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"I found a high-quality ore vein." Shi San deliberately lowered his voice, but said every word.

Hearing the four words of high-grade mineral veins, the patriarch's eyes suddenly showed shock.

"Is this true?"

These words did not come from the patriarch, but came from outside the door. At this moment, several men in Taoist robes with cloud patterns and Xuanqing walked in from outside the door. How fierce.

The patriarch of the Black Dragon Tribe saw these Taoists, left the stone seat in a hurry, knelt down on one knee, and respectfully said: "Welcome to the Taoists."

Shi San knew that high-grade ore veins were not very attractive to warriors in the mortal world, but his mind was meticulous enough to know that this small tribe, which was only established ten years ago, could develop rapidly, sweeping away dozens of people, big and small, around them. A gang, and controlled several cities, all signs show that behind the Black Dragon Tribe, there must be practitioners.

The reason why he knew about the mineral veins was also from this tribe, but he never expected to see them with his own eyes at this moment.

"It's absolutely true. There are two practitioners in the tribe. I was there when the high-grade mineral vein was discovered." Shi San's voice trembled.

"The sect closest to here is the Tianxuan Sword Sect. Most of them are disciples of the Sword Sect. I didn't expect such a declining sect to have such a chance." The Taoist said, with a hint of contempt on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the wind, the patriarch turned the rudder, and blurted out: "This cultivator even injured our people. They rely on their mouths and flying swords, and we can't do anything about it."

The Taoist said in a deep voice: "Brother Ling Zhen, you tell the uncle about this first, and the others will come with me to meet them."

The Taoist named Ling Zhen nodded and left.

"It's best to have a few Taoist chiefs take action. This time, let the villain discover this priceless ore vein. I wonder if I can get a elixir for awakening the Yuanshenhai. This has already been delayed in the realm of the innate martial arts. It's been too long." The patriarch smiled obsequiously, and the flesh on his face was piled up.

The Taoist looked sternly, threw him a bottle of pills, and said, "This is for you."

"Thank you, Daoist! Thank you, Daoist!"

The patriarch was overjoyed, and immediately ordered a person to come in. The man looked ruffian and walked with a limp. It was the young ruffian who was almost half disabled after being beaten, but the injury was obviously not healed. Seeing Shi San at this moment, His face was full of anger, and he shouted: "Patriarch, this guy is from the Qinghe Tribe, kill him quickly!"

The patriarch gave him a hard look, and said: "He is from our Black Dragon Tribe now, now you find Yang Zheng and Mo Long, two innate martial saints, and then bring 100 people over there, and give me the Qinghe Tribe." Flattened."

"But...there are practitioners there, they are so powerful." The young ruffian still has lingering fears.

The Taoist said coldly: "I will deal with them myself. Since there are ore veins there, I don't want any living beings to exist when they mine in the future."

"I understand that." The patriarch nodded.

"Then there's no problem. I'll kill them all this time, leaving no one behind!" My son, there were many evil thoughts in my heart, and a sinister smile appeared on my face.

At this moment, Shi San's face was still as cold as ice, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he was already a member of the Black Dragon Tribe.

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Qinghe tribe.

The old patriarch went to the ancestral hall to worship the gods and ancestors every day. Although his attitude towards Yuan Futu was much better because of the previous incident, when it came to the issue of relocation, his position was extremely firm and he refused to make any concessions.

After grinding for a whole morning, there was still no result. Yuan Futu knew that he should not act too hastily, so he calmed down and took Xiaodouzi to the place where the ore vein was, intending to collect some samples of spirit stones and bring them back to the sect.

Xiaodouzi squatted on the ground, boredly watching the colored and colorful air flowing through the gap, frowned and said, "Brother Futu, are we going to waste like this?"

Yuan Futu's expression also looked a little dignified. If the consumption continued like this, before the tribe moved, this high-quality mineral vein would have been exposed. He had to think of other ways to make the old patriarch change his mind.

At this time, another spirit stone was rushed out by the power of the elements. Xiaodouzi hurried over to pick it up, and when he straightened up, he suddenly felt an extremely sharp sword intent descending from the sky, with a frightening force. Speed ​​shot to his chest.

boom!

Xiaodouzi swung his fist, and the sword glow shattered, but his tyrannical body couldn't help but retreat two steps.

The comer is not good, but the strength is extraordinary!

Yuan Futu waved his hand and sealed the gap with a formation. Looking at the sky, he saw several Taoist priests wearing cloud-pattern Xuanqing Taoist robes stepping on flying swords and falling in front of them.

"Two Dharma gods in the middle stage, three Hunyuan peaks." Yuan Futu murmured, but his face looked very slack, as if he didn't pay attention to these five Taoists at all, but then he noticed their clothes, It felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and when he remembered the fragment in the muddy world, his brows frowned suddenly.

"This ore lode is already owned by us, please leave." The leading Taoist said.

Xiaodouzi was puzzled and said, "Obviously we discovered it first, you are the ones who want to leave."

Yuan Futu waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Why bother to reason with these people, they clearly want to kill people to silence them."

Xiaodouzi asked in astonishment, "Why?"

Yuan Futu squeezed his fists and made a creaking sound, "Because they think they have a big backer behind them, so they can do whatever they want."

"Then what do we do?"

"Just like them, kill and silence."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the Taoist was already impatient, and directly held the flying sword in his hand, and swung it forward. A bright light suddenly appeared on the blade, shining so brightly that people dare not look directly at it.

"Bright True Essence?"

Yuan Futu sneered, and held the Zhuhuang Sword in front of his body. Following the shock of the golden core, a moon-white light was released from the blade, but this light and true energy was more than ten times stronger than that of the Taoist.

Two forces that were not on the same plane collided, and the result can be imagined. The Taoist screamed, and flames burst out all over his body, and he kept retreating. Blood flowed from the corner of his eyes, as if his pupils were torn apart by the strong light.

At the same time, Xiaodouzi had already swooped in like a slippery fish, and shouted, "All the heavens!"

The true essence of the Fashen state circulated in the body, as if the meridians and acupoints of the whole body were burning, containing unimaginable power.

Xiaodouzi's skin gradually turned red, and he bent his knees and bumped into the chest of a Taoist. He heard a snort, and pieces of the clothes on the Taoist's chest were shattered, and then his chest collapsed, and a thick force penetrated into him, causing his back to crumble. It bulged up suddenly, his clothes shattered again, and he flew up obliquely, and when he fell to the ground, he was already unconscious.

The biggest disadvantage of practitioners is the physical body!