The dense woods, towering trees rising from the ground, originally at noon, but only scattered light spots in the forest.

At this time, a figure in a cyan robe shuttled by, the speed was extremely fast, and in a short time, the figure came to the side of a large lake.

The person who came was Dongfang Mo, who spent several days working hard and going around in a big circle, and changed direction from time to time during the period, wanting to see if there was anyone chasing behind him.

It wasn't until this day that I finally came to the big lake without danger, and the steep cliffs in the distance were clearly visible, and I suddenly showed a happy look.

However, after a little contemplation, his figure jumped, and once again submerged into a big tree, the wood escape technique in this place where the wood spirit is abundant, the faint effect is excellent, I saw him sitting cross-legged on the branch, his body is almost integrated with the surrounding green, even if someone is close, it is absolutely difficult to find.

And so it sat for three hours, until night. There was still no movement, and it didn't seem like someone was coming, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time dodged and jumped down, reached into the storage bag, and took out a small miniature boat in the shape of leaves.

This is a low-level water attribute magic weapon that he finally found in Beizhuifang City after visiting the three fang markets of the outer gate, although this magic weapon does not have any offensive or defensive effect, but it is better to be able to travel through the water at a rapid speed, and it cost him 1,500 spirit stones to get it, which is comparable to the price of a medium-level magic weapon, which makes him extremely painful.

At this time, I saw that his mana was injected into the boat, and the leaf-shaped boat instantly expanded, and finally turned into a length of one zhang and fell into the water.

With a slight jump, he stood on top of the boat, and at the same time stomped on the soles of his feet, the mana was agitated, and the boat suddenly shot forward, and in the next moment, his body staggered, almost unstable.

He didn't expect the speed of this boat to be so fast, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

When he rose, he stepped on the soles of his feet, and the boat suddenly drilled underwater, and even opened a thin layer of Gang Qi to envelop it, separating the surrounding lake, but in this case, the degree of mana consumption in his body increased by more than three times, and then it surfaced again.

Dongfang Mo was extremely satisfied with this, and the cost of these 1,500 spirit stones was not wronged.

So he quickened his speed and went to the bottom of the cliff, and by the faint moonlight, he soon found the hole where a special mark was made, and when he looked around, there was nothing abnormal, so he instantly drilled into it and went to the depths.

And in Nanchuifang City, at this time, Wu Bicha was looking at the stone mirror in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched from time to time.

There was no other reason, just because the speed of this Dongfang Momu Escape technique was too fast, although it would stop from time to time, or suddenly change direction, but the robe disciple behind him always fell dozens of miles away, and it was difficult to catch up.

"It's cunning."

Wu Bicha naturally saw that Dongfang Mo must be worried that there would be people chasing after him, so he stopped from time to time all the way, and he was deliberately circling in circles, but as long as there was that blood mark, no matter how he ran, he couldn't escape his eyes.

"A person with no background at all, and only a C-grade Mu Linggen qualification, who has been out for half a year, not only has his cultivation risen sharply, but he is also generous, I want to see what opportunities you have."

So Ubicha continued to look at the red dots on the stone mirror, and only when the robed monk got closer and closer to the center of the lake, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the dark river, Dongfang Mo urged the leaf-shaped boat under his feet, and the speed was extremely fast, but only half a cup of tea work, and he came to the place where the dry bones were piled up.

When he arrived here, he could already feel bursts of aura coming, and he didn't need to deliberately operate the magic at all, and the abundant aura between his breaths had already penetrated into his body.

After rounding a corner in front of him, a soft white light came to his face again, even though he had already been mentally prepared, Dongfang Mo still had a rapid heartbeat and a shortness of breath.

At this time, with a wave of his hand, several spirit stones were taken off by him, put them in the storage bag on his waist, and he was happy to search for them.

And outside the big lake, two hours later, a monk in a Taoist robe finally arrived here, taking advantage of the night still did not mean to stay, only to see his body leap into the air, falling into the water, but what is surprising is that at this time his feet on the water, as if walking on the ground, it is a kind of water attribute spell, after half a stick of incense, he went straight to the bottom of the cliff.

When he saw the thousands of dense caverns through the moonlight, the robed monk frowned.

Wu Bicha, who was far away in Nantuifang City, seemed to have sensed it, and saw him stretch out his hand and wave, and the stone mirror appeared, and at the same time, he could clearly see that a small red dot had no movement.

Seeing this, Wu Bicha was happy, but the next moment he was slightly puzzled, according to the map shown by the stone mirror, the center of the lake should be a steep cliff, and strangely, the location of the red dot seemed to be inside the cliff.

Ubicha frowned slightly, then bit the tip of his tongue instead, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood on the stone mirror, crossed his index fingers with both hands, and then turned again, and suddenly pressed it on his temple.

At the same time, in the center of the lake in the Ten Thousand Souls Mountain Range, the robed monk's body shook, and his eyes flashed.

Suddenly, in the stone mirror in front of Ubicha, a scene clearly appeared, and if you look closely, it is the dense cave entrance on the cliff.

"It's ......"

Wu Bicha was shocked, but he immediately reacted, no wonder it showed that Dongfang Mo was inside the cliff, and he should have entered one of the holes.

But under this cliff, thousands of cave entrances and their multiplicity extend to miles away, and it is unknown which cave Dongfang Mo entered him from.

Seeing this, the corners of Ubicha's mouth twitched, and his eyes flashed with anger, but he waved his hand again to make a decision, and at the same time, seeing that the robed monk's eyes regained his calm, and turned towards one of the holes.

It was only half a day's work, and the monk in the robe finally came out of the mouth of the cave, and then went to the entrance of another cave, and so on, for a few hours, or half a day, and the monk went in and out, intending to check them one by one.

At this time, Dongfang Mo was already sitting in the pile of dry bones, surrounded by spirit stones, and bursts of milky white aura were filled, just slightly running the law, and the aura was surging like a flood.

With the help of the endless aura around him, in just one month, he opened up all the meridians required for the operation of the withering technique, transferring flowers and trees, and springing with dead trees, and turned to practice over and over again.

During this period, an hour would be spent every day, using the Soul Irrigation Technique to infuse the black fraternity into powerful vitality. It is because the dead air in it is gradually dissipating, and a faint vitality is brewing.

……

At this time, it was far away in a huge palace somewhere in the northwest of the Terran Cultivation Domain.

I saw that on top of a spacious hall, seven or eight people were seated here.

On the main seat of the main hall, a man with a short beard was looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

"I don't know if the news of the head of the Nangong family is reliable!"

One of the old women with a cane in her hand spoke, only to see that the old woman's body was rickety, her face was full of wrinkles, and her cloudy eyes were full of yin and evil energy.

"Yin Li Daoyou, the news is sent back by my family's secret spy personally, so it is naturally reliable." The short-bearded man replied.

"Then I don't know if the head of the Nangong family thinks this time is a trick made by the blood clan!"

At this time, another old man in a long robe with an unusually wide forehead and a snow-white beard frowned, and he also spoke.

"The blood clan has been defeated by my Nangong family a hundred years ago, and most of the strong people in the clan have been killed or injured, and the remaining plate of loose sand is not to be feared, in the face of strong strength, any conspiracy and trickery is just a decoration."

At this point, a faint pride of the short-bearded man emerged.

"Then I don't know how the Nangong family master thinks we should deal with the blood clan this time."

Among the crowd, a man who was one foot tall, like a mountain of meat, held a pu fan in his hand, and said in an urn at this time.

"Since Ang Daoyou asked, I will say it directly, in my opinion, our various clans and clans sent disciples to assemble and directly enter the blood clan cultivation domain, take it by surprise and strike first."

"What?"

As soon as the short-bearded man's words fell, everyone present was shocked.

"What? What's wrong? ”

"The head of the Nangong family is really good at laughing, a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, even if the blood clan is defeated, it is not so easy to deal with." This time the person who spoke was a burly man.

Seeing this, the short-bearded man's eyes narrowed, looked at everyone and continued:

"Jiang Daoyou's words are serious, the blood clan has long existed in name only, are you afraid of it, you must know that the blood clan cultivation domain is rich in resources, and my Nangong family has also gained a little over the years, so it is in the spirit of sharing the blessings that I summoned you to come to discuss."

Hearing this, everyone secretly scolded in their hearts, I am afraid that your Nangong family has long been tired of eating over the years, what is a little bit, as for the blessing to share this kind of words, the ghost believes it.

"Having said that, it is difficult to convince the public with just a few words." The other was carrying a half-zhang long, one-foot-wide wooden box behind him.

"Hmph, Shu Daoyou are too worried, if it is the blood clan in the most powerful period, I am afraid that I need to mobilize a small half of my human race forces to deal with it, and now it is just to deal with some remnants of the army, so I just gathered a few Daoist friends here, in my opinion, the forces behind a few are enough to sweep the entire blood clan, if you don't have the guts, I think other forces will be interested in comparison." The short-bearded man's face was slightly ugly.

Seeing this, everyone nodded, although the words were ugly, it was not unreasonable, most of the people who dealt with the blood clan were the main force of the Nangong family back then, and the other sect forces just sent some people to make a show, and they also defeated the blood clan.

"Then I don't know what specific plans the Nangong family master has for this expedition to the blood clan."

At this time, a seventy-year-old man in a black robe spoke lightly, the old man's figure was slightly thin, but his eyes were attentive, and a trace of fierceness flashed from time to time.

"Of course, this time I propose that whoever takes the land will be owned, and the resources will also be included in it, what do you fellow Daoists think."

The short-bearded man continued.

As soon as the words fell, everyone was in an uproar, but after a while, they were thinking, you must know that in the past hundred years, most of the alchemy, refining materials, and various heavenly and earthly treasures that have flowed out of the blood clan have come from the hands of the Nangong family. In contrast, many forces have long been hot, but it is only because of geographical reasons and the fact that it was the main force of the Nangong family that defeated the blood clan back then, so they did not have a chance to intervene.

Now that the opportunity is in front of us, it is really worth thinking about.

Seeing this, the short-bearded man was not in a hurry, but just supported his chin with one hand, looking at everyone's thoughtful looks, and sneered in his heart.

"Okay, my brahmin agreed." However, when it came to tea, the rickety old woman was the first to speak.

"I also took it from the Immortal Transformation Sect." The old man in the robe with a wide forehead said the same.

"And my grandson's family."

"The Mo family is also one."

"My Jiang family is also involved"

"And my Sword Valley." The old man with the strange box on his back said the same.

"I'm Taiyi Dao Palace, participate."

Finally, the old man in the Taoist robe thought about it again and again, and replied cautiously.

"Okay, then let's talk about how many people each family will send to go, after all, if you wait to come out, I'm afraid that one blood clan is not enough."

Seeing this, the short-bearded man laughed.

"Yes, in my opinion, the number of people to be sent will be determined according to the strength of each family."

At this time, the old woman in front of her snorted coldly, and her eyes seemed to sweep the old man in the last seat intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yin Li Daoyou's words are reasonable, I agree." The Roshan man nodded, his fat body trembling.

But the old man in the robe was still expressionless as if he hadn't heard it, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"That's great, but there's something I want to say first."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the short-bearded man.

"This time, my Nangong family will not participate, after all, if my Nangong family participates again, you will have fewer resources at your disposal." The short-bearded man paused.

Where do you not know that the Nangong family is wishful thinking, it is nothing more than using the hands of others to eradicate their own troubles, and this means of killing people with a knife is not only exclusive to the Nangong family. However, I was relieved to think that if there was no Nangong family involved, I would indeed be able to get an extra resource.

This is a conspiracy, even if everyone knows it, they are willing to fight.

So the details were discussed again, and finally they were finally negotiated, but there were always differences in the number of disciples sent by each sect, and it was difficult to reach an agreement.

They all want to send as many disciples as possible, intending to obtain more resources.

Just as everyone was arguing, the short-bearded man on the main seat finally interrupted.

"Calculate the time, the Cave Heaven Blessed Land of Taiyi Dao Palace should be about to open, why don't I take advantage of this competition to determine the number of people sent by each sect in the end!"

Hearing this, a trace of anger finally flashed on the face of the old Taoist priest, who had always been silent.