"You actually have a complete heirloom saint soldier!"

A terrible cry came from the other end, and two cyan dragons wailed in midair. A war spear glowing with purple light pierced through them, and the dragon curled up in pain, like a caterpillar pierced by a branch.

This is a treasure given by the Qing Emperor for the sake of the Red Dragon's loyalty and travel. Not only him, but all the Demon Clans who came to the Dao Cutting Clan, and the other Demon Clans also had their own treasures.

After going to tea time, the old red dragon returned. The corners of his clothes were stained with blood, and they were brushed away by a layer of floating light.

In less than a stick of incense, Old Demon Fang was horrified to find that he was the only one left of the five people who came to kill and grab the treasure together.

"Boom!"

He immediately made a decision and blew himself up to escape. The little mischievous hand made a treasure bottle seal, and a treasure bottle as white as a jade appeared in mid-air, inhaling Old Demon Fang along with his self-detonating magic weapon.

The vase shook lightly in mid-air, with the mouth facing downward. A strong essence qi immediately emanated, but in the blink of an eye, Old Demon Fang was refined into the most primordial Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

This is one of the forms of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill, cultivated to the extreme, and can even plunder the origin of the divine body holy body, which was created by the first Heaven Swallowing Emperor of the empress.

But the little naughty can't get past this kind of treasure technique that is somewhat similar to 'cannibalism', so he only cultivates to the beginning, and stops at a shallow taste.

The four immortals and the two powers, and a slashing king were destroyed and chopped down like this, suppressing a large number of people who were secretly observing.

It's not that the Holy Land Great Sects are unable to subdue this kind of combat power, but just for the sake of a treasure worth millions of catties, it is not worth it to offend an inexplicable terrorist force.

The Ji family, the contemporary Holy Lord of the Ji family, and a group of elders surrounded a saint-level Void Mirror replica, and what was shown in the mirror was the scene of Wang Dali and others.

He was about to put away this heirloom saint soldier when Shi Hao in the mirror suddenly raised his head and smiled at them.

Table tennis!

The next moment, the entire Void Mirror shattered from it. The shattered fragments slashed through the hands of the Holy Lord of the Ji Family, and blood flowed.

The face of the Holy Lord of the Ji family was full of horror, and he shattered a saint-level Void Mirror imitation from an unknown number of thousands of miles, even the ancient sages couldn't do it!

He immediately ordered: "Let the elders and disciples below remember the faces in the mirror, and be sure not to make enemies!" ”

Not only the Ji family, but the rest of the Holy Land Great Sect that used secret magic treasures to observe here all suffered varying degrees of losses. Either the treasure is destroyed, or there are casualties.

After getting rid of these henchmen, Wang Dali and the others returned to the Holy City. Led by the red dragons who had been there many times, they continued the tour as if nothing had happened.

During this period, there were successive Thunder Clan, Yin-Yang Sect, and the Purple Mansion Holy Land to send many treasures to Wang Dali and others to make amends. He smiled and accepted them one by one, and politely declined their invitations.

After visiting the holy city for more than ten days and experiencing some local characteristics, the group decided to explore the Purple Mountain.

The Purple Mountain is a huge mountain that towers next to the Holy City, and it can be seen from standing in the Holy City. It is surrounded by nine dragon veins that surround the moon with stars, leaving many legends in the holy city.

Some say it's the Emperor's dojo, others say it's the ancient royal family's retreat, and others say it's a yin spirit lair where a supreme king of the dead sleeps.

However, everyone agrees that this is a place of evil, and no one who enters will be able to return. In Mindy's words, a great place to explore.

For this reason, she also deliberately went to Duan De, a senior 'archaeologist'.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, scared the Dao Master to death!"

Duan De was cultivating in a secret realm, and in the blink of an eye, he was photographed in front of him by Wang Dali, and he quickly took out a pitch-black jar lid from the sea of bitterness and was about to sacrifice it.

When he found out that it was Wang Dali and several people, he put the lid back on.

After Mindy explained the current situation to him, Duan De suddenly became interested.

"No problem, wrap it up on Xiaodao!"

He took out a strange compass and circled around the purple mountain. After that, he took out a shovel and dug out a hidden passage in three times and two times, which is worthy of being a professional talent.

"This is supposed to be a source mine, now abandoned, it should be able to go in."

Although he said so, Duan De's legs were rooted in place. These are all big guys, and they don't need his little arms and legs to walk in front.

Everyone walked along the mine road, and soon felt that there was a thick yin qi around them, and even formed an illusion in the mine cave such as the Yin soldier borrowing the road, the Huangquan Road and the Nai He Bridge.

But after advancing for dozens of miles, a bright world actually appeared in front of me. There is no longer darkness in the ancient mine, and the soft brilliance flows, exuding a peaceful and holy atmosphere.

The crane chirped in midair, and the earth dragon lay lazily on the ground. A flock of firebirds flies by from the south, and all sorts of creatures hover and run.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, this time it really happened!"

Duan De's eyes lit up, and he took out his small shovel and dug around. This little shovel is also a treasure, at least it is also made by the power of Sendai.

These people around them are actually not living creatures, but the source qi of the divine source. If the source qi can be sufficient to transform so many creatures, then there must be a lot of divine sources here.

Sighing that this place is magical, Wang Dali and the others have no intention of digging the source. The ground was full of ashes, and like Duan De, he dug up a pile of bones as he dug up.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, the unscrupulous Taoist priest screamed. He didn't know what had been dug up. A colored sword aura slashed behind him, hurting his fat buttocks.

There was blood flowing out, and it was unbearable to look at it.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, if this sword qi is a little more off, Dao Master, I will be finished!"

At the end of the mine, there are two black holes, one yin and one yang, which form a Taiji diagram with the endless source qi. It was precisely because Duan De was walking too close that he was injured by a sword qi shot out of the Taiji diagram.

There are a lot of dry bones around, and the body is covered with sword marks, and the cause of death is self-evident.

"This is a natural killing array, and there is no shortage of powerful holy lords in the dry bones that have fallen."

Shi Hao glanced at Duan De amusedly, pointed out, and turned the Taiji diagram away.

"Shhh

Duan De reluctantly glanced at the source qi full of temptation around him, and continued to walk in with everyone with his buttocks twisted because of his injury.

There are bones everywhere here, from all ages. On the stone wall next to it, there are still words left by various characters who came to explore the Purple Mountain, a total of thirty-seven.

"Huh?"

Halfway through, Shi Hao suddenly let out a soft sigh, which frightened Duan De and immediately took out the lid of his small can, and a pair of eyes glanced around vigilantly.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Shi Hao shook his head, walked to a stone wall and asked.

"Who are you?"

"God-king...... Jiang is too empty. ”