The eight pairs of eyes of the four demon cultivators were all staring at Gong Liangzhi, looking up and down, as if they wanted to stare him out of a hole.

"The Black Crow Daoist is really generous." The old ghost of Yunjiao recovered from his gaffe, closed his mouth again, and said like a puppet in his arms, "I haven't been out of the customs for more than a hundred years, and I have arrested the disciple of the head of Qiantian Valley when I got out of the customs." ”

Wei Zhao deliberately glanced at Gongliang a few times, and said in his mouth: "Who is my disciple in Qiantian Valley, but it is Lu Hanbo's house?" No wonder the net worth is so rich. ”

"Isn't it just a lot of money?" The duck lady covered her lips and chuckled, "Lu Zhenren gave the blue water shuttle to the apprentice, and the black crow senior got it, can you open our eyes?" ”

"Lu Hanbo's escape magic weapon, Bishui Suo?" Wei Zhao snorted, "Her head is in the water, so she will give this treasure to the apprentice who can build the foundation!" If he takes that thing with him, I'm afraid Yuanying Zhenjun won't be able to catch him. ”

The other demon cultivators combined, indeed, the Black Crow Daoist had a strong aura after leaving the customs, and his strength was unfathomable, but he was far from the power of the Yuan Infant. If anyone could stop the monk with the blue water shuttle, with Gongliang to the top of the demon cultivators, where would he be able to jump alive until today after his Dao heart was broken. The four divine senses roughly swept over the Taoist priest who was standing on the side with an expressionless face, and he could detect that his origin was empty and his meridians were blocked, and it was indeed Qianyuan's true qi.

"The predecessors of the black crow don't know that this Qiantian Valley Gongliang built the foundation at the age of nineteen, and it has been quite famous for more than ten years." The duck lady said again, her eyes swept around the Taoist priest's face like hooks, "Everyone knows that Lu Zhenren loves his disciples, and after he was born, he lent him all the blue water shuttles to hide from the enemy!" ”

"How many geniuses does the cultivation world have to fall every year, how famous can a junior in the foundation building period be, and all the Jindan real people remember his face?" Wei Zhao sneered, "It can't be some waste disciple who died in his hands, right?" ”

The old ghost of Yunjiao snorted coldly with an unkind face, obviously being right. He sneered, "It's better than some disciples whose children and grandchildren are all dead." ”

"I have broken through the barrier, and Shouyuan has increased again, of course I don't remember to accept apprentices to make up for my life." Wei Zhao sneered, "If the old ghost of Yunjiao wants to learn from his peers, I don't have an apprentice now, but I can learn from you, the master." ”

The old ghost of Yunjiao had an ugly face, but he didn't take the challenge after all. The water fairy said: "It's not too early, the two seniors will talk about it another day, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's important to explore the treasure." The old ghost of Yunjiao went down the steps.

He glanced at the black crow again, put his hand into the boy's chest, and his five fingers sank into it without hindrance, and pulled out a crutch with a dark blue body. The old ghost of Yunjiao poked the ground nearby with his crutch, and the crutch struck the ground with a sound of gold and iron. When he hit the seventh blow, the ground was suddenly soft as mud, and the blue cane seemed to be sucked into the swamp, and it was directly out of the handle with a pop.

With the crutch as the center, the red clay in a radius of several zhang vibrated slightly, like an earth dragon turning over. The tremors beneath his feet grew stronger and louder, until there was a soft thud and the ground collapsed.

Instead of falling straight down, it is like stepping on a flip cover, and the flip flip rotates and turns the top qiē into the ground. There was nothing left on the ground, leaving no trace. Even if he stepped into the phantom array and scanned the ground with his divine sense, he couldn't feel that there were five Jindan real people hidden underground.

Wei Zhao felt that the sky was spinning, and after the heavy sound, the heaven and the earth turned upside down. The trap slammed shut under his feet, the scene of the wilderness disappeared, there was no life around, and the sky above his head was extremely empty, as if he was in a high tower.

They are not missing.

Everyone's feet were always attached to the trap, but after moving from the ground to the ground, the gravity rotated upside down, and they were "grounded" again. They tread on the ground, and the curvy path above them had no end in sight.

"Here we are." The old ghost of Yunjiao said, taking the lead in taking a step, "Let's go." ”

From standing in a circle just now, to now staggering forward on the spacious road, the other four groups are all subtly away from the Black Crow Dao and the Ding Furnace he held in his arms. With the difficult bone of Qiantian Valley Gongliangzhi, it is like holding a famous signboard, so that other demon cultivators have scruples about him, keep their distance from him, and when they want to use cannon fodder, they will not pay attention to Wei Zhao, which is exactly what Wei Zhao wants.

Huanxi Sect is the same as most of the demon sects in the world, the members of it have ghosts in their hearts, and when they encounter this kind of treasure land that they have to work together to explore, they are all afraid that other people's strength is too weak and will affect themselves, and they are afraid that other people's strength is too strong and they will end up eating black. Wei Zhao was very satisfied with the Huanxi Sect, as long as the Ding Furnace was presentable, he had already shown his strength, and he had to disguise the black crow to show his hand. In addition, there is an advantage that has nothing to do with business, probably only in this kind of place, can he lead the public and good to go openly.

…… To him, the Black Feather Overlay was already above board.

Spiraling upward, or according to the normal orientation, there is a glass lamp on the side of the spiral-shaped downward staircase, which is the ground tower built by the ancestor of Huanxi. Wei Zhao looked around very leisurely, watching the glass lamp never go out, the flame was like a bean, but it could illuminate the road within a radius of several meters.

The tower of the Turning Spirit True Monarch is also a famous cave that can be ranked first, which was destroyed before the protagonist Xiao Yifei was born, and it is related to the protagonist's sword. Xiao Yifei has countless golden fingers, and he has to rank the magic weapons he gets, among which the first place is undoubtedly the heroine and the dragon ball she incarnates, and the sword is a well-deserved second place.

The original owner of the sword was named Qingjian Niangzi, and after falling in love with Xiao Yifei, she used her body to fit the sword, so that the sword was reforged, and it became a sword of destiny that matched the protagonist's physique skills. The protagonist is accidentally involved in the demon of the Blue Sword Lady, and watches the process of her getting the sword. Wei Zhao has this strategy in hand, and participating in this treasure exploration is completely a piece of cake.

As for the monks here with the name of "Green Sword Lady"?

Wei Zhao looked around, and the old ghost of Yunjiao was in the lead, he was still sitting cross-legged, and the young man in his arms had grown two strange-looking fleshy feet, wriggling like a snail on the ground; The duck lady held the monk's arm, the little bird clung to him, and the blue-green nails scratched his chest; The water fairy and Dao Gu walked hand in hand, Dao Gu seemed to be struggling on her face, and was kissed by the water fairy, and her eyes became sloppy again; Venerable Huangjia grabbed the back of the neck of the beautiful young woman like a chicken, and the young woman was pushed forward, and the unwillingness in her eyes flashed.

Wei Zhao's gaze fell on the young woman whose real name was Qingmei Niang for a long time, until Venerable Huangjia seemed to realize it and glared at him. Wei Zhao retracted his gaze and smiled in his heart, feeling that things in the world have always been impermanent, the righteous young man can become a demon, and the mortal Ding Furnace can also counterattack, but it is a pity that the protagonist is cheaper - it seems that the pride of the sky in the whole world has to give way when he meets the protagonist.

The lights jumped.

I don't know when the goose-yellow lights began, and the color became ruddy. This lamp is so red that I can't tell what color it is, not dark, not light, not dark, not light, but it is extremely likable, and people want to look at it.

The first to be hit was the uncultivated young woman Qing Meiniang, her eyes staring straight at the firelight on one side, and her eyes became dull when she looked at it. After walking for a short time, the monk of Leiyin Temple was shocked, his footsteps stopped, his face kept changing, and after a while, he was even more ugly, grabbing the shoulder of the duck lady and gnawing on it, kissing her and giggling.

The first hurdle has already begun.

A yellow smoke rose from Venerable Huangjia's body, and the sand and dust caged Qingmei Niang in it, holding her up, and he pulled her forward like a kite, and his face did not change. The water fairy took out a strangely shaped horizontal flute, whimpered and blewed, the sound was like a cry, and the light that fell on her and Dao Gu seemed to fall into the churning sea, refracting the fluctuating light and shadow. The old ghost of Yunjiao was nothing unusual, only by staring at him carefully, could he see that there were red points of light that were constantly lit up and extinguished around him.

"Don't mess around, fight quickly!" He turned his head and scolded the duck lady.

The duck lady snorted, and countless pink ribbons floated around her, and the edges of the ribbons seemed to blend into the light. The monk was finally able to take a step, but after such a delay, the two of them also fell to the end of the line, side by side with Wei Zhao. The duck lady sighed in surprise, and just wanted to say something, but she felt that it was dark in front of her, and the feeling of extreme danger made her hurriedly rush forward a few feet, and looked back in shock.

Countless black qi dragons flew like snakes, and only black could be seen, as if the red light was swallowed up as soon as it shone there. The hoarse voice of the Black Crow Daoist came out of it: "How, can you find out the truth and the truth?" ”

"Senior Crow said with a smile...... "The duck lady laughed dryly, and walked quickly to the front of the line.

The divine consciousness that was swept to the end just now, intentionally or unintentionally, was all taken back.

Before it degenerated into a demonic cultivator who relied on the way of replenishment to earn a living, the Huanxi Sect was a branch of the Red Dust Dao. Ninety-nine of the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine glass lamps under the tower are red dust lamps, which can evoke the unfinished red dust on the monks. This is an extremely clever exercise, and it is even comparable to the current Shui Yue Guan's path of inquiry. Of course, the four demon cultivators here were not able to withstand the red dust lamp, but this was originally the convenience that the Spirit Transformation True Monarch gave to the disciples of the Red Dust Dao, and their exercises had the inheritance of the Red Dust Dao, just like holding a key to open the door, and the first level was not a problem at all.

Wei Zhao didn't have the inheritance of the Red Dust Dao, so he could only use the evil thoughts of the world to barely simulate a cheat, which was equivalent to using a crowbar to open a lock. Although the door can be opened, it will inevitably cause a little problem.

It's not big, just a little problem.

Gong Liangzhi looked ahead, and the strange-shaped demon cultivators and Ding Furnaces were now in vigorous posture, with good looks, wearing the Taoist robes of Qiantian Valley. He saw his master walking at the forefront, occasionally looking back, with pride in his face. He saw the senior brother and the second senior sister walking not far away, talking to each other, their faces relaxed. He saw that some of his junior brothers and sisters were following closely, with smiles on their faces, just like when they had participated in a grand ceremony in Qiantian Valley.

He lowered his head and saw a pair of familiar legs beside him, and he didn't have to turn his head to know who he would see next to him. He looked up and looked ahead, not squinting.

And Wei Zhao looked ahead, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He saw—

Gongliangzhi, who was dressed in black and did not slip away, held the young Gongliangzhi in his arms. The Gongliang Zhi on Luo's upper body hugged the Gongliang Zhi who was wearing tulle. Aunt Dao Gongliangzhi and another women's clothing Gongliangzhi held hands. The strong man is good enough to grasp the female body.

He tried to turn his gaze to see the justice he was holding. That Gongliang was so sad that he didn't look at him alive or dead.