Quickly turned back along the route he had come, and to Xiang Kai's surprise, a crack opened in the pitch-black sky at some point, a bright crack leading to the outside world.

Without any hesitation, Xiang Kai, who was walking in the air, quickly flew away from the crystal palace.

It wasn't long before his eyes were drawn to a place where the dispute was intense.

When he saw clearly what these small sects were arguing about, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice when he was holding the fairy spirit grass in one hand and the blood knife in the other.

It's a great day!

The thing that these small sect disciples are arguing about is nothing else, it is just a somewhat shabby Qiankun bag.

However, anyone with a little vision can find that this Qiankun bag is not something that ordinary monks can carry.

It is a gossip bag that symbolizes status and status!

In the long history of the immortal cultivation world, the monks who can carry the Bagua Qiankun bag are only qualified to wear them if they are masters of the god transformation stage!

And the gossip Qiankun bag, which is many times more advanced than the Qiankun bag, can hold living creatures!

Not to mention the background of a master in the god transformation period, even the gossip bag itself is also a priceless treasure!

Xiang Kai, who wanted to try the knife, joined the battle without saying a word, and with the blood knife in hand, coupled with the strength of the arrogant group of cultivators, he quickly fought his way out of the chaotic battlefield.

And he, who had already killed the red eye, had become a killing god in the eyes of the other monks!

Although those people from the small sect fought for the gossip bag, they did not reach the level of taking people's lives.

For a while, the disciples of the small sect who were sincerely frightened immediately fled in all directions. Even the gossip bag was thrown to the ground at some point, and no one picked it up.

"What about people! The people who were still here just now were fighting for it! You'll come out and fight me for 300 rounds! Hahaha, don't dare! You rats! In the whole world, I am the only one! ”

The mad blood shadow looked up to the sky and laughed. With the blood knife in hand, he had already thrown out the burden of fairy spirit grass.

Madly wielding a bloody knife in his hand, but at this moment, a dark shadow took a look at his madness and embarrassment in the corner.

Even if he can feel the extraordinary aura of the black shadow just by watching from afar, he is noble, and Xiang Kai, who is already crazy, is just an immeasurable ant in his eyes.

When Xiang Kai was crazy, a fierce attack came, and he didn't have time to react at all. His right hand, holding the bloody knife, fell.

The intense pain caused him to crawl to the ground, and the intense pain stimulated every nerve in him, and the intense pain brought back his senses.

Because of the pain. Cold sweat spread all over his body, from his forehead to the corners of his eyes, sweat blurred his vision, and the pain robbed him of consciousness.

"A knife is a good knife. It's just that there are too many ants who don't think about themselves. Disdainfully walked over the severed arm. The corners of Ning Junyan's mouth hooked up a cold arc.

The blood-stained figure on the ground who had lost consciousness, and no one cared whether he lived or died.

When the black shadow left, a small figure stained with blood crawled secretly, tentatively hooked up the Qiankun bag with its own branches and leaves, looked at it secretly, and found that the black shadow really didn't pay attention to it.

Turning thoughtfully to stare at the clever dark shadow, he smiled only lightly. Indifferent and walked away.

"Ah Jing, don't be impulsive yet. I think there are too many strange things here. ”

Seeing Mo Kongjing knocking on the crystal stone wall with some excitement, Mu Yanran, who had already had some guesses in her heart, immediately stopped her.

"It's not impulsive, I just want to see how hard this crystal wall is, but it's really more difficult to break than I imagined." Staring thoughtfully at the seamless crystal stone wall, Mo Kongjing fell into deep thought.

The secret realms are all strange, not to mention the secret realms in the secret realms.

It's just puzzling that Yun Moling, who is known as the sage of the Healer, how could he leave a butcher's knife with such a strong smell of blood here?

"That blood knife just now is obviously not the style of Yun Moling Patriarch, so why did it appear here?" The puzzled Yueyi stroked his chin suspiciously.

From the first moment he came here, he felt that something had been overlooked, but in any case, he just couldn't remember what was wrong.

"If it were me, I wouldn't have put the real treasure in such a conspicuous place." pursed her lips disapprenously, and Poria suddenly woke up from her dream.

"That's right! If it was a real treasure, how could it be placed in such a conspicuous place! Mu Yanran's eyes emitted a bright light, and under the puzzled gaze of the other three, she happily walked to the wall where the blood knife was hanging just now.

"There's no bump in this place, what do you want?" Mo Kongjing raised his eyebrows and said.

"It's true that there is no bulge, but it's a mechanism, so I can't say for sure." Winked playfully, Mu Yanran left the other three people a wait-and-see look and knocked on the stone wall with one hand.

The Blood Knife was suspended from the wall of the crystal stone by a crystal nail, but the nail itself was not a problem at all.

Since there is no problem with the nails, the only thing left of the empty stone wall is not the stone wall.

And when Mu Yanran knocked on it with one hand, everyone soon found that this stone wall was different from other places, it was hollow.

But even if it is hollow, this crystal stone wall is very difficult to break.

After knocking on a few hollow dots, Mu Yanran could hear what others couldn't hear, and soon her hands were as light and comfortable as birds flying in the jungle.

The sound of her beating on the crystal wall gradually formed a little song, and the rhythmic beating made the whole crystal room dance with elegant and beautiful notes.

And Poria on the side actually hummed to the rhythm of the beating in Mu Yanran's hand, and Yue Yi also had a look of déjà vu.

It seems that the rhythm of the song beaten by Mu Yanran is a nursery rhyme of Xiaoyaozong, but it is really good.

It's like the song of the spring water in the mountains, and you can enjoy it freely.

'Boom! ’

At the end of the song, not surprisingly, the stone wall gradually collapsed and decomposed from the crystal nail, until finally the entire crystal palace collapsed!

When the bright light hit their eyes again, there was still the figure of the dreamy crystal palace around them!

This crystal palace is a dreamy and beautiful dream, and when it wakes up, all its beauty and past are shattered into pieces, and finally disappear.

When the Yunmo Spirit stone statue in front of them reappeared, the four of them all subconsciously rubbed their eyes, fearing that they had seen it wrong.

Isn't this the disciple's residence in the old site of the Xiaoyao Sect!

The stone statue is still the original stone statue, the living room is still the original living room, and the birds flying around are still dancing happily.

The only difference is that there is one more thing under the base of the Yunmoling stone statue, and there are a few more fluorescent blue fonts on the stone statue.

-- Treasures always belong to the wise, and only good people can see through those falsehoods.

(To be continued.) )