The quaint round ball was suspended above the Black Poison Swamp, and the huge figure in it, like a giant, quietly looked down on Xiao Yang, and the silk threads danced wildly around it.

In an instant, the huge round ball, under Xiao Yang's gaze, quickly shrunk, and turned into an ancient seed, the shell of the ancient seed, engraved with complex runes, and an extremely vast spiritual power emanated from it.

At this moment, there is no trace of desolation in the body of the life in the ancient species.

Stroking the runes around the ancient species, Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately smiled faintly.

As long as you follow the instructions of the wooden plaque and find a way to break the runes on the surface of the ancient species, this extremely hard shell will automatically split, and the spirit beasts inside will no longer be bound.

Just when Xiao Yang walked out of this quagmire according to the route carved by the wooden plaque.

The other side of the Holy Poison Mountain.

Two figures, silently moving along the mountain road, one of the young people, with a warm smile on his face, can easily win the favor of others.

And the woman behind him, dressed in a fiery red shirt, is particularly conspicuous, with her extremely pure and pretty face, revealing a different kind of temptation.

The occasional mountain breeze gently lifted the hair on the woman's forehead, revealing a delicate red lotus imprint, which made the woman's attractiveness exponentially increase.

This woman is Tang Honglian.

"Zhong Mu, does the Flame Misty Lotus really grow in this kind of place?"

Her beautiful eyes swept over the thin poisonous mist around her, and Tang Honglian's pretty face was a little puzzled.

The young man in front, named Zhong Mu, is a member of the Zhong family of the Lingchuan Empire, when he was a child, he was almost killed by a fifth-order nirvana-level spirit beast, and the head of the Tang family, Tang Yancheng, happened to be passing by, so he rescued him.

At that time, the head of the Zhong family, Zhong Jue, was also a sixth-order spirit pane, so the families of the two different empires became close friends.

A few days ago, Tang Honglian, who was fighting with the desolate beasts in a corner of the Great Wilderness Ancient Land, received a message from Zhong Mu, saying that on this Holy Poison Mountain, there was a four-grade elixir Yanwu Lotus, and Tang Honglian, who was overjoyed, immediately rushed over.

"Sister Honglian, can't you still trust me?" Zhong Mu turned his head, and the smile on his face was quite comfortable.

"Of course I can believe it, but this is the Holy Poison Mountain, and the Fire Attribute Flame Mist Lotus can grow in this environment?" Tang Honglian said curiously.

"Don't worry, just follow me, in order to guard that Flame Mist Lotus, even my Thunder Feather Eagle stayed nearby. Zhong Mu smiled.

Hearing this, Tang Honglian was no longer suspicious and followed closely behind Zhong Mu.

Her current strength is at the peak of the eighth-order spirit master, but no matter how she cultivates, she is stuck at this stage and cannot advance an inch.

The eighth-order Blazing Red Lotus, the conditions for breaking through are very harsh, only by refining the extremely precious Flame Mist Lotus can the sixth lotus petal be condensed, break through the ninth-order lord level, and then achieve nirvana.

Therefore, as soon as she heard the news about the Yanwu Lotus, Tang Honglian immediately rushed to the foot of the Holy Poison Mountain at the fastest speed and joined Zhong Mu.

The speed of the two of them was very fast, and it only took less than a quarter of an hour to come to a valley.

The scope of the Holy Poison Mountain is very large, and there are dozens of similar valleys, to say the least.

"Wait......"

Stepping into the valley, Tang Honglian's pretty face suddenly became slightly solemn, and the air here actually had a faint smell of blood.

Moreover, this aura is extremely close to the Blood Crying Eagle of the Blood Eagle Pavilion!

Turning her head suddenly, Tang Honglian's pupils shrank and saw that several young people with joking faces had firmly blocked the entrance to the valley, and looked at her as if they were looking at a weak sheep.

"Huh!"

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in mid-air, and a blood-colored eagle-shaped spirit beast suddenly flashed out, and above the blood eagle, a young man with a slightly pale face was staring at Tang Honglian with a smile.

Looking at that appearance, who else could there be besides Wu Lang?

"Zhong Mu, come back quickly!" Tang Honglian's pretty face was slightly anxious, she didn't expect that she would meet Wu Lang in such a place, her luck was really bad.

However, Zhong Mu ignored Tang Honglian's soft cry, and instead ran straight to the bottom of the Blood Crying Eagle.

"Angkor, I brought the people. Zhong Mu said in a low manner, and between his words, the meaning of flattery was very strong.

"Well done, you can follow my men in the future. Wu Lang smiled and waved his hand, Zhong Mu suddenly seemed to be flattered, and obediently flashed to the side, but his head kept hanging down, not looking at Tang Honglian.

"Zhongmu, you ......"

An unconcealable anger surged into her heart, and Tang Honglian's pretty face couldn't help but be a little cold.

If it weren't for her father Tang Yancheng, Zhong Mu would have died under the claws of a fourth-order Nirvana-level spirit beast, and now, in order to get Wu Lang's protection, Zhong Mu betrayed her without hesitation!

"Red Lotus, we meet again. ”

Jumping down from the back of the Blood Crying Eagle, Wu Lang said affectionately, when he raised his head, he just wanted to say something, but he only saw Tang Honglian, who had already walked out of ten zhang away, and only a beautiful back appeared in his sight.

"Get out of the way!"

Walking in front of the few young people blocking the valley mouth, Tang Honglian said with a cold face.

"Hehe, beauty, don't be in such a hurry, Angkor doesn't speak, we don't dare to let it." ”

"That's it, Angkor will kill us, haha. ”

Several young people looked at Tang Honglian unscrupulously, with their innocent faces and coquettish red lotus imprints, if it weren't for Wu Lang's presence, the desires in their hearts might drive them to burst out of the most primitive impulses of men.

"Red Lotus, don't forget, this is not Snow City. ”

In front of so many people, he was unceremoniously disgraced, a touch of darkness flashed in the depths of Wu Lang's eyes, and he immediately laughed again, and in his laughter, he was full of pride: "Now, I am a ninth-order spirit master, and the Spirit Exploration Tablet ranks thirty-seventh, as long as you follow me, no one can move you." ”

After entering the Great Wilderness Ancient Land, Wu Lang's breakthrough speed can be described as superb, almost unhindered, and he was promoted to the eighth-order spirit master.

A few days ago, on a cliff, Wu Lang found an egg of a Nirvana-level Blood Crying Eagle, and after being swallowed by his Blood Crying Eagle, the bloodline in his body was stimulated, and he even broke through to the ninth order!

The rapid breakthrough speed made Wu Lang feel a sense of pride in his heart.

Coupled with Bai Qi behind him, Wu Lang believed that even if it was Yan Sheng, he would not dare to make a move on him.

"Wu Lang, I have nothing to do with you, let me go quickly, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge. Tang Honglian said coldly.

Hearing this, Wu Lang's face rose with a touch of anger, he thought that after showing his strength, Tang Honglian would change his attitude and obediently follow him, but the latter's cold attitude made his pride be shattered in an instant.

"Hehe, it has nothing to do with me, it has something to do with Xiao Yang's waste, right?"

Gritting his teeth tightly, a cruel smile gradually rose on Wu Lang's face: "Since you don't know what to do, then I don't have to pretend anymore, Tang Honglian, this is all your own fault!"

When the words fell, Wu Lang had a thick lewdness on his face, and he looked at Tang Honglian, who was flustered, and pressed away.

(End of chapter)