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Chapter 283

"Damn it, this guy is so amazing, we can't do anything to him!"

"Persevere, we must kill him, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

"The Holy Dynasty is standing behind Wuhui. We have offended him and cannot let him escape!"

"We can't beat him!"

The monks besieged the young man in black casting their spells while cursing each other, all of whom seemed a little panicked. On the other hand, the young man in black casting was always indifferent, as if he was not fighting, but watching.

No regrets now?

Qin Jun, who was walking towards them, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He had heard of Jin Wu's regrets for a long time.

The super genius on the list of people is the pursuit of the target of the young generation of the entire Southern Region.

While thinking, Qin Jun's pace did not slow down. So what about the number one person list? After all, it just represents high potential. Looking at the entire Southern Region, it is not a real strong man. Jin Wuhui may have the support of the power behind him, but he himself is used to being alone. Such a genius does not pose a threat to him, and the two of them have no entanglements, they are just strangers.

The road is facing the sky, and everyone goes their own way!

"Hmph! A group of guys who don't know the heights of the world!"

Jin Wuhui snorted coldly, and as he spoke, he held the sword and slashed downwards. A sword light that looked like a crescent moon instantly condensed into shape. It was extremely fast and directly attacked the monks below. Several monks were cut off in half on the spot. With a bang, the sword light fell on the mountain wall and gravel flew across, causing the entire mountain to tremble.

After the dust dissipated, a ravine that was fifty meters long and two meters wide was left on the mountain wall. The power of a sword was so terrifying!

At this moment, Wuhui's enemies are only more than twenty left. It is estimated that they will all die under his sword. The gap between the Transcendence Realm and the Transcendence Realm is like a natural barrier and is difficult to overcome.

After a sword, the remaining monks were so scared that they dared not approach Jin Wuhui anymore, and they all gritted their teeth and looked at him.

Soon someone noticed Qin Jun and others coming, and Jin Wuhui was the same.

There is no way, Qin Jun’s party is too weird. Liu Bowen looks like a kind middle-aged man. Lei Zhenzi is as ugly as a hungry ghost. Yuan Hong is obviously a white ape monster. He is as tragic as a skeleton. Qin Jun is a talented man, like a handsome young man. He looks terrifying in appearance, especially their long tongues are heartbreaking.

A very strange combination, no matter how you look at it, you will feel inappropriate.

Jin Wuhui frowned because he found that except Qin Jun and Liu Bowen, he could not see through the cultivation of the rest of the people. The most important thing was that this group of people was obviously unscrupulous and walked over without knowing their purpose.

Of course, Qin Jun didn't want to meddle in other people's business, he just followed Hei and White Impermanence.

Hei and Bai Wuchang doesn't take these people seriously at all, so he leads the way and is even too lazy to explain.

As they were getting closer, the monks who were hostile to Jin Wuhui could not hold back. One of the one-eyed monks shouted angrily: "The Black Rain God Cult is doing business, and the idle people should stay close!"

"What's the noise!"

Li Cunxiao cursed impatiently, his voice was much more domineering than a one-eyed monk, and instantly silenced the valley canyon.

"We're just passing by, you guys keep going!"

Qin Jun smiled and said, as they spoke, they had already come to the bottom of the monks. The monks of the Hei Ran Divine Sect and Jin Wuhui were both floating in the air, so no one stopped them on the ground.

Passing by?

The monks of the Hei Ran Divine Sect looked at each other, but they did not dare to act rashly. Such a bold and reckless team must be not simple.

There are no fools in the Borderlands. People who dare to be arrogant are either very capable or have backgrounds.

Jin Wuhui also stared at Qin Jun with a frown. He could see at a glance that the team was led by Qin Jun. What interested him the most was that Qin Jun was very young, as if he was sixteen or seventeen years old, but he had the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm. Perhaps Qin Jun himself was already old and was only proficient in the art of maintaining the beauty.

In this way, Qin Jun and others passed by without any obstacles. Looking at their departure backs, the monks of the Black Rain God Sect looked at each other.

Are you really passing by?

"snort!"

Jin Wuhui snorted coldly and pulled back the thoughts of the monks of the Black Rift God Cult, and the battle broke out again.

Boom-

Listening to the explosion behind him, Qin Jun did not look back, but sighed: "The world is so chaotic."

"Jianghu?" Li Cunxiao asked in confusion.

"There are rivers and lakes where there are people." Qin Jun pretended to be unfathomable, and Liu Bowen and others couldn't help but think deeply. This sentence sounded very profound.

Qin Jun didn't care why Jin Wuhui and Hei Ran Divine Sect fought.

It is just for the word "Right" that the reason why Death Valley attracts monks is because there are many treasures of heaven and earth hidden in the valley.

After about a stick of incense, they came to a cave. The surrounding forests were dense, and the entrance of the cave was even covered by grass. If they did not get close, they would not be able to see a cave hidden here.

"Are you sure it's here?"

Qin Jun asked out loud, his expression seemed a little ache. Will the Abyss Gate build the branch here?

No matter how he thought about it, he felt it was impossible.

This cave entrance can only accommodate one person in and out. If you encounter danger, won’t the monks of the branch of the Abyss Gate be finished?

"Yes, there are dozens of demon disciples inside." Bai Wuchang nodded, and he paused, and then continued: "And we saw a magma lake below, with the spiritual energy inside extremely rich, as if it was nurturing something."

Magma lake?

Qin Jun couldn't help but frown, and then said directly: "Who beat me up this mountain!"

He didn't want to drill into the narrow cave, and their target was a portal to the Abyss Gate, so he didn't care about anything else.

"I'll do it! You guys back!"

Yuan Hong, carrying a iron rod, smiled and Heibai Wuchang couldn't help but look at him in surprise. The mountain is nearly 500 meters high, and the most important thing is that the mountain is continuous and 1,000 meters long. Can it be really blown up by someone?

Qin Jun nodded, then turned around and retreated. Liu Bowen, Lei Zhenzi, Li Cunxiao, and the bone-harming tribulation followed closely. Hei Bai Wuchang had to suppress his doubts and retreat.

At the same time, Sang Liang, the old guy, appeared at the corner of the gorge not far away. He was holding a grass in his mouth, and he was wearing a shabby cassock, which made him look inappropriate.

When the Buddha saw his stupid look, he would probably be angry to death.

"Oh, Mr. Jun Qing, what a coincidence, we met again."

Sang Liang seemed very happy to see Qin Jun, so he walked over quickly.

Qin Jun twitched, and the old monk cliff was following him!

"Get out!" Qin Jun shouted impatiently. If it weren't for the fact that there might be Buddha Tathagata standing behind Sang Liang, he really wanted Lei Zhenzi to kill Sang Liang.

At the same time, Yuan Hong raised the iron rod with one hand and prepared to explode the mountain in front of him.

"Young Master Junqing, I didn't follow you." Sang Liang explained with a smile: "I'm here to investigate the legendary devil of the Death Valley, it seems to be here..."

Before he could finish his words, Yuan Hong swung his iron rod.
Chapter completed!
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