The other side.
Inside the small town teahouse.
Then the tree fell from the storyteller's hand.
It also declares the end of the legendary story of Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord.
The faces of the guests in the building were filled with unfinished expressions.
"Master, do you think there are really people in this world who can cultivate to the realm of true immortals under the age of a hundred?"
A young man looked at an old man in white next to him who was holding a teacup and sipping tea carefully and asked.
"Hahaha, that day when the Sea Tribe attacked Lin Hai City, Master was also present."
The old man in white heard this and answered his disciple with a smile.
"I understand, Master."
The young man's eyes were filled with reverence for the legendary Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord.
It would be great if one day he could become as strong as Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord...
Here Li Zhōujūn saw Mr. Storyteller packing his things and leaving with a smile. He obviously made a lot of money.
"This storyteller has a future."
Li Zhōujūn gave this storyteller a very fair evaluation.
After all, he himself didn't know that he was so powerful.
"Have you heard? Recently, there is a demon hiding in the Sunset Mountain Range in the east. It is said that this demon loves to pick the hearts of children to practice cultivation."
"Of course I heard about it. Didn't Dao Tian Sect already send a mountain master to eliminate this demon? It is said that the mountain master is the mountain master of Lingxue Mountain, Murong Xue..."
Just when Li Zhōujūn stood up to leave, he heard the conversation of people at the table next to him.
After thinking about it, Li Zhōujūn decided to go to the Sunset Mountain Range for a walk. If he couldn't do anything to help, then he would just go over and enjoy the scenery.
Sunset Mountain Range.
A figure in black robes shuttled through the dense forest with lightning speed.
"Damn you bitches, you've been chasing me for a long time, are you still chasing me?"
Under the black-robed figure, a young man with a pale and sickly face, as if he was terminally ill, glanced behind him with a sinister look.
Behind the black-robed figure, I saw a White-robed Woman, also moving nimbly through the forest, following closely behind the black-robed young man.
"Murong Mountain Lord, why are you doing this? I just took the lives of some ants to practice." The young man in black robe ran and said loudly to White-robed Woman who was following closely behind.
This White-robed Woman is exactly Murong Xue.
But at this time, Murong Xue completely ignored what the young man in black robe said.
The distance between the two became closer and closer as Murong Xue chased them.
"That's too much bullying. Do you really think I'm afraid of a bitch like you?" Seeing that Murong Xue didn't pay attention to him at all, the face of the young man in black robes became even darker.
He looked around, there were big trees everywhere, and this place was already deep in the Sunset Mountain Range.
Even if support from the Dao Tian Sect arrives, it will take a long time.
So the young man in black robe gritted his teeth, paused in his steps, and stopped.
The moment the young man in black robe stopped, an extremely sharp sword light struck directly at him.
Fortunately, the young man in black robe reacted in time and quickly turned sideways to avoid the sword. However, a scar as small as a hair appeared on his face. Then there was a "boom" sound, and more than a dozen big trees behind him were cut in half by the cold sword light just now.
"This Dao Tian Sect bitch has such terrifying power!"
When the young man in black robe saw this, he took a deep breath.
Although he and Murong Xue are both Integration Stage, their quality is completely different.
After all, Murong Xue grew up in the Dao Tian Sect, and with the resources used in practice, the foundation laid must not be too bad.
It can be described as the difference between a thatched house and a villa.
But Murong Xue didn't want to talk nonsense with this guy at all. He raised his hand and waved the three-foot green sword in his hand, and then shot another cold Sword Qi towards the young man in black robe.
"I'm so angry!"
The young man in black robe saw that Murong Xue didn't take him seriously at all and didn't even bother to say anything. How did he not take Zhao Pengyun seriously?
But faced with a slashing sword.
Zhao Pengyun's body responded very honestly.
The donkey rolled in panic and dodged the sword.
"Medicine Woman, why don't you come out?!"
Zhao Pengyun stood up and said with an extremely embarrassed expression.
"Hey, Zhao Daneng, what's going on? Do you still need to ask me for help?"
Just as Zhao Pengyun finished speaking, a burst of black mist rose in the forest, accompanied by a burst of laughter like silver bells.
If Li Zhōujūn were present, the first thing that would come to mind would probably be an old hen.
But Murong Xue's face became serious.
Medicine Woman.
A Integration Stage master who uses poison to the extreme.
Sometimes, if you just pass her by, you may have fallen into her trap.
Unexpectedly, these two people are actually related.
I haven't waited for Murong Xue to think about it carefully.
She was already surrounded by the black mist rising from the forest, blocking her sight and five senses.
The black mist is poisonous!
The vegetation stained with black mist withered almost instantly.
Murong Xue hurriedly circulated the spiritual power in his body and sealed his nostrils. A layer of spiritual power covered his whole body to prevent the black mist from touching his body.
But at the same time, in the black mist, several identical White-haired Woman figures appeared at this moment. These White-haired Woman figures seemed to be clones, but they also seemed to be their true bodies. Following these White-haired Woman figures, they surrounded Murong Xue, and at the same time, they slapped Murong Xue with a palm.
But Murong Xue, whose five senses were obscured by the black mist, couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.
I can only rely on my combat experience and raise my long sword to block.
A figure of White-haired Woman, a pair of hands with long nails as black as ink, slapped the sword of Murong Xue, making a clear sword sound.
"As expected of Lingxue Mountain Lord, Medicine Woman admires it." White-haired Woman chuckled, and floated back like a ghost, hiding in the dark room.
Look at the long sword in Murong Xue's hand, which was palmed by Medicine Woman. At this moment, the sword body is extremely dark.
Obviously Medicine Woman's hands are covered with poison.
If this palm hits me, I'm afraid that I will be in bad luck.
But wait for Murong Xue to slow down for a moment.
Medicine Woman and Zhao Pengyun used the black mist to attack Murong Xue one after another.
"Murong Mountain Lord, if you want to hunt me down, you will have to pay the price!" A ferocious smile appeared on Zhao Pengyun's face.
Murong Xue looked solemn, Hand Seals with one hand, and a wall of frost appeared behind her. She wanted to block Zhao Pengyun by this wall for a moment, so that she could free her hands to deal with Medicine Woman.
Medicine Woman appeared three steps away from Murong Xue.
"Ha!"
Medicine Woman opened his mouth, and suddenly a thick black mist spewed out from his mouth and swept towards Murong Xue.
Murong Xue quickly flew to the side, trying to avoid the black mist spewing from Medicine Woman's mouth and leave the range covered by the black mist.
The ice wall shattered, Zhao Pengyun also broke through the obstruction, and struck Murong Xue with a palm.