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The skinny young man muttered while digging for spirit stones, and soon there were more than a dozen pieces in the storage bag, many of which had second-level spirit stones. If there is a change, he can fly away, and it can be seen that his strength should have reached the state of the early Hunyuan.

"Look, brother, what is this?" The skinny young man was digging, and suddenly found a raised mound, which contracted and relaxed like a living thing.

The fat man frowned, then walked over, caught a glimpse of the raised mound out of the corner of his eye, and immediately sensed an extremely pure aura of vitality, he said in surprise, "Get out of the way!"

The skinny young man turned pale with fright, seeing the mound exploded with a bang, and an extremely sharp soil thorn shot up from the ground, passing by his waist, almost piercing his thin body.

The fat man took a step back, and raised his hand to slap a palm. The strong force of the palm contained a strong sense of sharpness, wrapped the soil thorns, and immediately twisted them into dust, but it was a skill of Feng Yuanli.

However, the momentum was not exhausted, and suddenly more than a dozen large and small mounds rose up from the uneven mountain walls around him, and sharp soil thorns shot out along the way, locking him up like a dungeon.

"Feng Shen Dun!"

Fatty shook his arms, and the sturdy Feng Yuan force burst out from his body, forming an invisible strangling force around him, and those soil thorns were blasted to pieces before he got close.

The skinny young man was still in shock, trembling like chaff.

"Oops, I was discovered, leave quickly!" The fat man gritted his teeth, and grabbed the skinny young man without saying a word. The two of them were lifted out of thin air by the force of the wind element, and disappeared over the mine vein in an instant.

After the two of them left, Yuan Futu came out swaggeringly, looked at the mess all over the floor, and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, that fat man doesn't like to fight, otherwise with his strength in the Hunyuan realm, my little trick is not enough to see." .”

Although he has cultivated the third-order kung fu classics, he is still at the stage of entry. It is not easy to scare the two thieves away. At this moment, he suddenly saw a token lying quietly on the ground, and Yuan Futu bent down. Picking it up, I saw that the token was about the size of a palm. I don't know what kind of material it is made of. It has a very heavy metal feel, and the word "green" is engraved on the front.

"It seems that the soil thorn just now scraped off the badge on the skinny man." Yuan Futu was playing with it, still guessing what the word "green" meant, when suddenly there were two thuds, and the two men looked like they had been robbed. The carbon-touched corpse fell violently in front of it, as if it had just been fished out of a river full of ink, but the black had penetrated into the skin, which was extremely terrifying.

Yuan Futu was taken aback and couldn't help but took two steps back. At this moment, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

This is a woman, a woman destined to be extraordinary in terms of beauty.

Although her beauty is not as pure as Lin Wan'er's, but the enchantment that seems to penetrate deep into the bone marrow is unmatched. Wearing a thin blue gauze dress, one can vaguely see the soul-stirring snow-white, delicate and pretty figure. There is no blemish on the face, and a coldness is condensed between the eyebrows and eyes, which makes people dare not look directly at it easily.

Yuan Futu sensed a special elemental power from her. This kind of elemental power is called the dark element. Although it exists in the elemental power, few people know how to use it. It is rare, but it is so strong on her body, as if it came from the law enforcer of the netherworld.

"You...killed them?" Yuan Futu looked at the two corpses and tried his best to maintain his composure.

The enchanting woman said coldly: "This mine belongs to Jianzong. Anyone who comes here to steal it should keep their heads. Why don't you kill them?"

Yuan Futu smiled wryly, "How could I be able to defeat Hunyuan, if I really have such strength, it is naturally obligatory."

"This is not an excuse. As a member of the Sword Sect, one should be prepared to die in allegiance." This enchanting woman seemed a little unreasonable, and her words were quite sharp.

Yuan Futu curled his lips, "I'm also the elder of Jianzong, wouldn't it be too aggrieved to die like this." As soon as he finished speaking, the white palm was already on his neck, like peeling an onion. The root-like five fingers were slightly drawn together, and a stream of air like ink escaped from the fingertips, covering his brain.

"Speak wildly, what are you, worthy of being called the elder of the sword sect?!" put to death.

Yuan Futu coughed violently, he couldn't speak at all, but fortunately he could move his hand, and with a flick of his fingertips, the token of the elder in the storage bag fell to the ground.

When the woman saw the token, her face changed drastically, she immediately picked it up, and said in disbelief, "Is this yours?"

"It was passed on to me by the master... Cough cough, let me appoint the senior position in this Jianzong." Yuan Futu felt that his neck was about to break.

The woman's expression suddenly softened, and there was a hint of sadness between her brows, and she said: "He still didn't come back after all."

Yuan Futu calmed down for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Are you from Jianzong, and who are you?"

The enchanting woman gave Yuan Futu a hard look, grabbed his collar, and snorted coldly: "Follow me!"

While speaking, Yuan Futu only felt that he was being sucked into a mass of dark streamer, which disappeared into the sky in an instant. He only felt that the mountains, rivers and mountains under his feet were receding extremely fast, and he came to the Tianxuan Palace in the blink of an eye.

The enchanting woman walked on the bluestone steps, as if she was touching that dark force with every step, black vein-like ripples appeared on the soles of her feet, it was hard to imagine how she cultivated this unpopular element to such a high level , The inner disciples standing on both sides didn't dare to speak at all, they just lowered their heads deeply.

Inside the treasure hall, there were many people standing, and the major sword masters were lined up on both sides, including Xiaonan from the Tianxuan Sword House, while Jian Twelve was sitting at the top, and standing beside him was Old Shen Yuan. .

The enchanting woman grabbed Yuan Futu's collar and walked in front of Jian Twelve, bent slightly, and said, "Nangong Qiushui sees the suzerain."

Nangong Qiushui!

Yuan Futu had heard of this name a long time ago, the only female elder in the rumors, he did not expect to be such a beautiful girl, but her strength seemed a bit outrageous.