"Hehe, the Yu clan does not have any grievances with us, so if the three Daoists leave, we will not stop them, but what about these people...... If you want to leave, you can also leave, as long as you leave the storage magic weapon and this Qingluan treasure chariot, and you can take the magic weapon flying sword you use with you. One of the monks at the head said with a slight flicker in his eyes.

He couldn't see through the true cultivation of the three vultures, and he was worried that this matter would be known by the Yu clan, so he tried to test with words, if these three Yu clans could go away, it would be the best.

The other monks around also had mocking expressions on their faces, as if they had settled their group...... It's no wonder that in addition to the cultivation depth of the three people of the Yu Clan, it is difficult to judge, and the strongest strength of the others is only in the middle stage of Pure Yang, with their strength, they are definitely crushing these people.

"Daoyou said and laughed, we are companions, of course, we have to advance and retreat together. ”

The vulture sank his face and pretended to be like that, "Guys, if this matter gets out, you will face endless hunts!"

"Hehe, you reminded me of this. ”

The monk at the head smiled, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and more than ten gray rays of light shot out, and lightning sank into the ground according to a certain direction...... with a 'boom', the ground shook slightly, and the surrounding space suddenly distorted, and they actually laid a formation to prevent Murong Xianxian and the others from escaping.

"It's okay now, no matter how powerful the Yu clan is, what can it be? A trace of evil aura flashed on the face of the Pure Yang Monk at the head, and with a wave of his hand, a purple gourd appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the other dozen or so monks also did not hesitate to take out a purple gourd each...... This gourd was only an inch tall at first, but after they played a trick, it instantly turned into a big gourd that was only a few feet tall, with purple gas on the surface and flashing runes, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

These monks didn't say much, and after playing one trick after another, they pulled out the gourd stopper, and suddenly streams of purple mist erupted from the mouth of the gourd, and then quickly diffused, and then formed a huge fog, which slowly pressed down towards Murong Xianxian and the others.

As soon as these monks made a move, they showed no mercy, and they really planned to kill Murong Xianxian and the others in one fell swoop. As for the three Yu clan monks, although they were from a powerful Yu clan and the forces behind them were not easy to mess with, they obviously had no intention of letting them go.

As soon as the vulture saw this mist, his face immediately changed greatly, and he shouted: "This is a dense purple mist, which can devour spiritual energy and corrode magic weapons, it is very powerful, don't let it get wet!"

The faces of Wunan Lou and Naga Lou also became solemn, but everyone was not too flustered, because they were all shrouded in the Buddha light of the Relic Pagoda at this time, and those purple mist did not break through the Buddha light, but everyone found that they could even corrode the Buddha light, although the speed was not very fast, but everyone's hearts were shocked.

"This is the Purple Mist, no wonder they are so bold in their robbery, even the Yu Clan is not afraid, I'm afraid that if they die under this atmosphere of purple mist, even if they want to find a trace, they won't be able to find it, right?"

She had heard of the reputation of the purple mist...... Not a good reputation.

The Purple Mist sounds beautiful and looks beautiful, but it is notorious in the cultivation world - this magic weapon is made from a thousand purple river chariots, and these materials are all used by pregnant women who are eight months pregnant, and after disemboweling them, they are taken out of the purple river chariot for use.

Inhuman!

This kind of magic weapon is not even willing to be contaminated by Mahayana monks, let alone Murong Xianxian and others.

"Nonsense!" The face of the Pure Yang Realm monk changed slightly, but he became hideous, and shot a spell towards the purple mist.

Call~

As if a whirlwind had risen out of thin air, the purple mist became more and more churning and surging, continuously impacting towards the Buddha's light.

"Something interesting!"

Murong Xian smiled faintly, and didn't see any of his actions, a golden-red flame flew out of his eyebrows, flying out of the purple mist...... Although those purple mist were terrifying, as soon as they touched the golden-red flames, they made a 'snort' sound, and under the contact between the two, the reaction was fierce and abnormal, as if cold water had fallen into boiling oil, and it was still dissipating rapidly.

Seeing this, the monks were stunned.

But the monk's pupils narrowed slightly, and he shouted loudly without hesitation: "Increase the power of the purple mist!" There are so many of us, even if they have some magical powers, they can only temporarily resist the purple mist, and they can't last long!"

This monk seemed to have quite a lot of prestige among those people, and the other remnants agreed, and the true yuan poured into the magic weapon in their hands, and the purple mist gushed out even more...... In this monk's mind, the other party's flame doesn't know what kind of fire it is, but it will definitely be consumed, now everyone will fight to consume, as long as these monks are solved, just that Qingluan Treasure Wheel will be enough to make up for their losses.

The idea was good, but the result didn't work out as it was...... The monk didn't expect that Murong Xianxian's flame turned out to be a heaven and earth true fire, of course, because Murong Xianxian had lost its aura, and also because its color had changed somewhat, so it had a misjudgment.

Seeing Murong Xianxian make a move, the three Qingluan also let out a long roar, and cyan flames erupted from their mouths, after advanced refining gods, they used star sand to build their bodies, although they didn't want to be as good as the real physical body, but they were also able to cultivate, and they could display a lot of Luan clan magical powers, this Qingluan flame was one of them, and its power was not inferior to the Vermilion Bird True Fire.

With the addition of these three flames, those purple mist suddenly became unsustainable, and the figures of those monks who had just been covered were gradually exposed.

"Die!"

The three vultures had already held their breath, and the three of them were also Mahayana monks, and they were robbed as fat sheep. There is no way to meet a freak like Murong Xianxian, but these dozen ...... At the moment when the purple mist became thinner, the six wings of the three people fluttered slightly, and countless feather-like rays of light shot out in all directions.

Poof!

It was about that the attack was too sudden, the six monks were caught off guard, their talisman treasure was like a paper paste, and they were instantly struck, and their flesh was shot like a sieve, their primordial gods rushed out of the purple mansion, looking around with some confusion, before they could figure out how this kind of thing could happen, the second wave of blows had already come, and these six primordial gods had completely dissipated before they could even shout 'spare their lives'.

"Mahayana...... Seniors, this ...... This is a misunderstanding!"

The monks at the head finally found themselves kicking the iron plate, not to mention the golden flame and the Qingluan who was not a waste (before that, they once thought that the three Qingluan were no longer able to exert their magical powers, otherwise how could they be reduced to a chariot?), these three Mahayana monks were definitely not something that their own group could provoke.

"A misunderstanding, a beautiful misunderstanding, isn't it?"

Naga Lou has been depressed since he was forced to follow Murong Xianxian, especially after realizing that he couldn't help Murong Xianxian, his heart was even more panicked, and at this time he finally had a goal to vent, sneered, and a huge black palm slammed down on the remaining monks. At the same time, the Vulture and the Vulture also shot at the same time.

"Run!"

The leading monk's face changed suddenly, but he was very righteous, and he didn't forget to say hello when he left, three monks could not escape, and were slapped into meat sauce by the palms of three hands that fell from the sky, and the others fled in all directions.

"Where to go!"

The monks of the Fallen Feather tribe are naturally warlike and killing, how could the three vultures let go of these three people who offended them, and immediately chased after them, and after a while, the chasing and fleeing sides had disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

"Tianhu, clean up, let's go first. ”

For those seizures, Murong Xianxian no longer cares, now Hu Xinmei and Mu Tianhu temporarily play the role of the chief steward, and the seized things are classified and kept by them, and then a regular list is made, unless there is anything that needs special attention.

The Vermilion Bird True Fire flickered slightly, and it had already turned into a streamer of light that submerged into the center of her eyebrows, and the Qingluan Treasure Wheel rose into the air and galloped towards the second layer of the Abyss of the Sea of Mist...... Without much delay, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, and the three vultures caught up from behind, and then the speed of Qingluan Baoyuan suddenly increased, and they flew towards the entrance of the second layer.

Under normal circumstances, there is no need for Murong Xianxian and others to control the flight of Qingluan Baolin, the three Qingluan are not puppets, as long as they tell them the flight path, they can fly autonomously, and even some small obstacles on the road can be easily handled. Only in special areas or when encountering relatively powerful enemies, Murong Xianxian and others will make a move. While Shui Yue and the others are cultivating in the treasure chariot, they will also take action when they encounter a suitable opponent...... At least Yin Wanru and the others had a feeling that their Flying Fish Sword Formation was getting more and more terrifying, and in this environment, their cultivation was still steadily rising.

Three days later, Qingluan Baoyuan flew into the sky above a huge mountain range, and in the center of the mountain range, there was a huge crypt, like a monster's mouth, which spewed out black mist, and from time to time there were bursts of evil trumpets.

"This is the entrance to the second floor?" asked Murong Xian Xian.

"Yes, it's normal here, and at the speed of the treasure chariot, it will take about eight hours to enter the second layer. The vulture said.

Yin Wanru's eyes next to her were a little happy and curious, Qiu Zhiruo was a little contradictory, she left a lot of family secrets along the way, and she didn't know if it was Qingluan Baoyuan flying too fast, or for what reason, there was no news, and she didn't dare to part with Murong Xianxian and the others, otherwise with her cultivation as a god refining cultivator, in the environment of the Abyss of the Sea of Fog where wolves are everywhere, there is always a danger of falling. R1152