Hundreds of years ago, Wen Chunxiang would never have imagined that he would one day be happy that he could change to a small room.

It can be seen that happiness is all contrasted.

After three years of living in a space the size of a bed, Wen Chunxiang now has made a qualitative leap in his concern for his living environment. After meeting such a rare relic mansion, his first reaction was not that there were any good things in it, but that he could live in a bigger place. Wen Chunxiang, who reacted later, just wanted to pinch himself silently, he must have stayed with the monk for too long, and his brain was not very good.

"Senior, the poor monk is estimated to be able to change the pattern space for you again." Xie Zhenghong's faint smiling voice came.

Wen Chunxiang: ......

Look, it's because I've been with the monk for a long time.

It's not his fault at all.

"There are nine roads ahead." Shen Potian suddenly stopped, "What should we do?" ”

Zhu Ning had already taken out his treasure array disk in his hand, and the aperture on it flashed back and forth, without any regularity.

"There is no absolute way to die, and there is no absolute way to live. It is quite possible that we will meet monks who have entered through the wrong entrance in Guò. ”

"Let's go together." Qi Yongyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not safe to go separately, at least we still have some trust in each other." ”

"Exactly." Xie Zhenghong, as the initiator of this treasure exploration, agreed with Qi Yongyuan's point of view.

Shen Potian and Zhu Ning also agreed with this opinion. In this kind of unknown place without any clues, acting separately is tantamount to looking for death.

"Then I have to worry about Xie Daoyou choosing a path." Shen Potian said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I believe in Xie Daoyou's luck." Zhu Ning continued.

"Naturally, beauty is what she says." Qi Yongyuan made a squinting appearance.

"Poor monks are not talented." Xie Zhenghong didn't shirk it at all, and after taking a closer look at the nine roads, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the third one on the left, "It's better to leave it at that." ”

Wen Chunxiang silently swallowed the words he was going to point, he originally thought that the fourth way on the left was better. But thinking about his luck and Xie Zhenghong's luck, it is estimated that the luck of the little monk is more reliable.

After all, he was a Demon Venerable who had been reduced to the point where he had to care about the size of the place where he landed.

Luck is really not good.

About 300 monks had already entered one after another before the first wrong entrance, but only about 100 people had arrived at this relic mansion, and the jade plaques of the remaining monks were shattered almost all at once.

And everyone has no time to lament for their friends or brothers, after all, they are also a group of people who have been lucky enough to become alive from the line of life and death, and what they are concerned about now is what is in this relic mansion, whether they can improve their cultivation, and whether they are worthy of their efforts.

In front of these people is a huge graveyard!

The blood-red full moon hung high, without half a star. The ground was cracked, barely green, and it was densely covered with the white bones of various creatures, as if it had been covered with a white blanket.

Many monks couldn't help but rub their arms, goosebumps rising.

"Illusion?" A monk muttered to himself.

Otherwise, it really can't explain that such a large number of them would appear together on this ancient battlefield.

"If it's an illusion, it's too big." The other monk shook his head heavily.

After all, there are more than 100 of them in total, ranging from the foundation building period to the Jindan period, and even a few of them are powerhouses in the Yuan Infant stage.

A huge fantasy that can accommodate so many people, where can it be seen so lightly?

And even if they don't know anything, they can feel the murderous aura and resentment everywhere.

Here, it's definitely not just a fantasy!

"What is this?" One of the monks removed his foot and picked up an almost rusty dagger from under his foot.

As soon as the dagger was picked up by the monk, it came into contact with the monk's own aura, and instantly found and released the unique light of the magic weapon.

Under the gaze of so many monks, there was no way to hide it.

"Law...... Magic weapon level?! ”

When a late-stage Jindan monk saw the dagger, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed.

The atmosphere has gradually begun to change.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the palace is scattered, red flowers and green grass, there are all kinds of petite and lovely monsters running and jumping here on the ground from time to time, and there are cranes and spirit birds flying in the sky. What's more, on this land, there are actually a large number of spiritual grasses that have almost disappeared in the outside world or have been sold at a high price!

Xie Zhenghong's group had already stopped.

They are not the only ones here.

"It's weird, they don't look like it." Zhu Ning put away the array plate and strode forward, but he didn't step into this place where the obvious strange temptation was extreme, "Three fellow Daoists, look, isn't their appearance a little strange? ”

Xie Zhenghong's face was already solemn.

On the edge of that piece of spiritual grass, there are about a dozen monks, all of whom are cultivators in the Jindan period, and looking at the clothing, they should be from different sects in the surrounding area.

All of them were holding a spiritual grass to suck and cultivate, and they didn't give Xie Zhenghong and the others half a look at the arrival, as if they didn't exist at all, and their faces were weirdly ruddy.

"Zhu Daoyou, can you break this formation?" Qi Yongyuan held a few high-grade fire talismans between his fingers, and looked around vigilantly.

Zhu Ning smiled bitterly, "Let's try my best." ”

Shen Potian also took out a spirit sword, but it was not the natal Yuan Sword Dragon Cui. Since they have made a disguise, they will naturally not take out the magic weapon to prove their identity lightly until the critical moment.

"Oh my God, Elder, look, that's 'Changheng Grass', there is such a big piece, that, that seems to be 'Xia Guang Hongyan'!" A young man in a white robe excitedly pointed at the spirit grass here. I can't wait to go to the runway in the next moment, and grab all these spirit grasses. Fortunately, he still had basic brains, and he didn't dare to do anything before the elder spoke.

"Be quiet!" Elder Jiang San shouted at him, and turned to Xie Zhenghong and the others, "The kid is not in a situation, please forgive me, fellow Daoists." ”

When the man saw that there was still someone on the other side, he immediately retracted, and swept around the four of them with a vague and vicious gaze, and when he saw Xie Zhenghong, his eyes couldn't help but light up, as if a big pie had hit him.

The heavens have mercy, and they actually let them meet these people here?

This group of people was the first Jiang family to enter through the entrance of the guò sacrifice.

Compared with Xie Zhenghong and the others, these people of the Jiang family looked a lot more wolfless, and almost all of them were a little injured. Otherwise, with Elder Jiang San's half-step cultivation as a Yuanying, he would not have spoken to Xie Zhenghong and the four of them so politely.

Qi Yongyuan and Zhu Ning almost subconsciously behaved in line with their current appearance. Zhu Ning also quickly pulled Shen Potian, who was about to speak, down and signaled him to calm down.

Shen Potian then remembered his current appearance, immediately shut up, and stood quietly behind Qi Yongyuan with his head down, as a qualified guard.

As for Xie Zhenghong, hehe, beauties are naturally privileged.

It's okay to be cold and arrogant.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Qi Yongyuan took out a fan and smiled brightly, "It's the first time the four of us have met other monks here, and we feel a little more relieved." I don't know if you are ......? ”

"Canghaimen Jiang family." Elder Jiang San said proudly.

"Oh, disrespectful, disrespectful." Qi Yongyuan said with a look of surprise, turned his head and secretly looked at Shen Potian behind him, "Alas, Shen Guard, have you heard of Canghaimen?" ”

"It's a third-rate sect nearby, young master." Shen Potian said dutifully.

The sound was not too loud, but it was enough for the person on the other side to hear it clearly.

As expected, except for Elder Jiang San, the faces of some of the remaining young monks turned green.

"You dare to look down on our Jiang family?"

"Who's coming? Get your name in! ”

……

Immediately there was a lot of provocation.

Zhu Ning secretly shook his head in his heart, and his impression of Canghaimen fell to the bottom.

How strong does this have to be to dare to let such a monk who does not know the height of the sky go out to travel, think they have lived too long?

Xie Zhenghong and the others naturally didn't know that almost all of these monks brought out by the three elders of the Jiang family were descendants of the Jiang family, in other words, they were the ones who had never been favored in the Jiang family, walked sideways in Canghaimen, and their talents were not high enough, but they definitely didn't go to the group of waste-type monks who had seen outside.

Their elders wanted to borrow some light to let Elder Jiang San take them to the Relic Mansion, if they could get the genius earth treasure that could improve their qualifications, they would naturally use it on the spot, and there was no need to take it back to the family and report it. If a few of these people are lucky enough to get such a great benefit, as descendants, they will only benefit the Jiang family. If he dies, he can just free up more resources to put on the so-called geniuses of the Jiang family.

Kill two birds with one stone!

Elder Jiang San didn't stop him, and it seemed that he also wanted to try the depth of the person opposite.

At least there were so many spirit grasses in front of them, it was impossible for them to share them with such four people.

"No, the fifth son of the Qi family of the Feixia Sect, it's me." Qi Yongyuan raised his chin slightly, and the three words "Feixia Sect" were read extremely heavily.

Zhu Ning and Shen Potian also showed their honorable appearance together.

What Canghaimen, compared to the Take-off Xia Sect, is naturally not even an ant.

No matter how ignorant they are, these monks have still heard of the name of the Feixia Sect.

It's just that the relics are very remote here, and there are few monks from the gate here, and there are only four people in their group, all of whom are cultivators in the Jindan period, so they don't think about other places.

Moreover, in such a relic, even if they killed their Feixia Sect, they couldn't blame their heads.

The disciples of the big faction must have a lot of treasures on their bodies.

And such a beauty......

Being looked at by so many lewd and evil eyes on the other side, Xie Zhenghong's mood did not fluctuate at all. Although Wen Chunxiang sneered without yin or yang, it was estimated that he was not coming at him.

Xie Zhenghong's gaze was already on a woman tied to the back of the Jiang family's group.

That woman Xie Zhenghong is very familiar.

It was the younger sister who saved Yang Cheng in the past, but it seemed that she was dying soon.

Jiang Xinxue suddenly seemed to have a premonition, and subconsciously raised her head and met Xie Zhenghong's gaze.