"Senior Brother Xuan Ye, that old monster has run away!" Bai Zhi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the Daoist of the Horror Valley leaving, grabbed Xuan Ye's arm to stabilize her body, and blurted out in the direction of the Daoist of the Horror Valley.

Xuan Ye didn't open his mouth to answer, but pinched his fingers to lay an enchantment for Bai Zhi, and pulled out his arm from her hand by the way.

"Hey, don't you have long eyes, so you have to talk more?" Jin Xi saw Bai Zhi's hand grabbing Xuan Ye's arm, and when he stepped on, his face was straight, and his beautiful eyes were full of flames, and he wanted to cut off Bai Zhi's hands.

Bai Zhi glared at Jinxi and said, "What are you doing when I talk to Senior Brother Xuanye?"

"You.... Jinxi choked, didn't know how to reply, and finally turned his head left and right to look at everyone before he reluctantly said: "Now everyone is a grasshopper on a line, and every word you say can affect everyone." ”

Bai Zhi pursed her mouth: "Whoever is on the same line as your Hehuan Sect, you don't put gold on your face." ”

"Okay, when is this all right, what are you arguing about?"

As soon as Jinxi wanted to reply, he was interrupted by Mu Ran, who was almost pranayama in his body.

Jinxi turned his head sideways and glared at Mu Ran, and said sarcastically: "So many words, you didn't have enough repairs from that old thing just now, and you still want to compete with me?"

Mu Ran was speechless for a while, which man dared to compete with the disciples in the Hehuan Sect? Isn't this too fast to cultivate?

"Poof... Hahaha. Canglan, who had been watching the show on the sidelines, couldn't help but lean back and laugh.

Jinxi looked at Canglan again, and asked angrily, "Canglan, what are you laughing at?"

Canglan's appearance is the usual feminine beauty of the Tongle Sect, and even the voice is soft and intoxicating: "What I laugh at is that you might as well find me to compete with Mu Ran, I look at the entire cultivation world, I'm afraid only we in the Tongle Sect can compete with your Hehuan Sect." ”

Jinxi immediately reacted to Canglan's unspoken meaning, and immediately his head was cold, and he quickly turned his head to observe Xuan Ye's expression, and saw that he was staring ahead and falling into deep thought, and did not look in her direction, so he put his mind at ease and looked at Canglan with shame and said, "Who is competing with you, shameless person!"

Canglan said disapprerovitically: "If it is shameless, I'm afraid that we can't catch up with your Hehuan Sect if we are with the Le Sect, and we are also half a catty and eight taels." ”

"Senior Brother Xuan Ye, have you also noticed something wrong?" Qian Qingyu ignored the quarrels and arguments of several people, and a few lotus flowers came to Xuan Ye's side in small steps, looking at Xuan Ye with a pair of autumn water-like eyes.

Her appearance is beautiful, not as beautiful as a real person, and her voice is also graceful, approaching Xuan Ye at this moment, Xuan Ye's expression was in a trance for a moment, but she came back to her senses in the blink of an eye.

"Presumably Senior Sister Qian, too!" Xuan Ye smiled and took his eyes off Qianqingyu.

"What kind of dumb puzzle did you play, what did you find?"

He Gaoran, who had never spoken, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him, asked Zhan Jianglin in unison.

The two of them, one is a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, and the other is a disciple of the Fusheng Sect, these two sects have always been at the bottom of the top ten sects, so the disciples in these two sects have always been very low-key, and try not to grudge with them if they don't grudge with the sects next to them.

Mu Ran looked at them, then at Xuan Ye and Qianqingyu, and finally stopped at Qianqingyu in front of him, and said casually: "If you want to know, just take a look!" said and walked in the direction where the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley left.

The reason why he first went with him was not because of curiosity, but because he still remembered the 'Vajra Demon Circle' that was taken away by the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley.

"Senior Brother Mu, where are you going?"

"Senior Brother Mu....... ”

Several disciples of the Ethereal Sect hurriedly caught up with Mu Ran.

"Let's go too!" Xuan Ye looked at Tianyi, who wanted to speak and stopped, turned his back, and took the lead in following Mu Ran with a light smile.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ye, wait for me!" Bai Zhi hurriedly followed behind Xuan Ye.

"Senior Brother Shen Yu, let's go ...... too!" Before Tianyi's words fell, Shen Yu had already lifted his steps, Tianyi was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then hurriedly followed.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Let's go!" Jinxi saw Xuan Ye leaving, and stopped arguing with Canglan, glanced at the few senior sisters standing beside him, scolded angrily, and then hurriedly followed behind them.

"Let's go!" Qian Qingyu waved his sleeves lightly, his white skirt was lightly raised, his eyebrows and eyes were burning, and his flower-like lips gently spit out a word, and he followed without looking back.

Immediately afterwards, the people of several major sects glanced at each other at the same time, and then left one after another.

Chu Yuanyang didn't walk long in the ice passage, and found that the yin qi around him was getting heavier and heavier, although the cultivator was not afraid of cold and heat, but this kind of cold aura seemed to be able to penetrate the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, and the kind of cold that pierced the heart made her teeth chatter.

"Do you feel that something is wrong?" Chu Yuanyang asked Bi Fang silently in his heart.

Bi Fang was silent for a long time before he said uncertainly: "This place is full of demonic energy, and the yin qi is extremely strong, if there are not high-level demonic weapons born, there are a large number of demons gathered here." ”

Although it is called a magic weapon, it is just a demon weapon left over from the war between gods and demons in ancient times!

As a cultivator, as long as the magic weapon is refined, it can not only be used by himself, but also more powerful than the spiritual weapon created by the normal process.

Therefore, the four words of the high-level magic weapon represent the high-level spiritual weapon, and it is a treasure that is unique in ten thousand.

Chu Yuanyang pondered in his heart, if there was a magic weapon born in front of him, wouldn't he just bump into it?

It is impossible for a magic weapon to be born without being able to guard it, and it will never be picked up by yourself so easily.

If you go there in such a hurry, what if you meet someone who has come to grab the treasure?

If there is no demon weapon in front of you, but people from the demon clan gathered here, then what should you do?

Just before she could move forward, Bi Fang made a decision for her.

"Let's go, the old monster is coming this way!"

Chu Yuanyang's heart froze, she had no way to retreat, she could only walk forward.

With Bi Fang's incessant urging, the pace under her feet became faster and faster, until she thought that there was no end ahead, and her eyes suddenly opened up.

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Chu Yuanyang paused.

This is......?

Altar?

The empty ice in front of you is oval-shaped, the size of three basketball courts.

The place was shrouded in black air, and the fog was not thick, so that every object here could be seen very clearly.

In the middle of the ice surface was a pool of about 100 square meters, filled with black water that carried bubbles.

Connected to the pool is a huge wooden vertical windmill, surrounded by eight sails, and the black water gushing out of the windmill flows to the pool.