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Because he had been avoiding people in the cultivation world, Zhao Xinyu was worried that he would not be able to keep up, so he quickened his pace. However, many times he would only use his cultivation to go all out late at night.

And late that night, while Zhao Xinyu was rushing forward with all his strength, the golden feather in the sky suddenly said, "Boss, something is strange."

Zhao Xinyu was shocked. He moved and hid in the depression of the sand dune. He quickly buried his body in the sand, leaving only his head exposed.

A few minutes later, Zhao Xinyu's pupils suddenly enlarged, and there was a gloomy feeling in the cold night sky. Then three erratic figures suddenly appeared in his sight.

Unlike normal people, the three of them were almost floating, and there were several paper people around them. After seeing the paper people, Zhao Xinyu suddenly had a creepy feeling, because the paper people could move freely. , although the movements are slow and the movements are as stiff as a puppet, they are able to move just like humans.

There are three figures, two old and one young. The old one can't tell his age clearly, and the young one looks to be around 20. All three of them are wearing coarse clothes. When the three of them pass by Zhao Xinyu's hiding area, the three of them suddenly appear at the same time. Turning his head to look at where Zhao Xinyu was hiding.

The next moment, the aura of the old man at the front fluctuated slightly, and several paper figures shot towards the area where Zhao Xinyu was.

"Don't forget that this is the secular world. He should be a casual cultivator. He has no ill intentions towards us. Let's go." Although the voice was low and erratic, Zhao Xinyu could hear it clearly, which made him shocked. , how did they discover themselves?

With a faint sigh, an old voice came, "How many cultivating forces have you seen passing by during this time?"

Zhao Xinyu's heart moved slightly. The other party had discovered him, and these words should have been addressed to him. He came out of the sand and said respectfully: "There are at least hundreds of teams."

"Thank you, young man." As the words fell, the three of them drifted towards the distance.

Looking at the three people walking away, Zhao Xinyu was stunned. How did they know that they were young and who they were?

Thinking about the weird three people, Zhao Xinyu's vigilant heart became even more vigilant. It is like this now. If he enters that place and is not careful, he will fall into an abyss of eternal destruction.

The young man in the distance looked at an old man and said, "Grandpa, that is obviously an old man. How can you call him a young man?"

The old man paused slightly and looked at the young man, "Sky Burial, remember the aura on his body."

Seeing the young man nodding, the old man said softly: "Sky Burial, we have always taught you that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. Your current cultivation level is in the soul martial realm. Even in the cultivation world, you can be regarded as the proud son of heaven. That person's age A little older than you, but definitely no more than thirty years old, and his cultivation level is also in the soul martial realm, but he is a casual cultivator. I feel that this young man is good. Remember his aura, if he is in the future If you are in trouble, help him, he may be the noble person in your life."

"Father, you..." If Zhao Xinyu were here now, he would definitely be surprised, because the two of them seemed to be almost the same age, but the other old man called the other father.

"In the past few years, I feel that the world has begun to change. After the last disaster, there are only three of us in the Beiming family. Sky burial is too dull and honest. Without the help of noble people, the Beiming family will be finished in the generation of sky burial. The young man just now looked ordinary, but his face showed that he was a man of great luck. There is no harm in being friendly with him. Didn't you feel that there were four special auras around him just now?"

"You mean the auras of the four strange beasts?"

"There are not many strange beasts in the world of cultivation now, and there are no strange beasts in the secular world. Even if there are, they are in the deep mountains where food and training resources are abundant. Don't you think it's suspicious that strange beasts appear in this barren land?"

"You mean those four strange beasts are all related to that young man?"

"The four strange beasts belong to three categories. They are only tens of meters away from each other, but they did not fight. There is only one possibility, that is, they are all contracted beasts of some young man. A casual cultivator has four beasts around him. A strange beast with a high level of cultivation, do you think this young man is simple?"

Huh, the old man and the young man took a deep breath at the same time, and finally there was a trace of horror in their calm eyes.

"Could he be a child of the beast-controlling clan or other forces?"

"Do you think that such a talented disciple would have no one to protect him? There is no one near him. His cultivation level is not low but he does not get in front of others. This shows that he has concerns and his xinxing is extremely high. It is best to have such a person as a friend. But even if you can't be his friend, you can't be his enemy."

Three days later, Zhao Xinyu looked at an area with a solemn expression. This was a flat desert area. At this moment, there were at least thousands of people on the lifeless desert, and thousands of people gathered in an area.

In the center of the area, there is a large area of ​​ruins hidden in the yellow sand. Could this be the ancient ruins? Zhao Xinyu was confused.

He had seen a lot of ancient ruins like this on the road, so he probably could find something good like this.

"Recruit like-minded partners," just when Zhao Xinyu was confused, a middle-aged man in his forties said loudly. Five or six middle-aged people had gathered around him, and each of them had a high level of cultivation. Above the Xuanwu realm, the middle-aged man shouting has reached the Yuanwu realm.

While Zhao Xinyu was observing those people, the middle-aged man who shouted looked at him and said, "Brother, join us, and everything you get will be divided equally."

Zhao Xinyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly. He did not speak, but walked in another direction, because he just saw a gloomy look in the middle-aged man's eyes. This man had evil intentions. This was Zhao Xinyu's first reaction to him. An impression.

There were also teams recruiting companions in other areas, but Zhao Xinyu ignored them and instead walked to an area and sat cross-legged confidently.

He has partners such as Heifeng, Qingyun, Jinhen, and Jinyu. Each of them is the most sincere partner. He will not approach people he doesn't know. And if he lets them discover his secret, he may not have to wait for the opportunity to find them. He will do something to himself.

Just as Zhao Xinyu sat down, his eyes narrowed slightly. He saw a team that was different from the others, and there was a familiar face in the team. He was really here.

Looking at the familiar face, Zhao Xinyu felt mixed emotions. Although Zhou Xingxing wanted to deal with him several times, he still didn't know how to face this former brother.

Suddenly, several sounds of energy breaking through the air came from a distance, and many people's eyes shrank slightly. They felt from the energy fluctuations in the space that the cultivation level of the person coming was not weak.

Within a few breaths, four figures shot out from a distance. Near the area where people gathered, they passed through the crowd without stopping at all.

"Go back." After passing through several waves of people, an angry shout rang out, and then a figure suddenly appeared and punched an old man in his seventies at the front.

"Boom", the old man screamed and flew backwards, while the other three were shocked and retreated to the outside of the crowd.

"The peak of the late Soul Martial Realm", Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that the person who had just taken action was a middle-aged man in his forties.

"I really don't know how to live or die. My cultivation level in the Yuanwu Realm means I want to get to the innermost level. If there were no restrictions on my cultivation level, I would have reached the innermost level a long time ago." A voice rang out from the crowd.

Zhao Xinyu was shocked, and he understood something in his heart instantly. It turned out that these people who came here did not come first, but based on their strength. The more powerful they were, the better the positions they occupied.

The four of them were repulsed and disgraced, and they looked for an area in despair.

While people were still discussing, many people's eyes shrank slightly, and they suddenly had a gloomy feeling. When they turned their heads, they saw three erratic figures.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed slightly, "It's them." The three people were the three strange people he met on the road. What puzzled Zhao Xinyu was that the three people were clearly in front of him, but why did they come later than him.

While he was surprised, the three people had already arrived near him. Perhaps sensing Zhao Xinyu's presence, the young man turned to look at Zhao Xinyu and nodded to Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu was stunned. He saw the young man's face for the first time. His handsome face was slightly pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. His deep eyes made Zhao Xinyu feel palpitated. His long hair was fluttering but could not hide it. The gloomy.

Zhao Xinyu's heart suddenly moved, "Could they be the ghosts of the Japanese?"

Thinking of the Japanese Ghost Division, Zhao Xinyu's eyes showed a hint of coldness.

The three people and several paper figures here have already entered the crowd. They ignored the gloating eyes of the people around them and did not stop in their steps.

"Get back". An old man in his sixties took action angrily, and the terrifying energy made the space emit a harsh tearing sound. Judging from the sound, the old man's cultivation level was higher than that of the middle-aged man who had just taken action.

"Boom", what shocked those who planned to watch the excitement was that this time it was not the old man who flew backwards, but the old man who took action.

"Whoever dares to take action will die." An old voice sounded, as if coming from hell, making people nearby feel like they were falling into hell.

"He is Beiming Zangtian of the Ming Zang family."

As soon as this name came out, the people around them couldn't help but shudder, and many people's expressions changed drastically. In the era of cultivators, the name of the Ming Burial Family was a name that countless cultivators talked about, even if it was a super power. Everyone is afraid of this family.

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