Tie Mulan was speechless when she saw it for a long time. After a long time, she sighed. She thought she was already very lucky. She had the talent of ancient martial arts. She followed her former master, the master of the alchemy elder, and she could almost take the auxiliary qi pill that ordinary disciples could hardly get. Therefore, she made great progress.

Even so, it took three or four years to advance to the quasi-yellow level. Moreover, she was a child at that time, and her roots and bones were not determined, so she was suitable for practicing. Now Xiaodao and others are in their twenties and thirties. From the traditional perspective of ancient martial arts, the best practice period has passed.

But they all made breakthroughs one after another. They only got involved in ancient martial arts for more than a month and advanced to the quasi-yellow level... It is simply terrifying to say that this kind of thing is subversive. For the traditional ancient martial arts in the past, it is subversive.

Lin Yihang ate more giant dragon meat than everyone had combined. After retreating, he sat cross-legged on the bed in the house, steaming hot air, and his skin was red. During the breathing, there were even flowing lights, as beautiful as an aurora.

Every once in a while, when the clouds and clouds were slightly weakened, Lin Yihang took out a small Peiyuan Pill and swallowed it.

The little Peiyuan Pill is finally not so rare for Lin Yihang now. During these times of retreat, he has refined nearly two thousand little Peiyuan Pills. Now, swallowing the little Peiyuan Pills is like eating sugar beans, without any pain.

In Lin Yihang's body, a mana circulates in the cycle like a stream. Each week, more mana circulates in the cycle.

Cultivate!

Cultivate!

Every moment, Lin Yihang's mana was growing, constantly hitting that barrier.

Finally, Lin Yihang opened his eyes again and felt that he was only a thin layer of diaphragm from the Immortal Master Realm. However, this layer of diaphragm is extremely difficult to break through. After taking one small Peiyuan Pill, he always feels weak. Because the small Peiyuan Pill is only the lowest level of elixir, and its popularity among cultivators in the cultivation world is like a cold medicine on earth. The spiritual power contained in it is insufficient.

Although Lin Yihang now has a lot of small Peiyuan Pills in his hands, at critical moments, quantity cannot make up for the lack of quality. He lacks spiritual power and weak impact.

It had reached a bottleneck and the time was ripe. Lin Yihang did not hesitate anymore, and reached out to take out the demon pill and put it on his head.

Lin Yihang had spent time cooking this demon pill a few days ago, adding mountain snow lotus powder and some precious medicinal herbs. The spiritual power in it was triggered. The effect was much better than the demon pill.

After the demon pill was drunk, a powerful spiritual power immediately attacked.

Lin Yihang's eyes were closed and he sat cross-legged. He was surrounded by red lights, his body was filled with mist, and his magic power was clearly visible outside, and a red line was surrounding his body.

This strange scene is that the vast spiritual power in the demon pill is being absorbed by Lin Yihang and converted into magic power, impacting the bottleneck of advancing to the immortal master.

Lin Yihang's cultivation has reached the most critical moment.

...

Bang!

With a gunshot, a wild dove flew past the sky and fell head-on.

"Hehe! I hit it!" A Mao smiled excitedly, carried the gun on his back, and trotted towards the place where the wild pigeon fell.

"Brother Mao is amazing! His marksmanship has improved recently! Even the doves flying in the sky can hit!" Sun Yunli sighed.

If the five people stay here for a long time, they will inevitably be lazy. The most important thing is that all the plants and trees around a hundred meters have been cut off. They are boundless and have no obstacles. As long as someone approaches, they can see clearly and don’t worry about anything.

Everyone is talking and laughing here. Playing cards and hunting, life is very comfortable.

"Hahaha, this is talent! Let's see if we surpass the fourth brother to become the number one sharpshooter under Brother Hang!" As he walked, Amao turned around and smiled at Sun Yunli.

Flip!

The dove was still struggling on the ground. The bullet hit its wing root, and it was not dead for a while, and its feathers fell... Seeing the knife coming, I struggled to drill into a bush not far away.

"I still want to run away! Be good at making my meal!" Ah Mao smiled, took two steps and caught up, leaning over to pick up pigeons.

Just as he reached out, suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him.

not good!

As soon as Ah Mao reacted, he didn't even have time to retreat. He reached out and was about to touch the talisman on his waist, he felt a pain in his neck, and was stabbed by something, and his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.

...

"Three ks bring two fives. It's your turn!" Sun Yunli threw out five cards and turned his head to urge Li Yunyi to start.

These two people have only learned to fight Landlords with Ah Mao and others recently. They are very happy to play every day and are enjoying it.

"What Brother Mao is doing?" Li Yunyi turned his head and took a look.

A Mao leaned over there to pick up pigeons, which seemed a bit long. However, when everyone looked over, they happened to see A Mao standing up and staggering over with the pigeon in his hand, so they didn't care.

"It's exploded!" Li Yunyi threw out four ten.

"Damn!" Sun Yunli muttered and cursed. The cards were played smoothly. If you were blocked like this, you would have to play all the cards in your hand, and you would probably lose.

"Hehe!" Li Yunyi looked at each other with a brother from the next family and laughed. In this game, they were farmers, and they joined forces to beat Sun Yunli, the landlord!

"Brother Mao, why are you listless? Where are you??" Sun Yunli threw the cards on the table, leaving a bad card, a small straight card, and he couldn't get out anyway.

He turned his head and saw Ah Mao walking over staggeringly, his hands empty and he was not holding a wild dove.

"Stop!" Sun Yunli's expression condensed, and she suddenly shouted loudly. She saw something was wrong. She reached out and was about to touch the gun when a figure shook and came out from behind Ah Mao.

Sun Yunli and Li Yunyi are both quasi-yellow-level warriors, but this time, they didn't have time to react. They felt a pain in their chest, and their acupoints were already lit, and their eyes turned black and they fainted.

Before fainting, I saw that the other two brothers had been knocked down, and there were still figures emerging from the bushes in the distance... Obviously, this was something the enemy had planned for a long time. Unfortunately, they were no longer able to even issue an alarm.

As for A Mao... he had already fallen to the ground and didn't know life or death. Sun Yunli knew that someone had just stood behind A Mao and walked over with A Mao... This was his last thought.

...

"Three quasi-yellow-level ancient warriors were actually arranged to guard the mountain gate here... It seems that this force is even more powerful than we imagined!" A middle-aged man looked at the fainting people on the ground and frowned.

"How about it, do you think I'm fussing?" A white-bearded old man came over and asked back.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly. Just before, the old man proposed to use sneak attacks to solve the checkpoint, but he laughed and disdained.

"It's just three quasi-yellows. Even so, you and I are both mysterious. We have to fight against them by the big ones and attack them... If this is spread, we will lose all our face in the world." The middle-aged man still disdained.

"If I said that Jiye had come first and then there was no news, would you still think I was fussy?" The old man with white beard raised his eyebrows.

"Yu Jiye?" The middle-aged man was stunned. "You are suspicious that Yu Jiye is here and can't even send the message back?"

The white-bearded old man nodded with a serious expression, "If it weren't for this, how could I have made such a big fanfare?"

"So that's it!" the middle-aged man sighed, "Hmph! I said, "You invite me to come with Wan Du Sect, how can you be so kind? It turns out that I'm afraid that you can't handle it alone!"

"It's wrong for you to say that!" The old man with white beard rolled his eyes, "You know the accumulation of Tianhe Sect. I invite you to come. Once things are done, will you not be moved by the dividing of the Moisturis? If you Wandu Sect feels at a disadvantage, it's not too late to withdraw now!"

"Haha!" the middle-aged man smiled, "Why do Master Yu be so serious? I'm just a joke. What should I do with these people? Should I stay as hostages or..."

The middle-aged man said, his eyes flashed with a cold light and he made a move to wipe his neck.

"Stay here! We don't know the strength of this group. If the other party is strong, even our two families can't afford to join forces, and there is no life, there is still room for ease. If the other party just bluffs, or if the strength has been greatly damaged in the fight with Tianhemen... Hehe!" The old man with white beard sneered, "Then no wonder we are taking advantage of the fisherman!"

"Haha, Master Yu is smart! In this way, we don't have to take risks, and we may even make a big profit." The middle-aged man said, smiling at the old man with white beard. The meaning is self-evident.

...

The parking lot was more than ten meters apart, and the two groups stood opposite each other. On one side, Xiaodao and others were Xiaodao. However, it was not Xiaodao who stood up, but Tiemulan. Heliancheng stood behind him, and Xiaodao and others were holding guns in their hands, with a solemn face.

Opposite, there were more than a dozen people standing, all of whom were dressed in ancient costumes, with a proud look on their faces. It was the white bearded old men just now. Under their feet were Amao, Yunli, Yunyi and other five people, all of whom were closed with their eyes and did not know how to live or die.

"Are you the new alchemy elder in Tianhemen?" The white-bearded old man looked rosy and looked down on Tie Mulan. He seemed to have a bit of a fairy-like scent, but in fact he was extremely angry.

His plan is to continue to use sneak attacks here, preferably to control all these people. Who knew that just lurked into a nearby grass, someone accidentally touched a landmine... Although the ancient warrior was sensitive and felt something was wrong when he stepped on the landmine, he dodged and no one was injured. However, the target was exposed and the effect of sneak attack was not achieved, which also made him very annoyed.

Now, sneak attacks have become open confrontation.

"Not bad! I'm here to see Tiemulan! I wonder who is the Mingxiao Pavilion?" Tiemulan asked in a hoarse voice.
Chapter completed!