The six of them were on the road, all of them were inner disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect, proficient in the art of imperial swords, and each stepped on the spirit weapon flying sword, and flew over like a rainbow towards the southwest direction.

The flying escape technique of the imperial sword must be to the innate realm, and the use of spiritual weapons flying swords can be done, most of them are the necessary techniques of the sword cultivation disciples, if they are replaced by other sects, some imperial swords, most of them are imperial weapons, and there are also flying spiritual weapons such as wind flags and boats.

Qin Yu found that the speed of the sword's flight was about the same as the speed of riding a snow eagle, griffin, cloud crane and other spirit birds, and it also consumed spiritual power, but most of the innate monks loved face, and they could fly with the sword, and no one was willing to take the flying bird anymore, which was very inconvenient.

The six of them flew out fifty thousand miles, stopping in front of a mountain range, a mountain range in the southwest corner where the wild forest bordered the swampy area.

Except for Qin Yu, the other four people didn't know what kind of secret realm they were going to, and some people guessed that it might be a celestial phenomenon, or a place like the tomb of the god or a cave, or it could be a disappearing monument.

After Concubine Luo Yu stopped, she used the communication bead to contact the people of the Luo family, and led the five of them to advance for more than ten miles, and outside a primeval jungle, she saw more than ten innate monks, eight of whom were mercenaries and six were innate monks who were trained and rehired by the Luo family.

There was also a person wearing a purple robe, covering his head and face, extremely mysterious, it was a master of the Purple Mansion Realm of the Luo family.

"Miss, you've arrived. ”

Concubine Luo Yu said politely to the purple-robed monk, "Uncle Zhao, you are here too." ”

Zhao Changhai is a close master of the Luo family, who was originally cultivated by the city lord Luo Yunlie and provided resources before cultivating to the Purple Mansion Realm, and has always been a loyal leader of the Luo family.

"We're all together, let's hit the road. ”

"Okay, let's go!"

The team was about to enter the primeval forest, and since it was still far away, it was necessary to continue to rush deeper into the forest.

Zhao Changhai was dressed in a purple robe, and he didn't use the magic weapon of the mission, and a rainbow light came out from his feet, rising in the sky and rushing into the sky above the mountains and forests.

The others followed suited with swords and weapons.

However, after only flying 20,000 miles, he was forced to land in the forest, because from time to time he found that there were flying birds and demons in the Innate Realm and even the Purple Mansion Realm, such as the Golden Flame Eagle, the Thunder Eagle, and the Qingyunpeng Circle, hovering in the sky, like an air overlord, several times to surround and kill.

Moreover, the Terran monks, flying at high altitudes, have too obvious targets, and they are easy to be discovered by some Purple Mansion demons who raise their heads and attack and kill, which is impossible to prevent.

"From here to the destination, there are at least eight thousand miles, and there are a lot of demon beasts along the way, this is the border area between the wild forest and the Yunmeng swamp, full of many unknowns, everyone should be careful, last time, several of our Purple Mansion Realm monks came to explore the location together, and they all fled in embarrassment. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all a little surprised, several Purple Mansion monks fled in embarrassment, and their group of innate monks was even more difficult to stop.

"Concubine Yu, why didn't your Luo family send a few more Purple Mansion monks over?" Pang Ye asked.

Concubine Luo Yu was a little bored in her heart, because of this question, he couldn't figure it out himself, it can be seen that his IQ and EQ are nothing more than that, but he just has a body of cultivation and skin.

"There are only a few Purple Mansion monks in the Luo family, which is the foundation of the family's strength, and it is impossible to send them all easily, otherwise, the Luo family will be in trouble. She said very implicitly, in fact, the current situation of the Luo family is not optimistic, the entire Nancang County, located in the southern border of the Great Qin Kingdom, has three major generations, the emperor is far away, and he does not obey the control of the imperial court, he is a vassal king, and conflicts with each other.

Now Luo Yunlie is attacking the realm of Fake Dan, leaving all the family strength in Luoling City, and he does not dare to release it.

Concubine Luo Yu did the opposite, precisely because, the other two families paid attention to Luoling City, she brought some innate masters to find the Huashen Cave Mansion, but she was able to hide from the Cao family and the Situ family, after all, getting a hundred trick golden pill would have too much impact, once Luo Yunlie broke through the Jiedan realm, he could definitely dominate one side, and it was not difficult to annex Nancang County.

Between each of the great secret realms, the difference in strength is huge, like a gap across the heavens.

All the innate cultivators, seeing the back of Zhao Changhai, a Purple Mansion monk, all had a feeling of extreme danger, and it was difficult to resist his full blow.

Deep in the forest and ancient trees, there is no road, there are towering trees everywhere, rotten branches and leaves, thickly paved on the ground, tree vines, grass messed together, the sun is blocked by the canopy, mottled and scattered stars, the light is very poor, there is constantly the roar of demon beasts, one after another, a primitive and wild breath is coming.

The more you go inside, the worse the weather becomes, the dense fog is misty, the dark clouds are rolling, the black wind is gusting, and a very cold yin wind is blowing, and everyone feels a little trembling.

"Roar-" A piercing tiger roar, piercing through the golden cracked stones, filled with huge energy fluctuations, shaking the air and shaking the woods.

Everyone tensed up, and they all sacrificed their weapons, and between the brakes, several huge shapes burst out from the dense ancient forest, coming and going like the wind, and their bodies were covered in red light and colored scale armor.

"Golden Python Tiger, Level 3 Demon Beast!"

Everyone saw the golden python tiger covered with golden scale armor and flashing red light, this tiger is a strange beast of heaven and earth, legend has it that in ancient times, the python that knew how to cultivate and the red flame tiger were mixed with different species, and there was a certain inheritance memory, and he slowly knew how to cultivate his vitality at an early age, and he could swallow flames.

Five or six golden python tigers, forming a semi-arc to block the way, staring at the tiger, fierce and monstrous, the fierce light stared at the human cultivators who broke into the mountain range, roaring, full of murderous aura.

At the same time, from the other side, a strange snake appeared, all red, with two bodies, six legs and four wings, and the scales were very strange.

"Oh my God, it's a fat relic, the remnant of an ancient beast!" someone exclaimed.

Zhao Changhai's face changed and said: "This fat relic has broken through the Purple Mansion Realm, the fourth-level demon, even if it is only the early stage, I may not be able to resist, I can only hold on for a moment, you fight quickly, and then hurry up to the destination, I will break the back!"

The situation has become complicated, the twenty monks of the Innate Realm, including mercenaries, disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect, and guards of the Luo family, staring at the five or six golden python tigers, all with fierce breaths, are basically in the middle or late congenital stage, and they are more ferocious than the monks of the same level.

"Roar!" After the golden python tiger roared, the mountain cliff that shook seemed to tremble, and a fierce wind blew in the mountains and forests, mixed with bursts of bloody and ferocious aura.

Several golden python tigers spread their fangs and began to attack.

"A bunch of brutes, look for death!"

"Kill—"

The twenty innate cultivators all activated the spirit weapons, pinched the sword trick and spell seal, and bombarded those golden python tigers.

A mercenary captain named Mu Yi bore the brunt of the attack, waving his long knife to meet him, striking like thunder, slashing with a big knife, as fast as thunder.

Other monks in the late and mid-congenital stages were not to be outdone, and broke out with the sword technique of the top-level Xuangong, and some even used the small magic technique, the sword was sharp, and the palm prints were like a mountain, roaring out.

"Crash!"

Fierce collision, head-to-head, bursting bursts of explosions, in the terrifying energy light, you can vaguely see the sword and palm prints like a match, through the heaven and earth within a radius of ten zhang, the fire-breathing beast continues to impact, and the terrifying aura that erupts continues to ripple in this mountain forest.