"Master, aren't we looking for the little master?" Lin Yu's long wings could not be fully spread in the densely covered woods, so he simply reverted to the size of an ordinary beast and walked on foot behind Luo Jin.

"Well, Xinxin should be working hard now, and it's not too late to find her at the end of the meeting after going out." Luo Jin held the giant axe behind his back, looking at the road in front of him with clear eyes, and behind him, the bloody, messy picture was left behind as his steps became farther and farther away.

It's good that he has adapted to the life of a normal person, but it doesn't mean that he also has the hypocrisy and hesitation of a normal person, and if he dares to make a trick behind his back, he must have the courage to bear death, except for the heart and the people he approves, he will not show mercy to anyone.

Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows ~ killing, which is always the best solution!

Luo Jin, who was dressed in a black samurai suit, and Lin Yu, who was dressed in pitch-black scale armor, walked on the dim forest road, forming a harmonious picture that made people think deeply.

In addition to countless beasts of various levels in the Demon Abyss, there are countless other treasures, for example, this tomb in front of you is just a tomb that doesn't look too simple from the eyes of a layman!

However, around the tomb, at this time, there were already disciples from more than a dozen sects, all of whom looked at the luxurious and atmospheric dark red stone door of the tomb with nervous and expectant expressions.

The appearance of Luo Xin and his party naturally attracted a lot of vicious attention, didn't it? One more person, the baby will be a little less, who wants to share the treasure in their arms with an irrelevant person? The mortal realm can't do this, let alone the cultivation realm where the jungle eats the strong.

"My good boy, why are there so many people here?" Guan Chong held his chin and marveled that there would be a scene of everyone gathering in this demonic abyss, you know, the teleportation array, but it teleported each sect far away. Not to mention 108,000 miles, but there is definitely a distance of thousands of miles, and everyone is scattered to practice. How difficult it is to get together is obvious. But now there are seventeen or eighteen sects gathered here, right? How did they find here? That's too tacit, isn't it?

"For the sake of the tomb." Xu Lanfeng responded, his eyes had already been fixed on the entrance of the ancient tomb with a vigorous appearance and extraordinary momentum as soon as he entered this area.

At the entrance of the tomb, two golden stone pillars supported the pavilion-like ceiling made of white marble, and the stone pillars were carved with lifelike golden dragon patterns, far away from the phoenix above the doorrail above the lacquered red gate, and the ground was paved with fine white jade. Shining with a warm light, a straight jade path leads to the ancient tomb.

"Hey, how rich is this tomb owner? This is not clear and saying to everyone: Come on. Steal my tomb, there's a treasure! ”

"Hahaha...... As long as you can! "The sound of being knocked on the back of the head.

"This must be some powerful tomb, right? I don't know what's inside? ”

"Hehe, along the way, we have killed all the demonic beasts to get the spirit core. This is really the first time that this kind of exploration opportunity, if there is really a high-grade spiritual weapon in it, I am in short supply. ”

"You think it's beautiful, are these people muddy? There is a high probability that the wolf will have more meat and less meat, as long as you join in. There was definitely a bloody battle. Xu Jingyi's thorough observation froze Guan Chong's mind all of a sudden, and seeing the essence through the phenomenon is his strength.

Although he knew that what Xu Jingyi said was the truth, Guan Chong, who was choked, still rolled his eyes speechlessly, this dead boy, every time he didn't splash him with cold water, his heart was itchy! It's not funny at all.

Xu Jingyi evoked a faint smile, seemed to understand the meaning in Guan Chong's eyes, and threw out a look, "I don't like you either!" ”

When the two of them were secretly competing with each other, three men in cyan robes had already walked towards them with long swords, their faces had their own characteristics, but they were not related to normal people, and the thin man who walked in front of him with the appearance of a boss was only about one meter five tall, and he almost had to look up at everyone present, an oval face, triangular eyebrows, suspended eyes, the bridge of the nose collapsed, four buck teeth protruded, and with the owner's breathing, it looked disgusting and numb, but, is such an honorable man, but he has a pair of slender white hands as beautiful as mutton fat jade, straight and clear like a bamboo pole, and his nails are trimmed round and shiny.

The man on the left side of the man is about two meters tall, with a head of withered yellow hair restrained on the top of his head by the Taoist, and there is no trace of excess hair around his cheeks, which looks like a meticulous feeling, and the man has a white face with sharp edges like a knife, and his eyebrows are thick and black like a sword, and he is slanted upward. Into the sideburns, the dark and deep eyes under the eyelashes as slender as butterfly wings can't be seen at a glance, the high nose bridge, the fair skin, if you ignore the big mouth that is about to grin to the root of the ear, and all the upper row of teeth that are highlighted outward and exposed, this is definitely a handsome face, but unfortunately, the fly in the ointment, that mouth has become the biggest failure of his whole face.

Behind the second man was the only normal human being, but the facial features of the flat plate gave people a feeling as if they had been forcibly carved, no matter how they looked at it, it was not coordinated, but it was so good that it formed a human face, which looked dizzy and panicked.

"Hey, are all the people in the Demon Gate so ugly? It's really hard to look at wow. Hu Lan tilted his head and bit his ears with Xu Lanfeng beside him, but his eyes were still fixed on the three people who were unaware of his ugliness, and that look, like a schoolboy who was talking bad about others to his good friends, a thief.

"Hehe......" Xu Lanfeng let out a burst of suppressed laughter, and a handsome face formed a strong contrast with those three extremely ugly faces.

The corners of Peng Jihao's eyes twitched, and he looked away, he always thought that he was a person who could treat anyone equally, but after seeing the faces of these three people, he felt that he still overestimated his endurance, it was too ugly, it was really miserable!

The others also secretly turned their heads away, closed their eyes and closed their eyes, and the disgusted attitude was already obvious to the eye.

Even if the 'three public nuisances' have always had no superfluous self-awareness of their ugliness, but in such an obvious lineup of disgust, they no longer feel unusual, it is hopelessly stupid.

"Which mountain gate are you from? Reporting your name, didn't your master tell you what you are? How dare you be so presumptuous in front of Lord Ben? The short man opened his mouth, and a foul smell suddenly spread, and the unsuspecting light spirit disciples were the first to be smoked, and the ugly sound like a tug of war made people only feel pain in their eardrums.

Covering his nasal cavity, Guan Chong was the first to shout unbearably: "You old boy doesn't speak, you don't treat you as a dumb person, you have bad breath, and you dare to come out for a walk, it's really a thing with no public morality." ”

As soon as these words came out, the repercussions caused can be imagined, not only the Qingling disciples burst out laughing, but also the disciples of various factions who cast unfriendly glances at them couldn't help laughing, and for a while, the originally grim atmosphere eased a lot.

"Look for death!" The short man with a gloomy face like mud waved his palm, and a fishy wind rushed towards the door.

"Humph!" Guan Chong snorted coldly, easily dodged, a flame flowed out from his fingertips, with a scorching breath opposite the palm wind, the flame was pumped by the yin wind, and it turned from red to blue, looking like a ghost fire.

"Bastard!" A palm under his rage was blocked, and Yin Xing, who had always been quite respected in the faction, suddenly felt that he couldn't save face, and with a flip of his wrist, a black unknown object was thrown, and then his hands made a strange gesture on his chest, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was full of words.

The other two were all blinded when they saw their senior brother's methods, and they automatically retreated into the distance, avoiding the disaster of the pond fish. It is from the heart of the person who died with resentment, concocted in the altar with a unique secret method for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and then grew up under the urging of a variety of poisons, as long as the caster throws it, then the person or beast who is haunted by the breath it emits, then the person who is touched will definitely die within the hour of half a pillar of incense, and that breath is the evil qi transformed from resentment after death!

The disciples of the other sects who watched the battle all gasped after seeing the Yin Xing's technique, and some were even stunned, and their reactions were half a beat slower, and they were not ready to open their mouths to remind the boy who looked like a newborn calf at first glance, and when he entered the tomb, except for himself, everyone else was an enemy, so in their opinion, dying one is one less, and it is more beneficial to themselves!

Although Guan Chong was born in a big family, he has a very shallow understanding of these evil sects, and he basically knows nothing about the demon gate.

When Luo Xin saw what Yin Xing threw out, his complexion had changed, his face flickered, he pinched it with one hand, and a fireball technique was hit, and the fireball technique at the peak of Jindan was naturally not an ordinary storage zài, and the yin evil had been wrapped in heavy flames before it bypassed the wind blade and achieved its goal.

"Squeak ......" was as terrible as the painful screams of a beast tightly bound around its neck, making everyone's scalps tingle.

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