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Chapter two hundred and fifty fifth master(2/2)

After a moment, Xu Junming's mouth curled up.

"I found you."

His figure disappeared instantly and he arrived at the highest point of Yuejian City.

This is a palace built of hard bluestone.

Half is exposed outside, and half is excavated and penetrates deep into the abdomen of the mountain.

The buildings in the wilderness are mainly solid, and most of them are simple and unpretentious. Even the residence of the city lord is just a larger place.

Yue Jianhu was currently holding a piece of roasted golden beast meat and biting it.

Next to him was a stone slab that was two meters wide and ten meters long. It was originally supposed to be piled with roasted beast meat, but now most of it has turned into bones.

The warriors in the wilderness are all samurai with strong body. The way they supplement their nutrition is to eat. The more they can eat, the stronger they are.

Standing on the roof, I looked at it with a bronze mirror for a few times.

"The Hutian God's Technique."

He came behind Yue Jianhu in an instant.

"not good!"

Feeling the changes behind him, Yue Jianhu was shocked.

Before he could take action, he felt a flash of light in front of his eyes and a huge force was suppressed.

It was like an ancient giant mountain pressing on its body, and its body seemed to be frozen and could no longer move.

After using Jiufeng Mountain to collect Yue Jianhu, he urged and dreamed Huangliang and directly captured his soul.

Looking at his memories, Yue Jianfeng's plan also became clear.

The most important thing is that he found the whereabouts of his master Li Changdao.

After getting what he wanted, knocking Yue Jianhu unconscious, he threw him back and activated the pot-sky god-practice technique to come to the back mountain.

According to Yue Jianhu's memory, Li Changdao's cemetery was quickly found.

At the beginning, Li Changdao fell from the sky and fell to death on the back mountain of Yue Jiancheng. His magic bag fell into Yue Jianhu's hands, and his natal magic weapon "Pure Yang Bagua Mirror" also became a decoration for Yue Jianhu.

The human race in the wilderness struggles to survive, and everything is mainly practical.

The magical tools refined by the monks have become rare luxury here because they are quite exquisite.

Therefore, many senior executives of the human race in the wilderness have taken it on themselves to show their identities.

With a wave of his hand, the scattered rocks rolled down to the side, revealing a broken bone colony wrapped in an old Taoist robe below.

Although it has been many years, the pure yang energy emitted from the bone fertility can still be sensed.

He took out the jade talisman given by Uncle Jiu, which contained a trace of Li Changdao's spiritual consciousness.

Seeing the hazy light on the jade talisman, Xu Junming was happy and a little sad.

What is happy is that I finally found someone, but what is sad is that because of the unique environment of Yanglu, Master Li Changdao must have lost his soul and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"I remember that the master of the Maoshan 'Zun' generation, who was the most hopeful person to break through the golden elixir, did not expect to die here. It was really a difficult road."

Speaking of which, if he hadn't relaxed his physical tempering, he would have fallen to death here just like Li Changdao.

He sighed, calmed down his mood, pinched the soil into a coffin, and took Li Changdao's remains in it.

Temporarily put the coffin into Jiufeng Mountain.

Xu Junming sighed.

Although I have no idea about leaving here for the time being, at least the purpose of coming to Kunlun this time has been completed.

He looked at Yue Jiancheng, which was dark at the foot of the mountain, and prepared to turn around and leave.

As soon as he stepped out, he suddenly stopped.

A faint smell of fishy smell drifted with the wind.

"wrong!"
Chapter completed!
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