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The little prince of the golden wings looked at the golden sword demon in surprise, if he brought it back, he would definitely be appreciated by his father, and he could become the next generation patriarch of the golden-winged clan, and then his brother could get out.

"Little prince, we came here to hunt for treasure, but we didn't say it to anyone, it depends on our ability."

Brother Zhao said lightly, the little prince next to him was stunned, the first time he entered the world, he saw a lot of warmth and coldness in the world from Brother Zhao, but looking at the only demon cultivator around, the little prince knew that now was not the time to talk about identity and status, so he didn't want to drink Brother Zhao's set, he was not good at it, so the little prince consciously walked to the corner of the palace,

The little prince didn't fight, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Brother Zhao and Murong Meng were more careful, because the most powerful thing in the Golden Winged clan was speed, which can be called the first in the world, this little prince was coldly counted by Brother Zhao and went to the corner, everyone who has scheming knows that the little prince made a low posture, waiting to be a fisherman's profit,

"Be careful."

Brother Zhao reminded Murong Meng with his divine sense, Murong Meng remained silent, his eyes stared directly at Xu Minghui and the three in front of him,

"There are many people on the other side, what should I do?" Linghu Xiaomei asked Xu Minghui, Xu Minghui looked at the uncle, this uncle is still studying the sword demon,

"The sword demon is ours, if this sword demon has established a contract with the owner of the mausoleum, and the master is dead, this sword demon will also die, but the sword demon is still alive, Xu Minghui, do you understand." The uncle said with a very smirked sense,

"I understand."

Xu Minghui nodded, got close to the sword demon, and carefully felt the seal on the sword demon's body, sure enough, it was still there, but in the rapid weakening, Xu Minghui glanced at the uncle and Linghu Xiaomei, and then bit his finger with a mouthful, and immediately blood dripped on the sword demon,

Because the other party is the head of the two generations of the ancient tomb, he is proficient in formation prohibition and trap mechanisms, so these and Murong Meng were discussing how to grab things, but when they saw Xu Minghui biting his finger and dripping blood on the sword demon, they were dumbfounded for a while, could it be that this sword demon still has no owner, Xu Minghui is going to accept the sword demon,

The sword demon was actually so easy to be taken away, Xu Minghui's drop of blood was useless at all, and he was completely rejected by the sword demon, Xu Minghui could obviously feel a contempt from the sword demon, and he was angry Xu Minghui, but Xu Minghui didn't give up, if one drop of blood didn't work, it would be ten drops of blood,

Xu Minghui spit out a mouthful of blood very simply, and the blood sprayed on the sword demon, and then Xu Minghui rolled up his sleeves, there was an obvious tooth mark on it, which was bitten by a little fox, Xu Minghui didn't care about it, and directly let the tooth mark stick on the sword demon, and suddenly the sword demon, who had been quiet, let out a sword roar, roaring to resist the tooth mark on Xu Minghui's wrist, but a cluster of aura fell on the sword demon and began to establish a contract,

"Yes, you can't let Xu Minghui get the sword demon."

Brother Zhao couldn't wait, although he didn't know what the promotion on Xu Minghui's wrist was, but when he saw that the sword demon was being conquered by Xu Minghui, he immediately panicked, and he didn't have that kind of means to strategize, so he rushed forward first, but only took two steps and fell into a prohibition.

"Hey, come on."

The uncle laughed in the distance, and high-fived and cheered with Linghu Xiaomei,

Murong Meng is calmer than these at this time, after all, he is also from an ancient family, although he is now the senior sister of the [***] sect, but after many years of family inheritance, Murong Meng also burst out of power at this time, replacing these popularity and dominance that he has been working so hard for, leading everyone to start entanglement with the uncle, and he went directly to Linghu Xiaomei,

Linghu Xiaomei and Uncle, one is the head of the previous generation, the other is the current head, the two heads of the ancient tomb gate have too many means, the strength is low, a few trap organs are enough to play each other to death, and they didn't get close for half an hour, only Brother Zhao and Murong Meng were closest to the uncle and Linghu Xiaomei, but the uncle and Linghu Xiaomei didn't take it seriously, they sat together, drank tea and ate snacks, and looked at Xu Minghui next to them from time to time,

"Hurry up." Linghu Xiaomei shouted,

"Not a man." Uncle despised it,

"You're here, why me." Xu Minghui rolled his eyes and said,

"Hehe, do I want you to go?"

"Didn't sprinkle it."

"You ...... Forget it, it's already done anyway. ”

The sword demon succeeded without any danger, but Xu Minghui found that the sword demon shrunk into what looked like a small wooden sword, lying in Xu Minghui's palm, as if it was a toy, it was a bit of a fierce beast that could be called a divine beast back then, is this reasonable?

"What's going on?" Xu Minghui asked the uncle,

"Sleep." The uncle shook his head and said: "In addition to the strength of a divine beast, this guy likes to sleep, and belongs to the kind of heartless and heartless master who doesn't wake up until the moment of life and death, but his strength is really strong, by the way, his meal is very small, and he can not eat for a year after eating one meal." ”

"Let's go."

Linghu Xiaomei said, after all, there are still people waiting to grab things here.

"Let's go."

Xu Minghui didn't hesitate, walked around the road, looked at those people trapped in the trap, and despised them when they passed by, especially when Brother Zhao and Murong Meng, both of them stopped and made conditions, but they could only watch Xu Minghui walk to the entrance of the mausoleum, and the little prince stood up at this time and blocked the outside,

"Little Prince Golden-winged, are you going to go against my tomb gate?" The uncle asked, As the head of the previous generation,

"Tomb door, something."

The little prince was very happy at this time, because the opponents were trapped, and there was only a poor person in his corner, but he had the last laugh, so the little prince was a little carried away, and he didn't notice that the uncle and Linghu Xiaomei were quietly making small movements.

"Although the Tomb Gate is small, it is the sect with the longest inheritance at this stage, little prince, didn't the elders of your family tell you, respect the Tomb Gate, otherwise you will die a miserable death." The uncle said with a gloomy face, hating the tomb gate the most.

"It's going to die miserably, I really want to see what kind of death ......"

The little prince quickly calmed down, shook his head and disdained the uncle's little trick, waved his arms, a pair of wings appeared behind his back, and a few golden feathers flew out, penetrating the prohibition, but at this time Xu Minghui and the three of them had already slipped away and entered the dark world.

"Hurry up, hurry up, that little prince can't be messed with." The uncle said anxiously,

"Then you were so arrogant just now." Xu Minghui said strangely,

"There was no arrogance just now, it's a fact, just a hundred years ago, the ancient tomb gate was a sect that couldn't be provoked, but in my generation, it was completely lonely, but it doesn't matter, I still have a lot of means, but the most worrying thing is the speed of the little prince, no one can compare to his speed, unless the sword demon in your hand just now woke up, so be it, you deliberately let the little prince kill you, and the sword demon will wake up at the moment of life and death."

"If you have a bad idea, run for your life."

Linghu Xiaomei was startled, hurriedly counted down the uncle, urging to flee, and a golden light appeared behind her, illuminating the entire darkness in an instant, Xu Minghui was suddenly stunned by the picture in front of him, because there was a village in front of him, and there were corpses everywhere, lying neatly on the ground in rows,

Some of these corpses were frozen into ice, and some were sealed with all kinds of messy grass on their bodies, Xu Minghui thought of the feeling of the stone road and marble road under the feet of the darkness, Xu Minghui felt disgusted, because they were all stepping on the corpses, and these corpses were burial goods.

The golden-winged little prince's body was shining with golden light, turning into a small bird, flying as fast as lightning, stopping in mid-air, looking around, he just wanted to illuminate the darkness, he didn't expect to inadvertently break the prohibition here, the little prince was suddenly pleasantly surprised, there was no strange prohibition, it was easy to chase and kill Xu Minghui, and after seeing Xu Minghui and them, the little prince flew over without any hesitation,

Countless golden feathers shot like rockets, Xu Minghui felt this power first, but he was running for his life and didn't have time to dodge, fortunately, there was Linghu Xiaomei and Uncle Linghu by his side, still a rune stone, and his head was thrown behind without looking back, and the feathers of the little prince with golden wings were destroyed by two runes.

"Cut, little prince, how can you take out your little feather in the golden pill stage casually, shame on you."

The uncle turned around and mocked, and continued to run for his life,

"Damn, the Tomb Gate is really the oldest sect at this stage, and all kinds of means in the hands are endless, the feathers of the Golden-winged Dapeng are the same, but in the eyes of the Tomb Gate, it is not enough, if I am the Yuan Infant Stage, it would be good."

The little prince has some regrets, but the feathers don't work, so use the strength, the strength of the demon beast will still have an obvious advantage in the Jindan period, so it is the last word to solve Xu Minghui hard, but if you think about it, the three of them have already run out,

"Run, huh."

The little prince was disdainful, chased out at a very fast speed, and chased wildly according to the same way, but no one could be found no matter how he chased him, and when he rushed out of the ground, the little prince knew that Xu Minghui did not return to the ground, but dug a hole and escaped from other places, so the little prince did not hesitate to turn around and burrow into the ground.

Now there are still five days before the closure of the Silent Hills, so most of them have not left, erecting countless small tents, waiting for the legendary treasure, only to see a small tent being torn apart, rushing out a golden bird, and then drilling back, everyone is stunned,

"The little prince with the golden wing."

"What's the matter, there's a hole under this little tent."

"yes, the treasure is down there."

"Surely, let's chase it together."

After feeling that there was no strong pressure in the cave, everyone rushed into the cave in a hurry, and after a while, there was no one on the ground, and at this time, Xu Minghui broke through the ground a hundred miles away, looked around sneakily, and then showed a weird smile,