I didn't go into the twilight fog until I came to the top of the cliff, and I didn't find the so-called Liuxian Zhi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The murmur of the sky, which faces the sky like a lunar crater, has a smooth and neat appearance, and makes people marvel at the creativity of the strangers from the upper realm, which is comparable to the magic of nature. Here, there is a fluorescent arc that is inverted like the bottom of the pot, which has not faded for thousands of years. Qiao Mengchen curiously shot out to test the crystal arc, only to feel that the crystal glow flashed between the slight burning palms, like a disturbed water mirror.

He looked thoughtfully at the remnants of the crystal in his scorched black palm, wondering why he hadn't seen this vague crystal arc when he left the demon well earlier. Yes, it must be a red gold shield body, and the crystal arc cannot be seen at all.

It's not cold at high places. Maybe the height is not enough, maybe thanks to the upper realm, there is no snow on the top of the cliff, only cold wind. Standing on the cliff wall and looking out, the back is the city wall of the high mountain mountain, the front is a wide field of vision, but the sky is late and foggy can not see really.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly thought of the unknown whereabouts of Chijin, Ah Zi and the others, and the phantom bodies in the sleeping crystal did not know whether they were alive or dead, so he hurriedly put away his mood and jumped back into the sinkhole.

The demon dragon was still sleeping soundly, and when he couldn't breathe, he knew that his inner body still hadn't improved. Qiao Mengchen gently put down the two elixirs, and then quietly stripped off and entered the water.

The girl's phantom body is facing upwards on her back, her purple hair is rippling and her face is beautiful, and the jade fingers under the water sleeves are pink, and she has lost the miserable whiteness when she entered the water. Qiao Mengchen relaxed a lot, and began to swim back and forth around the crystal, pondering the strange woman.

Can the phantom body heal the disease instead of the real body?Who is her real body?Where does she live now?What stubborn illness does she have and need to come here to heal?Why doesn't the real body come?How did people get into this sleeping crystal......

A series of countless questions made him forget the unlucky appearance of his bare ass. Whether others see it or not, this matter itself is a troubled matter.

is swimming, and the pool water is agitated so that the sleeping crystal is also up and down. Don't think about it, it must be the first awakening of Ao Mao's nine dreams.

Who knows what new tricks this guy will come up with?

The old demon dragon leaned on the ground with his claws, and looked at a few elixirs lazily: "You have fallen in love with her several times and three times, have you taken a fancy to her?" Alas, young man, I advise you to break this thought...... You are just a poor boy in distress, you don't know if you will survive tomorrow, and you have to eat swan eggs to be your son-in-law!"

According to the demon dragon, the main owner of the phantom body is Mu Chongying, the eldest lady of the Mu family in Yingtiancheng. And Miss Mu's father is the famous king of Zhoushan and the lord of Yingtian City-Mu Yubai, in some areas of the mainland, he stands side by side with Yang Chenghan, the first person in the upper realm recognized by the industry, and builds a temple for him, thinking that in this way he can eliminate disasters and dangers, and enjoy the destiny of heaven forever.

Although the current Yingtian Mu clan is a hereditary ancestral property, it can be maintained to this day, and it is also inseparable from Mu Yubai's efforts. For thousands of years, he has advocated escaping from the world to avoid disasters, staying away from all kinds of battles and wars, and successfully continuing a comfortable life like an immortal. He even led his clansmen to go to the sea to collect strange wood and precious stones, and moved Yingtian City, which was originally built on the top of Youzhou Mountain, to the cloud curtain as a whole, thus becoming a veritable heaven and earth.

"So, be honest and be yourself, don't think about it. Ao Maojiu put on an old look, and said earnestly and persuasively, how could it know that Qiao Mengchen didn't go to his heart at all.

After Lala finished teaching his disciples, Ao Maojiu felt that his mind was not good, so he waved his lips and beards and ordered Qiao Mengchen to eat the elixir quickly.

"How do you eat it? Eat it raw?"

Don't talk nonsense, don't eat it raw, and let me boil the medicine for you myself? Don't say that if you don't have a pot or a crockpot, you won't do it even if you have Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu can't do it, Lao Tzu is also like this to eat raw and come back to life!!

It's very spicy and hard to eat, and even if it has a spicy taste, it's not worth developing a substitute for chili peppers, and Qiao Mengchen's chef universe is ready to move. When swallowing the medicine, two flavors of mutual dissatisfaction rushed out, and even the hiccups were completely two realms. However, the best thing is that the expected overturning of the river and the sea has not come out, the belly is as quiet as nothing, the face is still black and thin, and there is no red or white embellishment.

Is this an elixir? Qiao Mengchen waited for the torture that might be delayed, but he heard Ao Maojiu shouting: "Why don't you go and catch the black beetle and come back, it's the damn Liuxianzhi." ”

Damn, the old guy already knew that there was such a result, so he didn't tell it in advance, it really didn't make sense!

Ao Maojiu gave Liuxian Zhi a nickname, called tree shrimp, which said that the taste of tree shrimp was better than that of real sea shrimp...... Transfiguration into a beetle, this is the only means that Liuxianzhi uses to protect himself when he feels danger approaching, thinking that no one will want to touch it.

It's a pity that it met the foodie Ao Maojiu and its blind disciples.

It's so late, what kind of fairy mushroom and tree shrimp do you want to catch, isn't it sick? Qiao Mengchen was unhappy, but the reality was so cruel and ruthless, he had to pretend to be a grandson honestly before he could beat it, and then wait for the day when he could be Lao Tzu.

He took out the glow-in-the-dark stone and walked over it. Until he touched the bottom of the rock wall, he didn't listen to Ao Maojiu's polite voice.

Practice makes perfect, and Qiao Mengchen became more and more convinced that he could do better. Relying on his extraordinary memory, he finally floated near the crack where the "tree shrimp" appeared. There was a slight movement in the sparse withered grass, and a palm-sized beetle lay motionless. With the last encounter, this time Qiao Mengchen's eyes widened and he saw with his own eyes the process of turning from grass into insects.

Good guys, yours is there. Of course, no matter how cunning the fox is, it can't escape the hunter's covetousness for fox skin.

The tree shrimp seemed to be dazed by the white light, and lay on the stone wall and did not dare to move. But Qiao Mengchen's hand hadn't leaned over yet, and it burrowed into the finger-wide crack in the stone, not showing its head as much as the knock outside. The rocks were hard and slippery, and you couldn't break your fingers. Qiao Mengchen couldn't, so he could only find the short blade he had obtained in the tomb from his waist, and try to pry the gap wide with a glimmer of hope.

This knife is indeed not ordinary, the hard bluestone in front of it is like tofu, and the edges are cut off in three times and two times, and the hand can reach into it. The stone crack is not deep, and the tree shrimp raises its pincers and prepares to fight to the death. Because he was too confident, Qiao Mengchen was also pinched by the pliers, and he felt a little pain. Qiao Mengchen was full of anger and threw it all on it, and he took out two bites and chewed it up.

I don't know if the environment has changed him, or if he thinks that he has to eat it alive like this when he is caught, it is better to eliminate it on the spot to relieve his anger.

The former Marine of the Discovery Channel is indeed qualified to get so much pay, and no matter how disgusting the bug is, it doesn't matter in his eyes. Qiao Mengchen self-regulated his eating mentality, and finally swallowed the "tree shrimp" that was still squirming on his hind feet.

Either take the initiative to adapt to the environment, or pretend to fight with heaven and earth, and then ...... There is no then.

Just as he was chewing with nausea, there was a movement from the depths of the stone crevice, clicking like something was shrinking violently on the stone, and there was no sound around him, and this movement was even louder. Qiao Mengchen snorted a few times in a row, thinking strangely. He put his finger in the crack of the stone: on the mezzanine of the stone wall with a lot of moisture, there was actually a layer of hoarfrost, and the thicker place of the hoarfrost was already frozen.

Ahh

There is a monster lying on the left side of the sinkhole? Qiao Mengchen didn't dare to delay any longer, and the movement ring qi technique fell. On the way back, he didn't forget to lift the light source stone and look left and right, only to see that the rock wall was frozen from far and near, and he seemed to have come to another world.

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, and said in his heart that this sinkhole was so huge, how big a monster must have to be to get these movements! Thinking of Ao Maojiu who was sick, he had to speed up and rush back to remind him while there was still a little time.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the ground, I searched all over the corner and found no trace of Ao Maojiu. Sleep Crystal! Don't you want to be frozen in the water, right? Qiao Mengchen was a little flustered, ignoring the poor light and the pitch black. Because, the phantom body that does not speak is probably the closest kind to him within a radius of thousands of miles.

The weather was cold, but the water above the pool was as hot as ever. He felt a little relieved, and looked up at the top. The sky was dark, dark and lifeless.

"...... the hell"

In the voice of self-talk, in a darker mist, two rounds of turquoise light loomed, and the green light occasionally opened and closed, like a pair of huge fierce eyes, making Qiao Mengchen, who was isolated in this deep mountain desperate situation, feel particularly intimidating.

"The three indiscriminate people who take advantage of the danger of others!

The sound of thunder and rage dragged from the depths of the pool to the shore. The demon dragon Ao Maojiu, who had disappeared for a short time, shook the water droplets on his body, his whole body breathed fire and his face was hideous, and he flew into the sky with wind and electricity, staring straight at the turquoise fierce eyes.

The turquoise eyes behind the black mist instantly turned blood-red, and the eyes around their sockets were as white as ice crystals. Immediately, a huge lizard-like flying beast, its whole body exuded a monstrous murderous aura, swooped down condescendingly, and fell in the direction of Ao Maojiu's advance with the momentum of Mount Tai. Its speed was so swift and powerful that its ugly giant body rubbed against the starry light in the empty mid-air, like a spark stirred up by the collision of gold and iron, and illuminated the small half of the night sky one after another.

Qiao Mengchen didn't know what was going on, so he didn't dare to show up rashly. But as soon as he saw this deformed child that looked like a lizard, with short limbs and wings on its back, he immediately thought of the graffiti on the stone wall.

Yes, the one who came is the earth dragon Gouhu who had three battles with Ao Maojiu thousands of years ago.

In that battle a thousand years ago, Gou Hu, who was the king of the earth dragon, tried his best, and he didn't get half a cent from Ao Maojiu, who was outside the mainstream dragon clan. It can be imagined how difficult it has been for Gou Hu in the past thousand years. What it thinks about day and night may just be how to defeat Ao Maojiu, then peel off its skin and chew its marrow, and then roar wildly. It must be paying attention to Ao Maojiu's cultivation progress all the time, and cursing the terrifying enchantment to fade as soon as possible.

The opportunity has finally arrived.

Hiding in the shadows, Huo'er Gouhu accurately perceived the decay of the old opponent's inner body consciousness, sniffed out the dilution of the enchantment added by the upper realm on the demon well, and predicted the ambition of the four emperors of the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the underworld to reappear on the continent again.

Although it was a thousand years late, it was not too late, and destroying Ao Maojiu was enough to prove that he was the leader of the demon beasts in the Eastern Regions, and he was not in vain.

Bang...... The flying dragon and evil lizard collided in a certain position, and the ice and fire splashed in the superposition of light and shadow, and the earth in the demon well was tilted, and the mountains were falling. So far, the strongest battle Qiao Mengchen has ever seen has begun.