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Boom!

Below the rock fall, a young figure, like a dragon, soared to the sky. His body rose a few points, and then a Shaolin magic fist burst out directly. With a loud bang, the rock fall was directly divided into two parts by Ling Jian's body. As soon as the fist was filled in, the rocks in front of it broke into pieces.

Brush!

Ling Jian's body is close to the stone wall, and then ten fingers are firmly inserted on the stone wall. Another move of Wudang soft palm directly vibrates the rock wall of the waterfall, with a clear click sound. Ling Jian is behind the rock waterfall, and then has a quiet rest, a pause, and a vertical body, along the mountain wall several feet high, Violent rocks, hit on his body, but did not move.

Brush!

Ling Jian's movement is very fast and agile. It's like an ape climbing under the cliff. In a few breath, he has climbed from the bottom of the cliff to the top of the cliff.

Bang!

Ling Jian's body was vertical. When his figure was about to approach the top of the cliff, he suddenly jumped up and then fell on the top of the cliff steadily.

"Hehe, it seems that my strength has improved. I hope that I can reach the level of martial arts in Yuntian mountain range. "

after suppressing his thoughts, Ling Jian's eyes twinkled, then jumped up and fell down to the cliff again, starting the round-trip cultivation.

"Go

Under the cliff, the boy's figure, like a monkey and a dragon snake, slowly climbs to the top of the cliff from the low of the cliff, and then falls to the cliff from the top of the cliff again.

This kind of devil like cultivation has made the teenagers forget the existence of time and immerse themselves in the wave of cultivation.

At the same time when the young man was practicing like this, in a jungle at the bottom of the cliff, several figures were slowly approaching this area with poor eyes. The footstep was very slow and light. The voice was obviously suppressed very accurately. There was no accident. They were all martial arts masters.

"Xiaojie Shaozhu, xuetiantu should have fled in this direction."

A group of seven or eight people, including a young man, wearing a Taoist robe of xiaojiezong, carved a flashing sword light on the left chest. In the sword light, there is an obscure and complex word "Jie".

This man is no one else. He is the little master of xiaojiezong, jieqianzhi.

It's an old man who is thin and looks dry. His eyes are introverted and sharp. His cheekbones are high and protruding. He looks very eye-catching. At the moment, his eyes are not good at scanning around the jungle. That looks like an eagle falcon. When he looks around mercilessly, the fallen leaves seem to tremble under his eyes.

On the left chest of the old man in grey robe, the Taoist robe of xiaojiezong is also engraved. He is also a member of xiaojiezong. Moreover, he seems to have a great position in the sect. However, when he faces the little master in xiaojiezong, his powerful momentum is slowly restrained.

"Mr. grey, the thing that xuetutian robbed from our clan is very important. Although I don't know what's the secret of the thing that our clan brought back this time, my father told me that it's very important and must not be lost!"

Jieqianyi, dressed in white, is quite handsome. However, at the moment, the handsome face is sad. The light sadness appears between the eyebrows, which makes the young man reveal a kind of cold air.

"Jieshaozhu, look, there's something going on here!"

"Oh?"

Jieqianzhi turned his head and frowned at the position of qianshilang.

"Go and have a look!"

Jie Qian's eyes narrowed slightly and his voice sank.

"Er Sheng Zi, if you find something, you should take credit for it in the first place!"

Jie Qian's eyes narrowed slightly and drew a glance at the two holy sons' thousand stone waves.

Qianshilang is the second son of one of the six saints of wanlei sect. The six saints and the Seven Saints of wanlei sect also practice in Yuntian mountain range. However, the second son happens to meet jieqianzhi and accompany him all the way. In addition, the relationship between them is very good. The latter does not taboo to let him know the real purpose of their trip.

After all, there are many people and great power. The eyesight of the second son is very good among the many sons.

A line of seven or eight people, has been slowly toward the place pointed to by the thousand stone wave, the sound of footsteps, is also gradually resounding up, on the ground, the jungle stained with blood, issued a thick, fishy smell, mixed in the air, choking like the spread.

"Jieshaozhu, you should remember the earth shaking sound before, right?" Walking in the front of the thousand stone wave, suddenly turned to the world thousand smile.

"Oh?" Jieqianzhi's handsome smiling face suddenly appeared a touch of thoughtfulness, then gently nodded and said with a smile, "is it...""Little master, this is not necessarily a good thing!"

But the grey old man was not proud of it. The muscles between his eyebrows became more and more serious. He looked at the blood in the jungle and said, "maybe, it's very possible that the things on xuetiantu's body have been robbed!"

"What does grey mean?"

Jieqianzhi frowned and asked the old man. All the people he brought out this time are good hands. The old people, especially the old man, are cruel. In addition, he is also very resourceful. In wanlei sect, he has a reputation of "magical calculation".

"Listen, little Lord, what's that voice over there?"

Old grey pointed to the place where the stone waterfall was, his eyes were deep and he pondered.

"It's the sound of rocks splashing down!" Jieqian's face was creepy. After his eyes shot to the other side, he took it back. On his handsome face, a faint color of horror appeared. He lost his voice and said, "that place is very dangerous. The previous violent vibration came from that place. If it wasn't for the sudden earth shaking sound, we wouldn't stop chasing xuetiantu "What's your trace!"

"Yes, at that time, if we don't stop, we'll probably be the same as xuetiantu."

Gray deep eyes, dead shot to the other side, gently nodded, way.

"Old grey also thinks that the thief has been killed by the stones?"

Jie Qianzhi asks old grey.

"Not only has he been killed, but it is even possible that the things on xuetiantu's body have been robbed!"

The second son, qianshilang, can be said that his words are not surprising and he will never die.

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