Chapter 931: Escort

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Even though the two divine frontiers are already close at hand, there is still void sea water and void fog between them, like a strait of death, isolating everything.
To pass, we must grasp a very wonderful opportunity, that is, when the huge ridges of the earth veins collide with the huge ridges of the earth veins, when the flames of the earth veins soar into the sky and fly into the sky, the fog of nothingness will be affected at this time. The hot air and hot paste are baked to a high place, and then pass through the fog at the right time.
When the three of them passed through the chaos of these two gods, they were almost thrown into the turbulent void water by the storm, and almost evaporated by the terrible heat generated between the two gods.
The gods are still small in such a border.
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Arrived at the land of Qingshui in Yuheng Shenjiang.
This is the southernmost point of Yuheng, and there are exactly one hundred Liancheng, so it is also called Qingshui Liancheng.
Yuheng's cultivation civilization is quite high, about one or two in ten people practice martial arts, and most of the martial arts practitioners practice swords.
This is the frontier of sword repair. No matter where you go, you can see the monks carrying the green swords. Their dresses tend to be simple, concise, and elegant.
Arriving in a blue mountain in the Qingshui Hundred City, there are several smaller mountain cities here. Zhu Minglang saw a group of swordsmen betting on darts, a few strong dragon oxen carrying precious goods, and all the swordsmen were divided into neat rows. Two columns, walking slowly in the woods, their eyes always looking around, appearing a little cautious and careful.
"On the other side of the forest, there seems to be someone." Ling Song was very alert. He pointed to the direction of the group of darts and swordsmen.
"Black eat black?" Zhu Minglang said.
"Looks like."
Linghuling glanced at the two of them, how did they feel that they were very good at this kind of thing.
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On the other side of the forest, a group of masked monks hid in the lush forest.
"Fuck a little tea, why are so many people escorted? Is it Golden Leaf?" said a bald masked man.
"Look at the footprints of the Niulong on the ground..." said the man wrapped in red cloth.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the righteous men who often did such things lit up.
"The footprints are very deep. Does this mean that these bulls and dragons are fatter?" said a masked man who looked a little bloated.
"Idiot, I've been doing it for three years, why don't they know how to do it. They use boxes to encapsulate tea, but the tea is heavy, and it is impossible to make these strong dragon cows so hard if they are full, so it must be inside. It's other treasures, tsk tsk, it may be glazed jade, we are going to make a fortune!"
The eyes of a group of masked people lit up.
They waited quietly, waiting for the prey to arrive.
"Do it!"
"Do it!"
Seeing that the prey had fallen into the sky, the righteous men who lay in ambush in the woods, one by one, I grasped the sharp weapon in my hand and prepared to kill it.
"Dear fellows, can you give me a thin noodle, let this dart go first, and it won't be robbed?" Suddenly, a voice came from above their heads.
When these green forest heroes looked up, they saw a young man stepping on the flying sword and slowly falling down.
"Imperial Swordsmanship?" These heroes stared at the uninvited guest with weird expressions, their eyes widened.
"You dare to ask why you are obstructing us. We only rob money and not kill us. What's more, according to our observations, the materials of these swordsmen are not obtained through serious channels." said the leader with a red face mask.
Zhu Minglang didn't explain either, just a quick finger, and suddenly the sword shadow flew around the green forest heroes silently.
"call out!"
When the sword spirit dragon returned to Zhu Minglang, the masked towels of the green forest heroes were all torn apart, and even the very tight wrapping cloth was directly turned into a silk strip. The face slipped.
The heroes of the green forest all revealed their true faces, and shocked expressions can be seen from their faces.
"Your Excellency is a reincarnation immortal, he is trying to influence me to wait for this kind of black business. From now on, we will wash our hands in a golden basin and never step into this river and lake for half a step!" The face of the man with a red mask No more doubts, he said to Zhu Minglang very firmly.
"Then, I wish you all a bright future in advance." After Zhu Minglang finished speaking, he stepped on his sword and left.
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The dart cart drove slowly through the narrowest section of the road, but the green forest heroes who were hiding in the lush place squatted behind, not daring to breathe.
When the dart car completely drove out of this forest, the somewhat fat green forest hero said dullly: "Is that a fairy just now?"
"What do you mean!" The leader glared at him.
"His sword shadow cuts our face to pieces without any difference. To kill us is just a matter of thought!"
"Let's wash our hands in the golden basin, things like the robbery dart are too dangerous."
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Escorting all the way, Zhu Minglang was deeply afraid of any accident to these members of the Evil Sword faction who were escorting Yin Xi fragments.
These members of the Evil Sword faction disguised themselves as escorts. Once they obtained a silver shard, they would immediately summon the nearby personnel to form a team of escorts to transport the silver shards to their headquarters.
The reason why Zhu Minglang wanted to them was naturally to put a long line forward, hoping that these members of the Evil Sword faction could lead themselves to find their lair.
Moreover, once the shards of Yinxi flowed to the people and scattered on the monks who had no fixed homes, they would waste a lot of time to collect them one by one.
So at the moment Zhu Minglang, Linghuling, and Ling Song only do one thing, and that is to ensure that all the broken pieces of Yinxi can be safely transported to the base camp of the Oblique Sword Sect.
All members of the Evil Sword Sect may not have thought that they actually have a secret patron saint.
The transportation process of Shard of Silver Xi was very smooth.
Some of the Silver Xi's Shards are only the same size as small gravel. Even though the Evil Sword Sect is crowded and powerful, it is prone to various accidents if they are transported safely to the designated place one by one.
For example, the team disguised as a scorcher at the moment, their overall strength is not very strong, and most of them are some peripheral personnel of the Evil Sword faction who are transporting. If they encounter some green forest heroes with high cultivation bases, they will also be intercepted. go.
In other words, the cultivation civilization on Yuheng's side is indeed higher, and even some master-level and monarch-level practitioners have fallen into trouble. Putting them in the former extremely court, the monarch-level can call the wind and the rain in a nation.
Times have changed!
"Really, these members of the Evil Sword Sect have different strengths. Anyway, some elites are selected to the Shard of Yin Xi. What a precious thing, it makes us worry about them!" Ling Song said in an angry tone. .