The charm of the Xiuzhen world is infinite, and the most attractive thing is not the beautiful scenery. Rather, there are many uncertainties, and every unknown is a great attraction for the monks. Of course, in the exploration of the unknown, some monks have gained great benefits, and some monks have died.

Bao Tomorrow was very excited, and when he saw the huge stone gate, his eyes were already a greedy green. There was treasure here, that was his first thought. Yang Jiong built a foundation for cultivation, and being able to compete with him must be the result of getting a heavy treasure here.

Happy, Bao Tomorrow was not careless, and tried to push the stone door, but the gate did not move. Shen Nian couldn't pass through the stone gate, and he couldn't find the situation inside. The natal flying sword is indestructible, and can only draw a white mark on the stone door.

After Bao Tomorrow's excitement, he began to get anxious. He stood at the stone gate and blasted with mana, slashing with his flying sword, and the gate remained motionless except for the huge echo in the cave. Do you want to return empty-handed when you enter Baoshan?

Shimen is more than strong, and the more convinced Bao Tomorrow is that there are good treasures inside. In line with the principle of invincibility, he used his magic and flying swords to slowly break the stone gate. For a while, the echo in the cave was like thunder, deafening.

A long time has passed, and Bao Ming was playing energetically, when he suddenly heard a soft "click" sound from the stone door. He pushed it with his hand, and the stone door was actually pushed open a gap. The surprise seems to have come a little too suddenly, and Bao didn't react for a while tomorrow.

The door was completely pushed open, and Bao Ming could see the situation in the main hall clearly. On the smooth steps by the pool, there is a jade bed. There was a man sitting on the jade bed, and this person was wearing a wide black robe. His whole body, even his face, was covered in a black robe.

His mind swept over the black-robed man. A divine thought as strong as the power of heaven and earth came from the black-robed man's side. This is the divine thought of the Yuanying monk, and there is actually a Yuanying monk in the main hall. Bao tomorrow is like falling ice, his legs are weak, and he almost wants to kowtow and worship.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but the Yuan Ying Divine Mind had firmly locked on him. The gate is less than twenty zhang away from the jade bed, which is negligible compared to the Yuanying monk.

Bao Ming was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water, and looked at the black-robed man pitifully, not knowing what to do. At this time, in his heart, he had already forgotten Yang Jiong and the magic weapon-level staff.

He was frightened, and he was in a dilemma, and the black-robed man suddenly said, "Do you want to enter the main hall?"

How dare Bao tomorrow step into the stone gate, he tried his best to lower his tone, and said sincerely: "The junior entered this place by mistake and disturbed the senior's Qing Xiu, which is really guilty. I immediately retreated and asked the seniors to forgive the juniors for their offenses. ”

The black-robed man snorted, as if he had no intention of pursuing it. Bao will be happy tomorrow, reach out to close the door, and the stone door will not be able to take root. He stepped back a few feet, and saw that the black-robed man on the bed did not move, he should have really let him go. He turned and drew his flying sword and flew out of the cave.

After crossing the lava river and flying dozens of feet, Bao Tomorrow gradually slowed down. In the end, he stopped where he was. He suddenly realized that something was wrong, whether this Yuanying Monk was too good at talking. He bombarded the stone gate for so long, and the Yuanying monk ignored it, so he let himself go easily. In the same place, there is a monk who attacks his cave like a monk, and he will never let him leave if he does not peel off his skin.

Bao tomorrow leaned out of his mind and looked into the main hall. At this time, he was more than eighty zhang away from the main hall, and his mind could just see the situation in the hall clearly. The stone door of the main hall was not closed, and he could see the situation inside clearly.

The black-robed man suddenly reached out and patted his chest, bounced up from the jade bed, and quickly ran to the stone door, looking out. The appearance of ghosts and ghosts, how can there be a little bit of the appearance of a Yuanying monk.

Bao Ming was puzzled, and suddenly saw the black-robed man take off his hat, and said softly: "Finally left, scared me to death." The face under the hat is Yang Jiong.

People's emotions change quickly, they can be sad when they are happy, and they can laugh when they cry, because they are affected by the environment. Bao Mingming's mood was changing drastically at this time, and he was still complacent about escaping his life just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was angry and angry.

A small foundation-building monk actually scared him into the desert and fled, what kind of system is this? For the first time in his hundreds of years of cultivation, he was so teased by a junior.

Pushing open the stone door again, Bao Ming looked at Yang Jiong, who was sitting on the jade bed, and sneered a few times.

Yang Jiong pretended to be calm and straightened his hat, and said tightly: "What are you doing when you come back?"

Bao Ming joked: "Senior, junior is arresting a fugitive, and this fugitive has come to you." The juniors were helpless, so they had to disturb your Qing cultivation again, and ask the seniors for forgiving them for the adventures. ”

This time, his divine thoughts swept towards Yang Jiong without any care. Behind Yang Jiong was a skeleton, and the aura flickered under the skeleton, which was a medium-grade spirit stone. A Qiankun bag peeks out from under the skeleton. Yang Jiong quietly stretched out a hand backwards, pulling the bag.

The Qiankun bag was stuck by the skeleton, but Yang Jiong didn't pull it, and said to Bao Ming in a deep voice: "You come to the jade bed." At the same time, a divine thought pressed against him.

This divine thought is very different from the previous face Yuan Infant divine thought, only the level of Jindan. This kind of trick of wanting to catch and indulge, and being lustful and inward-looking, will be played a lot tomorrow. Yang Jiong must have used a certain divine thought treasure, which could send out high-level divine thoughts to scare people.

He laughed and said, "As you wish." Then he stepped forward steadily and walked straight towards Yang Jiong.

Bao Ming approached step by step, and the black-robed man lost his composure and stopped: "You don't have to come over." I don't have a fugitive here for you to chase, so get out right away. The voice was no longer as low as before, and Yang Jiong's original voice was used in a panic.

"Thief, dare An lie to me?" Bao Ming was furious, and the flying sword quickly slashed towards Yang Jiong. At the same time, his body was like electricity, and he shot towards the jade bed.

Yang Jiong screamed, blocked the flying sword, didn't care about the spirit stone on the jade bed, and grabbed the skeleton's waist with his hairy hands and feet.

The front and back of the main hall are more than 30 zhang, and the left and right are more than 20 zhang. Bao Ming has carefully analyzed the situation in the hall several times, and this should be the place where a certain senior master has been feathered. There are no other treasures in the hall, and the most valuable thing is probably the Qiankun bag on the skeleton's waist.

From the moment he returned to this hall, he subconsciously assumed. Yang Jiong is his, Yang Jiong's staff is his, and the Qiankun bag around the skeleton's waist is his. The treasures in the Qiankun bag are also his, and everything in the hall is his.

Since it is his personal thing, how can he allow others to get involved? He forced Yang Jiong back with all his sword, rushed to the side of the jade bed, and stretched out his hand to grab the Qiankun bag.

There is no divine thought seal on the Qiankun bag, this is an ownerless thing. Bao Mingming's mind rushed into the Qiankun bag, which was empty, and there was not a single speck of dust.

He wondered in his heart, and when he looked up at Yang Jiong, he saw Yang Jiong looking at him with a smile. There was an expression in his eyes that was indeed the case.

Suddenly there was a feeling of danger, his hair stood on end, and he wanted to jump away from the side of the jade bed, but it was too late. One of the skeleton's claws landed on his hand like lightning, and an extremely powerful divine thought rushed straight towards his Purple Mansion.

The divine thought was like an arrow, breaking through the layers of defense and bombarding the golden pill. Jin Dan was delicate, and was beaten to the next and toss, and there were a few cracks, but they were not broken.

Another divine thought attacked, much weaker than last time. Jin Dan turned around a few times, except for adding a few cracks, it was still not broken.

Bao Tomorrow was hit hard by this, bleeding from the seven orifices, staggering a few times, and finally fell to the ground.

Yang Jiong rushed over and kicked Bao Mingming, and said happily: "It's still the master's interests, and he easily killed Bao Mingming." ”

Xue Ru said weakly: "I don't have the ability to shatter his golden pill now, in order to prevent future troubles, I suggest you make up for it." ”

Jin Dan will be shattered at any time, and his thoughts will be chaotic. But at the time of life and death, the instinct to survive makes Bao Tomorrow struggle to be a little clear. He swung back the flying sword and slashed at Xueru's arm. As long as he takes off Xueru's palm, he may still have a chance of life.

Yang Jiong naturally wouldn't give him a chance, and after flying the short sword, he smashed a staff on Bao Ming's head. When his brain was splashing, he vaguely heard Bao Mingming's voice: "Who are you?"

The head shattered, and the Purple Mansion exploded. Filled with cracks, Jin Dan flew out and fled towards the gate. Yang Jiong had already prepared and smashed Jin Dan to pieces with a cane. There is no such person in this world as tomorrow, and he has no chance to see tomorrow.

Xueru pressed the bulge on the side of the bed and closed the stone door. Yang Jiong looked at the corpse on the ground, and smirked: "I'm Yang Jiong, and he is my master Xueru." Well, I've told you all that you can rest in peace. He casually ripped off the bag that Bao Tomorrow was on.

The process of killing Bao tomorrow seems to be dull, but in fact, it is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will never recover, and all this will be reversed.

Monk Jindan has a strong warning of danger, but if there is a danger prompt, he will withdraw and leave. If Xue Ru showed murderous intent or hostility towards him from the beginning, Bao would definitely sense it tomorrow and take precautions in advance.

Everything is as arranged, Bao will finally be fooled tomorrow, and when he is angry, his mind is all on Yang Jiong and Qiankun Bag. In his astonishment, the defense of the Purple Mansion relaxed, and Xueru's divine thoughts attacked the Purple Mansion of Bao Tomorrow.

Under normal circumstances, the Yuanying Monk could not easily break through the Purple Mansion of the Jindan Monk. Unless the difference in rank is too great, such as the late Yuan infant versus the early Jindan. Although the elf clan's divine thoughts are much stronger than ordinary primordial infants, Xueru's divine thoughts are weak, less than one out of ten. Under the two blows, they didn't break the golden pill of tomorrow.

There was a divine thought seal left on the bag of Bao Tomorrow, and Yang Jiong concentrated on breaking the seal, but he failed several times. In terms of quality, his divine thoughts are half a chip weaker than those of Jindan Divine Thoughts, and he can almost eliminate the divine thoughts on the Qiankun bag. But over and over again, it's always a little bit of heat.

Xue Ru said, "Give it to me!" took the Qiankun bag, broke the seal, and threw it to Yang Jiong, not even interested in taking a look at the items in the Qiankun bag. In the eyes of the Yuanying monk, how could there be a good thing in a Jindan mid-stage monk Qiankun bag.