"These snake bodies are good things, and the old man accepted them unceremoniously. "The ancestor of the Ge family was overjoyed, and at this moment, he directly opened his 'Mud Pill Palace' and took the body of the demon snake into it.

"Hmph! In front of Xianzang, he is still greedy for these small bargains, and the old ghost Ge is just useless. On the side, a king-level figure snorted.

"Nonsense. Do you know how amazing the toughness of this snake body is? If it is carefully transformed, it has every chance to forge into a weapon close to the imperial level. The ancestor of the Ge family retorted, blowing his beard and glaring, with a fierce momentum.

On the side, the other kings did not pay attention to the whereabouts of the demon snake, they were looking at each other and making eye contact.

With the crisis of the Demon Snake, the king here also began to be cautious, and finally made a covenant in twos and threes, ready to go together.

"It's over, I could have taken advantage of the chaos to get closer. Now that the kings have formed an alliance with each other, the two of us have no chance of getting close to Xianzang. The white turtle wailed, looking at the ancestors of the various families who entered the Black Tower together, it was anxious.

"It's really not good, let's give up!" Xuantian sighed, feeling that the success rate was not high.

This is simply a tiger's mouth, once it is not done well, it will be buried in the tiger's mouth. After all, the eight kings here were not vegetarians, and even the Winged Demon Snake had died at their hands.

"No, I still can't help it, I want to go in and have a look. After thinking about it again, the white turtle decided to go inside and investigate.

The next moment, its body changed and turned into the size of a beetle, which was very inconspicuous, and if you didn't look closely, you thought it was a bug.

"Are you okay with this guy? The king's eyes are not covered, even the legs of mosquitoes can be seen carefully. Xuantian was speechless, still a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, even if it doesn't work, I can run away. The white turtle was full of confidence and flew towards the Black Tower.

After the kung fu of the three incense sticks, there was no news.

"Could it be that this guy was killed inside?" Xuantian muttered, looking intently at the Black Tower.

After a while, I finally saw the figure of the white turtle. This guy flew out of the black tower leisurely and went straight to Xuantian.

"Why do you have a dejected expression?" Xuantian was puzzled.

"Sensei, that black tower is a pit. There is no way to enter at all, there is a barrier blocking the way, even if the king unites, it cannot be broken. The white turtle complained, and its body turned to normal size.

"In this way, the Black Tower can't get in. Xuantian frowned.

"Don't sigh, this time the Lonely Metaverse is not in vain, at least there is still so much land to investigate. The white turtle said, and then stared wide-eyed to see that many people were digging the earth.

"What can be excavated in this land?" the corners of Xuantian's mouth twitched, feeling that the chances of obtaining the treasure were not very high. However, the white turtle insisted on digging, and he had no choice but to accompany him.

Half a day later, the two guys finally had their first harvest, digging up a dilapidated treasure in the ground, which was a hammer, the size of a palm, small and exquisite.

"It used to be an imperial weapon, but now it's scrapped. The tortoise fiddled, turning over and over to observe.

"Outwardly, it doesn't seem to have the slightest spirituality to throw away. Next to him, Xuantian was also observing this artifact.

The white turtle nodded, knowing that it was a piece of waste, but he was still reluctant to throw it away, so he put it away.

Two days passed in a flash, and the two guys dug up a mountain. As a result, all that was dug up were some broken rocks and iron, and none of them were useful.

"It's a completely abandoned land, so old that there's no decent treasure left. The white turtle sighed and threw away the shovel, not wanting to dig any more.

"Even if there is an immortal treasure, it will only appear in that black tower, how can it be buried underground. Xuantian chattered, and there was a complaint in his voice.

Speaking of the Black Tower, the white turtle has a spirit again at this moment, and it jumps up with a "poof!", shooting its eyes into the sky and looking at the Black Tower.

"These stupid people are still wandering around the Black Tower. ”

After a moment, the white turtle shifted his gaze and looked away.

"What is that, what a big skeleton!" it exclaimed, its gaze fixed on the south.

"It's like a giant, dead on this land. Xuantian said, also looking in that direction.

"This Silent Metaverse seems to be somewhat mysterious, we should go over and take a look. The white turtle muttered, deciding to take a look.

The two guys hurried over. Soon the huge skeleton was seen, and people were digging into it, only to reveal a small part.

"It seems to be just a leg bone!" Xuantian was speechless, and secretly estimated that this bone was three or four hundred miles long.

"Just look at it with God's eyes. The white turtle muttered, opened his eyes on his forehead, and looked towards the earth.

Soon, the guy made a terrifying sound.

"Oh my God, it's such a big guy, almost occupying two-thirds of the land in the Silent Yuan Realm. "The white tortoise has been stupid.

Xuantian was also watching, he was also taken aback, thousands of miles long giant, stretched almost to the end of the two levels of the Silent Yuan Realm, and the volume was terrifying.

"This is an immortal, although he has been dead for countless years, he can still feel a faint immortal aura. The white turtle muttered.

"In addition, there are other immortals lying on this land, some of us Terrans and some of other races. "Xuantian looked at the earth and found a lot of bones, and there were as many as five of them at the immortal Dao level alone.

"From this point of view, this Silent Metaverse is a battlefield and has no other meaning. The white turtle muttered, seeing through the essence of this world.

However, having said that, it still has some nostalgia for the Black Tower.

In this small world, the only thing that makes people curious is the black tower that can't be opened.

Xuantian and the white turtle wandered outside the Black Tower, waiting for three days and three nights, but there was still no progress.

"It seems that the barrier inside the Black Tower can't be opened, and even if these kings work together, they can't break it. The white turtle said, looking at the Black Tower in a daze.

"Perhaps, this is a trip for nothing. We should have gone back, and after so many days, I don't know what happened to the village. Xuantian greeted, worried about the safety of the small village.

"There's a little scimitar there, this guy is there, it should be fine. After all, no matter how down-and-out this guy is, he is also a god of the past. The white turtle muttered, but didn't want to stay here either, and decided to leave.

After walking out of the Silent Yuan Realm and coming to the desert island, the white turtle took out the flying ancient treasure and prepared to use this thing to hurry.

After Xuantian rode on this, the flying ancient treasure immediately turned into a streamer of light, carrying the two guys and disappearing.

In less than half an hour, the small village is already in sight.

However, just as he got closer, a faint smell of blood came to his nose.

"What's going on?" Xuantian's face changed, and he realized that something had happened in the small village.

He immediately opened his eyes and looked at the location of the small village. I saw that the small village, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, has now become a ruin, and there is nothing left.

The only thing that can be seen is a mess, and scarlet blood, which can be felt, these are the blood of mortals, left by the villagers.

"Who did it?" Xuantian roared, and at this moment he was furious, and a momentum soared into the sky, reaching the sky.

He had only been away for more than ten days, and the small village was completely goodbye, leaving him with nothing but ruins.

"Oh my God! This must be a massacre. The white turtle stared, and then a pair of thief eyes looked around, looking for the little scimitar.

When Gu Bao reached the sky above the small village, he stopped, and Xuantian slowly walked down like a demon god, going to the ground to check the situation.

His hair was flying, his roots were upside down, he smelled the blood of the villagers, and his eyes were already red, as if he had been enchanted.

"The blood is dry and black, and it looks like it's been happening for days. The white turtle judged, and his eyes were still looking around, looking for the little scimitar to come down.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of tiles on the ground, and a blue-yellow light rushed out, which was the little scimitar.

"Why did you come out? The small village was slaughtered by the big family. As soon as this guy appeared, he burst into tears and rushed into Xuantian's arms.

"Let's talk about it. Xuantian comforted, from the love of the scimitar, he could feel a sadness.

"This is what happened, it happened six days ago...... "The little scimitar recounts what happened.

The more Xuantian listened, the more angry he became, and finally his clothes floated in the windless environment, and the terrifying aura caused the earth to collapse thousands of meters deep.

In other words, the members of the Fei family are ready to search the memories of the residents of the whole village for the news of Xianzang. The white turtle interjected.

"Yes, for the sake of immortals, what are the lives of some ordinary people! The cutlass 'nodded'.

"The concubine family slaughtered the entire small village, what is the difference between such an act and a traitor of the hundred tribes. This enmity is not shared. Xuantian roared, his hair flying.

"This ...... Not all the slaughter. At that time, the situation was urgent, so I temporarily opened up a small space in the blade of the knife and rescued more than 100 villagers. The scimitar muttered, and then the blade cracked, revealing a small passage.

The first to appear was the old leader of the small village, who seemed to have lost a little weight, and his whole face was like ashes.

"Little friend, you can be regarded as back. When the old man saw Xuantian, he left tears.

"It's me who has come back, and this time the small village has suffered this catastrophe, because of my poor arrangement, my sin. Xuantian was grief-stricken.

"No, don't blame this knife senior, he is willing to risk his life to save our ordinary villagers, and the old man has already been grateful. I'm afraid that even if you were there at the time, you wouldn't be able to change the situation. The old man cried.

On the side, the white turtle echoed and said, "Yes, you can't blame the little scimitar for this matter." At that time, there was a king, and three strong people at the level of the mountain lord were there, and this soft bone was willing to risk death to save him, which had already opened my eyes. ”

The little scimitar nodded again and again, grateful to the white turtle in his heart.

Hearing this, Xuantian looked at the little scimitar, there was no reproach in his eyes, and said, "Actually, I didn't blame this guy from beginning to end. Being able to save so many people this time is already a great credit. ”

After all, there was also a king present at that time. Even if he stays here, I'm afraid he won't be able to protect the safety of all the villagers.

"The king was disdainful of me and didn't stop the villagers from entering the small space. I thought I could catch me, but I slipped away, and I didn't come back until yesterday, looking for a place to hide, and waiting for you to come back. The little scimitar said, with a hint of pride in his voice, proud of his wit.

"It's good, after so many days with me, I've finally learned some skills. The white turtle patted the small scimitar in encouragement.

Knowing that there were still more than 100 villagers alive, Xuantian's mood finally calmed down. At this moment, he also took out some elixir and rewarded the little scimitar.