Chapter: 467

Ning Qi laughed.

"Okay, I'll take a step first!"

After saying that, Mengdulu flew away in a hurry, while flying, he said to himself with a smile: "hehehe, I never thought that I would meet such a magical fighting weapon this time, as long as I figure out its refining method, Not to mention thirty iron dragon cannons, I have thirty silver dragon cannons

After earning it back, those old guys will be surprised when they see them! Hahahahaha..."

No one is a fool, Ning Qi plays his own tricks, and Mengdulu also has his own little thoughts. In Ning Qi's view, he made a lot of money from this deal, but in Mengdulu's view, he is the real winner!

Ning Qi refined all thirty iron dragon cannons at once.

"Wouldn't it be nice if I encountered any enemies in the future, and I'd be the first to put down the cannon array, and I'd kill every one of them when they came in."

Ning Qi thought happily, and flew in the direction of Qing Yunzong.

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"According to the informant, I saw traces of that guy at the boundary of Hanshui."

"According to the informant, someone saw it appearing in the southeast!"

At this time, Jian Wuxue led five subordinates, standing in a dark hall of the blood killing sect, listening to the news one after another passed by his subordinates.

The Blood Slaughter Sect has dark halls in every big empire, and every town is very widespread. There are as many as seven or eight people in a dark hall, and as few as one or two people. But these people are elites who get news. A piece of news will be reported layer by layer to the Blood Killing Sect.

In addition, the people in the dark hall are also responsible for the killers. If they can take action to solve the matter, the blood killing sect will not send people out again.

"Elder Jian, the last news is that someone saw a change in the Baishan Sect. The Baishan Sect seemed to have been flooded. The entire sect was in dilapidated condition. The ground was covered in yellow mud. The people in the sect disappeared. It was transferred to the Qingyun Sect... However, the Baishan Sect is hundreds of miles away from the Hanshui River, and it didn't rain that day, so how could it be flooded? The subordinates don't understand this matter, so I ask Elder Jian to make a decision."

The master of the dark hall here, a one-star fighting spirit, half-kneeled respectfully in front of Jian Wuxue, and said in a low voice, he was very excited to see the legendary figure of the Blood Killing Sect, so many masters of the dark hall, There are only a few people.

"White Mountain Sect? Elder Bu, you go for a walk."

Jian Wuxue frowned, and said to one of the six-star Dou Huang.

The fighting emperor nodded, and rushed to Baishanzong after leaving the dark hall.

Bu Tieyi fell into the ruins of the Baishan Sect, observed it for a while, and then he said to himself in shock: "This water actually fell from the sky, what happened here?"

Thinking of this, he flew towards Qingyun Sect, ready to ask what happened. Those slaves left from Baishan Sect, so they should know about it.

………

Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing stood at the gate of the refurbished sect, with a look of joy on their faces. Now, Yang Zhiwen has become the veritable suzerain of Qingyun Sect, Yang Jingjing has been promoted to an elder, and the river roaring lion has also been given the title of elder. position, specifically in charge of that group of miners.

This made the miners very happy, which showed that Qing Yunzong really regarded them as human beings, and definitely did not oppress them like Baishanzong did, treating them as pigs and dogs. They worked even harder, otherwise they would not have been able to renovate the Qingyun Sect so quickly. At this time, the Qingyun Sect was quite prosperous.

"All of this is thanks to Brother Ning. I hope that the former brothers and sisters can hear the news and return to Qingyunzong."

Yang Zhiwen sighed.

A look of disapproval flashed across Yang Jingjing's face: "Those guys, as soon as Master died, they robbed things and fled around. What are you doing when you come back!"

"Sister, don't think that way, brothers and sisters are always brothers and sisters."

Yang Zhiwen consoled him.

At this time, Bu Tieyi just flew to the gate of Qingyunzong Mountain. After seeing Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing, he immediately fell down and said coldly: "Who are you two?"