Through the numerous rock formations and land, seeing that more than ten miles of distance is nothing, Zhang Heng's magical power of "glazing at thousands of miles" can clearly see the evolution above Maoshan.

Although he only saw the latter part and could not hear the voices of the cultivators in the Kaling Stage between the two sides, he could infer the general direction of the matter.

A distance of ten miles can be achieved by ordinary cultivators in the Kalpa Stage, but what about the rock formations after seventy or eighty meters?

This is Zhang Heng's third time using "Gaze for a Thousand Miles", and it is a "close-range" peek. It is easy to use, and there is no need to concentrate all his mind like the second time.

In this way, Zhang Heng can divide a small part of his mind to control the silver flame, as long as he does not let it deviate from the track.

Because Zhang Heng's peeping was more restrained and cautious, neither of the monks in the Killing Dan stage discovered his existence until the aura on Yu Wuji changed drastically.

The vaguely visible dragon shadow behind Yu Wuji made Zhang Heng, who was in a peeping state, tremble in his heart.

Although it seemed that the dragon shadow behind him was just a vain existence, when Zhang Heng's divine eyes saw it, it brought him a sense of psychological pressure.

So, Zhang Heng decided to further observe the strange dragon shadow with the divine eyes, but in this way, Yu Wuji discovered it.

"Who is it?"

Yu Wuji's eyes were staring at a corner of Maoshan, and Zhang Heng felt that the other person's eyes seemed to be staring at him.

At this moment, Zhang Heng saw Yu Wuji, and Yu Wuji also saw Zhang Heng.

Since his movements were exposed, Zhang Heng did not intend to hide them. The silver light in his eyes suddenly trembled, and a pair of silver eyes that looked down at the sky above Maoshan appeared above.

The moment the silver eyes appeared, the hearts of several monks in the air trembled, as if they were facing a pair of eyes of the gods at this moment.

It seems like there is a pair of eyes in the dark. It sees through everything about you, through your past and present life, and even through the trajectory of your destiny - and at this moment, it appears so clearly in front of your eyes.

But this strange feeling came and went quickly, and the several monks of the Jindan stage present quickly returned to normal.

And at this moment, the silver eyes that were embedded between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared.

Yu Wuji was silent, the dragon shadow behind him floated slightly, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Is it him..."

Ji Jian Zhenren and the man in brocade robe looked at each other.

"It's him!"

The man in brocade robe will never forget the silver eyes that seem to be able to see through everything in the world, cold and ruthless.

"Who is that person? Do you know him?"

After hearing the conversation between the two, Yu Wuji immediately asked, as if he had developed a great interest in the master of these silver eyes.

"He is the person we are going to hunt for at this moment."

Ji Jian Zhenren had no intention of hiding anything, and began to activate his powerful spiritual sense and search for it nearby. He was extremely taboo about Zhang Heng and tried every means to kill the other party.

After searching for a while, he could not find Zhang Heng's traces, but the burning silver flames several miles away attracted his attention.

Of course he had an impression of Yin Yan, and Zhang Heng used it when he fought with him.

Yu Wuji pondered for a moment, took a breath, as if he had figured out something. He raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Jian Zhenren, and his fighting spirit disappeared.

Ji Jian Zhenren was also extremely strange. He found that in just a moment, Yu Wuji's mentality had changed a lot and had given up his willingness to challenge himself.

"There is no need to compete... Only by challenging a stronger opponent can my strength be improved faster."

In the blink of an eye, Yu Wuji became an ordinary boy who seemed harmless, but the obscure aura on his body made no one dare to underestimate him.

When he heard the other party say this, Ji Jian Zhenren felt that his self-esteem had been seriously hit.

Perhaps in the past, Yu Wuji treated him as a real opponent, but now, he has become a whetstone that has lost its value.

At this moment, Yu Wuji's strength was already above Ji Jian's real man's strength, and even his cultivation level was one small level higher than him.

"It seems that this pervert has found a new opponent..."

Ji Jian Zhenren suddenly remembered Zhang Heng, who was also extremely perverted, and even felt a little curious about what kind of collision would happen if these two perverted guys met together.

Yu Wuji's body flew over the black storm again. With his hand, the huge black ball covering a hundred meters turned into a thick black mist and was sucked into his body.

Ji Jian Zhenren and the man in brocade robe were both shocked by Yu Wuji's methods and looked ugly.

After the black storm disappeared, the old man with broken arms inside and the woman in white surnamed Nie showed off.

These two monks in the Kalpa stage fought in the Black Storm at the beginning, and neither side took advantage.

"Brother Yu!"

The woman in white surnamed Nie turned into a white light and flew to Yu Wuji's side, snuggling in the other person's arms in great affection.

Yu Wuji's face was indifferent and he started to communicate with her in a low voice.

The old man with broken arm also returned to the Jijian Zhenren.

In this way, both sides had three cultivators in the Dan-King Stage, but the Golden Sword Sect was obviously at a disadvantage.

After a while, Yu Wuji asked Ji Jian Zhenren: "What kind of grudge does that person have with you Jin Jianmen? What is his real name?"

Ji Jian Zhenren was stunned at first, but soon understood. It seemed that the next moment of Yu Wuji's whetstone was the despicable person who sneaked into the Golden Sword Sect. "The true face of that person has not yet been determined, and I don't know what kind of grudges he has with our Golden Sword Sect, let alone the name. But what is certain is that he is just a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"The foundation-building period?"

Yu Wuji's dark eyes were shining with a few shiny hints.

"The entire Golden Sword Sect can't even do anything to a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage..."

Yu Wuji mocked, his eyes turning to the burning silver flames several miles away.

For a moment, the six monks in the Jingdan stage present looked at the surging silver flames.

"If this continues, the high-level ore veins in Maoshan will not be enough to burn for a day."

Yu Wuji said lightly.

"These are all advanced mineral veins!"

The three people from the Jinjian Sect, including Jijian Zhenren, couldn't help but feel pain.

In fact, except for Yu Wuji, other monks in the Killing Stage present felt extremely regretful.

"Did the leader of Alliance Yu let these ore veins be burned in one day?"

Ji Jian Zhenren looked at Yu Wuji with a bright look.

"These high-level ore veins have become private property of my Random Cultivation League. As for how to deal with it, I don't think there is an outsider to take care of it."

Yu Wuji glanced at Ji Jian Zhenren with a little contempt.

When Ji Jian Zhenren heard this, he couldn't help but be furious: "When did this advanced mine vein become a private property of your scattered cultivator league?"

Yu Wuji took two steps forward gently, and immediately crossed a distance of dozens of meters. He stared at the strange silver flames burning in the distance with a deep look. After a long time, he spit out two words:

"strength."

Two words, it’s easy to lift.

Ji Jian Zhenren lost all his courage in an instant.

With a "swoosh", Yu Wuji flew quickly towards the place where the silver flames were burning. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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