The flying snake on the ring is lifelike, and a drop of blood drops on it, and it has not changed for a long time. Shen Nian rushed towards the ring, as if encountering an iron wall, and was bounced away. Yang Jiongman thought that after being promoted to Yuanying, he would be able to discover the secret of the ring, but he was disappointed.

Zhao Weiwei snatched the ring and looked at it carefully: "Husband, what kind of treasure is this?" When Yang Jiong was in the catastrophe, after she called her husband for the first time, she always called Yang Jiong by her husband. In her heart, except for Yang Jiong, she no longer has the idea of marrying someone else in this life.

Yang Jiong said: "This is a magical ring, and it is very likely to be space storage equipment. I'm already a primordial infant-level god and mana, and I still can't break the mark on this ring. Neither the blood nor the divine thoughts can unravel it, so show it to the Lingju seniors at that time, maybe he can crack it. ”

In this world, as long as he doesn't meet the divine envoy Ye Kai, Yang Jiong doesn't have to be afraid of any monk, this is the confidence that his strength brings him. He took the ring on his hand and pulled Zhao Weiwei into the forest of life.

Yang Jiong advanced to the Yuanying Realm, and no one could stop him when he returned to Nanming to ask for relatives. As long as he finds the 10,000-year-old dragon fruit and the elixir given by Lingsui, Yang Jiong can restore his once handsome appearance. Zhao Weiwei was in a good mood, humming a song, picking a handful of wildflowers, and weaving a wreath for Yang Jiong to wear on her head, her beautiful posture made the jungle a little more vibrant.

The two of them walked into the deep mountains and Daze, looking for them in rare places. This time, the purpose is clear, mainly to find the dragon fruit.

Zhao Weiwei and the three of them once inquired that the blessings of the gods can cure all poisons. Lingsui told them that the blessings of the gods were actually ordinary antidote pills in the Divine Realm, which had been given a lofty name by the Cultivation Realm and exaggerated its effect. The antidote that Lingju gave to Yang Jiong contained the blessings of the gods.

The two searched in the Forest of Life for more than a month, and found a few first-grade spirit grasses and a few spirit fruits, but they didn't find the shadow of the dragon fruit. Dragon fruit is a rare product, but it is impossible to find, everything depends on luck, not to mention more than 10,000 years.

Zhao Weiwei's heart to return gradually flourished, and she proposed that on the cliff of the Despair Plains of the Southern Underworld Continent, there had been dragon fruits.

Yang Jiong said with a smile: "Since the world knows that there is a dragon fruit there, the many demon beasts in the Despair Plain will definitely not let it go." As soon as the dragon fruit appears, it will be picked out, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy to want a fruit that is more than 10,000 years old. Let's look here in peace first, but we can't find it before we go to the Plains of Despair. ”

Two months later, the two still haven't found any trace of the dragon fruit. The forest of life is vast, and looking for it in the jungle is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. Zhao Weiwei is homesick and has revealed the idea of returning to Nanming several times.

Yang Jiong couldn't refute Zhao Weiwei's intentions, so he took out the Southern Hell Boundary Breaking Talisman to activate it. A black hole was generated in the air, and the two of them were about to enter, but they saw two disciples of the Top of the Gods walking with a person.

Seeing the disciple of the top of the gods, Yang Jiong's eyes lit up, and he patted his head and said, "There are many people with great strength, why don't we go to the top of the gods to try our luck." Maybe in the branch altar or the hall master's mansion, you can find out the news of the dragon fruit. He took Zhao Weiwei's figure in a flash, blocking in front of the two disciples of the top of the gods.

The two men at the top of the gods, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were really startled. The monk's spirit and memory are far beyond those of mortals, and he has the ability to never forget. They saw Yang Jiong and Zhao Weiwei clearly, and the man who left the escort fled in the desert.

Yang Jiong shrugged his shoulders strangely and asked Zhao Weiwei: "We have all restrained our breath, and there is no trace of coercion revealed, is it so terrifying? The two of them were so good that they were foundation building monks, and they fled without a fight, changing their greedy and lustful nature in the past. ”

Zhao Weiwei said with a smile: "Back then, you, Yang Dan, and Xinru were a trio that wreaked havoc on the east and west sides of the Forest of Life for ten years. Later, Wang Qiong and Xinru and I caused a lot of harm to the north and west sides of the top of the gods. This is the western region, but I'm afraid that in every branch, there are pictures of me and you. The two of them are building a foundation and cultivating a foundation, how can they have the courage to stay in front of us. ”

The former monk at the top of the gods, as long as he saw Yang Dan, even if his cultivation was low, he dared to go forward bravely to slap Yang Jiong's tiger whiskers. Zhao Weiwei is much more beautiful than Yang Dan, and the two fled without looking at Zhao Weiwei. It can be seen that the two threesomes before and after have made the disciples of the top of the gods talk about tigers, and their fears have been deeply rooted.

Zhao Weiwei pointed a little and untied the purple mansion where the man was escorted. The man had dark skin, and the thick lips on his slightly chubby face were like two slices of sausage.

Yang Jiong asked, "You are wearing the costume of the peak of the gods, why are you being detained by your fellow disciples?" He looked strange and ugly, and the tone of his question was not good, and the man trembled with fear, and his eyes were white.

Yang Jiong touched his nose helplessly and said to Zhao Weiwei: "Am I so terrible?"

Zhao Weiwei glanced at him and said, "When the two foundation building monks saw us, they ran away without saying a word. He has only cultivated his qi, can you not be afraid? I really didn't expect that you have reached the point where you can win without a fight based on your looks. Husband, if you don't keep your appearance, you may be able to walk unhindered in the South Underworld. ”

Yang Jiong smiled self-deprecatingly: "Do you really want me to be like this forever?" A divine thought stabbed the man awake, snorted at Zhao Weiwei, and then turned away.

Zhao Weiwei asked, although the man was scared, he was not scared and fainted. The beauty asks each other, a smile is pleasing to the eye, and he basically answers all questions.

He is a disciple of the Qingfeng Altar under the Hall of Heroes. The Apex of the Gods is allowed to attack and plunder each other. There are often wars between the altars in the same branch. Not long ago, the Lei Bo Altar captured the Qingfeng Altar, and after the altar owner was beaten away, the disciples in the altar fled like lost dogs.

He hid outside for half a year, and after the spirit stones ran out, he returned to the Qingfeng Altar to watch, but was captured by the disciples of the Lei Bo Altar who were guarding there. The two arrested him and prepared to escort him back to Lei Botan to work as coolies, but they didn't want to meet Yang Jiong and the others.

Yang Jiong was not interested in the battle between the sub-altars, and he asked, "Have you heard someone in the sub-altar mention the 10,000-year descending dragon fruit, or where did the 10,000-year descending dragon fruit appear?"

The man shook his head blankly, he was only refining qi cultivation, he was the lowest level of existence among the monks, where had he heard of such a treasure as the Ten Thousand Year Descending Dragon Fruit.

Yang Jiong waved his hand in disappointment and motioned for Zhao Weiwei to let him go. The man thought that he would definitely die, and he didn't want the two in front of him to let him live. In the general order handed down by the branch hall, Yang Jiong, Zhao Weiwei and others never relented when they robbed the branch altar. Basically, every robbery is a mass killing, with countless casualties.

The man thanked him and fled into the distance. He had just flown out of about ten zhang when he suddenly turned around and said, "I heard my cousin say that Sun Hui, the law enforcement officer of Sanssouci Hall, likes to loot first-grade spiritual materials the most. Go and find him, and you may get the dragon fruit. ”

Yang Jiong said: "Who is Sun Hui? With a flick of his fingers, a Qiankun bag flew in front of the man.

The man grabbed the Qiankun bag, and there was no divine thought seal on it. When he saw thousands of low-grade spirit stones densely packed in the bag, his eyes were so happy that he almost fainted.

He said respectfully to Yang Jiong: "My cousin is a foundation building monk, and he once served as a hall master's palace guard in the worry-free branch hall, and I was fortunate to come into contact with Sun Hui's predecessors. I heard that Sun Hui has countless delicacies, but it is unknown what the specific situation is. ”

"Where is your cousin now?" Can you contact him?"

"He was put to death by the master of the hall for making a mistake. Fearing that I would be implicated, I moved my family to the premises of the Hall of Heroes. ”

His cultivation is low, and the level he can contact is limited. Yang Jiong asked for a while, but he couldn't tell why, so he waved him away.

Yang Jiong turned his head to look at Zhao Weiwei, but saw that she was eager to try, and completely forgot the original intention of returning to Nanming, and had the idea of going straight to the branch. She robbed the altar with Wang Qiong and Xinru for four years, and she has long liked this exciting and thrilling life.

They robbed more than a dozen branch altars, but they never dared to approach the hall master's mansion city. Every time his heart dances like eyebrows, Yang Jiong and his wife once used a trick to break through the hall master's mansion. Zhao Weiwei and the two daughters were all envious, and they admired the achievements of Yang Jiong and the others.

Yang Jiong is now cultivating as a Yuanying, with a medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and the power of the Soul Suppression Seal has increased several times. With such strength, against the Shangyuan Infant Monk, it can also be easily won. If you go to the branch hall, you will definitely win, as long as you fight quickly, you will definitely not attract Ye Kai's attention.

The two of them paid attention to going to the worry-free branch hall, for the sake of safety, not to startle the snake. Zhao Weiwei wore a veil on her head, and Yang Jiong used a mask and flew towards Sanssouci City.

The hall master's mansion must be located in the big city, and the two rushed to the outside of Sanssouci City. A disciple guarding the city saw Zhao Weiwei's graceful posture and asked her to unveil it. Yang Jiong released a trace of Yuanying coercion, and the disciples of Zhuji were unbearable, and they knelt on the ground in fright.

The two of them walked away, and the disciples guarding the city came to their senses after half a sound. Just now, they dared to desecrate the family members of Yuanying's predecessors, and walked back and forth on the edge of life and death, and everyone was shocked into a cold sweat. It is easy for the Yuanying Monk not to go to the entrance of other halls, either other branch masters come to visit with their families, or they are the opponents of Sanssouci Hall and come to challenge Sanssouci Hall.

Sanssouci is a large city with a population of millions, but after all, this is the world of monks, without the hustle and bustle of mortal cities. The inner city is the city where the monks live and the outer city is where the mortals live.

The two of them walked happily and gradually approached the inner city. Mortals were not allowed to enter the inner city, Yang Jiong and the others breathed a little, and the guards collected two spirit stones and let them into the inner city.

There was a faint layer of blue light on the outside of the Sanssouci City Lord's Mansion, which was the Yuan Infant Protector Array. Basically, every city lord's mansion is guarded by a magic circle. It is said that the eye of the array is a treasure given by the head of the sect Ye Kai, and the magic circle can prevent the monks of the late Yuan Infant period from attacking for several hours.

There is a magic circle to guard, and there is no guard at the entrance of the hall master's mansion. Yang Jiong stretched out his hand and pressed it towards the blue light, and a strong elastic force rushed to his palm. The stronger he exerts, the darker the blue light and the greater the rebound. Although the palm of the hand is deeply immersed in the blue light, it cannot be penetrated.

Yang Jiong used his strength to get stronger, and finally he did it with all his might, but he still couldn't break through the Guardian Array. Zhao Weiwei said: "Don't you have a medium-grade spiritual weapon, do you want to try it with a spiritual weapon?"

Yang Jiong said: "This blue light is tangible and non-qualitative, and it is strong when it is strong, and it is worthy of the magic circle given by the gods." Medium-grade spiritual weapons are a means of raiding, and if they are exposed too early, they will lose their effect. The master of the Sanssouci Hall, Du Wuwu, is in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and if he flees without a fight, I may not be able to keep him. ”