All the monks raised their heads in unison, staring at the entrance of the Mingwang Cave, most of these people had never seen the eruption of the Mingwang Cave with their own eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And a small number of monks are sitting quietly somewhere, even with their eyes closed, waiting patiently, looking at the expressions of these people, judging by the Wu clone, they must have experienced a lot of eruptions.

"Let's go over there!"

After observing the surroundings for a few breaths, the witch clone turned to Sibed and the underworld elves, and the two nodded silently.

So, the three of them flew out of the crowd and walked to a place where monks were relatively rare, and the distance from Mingwang Cave was nearly four hundred zhang.

The three of them sat down on the spot, and after the underworld elf looked around a few times, they closed their eyes, followed the example of the others, and began to cultivate silently.

The Wu clone and Sibede were shining in their eyes, staring at the entrance of the Mingwang Cave, and from time to time, they turned their heads to look at the other monks around them.

Waiting, silently waiting, waiting for not knowing when or what will happen... One hour, two hours, three hours...

After more than a dozen hours, some of the monks gradually lost their patience, and they flew up one after another and moved into the distance, of course, this was a very small minority, most of them had already sat down cross-legged and closed their eyes to cultivate.

"Maybe it won't erupt again today..."

After a few more hours, some of the monks began to mumble, and they slowly got up and left as they glanced at the Mingwang Cave behind them.

At this moment, suddenly a rough voice, a loud voice came from far and near:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, grandpa is here! was bumped into by the old fat, don't blame the ninth master!! ”

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and many monks on the left side retreated one after another, and the Wu clone suddenly looked up, and the first thing he saw was a bald head.

The person who came was a bald middle-aged man, about forty or fifty years old, with a chubby figure and a tall man. This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks like a fierce god.

As this person approached, he instantly felt a brutal aura sweeping over, and this arrogant aura not only came from this person's ghost king-level cultivation, but also from the mount under him.

The mount looked a little strange, with a chubby body like that of the monk, and a single horn on its head, shaped like a bull's head.

But his body is as vivid as a pig, with a short almost invisible tail and four short thick legs, but its cultivation is a ghost path ninefold.

"The cultivation of the mount alone is the Ghost Path Nine..."

The Wu clan clone muttered in his mouth, and at the same time saw the expressions of the other monks, he couldn't help but stare at the monks who collided with him, and looked at it.

"Hide, hide, Gu Laojiu is here..."

Under Gu Laojiu's rampage, the other monks not only did not dare to show their anger, but they avoided it with panic on their faces.

Among these monks who were evading, there were many people whose cultivation was not lower than Gu Laojiu, but they were obviously quite jealous of Gu Laojiu.

Aura is a very mysterious thing, and it is very important for monks. It is something that is detached from cultivation, perhaps from personality, or from domineering behavior, or whatever.

Gu Laojiu had obviously formed this kind of aura in the minds of all the monks, so even if some monks had a higher cultivation than him, they were still shocked by his aura and got up to dodge.

"Well, well, the little cubs, they are doing well, and they know how good the old fat is, hahaha, hahaha~~~"

Gu Laojiu rode his mount into the crowd on a rampage, shouting rudely and loudly, his open placket revealing half of his chest.

He rushed until he was in the middle of the crowd, and then he stopped, raised his legs and flew down from the old fat, patted his head, and said with a smug face:

"Little cub, you follow the master, majestic, haha, hahaha~~~"

Gu Laojiu smiled proudly, the huge old fat looked very well-behaved at this time, it stretched out its tongue and licked Gu Laojiu's hand, and slowly lay on the ground.

At this time, all the cultivators were dozens of zhang away from Gu Laojiu, some were sitting cross-legged, and most of them were looking at him from a distance, and many people's faces were frightened.

After seeing Lao Fei's appearance, Gu Laojiu nodded with satisfaction, and then sat down beside Lao Fei as if no one was around.

He sat cross-legged in a strange and funny posture, not at all like a cultivator, one leg stretched straight, the other leg slightly bent, as if sitting on the ground very casually.

Most of the cultivators were accustomed to seeing him sitting cross-legged, and some of them saw him for the first time, and their faces couldn't help but show a look of crying and laughing.

Sibede kept squinting at Gu Laojiu with a look of disdain, and the underworld elves also widened their eyes, looking at this somewhat unusual person.

The Wu clan clone always looked calm, sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless, on the one hand, they were far away from the route that Gu Laojiu rushed in, and it would not affect them.

On the other hand, at this time, the Wu clan clone was also thinking about a very strange thing in his mind, which he couldn't understand.

At the moment when the Wu clan clone saw Gu Laojiu, he suddenly noticed a sense of familiarity in his body inexplicably.

And the most incredible thing that makes the Wu clone feel incredible is that this sense of familiarity is like seeing the deity!

The clone of the Wu clan had obviously never seen Gu Laojiu, and besides, both in terms of appearance and the techniques he cultivated, Gu Laojiu was completely different from the deity.

What is the reason for such a sudden sense of familiarity? Where did it come from?!

Gu Laojiu pursed his lips, turned around and swept over the cultivators with a look of contempt, and naturally, his divine sense also swept over the Wu clan clone.

However, his gaze was like that of other monks, and he did not stay on the Wu clone, even a little longer, obviously, he did not have the same sense of familiarity with the Wu clone.

And at the moment when Gu Laojiu's divine sense swept over the clone of the Wu clan, this indescribable sense of familiarity suddenly increased a lot.

"The mystery of this matter..."

The Wu clan clone muttered in his heart, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his divine consciousness swept up and down Gu Laojiu's body repeatedly, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, but he couldn't find the clue.

This weird feeling makes the Wu clone feel a little uneasy, and things for no reason will always make people feel unsteady.

Especially two people who are complete strangers, how could they suddenly have such a connection?! Before they found the reason, the Wu clan always felt a little apprehensive in their bodies and minds.

Just when the Wu clone was in thought, he suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd around him, and at the same time, several exclamations reached his ears:

"Erupted !!"

"Look, the Mingwang Cave is about to erupt!"