On a forest, full of people leaping and soaring, some monks took out the magic weapon of flying, and the spiritual power in their palms poured into it like crazy, and walked along the crowd, at the front, was the figure of Chen Zimeng Yujian.

Lian Fenghuo stepped on his feet, Jian Jiu held it in his hand, Shen Nian released four searches, and when he met the source crystal, he rushed over and picked it up with a sword, without looking at it, and with a wave of his sleeves, he put it into the storage bag.

Occasionally, when the monk was not far away, the sword went away, and the speed increased instantly, often when the person did not react, Jian Jiu picked up the storage bag on his waist, reached out and grabbed it, held it in the palm of his hand, and flew away.

Chen Zimeng was very skilled in slashing through the snatched storage bags with a sword, as he thought, the storage bags that each monk hung on his waist were not the ones they really hid the treasure.

But inside, there will definitely be a source crystal.

Not because of anything else, the storage bag revealed by the monk was originally used to store temporary things, just like the storage bag on Chen Zimeng's waist, which contained a little pill and some miscellaneous items.

The real magic weapon, the high-grade elixir, the Dan furnace or others, are all in the bag in the arms.

Now he also contains the source crystal, some spirit stone magic weapons that he snatched, and other people's storage bags, which have generally been refined, and he can't open them, so he can only smash them with a sword, so as to obtain the items in them.

Chen Zimeng is very skilled, cutting the storage bag without damaging the items in the bag, which makes him feel pity, but it is a pity that he did not master the strength in Qingfeng Mountain, and when Zhang Qiancheng's storage bag was cut into pieces, it can basically be said that the magic weapon was destroyed.

I didn't have time to sigh, I suddenly raised my head, not far away, a plain-clothed female cultivator struggled to fly, a source crystal crossed the sky, Chen Zimeng's toes tapped, and even the beacon fire was about to pass.

The female cultivator sensed Chen Zimeng's arrival, looked up, frowned slightly, and saw Chen Zimeng's face expressionless, without looking at her, the long sword in her hand was raised, and several sword flowers burst out, and the source crystal that the female cultivator was looking for seemed very obedient, and with a light pick, she fell in front of Chen Zimeng, and with a wave of her sleeves, the source crystal was put away by Chen Zimeng.

The female cultivator was stunned for a moment, then clenched her fists and said, "Brother Dao, I found this source crystal first. ”

Glancing at the female cultivator, Chen Zimeng didn't say a word, turned around and left, the female cultivator was angry, and Teng Qiyun planned to chase after her, but at this moment countless scoldings came.

The female cultivator turned to look, a large group of people were full of murderous intent, rushed over, and froze for a moment, the female cultivator was about to take precautions, but the crowd just rushed by, looking for the man from before.

The female cultivator immediately knew that most of those people were just like herself, and they were robbed of the source crystal.

She reached out and touched her waist, but she was shocked, the storage bag on her waist was gone, and she was in a hurry, and her mind was released, sensing that the storage bag could only go away at a high speed in front of her.

Without waiting for the nun to be further confirmed, her heart moved, and she actually cut off the connection with the storage bag, and the nun instantly understood why so many people were chasing and killing that man.

With anger on her face and murderous intent in her eyes, an extremely thin long sword fell at her feet, the female cultivator put her fingers together, and a little forward, the flying sword stabbed out sharply, chasing towards the crowd that was about to go away.

Perhaps it should be said that he chased Chen Zimeng, who was about to disappear without a trace.

The forest is boundless, there is no end in sight, Chen Zimeng Shennian swept into the storage bag on his waist, there are about more than a thousand source crystals, most of them are robbed, or they have traded ancient relics with him, or they are not known to him at all, whether it is the Southern Wilderness or the Zhongzhou monks, they will be robbed when they encounter it.

After a while, more Xuanguang flashed, and Chen Zimeng squinted, but none of the Xuanguang contained source crystals, which couldn't help but make him a little strange.

The monks behind him kept chasing and killing, but Chen Zimeng noticed that many monks saw that they couldn't catch up, so they shook their heads and sighed and flew away, apparently admitting it.

Chen Zimeng wanted to find someone to ask what the situation was in the tomb of the ancient emperor, and he was sure that the ancestors of the Zhangchu clan and the other three clans must have known the situation, but they didn't say it.

Wan Jingfei was the most suspicious, Chen Zimeng suddenly regretted it, and he actually thought about finding an opportunity to kill Wan Jingfei along the way, but he didn't think to ask more about the situation.

Wan Jingfei must have entered here, and in front of them, perhaps as soon as he entered the outer abyss space, Wan Jingfei came directly to this space.

So, what is he going to do?

Chen Zimeng wanted to know, but he reluctantly suppressed these thoughts, in his body, the breath of the flower on the other side had already filled all the meridians, and there were even blood-red rays of light swimming in the meridians.

In the dantian, the three perfect Dao platforms continued to tremble, exerting their unique attributes, wanting to suppress the other side flower, but what shocked Chen Zimeng was that in the end, the Zun Dao platform was suppressed by the other side flower.

Chen Zimeng had to get rid of the person behind him as soon as possible, according to what he thought, there must be an ancient emperor's suicide note somewhere, and the source crystal would bring him what he wanted.

He just had to look for it.

Walking along the forest, it seemed too aimless, Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pointed out, and countless flames suddenly ignited in the dense forest below, and the sword was far away, the flames soared more than ten zhang high, and the monks chasing after him all hurriedly deflected the direction.

Chen Zimeng flew towards the north of this space, and after flying for about three quarters of an hour, he actually came out of the forest and came to a place full of flowers and vines, and not far away, there was a large hall, towering.

The source crystal in the storage bag began to glow, and the closer it got to the main hall, the more dazzling the light became, until behind, Wei Hai and his party looked from afar, Chen Zimeng was like a small sun.

At the main entrance of the main hall, a bull's horn of a hundred zhang size is set up straight, above the tip of the horn, a huge opening is broken, it looks a little gray, the top of the main hall is full of mottling, a lot of rubble falls, there are also some vines coiled up, turned into dead branches, and hangs down along the palace wall.

Chen Zimeng didn't go through the gate, he descended directly from mid-air to the top of the main hall, stepped on the edge of a hole in the roof, and jumped down, Chen Zimeng entered the main hall, but what caught his eyes was red flowers.

Startled, Chen Zimeng drew his sword and held it in his hand, and in all directions, the red flowers were completely silent, without shaking at all, and there was no sound. 61

Flowers on the other side!

Fortunately for Chen Zimeng, the flowers on the other side of this hall seemed to be dead things, reaching forward, tearing one off and holding it in his hand, the cold breath entered his body, making Chen Zimeng throw it away at once.

Countless sword whistles came, Chen Zimeng turned around and saw that the air outside the hall was full of monks, a sword and countless magic weapons should be smashed, startled, turned his hand and pushed forward, a formation seal instantly formed, rushed out from the palace gate, blocked the sky above the hall tightly, and then became larger, attacking forward, blocking countless attacks.

Chen Zimeng left along a hall gate behind, the hall was huge and empty, and after going out, Chen Zimeng found that there was no other place to spend the other side of the flower.

This couldn't help but make him feel strange, he had thought that the flowers on the other side were all over the hall, but now it seemed that he wanted to go wrong.

Outside the hall, Wei Hai raised a square seal, smashed the formation seal formed by Chen Zimeng, and then smashed a big hole in the front door of the main hall below, and the monk jumped into it along the hole.

Chen Zimeng came to another empty hall, two or three times larger than the previous one, directly above the main hall, there was a platform, there was nothing else on the platform, only a lamp.

Chen Zimeng walked over and took a closer look at the lamp on the stage, which was a very ordinary oil lamp, which was seen in ordinary people's homes, and this kind of shape was also very ordinary.

But Chen Zimeng was sure that it was a treasure, because the oil lamp was full of dust, and there was a little bit of lamp oil in the lamp bottle, Chen Zimeng looked at it, and was surprised that he didn't know what the reason was, and the lamp had not been extinguished.

No one has set foot here for thousands of years, the lamp is still on, it can be seen that it is extraordinary, stretching out his hand to hold it, Chen Zimeng is not afraid of death put away the oil lamp, and did not blow it out, in his opinion, it is estimated that the light will not be blown out.

It was included in the storage bag, but at this moment, the sky directly above this space suddenly darkened, and the sun did not set along the west, but directly extinguished in the sky.

In the outer hall, Wei Hai and his party were about to rush over, and an extremely strong aura swept by, everyone froze, and when they looked up, the sky changed, and they completely fell into their eyes.

Chen Zimeng felt it in his heart, looked up at the palace gate, the sky was dark, and a cold aura swept in all directions, Chen Zimeng fell to the ground with a painful face, covering his heart, very frightened.

In an instant, Chen Zimeng felt the other side flower, it was like a beast that had been lurking for a long time, and suddenly opened its eyes.

Above the spiritual lake in the body, the originally calm and blue lake surface rippled, and soon, the heart lake became extremely bright red, and pieces of red petals rose from the bottom of the lake, piling up more and more on the surface of the lake.

Chen Zimeng sat up cross-legged with all his might, pinched his hands with his hands, his mind was silent on the heart lake, and the mystical sounds penetrated his heart, and Chen Zimeng listened attentively.

"As soon as I think of robbing flowers, the other side is scattered!"

"I am, Netherworld True Immortal, Immortal on the Other Side!"

"I am, the flower of the other side!"

Shocked in his heart, Chen Zimeng clenched his fists in his chest, pinching the trick extremely fast, the power of the curse origin on his body was completely rising, and in his eyes, the purple intention was great, and between his foreheads, the robbery flower seal was extremely bright.

Chen Zimeng knew that the flower on the other side had woken up.

Wei Hai and the others also planned to rush to the place where Chen Zimeng walked, but they were soon terrified, only to see that in the surrounding hall, countless red flowers on the other side of the bank were shaking, as if they were alive, and a monk inadvertently cut his fingers by a flower on the other side, and blood gushed out, like a waterfall in an instant.

Everyone was shocked, hurriedly withdrew from the main hall, stood on the square in front of the hall and looked intently, only to see that in the hall, countless flowers on the other side stretched out, and in less than a moment, they bloomed one after another.

The petals are fluttering, stretching towards the surrounding space, and the branches are gently swaying, which is particularly beautiful.

Chen Zimeng didn't know the changes in the outside world, he only knew that above his heart lake, the petals on the other side were like blood, dyeing his heart lake red.

A bewitching flower on the other side floated up from the bottom of the heart lake, and in the dantian, the purple platform representing the origin of the curse, the black and white platform of the origin of yin and yang, and the thunder platform full of thunder, the three platforms shook violently, and then swayed, swam along the meridians, and fell into the heart lake.

Chen Zimeng's mind turned into a villain, sitting cross-legged on the heart lake, below is the other side of the flower, surrounded by three Taoist platforms, the forehead is full of purple flowers, and the purple meaning in his eyes is even tighter.

The origin of the spell is all around, the surface of the heart lake is full of petals on the other side, and the surface of the lake is full of purple mana, and the thunder platform glows and splits the thunder and lightning towards the rising flowers on the other side, as if the world is destroyed, the thunder and lightning flicker, terrifying.

On the black and white platform, yin and yang rotated, and a small light lit up, protecting Chen Zimeng's mind from collapse.

In Chen Zimeng's body, the soft groans of the flowers on the other side continued to sound, and finally spread to the outside of the body, and spread to the outer hall, and countless flowers on the other side were displayed, looking fresh and demonic.

Wei Hai and his party were constantly noisy outside, discussing how to kill them, but at this moment, the soft groan of the flower on the other side came, making everyone puzzled, but soon they were frightened and flew away.

I saw that the flowers on the other side of the hall continued to spread outward, and the entire hall was already enveloped in a breath time, and it was like a wave, and it was far away in an instant.

In this space, the figure of the flower on the other side is instantly full, and the soft moaning of the flower on the other side is also endless.

"As soon as I think of robbing flowers, the other side is scattered!"

"I am, Netherworld True Immortal, Immortal on the Other Side!"

"I am, the flower of the other side!"