After the Five Elements Holy Seal penetrated the Sun True Fire, it was still not wiped out, and what made people even more shocked was that this Blood Python actually condensed the Sun True Fire and was still invincible to the Sealed Passing Water.

It is amazing that there is such a big gap between the strong people in the realm of kings.

As if seeing Wang Ting's thoughts, Murong Xingyun pouted: "Boy, if the old man enters the sixth realm and holds a holy soldier, he will not lose to this person." ”

Before Wang Ting could speak, Guan Donglin on the side seemed to be interested, and said with a fiery face: "Elder Murong is this true? I have a half-saint soldier here, which can be lent to the elder......"

Wang Ting: "......"

Murong Xingyun: "......"

This kid is good at everything, but he is a little too upright.

Although this blood python was powerful, after three hours of fierce fighting, it was unable to defeat the Passing Water, its body collapsed, and the original spirit was destroyed.

The corpse of a quasi-peerless demon is of immeasurable value, and the flesh and bones are all treasures, not to mention the nine rings that are suppressed by the Ten Thousand Things.

Seeing a quasi-peerless demon being pocketed by him, Murong Xingyun smacked his lips with envy.

Fugui kicked his hind legs, and rushed out of Wang Ting's arms, and a super-large black cauldron appeared, putting away the blood spilled by the blood python.

Wang Ting's expression tightened, for fear of angering Feng Shushui, and hurriedly recalled him.

The sealed water above the air felt something, glanced at the wealth, and thoughtfully did not speak.

The Holy Lord Clan Disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land spoke: "Since the Great Demon has been cut down by the seniors, then the next road, we will each rely on our abilities. ”

"If I can get something to sustain my life in the Nine Heavens Holy Land, I will definitely exchange it with my predecessors. ”

When the other forces heard this, they also hurriedly spoke out to cater to them, after all, if there was no such passing water, they would not be able to enter the main hall at all with their cultivation, and now that they have the opportunity to repay this favor, it is still no problem to say it verbally.

The face of the sealed water began to grow old, and the originally majestic blood and fire wolf smoke began to slowly dissipate.

He is old after all, the previous war has consumed a lot of his origin, and now he is just an old man who is about to live his life, and he is dying.

Hearing this, those cloudy eyes glanced at the others and said, "I'm lucky." ”

"No matter who it is, if he can get the treasure of life extension, the old man is willing to accept three conditions from him. ”

As soon as these words came out, the others blew up, who is the sealed water, the top Tianjiao in the Northern Regions five thousand years ago, half a step quasi-peerless.

If you can get in touch with this person, who can walk on the rivers and lakes at that time, who can not give three points of face.

A king realm powerhouse in the loose cultivation said loudly: "To be able to enter this ruin today is all thanks to the work of the predecessors, if you can really get the thing that sustains your life, you will definitely give it." ”

"The same is true of my Holy Sword Sect. Murong Xingyun spoke up, no matter what grievances he had in the past, but to be honest, if it weren't for this passing water, everyone would really not be able to enter this gate.

Just when everyone responded, another team of warriors came behind him, about thirty people.

"Amitabha. "The leader is an old monk who is over seventy years old.

After bowing to everyone, he spoke: "The poor monk Guangming Temple has been tired of seeing all your fellow Daoists. ”

Wang Ting frowned slightly, the Great Light Temple is located in the extreme west of the Northern Regions, millions of miles away, how did they get the news?

The faces of the others also became unsightly when they saw it, and Murong Xingyun snorted coldly: "It's you bald donkeys again, how can there be treasures here that are related to you?"

Murong Xingyun didn't mean to cause trouble when he said this, just because seven hundred years ago, a lineage family of the Holy Sword Sect obtained a treasure, but it was taken away by the elders of the Great Light Temple.

The inheritance family naturally couldn't afford to provoke the Great Light Temple, so they reported the matter to the sect, and the Holy Sword Sect sent people to ask for it, but the people of the Great Light Temple only replied lightly.

"This treasure has Buddha nature and is related to my Buddha. ”

The two great forces were once at loggerheads, but for some reason, they ended up failing.

When the time comes, the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect will inevitably be sarcastic and ridiculed.

After hearing Murong Xingyun's words, the others couldn't help but laugh a little, but they didn't open their mouths to laugh considering the power of the Great Bright Temple.

It is even rumored that this Great Light Temple is inherited from the ancestral land in the Western Desert.

The world is divided into five regions: the Eastern Wilderness, the Western Desert, the Southern Frontier, the Northern Regions and the Middle Earth.

The West Desert is the birthplace of Buddhism in the world, with a long heritage, and in ancient times, a Buddhist power "Amitabha" made Buddhism flourish for a while.

The borders of the Five Domains are extremely vast, and even the world's strongest people will not be able to cross the land of the Two Domains in their lifetime without relying on the formation imprint.

For Wang Ting, the other four places, he has only seen in the ancient records in the book.

In ancient times, the heavens and the earth changed greatly, and the five regions were forbidden, and communication became more difficult, except for a few people, eighty percent of the people in the northern regions may have never been to other regions in their lives.

"Amitabha, the presiding officer of this temple once said that there will be a great murderer born here, and he sent a poor monk to take a look here. ”

"Look at the situation, the demon here has been beheaded, I don't know if the body is there, let the poor monk take it back to the temple to spend it. Annoyed, his white eyebrows moved slightly, and his expression was full of solemnity.

When the others heard it, they were happy.

If this is in their hands, they will inevitably have to fight with this old monk again, but now they can watch a lively scene.

There are also people who speak out, this is the young disciple of the Blood Refining Demon Sect.

"What a shameless monk, why should I hand over the demon that the Supreme Elder of my sect has surrendered to you?"

"Empty words, take it back to excess?

"It's really nice to say, who knows if it's a group of male thieves and female prostitutes behind the scenes. ”

After a sneer, the monk of the Great Light Temple had an ugly face and was a little angry.

His face didn't change, but a person walked out behind him.

A young novice who looked no more than twenty walked out, he looked young and looked harmless, but it made people feel close.

He walked up to the disciple of the Blood Refining Demon Sect, first folded his hands and bowed, and then spoke: "Guangming Temple is really determined, do you want to accompany the senior brother of the Blood Refining Demon Sect, I don't know what kind of demon was obtained by your sect before?"

When this disciple of the Blood Refining Demon Sect heard this, he first glanced at the others proudly, and then spoke: "It was the Supreme Elder of my sect who took out the palm to subdue the demon and slashed a one-horned blood python. ”

Such deeds can naturally be publicized to the outside world, and their own sect is too powerful, and they are also honored.

As soon as the words fell, the little novice turned his head back to the team and whispered to the old monk at the head: "Uncle Shi, as the abbot said, it is indeed a blood python. ”

His annoyed expression remained unchanged, and he looked up at the ancient chariot and said, "I don't know which one of the Blood Refining Demon Sects is coming, can I come out and see it." ”

"The old man is old and doesn't want to see guests. ”

An equally aging voice, annoyed and no longer spoke.

Seeing that there was no conflict, and the others were about to leave, suddenly a monk pointed at Wang Ting and shouted, "Uncle, look!"

After hearing the reputation, he first glanced at Wang Ting, and then his eyes fell on Fugui, and his pupils contracted.