The red-clothed girl was looking around, trying to judge where to start. Seeing the leader looking like a wronged young wife, Yang Lan'er smiled unkindly, but she had no sympathy.

The look in their eyes is quite pitiful, but if there were no two masters in their team, haha, it would be useless for them to pretend to be pitiful.

Yang Lan'er and Yin Zimo were not the kind of people who were unconditionally soft-hearted, and at this moment they did not feel that the leader was so innocent and pitiful.

He calmly watched as the man in red put on a pair of boxing gloves, and then he made a crackling sound and punched the leader hard on the flesh, each "bang bang" sounding more and more exciting.

Yin Zimo's eyes lit up, and he reached out to stop Hongyi: "Wait..."

To the leader, this sound was like the sound of nature. With half of his face swollen with bruises and purples, he looked at Yin Zimo pitifully.

It stands to reason that monks rarely suffer such injuries. Once the true energy is activated, everything will be gone. But he dare not do it! Now he is looking forward to the Virgin Mary's feelings of the iceberg beauty.

Yang Lan'er looked at Yin Zimo in surprise, saw the excitement in her eyes, smacked her lips, and immediately guessed what she was thinking. She chuckled, turned around and walked to Qin Muyan to watch the show.

Sure enough, Yin Zimo asked the man in red for the boxing gloves, and his eyes lit up, and he hit the man with them. His afterimage was more than that of the man in red, and his movements were more agile than those of the man in red. His punches were not heavy, but they hurt the leader much more.

Originally, when the man in red attacked him, he could still keep calm, remember what the man in red said and keep silent, just try to save his life.

But as soon as Yin Zimo made a move, he realized that it was not his luck but his disaster. He couldn't help but scream in pain several times, but he was afraid of disturbing Hongyi, so he only screamed half a way.

If it were someone else, he would definitely feel sad.

The man in red watched Yin Zimo's attack with great interest. He could see the speed of the Nascent Soul cultivator clearly. What he cared about was the place and angle of Yin Zimo's attack. It was obvious that his strength was not as good as his, but it made his men feel more pain.

Yin Zimo was a martial artist after all, unlike Hongyi who had been using magic from the beginning. Even though his actual combat ability was very strong, he did not have as detailed of the human body structure as her.

Soon, the man in red started asking. Yin Zimo looked at him and answered seriously. After a while, they were talking together in perfect harmony, and there was also a human-shaped zongzi as a research subject.

"Ahem..." Seeing the two of them discussing enthusiastically and enthusiastically, Yang Lan'er felt it was not appropriate to disturb them.

"Forget it, let's go first. They know the way anyway." Qin Muyan took Yang Lan'er's hand and felt that they had seen enough of the excitement and it would be fine to continue.

With the presence of Hongyi, the fusion cultivator, Yin Zimo's safety is guaranteed.

Yang Lan'er thought about it and nodded, ignoring the two excited ones, and continued to move forward with Qin Muyan.

Come to think of it, to be able to rob on this route, one must be crazy.

If someone really wants to do something, they won't do it so openly, and they won't choose to rob on a straight road. How can someone who dares to take this road not have some skills? Who dares to take this road without some means of saving their lives? Not to mention the question of whether it is seeking death or not, no one is so brave.

I originally thought there would be a fight, but I didn't expect it to end like this. Yang Lan'er couldn't help but feel that the leader's combination was too weak.

Of course, Yang Lan'er also knew that this was just an illusion. The leader had just made a initial breakthrough, while the man in red had been in this realm for a long time. In addition, he had made some progress in his recovery after the last fight with Grand Ancestor Nangong.

The leader never expected that the man in red would catch up with him, and as the strength of the two increased, he was easily caught.

The man in red has a lot of magic weapons to trap people, but once they are used, no matter how strong you are, it will be useless.

The only way to break this kind of magic weapon is to take action before it is deployed. Once trapped, no matter how strong you are, it will be in vain. With Hongyi's wealth, it is difficult for the strength of the cultivator who has just entered the stage of fusion to reach the critical point.

The next half of the journey was smooth. Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er quickly chose a place to stay, but they were not within a hundred miles of the designated location.

The transmission range of the purple jade key is one hundred miles in radius. In other words, within this range, as long as you enter, you can be directly teleported in when the Purple Fall Immortal Mansion opens.

If they enter the range of one hundred miles now, it is equivalent to directly informing others that they have the purple jade key, which is purely an act of seeking death.

There are obviously quite a few people at the border point within a hundred miles in radius. As soon as Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er approached, they felt many spiritual senses scanning over them.

In times of such hostility and tension, some of the conventional conventions are abandoned, and with the arrival of new members, the alliance was only temporary, so they are definitely full of confidence.

"Hmph!" Qin Muyan snorted coldly, and with a powerful aura he released, he immediately split up and rushed in the direction of the owner of the spiritual consciousness. This precise control startled many people who were just waiting to join in the fun, and they quickly retracted their spiritual consciousness as a friendly gesture.

The smarter ones, after retracting their spiritual consciousness, remained calm despite being trembling with fear, waiting for Qin Muyan's aura to arrive before them and then disappear without a trace before they breathed a sigh of relief.

Because although Qin Muyan's aura was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, there was no murderous intent. They knew that this was just the dignity and warning of a master of fusion.

I didn’t know it at first, but now that I know, I have to be careful.

Some of the less intelligent ones who were just joining in the fun with slightly lower strength were naturally frightened by Qin Muyan's aura, and without even thinking, they escaped using the fastest method they could.

However, Qin Muyan's momentum still only reached where they were originally, and he didn't spend any more time on it.

At the Guiyuan Sect’s headquarters nearby, a steady young man was holding a cup of fragrant spiritual wine. He noticed the confrontation that just happened and paused for a moment. Then he couldn’t help laughing and shook his head with a sigh.

"What? Aren't you curious?" A black-robed monk opposite said coldly with a murderous aura, and did not forget to fill a pot for himself.

The monk in white robes shook his head and thought it was funny: "What are you curious about?"

"Suddenly, a strange fusion cultivator came. His aura is obviously something we have never seen before." The black-robed cultivator glared at the white-robed cultivator, as if he was not used to his fake Taoist appearance: "How many fusion cultivators are there in the entire Cang Yan Continent? It was not easy for Old Nangong to take the lead and dare to break through, but he was still tricked and killed. Basically, we are all familiar with fusion cultivators."