither.

That is, the red-eyed evil dragon that fused the remnant soul of the Yellow Dragon with his true spirit could resist the blood demon with his soul body, but the divine soul was originally one, and even the red-eyed evil dragon was difficult to be immune to the blood evil.

Being injured by an ant-like warrior is an extremely humiliating thing for the titled powerhouse of Longzhou.

Without saying a word, Duan Longcheng's brocade clothes fell from the sky like a divine eagle, and the wind turned into several feather blades, looking like they had a pair of wings.

The evil dragon let out a long roar, rolled down, pierced through the blood cloud energy in the sky, and rushed straight to the cloud spring.

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In the middle of the night, the blue light curtain covered the mansion of Xiangfu and made the center of Shangcheng bright as day.

The people ran into the streets, watching the soldiers of the garrison gather in the city, and set up a cordon of warriors around the perimeter of the Xiang Mansion, prohibiting all the people from approaching.

But the biggest difference between humans and animals is that human curiosity never has a limit, even if the martial artists of the garrison solemnly set up the cordon, it did not block the onlookers of Chaochang's group of good deeds.

After all, the wealthy family in Chaochang is not only the Xiang family, the seven wealthy families in Longzhou all have pavilions in Chaochang, as well as the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect and the disciples of the local wealthy families in Chaochang.

These people were like cats smelling fishy, and they came out of nowhere, and after a while, they crowded into the cordon, and pushed the wall of the garrison, constantly looking at Xiangfu.

In the face of the fierce and vicious soldiers of the people, they did not have the courage to scold this group of good deeds, so they could only persuade each other, but they were constantly squeezed back.

If the courage of a good man is one, then two good deeds get together, and the courage is ten!

At present, there are most of the good deeds in Shangcheng City, and if you want to stop them, you have to be the Xiang family army of the Quartet Battalion, at least the warriors of these garrisons, they don't have any attention.

Not to mention that these people are just peripheral members of the Xiang family, even the real sect disciples are here, and they don't have to panic, because they are on the side of justice.

"Don't retreat quickly, all the clans in Chaochang are watching and helping each other, Xiang Loulan and the young masters are even more commensurate with brothers, now that the Xiang Mansion has activated the magic circle, we must have encountered some difficulties, as the brothers of the young patriarch of the Xiang clan, how can we sit idly by, get out of the way, if you delay the rescue of the young masters, you can't afford to bear the guilt!"

The Shangguan of the Nansandao Garrison could only shake his head and smile bitterly when he looked at the young master of the peasant family in front of him, who had cultivated at the peak of the most mortal realm.

But who let this be the farmer's favorite young son, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, even if the young man said it so outrageously, Xiang Shaoyuan could only smile and coax: "Xiang's mansion is full of masters, activating the magic circle is nothing more than to cut off the thief's way, and the son's fist is beautiful." ”

"Besides. Xiang Shaoyuan pointed to a handsome young man sitting in a wheelchair with a wry smile on his face and said: "This son's legs and feet are inconvenient, if he leans closer, if he is injured by the aftermath of the overflowing spiritual power, it will not be beautiful, why don't you sons stop here!"

"What nonsense is the old guy talking about!?" When the farmer heard Xiang Shaoyuan's prevarication, he was dissatisfied: "The young masters are all martial arts practitioners, and their legs and feet are very neat, how can there be... There's a guy who has a bad leg!"

Seeing the handsome man in the wooden wheelchair, the farmer was furious: "A lame man came to join in the fun, I don't know if this is a big deal to rescue Xiang Fu, hurry up and walk away!"

The young man in the wheelchair had a blank face, as if he hadn't heard the farmer's words, and his eyes looked straight at the blue curtain in the distance, as if he could see the situation inside.

The peasant boy who was ignored was furious and shouted angrily: "Hey, you are deaf!"

The loud rebuke focused everyone's attention, and the lame man turned his head, his brow furrowed, and his eyes seemed to be perfunctory to some annoying guest.

"Hey!" The farmer, who had never seen such a look since he was a child, lifted his sleeves, tilted his neck and asked, "Very arrogant, lame! Look at your appearance is very fresh, which family is the son, 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 be sure that the person in front of him must be a second ancestor who does not learn and does not know how to do it.

Background is extremely important, and they are often people who have little ability, because they are useless except for a good tire.

In the past, this kind of person Tang Luo didn't even glance at it, and without saying a word, he looked away and continued to study the azure array in the distance.

And being ignored twice, the farmer was furious, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it, but was pulled by a person next to him.

"What's the fight with a cripple!" The friend pulled the farmer's next door and whispered, "How about you hold 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 provoke and confront, because young and frivolous children are not convinced, and feel that the world is trampled under their feet, and what they want to do, they must do it.