"In fact, aside from those small realms that are basically no different from pastures, the core large realm of Xudu is the real ghost path holy land, which is roughly distributed with the five major ghost sects and twelve great ghost armies in the world, plus the most core of the Xudu City, forming nearly ninety percent of the power of the Huaxia Ghost Dao. And the Yin Emperor Dao, that is, one of the five sects of the Ghost Dao, one of the only two upper sects, is the main sect of the town army that has three guard-level ghost armies, namely the Beggar Army, the Gou Huo Army, and the Mourning Army!"

Putting down the teacup, Zhong Yao stared at Su Yu tightly and continued word by word.

"At the same time, it is also the primordial mother sect of the Heavenly Spirit Tianzun who tore through the underworld, cast the capital of Xudu, and achieved the Holy Land of the Ghost Dao!"

After saying it in one breath, the puppet master of the high level of Zhuji looked at the eyes of the young man in front of him without a trace of fluctuation, but after a cold in his heart for no reason, he swallowed his saliva, did not play any dumb riddles, and continued to add.

"Those ghost cultivators who are guarding around Miss Wu Yu now are actually elite ghost pawns, and there are eight ghost pawns in the foundation building realm, and one of them has even touched the edge of the ghost generals of the Inner Dan Realm, and it is also a full descendant in Kunlun! The most important thing is that these ghost pawn armors are clearly engraved with the begging military seal of the Qingyan Ghost Dove! With the prestige of the Yin Emperor Road and the arrogant attitude of these ghost pawns left behind, the possibility of camouflage by other ghost forces can basically be eliminated!"

After explaining it, he drank the tea in the cup with a dry mouth, Zhong Yao looked up and found Su Yu's gaze slightly lowered, and he hesitated to speak.

"Adults don't have to worry too much, they can leave so many elite ghost pawns, and the one who snatched Miss Chen must be a high-level ghost general of the Beggar Rong Army, this kind of existence naturally can't spend so much effort for a certain blood food, most of them are interested in Miss Chen's talent and introduced it into the Yin Emperor Sect, especially this kind of posture..."

"Maybe she'll be better off there!"

After receiving Zhong Yao's words, Su Yu's mouth was embarrassed, but the unwillingness in his heart burned more and more violently in vain.

"Let's go! Enough time for delay!"

The breath returned to indifference again, Su Yu glanced at the black of the sky, and after pulling an ugly sneer at the corner of his mouth, Zhong Yao, who had put everything away in an instant, got up and swept into the darkness together.

However, just as the light source in situ was about to dissipate the last bit of heat, a purple eye appeared out of thin air, staring silently at the direction where Su Yu and the others left.

As soon as his eyes turned, the clouds thousands of feet high in the sky, according to the two ends of the ink-black chessboard, after the boy smiled lightly and dropped the blackspots on his fingertips, his eyes swept over the light curtain on the left side of the chessboard, but the picture on it was pitch black under the light source, which was what the purple eyes saw by vision.

"Ten drops of Spirit Rhino Liquid, don't forget!"

The light smile turned into a bitter smile in vain, and the boy turned his head to look at the opposite side, and silently fell a thin Taoist man, and he couldn't see anything on his face except for the awe-inspiring sword intent.

"Aren't you afraid that he will hang up and break that ghost proverb of yours?"

"Who said, he is him!"

Glancing at the curtain, Jian Zun's face was gratuitous, but Kun Wu on the opposite side felt a rare smile in the eyes of the old friend, and the smile disappeared in a flash, Zhou Jianyi continued coldly.

"What's more, my disciple can only kill people!"

"When you are killed, the old man will send you a wreath!"

Pressed the corner of his eye that twitched a little, can only kill, that is, can not be killed, for the thing in front of him to pretend to be forced all the time, Kun Wu has not bothered to respond, and said directly.

"I can't even see through my spiritual vision, I can only kill people, I see, uh..."

Before the sarcasm was enough, Kun Wuzi's figure choked under the sudden collapse of the light curtain, and the last image was a cyan sword shadow flashing.

"Less crazy, more cultivation, if he cuts you, I won't help!"

This time, the corners of Jian Zun's mouth were filled with a hint of a smile, and he turned his head to glance at Kun Wuzi's ugly face, and his fluttering words once again made this Kunlun Venerable jump up in anger.

"Twenty drops of Spirit Rhino Liquid! I don't believe that the Qingyu Mansion is so wasteful, and the two descendants of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Can't handle your rabbit cub!"

"It's not enough, plus one green straw, don't take three or four kinds out to embarrass people, at least six!"

"Six, why do you think I'm Bai Qiang Tianzun!"

Three pieces of cyan burst out of his little face in vain, and Kun Wuzi continued to jump to his feet.

Qingqiao He is a kind of water-attribute spiritual rice, and the Qingqiao rice produced is a very good spiritual object for Shuimu monks, although the daily use is not as good as the spiritual power of the spirit stone, but it is gentle and gentle, and long-term consumption can continue to enhance the strength of the body. It's just that under normal circumstances, Qingqiao He will naturally wither after producing rice, and only a very small number will mutate under the stimulation of the aura, rejuvenate and take root again, produce higher quality Qingqiao rice and then wither, and repeat the cycle, and the quality of the produced spiritual rice will be higher and higher with rebirth.

Even at the beginning of the three, the aura that Qingqiao rice can provide is almost the same as that of the spirit stone, and the increase in the flesh is comparable to some low-level refining elixirs, but correspondingly starting from the three, the regeneration of Qingqiao He has been rare, and the six kinds of Qingqiao He will be sealed once they appear, no longer producing rice, but as a high-level spiritual plant to conceive, with the heritage of Kunlun, more than six kinds of Qingqiao He have only saved dozens of plants.

If I lose, the jar of jade monkey wine will give you half a catty!"

"Two pounds!"

"Deal!"

"Tsk, it's going to be less!"

Swallowing his saliva, Kungo regretted it for half a second, and then sneered.

"Qingqiao He's method of dealing with the pulse heart, except for our Kunlun, who else dares to play 100% package tickets! or..."

"Dan Qingzi, you still owe me a favor!"

Coldly, Jian Zun ignored Kun Wu Shanshan's expression, waved his hand and threw out a cyan wooden strip-like object to float in front of the two of them, staring at the wooden strip for a moment, and suddenly grinned.

"It's really more and more pleasantly surprised, from another point of view, he is indeed a genius comparable to a trip!"

"So you, do you still choose Monday soup!"

Pouting, Kun Wuzi sat down with a blank face.

"With what you won by gambling on one disciple's life, forging a sword for another disciple to continue the destiny of heaven, you are really a good teacher!"

"Heaven is impermanent, using a sword to kill a way is the only way to cultivate the sword, if you think I'm not a good teacher, you can kill me with a sword!

"I've always felt that if you are in the Demon Dao, you may be able to regain the glory of the Blood Burning Ancestor!"

The eyebrows were finely adjusted, Kun Wu was half-lying, and the clouds under him automatically derived a soft bed to drag, squinting at the sword venerable with an indifferent face.

"I'm not a lover, I shouldn't burn blood!"

Zhou Jianyi looked stunned, and then he still took care of himself, and Kun Wuzi on the opposite side was silent for a while.