Chapter 217: Dissuasion

The boundless fallen leaves are bleak, outlining a sense of loneliness and sorrow.

Lu He retracted his spiritual sense, shook his head and sighed lightly.

Lu He could see that the fox demon was not very old, but he had experienced the pain of losing a child, and it should take a long time to come out of that sadness.

Perhaps, let her find something to do to distract her, which can make it easier for her?

But just thinking about it, Lu He dispelled this idea, firstly because he was not used to having women around him, and secondly because Lu He had also experienced similar pain, at this time, it was best and easiest to get out of it quietly alone.

After emptying his thoughts, Lu He took the book and continued to read.

The books he focused on reading were all books about overseas fairy islands, and he was also preparing for his upcoming trip.

Soon, Lu He was attracted by the bizarre world in the book and no longer paid attention to other things.

......

On the other side, Jun Black Prison turned into a black tiger body and traveled all the way.

Since stepping into the middle level of the Mortal Realm, Jun Hei Prison's flight speed has been several times faster than before.

With the Black Flame Red Lotus in his hand, the current strength of Jun Black Prison has far surpassed that of Qingshan Jun at that time, although they are all intermediate levels of the Mortal Realm, but the adventures and creations of Jun Black Prison after following Lu He are not comparable to Qingshan Jun.

"Alas, 100,000 miles, I have to fly for three days and three nights. ”

Jun Hei Prison's eyes were full of exhaustion, but when he thought of the Jiaolong Armor in the Qiankun Ring, the exhaustion in Jun Hei Prison's eyes was swept away, and it turned to infinite excitement.

As long as the seal of the Jiaolong Armor is lifted, Jun Black Prison is confident that he can fight against the high-level demon clan of the Metamorphosis Realm, and if he gets the inheritance of that predecessor of Black Flame City, it will not be difficult to step into the Purple Mansion Realm in the future!

Thinking of this, Jun Hei Prison was like an arrow, and he couldn't wait to instantly move back to Black Flame City.

Well?

When he flew to Qilin Mountain, Jun Hei Prison looked at the edge of Qilin Mountain suspiciously.

There, there were several groups of Terran monks who were slowly moving forward, and all of them were in the Spirit Realm.

"The little things in the Spirit Realm also dare to enter Qilin Mountain?"

Jun Hei Jian shook his head, his eyes full of disdain, and he was not ready to pay attention to it.

But after thinking about it, the owner of his own family is also a human race, shouldn't he go and warn those people and let them not go deep into Qilin Mountain?

Thinking of this, Jun Hei Prison turned around, turned into a human body, and soon came to the sky above the group of Terran monks.

The garments worn by the Terran monks were different, but the clothes worn by each group were uniform.

At this time, everyone was taken aback when they saw a young man dressed in black standing in the sky, and they immediately realized that this was a strong man who had encountered the Mortal Realm.

"See the seniors!"

Everyone hurriedly bent down and saluted, for fear of leaving a bad impression on Jun Hei Prison.

However, one of them, a young man dressed in black, looked at Jun Hei Prison coldly and didn't say a word.

Jun Hei Prison was expressionless, and said: "This place is Qilin Mountain, there are countless demon clans in the mountain, if you go further, I am afraid that you will be buried in the demon belly, go back quickly." ”

"The predecessors don't know, we are all disciples from the major immortal sects, this time I came to Qilin Mountain, but it was for a martial arts exchange conference between the immortal gate and the immortal gate, we want to go into the mountain, and each team of people has to hunt at least one monster in the body refining realm. ”

A young man in a Taoist robe spoke: "The duration of the competition is seven days, and at the end of the competition, which side hunts the most monsters and the most powerful is whichever team wins, the winner can get a reward of a low-grade spirit weapon." ”

When it came to the lower grade spirit weapon, the faces of these nine teams were full of expressions of inevitable.

Jun Hei Jian shook his head and said, "Just you crooked melons and jujubes, and you also want to hunt and kill the monsters of the Body Refining Realm?" ”

"Seniors don't look down on people!"

A disciple was dissatisfied and said, "We are all Tianjiao of the Nine Great Immortal Sects of Gale County, although it is only the Spirit Realm, but how can a monster in the Body Refining Realm stop us?"

Jun Hei Prison sneered and said, "Okay, I have persuaded you anyway, so don't blame me for not reminding you if you die yourself." ”

With that, Jun Hei Prison prepared to leave.

But before leaving, he happened to see the black-clothed boy standing in the corner.

Jun Heijiao's brows furrowed, looked at the young man, and said, "Boy, you look at me very unconvinced?"

The young man in black didn't say a word, just looked at Jun Hei Prison coldly.

Jun Hei Jian sneered and said, "Okay, you wait for Lao Tzu to finish his business, if Lao Tzu comes back and you are still here, then you can see if Lao Tzu can beat you all over the ground to find teeth!"

After that, Jun Hei Prison rose directly into the sky.

After Jun Hei Prison left, the disciples of the Nine Teams immediately talked about it, and the content of their words was all about discussing Jun Hei Prison.

A disciple dressed in the costume of the Pure Yang Sword Sect walked up to the black-clothed young man and sighed, "Ancient Law Sword, you shouldn't offend the powerhouse of the Mortal Realm. ”

"Afraid of what?"

The other person laughed and said, "The master of the magic sword is the sect master of our Pure Yang Sword Sect, how dare a scattered cultivator of the Mortal Realm provoke our Pure Yang Sword Sect?"

Everyone was talking, but the ancient magic sword in black still didn't look at it, and his expression was cold.

Then, the ancient magic sword walked directly towards the depths of Qilin Mountain.

Seeing this, several other disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect hurriedly chased after them, and an older disciple frowned and said, "Ancient Law Sword, I told you several times before I came in, you must learn to cooperate, don't go on a rampage alone." ”

"He's a mute, what's the use of you telling him this?"

A disciple sneered: "I really don't know what the sect master thinks, he actually accepted him as an apprentice, he has been in the sect for so long, he hasn't said a word, what do you say is not dumb?"

Everyone was speechless, but because Gu Fajian was a disciple of the sect master, they didn't dare to say anything.

And the disciple who insulted the ancient law sword was named Liu Gang, from a noble background, he was the grandson of the great elder of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, he was fifteen years old this year, and the great elder originally wanted to recommend him to be Li Yiyi's disciple, but Li Yiyi first accepted the ancient law sword as a disciple, and the great elder could not recommend him again.

So Liu Gang has been holding his breath, and from time to time he wants to find trouble with the ancient magic sword.

Gu Fajian's insult to Liu Gang seemed to be inaudible, and he just walked forward, his expression cold, not sad or happy.

Suddenly!

The ancient magic sword pulled out the long sword behind his back, and a fierce murderous aura emerged.

Liu Gang was startled, took a few steps back, and hurriedly pulled out the long sword behind his back, the sword pointed at the ancient magic sword, and shouted: "Ancient magic sword, what are you doing?"

Shout!

A sword qi burst out, and in the dense forest in front of him, a little demon at the beginning of the Spirit Realm pierced through the bushes and jumped out.

As soon as they saw the monster, everyone was taken aback, and they all hurriedly pulled out the long swords in their hands, looking vigilant.