"Lao Wen, I can fly out!What should you do?" the psychic crow held two pieces of spirit yuan crystals in his mouth, and the voice was indistinct. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Yiming looked up at the black hole that was more than five zhang high, "You go up first to investigate the situation outside the cave, I have my own way to go up!"

glanced at the Lingyuan Crystal Essence on the Tongling Wu's mouth, and said funny: "Old Wu, if you can trust me, give me the Lingyuan Crystal Essence for safekeeping!"

The psychic crow flew to Wen Yiming's shoulder with a thud, threw the Lingyuan Crystal Essence to Wen Yiming, and said, "We have been together for so long, what is there that I can't trust! I'll wait for you above." After the sound was transmitted, he spread his wings and flew out towards the black hole.

Wen Yiming smiled slightly and put away the Lingyuan Crystal Essence. Take out the Cold Moon Sword and the Gloomy Yan, lift the Leng Moon Sword upside down in one hand, and hold the Gloomy Yan in the other. After taking a few steps back, run a few steps and get up. When the momentum of the body's rise was about to end, the Cold Moon Sword in his left hand was inserted into the cave wall with a 'poof', and after fixing his body, he pulled out with a powerful force with one hand, and the body rose and instantly pulled out the Cold Moon Sword on the wall; And then this was repeated, and in less than ten minutes they came to the entrance of the cave.

I saw that the psychic black was hiding in a dense weed, and its golden red eyes scanned the waterhole in the distance vigilantly. After hearing the sound of the cave entrance, the voice said: "There is no danger, let's bypass this guy and go to Yanbie Peak first." ”

A person and a bird bypassed the waterfall and waterhole for dozens of miles, and then let go of their footsteps and ran. However, the psychic crow squatted directly on Wen Yiming's shoulder, and his thoughts were ruthless, "The sword horn python is hateful, and when I Lao Wu advances the intermediate spirit beast, I will definitely come back and be ashamed..."

Wen Yiming pursed his lips, ran wildly under his feet, and mocked in his mouth: "Just your head, it's not enough for the sword horn python to spit." ”

"Isn't there still you?" Tongling Wu waved his shoulders in Wen Yiming, leisurely combing his feathers with his slender beak, the narcissistic energy, Wen Yiming couldn't wait to wrap it in a lump of mud and make it into a chicken.

"It's my business. Wen Yiming estimated that Yan Beifeng was getting closer and closer, and in order not to reveal his identity, he took out the golden long stick while putting away the gloomy Yan.

Tongling Wu snorted coldly with the expression of a human being: "The Sword Horn Python is an intermediate-level high-level spirit beast, since it has settled under that waterfall pool, it is obvious that there are good things underneath. You don't want a piece of the pie?"

"Makes sense!" Wen Yiming ran with an unchanged expression. He had already figured out this kind of truth, where was it his turn to be reminded by the psychic crow. It's just that I'm currently busy rushing to the Great Rift Ruins, so I have to push the matter back. Besides, with his current cultivation, he can't do the sword horn python.

So he continued: "Old Wu, don't think I don't know your plans. I want to squeeze Lao Tzu's labor force, don't even think about it. I'm going to be ashamed to come before I come to Yixue, but I advise you, it's best to bring your autumn maid, otherwise I won't come to collect your corpse!"

was told by Wen Yiming to reveal his scheming, and Tongling Wu was very angry, but he changed the topic leisurely, "Hey, Lao Wen! Your weapon is very beautiful, what is it called?"

Wen Yiming shook the golden long stick in his hand and reminded: "From now on, don't call me Lao Wen." Remember, my name is Blind Monk Li Qing! It's called Dinghaishen Needle! Abbreviated as the Golden Hoop Stick!"

"Oh, hehe! Damn! That's a great name!" Tongling Wu had learned a lot of Wen Yiming's mantras in a few days.

"Must!" As he spoke, a man and a bird had already entered the territory of Yanbie Peak.

Yanbei Peak stretches for thousands of miles, and the deeper you go, the more dangerous the terrain becomes. The old bark of the old trees that flashed past the sound was covered with mushrooms and grass.

After a long time, Tongling Wu suddenly transmitted: "I am about to enter the quagmire canyon, and it is estimated that the Seven Feelings Workshop is also at the scene." When the time comes, I won't be able to be with you, Lao Wen... Oh no, Great Monk!"

"Seven Feelings?" Wen Yiming said in surprise: "Your master Qiu Wan is a disciple of Seven Feelings, why haven't I heard of you?"

Psychic Wu muttered: "You didn't ask! My master is the pearl of the owner of the Seven Feelings Workshop, the fifth autumn girl! Tsk, when the time comes, I will introduce you to you, and keep your lust heart, oh hehe!"

Wen Yiming slapped on Tongling Wu's long mouth, and said angrily: "Do I need to have a big color heart? I am color, color is me! Yours, understood?"

"Goo-goo!" Tongling Wu opened his long mouth exaggeratedly, proving that he was laughing, and said in Wen Yiming's tone: "Mine, understand! But with the strength of the Fifth Autumn Cross, Lao Wu is worried that the Great Monk will not be able to control it!

Wen Yiming was really amused by this broken bird, and said with a smile while crossing the quagmire: "Fifth Autumn Girl, this name is so strange! Anyway, I don't think you have the potential to be a traitor, or you can get it with me." Let's go through the intestines with wine and meat every day, and occasionally sit in the Qinglou! Wouldn't it be happy, haha!"

"Goo-goo-goo!" the psychic Wule fluttered his wings, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "There are not enough traitors, but my contract will be full in two years." When the time comes, I will come to you to laugh and be proud of the rivers and lakes, but don't dislike Lao Wuxiu for being low!"

Wen Yiming didn't know anything about the contract, but listening to the tone of Tongling Wu, he was still full of yearning for freedom. So he changed the topic and said: "Lao Wu, don't reveal it when you go to Qiqingfang..."

Before he could finish speaking, the psychic crow pecked at the top of his head, opened his golden-red pupils, and said, "Is my old crow like this kind of bird that betrays his friends?"

"Like!" After saying this, Tongling Wu fell into the quagmire and was stepped over by Wen Yiming.

Psychic Wu: "......"

After running at great speed for more than half an hour, Wen Yiming had vaguely heard a commotion in front of him. So he slowed down his pace and walked forward at a normal pace.

After a few minutes, the terrain gradually slopes downward, and after passing through a dark forest, the slope turns sharply. When Wen Yiming stepped down, he had to be careful that his buttocks would be poked by thorns at any time.

A rocky downward slope is darkened by the towering trees. Fortunately, there is not too much quagmire in this area, otherwise it would have to be like a landslide if you want to go down.

Standing high, Wen Yiming realized that the sound just now came from this basin-like canyon, and occasionally he could see a cage of fireworks floating in the air. Wen Yiming estimated that it was a bonfire built by the sect forces waiting for the ruins to be born.

Thousands of meters of steep slope, when Wen Yiming came to the flat place of the canyon, he looked back at the slope just now, and then realized where the slope was. This is no different from a cliff at all, a secret way, this is easy, and it really takes a lot of effort to go up.

Took out the wine and dry food and the psychic on his shoulder, and replenished his strength on the spot. The ruins are close in front of him, Wen Yiming has to be prepared, once the ruins are opened, I am afraid that there will be no time to eat leisurely.

Wen Yiming was drinking comfortably, but he saw two women, five men and seven young people sliding down from the direction he had just come down, all of whom were twenty-seven or eight years old. The first man has a beard, his long hair is spread over his shoulders, and he carries a mountain knife on his back, which is nearly two meters tall and exudes a fierce atmosphere. And the five young men and women behind him were all carrying mountain swords, and their eyes were full of unruliness when they looked at Wen Yiming.

Wen Yiming is dressed as a blind monk, and others can't see his eyes and gaze at all. While the group of people looked at him, Wen Yiming also swept the seven young people with his residual eyes. Except for a woman in a green dress at the back, the rest of the faces were slightly blue, and his lips were dark purple, and from the experience of his previous life, he knew that these people were all murderous and had disturbed their minds, and they were definitely murderous and bloody.

When the seven young men saw a blind man sitting on a rock drinking and feeding the birds, they couldn't help but look sarcastic.

Indeed, the ruins are about to be born, and there are still people who have the leisure to eat, drink, and have fun at the farthest point of the Great Rift, and this person is either weak and afraid of death, or has a problem with his head. However, when they saw that Wen Yiming only had a seventh-level martial arts cultivation, the six of them were relieved.

"My friends are so interested, and I'm in the mood to entertain myself. It just so happens that we also need to replenish our strength and divide some dry food, right?" One of the triangular-eyed youths sat down beside Wen Yiming indifferently, and reached out to grab the dried beef and wine gourd placed on the rocks.

Wen Yiming sneered in his heart, these seven people were not sincere friends at first glance, they just regarded themselves as low-level martial arts cultivators who were easy to bully. I want to eat and drink together, heh! I found the wrong person, and I don't have much inventory!

When the triangular-eyed young man stretched out his hand, Wen Yiming waved his hand to put away the dry food and wine gourd, got up and said, "I will not accompany you!