Three dilapidated houses, I don't know how many years they have existed. The mottled walls, creaking wooden doors, and even the grinding pitted floors show signs of age everywhere.

Huang Shaoyan and Cao Chen tossed through boxes and cabinets in the room for a long time, and finally one and two of them cursed a little angrily.

This so-called general guarding the tomb, when he left, he didn't even leave a little good stuff. Huang Shaoyan, who was in a bad mood, glanced at the headband inlaid with ice spirit on Cao Chen's head, and said very unhappily, "What are you wearing this thing for?" It's ugly to death! ”

"You know the." Cao Chen said, "The things I equip myself, take them off and sell them, so they are worth it." Forget it, something as advanced as economics is also playing the harp to an illiterate person like you. Besides, you have a problem with aesthetics, I think it's pretty good-looking. ”

Huang Shaoyan pursed his lips, wondering if a guy like Cao Chen, who was trapped in Xiaoliangshan at the age of twelve, could he be more educated than himself? He was not interested in arguing with Cao Chen, walked out of the room, and glanced at the dark ancient forest behind the Blood Moon Tomb, his sword eyebrows deep. It doesn't seem to be a good thing to sit still, and Xia Guan Xing said conclusively before leaving, that Hunting Heaven will come again soon!

Gotta find a way!

But what can be done?

Is it possible to cultivate by leaps and bounds to defeat Hunter?

Don't think about it.

Huang Shaotian clearly remembered that in Qingyun Valley, the three Jindan masters were not the opponents of the Hunter Heaven, and he was a foundation builder? Don't be reckless.

Running away?

Where can they go?

Qingyun Valley doesn't have to think about it, Xiaoliang Mountain? Escaping from the tiger's den and into the wolves? That's a toss-up. Some time ago, those poor ghosts in Xiaoliang Mountain were all cultivators of the ninth layer of qi refining, and then they gradually began to reach the condensation stage one by one. Although he is a foundation builder, he can deal with hundreds of condensing vein cultivators, and it is also for nothing, not to mention Cao Chen, a third-layer oil bottle for refining qi.

Is it possible to refine a magic weapon that can forcibly pass through the spatial barrier like the one refined by Xia Guan Xing?

Huang Shaoyan asked himself if he had this ability, not to mention, listening to Guan Xing's meaning, it seemed that a cultivator like himself would not be able to pass through the spatial barrier even if he borrowed that magic weapon.

What to do?

Huang Shaoyan felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die. He still has to go to Yunsheng, and he has to avenge the one hundred and sixty-one people in the valley. Staring at the dark door of space, for a long time, Huang Shaoyan suddenly felt that maybe he should take a risk......

……

The sales of the upgraded version of the Holy Sword Spiritual Vision were extremely hot, and Cao Chen's mobile "Spiritual Vision" attracted the interest of many cultivators. Although the price of the upgraded version of VisionVision is not low, it is not unacceptable. Therefore, many cultivators purchased the upgraded version of the Holy Sword Spiritual Vision, and kept an eye on what Cao Chen saw. Through this spiritual vision, it is always easy to know where Cao Chen is, and when the cultivators on Xiaoliang Mountain enter the tomb protection woodland, Cao Chen will be unable to fly even if he has wings.

Wu Xuan had just asked for an upgraded version of the spiritual vision from Senior Uncle Zhengyi, and through the images transmitted from the spiritual vision, looking at the tables, chairs and benches in the room of Xia Guan Xing, listening to Cao Chen and Huang Shaoyan's frustrating words complaining that there were no good things, the corners of Wu Xuan's mouth kept twitching.

If the tables, chairs and benches built by Huang Nan are not good things, then what else is good? In the cultivation realm, except for Cao Chen and Huang Shaoyan, who are two idiots, no one knows that this Huang Nan is an excellent material for wood attribute cultivators to refine magic weapons! Moreover, more importantly, since the catastrophe, Huang Nanmu has long been priceless. And this kind of yellow nanmu carefully cultivated by the royal family is the best of the best. Wu Xuan believed that even a cultivator of the level of Shizun Guiyi Zhenren would definitely salivate over Huang Nanmu.

However, the strange thing is that why didn't the next pass take these good things away?

Wu Xuan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly realized. Xiaguan Xing is the general of Zhenling, think about it, there must be a masterpiece such as Huang Nanmu's spirit, and I can't look down on this kind of Huang Nanmu. Perhaps, in the era of Xiaguanxing, Huang Nanmu was not a particularly good thing, and he didn't care at all?

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Cao Chen walked out of the room, he didn't pick up anything good, and Cao Chen's mood was also very bad. She stood beside Huang Shaoyan and glanced at the Blood Moon Tomb, and her heart suddenly moved. "Say, isn't this blood moon some kind of princess? The princess's funeral goods should be pretty good, right? ”

"You want to dig a grave?" Huang Shaoyan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't think you should do this." The tomb of this kind of cultivation master must be full of mechanisms. ”

"Well, forget it." Cao Chen is a timid guy, and she has absolutely no interest in doing things like death.

"I have an idea." Huang Shaoyan said, "Didn't Xiaguan Xing say it? This spatial gate is likely to connect many spaces. It's not a way for us to wait for death here. If you venture into the door of space, and you are lucky enough not to enter the royal mausoleum or the forest of the dead, but to enter somewhere else, is there still a chance of life? ”

"What you say is not unreasonable." Cao Chen said, "However, what if that Lietian encounters an accident in the royal mausoleum, it is impossible to come over again?" ”

"This ...... Is it likely? ”

"It's not big, but it's not nothing." Cao Chen said, "Besides, after we leave, where can we go to find a group of poor ghosts like those on Xiaoliang Mountain to exchange for supplies?" ”

"Yes. But ......" Huang Shaoyan looked at the dark door of space and said, "I always have a sense of foreboding. As he spoke, he looked up at the sky again, "I remember that Xia Guan Xing likes to look at the sky very much, you say, what can he see?" What's the use of those little pebbles that he had been tinkering with before? Since he has run away, he should not lie to us, he said that the hunt will come, but he is afraid ...... It's really going to come. ”

Cao Chen was also rarely serious, she looked at the dark space door with a bitter face, and said, "What if you go wrong and go to a dangerous place......

"The risks and benefits are always the same." Huang Shaoyan said, "Here, it's just waiting for death." And when you enter the door of space, you will either die or live, and there is still a glimmer of life. ”

What Huang Shaoyan said was not unreasonable, and Cao Chen naturally understood. However, looking at the dark place, Cao Chen felt a little worried in his heart, and always felt that something unimaginable would happen in that dark place.

"Wait a little longer." After hesitating for a long time, Cao Chen still didn't make a decision.

Huang Shaoyan gave Cao Chen a roll of his eyes, and he could see that Cao Chen, a timid guy, was really not suitable for living in the cultivation realm. Waiting to die here is really not a wise choice.

"Don't worry too much." Cao Chen said, "Think about it, on the other side of the crack in Xiaoliang Mountain, the little magic weapon I made should only disgust those poor ghosts, and they will always think of a way to come." After all, there are many of them, even if they rush hard, they will definitely be able to come over. At that time, no matter how powerful the hunting sky is, I am afraid that it will not be able to defeat so many people. As for us...... The mausoleum protection woodland is so big, it would be nice to find a place to hide. I don't believe those poor devils can find us. ”

"Well, the cemetery forest is big, but there are a lot of them." Huang Shaoyan didn't agree with Cao Chen's opinion, "In case ......" didn't speak, Huang Shaoyan was suddenly stunned, and turned his face to look at the location of the door of the space.

But in the darkness, it seemed as if something was surging.

Not good!

Huang Shaoyan's heart was shocked, could it be that the bastard of Lietian is coming?

Can't beat it!

You can only run!

Huang Shaoyan blurted out, the words "...... quickly" and "run" hadn't been said yet, and he saw that Cao Chen was almost gone. Looking at the back of Cao Chen's frantic escape, Huang Shaoyan was stunned for a moment, and a thought popped up in his heart, "This guy ...... It seems to have grown a little taller. ”

Unconsciously, he has been with Cao Chen for half a year, and in the past six months, Cao Chen has grown a lot taller. Perhaps, it won't be long before this obscene and timid guy will become a beautiful girl like a cloud.

……

Cracks in Xiaoliang Mountain.

There was a sound of a sword slashing through.

Chu Fan broke Cao Chen's magic weapon whistle with a sword, and then glanced at the group of evil spirits, but he was not afraid, and rushed forward directly.

He had already seen the movement of the spatial gate from his spiritual vision, and he was worried about Cao Chen's safety, so the originally planned plan to break the whistle and wait for the evil spirits to disperse on their own was directly overturned.

Chu Fan, who was a master of art, directly raised his sword and went forward.

Behind him, a large group of "poor ghosts" from Xiaoliangshan swarmed up.

The originally quiet cemetery woodland suddenly became lively.

The battle between the evil spirits and the cultivators became chaotic in an instant.