Chapter 4756

Yan Xian, or even Ding Xiu, who can represent Heishan crystal stone and is inseparable from this thing, knows that there is only one person - young prince Yan.

At present, in this northern Tianxian state, there are several stalls selling black rock spars, which seems to be a subconscious build-up.

Jian Wushuang has faintly sensed the undercurrent surging under the calm lake.

"This time, I'm afraid our whereabouts will be more secret. Let's postpone approaching childe Mo first." Jian Wushuang whispered.

Chunqiu glanced at the young monk who was packing and leaving, "is there something happening?"

He shook his head and then said, "the situation is unknown at present. First follow him to find out."

Chen Qing and Chunqiu nodded. At this time, the young monk had packed up, but did not leave in the air. Instead, he carried his hands and toured the Heavenly City with great interest.

Jian Wushuang and the three men also kept a certain distance and explored his whereabouts.

The young monk, with a broken flower bag on his shoulder and a decent long shirt that is not expensive, is quite like the top monk who came to Xianzhou to experience the pilgrimage.

Sword peerless was 100 meters behind the young monk, watching his every move with divine consciousness.

However, this situation did not last long. Soon, with the sudden arrival of hundreds of cranes, Hao haodang flew overhead, startling jianwushuang's eyes.

After the cranes soared and left, there was no half shadow of the young monk in front of them.

With a bad heart, the sword peerless looked behind him. Chen Qing and Chunqiu understood, and their bodies rushed away in different directions.

The disappearance of the young monk's figure means that the clue is interrupted. In this sensitive season, the sword is unparalleled, and no difference is allowed.

The three figures are tracing in different directions.

The top buildings flying up and down gradually became sparse, and the spring and autumn rushed forward along a street.

At the same time, the fairy mansion pavilions on both sides of the road began to blur.

The anxious spring and Autumn period was completely unaware of the changes around him. When a crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, it was already late.

A broken flower wide cloth suddenly snapped from behind in the neck of Chunqiu, and then an irresistible trend came.

Caught off guard, he was so badly hit that his eyes darkened and he almost fainted. It was difficult even to move his fingers.

And the figure holding a broken flower wide cloth around Chunqiu's neck is the young monk who disappeared before.

At the moment, he only had a fierce killing opportunity in his eyes, and he was under unprecedented pressure, which was by no means under the control of Zu level top repair.

One hand controls Chunqiu, and the other carries the palm of the general trend and points like a knife, cutting to his origin without hesitation.

However, at this time, the change was abrupt!

"Hiss -"

The sound of metal and iron attack rang through, and the enchantment laid by the young friars crashed, and a little cold light came.

When the young friar was aware of this scene, his palm, which had been cut to the spring and autumn origin, suddenly changed, and directly blasted forward with a general momentum of Yanli.

The two collided, sending out an evacuation shock, which offset each other.

A middle-aged figure with a vicissitudes of life later appeared, holding an invisible sword and staring at him with fierce eyes.

The four eyes were opposite, and the murderous opportunity in the young monk's eyes soon disappeared, and then suddenly threw Chunqiu in the past, and took advantage of this opportunity to escape directly.

Jian Wushuang reached out to catch Chunqiu, stared ahead, and did not catch up.

"Cough, brother Jian, you saved my life again..." Chunqiu covered his neck, and his blue face with lingering palpitations gradually recovered.

Just in that short fight, Jian Wushuang judged that the opponent's strength was extremely strong, which could not be the ancestral level realm he had seen before.

If the young friar is determined to fight, I'm afraid he will also be hit hard.

At this time, Chen Qing also rushed to see this scene and hurriedly asked, "how about catching that guy?"

Jian Wushuang shook his head. "I'm afraid something will change this time."

"Are they hawks and dogs under the son of Mo?" Chen Qing frowned.

"If the eagle and dog under the master Mo's seat are OK, I'm afraid, he's not." Sword matchless slowly way.

Chen Qing reminded, "brother Jian, let's leave here first. It's really bad if we run into childe Mo's men."

Jian Wushuang nodded. At the moment, they were already on the top of a fairy mountain far away from the city of heaven.

The young monk seemed to have some unique magic power. As early as the scene in the eyes of spring and autumn had been blurred, he was actually lured out of Tiancheng.

If Jian Wushuang didn't feel his breath away and help him in time, it would be impossible for Chunqiu to live.

Three figures then left, leaving no trace.

After jianwushuang decided to postpone approaching the childe Mo, the three lived in a Heavenly City in the northern celestial state.

"Brother Jian, otherwise we can find out where the childe Mo is in Xianzhou at this time, and then we won't be ill prepared to go straight to his hometown."

In a fairy mansion Pavilion, the sword sitting against the window is unparalleled, listening to Chen Qing's lonely complaints.

Finally, he said faintly, "let's wait for a while. We're not going to kill childe mo. if we have a choice, try not to fight."

"That said, I'm afraid I'll have no choice when I enter the palace of Childe mo." Chen Qing sighed.

Spring and autumn covered his neck and said, "anyway, we must be careful. I also feel that this time we are not peaceful."

While the three were talking, the ground quietly rolled up a touch of floating dust, and then seven people, dressed in coir raincoats and hats, stepped into the fairy mansion Pavilion in turn.

Sword peerless eyes, also instantly locked these visitors.

Looking through the hat, he saw that the bodies of the seven old guests were all middle-aged, and their eyes were indifferent, as if everything outside had nothing to do with them.

After entering the Xianfu Pavilion, the seven old guests did not stop more, but walked to the attic wing to have a rest.

"Don't say, these coir raincoats and hats are dressed with style, which has a sense of being independent." Chen Qing looked at the back of those old customers who left and analyzed.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak, and his eyes had been attracted.

He saw that under the coir raincoat, there was a sharp breath of secrecy to the extreme.

Only jianunparalleled can keenly perceive that unique sharp breath.

"They are all good swordsmen, interesting..."

An old guest, led by him, seemed to have all the senses and cast a glance in his direction very secretly.

The four eyes were opposite, and only for a moment, the old guest withdrew his eyes, and then all the seven figures disappeared into the wing room.