Qin Xiaotian made a few cold sounds, the momentum was huge, the sound was loud, and the horses behind him were so frightened that they also raised their front hooves and were about to run out, the coachman hurriedly pulled the reins and drank the horses loudly, Zhou Chousheng, who was sitting on the back seat of the carriage, was also stumbling, his heart sank suddenly, his hands tightened his hands tightly grasped the wheel, and he called the coachman with a somewhat panicked face, "Master, you have to be careful, this road is too narrow, you have to pay attention." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The coachman looked down, and when he came down, it was indeed a cliff dozens of meters high, and when he fell, there were no bones. He tried his best to control his disordered mood, and asked, "It's okay, Master Zhou, you can rest assured." ”

After Qin Xiaotian roared a few times, there were still a few bandits rushing over with blood on their faces, "Could it be that they are iron giants? With such a heavy murderous intent, it is the first time he has encountered such an opponent!"

"Come on, I'll wipe out all of you bandits, and there will be no one left, which is what we want most. Qin Xiaotian's face changed, and the flaming sword in his hand was slowly raised above his head, and after this sword was lost again for a few days, it seemed to absorb the anger of others, and it was about to come out.

Suddenly, he snorted, and flew straight towards a thief who was rushing over with a sword, the black hat on his head had fallen off, his hair was coiled high, his appearance was untidy, his face was covered with blood, and his face was almost blurred, and he didn't care about wiping it, and still rushed forward. Qin Xiaotian's flaming sword turned into a red light and shadow like a long eye, and shot straight towards the bandit.

"Ouch!"

The flaming sword pierced through the opponent's chest, the thief's body was crooked, the sword in his hand was consciously inserted into the ground, one leg fell to the side, his eyes looked fixedly ahead, his mouth twitched, blood spurted out, but his body still did not fall.

Gradually・・・・・・

The exposed blade gradually turned red, then brighter and brighter, emitting a powerful red light. Qin Xiaotian knew in his heart that this was because the Flame Sword had absorbed the essence blood in the bandit's body.

It took a long time for the body to fall with a thud. Seeing this, several other bandits panicked and fled in embarrassment. Qin Xiaotian rushed forward, pulled the flaming sword from the thief's body, and muttered: "You brute, you are really greedy, you always have to absorb some essence blood every time to become obedient・・・・・"

"I let you all be wiped out, do you still want to run?" Qin Xiaotian swept the flaming sword in his hand towards the bandit again, and after a few screams, they all fell in the middle of the road.

Seeing that the middle of the road was full of the corpses of the bandits, Zhou Chousheng, who was sitting in the back seat of the carriage, was crying out in distress, and ordered the guy in the carriage behind him to say: "Get out of the car and clean the barricades and move the corpses of the bandits away, otherwise the time will be delayed, and the monster will be angry." ”

The three guys in the carriage jumped out of the carriage with their butts staggered, rolled up their sleeves slightly, and cursed while nagging, "These damn bandits are really annoying, and they will torture people even if they die." ”

They became a bunch of ghosts blocking the way, and they hurt us. The driver in the first car was too reluctant to go, and was about to jump down to help carry the body of the bandit, Zhou Chousheng, who was sitting in the car, was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped him, "You go down, the horse rushes forward, what should I do? Sit down!"

The coachman quickly sat down, holding the reins tightly in his hand, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Qin Xiaotian turned around and also came to help clear the barricades, and the blood he looked at stained the road red, "These bandits, it's a pity that some Demon Sect disciples chose the wrong path..."

A few disciples relied on some brute force, one by one to lift the corpses of the bandits, Qin Xiaotian came up a few feet, kicked several corpses in a row, and soon, the carriage could go unimpeded, everyone clapped their hands, and then climbed into the carriage and continued to move forward.

But Zhou Chousheng, who had been sitting in the carriage, was still a little worried, there was still nearly half the way to Meteor Ridge, and there should be no more bandits. Otherwise, it will be hard and time-consuming, it would be good to be able to complete the task according to Qin Xiaotian's instructions, anyway, I am old, and I can live a more stable life every day, don't be so frightened, I am already satisfied. Qin Xiaotian seemed to know his inner thoughts, and persuaded: "Master Zhou, don't panic, this matter of being with the demon ** will soon be exposed..."

From then on, there was no such transaction in the outer sect. We are all carrying some fakes in the car now, just to lure out the disciples of the Demon Sect, and it is not a real deal!

"Well, I know it, but it's only a few dozen miles away, and I don't know what danger will be. Zhou Chousheng replied worriedly.

Qin Xiaotian thought that he was an old man, and he didn't have any cultivation, but he had been the owner of a pawnshop for a few years, and now he had been beaten into his original form by the foreign sect, and he was still an old disciple who had not cultivated, which was really sad! The older he gets, the more he is afraid of death, this Zhou Chousheng may be this kind of person.

"It's okay, with me Qin Xiaotian here, I can also top it for an hour or two when the sky falls!" Qin Xiaotian said with some exaggeration, having said that, the sky will never fall! He wanted not to let Zhou Chousheng worry about this matter, and he comforted him like this.

Suddenly, Qin Xiaotian said to everyone: "Let's set off and rush to Meteor Ridge!"

The driver of the first carriage raised his whip, whipped the horse a few times, blew the trumpet, and drove on again.

The driver was very interested, humming a ballad: "Bathing Sect, cultivating immortal disciples all over the world, cultivating immortals, cultivating longevity, and spending a lifetime of ・・・・・・・"

Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and asked, "Little master, you are also a ballad?"

The coachman smiled awkwardly, why not, some people were herding cattle and horses in the sect, and they felt bored, so they made up a few sentences. After that, the coachman didn't dare to sing anymore, because there was a sect master here, and although he didn't accuse him directly, it was always a little embarrassing・・・・・・

After turning over a small hill again, he faintly saw the direction of the meteor, Zhou Chousheng pointed to a high mountain peak, and said to Qin Xiaotian: "Sect Master, look, there is the Meteor Ridge." ”

This Meteor Ridge also has a lot of origins. Many years ago, one night, when a meteor crossed the night sky, after reaching the upper end of the meteor ridge, it suddenly stopped, and then fell down, and landed on the ridge, since then, I don't know why? On this meteor ridge, there are demons from all directions gathering on this ridge, not to mention hundreds of demons of all kinds, there is a small village nearby, they have to migrate out.

But then, out of nowhere, a monk with advanced cultivation came, and in a month's time, he killed a lot of demon beasts, according to his words, there was a comet on the ridge in the lower realm, and it emitted a powerful evil aura, and attracted those demon beasts, so as to gather there...