Chapter 949: Mystification

One night of meditation, one night of silence.

The next day, Xiao Mian did not go out. Anyway, there was nothing in Songyue Market that he liked.

On the third day, Xiao Mian, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Taking them to die so soon?

He really can't wait...

With a cold look, Xiao Mian stood up and walked out of the meditation room.

On the main road to the north of Songyue Market, Xiao Mian saw Yu Mingyuan in white clothes and a golden crown, and of course, there were dozens of foundation-building cultivators following him.

Obviously, Yu Mingyuan was going to take these outer sect cultivators who had just been recruited into the Huajian Sect to the bank of Huangtian River to find Zhang Yanjun of Xuandao Sect to argue!

At the same time, Zhang Yanjun must be doing the same thing...

Otherwise, what's the point of Yu Mingyuan going to the bank of Huangtian River alone?

Looking around, Xiao Mian saw Tan Daoji mixed in the crowd, following Yu Mingyuan and walking out of Songyue Market.

Since he knew the other party's destination, Xiao Mian was not in a hurry. He walked out of Songyue Market on his own, found a deserted place, and flew away.

Let's talk about Yu Mingyuan, who was a handsome man with a graceful demeanor.

Yu Mingyuan, as the young master of Huajian Sect, had reached the high level of Jindan. He was dressed in a white robe, a golden crown on his head, and a sixth-level spirit beast Fenghuo Bailongju under his crotch. The flying sword he used was a mid-level magic weapon-level flying sword Hanyun Sword.

In Songyue Market and the neighboring Songyue Mountains, Yu Mingyuan was also a top figure.

But at this time, Yu Mingyuan was also quite upset!

This was the third time!

I don't know if that damn fish monster will abide by the agreement!

It turned out that, as Xiao Mian guessed, Huajian Sect was the sect that was doing smuggling transactions with the fish monster. The fish monster made a request that Huajian Sect prepare some blood food for it before it would consider continuing the next transaction.

Blood food!

In the eyes of the demons, this is no different from humans killing sheep and cattle, but in the eyes of humans, collecting blood for the demons is undoubtedly crazy.

The Huajian Sect did not dare to do such a thing that was outrageous to both humans and gods, so it deliberately set up a trap and recruited foundation-building cultivators in Songyue Market for the fish demon to devour.

Not only the Huajian Sect, but also the Xuandao Sect did the same.

The fish demon even made it clear that the share of future transactions would be divided according to the proportion of blood collected by the Huajian Sect and the Xuandao Sect.

This made Yu Mingyuan have no choice but to do his best.

As for those foundation-building cultivators who fell into the fish's belly, what did they mean to Yu Mingyuan who had already formed a pill?

What the cultivation world lacks the most is such foundation-building cultivators with no foundation...

Even if they die, no one will stand up to uphold justice for them!

With a deep and sinister gaze, Yu Mingyuan swept over the foundation-building cultivators who followed him one by one, silently calculating the benefits he could get from the fish monster.

He naturally didn't know that, let alone the benefits, even the fish monster had already fallen into the belly of the piranhas and became a wisp of wronged soul...

Because most of the entourage were foundation-building cultivators, and therefore, the group's speed was not fast, Yu Mingyuan looked at the sky and was quite unhappy.

At that moment, he was seen slowly rising into the air from the wind and fire white dragon horse.

The foundation-building cultivators behind him all looked at Yu Mingyuan with awe, only Tan Daoji, his heart was cold, and there was no strange expression on his face.

Yu Mingyuan waved his hand and threw out a square carriage.

The square carriage turned over in the air, and several square carriages that were slightly smaller by three points turned out from it, lined up in a row, like a long dragon.

At the same time, the spirit beast ring in Yu Mingyuan's hand shook slightly.

As the spiritual light passed, eight snow-white, spotless horses appeared in front of everyone - fourth-level spiritual beasts - white dragon horses!

Although this white dragon horse is a fourth-level spiritual beast and has the word "dragon" in its name, it has nothing to do with the dragon clan and is extremely weak in combat. It is probably not even as good as the fire beast. It is an auxiliary spiritual beast specially cultivated by the monks for transportation.

As everyone was stunned, Yu Mingyuan controlled the square carriages and put them on the eight white dragon horses, forming a flying carriage.

He ordered everyone to enter the carriage. At Yu Mingyuan's command, the eight white dragon horses stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew away.

Yu Mingyuan himself was still riding on the wind and fire white dragon horse.

In this way, the speed of everyone was immediately increased.

Everyone looked at Yu Mingyuan with more and more awe, only Tan Daoji became more and more vigilant about Mingyuan...

There were rumors about Yu Mingyuan in Songyuefang City. The second generation ancestor of Huajian Sect was notorious for bullying the weak and bullying the weak.

How could a man like him treat a group of foundation-building cultivators so well?

It seems that there was indeed a trick!

Let alone what Tan Daoji thought, the group of people increased their speed under the transport of the flying carriage, and finally arrived at Huangtian River at sunset that day.

The afterglow reflected the shadows, and the water of Huangtian River flowed continuously, day and night.

As if it was planned, when Yu Mingyuan and others arrived at the south bank of Huangtian River, a pair of people and horses appeared in the north and rushed over aggressively.

It is obvious that they must be the people of Xuandao Sect.

It seemed that not only Yu Mingyuan could not hold back any longer, but even the young master of Xuandao Sect, Zhang Yanjun, was also impatient.

After a while, the two sides started fighting again.

Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun took the lead and fought with great joy.

The other disciples of Huajian Sect and Xuandao Sect, seeing their young master working so hard and getting their respective promises, naturally tried their best.

Only Tan Daoji was always three points behind and still had some room to spare.

However, after all, Tan Daoji has just established the foundation, and his cultivation level can only be regarded as the bottom among everyone. Of course, the people from Huajian Sect will not hurt him, but there are more than one people from Xuan Dao Sect who have been eyeing him for a long time. He, such a soft persimmon, is useless if you don't pinch him!

By accident, Tan Daoji was stabbed in the waist by a monk from Xuandaomen.

With a scream, Tan Daoji, under the pressure of the opponent's offensive, smashed into the Huangtian River, exploding into a medium-sized splash...

No one cares about the life or death of an early-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, just like no one cares about whether he is completely dead or not!

Besides, in this kind of unstructured melee, it would be abnormal if a small early-level monk in the foundation building stage could survive to the end safely!

Because of this, no one cares about Tan Daoji's life or death.

Only Yu Mingyuan silently added something in his heart...

Killing each other is like killing each other, it goes on for a long time, but there is always a time when the song ends and everyone is separated.

When the moon was high in the sky, only a few people were left on the huge Huangtian River.

Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun are naturally still alive. The remaining people are either at the peak of the foundation building stage, have rare treasures to protect themselves, or are lucky...

But no matter what, the look between Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun decided the final fate of these fish that slipped through the net-death!

Almost coincidentally, Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun each used their vicious tricks to catch all the foundation-building monks gathered behind them.

In the end, they finally took off the mask of disguise!

It's actually troublesome to even borrow people under false pretenses...

Recalling his Hanyun Sword, Yu Mingyuan kept his eyes on Zhang Yanjun.

The two sides cooperate and compete at the same time, and the relationship is not ordinary.

"Brother Yu! This is already the third time! We can't just let that fat-headed fish bark and drink, right?" It was the Young Master of the Xuandao Sect, Zhang Yanjun, with a look that could be said to be simple and honest. A sly smile. Yu Mingyuan was stunned when he heard the words, and took over the words: "Brother Zhang, great advice! Everything can be done once or twice, not over and over again!"

"That's what I think too! If that fat-headed fish doesn't know what's good and what's good, let's join forces..."

"You can't do it! Not to mention that the fish demon has already reached the realm of the sixth-level peak monster, and it has also condensed its spiritual consciousness. You and I alone are definitely no match for it! Even with the help of the masters of the sect, Zhang Brother, did you forget the fish demon’s legs?”

"Brother Yu, what you mean is: we just let it yell at you?"

"That's not the case! Let's go down to the river and argue with it. If it is willing to accept it, that's best; if it takes advantage of it..."

"Okay! Just listen to Brother Yu!"

At that moment, the young master of Huajian Sect and the young master of Xuandao Sect jumped into the Huangtian River together.

The river is surging and continuous.

The two entered the Huangtian River and went straight to the hiding place of the sixth-order fish demon.

Although the two people's previous words were more forceful than the other, when they got here, both the young master of Huajian Sect and the young master of Xuandao Sect lowered their figures - what the two of them were surprised about was: they had fallen into The corpses of the monks in Huangtian River have long since disappeared, and even the smell of blood in the river seems to have dissipated a lot.

This made Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun take a high look at the fish demon's strength.

"I'm Yu Mingyuan! Please see fellow Taoist Ranju!"

"I'm Zhang Yanjun! Please see fellow Taoist Ranju!"

Ranjiu was the name of the sixth-level fish monster that died in the belly of the piranha.

Amidst the two people's continuous pleas for permission, a vibration suddenly came from the dark cave, and then the voice of the fish demon came out.

"Woo! Fellow Daoist Yu! Fellow Daoist Zhang! I have just eaten and am digesting. If you have anything to do, please keep it short. If nothing happens, please come back!"

"This... has disturbed fellow Taoist Ran Jiu's peace, please forgive me!" Although he was complaining in his heart, Yu Mingyuan still revealed his purpose: "fellow Taoist said that he wanted to take some blood food, and we also agreed. . But Taoist friends do this again and again..."

"What? You want to terminate the deal!? Ugh!"

With a roar, Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun were frightened.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow emerged from the cave.

The moonlight swayed down and brought out some dim light through the water of Huangtian River. It was with the help of this dim light that the two of them saw the true appearance of the phantom.

It was clearly a giant demon fish dozens of feet long, covered in giant scales. The fish head alone was as big as a three-story pavilion.

A pair of eyes stared at the two of them!