Chapter 392: Kill

White horse cricket.
The Baima Pass is narrow and long, with cliffs on both sides and dense trees. A stream flows down the mountain and runs straight through the entire mountain stream.
It is said that I do not know the age or the age, there was an emperor who had been driving to fight against enemy countries, separated from his army on the battlefield, and ran here alone.
When the emperor fled to the white horse stable, which was not yet called white horse stable, he was tired and tired, and stopped to drink water.
It happened that the enemy team traced here according to the trail. The emperor thought that there was no way to escape, and was trying to brag.
At this time, the white horse under his seat showed great power and even leapt straight up from the water, straddling a height of thousands of meters, and landed directly on the cliff of Yingding.
So, with the enemy team stunned, the emperor laughed and went away.
In honor of the Saviour's white horse, the mountain stream has since been named the White Horse Stream.
The legend of the white horse is very beautiful, but the surrounding mountains are connected, and this small mountain is actually inconspicuous. If it hadn't happened to hear the conversations of those hunters, Zhang Yang would never know what happened here.
The moonlight was not too bright, and the clear light was sprinkled, and then blocked by towering trees, making the forest dark and almost out of reach.
Such an environment is more advantageous for Zhang Yang, who can see things at night and has a strong sense. In the case of knowing yourself and knowing one another, it was easy to avoid the sentry post of the pass and go up the stream to find the target.
At present, Zhang Yang is hiding behind an ancient tree, and the consciousness spreads out. Every grass and tree within a range of more than 300 meters is mapped into his mind.
There were a bonfire at the source of the stream, more than two hundred meters in front. Seven or eight people were talking about what was going on, and their solemn faces were filled with joy.
An old man Bai Ranhuai, who is surrounded by the stars and moon, is like an extravagant man.
However, when Zhang Yang's consciousness was scanned, he smiled immediately.
This good-looking old guy turned out to be just a monk at the fourth stage of the gas refinery period; among the others, there was a young man who had just entered the first stage of the gas refinery period, and the rest were practiced for a few days Putting style mortals.
What the strength of the Lee family is really scum. These people may be domineering in the secular world, but Zhang Yang determined that if he shot, he could shoot them all in the hand.
In this way, Zhang Yang was in no hurry, his body moved forward, and the voice of the person gradually passed.
"Such a treasure is a blessing to our Li family! Once we let others know, we might be destroyed. We should understand the reason for his sin." The speaker was a sturdy one. Middle-aged people. At first glance, the dragon-shaped tiger form looks like foreign exercises.
"Oh? The meaning of the second uncle is to make this treasure hand-to-hand? The situation in the cultivation world is clearer than anyone else. The precious resources such as Lingmai have long been divided up by various majors and families. Think of me Li Home, although the scenery in the secular world, but it is the lowest existence in the world of cultivation, even the weakest branches of spiritual veins are not eligible to occupy ... If there are resources, with the ancestor's qualifications, how late Can't get promoted? This clear Lingquan is the opportunity for our family to rise, and I will never let anyone out.
The talking Li Liang is exactly the young man who has just stepped into the first stage of the refining period. Although speaking to the second uncle, the tone was not very polite.
The Xiu Zhen family also respects its strength. At this young age, Liang Liang entered the refining period. His combat effectiveness was not even comparable to that of the "second uncle". However, his potential for advancement was great. He was the most beloved ancestor of the "ancestors". The family is a key target for cultivation. Therefore, naturally, has its own pride.
On this call, the "second uncle" flushed immediately:
"Although the treasures are good, they have to be enjoyed. Now, my Li family discovered the treasures in Baimayu, and all the surrounding mountain villages already knew about it. Sooner or later, this thing will spread. Like the nearby Sheshan pie, etc., I will definitely send someone to ask, how should we cope? Moreover, this Qingling Spring is only of great benefit to vision, but it is not helpful for the promotion and promotion. For this chicken-like treasure, my Li family is in danger The situation is really not the wise man! "
"What the second uncle said is really interesting! What is Qingling Spring just good for eyesight? Is it a chicken-like treasure? Ask the cultivation world, which one does not know the preciousness of Qingling Spring? As long as we extract Qingling Spring I went to the underground city in exchange for Lingshi. What can't I buy? This is a huge treasure! As long as the news you said leaks, it is not a problem at all. We found that the clear spring water is only a few days ... … As long as all the surrounding mountain villages have been slaughtered to create the illusion that the monsters are out of the mountain, they are all concealed. "
The young man Li Liang had a calm tone. When he talked about "burning out several surrounding mountain villages", his face did not change.
Not far away, Zhang Yang heard a cold look, killing surging.
What should the middle-aged "second uncle" say, the good-looking old guy next to him said:
"All right!"
In a word, everyone was quiet.
The old man is the founder of the family and has absolute authority.
"Liang Er is right, all resources in the cultivation world are occupied by large and small martial arts families. This clear spring water is indeed the only opportunity for our rise. For this spring water, it is worth taking some risks. No need for argument Let ’s do it now. Lianger will take people to take care of the villagers in the surrounding mountains. Li Shan and you will start to collect the clear spring water. Be careful. This small beach spring water has accumulated for hundreds of years. Every drop is valuable. "The old man cautioned carefully.
"Yes, ancestor!" Li Liang promised, and turned around and acted.
Naturally, Zhang Yang could not let them go to harm the mountain people.
Boom!
The sound of a heavy object falling from the ground had already jumped out from behind the trees, and landed on the only small road, blocking the way out.
"Zombie!"
"It's a zombie!"
Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance clearly by the fire, the party exclaimed immediately.
Huh!
Several people took out their weapons, but they were mainly swords.
Zhang Yang's heart was surging and his legs were kicking on the ground. The whole man looked like the wind and flew towards the oldest man who was the strongest.
"what!"
The old guy couldn't care less about his image either, he screamed, the sword stabbed in his hand, and his body flashed to the side.
Ding!
In a sound, Zhang Yang's claws slammed the long sword directly, and the rest of his strength remained unabated. He grabbed the old guy's neck and stretched out his hand.
"Uh! Uh!"
The old guy was almost suffocated, his legs kicked hard; while dying, he did not give up the last struggle, but he was pinching a trick in his hand and suddenly pointed.
puff!
A flame directly ignited the clothes on Zhang Yang's chest.
However, just after the flames ignited, a smoldering gas broke out in Zhang Yang's body, and immediately extinguished it.
"Old ancestor!"
Several people around shouted and shot.
Ding Ding Ding!
Several long swords and short swords pierced Zhang Yang's body, sending out a dense sound of gold and iron clashes. Looking at Zhang Yang's body again, it was just that his clothes were punctured with small holes, but his skin was intact.
The strength of Zhang Yang's body surpassed the seventh-level zombies and approached the eighth-level zombies. It cannot be said that the copper skin and iron bones are not much different. It is definitely not something that ordinary swords can hurt.
"His—roar!"
Zhang Yang snapped the old guy's neck, and turned abruptly at the same time, gnashing his teeth, his face snarling.
"Ah-my ancestor is dead!"
Several people immediately collapsed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and fled when they turned.
Of course, Zhang Yang couldn't give them a chance to escape, and his body moved like a gust of wind.
Puff puff!
Claws fluttered, blood splattered, and several human heads rolled off the ground.
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