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Hearing Luo Qingcheng's voice, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Indeed, there is the breath of the four of them here, obviously they have just passed here.

But he always felt something was wrong.

It's very big here, and I always feel that it took him several hours after wandering around in place, but why does it seem to have no end.

After walking around for half a circle, I was still standing still.

"Young Master Zhang, isn't this a maze?" Bao Bei couldn't see Zhang Yi, so he could only face Zhang Yi and said based on his feeling.

Zhang Yi smiled bitterly, and held Luo Qingcheng's plain hand tightly, as if afraid that she would get lost, and said in an extremely deep voice: "It's not bad, although we all walk by feeling, these roads always take us Walked back to the original place."

"Why don't you take out that bead and try it?" Luo Qingcheng said after thinking for a moment.

After all, the hole was made by the beads, so it must have some origin, otherwise it wouldn't have caused such a big fight.

Although I don't know if it is the basalt inner alchemy those people are talking about, but the dazzling light just now is enough to prove that the origin of the beads is extraordinary.

"Should I go back and ask Mr. Chen how this bead came from?" Zhang Yi nodded slowly, and said while taking out the bead.

He knew one thing very well, no matter what the bead was, it was nothing special.

How can it be an ordinary bead that can cause such a big commotion.

'tread! '

'tread! '

Only then did Zhang Yi take out the beads, and there were footsteps not far away.

The footsteps were very light, as if walking slowly.

Zhang Yi's eyes froze, he quickly retracted the beads, and said in an extremely low voice: "It is estimated that the situation just now attracted the attention of these people, and now they also jumped into the hole."

"Then what do we do?"

"Act by chance!"

Soon, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and it was no longer a subtle sound, but speeding up. If they guessed correctly, those people should also know the aura of themselves and others.

Although all of them held back their breath, in this empty place, as long as there was a trace of smell coming out, it would definitely not be able to hide the noses of these cultivators.

"Who are you?" About three or four minutes later, a voice like a duck's voice suddenly came.

Zhang Yi stared coldly. Although he couldn't see the other party, he could know that there were seven people in the other party through his spiritual knowledge, and the one with the highest cultivation level had the peak of the third-level supernatural power, and the rest were all half-step supernatural powers. The lowest one actually has the innate Dzogchen realm.

What surprised Zhang Yi was that the other party was not a reclusive person or a secular person, but a person who looked a bit like the mainland of China.

But is there such a low level of people in the mainland of China?

Zhang Yi kept asking himself in his heart, after all, it is said that the lowest level has supernatural powers, and people at the first level of Yuqing can be seen everywhere in the mainland of China.

Are these seven people from mainland China?

Seeing that Zhang Yi didn't answer for a long time, the seven people on the opposite side seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and the duck's voice sounded again: "If you don't say anything more, don't blame us for being rude."

"People from mainland China?"

Zhang Yi's sudden voice surprised the person opposite, and murderous aura emerged instantly.

Sensing the murderous intent of these people, Zhang Yi's wise eyes gleamed with a cold light, and the realm of the fifth level of supernatural power burst out instantly, and waves of coercion from heaven and earth swept across the entire ground.

The overwhelming coercion made the faces of the people over there change dramatically.

Before Zhang Yi could launch an attack, Yan Feng of Matouqin suddenly said, "Boy, they are from mainland China!"

"Really?" Zhang Yi whispered.

"Yeah!" Yan Feng nodded slowly: "But the strength is too different from that group on the mountain, probably some casual cultivators."

"Loose repair?"

"Yes!" After Yan Feng replied firmly, he seemed to ponder for a moment: "Actually, I can be regarded as a casual cultivator, including my family."

"What is a casual cultivator?"

"As the name suggests, casual cultivators are people without any organization, but this kind of people will be bullied very badly, and because they don't have some decent magic weapons, the progress of cultivation is also very slow, so the casual cultivators over there can only be others. slave."

Hearing the words, Zhang Yi nodded as if he understood.

However, he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Even if he has the realm of the fifth level of supernatural powers, he can only land safely with the help of the Linglong Jade Pendant and the Ring Spirit.

But these people's realm is so low, but they can still come here safely. It has to be said that the people who have been in the mainland of China are not comparable to them.

"But you can rest assured that these people will not be your opponents. It is estimated that they just do not want to become slaves of others, so they come here to find treasures to enhance their strength."

Hearing Yan Feng's words, Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and said angrily, "You don't need to say it."

Then, he took a step forward, and his voice was strong and cold, and it got into the ears of these people domineeringly: "If you don't say it, it proves that you are."

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man in the lead was taken aback for a moment, and immediately his heart was filled with overwhelming anger, and his body shone with light.

Because of the real energy of the middle-aged man, Zhang Yicai was overjoyed to see the faces of the seven people facing him clearly, and then he was not to be outdone, his lips moved quickly, and the star art and the ring of the gods instantly burst out with shocking killing intent.

Seeing this, the complexions of the seven people changed suddenly.

Whoosh!

Zhang Yi moved.

As if disappearing into the night, it became one with the night.

"you……"

Before the leader could speak, his pupils shrank suddenly, and Zhang Yi had already stood in front of him at some point.

Immediately, he hastily raised his hand to block Zhang Yi's powerful blow.

But the strength gap is too great.

Zhang Yi's fist suddenly glowed with golden light, and he slammed into the middle-aged man's fist hard.

Click.

puff!

Immediately after the sound of bones breaking, the middle-aged man backed up a few steps in a row, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked shocked.

powerful!

At this moment, the first thought that flashed through his mind was that the opponent was too strong.

Feeling his broken arm, the middle-aged man's voice was very vigilant and low: "Who are you?"

They have come down from the Shenzhou Continent for so long, and they have never encountered such a powerful opponent.

This person actually broke his own arm with one move, which is really an intangible cultural heritage.

Could it be that people from mainland China came down too?

But his own feelings told him that these four people definitely did not come from the mainland of China, they are people from this world.

There is such a powerful master in this world?

Thinking of this, the heart of the middle-aged man sank to the bottom, and his breathing became more and more serious due to the disorder in his body.

"A person who can kill you!" Zhang Yi said calmly.