There are three seal characters on the ancient books - fire dragon jue.

Mu Ping flipped through it roughly, and sure enough, it was Fan Tiangang's cultivation technique, among which the Fire Dragon Palm was impressively listed.

This kind of garbage exercise Mu Ping has no interest at all, but it will kill people if it is circulated, and he put it into the ring with the jade box, and it is better to destroy it when he has time, he doesn't want to have a new Fire Dragon Sect that specializes in sucking the girl's Yuan Yin.

Not even one person!

There were some jade bottles on the stone table in the second stone room, about a dozen, Mu Ping opened one casually, and found that they were all some garbage pills, not even the second grade, and he didn't bother to look at it again, so he put all his brains into his own ring. Whether there is a Burst Ascension Pill here, I just need to study it slowly in the future.

Along the way, Mu Ping was also speechless for a while, this Fire Dragon Sect is too poor, at least he has to save some gold and silver, no matter how bad it is, he has to have some money or something, but there is nothing, the materials for arranging the formation are all first-level, and they can't get into his magic eyes at all, except for some first-level spirit grasses of the yin attribute, the rest are classified by him as garbage.

Kill so many people, get some of this?

Mu Ping felt that he had lost a lot this time, but thinking about it on the other hand, if he didn't come to this Fire Dragon Sect, how could he possibly get three scorching ceilingpox? How could he possibly get the corpse of a one-horned fireworm?

"It's really not enough to swallow an elephant!"

He shook his head slightly, "It seems that it was so smooth that he was too demanding of this world!"

Just as he turned around and wanted to leave, an inadvertent glance made his blood surge.

He found that there was a knife stuck in the rock diagonally above the hall, a long knife with a hilt that had sunk into the rock.

Spiritual power penetrated in, and he found that the knife was more than five feet long, the handle was one foot long, and the blade was four feet long.

"Three-grade real weapon, and it's a three-grade real weapon that can be promoted?"

The aura emanating from the knife, Mu Ping was 100% sure that the knife must be a third-grade real weapon.

"How can there be a three-grade real weapon on the earth?"

But when he thought of the senior who had ascended in the Fenshan Ancient Tomb, he was also relieved, since there was a great power that had ascended from here, what was the fuss about a third-level real weapon?

He flew up on the ground, and reached out to pull the knife out, but he grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and his whole body hung in the air, but the knife still did not move, as if it had grown with the rock.

"I don't believe it yet!"

Mu Yuan was transported abruptly, and he made a thousand catties fall, and the strength of the fourth layer of the solid tree completely exploded.

"Squeak quack!"

The knife shook twice as if it had a spirit, but it was still firmly stuck in place.

With a "poof", Mu Ping bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of natal essence blood. As soon as the blood came out, it quickly penetrated into the blade.

"Huh!" shook a few times, and the knife was pulled out by him in response, and a heavy feeling instantly permeated his body.

That's the weight of that knife!

"Good knives!"

Gently stroking the knife, Mu Ping blurted out.

He estimated that the knife had been around for at least five hundred years, but the blade was pitch black, there was no rust at all, and under the light of the fire, it shimmered with a palpitating black and red cold light.

"Is this the rhythm of someone giving pillows when you want to sleep?"

Two of Mu Ping's desperate three styles are related to knives. Although he had seized a scimitar, it was also a genuine weapon, and it was not easy to use, but now that he held this knife in his hand, he felt that the momentum of his body had instantly soared.

As soon as his spiritual power moved, he erased the original brand on the knife and imprinted his own spiritual brand. The knife seemed to come to life, and the vultures let out a soft sound.

Two seal characters also slowly emerged on the knife body, "Cold Moon!"

"Leng Yue?

All Mu Ping's boredom was swept away, not to mention anything else, just getting this cold moon, all the efforts were worth it!

He held the knife in both hands, and Mu Yuanqi poured into the blade, and Leng Yue let out a black light with a "clang", and the original four-foot blade suddenly swelled to two zhang, and an extremely thick bloody qi emanated from the knife body, and this momentum alone made the enemy chill......

"Team leader, it's been twenty-six hours and fifteen minutes, nothing will happen to Mu Ping, right?"

Fu Ping, who had been quiet, became impatient again.

Nan Yuan frowned, and his heart was like fifteen buckets chained, and he couldn't be at peace.

"Yes, it's been so long, if Mu Ping succeeded, he should have come out a long time ago......!

He felt his confidence crumble little by little.

"Is it really right to put all the treasure on a young man who has not known each other for a long time?"

"Yes, team leader, nothing will happen to Mu Ping Xiaoyou, right?"

Li Zhanyuan also spoke anxiously.

"Probably not...... Let's do it!"

Nan Yuan gave an ambiguous answer.

"Team Leader Nan, I have a suggestion, can you let me lead a team of people to go in first, even if it is to give Mu Ping a little support. ”

The cold-faced scholar Ji Daozi didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd, and looked at Nanyuan eagerly.

"It's okay, we and the Fire Dragon Sect are already mortal enemies, you must be careful when you go in. ”

After a deep sigh, Nanyuan immediately made a decision.

"Brother Biao, let's go!"

Ji Daozi tilted his head at Cheng Biao and smiled slyly, "One group to follow!"

"Then I'll accompany Brother Ji on a trip!

Cheng Biao still looked like a smiling tiger, he hugged Nanyuan with a fist, held his big belly, opened his short legs, followed behind Ji Daozi, and walked towards the hidden formation, behind the two, eighteen black-clothed mermaids flashed out of the woods and followed behind the two.

Fu Ping looked at the backs of the two, pursed her lips, and didn't make a sound.

"Report to the team leader!" Within twenty minutes, a member of the Xuan Group dressed in black ran back in a panic, and said loudly at Nanyuan with his fists clasped and said, "Deputy Team Leader Ji, as well as Deputy Team Leader Cheng and others are trapped!"

"What's the situation?"

Nanyuan's eyes widened.

"I don't know, I'm in charge of the palace, and I found that Deputy Team Leader Ji and Deputy Team Leader Cheng had just entered it with people, and they disappeared. ”

"Did you hear a fight?"

"No, they seemed to have disappeared out of thin air! After waiting for a long time, there was no movement at all, and I came back to report. ”

"It's broken, something happened!"

Nan Yuan took two steps on the spot, "Quick, call everyone, and go in with me!"

He was the first to run towards the concealment formation.

Fu Ping and Li Zhanyuan glanced at each other, waved at the remaining members of the Xuan Group who were in ambush in the bushes, and led the hundreds of members of the Xuan Group who rushed over, followed behind Nan Yuan, and Yu Guan entered the formation.

"Deputy Team Leader Ji, Deputy Team Leader Cheng, what happened?"

From a distance, Nanyuan, Fu Ping, Li Zhanyuan and others found the figures of Ji Daozi and Cheng Biao and others, only to see them rattling, but like headless flies, they went around, but they couldn't get out.

"Alas, we're all trapped in the formation!"

Ji Michiko shook her head in frustration.

Nanyuan realized that he didn't know when, they were also trapped in an inverted bowl-like formation.