Five Hundred and Twenty-Nine. Blocked

Yan Zhaoge glanced around the valley, and saw that there was a valley mouth in one direction, completely collapsed. [({<〔

From there, there seemed to be traces of a mountain torrent, sweeping across the bottom of the valley, bringing huge destructive power, and burying the people at the bottom of the valley.

It was not a simple flood, but like a fountain of starlight, but it was much more violent than the spring, and the starlight turned into a flood, annihilating all existence in front of it.

Yan Zhaoge lowered his head and took a look. At this moment, the corpses at the bottom of the valley, under the bombardment of starlight, had all been turned into wreckage with severed limbs and wounds all over their bodies.

However, with Yan Zhaoge's eyesight, it can still be seen that the two of them did not die under the starlight, but were killed before being impacted by the starlight.

One of them was the young man in front of him who was protected by the spirit soldiers and whose body was preserved.

The seven sword marks on his chest, the first time Yan Zhaoge saw it, he roughly recognized the handwriting of the Seven Star Sword.

With such a flood of starlight washing, it is basically impossible for others to fake scars.

"Did Shi Jun move his hand?" Yan Zhaoge's spirit was lifted first. Shi Jun might have been here before, but these Blood Dragon Sect warriors found him first.

A battle broke out between the two sides, and Shi Jun killed two of them, but they were outnumbered.

Or it was Shi Jun's pre-arranged mechanism, or it might be that everyone's fight unintentionally sparked a wave of starlight.

With the help of the cover of the star tide, Shi Jun successfully broke through, but the warriors of the Blood Dragon School here suffered a blow and were swallowed by the tide.

After checking carefully again, there should be no Shi Jun's body here, Yan Zhaoge felt much more relaxed.

The traces here showed that all of this happened not long ago, and the jade dagger in his hand also indicated that he was not far from Shi Jun. If he continued to track, he believed that he could find Shi Jun soon.

but……

Yan Zhaoge looked at the young man with seven sword marks on his chest with a strange expression.

He died at the hands of Shi Jun. Seeing that he was not very old, he should be a martial artist at the master level, and he should not have reached the innate level.

If you don't reach the innate realm, but you have a low-grade spiritual weapon with you, the identity of this person must be extraordinary.

Yan Zhaoge already knew that the refining level of the Canghai Great World was roughly the same as the overall level of the Eight Great Worlds.

Even for a sect as big as the Blood Dragon Sect, it is a special case for warriors whose cultivation base is not in the innate realm to have spiritual weapons in hand.

Either one's own blessings are profound and obtained from outside by chance, or one's family background is unusual.

Yan Zhaoge stared at the young man, and thought to himself, "...it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?"

Gently patted his forehead, and the corner of Yan Zhaoge's mouth twitched: "If this is that Nianwei, under the current situation, he should not be allowed to run around casually. It is only right to have the masters of the Blood Dragon Sect follow."

"At that place just now, the Grand Master can still withdraw. In this way, the people outside the Blood Dragon Sect may also know the existence of this place."

While thinking, the Beiming clone next to Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed slightly.

Yan Zhaoge connected with him: "Someone entered this foreign space through the entrance? Moreover, the cultivation level...is very high!"

The next moment, Yan Zhaoge himself could feel the violent vibration at the entrance of the foreign space.

The opponent's movements were extremely unrestrained, without any intention of hiding it, and directly used his strength to forcibly tear the purple cloud blocking the way at the entrance, and broke in.

The visitors flew like flying, and soon arrived at the mouth of the deep valley.

Yan Zhaoge curled his lips, looked up, and saw a silver old man staring down.

Seeing the young man's body on the ground clearly, the silver old man let out a roar of grief, his eyes turned blood red instantly.

Yan Zhaoge felt the powerful aura emanating from the old man Yin, and touched his chin: "Nian Chen?"

The Blood Dragon Sect, masters of the Holy Weapon Nine Dragon Finger in the past dynasties, will cut off their left thumb by themselves.

Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on the old man's left hand, and he saw that the palm had only four fingers, and the thumb was missing.

He smacked his lips: "It's true."

Nian Chen stared at Yan Zhaoge,

Seemingly furious, he said word by word: "You are... Yan Zhaoge?"

The Supreme Elder of the Blood Dragon Sect had just left the seclusion not long ago. He had been in seclusion before and did not care about world affairs. He only recently left the seclusion because of Shi Jun, Shen Ying, and Nian Wei.

After leaving the customs, he put all his thoughts on searching for Shi Jun's whereabouts.

Yan Zhaoge's name is really famous now, the disciples will naturally report Yan Zhaoge's deeds and experiences to Nian Chen.

But Nian Chen has always been used to being arrogant, and at this moment, because of Nian Wei's death, he was so angry that he rushed to the top of his head, suddenly let out a dragon cry, and streaks of blood flew out of his body.

The more angry he became, the more Nian Chen did not underestimate the enemy. Even though Beiming's avatar stood quietly beside Yan Zhaoge, like a statue, Nian Chen also noticed its existence.

Dashes of blood light turned into blood dragons in mid-air, and then condensed into a huge light and shadow.

This light and shadow dragon has a one-armed body, and on one huge claw, there are clearly nine claws.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Nian Chen calmly, and sneered: "If I do it, a master warrior can still leave a corpse? You don't think a low-grade spiritual weapon can protect him, do you?"

Nian Chen stretched out his hands, and all nine fingers shone with light, manifesting nine sharp fingertips that were as red as blood and shone with golden light.

Wearing finger gloves, Nian Chen's hands were like dragon's claws.

At this moment, the anger on his face subsided, and all his anger turned into coldness: "Those seven sword marks were written by that little beast surnamed Shi!"

"But it's not your hand, it must have something to do with you!"

Beside Nian Chen, other Blood Dragon Sect warriors appeared at this time, and one of them was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance, whose cultivation level had reached the level of a great master in the late Yuanfu period.

When he saw the corpses of Gu Di Nianwei and others, pain and deep worry flashed in his eyes.

Yan Zhaoge took a look and recognized this middle-aged man as the father of the missing Shen Ying, Shen Shicheng, the current head of the Blood Dragon Sect.

Shen Shicheng not only regretted the fall of his disciples, but also worried about his daughter.

He looked at Yan Zhaoge, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yan, Yan Zhaoge, your name has become very popular recently, Shen really does not want to see you here."

"It's fine if you stay in Changli Mountain. Since you've come here, it means that you and that Shi Jun must be related!" Shen Shicheng shook his head slowly: "Master and apprentice Shi Jun has a mysterious origin, and so do you."

"You said that you are looking for Changli Mountain. This is very common, but Shi Jun's master and apprentice are just living in Changli Mountain. They are not under the Changli Mountain Gate. It is understandable that the Changli Mountain Gate people help their master and apprentice. , and why did it appear here?"

Shen Shicheng asked in a deep voice: "Young Master Yan has always been upright, so you can't say that all of this is a coincidence? Or, do you want to deny that the sword marks on my nephew Nian Wei were not caused by Shi Jun?" To be continued.) 8