"It's going to be fine."

Fang Xuan smiled.

For this sentence, Yan Wu and Mao Bai both chose to ignore it.

Will it be okay to contact the Demon Soldiers? Ghosts don't believe such things.

There wasn't too much procrastination, and when Xia You's pranayama was almost over, Fang Xuan was heading towards his destination.

"Was this experience?" Fang Xuan asked Xia You.

Xia You spoke, "Engong, give me a few more days and I will hopefully go to the next level." ”

He speaks modestly and has no pride in his words.

"It's hard to be in the body."

Yan has unspeakable envy.

Fang Xuan took what kind of shit luck made a difficult body die like this.

Thinking about it, he looked at the cat white on Xia You's shoulder again, and this cat is not an ordinary product.

"Could it be that the feng shui of my ancestral tomb is wrong?" Yan Wu muttered.

There is no smoke coming out of the graves at home.

Look at other people's homes, not to mention the smoke, and see that the grave is going to heaven.

The river is turbulent, ten miles wide, the water is yellow and turbid, and countless sediments are mixed in it.

The roar of the water is like the crossing of thousands of troops, and the heart is moving.

Fang Xuan looked at the position.

He flew along the river for a while, and soon stopped.

"The Dryland Sword is here?" There was a flash of spiritual light in Yan Wu's eyes, and the eyes of heaven opened and closed.

Its face was suspicious, and there was no trace of a demon soldier here.

Boom!

Fang Xuan rushed into the river.

At the bottom of the lake?

Yan Wu raised his eyebrows and followed without hesitation.

Xia You's aura was emanated, and he jumped into the river like the same.

Hanoi couldn't see clearly, the water was too turbid, but this was nothing to Fang Xuan and the others, and the scene became clear.

The river is very deep and has a hundred feet.

There were small holes underground, which seemed to be some karst cave passages, and Fang Xuan drilled into one of them, and the car walked through it.

Time passes slowly.

They kept diving on the way around, looking at this distance, it was at least 10,000 meters deep, and there was no river water around them, it was a wet underground.

Suddenly!

There is a wisp of fresh wind blowing, and the wind carries a fragrance.

In front of it is a large underground cavern, on which the strange rocks are raised, showing an inverted triangle.

A tick sounded.

Drops of milky liquid drip from the tip of the triangle.

The white liquid falls to the ground and flows down small ravines in the ground into small pits.

There are more than a dozen small pits here, and each pit is overflowing with fragrance, sweet and fragrant, and it is also glittering.

"Milk of the Earth's Stone."

The cat's white eyes lit up, and it instantly appeared on the edge of the small pit, drinking the white liquid in it.

The stone milk in the center of the earth, mortals drink it and look around, prolong their life, and the cultivator eats the same to improve his physique and temper his own spiritual power.

It's a kind of omnipotent.

Alchemy, alchemy, and quenching can all be used.

"Ten Thousand Years of Stone Milk?" Yan Wu flashed to the edge of the pit and tasted the milk with a touch of his fingertips.

"You go pack some and come back."

Fang Xuan said to Xia You.

In fact, there is no need to wait for Fang Xuan to say, Xia You has already started.

There are more than a dozen catties of stone milk in a small pit, and there are more than a dozen pits here, and there are hundreds of catties in total!

What kind of concept is this?

In the outside world, the stone milk in the center of the earth is counted in two, and it is a pound in front of them!

"It's developed." Cat white grinning.

Suddenly, it slowed down.

In its eyes, it noticed an unusual pit.

The pit was larger than usual, inky in color, and a sword stuck in it.

The sword is three feet long, the palm is wide, and the heavenly mandate pattern is embellished with the sword body.

The sword is blue, and the hilt is pitch black, showing an ominous color.

"The mutated core stone milk is comparable to 100,000 years." The cat's white saliva stayed directly.

At this moment, the cat has a constipated expression on his face.

Can you imagine that feeling?

I want to take those core stone milk, but I have no choice, I want to pull, I can't pull it out, it's the same thing.

It looked away with difficulty, and landed on all the culprits, the Drought Sword.

The first of the three ancient demon soldiers, the Drought Fish.

None of the people who got this sword were able to die peacefully in their old age, and they all died at the hands of the enemy, or they simply died under the sword of the dry fish.

Demon soldier devouring the master, this is the recognized standard of demon soldiers.

The Drought Sword embodies this vividly, you will die if you touch it, swallow your blood, eat your flesh, and gnaw your soul.

Fang Xuan walked in and stretched out his hand to hold the Drought Sword.

Poof......

He pulled out the Drought Sword.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Fang Xuan said.

"Huh?"

Mao Bai was stunned.

Finished?

It was completely stunned.

Don't talk about it, Yan Wuye also stopped in mid-air when he collected the stone milk in his hand.

"After a lot of hard work, the demon soldiers erupted and devoured the flesh and soul, and finally stalemate, and then caused an earthquake, and this place collapsed, and at the last moment you took away the Drought Sword, nine deaths, not ten deaths.

Fang Xuan, did you omit something? ”

How did this development start and end, they looked at the process less.

"Where did you come from so many experiences?"

Fang Xuan said with a smile.

Immediately, he took out a special container spirit bottle and made a move at the Dry Sword's geocentric stone milk pit.

Stone emulsification of a stream poured into the spirit bottle.

The other side.

Yan Wu frowned.

Not so much experience?

That's true, could it be that I've read too many of my novels?

Definitely not.

That's how it should be, Fang Xuan has a problem!

"Four thousand catties!!"

At this time, the scream of Maobai woke Yan Wu.

The cat covered its heart, its heart ached, and it was full of grief.

That small pit is filled with at least four thousand catties of mutated core stone milk, what is the concept of four thousand catties.

The most important thing is not the 10,000-year-old Earth-centered Stone Milk, but the mutated Earth-centered Stone Milk, which is comparable to 100,000 years!

"Give me some!"

The cat white shameless opening.

It doesn't care, it wants the milk of the earth's core.

"Give me some." The cat looked at it with blank eyes.

Seeing that Fang Xuan was unmoved, it rolled all over the ground, coquettish, etc., completely relying on Fang Xuan.

"Go back, it's cold on the ground."

Fang Xuan patted the cat's white head and said to Yan Wu and Xia You.

He turned around and walked out of the cave.

"Don't think about it."

Yan Wu walked over and patted Mao Bai and comforted.

He doesn't care, he is slow to discover, and the so-called fast hands are slow and slow.

The cat is miserable.

It found out first, but it had no other share, so it could only stare dryly.

There is no way, the Drought Sword is inserted there, and if it is close to the dead, it is not what is the matter with Fang Xuan's abnormal hold.

It's okay to say that this sentence is not comforting.

As soon as he was comforted, Maobai's mentality collapsed.

"Did you hear it, did you hear it?" The cat barked.

It shouted at Fang Xuan and the others.

"What sound?"

Xia Post looked.

"Heartbreak sounds."

The cat's white face was serious, and the cat's heart was broken and broken.

"Then why didn't you die?" Xia You was speechless.

Cat Bai lay motionless on the ground, "Dead." ”

"And you're still open?"

"Death is not blinding."

"But you're still breathing."

"Cats can't swallow this breath!!"

Cat White Scream!!

Xia You didn't want to stay with this cat, so he silently handed over the stone milk to Fang Xuan.

"Engong, this is the ...... I just received"

"Whew!"

An orange flash of light.

Xia You's outstretched hand instantly retracted.

The cat white wanted to grab the food, but unfortunately, he didn't grab it.

"Be your cat in peace."

Yan has no mending knife, piercing the heart......

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