"You now have eight heads, and with the four on the earth, aren't you enough? Yang Xihongjun pointed to the corpse on the ground and said to Chi Congyun.

"Miss Yang is wrong, I didn't only have these few before, I have already collected a full two hundred, enough for me to go down to the fifth layer. Chi Congyun said with a smile, 200 human heads represent 200 fresh lives, but listening to his tone, he is very normal, and he doesn't have any burden in his heart.

"Why do you kill these people when you have enough heads? Han Xue asked.

"Girl, you can't blame me for this, these people took the initiative to find me, I have to take revenge, I am not a person who is used to being slaughtered, I can only resist. It's that they are not as good as others, and they deserve to die. Chi Congyun flattened his mouth, speaking as if he was the victim himself.

"Then what about the heads you collected, will they not suspect them if they are handed over to others for safekeeping?" asked Yang Xihongjun.

"Where are there still people, those stupid people who were either killed by me, or entered other entrances, they have nothing to do with me anymore. Chi Congyun turned around and came to the back of the stone tablet and took out an earthy yellow cloth bag, but from the outside, it was impossible to tell that it could hold two hundred heads.

Zhang Xiaoshan exclaimed: "Could it be that this is a Qiankun bag?"

Chi Congyun sneered: "I didn't expect Brother Jiang to know about the Qiankun bag, yes, this is the most precious treasure on my body!" He tied the Qiankun bag around his waist while taking out his own orb and staring nervously at Zhang Xiaoshan and the others.

Qiankun is a kind of magic weapon for space storage, the shape is not limited to bags, but also clothes, utensils, jewelry, and even weapons, all kinds of things. As for its refining methods, there is nothing unusual, it is depicted in many classics such as refining, but the materials required are extremely rare, and a kind of demon beast "mirage" is needed when refining, but the number of this kind of demon beast is very small, and most of them hide in inaccessible places, so treasures such as Qiankun bags are very rare, and once they appear, they will attract crazy competition.

Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the nervous and vigilant Chi Congyun, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Chi, please rest assured, we are also acquainted, and we are not ready to take the treasure!"

Chi Congyun smiled faintly, and arched his hand: "Brother Jiang is really talented, since this is the case, Brother Fool will go first, you and I will meet again in the future!" Before leaving, he pointed to the corpse on the ground and said to Yang Xihongjun: "Miss Yang, you and I had an appointment before, you owe me a favor, just now you helped me fight the enemy, this promise will be fulfilled." These four heads will be given to Miss Yang and Brother Jiang, you still need a lot of heads, let's hurry up, don't say much, a few of you have left!" After speaking, Chi Congyun strode towards the pagoda.

"Xiaoshan, how can you promise this little devil not to forcibly take away his Qiankun bag?" Yang Xihongjun wondered. With the strength of the four of them and the spirit treasure they obtained not long ago, if they really want to fight, there is a great chance that they will be able to kill Chi Congyun directly.

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled helplessly, the pain in his heart was only clear to him, before he figured out why he lost his mana. With the mana of his own Qi cultivation period, he must avoid fighting with others.

"Auntie, in this cave mansion, there are many spiritual treasures, and although the Qiankun bag is rare, it is not worth fighting for!" He had to find a far-fetched reason!

Seeing this, Yang Xihongjun shook his head slightly.

"Auntie, what should we do next?" Zhang Xiaoshan immediately changed the subject.

"Didn't that little devil just now introduce the distribution of this Xuanshui Mansion, we are also going to the fifth layer of the Soul Realm!" Yang Xihongjun said categorically.

"We don't have a head. Zhang Xiaoshan reminded.

"We can't believe everything that little devil says, and we have no other way but to keep going. Yang Xihongjun said.

A few people were about to move forward, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the corpses on the ground and asked, "Auntie, how to dispose of these four corpses, let them be here?"

"Well, these people will die because I waited, so let's bury them. Soon, there were four more graves under the stele.

Zhang Xiaoshan stood in front of the grave and thought to himself: "Several, I don't know your names, and it is also a matter of rights and interests to place you here, but fortunately, the scenery here is still quiet, and you and other brothers also have company with each other, and they will not be lonely.

"Xiao Shanzi, what do you want?" asked Yang Xihongjun.

"It's nothing, auntie, let's go!" a few people walked along the crooked path, through the white mist, and a magnificent pagoda sat on a jade-paved square, in front of which many people had gathered, and they were divided into two distinct groups, arguing violently about something.

The group on the left was more numerous, looking at one or two hundred people, although they were dressed differently, they were obviously all children of the human race, led by a man dressed gorgeously and holding a long sword, his face was a little dark, and his stature was a little short, but his body exuded a majestic bearing. Zhang Xiaoshan used his spiritual sense to find out, and among the more than 100 people, more than half of them were untouchable, indicating that the realm of these people was higher than his own, and the lowest was also the foundation building period.

On the other side, there were more than fifty people, all of them with strange appearances, and many of them also had distinct racial characteristics, and they turned out to be a group of demon cultivators. The leader was a tall and burly blue-faced man with many strange thorns on his head, and he couldn't tell what race he was for a while.

The two sides spoke fiercely, but fortunately, they were both jealous of each other, and they restrained each other for a while, and there was no fight.

Both parties discovered Zhang Xiaoshan and his party, and found that it was just a teenager and three girls in the Qi Transformation Period, and the highest was only a girl in the early stage of foundation building, and they didn't care too much, just a group of adventurers who came to try their luck.

Yang Xihongjun recognized his acquaintance at a glance, he pointed to the man with the sword, and greeted: "Song Jinrong, it turned out to be you." How did you come here. ”

The man named Song Jinrong looked at Yang Xihongjun, showed a surprised expression, and said, "This girl, you know me!"

"You martial idiot, I'm Yang Xi Hongjun! You don't even recognize me. Yang Xihongjun leaned into Zhang Xiaoshan's ear and said: "Song Jinrong is the master of the younger generation of our four major clans, and he is equal to your father's strength, but he is a little wooden, and he is obsessed with martial arts, and is nicknamed Song Wuluo." ”

Song Jinrong showed a suddenly realized expression, and said with a simple smile: "It turned out to be the younger sister of the Yang family, but I have some impressions." Huh!"

"Why are you here?" asked Yang Xihongjun.

Song Jinrong pointed to several men behind him, smiled, and introduced: "These are my friends, this time they invited me to come here to look for treasures, and I didn't have anything to do in the family, so I came over together." ”

Zhang Xiaoshan felt that this Song Jinrong was quite honest and straightforward.

The blue-faced man of the demon clan on the opposite side suddenly said, "Song family boy, our agreement doesn't count. ”

Song Jinrong was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Oh, count, count, I don't know which of you came first." Then he explained to Yang Xihongjun: "Sister Xian will wait a while, we will try to compete with these demon friends first." ”

Zhang Xiaoshan casually found someone to ask, and knew what happened, it turned out that both the shemale and ladyboy clans had to enter the Xuanjing Building, but neither side wanted the other party to be advanced, and after arguing for a long time, it was decided that there were five masters on each side, and five people on both sides played at the same time, and whoever won was advanced.

In addition to the blue-faced man, there are also two banshees with offspring beast tails and bewitching figures, and a thin man with sharp horns, and the last one is a standing big lizard.

On the other side of the human race, Song Jinrong was the only one, he looked at it for a long time, and said to Yang Xihongjun: "Sister Xian, there are exactly four of you, let's make up the number, you don't need to do it." ”

When the five demon clan masters on the opposite side heard this, they were immediately angry and scolded. This Song Jinrong is clearly the five masters of the demon clan who have not looked at it.

Song Jinrong smiled and said, "Don't be angry, five to five is very fair!" After speaking, the sword in his hand flew into the air with a "pop", flashing with a cold light.

The five demon clan masters on the opposite side hurriedly performed their own skills and prepared to fight.

Song Jinrong snorted lightly: "Fengtian Sword Formation." The sword in mid-air suddenly turned into countless clones, like a swift wind and thunder, trapping the five demon clan masters on the opposite side in the sword array. If he wanted to kill a few demons, he could do it almost immediately, but he just trapped a few demons and didn't really use a killing move.

The blue-faced man in the sword array spat out a mouthful of green mist, and unexpectedly conjured up the prototype, which turned out to be a cyan python with a thick bowl mouth and a length of four or five meters. A violent spark was stirred.

The remaining demons also turned into prototypes, two foxes, a gecko, and an unknown sharp-horned monster, and the combined efforts of several demons can also compete with the Fengtian Sword Array.

Song Jinrong's face did not change, his fingers twisted slightly, and he said: "Lock!"

The flying swords suddenly joined together, like a large net, trapping several demons firmly in it.

Song Jinrong warned: "If a few Taoist friends don't admit defeat again, Song will be closed." ”

The cyan python spat out and said, "Don't say more, I won't surrender." "Purple poison spat out of his mouth, trying to corrupt the sword.

Song Jinrong raised his hands flat and shouted, "That is the case, a few Hughes have to blame me!" accompanied by a sound of "Seal!" The sword array like a large net emitted a violent light, and it shrank suddenly, and although the demon clan trapped inside tried to resist, it was still divided into pieces. With the five demons dying at the same time, the sword showed its original form, still flying in the air.

Song Jinrong pointed with his right hand, and the sword returned to his hand, and the field was already filled with a strong smell of blood, and in just three moves, Song Jinrong slashed the five demons, and his strength was terrifying.

The demon clan cultivator on the opposite side showed a frightened gaze and stared at Song Jinrong tightly, for fear that he would summon the sword again.

Song Jinrong looked at the demons and said: "Everyone, even if it is a competition, there must always be winners and losers, and Song also won the light, I don't think others can say anything." He pointed to the entrance of the pagoda, and then said: "According to the regulations, we should enter first, I don't know if you have any objections." ”