Heavenly God Mnemonic

"The treasure land is not far away from here, but I can't find Qing Yunzhi if I always stay here, so I might as well try my luck."

Yang Qingxuan squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, put away the map, and immediately flew in the direction shown in the picture.

Along the way, instead, he encountered a few sun-crown forests, collected two Qingyunzhi, and beheaded two monsters from the late original martial stage.

Five days later, he finally reached the location indicated on the map, which was a desolate Grand Canyon, like a deep scar cut by a battle axe. Whenever the wind blows over the wasteland, there will be a howling sound like a wolf in the unfathomable canyon.

He was hesitating whether to go down, and suddenly three figures flew in the sky, falling in the distance, all staring at him with surprise and alert.

"Boy, who are you, why do you have treasure maps?"

One of them couldn't help but ask, with a fierce look and a defensive look on his face. The other two also have real energy circulating on the body surface, and they have to do it at any time.

"Baotu? You said this?"

Yang Qingxuan directly took out the map and unfolded it in the air.

The three people opened their eyes wide, and they were all surprised at first sight, and shouted in unison: "Where did you come from this treasure map?!"

Yang Qingxuan looked at the three with sincere eyes, and answered truthfully: "It was picked up on a corpse."

The three of them were taken aback and looked a little disbelief. They looked at each other a few times, and they seemed to be undecided, with different expressions on their faces.

One of them said: "Big brother, since he is here, he naturally can't tolerate others' share of the pie. Let's get rid of this kid first!"

The eldest brother was hesitant on his face. He was the cultivation base of the late Yuanwu period, but the two brothers were only in the Yuanwu mid-year period. Although Yang Qingxuan broke his arm, his calm temperament made him unable to make up his mind.

At this moment, suddenly another person flew from a distance, all covered in glare, unable to see the true content, like a pure white snow, fluttering down.

Escape light fell on the ground and immediately turned into a white figure.

"It's you!"

The white figure and Yang Qingxuan screamed at the same time, opening their mouths to look at each other.

"Okay, it's not that the enemy doesn't meet together. This time let's see where you go!"

The white figure was the white-clothed man who had previously taken him Qing Yunzhi, with a stern expression on his face, and the lamenting sword turned into a blue light and struck it.

Yang Qingxuan knew that his swordsmanship was great, so he didn't dare to hold it big, so he took out the fighting ghosts and slashed over with extremely fast sword power.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a blink of an eye, the two of them struck three swords in a row, all keeping a certain distance, and struck the past with tentative moves. They didn't dare to go too deep, and they both had a certain amount of fear.

Yang Qingxuan sneered: "I haven't asked you for Qing Yunzhi, you have a face."

The white-clothed man's handsome face turned cold, staring at him, and said angrily: "That Qing Yunzhi was originally mine, and those storage elements are mine. Give it back to me soon!"

With that, he raised his sword and cut over.

That strange sword power evolves in the air, and each sword appears with the opposite effect. It is unpredictable whether there is mutual growth, difficult and easy to form, long and short form, high and low.

Yang Qingxuan used the imperviousness of the Haoran Jianqi Dance to respond to ever-changing changes. No matter how the white-clothed man changes, he is always as happy as the wind, protecting the vitals of his body.

The two of them fought faster and faster, gradually becoming phantoms, not discerning the moves, the sword seemed invisible, only the sound of the sword. The two went for more than a hundred rounds in the blink of an eye, and it seemed difficult to distinguish between them.

But the three people standing on the side looked completely silly. The terrifying sword intent swayed around. The pressure of the sword made them feel extremely uncomfortable and retreated twenty or thirty feet.

All three of them were pale, with cold sweat coming out of their backs. They were all fortunate that they didn't do anything just now, otherwise there would be grass growing on their graves.

The white-clothed man attacked for a while, and found that he couldn't break the awe-inspiring sword aura. He couldn't help but admire him, and shouted, "I'm going to hit you, you are careful."

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved inexplicably. For some reason, the man in white had said so lightly that he believed it, and he was sure that the next sword would definitely hit him.

At the moment, a sword slammed out, the rare first time he took the initiative to attack, shaken the lament, and shouted: "Wait, why are you here, don't you think it is weird?"

The man in white furrowed his eyebrows, retracted his sword, did not attack again, his face was a bit ugly, and said, "You also came from the treasure map?"

With that said, he also took out a picture, which was no different from the one in Yang Qingxuan's hands.

In addition, the expressions of the three people changed slightly, and they also took out a picture. Not only did the logo on it be exactly the same, but even the cortex of the map was the same, obviously from the same place.

The man in white had an ugly face and a vague anger between his eyebrows. He gritted his teeth and said: "Oh, you have a good eye, dare to lie to me!"

The other three people were equally surprised: "You bought this map from Tianyantong too?"

The white-clothed man glanced at Yang Qingxuan and said, "So are you?"

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "I don't know anything about Tianyantong. I found this from a corpse. If you sell more pictures, it doesn't matter. Isn't it normal? What kind of treasure did the Tianyantong say that day? "

The white-clothed man groaned and said: "It is said that there are treasures left by the deserted tribe in this canyon."

"Desolate Clan, treasure?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and when he looked towards the gorge, he saw the vastness, extending from under his feet to the distance, as if there was no end, like a crack lying on the ground.

The white-clothed man walked to the edge and glanced at the same place, saying, "This place is extremely desolate. It should have been an important base of the desolate clan back then. Maybe there is a treasure."

Yang Qingxuan jokingly said: "Don't be fooled by Cai. If there is such a good thing, then why can't Tianyan make it by himself and sell the treasure map to you?"

The warrior of the late original martial stage among the three said: "This is not necessarily true. Tianyantong is only well-informed, and the strength is not strong. If you are not sure to get the treasure, you can make a lot of money by spreading the map and selling it."

He looked a little painful, and said: "This map, but I bought it for 50,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

"What, fifty thousand?!"

The face of the white-clothed man changed, and his pale face turned into iron blue. He was flooded with anger, and a terrifying murderous aura burst out of his body. Peel you off!"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Yang Qingxuan comforted: "Don't worry about the tens of thousands, maybe there is a treasure. Since it's here, let's go and see below. I see there are many trees in this canyon, maybe I will collect blue clouds. Shiba’s task can also be completed below."

The man in white stared at the canyon for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

Immediately the two turned into streamers, lasing and shooting towards the valley.

The other three looked at each other, nodded, followed, and followed.

The gorge is extremely wide, with thick clouds floating in it, and the bottom is not visible.

After the five people flew down, they saw a large area of ​​green vegetation, as if the valley contained extremely high water.

After flying for a while along the direction of the crack in the valley, the five people came to an extremely wide area, and they couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

On that wide area, hundreds of people had already gathered, all of them holding a map in their hands.