When Ming Yu saw this scene, he understood half, it turned out that Zhang Xinqi refused to get rid of this mist poisonous flower, it was the eye of the spiritual spring that needed it to be accompanied, this kind of spring was not an ordinary mountain spring, but a spiritual spring rich in the power of heaven and earth. No wonder he was a first-order mortal who could live past a hundred years and be so healthy, because of this spiritual spring.

Ming Yu pulled the open leaves, walked out of the grass, stood in front of Zhang Xinqi, and snorted. Luo Chen also stood up, standing side by side with Ming Yu, staring at Zhang Xinqi in the spring.

That Xinqi seemed to have known that Luo Chen and Ming Yu had arrived, but he didn't panic at all, and he didn't even open his eyes, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Don't worry, now is the time to enjoy." ”

"You're such a strange fellow. Ming Yu sighed: "I admire your spirit of not being afraid of danger when disaster is coming. ”

"The old man has long been familiar with this kind of thing, and life and death are just relative concepts for me. Zhang Xinqi slowly took out a robe and draped it on his body, and then slowly walked out of the spiritual spring, a light blue light flowed from his body, his dry skin became a little tighter at a speed visible to the naked eye, and obviously his lifespan increased a little.

"You are a selfish person, although you saved the entire Lingnan tribe from danger, but in order to prolong your life, you guarded this flower of mist and poison, and damaged the cultivation of the entire Lingnan tribe, which completely cut off your capital to survive in the Great Wilderness. Ming Yu shook his head and said, "The people of your tribe should be hiding around here, right? ”

Zhang Xinqi shook his head and said: "No one is ambushed, there are only a few dozen people left in my Lingnan tribe, and some are children, who have no cultivation, and they can't withstand the toss of the two young heroes, so the old man hid them in order to preserve the Lingnan incense." ”

"Don't say it so high-sounding. Luo Chen raised his sword and pointed at Zhang Xinqi, and said, "If you still cherish the lives of the Lingnan tribesmen, why do you still give them the Qicha Gu poison?"

Zhang Xinqi slowly straightened up and said solemnly: "I don't expect to be able to resist the two of you with strength, but I beg me to tell the mystery of the Lingnan tribe to the two of you completely, and I hope that the two of you can have mercy and let go of our clan." ”

"Let's say, we have patience and curiosity about the story. Luo Chen nodded at him.

Zhang Xinqi sighed and said, "Since Shaoxia is a disciple of Jingnan's predecessors, then you should know that there is a big demon living on the main peak of Bottle Mountain, and it is it that protects our clan." Although Lao Yu saved its life by chance when he was young, but the fierce beast is a fierce beast, and if you want to get its protection, you have to take this kind of Gu poison, and even I can't avoid it. ”

Zhang Xinqi lifted his robe, revealing his chest, Luo Chen could see that in his blood, there were indeed a few little insect-like things wriggling, which was the Seven Forks Gu Poison.

"I see, forgive my disrespect. Luo Chen bowed slightly, no matter what, this new Zhang is a senior, and he can be regarded as a hero of the Lingnan tribe, which is worthy of his worship. But if Jing Nan sees it, he has to kick him and scold him for being sour and rotten, which is also no way, after all, Beilin is his first master.

Ming Yu sneered and said: "Having said that, you still left the scourge of the Mist Poison Flower for the sake of your own longevity, otherwise your clan would have been cultivating here for a hundred years, and maybe you would have been able to go out of the mountain and regain your foothold." ”

"Don't hide it from the two of you, if the old decay dies, the demon beasts on the mountain will kill all the people in my tribe!"

"What kind of demon beast is on the mountain?" Luo Chen asked in surprise.

"No comment. The old man silently pointed to the insect under the skin of his chest, hinting to Luo Chen that he couldn't say it, otherwise he would die like that strong man.

"In that case, let's give up. ”

Luo Chen pulled Ming Yu and walked behind him, since this spring water, this flower, is related to the life and death of the Lingnan tribe, then he Luo Chen has not been mad for the treasure, he can't do the act of killing people and taking treasures, and disregarding people's lives. Ming Yu is not an extremely vicious person, of course he respects Luo Chen's choice and wants to go with him. Zhang Xinqi smiled silently.

Ming Yu suddenly shook his body, as if he remembered something, suddenly shook off Ming Yu's arm, turned around, and roared twice for no reason, the sound was extremely strange, like the sound of a fierce bird in the sky.

Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, only to see that Zhang Xinqi suddenly fell to the ground like a wild beast, as if he was afraid of natural enemies, and shrank into a ball. Ming Yu looked at Zhang Xinqi lying on the ground with a sneer, and said, "You guy, it's really not simple, even I was almost deceived!"

"What?" Luo Chen was stunned.

"He's not Zhang Xinqi, he's the big demon on the top of Bottle Mountain. Ming Yu's hands burst out with a blue divine light, and this divine light slowly condensed into two blades, one for a sword and the other for a knife, about half a zhang long, and terrifyingly powerful.

"Zhang Xinqi" waved his hand, indicating that he would not resist.

But even so, Luo Chen still took two steps back, took out the Qingfeng Sword, and mobilized the immortal power in his body to prepare for the battle from time to time.

"Since you can guess what my body is, then I don't need to resist, I can't beat you anyway. Zhang Xin spread his hands, a trace of helplessness crossed his face, this look was like an old scoundrel, not like the big demon that Ming Yu said, without that momentum.

"Hey, Ming Yu, what is this guy?" Luo Chen asked in a low voice.

"Ninth-level demon beast, Dream Mink. Ming Yu put away the sword of divine light and said, "This kind of demon beast has no attack ability at all, it is just good at creating illusions, and it can be called the scum of the bloodthirsty and famous demon beast world." ”

"The ninth-level demon doesn't have any combat ability?" Luo Chen was stunned, it stands to reason that the ninth-level demon beasts are about to become demon kings, shouldn't the combat ability be extremely amazing?

"Except for the rough skin and thick flesh, it can't even beat you. Ming Yu walked up to Zhang Xinqi, grabbed his neck, and scolded: "It's not visible yet, how long do you plan to talk to me with this human skin?"

"Don't!" Zhang Xinqi struggled and said, "I just look like this, this is my body!"

Ming Yu was stunned for a moment, and then swung out a blade of divine light, cutting through this guy's skin, and sure enough, red blood flowed out, the smell of this blood is the taste of human blood. A demon, actually a human body? Ming Yu didn't believe it, and directly stretched out a finger and pointed at this guy's Shentai acupoint, which can not only seal its cultivation, but also make him show his original form, and also make the illusion of the entire bottle mountain disappear.

Zhang Xinqi howled in pain, and after three breaths, Ming Yu threw him to the ground, but this guy still looked like a human being, and there was no sign of turning into a demon beast. Ming Yu condensed his immortal power and concentrated on his Shenyang Acupoint to find out if the illusion of this bottle mountain had disappeared, but after his divine power was probed out, he was stunned, and the bottle mountain was still smoky and full of illusions.

Zhang Xinqi suddenly laughed, his smile was very strange, and he said softly: "The Flower of Fog Poison, it's around here, it's a gift for you, but there are some secrets, you haven't had the ability to get involved in it." ”

After speaking, Zhang Xinqi suddenly turned into a wind, yes, it was a wind, disappeared into the night, and a voice slowly echoed in the canyon.

"Also, the old man is not a big demon, the old man's name is Zhang Xinqi, and the young patriarch of the Lingnan tribe is also. ”

The mist poison flower in place turned into a green fire, burning violently, like a ghostly fire.

"Mist Poison Flower!" Luo Chen shouted anxiously, and was about to rush over to extinguish the fire.

Ming Yu grabbed Luo Chen, shook his head and said, "That's a fake, didn't Zhang Xinqi say it? It's really around here, and he has already given it to us." ”

"Eh, is it?" Luo Chen stopped and said, "Where is the mist poison flower?"

"The art of putting the cart before the horse. The flower was at the top of the first mountain. After Ming Yu finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the first peak.

"Hey, that Zhang Xinqi just now, it's so messy, do we still want to go to the main peak of Bottle Mountain to find out?"

"If I don't go, I'm afraid of death. Ming Yu scratched his head and didn't look back.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened, the stars and the moon were hidden, the sky was white, the vast bottle mountain showed its original appearance under the white sky, the mountain peaks were handsome, the ancient forests were numerous, the fog was rushing, the vision of the first mountain range was contacted, this is Zhang Xinqi or the big demon, let go of the means, let Luo Chen and Ming Yu out of the mountain.

When the two of them climbed the first mountain, the sun also rose from the east, and the first rays of sunlight illuminated the top of the mountain. A large purple-red flower greeted the morning glow, and slowly bloomed on the top of this bottle of mountain, and the colorful light like glass emitted from its rhizomes and leaves, this flower carried a wonderful beauty, and a deadly illusion, so far, half of the illusions they have encountered in Luo Chen are made by it, the flower of fog poison.

At the root of the Flower of Fog Poison, there is a clear spring that flows slowly, constantly nourishing the Flower of Fog Poison and making it bloom luxuriantly. This is the eye of the spiritual spring that accompanies it, the water where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers, and it is also holy water, fairy water.

"So little?" Ming Yu shook his head in disappointment and said, "I thought it was like a small lake." ”

"It's too exaggerated, no matter how many treasures there are in the Great Wilderness, it is impossible for a small lake made of spiritual power to appear. Luo Chen said helplessly.

"It seems that there is only enough ..... for one person" Ming Yu looked at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen shook his head and said, "You have paid so much for me, this will cause a serious loss of spiritual power, and you should be allowed to go down." ”

"It's not. I mean..."

"Needless to say, you deserve it, and I should thank you. ”

"Shut up!" Ming Yu kicked Luo Chen into the eyes of Lingquan, and roared: "This spiritual power is not enough for me to improve my cultivation at all, I can use it for you, and you can also improve your cultivation, you are strong, so you can give Lao Tzu alchemy!"

As soon as Luo Chen entered the eyes of this spiritual spring, he felt a hot warm current surging into his pores, and a steady stream of spiritual power flowed down his limbs, drilling into it little by little, and he felt his dantian gradually heating up.