The mountain wind is originally cool, but the thunder is here just now, and it already has a lot of warmth.

There is also white smoke above the river.

The trees on both sides are green and the rivers are gurgling.

The white smoke is like fog.

Qingyuan stood by the river, looking at more than ten wild deer in front of him.

With his ability, it is naturally not difficult to kill all these wild deer.

But my steps were blocked and I calmed down a lot in an instant.

The direction where the divine thunder went was along the river, that is, the direction when it came, which was completely opposite to the direction where he was pursuing the treasure.

He tried his best to step into Fuzhong Mountain, not for the divine thunder, but for the treasure that could save his life and solve his future troubles.

If you want to fight for treasures, you will inevitably fight with the giant deer, which will delay the time. When you go to search for treasures, you may have another problem.

Nowadays, there are many practitioners in Fuzhongshan, and there are many masters. Once you are half a step late, the treasure may fall into the hands of others.

Although it is not very urgent, it is not the time for him to be easily distracted.

"Forget it, life is the most important thing, search for treasure first..."

"There are many divine thunders in Fuzhong Mountain. When I get the treasure, I may have a chance to obtain other divine thunders."

He had always known the choice, so he took a step back and turned around and left.

The wild deer looked at his back and turned to find their own leader to help them surround the red divine thunder.

...

At this moment, there was a sudden bang.

Qingyuan turned around and looked.

I saw a giant deer hitting the tree behind me.

The trees broke from the waist.

The rest of the wild deer scattered and panicked inexplicably.

"It's fine if a monk competes for opportunities. Like you, a mere monster, you also want to get the fate of the divine thunder and immortality?"

A voice came from over there, and a young man walked out.

The young man was dressed in gray-yellow clothes, holding a sword in his hand, with a cold expression. His eyes swept across Qingyuan and fell on the giant deer.

Julu was killed by him and kicked by him. Her injuries were not a life-threatening one, but it was not easy.

Qingyuan glanced at the Qi-seeing technique. The young man holding the sword in his hand was actually a cultivator of the second level of heaven and had no intention of condensing the Dharma.

But the deer was defeated in just a few breaths, which shows that this person's ability to fight is really not low.

Qingyuan pondered for a while, but he didn't want to make trouble, so he took a few steps to show his position. Then he turned around and wanted to leave.

However, at this moment, a roar was heard.

The red divine thunder fell from the forest and fell beside the giant deer.

Suddenly there was a long hiss.

The deer suddenly jumped and headed towards the divine thunder.

"court death!"

Seeing this, the young man looked ugly, but he didn't look much anxious.

Because it takes time to conquer the divine thunder. As long as the divine thunder is killed before the divine thunder is subdued by the divine deer, the divine thunder can still be taken out.

However, beyond his surprise, the giant deer did not conquer the divine thunder.

It roared with great roar, not touching the divine thunder, but just a roaring sound, and tried its best to come out, almost forming a wave of air, blowing the divine thunder away.

And the direction where the divine thunder blew away was exactly where Qingyuan was.

"The disaster is in the east?"

When Qingyuan turned his body sideways, the divine thunder had already come to him.

As for the giant deer, he took this opportunity to roar and escape in shame. A group of wild deer followed him and burried into the jungle.

"Damn the little monster."

The young man with swordsman looked ugly. He was going to kill Julu, but the Julu threw the divine thunder out and took the opportunity to escape. Although he was angry and wished he could slash the cunning Julu with one sword, he also knew the importance and what he saw was still the divine thunder.

The young man holding the sword said in a cold voice: "Support it!"

Qingyuan frowned slightly, looking at the red divine thunder hovering beside him.

The hot light above flows like magma.

The heat waves hit my face.

If it is an ordinary mine, you have to beware of it suddenly breaking and explode. However, this divine thunder is an opportunity. Now that the distance is so close, just reaching out, it can fall into your hands.

Just to fight, there will be troubles.

But can the opportunity that falls into your hands still give in?

Qingyuan felt hesitant and breathed out. Before he could speak, the young man with swordsman shouted angrily and rushed over to this place.

"Then hand over the divine thunder."

The young man holding the sword ran over and shouted, "Leave you a whole body."

"Do you want to kill me if I hand over the divine thunder?" Qingyuan couldn't help but laugh, and the expression in his eyes suddenly became cold and cold.

He reached out and shot it, landed the divine thunder on his hand, but there was a layer of true energy.

If the divine thunder enters the body, he must immediately use his true energy to subdue it. Once it is delayed, his life will endanger. However, he has not reached the level of the superior of the middle third level and cannot subdue the divine thunder in an instant, so it will take time.

The two of them have similar abilities and are unable to suppress each other. If they are distracted from subduing the divine thunder in the middle of a fight, they will be seeking death.

"Then I'll take it."

If an ordinary person is naturally able to face the enemy, the red divine thunder can only be searched after the battle is settled. But Qingyuan is different. He took the red divine thunder, wrapped his true energy in a layer, wrapped it with talisman paper, and sent it directly into the ancient immortal bag.

Although the movement was not slow and he kept retreating, the other party moved forward very quickly and was approaching.

"You're looking for death!"

When the man saw the divine thunder being sent into the ancient immortal bag, he was extremely angry. The light on the sword flashed and slashed.

Qingyuan sneered and greeted him with an iron rod.

The sound of metal and iron fighting resounds throughout the mountains and forests.

The young man retreated more than ten steps, his face turned blue and red.

The principle of Qing stands in place without moving at all.

"How is that possible?"

The young man felt his mouth numb and shouted angrily: "Who are you?"

He had already guessed the cultivation level of the man in front of him. Although he could not find out the depth of the man in front of him, he could at least conclude that he had not yet condensed into the Dharma intention and was still within the scope of the second level of heaven.

This young man realizes that he is gifted and has always regarded himself as an outstanding disciple of the Sun family. He has now reached the peak of the second level of heaven.

He looked very nice and thought to himself: "Even if you are at the peak of the second heaven, how can my Sun family's ancestors be inferior to you? In this Fuzhong Mountain, under the same level, the only ones that can surpass my Sun family's inheritance are Shouzhengdao Sect and Huanhua Pavilion. The Seven Spirit Sect can barely compare with my Sun family's inheritance... As for those casual practitioners, even the masters who have won the three heavens, what are they? They are both the second heaven peaks, and you are not a person from these families, and you are just a casual person. How could you beat me?"

This young man from the Sun family was shocked and secretly thought about the way to kill the enemy.

"It seems not easy to kill me."

Kiyohara laughed softly, his voice quite cold.

Now he is at the peak of the second level of heaven, and has been refining his body in the shape refining building. His skills are taught by the real Heavenly Palace. How could the Taoist Ancestor's method be inferior to a Taoist family in the world?

Both at the peak of the second level of heaven, Qingyuan also has the power that is not inferior to that of an expert in internal strength.

"Come here!"
Chapter completed!