Yangwu Mansion is the last of the eighty-one prefectures in the northern border, but even so, compared to the territory of the Great Zhou, this place is heaven and earth.
The territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
? Before Su Mang entered, he really felt that it was a pleasant place, but after entering the northern border, he suddenly discovered that compared with the northern border, it is very different.
The aura is abundant and the way of heaven is solid. It can be said that even the thousands of ways in the dark are different from it.
Dazhou is like a corner, all conditions are collapsed, but the conditions in the northern border are the best, unparalleled.
When a black unicorn carried Su Mang into the northern border, the surging spiritual energy completely flew into the surroundings of the two at this moment.
Aura?
For others, it is a must, but for Su Mang and Mo Qilin, it is just an assistant during cultivation, which is very different.
"Yangwu Mansion?"
Su Mang muttered to himself.
? Among the eighty-one prefectures in the northern border, Yangwu Mansion is one of them, and it belongs to the bottom one. However, in Su Mang's experience, it is also very different from the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Master, what should I do, go directly to Shenting Mountain, or go to Zhaixing Palace?"
Mo Qilin asked ferociously.
Su Mang curled his lips and smiled, this guy is too ferocious, he kills thousands of people at every turn, but he is still not satisfied, his mouth is full of bloodthirsty, but he wants to devour Wushuang.
"Find a place to rest first, find out what's going on in Yangwu Mansion, and then it's not too late to kill."
Su Mang waved his hand and spoke lightly.
Eighty-one mansions, even the last mansion, should not be underestimated. With Su Mang's prudent heart, he will never be self-righteous and then ignore the Yangwu mansion.
Qingyuan Town.
The small town 100 kilometers away from Xinyang Valley is full of tranquility. It was a bit of a surprise that Su Mang and the transfigured Mo Qilin came here.
Big week?
Although it is a royal dynasty nowadays, it is still far from the small towns in this area.
In the town, the strongest person even reached the peak of Wuzun, but in the huge Dazhou territory, the strongest person is no more than that. The contact between the two is completely different.
In the evening, there was smoke everywhere.
Su Mang and Mo Qilin came to the town. Most of the town people looked at Su Mang in surprise. They had never seen outsiders enter in these years.
"Little brother!"
"Quick, come back quickly, you're crazy, aren't you?"
"Outsiders, leave Qingyuan Town immediately."
A child was full of smiles and ran towards Su Mang, but was stopped by the elders in the family, reprimanded, and then brought back home, full of wariness towards Su Mang.
The whole town is full of bad feelings towards Su Mang.
The night sky has not yet fallen, and the whole town has disappeared. Su Mang walked on the street, feeling the loneliness, but just laughed it off.
"Master, why don't we go directly to Shenting Mountain or Zhaixing Pavilion?"
Mo Qilin asked, full of displeasure.
Su Mang shook his head: "Although we are out of the Great Zhou, the Great Zhou is still restrained by the Yangwu Mansion, and a Dharma Aspect Realm is enough to destroy the entire Great Zhou."
"What we need now is to draw the attention of the entire Yangwu Mansion, put ourselves in a dangerous place, and put Da Zhou in a place of comfort. This is the main thing."
"At the very least, it must cause some movement."
Su Mang said in a deep voice.
Although he is out of the big week, the comfort of the big week is very important now.
Xinyang Valley, he set a restriction.
However, once a strong person wants to enter by force, the so-called prohibition will not be able to stop it at all. At that time, the huge Zhou territory will be reduced to fish and meat?
In the small town, night fell.
Su Mang and Mo Qilin found a random place to rest.
Show off your might?
For Su Mang, that's not necessary.
Shenting Mountain, Zhaixing Pavilion, and many top forces will be wiped out sooner or later. There is no need for Su Mang to show off his power here in this small town.
Some of the children in the small town looked at Su Mang with innocent eyes, but the elders in the family did not allow them to go any further towards Su Mang.
After all, in this small town on the edge of the world, an outsider represents countless crises.
The sun is rising.
Suddenly, there was the sound of rumbling horseshoes. Su Mang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. He felt that hundreds of powerful men were coming from a distance.
All in one colorYou are the first of the three great martial sages.
This force is still in Yangwu Mansion in the north, especially in the small towns. It is almost invincible, and there is no force that can resist it.
"Drive, hurry to Qingyuan Town, hurry up!"
"It must not be discovered by Shenting Mountain, otherwise, none of us will survive."
"Act quickly!"
There was a sound of angry shouting, and it didn't stop.
The residents of Qingyuan Town who were sleeping were all awake at this moment, and each and every one of them panicked and walked out of their own houses.
In the distance, hundreds of steeds stepped forward, and the people sitting on top of the steeds were all sturdy men.
"Master, what should I do?"
In the corner of the town, Mo Qilin opened his eyes, looked at the hundreds of people with grim expressions in the distance, and asked in a deep voice.
It has murderous intentions in its heart again.
"What does it have to do with us?"
Su Mang didn't open his eyes at all, but said lightly.
Is Qingyuan Town in danger?
It has nothing to do with him, Su Mang. Last night, he and Mo Qilin were outside this house, in the corner of the town. They just used the sky as their cover and night as their mat.
Everything in the world has a cause and effect.
Without cause, naturally there is no effect.
Su Mang's words made Mo Qilin stop talking, and continued to squat beside Su Mang, taking a nap to rest.
"There are only so many Nine Lives Grass?"
"Bold!"
"Qingyuan Town, court death!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout of anger.
Snapped! ! !
The crisp sound of the whip exploded in mid-air, and the mayor of Qingyuan Town was sent flying by the whip, his face covered in blood, and he screamed in pain.
"My lord, my lord!"
"Nine-Life Grass, give us another month, we will definitely collect enough, please spare the mayor, Qingyuan Town has no resentment!"
"Yes, my lord, please spare my life!"
In an instant, begging for mercy sounded one after another.
All the people in Qingyuan Town knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the hundreds of strong men in front of them, begging for mercy.
"Seven days, if you don't pick enough, kill!"
"No matter how old or young, no one will stay!"
On the horse, the leading man sarcastically shouted.
The people kneeling in Qingyuan Town seemed to have fallen into a boundless hell, with despair in their hearts.
"Give Way."
But at this moment, Su Mang sat on Mo Qilin's back and walked slowly towards the outside of the town
The strong man on the horse was stunned, and the people of Qingyuan Town were stunned.
The situation is grim, and the killing is unknown.
But there is another boy, riding a lion, going out of town?
"Get back!"
"Whoever dares to leave Qingyuan Town privately, die!!!"
In an instant, someone shouted angrily.
Su Mang, who was sitting on top of the ink unicorn, wrinkled his forehead slightly, and the originally kind ink unicorn suddenly lit up its bloodthirsty fangs.
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