On the other side of the Imperial Spirit Sect, on top of a mountain peak, there were also two people talking about something, but they were different from Liang Rui's visit to the Imperial Spirit Sect, they seemed to be going away. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old man was bald, with a mustache, and the experience of this time had made him a lot older, and the ravines in the folds of his eyes were deeper, and he took a deep look at another mountain.

As far as the eye could see, there were intricately entrenched red spiked plants, piercing through the void and hanging upside down and wriggling in all corners of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

On one of the main trunks, a stout middle-aged man held a large red gourd in his hand, gulping wine, the middle-aged man's face was haggard, and his sadness was like the wine in the gourd, as if he could never finish it.

Xie Ding sighed heavily, and every time he glanced at Lei Zhuang's decadence, his heart trembled, and he simply turned around and stopped looking.

Xie Ding asked the young man beside him, "Senior Nephew Xia, let's go." ”

Xie Ding and Xia Feng's figures gradually faded away, doing what they each thought they should do.

In the middle of this continent, there is a sea, called Tianhehai, from south to north, countless tributaries run through the entire continent, Jiang Zhong was involved in a tributary because of an accident, and miraculously appeared in the Arctic ice spring and was rescued.

This sea has never lacked secrets.

In the middle of the Zhu Yan domain, there is just the end of a tributary that stops abruptly here, the sea birds fly all over the sky, looking up at several floating continents that cannot see the edge in the sky, this is where the Tianzhou Mountain is located, countless large and small palace-like buildings are scattered, forming the entire Zhu Yan Domain Palace.

In the underground palace of a round tower-like building, an old man with white hair sat on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, and behind the old man was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the middle-aged man lowered his hands and bowed his head, as if waiting for the old man's instructions.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and said lightly, "Has the Yan Domain Envoy sent back the news?"

The middle-aged man replied: "Not yet, it seems that the Yan Domain Envoy has already left the Zhu Yan Domain, and the disciple used his natal jade slip to perform the tracking secret technique, and the sensing is weak, and he can only roughly detect the direction of the Yan Domain Envoy, and he is very likely to be in the Evil Domain at this moment." ”

The old man was silent for a moment, and said: "Send someone to find it, no matter if that Niu Fan escapes to the ends of the earth, he must find out, this person ...... Kill. ”

The middle-aged man answered the order, and then withdrew.

The white-haired old man suddenly had a cold light in his eyes, and muttered, "No matter who you are, if you want to seek revenge on my Yinhua Mountain, you must die." ”

The white-haired old man had a pinch in his hand, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the candle flame in the entire underground palace was instantly extinguished, and the surroundings were pitch black.

"Disciple greets the master. The white-haired old man's respectful voice came from the darkness.

As soon as the white-haired old man's voice fell, he saw a green light suddenly appear in the darkness, and a strange chatter came from within, like the grumbling of a fierce soul and a ghost.

The green light tore a hole in the void, and countless stinking green hands stretched out from the inside, trying to pull everything outside into it, and the hole was actually a passage made of countless stumps and broken remains, and the other end seemed to lead to the Netherworld.

A hoarse and cold voice came from inside the passage, "What are you looking for me for?"

Yin Huashan replied: "Qi Qi Master, as the master expected, the Imperial Spirit Ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect has not really returned to the ruins, and has now been born. ”

After a moment of silence, a hoarse voice sounded again: "I know, don't provoke that old man of the Imperial Spirit, the time is not yet ripe." The voice paused slightly, and then continued: "When the gate of heaven is opened, it is the time when your true immortal fate comes, before that, try to protect yourself wisely, and in the event of a catastrophe, the teacher cannot guarantee that he can protect you." ”

Yin Huashan kowtowed and said, "Disciple, remember." ”

The hoarse voice explained a few more words, and then with the green light flashing again, the entire underground palace returned to normal, and the strangest thing was that the surrounding candles were not extinguished, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

Niu Fan didn't know that Zhu Yanyu Palace was like a giant spider crawling on a spider's web, already poking out its claws in all directions, looking for his whereabouts.

Niu Fan would not have thought that he had only picked up a few treasures in a treasure mountain, which had already caused quite a stir in the evil domain, and Song Lao Mo's behavior of exploding treasures did not affect only one place, but many places, pitting many monks, and likewise, attracting a lot of salivating people to come.

Niu Fan followed Long Lie's guidance, and landed on a stone platform protruding from the cliff, there is an abandoned monk's cave here, the formation that hides the entrance of the cave has failed for a long time, and the surrounding vines and moss are dense, and after Niu Fan cleaned it up, and strengthened the original formation, he decided to temporarily hide here for a while.

First, he wanted to avoid Yan Yangbo's pursuit, and secondly, he felt that it was too easy to pick up treasures, and he always felt that something was wrong, and he was worried that someone would come to him to ask for an account.

The cave is not big, there is only one stone couch inside, but it is very bright, and the walls are inlaid with a lot of yang stones that can shine.

Niu Fan sat on the stone couch, took off a storage bag around his waist, and opened it.

His mind moved, and three streamers flew out of the storage bag and landed in front of him, a piece of cloth, a pair of armor, and a bronze lamp.

The cloth was black, the armor was aqua blue, and the bronze lamp was a little strange, the bean-sized lamp was blue, neither flashing nor jumping, as if it would never be extinguished.

The clothes on Niu Fan's chest were agitated, and with a "whoosh", a small black flag flew out, and after a dripping turn, the old figure of Huang Daoyou appeared, and the small flag was pinned to his waist decently.

Huang Daoyou's eyes were shining, and his figure, which was about a foot high, was holding his hands behind his back, circling around a few treasures, and his mouth was "tsk......t" non-stop.

Niu Fan asked, "Uncle Huang, what do you see?"

Huang Daoyou stroked his soul beard, and the old god said in the ground: "These treasures are good, virtuous nephew, you see, just take this armor as an example, uncle, I have never seen a magic weapon that has not been injected with mana can emit such a strong treasure light, and then look at my broken flag, my broken flag should be a low-grade spiritual weapon, this armor is incredible...... It's amazing, to say the least, it has reached the level of a medium-grade spiritual treasure. ”

Niu Fan felt that there was some truth when he heard it, so he asked again: "Then what do you do with this roll of cloth and this lamp?" The effect of the armor is clear at a glance, and the effect of the bronze lamp can basically be judged when he injects mana later, but the black cloth, Niu Fan really can't see what use it can be.

Although the black cloth looks like it is surrounded by precious light and has an extraordinary charm, you can't use a roll of cloth to attack the enemy or put it on defense.

Huang Daoyou thought for a while, and said: "In my opinion, this lamp is the same as my broken flag, it is used to attack the enemy, and it may really be able to burn a few enemies by blowing air, as for this cloth...... " He paused slightly, touched the small flag pinned to his waist, and continued: "...... This cloth may be the material used to refine the magic weapon, just like the bunting cloth of my flag. ”