Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

After falling on the ground, the man suddenly twitched, immediately lost his vitality, and his eyes quickly darkened.

A few people who were half kneeling beside them were shocked. They all lowered their heads in a hurry. They were trembling and dared not speak again.

The Qingyi man walked back and forth alone above the hall. His face was gloomy and he could squeeze out water.

"You guys, go out and find me! If you can't bring that boy back, you'll all die!"

The angry voice rippled out of the hall, filled with murderous spirit.

Recently, Qingzhou City has become more and more hot and noisy.

Although the prize money for the revelation of looking for people is not attractive enough for the friars, the face of the National Palace is there. For many friars, more important than the thousand liang of gold is the human feelings of the National Palace, although it can't talk about the human feelings of the National Palace

In addition, after the news of the strange light from the mountains at night spread, many people came here with admiration and wanted to go in and find out.

This can be regarded as the best of both worlds. While searching for treasure, I look for the clues of Yang Xuan. No matter which one I find, it can bring me great harvest.

For a time, the small border town of the state of Wei was overcrowded, and the restaurant Inn was full.

Most importantly, most of these people are monks, and their accomplishments are basically above the later stage of the first stage, just to find an opportunity here.

In this city, which is dominated by mortals on weekdays, if you throw a brick upstairs, you can hit three or five monks.

The Yang family, as the core of the event, has naturally become the focus of such a large group of people. There are an endless stream of visitors every day. Naturally, no one dares to be presumptuous and has a very good attitude because the national hall elder Xiao Fan is here.

Even some big families from Kyoto have prepared a lot of gifts, which has made the Yang family a lot of money.

The enthusiasm of these people became more and more excited after a news came.

The Lord of the national hall is coming to Qingzhou City!

For a moment, the whole city was boiling.

The gate of Qingzhou City is not small, but it is not enough to see at this time. The onlookers are crowded. Without the cultivation of the second boundary, they can't even get in the front row.

"Tut Tut, I didn't expect to see the Lord of the national hall in such a place."

"It seems that the guy named Yang Xuan is really important. If you can find him..."

Some people can't help but fantasize, and their faces show the color of obsession, as if they were rising in the daytime.

"Cut, don't dream. It's good to have some clues. Can you compare with the elders of the national hall? They haven't found them."

"Yes, I think it's more realistic to see if we can find a magic weapon this time. Tut Tut, I'll know as soon as I hear the rumors."

"All right, silence, the motorcade is coming."

I don't know who said it in a deep voice. The several people who were still discussing fiercely calmed down and looked at the gate of the city.

Dozens of sergeants of the state of Wei took the lead and walked in the front. The long guns in their hands were shining coldly and pointed directly at the sky. The sound of armor impact on their bodies was mixed with the sound of neat steps, which made people feel awed.

Behind them were more than a dozen men in white, with Phnom Penh tattoos on them. Their faces were dignified and their eyes were indifferent. Huge Qi machines surrounded them, which immediately brought down some chaotic scenes.

For a moment, there was silence all around.

"Tut Tut, what a big hand. Looking at the Qi machine on these people, I'm afraid they are all great friars in the third realm!"

"I think so. I don't dare to feel it carefully. The fluctuation is too terrible."

The two monks of the second realm, who were far away, said something secretly. Their hearts were full of horror. The great figures of the third realm were heroes in many places, but now they can only accompany them, and there are more than ten at a time.

This is the pen of the national hall!

Among these men in white, a carriage was pulled by four large black horses. It moved slowly. Where the carriage passed, it would leave a white mark behind.

The carriage was black, as if it were made of metal. It didn't look very luxurious, but it was a little primitive. There was no decoration and pattern on the car, like a rough iron box.

However, none of the people watching here dare to underestimate it. The spiritual power fluctuation faintly emitted from the body alone is enough to surpass any luxury carriage.

This is already a treasure!

The people watched the luxurious team go in the direction of the Yang family, and they couldn't help a burst of envy.

The Yang family may be able to soar to the sky.

Of course, the premise is to find the person that Guodian wants, that is, Yang Xuan.

No one knows why Guodian wants to find Yang Xuan, but they all know that once they find it, it will be their own day of development.

Zhou Fengyuan, the Lord of the national hall, is a well-known name, which has attracted more attention today.

After entering the Yang family and staying for about two incense sticks, the onlookers saw a towering gas engine rising from the Yang family, followed by a Changhong through the air and straight away to the mountains in the distance.

"The Lord of the national hall has entered the mountains himself! My God!"

"He must have gone to find Yang Xuan himself. By the way, there are other treasures!"

"We also rush ah, a little soup will develop!"

They were immediately excited and flew in groups along the direction of the rainbow. For a time, the scene was very spectacular.

Zhou Fengyuan didn't wait for these ordinary monks. His whole body was shrouded in the five-color glow. The mountains below quickly retreated. After a while, Qingzhou City gradually disappeared in sight.

His thoughts moved, and a huge divine consciousness immediately shrouded the area below and explored it carefully.

With the support of huge cultivation, he kept running back and forth in the mountains. The search speed was very fast. After a while, he flashed. Even if he fell down, he came to the edge of a body in black.

"The third boundary, black clothes, should be that group of people."

Zhou Fengyuan frowned slightly. Because of the long time, he couldn't feel anything at this time.

"It seems that the little guy named Yang Xuan may still have some resistance. I hope he hasn't died yet!"

"If these guys break my father's big deal, even if I turn Wei over, I'll uproot them."

He said something secretly in his heart, and a momentum that soared to the sky suddenly sent out, blowing the trees around.

With a flick of his hand, a little red light immediately flew out, landed on the body in black, and burned it in the twinkling of an eye.

Zhou Fengyuan was about to fly out again when a strange voice suddenly came.