Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

At the end of the street, a figure flashed out from the darkness.

This was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old, with a face as sharp as a knife. He stared at Gu Chi and asked tentatively, "Sister Qianhe?"

Seeing Gu Chi nod, the man's eyes suddenly showed surprise, and he removed the illusion to reveal his true self.

"Go to hell! Sasuki?!"

"Why are you in town?"

In the back, Murong Zhixiu and Tuoba Cang exclaimed in surprise at the same time and hurried over.

The middle-aged man revealed his true appearance. He was a young man with rough brows and a somewhat wild look. He was none other than Zuo Shiji, the grandson of Zuo Sifu, the eighth biggest thief in the North.

Because he was seriously injured, he had to hide in the city to recuperate. He had noticed Gu Chi and the others as early as when they entered the city, but because they had changed their body shapes and appearances and concealed their breath, he was not sure for a while, so he did not come out to meet them directly.

"I really fell flat on my face this time. I almost died young!" Zuo Shiji gritted his teeth. "After I recover from my injuries, I will definitely find those bastards and settle the score!"

Tuoba Cang said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Where is Li Wangcen? What's his current situation? Why isn't he with you?"

Zuo Shiji said: "After we parted, he went east on his own."

Murong Zhixiu was anxious: "Hurry up and catch up to him. He hasn't come back to reunite with you in such a long time. The situation is probably not optimistic."

Without stopping, they quickly left the city and headed east.

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Beizhang Mountain is a vast expanse of white mountains stretching for nearly a thousand miles. It is a magnificent and towering mountain range. It is silvery white and shiny. Under the sunlight, it sparkles with a metallic luster, like a giant silver dragon crawling on the ground.

Light and shadow flashed, and seven or eight long rainbows landed on the ground one after another, approaching the majestic silver-white mountains.

Hundreds of monks gathered around a mountain with a strange shape, like jagged teeth. Most of them were followers of the most powerful young people in the world, as well as subordinates of those ancient freaks.

Gu Chi turned his head and looked at Zuo Shiji: "What on earth did you get that made these people hold on to you so tightly?"

Zuo Shiji said: "A piece of Phoenix Cloud Red Gold."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but gasp. That was the legendary divine iron, which, like the golden silk of autumn silkworms, was an excellent sacred object for refining weapons and forging weapons.

"If this sacred object, which only exists in legends, were to appear in the outside world, even those ancient and transcendent sects would fight over it."

Tuoba Cang strode forward and said, "Let's go. Li Wangcen is probably trapped there."

Murong Zhixiu put his arm around Zuo Shiji's shoulder and said, "Today, the brothers will help you vent your anger."

"Okay!" Zuo Shiji clenched his fists.

He has been feeling very frustrated recently. Not long after he obtained the Fengyun Red Gold, he was surrounded and hunted by various forces because the news leaked out. He and Li Wangcen fought and fled, and they almost died in the wilderness several times.

"Stop, this mountain is closed, no one is allowed to enter!"

Soon after they entered this mountain range that stretched for nearly a thousand miles, someone appeared and stopped them from approaching.

Zhao Shuo stepped forward and said, "Everyone else can enter the mountain, why can't we?"

"It's precisely because so many people have come that all parties have negotiated and established a rule. From today onwards, no one is allowed to enter."

Tuoba Cang walked forward and said in a deep voice, "What if we insist on going into the mountains?"

"Humph, I know you guys want to get a piece of the pie, but you're a step too late. There's no place for you here..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a "puff" sound, and Tuoba Cang flicked his finger and a sharp sword light pierced directly through his throat.

Tuoba Cang looked at the corpse lying at his feet and snorted coldly, "Li Wangcen is my brother. We are here to take him home. Do we need your consent?"

"go!"

The group walked forward, ready to kill here.

Beizhang Mountain stretches for nearly a thousand miles. The mountain appears shiny and metallic under the sunlight, and the landscape is very unique.

When they passed the second mountain pass, they were intercepted again.

In fact, the entire mountain range is full of people, and there are monks guarding every few distance.

Zuo Shiji raised his hand and swept out a crescent-shaped sharp cold light. Those people shouted and took out their weapons to resist.

However, the crescent moon's cold light was so sharp that it shattered all of those people's spiritual weapons and magic tools, and its remaining power dispersed all of their magical powers, with astonishing power.

With a clanging sound, dozens of monks had their heads chopped off and fell face up in a pool of blood. No one survived.

Zhang Zhen was shocked and muttered quietly, "Brother, you are so sharp even though you are injured now. How did you almost survive being chased by them?"

Zuo Shiji glared at him and said, "You'll know when you're surrounded by dozens of outstanding geniuses."

Zhang Zhen scratched his head and said, "If it were me, I would definitely die."

They advanced all the way, breaking through four checkpoints in a row, and in an instant they killed all the blockers with their absolute combat advantage. They hardly stopped, and did not cause any disturbance, and quickly approached the center of Beizhang Mountain.

The leaders of various forces and some powerful geniuses were now surrounding Li Wangcen in the central area, wanting to seize the Fengyun Red Gold.

"Oh no! Someone broke in!"

Finally, someone discovered the traces of Gu Chi and his group, and also saw the bodies at several checkpoints in the rear, and shouted a warning.

Soon, a large group of figures emerged from the mountains and valleys, and all kinds of spiritual weapons and magical instruments swallowed up light and spit out clouds, and they all rushed towards the location where Gu Chi and others were.

Zhang Zhen was the weakest among them, and his face turned pale on the spot.

"With such little courage, you still have the nerve to come to Kunlun Ruins to compete for opportunities." Zuo Shiji curled his lips and complained, and told him to find a corner to squat in order to avoid being accidentally hurt in the fight later.

"kill him!"

There were people everywhere in the mountains and plains, but there was no fear or panic on the faces of Gu Chi and his group. They were very calm.

Between Gu Chi's palms and fingers, flashes of lightning intertwined and finally condensed into a spear, which she held in her hand.

Murong Zhixiu took out a replica of the Four Symbols Square Inkstone and held it in his hand. Black mist was surging around him, making him look like a demon god.

Tuoba Cang spread out his palms, the red clouds were blazing, and a Qiankun Sun and Moon Sword with an imposing red flame appeared in his hand, sweeping out a dazzling red light, repelling all the attacking magic weapons in front.

Zuo Shiji shook himself, and in his hand there was an extra ring-handled straight sword with a long straight blade, similar to the ceremonial sword among the Tang swords, but with serrated hooks added, and a scarlet vertical ghost eye was embedded in the position of the handle, exuding a creepy chill.

In the rear, Jiang Chong and Zhao Shuo also each summoned their own soldiers, with high morale.