Eternal Tranquility

After listening to several people talking about Xuanyuan Zhen's strange behavior, Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng, who had finally dealt with Tiantuo, both turned dark.

Yunzheng endured it again and again, and finally swallowed back the ridicule that reached his throat.

Two or three people besieged one person, and even let the other party send a message for help. Could these people be just losers? !

Probably understanding this, all of them looked ashamed, peeping at Liu Qinghuan's face and not daring to say anything.

Liu Qinghuan looked solemn and pondered for a long time: "The god-transforming monk from the Xuanyuan family must have gone to our realm, right?"

Yun Zheng nodded: "The results of our previous investigation are indeed like this, but this news was already half a month ago. If that person happens to return to the Yin Moon Blood Realm..."

Liu Qinghuan wiped his face: "Well, we have to consider the worst case scenario..."

At this time, a sharp laughter suddenly interrupted him: "Hahaha, you gangsters, prepare to die when our ancestors come back!"

Everyone looked over and saw a young-looking Yuanying monk from the Xuanyuan clan. He had obviously noticed the sudden situation and was laughing like crazy.

At this time, the situation on the field has become clear. The Xuanyuan clan has been stubbornly resisting until now, and the situation is over.

Under the power of the Wangchuan Bell, few people who were present at the time survived. However, a dozen monks who might have been in retreat emerged from the abyss from which the Sky Turtle crawled out, and they managed to survive until now.

After learning that Xuanyuan Zhen had sacrificed his life to use blood magic to deliver the news, those people finally climbed out of the abyss of despair. Some people cried with joy, as if the ancestor of the gods would descend from the sky and rescue them in the next moment.

Liu Qinghuan rubbed his brows tiredly, and suddenly his figure flashed!

The Xuanyuan clan member who was still laughing wildly had his neck pinched without any resistance.

He raised his sword and dropped it, and his laughter suddenly stopped!

The chaotic scene fell into an eerie silence. Everyone who saw this scene shuddered and looked at Liu Qinghuan in horror and fear.

That was a Nascent Soul cultivator, not some pheasant on the roadside, but he was killed as soon as he said he would kill him!

This person is really terrible!

Liu Qinghuan swept across the audience coldly and said word by word: "I don't mind killing all of you before your god-forming ancestor comes!"

His voice was not high-pitched, but the cold murderous intent in his words made all the Xuanyuan tribesmen shudder and they all avoided his gaze.

Using thunderous means to control the situation, Liu Qinghuan turned around and said: "Liang Hanzhang, take two people to restrain the remaining people and keep them under temporary supervision. If there is resistance, they will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

Liang Hanzhang stepped out from the crowd and ordered two people.

With Liu Qinghuan's strong intimidating force on the side, no one of the remaining Xuanyuan tribe dared to make any move. Even the Nascent Soul monks gave up resistance with gray faces.

Liu Qinghuan continued without pausing: "Yunzheng, you immediately take people to open the Xuanyuan clan's treasure house, as well as the residences of the elders, the medicine garden, etc. Two hours, I will give you two hours. Time. As soon as we arrive, we leave immediately!”

Yun Zheng hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Lend me your donkey."

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand to call over the gray donkey who was hiding far away. In the past few days, they had figured out the layout of the Xuanyuan clan. Although there were still some obstacles such as the guardian array, I believed Yun Zheng could handle it.

He knew what Yun Zheng was worried about, and the safest option at the moment seemed to be to leave immediately, but!

Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He heard that the god-transformation monk had not made any progress since he was promoted to god-transformation, so he thought so!

After Yunzheng left with his people, he found a palace that had survived the disaster, casually threw out a few formation flags, and ordered Xiaohei and Chuyi to guard outside.

The little black eyes rolled around, and he started to walk out, but was suddenly stopped again.

Xiao Hei's heart skipped a beat and he asked cautiously: "Master?"

Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and asked: "Can you brew monkey wine that can replenish spiritual power? Take it out."

"Ah, uh! Yes, yes!"

Xiao Hei hurriedly took out a small jar and handed it to Liu Qinghuan diligently, secretly breaking into a cold sweat: He thought his intention was discovered by the owner, and he was shocked!

Liu Qinghuan patted the mud open, raised her head and took a sip. She felt the fragrance was refreshing and mellow, and her mouth turned into a warm current flowing to her limbs and bones.

He stretched his brows and waved with satisfaction: "Go ahead."

Xiao Hei chuckled, turned around and ran out, but the master's instructions came from behind him again: "Don't steal things from others!"

His shoulders slumped, but as soon as his mind changed, he knew that his master allowed him to follow him to search for things, and he couldn't help but feel happy again.

"Hey, hey, don't worry, Master, I'll just walk around outside!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to care about him, closed the magic circle and took out the Dinghai Pearl.

The round bead the size of a head exudes a faint light, and there are stars and mist flowing inside the bead. It is mysterious and unpredictable. When it is gently placed on the ground, it causes the magic circle in the hall to shake, making a heavy muffled sound that is disproportionate to its size. .

Liu Qinghuan took another sip of wine, feeling that the spiritual energy recovery speed in her body was significantly accelerated, and she stretched out her hand and placed it on the Dinghai Pearl.

After reaching the late Nascent Soul stage in his self-cultivation, he began to refine this innate spiritual treasure, putting his own brand on it bit by bit.

Originally, spiritual objects at the level of innate spiritual treasures could not be refined until they transformed into gods, but Liu Qinghuan relied on his skills far superior to those of monks at the same level and his extremely powerful divine consciousness to forcibly refine them. A little refined, and now it's not far from complete refinement.

The room was silent, time passed slowly, and the ball under his palm gradually emitted five-color treasure light with Liu Qinghuan's breathing and breathing, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

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Two hours passed by in a blink of an eye. When Liu Qinghuan walked out of the hall, he saw a group of people who were beaming with joy and returning home with a full load.

He and Yun Zheng looked at each other, and the other party nodded with satisfaction, knowing that they had gained a good harvest.

Jiang Nianen ran over and handed over a ring like a treasure: "Master, look!"

Liu Qinghuan took it and took a look, and saw that there was a tall vertical wall like eight large screens in the Najie. The wall was covered with clouds and mountains, like a dream, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"This is... a photo wall?"

Jiang Nian'en and the two brothers clung to Xiao Hei's shoulders: "Yes, Xiao Hei and I went to move it. When we get back, we will put it in Qingjian Peak to serve as a screen for the master. Oh, the disciple also went to remove those dark clouds. All the beasts have been collected..."

Jiang Nianen talked excitedly about his gains. Liu Qinghuan smiled and put away the ring: "This photo on the screen wall is your filial piety. You can keep the rest for yourself."

In addition to the things in the large treasury, the things they and their group collected in private belonged directly to themselves. After all, after paying blood, tears and sacrifices, they also needed to give people the motivation to fight for it.

Liu Qinghuan straightened her expression and asked, "Is everyone here? We are getting ready to leave."

The joyful atmosphere subsided, and someone immediately answered: "We're all here."

He glanced at the people present. Although the opponent suffered heavy casualties in this battle, they were not without casualties.

During the fierce counterattack and desperate struggle in Xuanyuan, Sheshan, several Jindan monks from Yunmengze rested forever on the land of another world. Two Nascent Soul monks also died accidentally, and only one of them saved the Soul. .

This is because Wangchuan Zhongxian shocked the Xuanyuan clan and left most of them with hidden injuries, otherwise the battle might have been even more tragic. As for the injuries, let alone mention them.

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly, calmed down his emotions, and issued the order in a deep voice.

"Walk!"

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