"It's better to wait," Mu Zheng said suddenly.

"The guardian demon beasts of the Martial King Temple are different every time, but the combination is the same, the head is the peak, supplemented by Dacheng companions, and the strength is stronger than ours."

The vicious battle of Shicai made Mu Zheng unconfident.

"It's rare for Mu Daoyou to become cautious, or the second peak and the four major successes, it's better for me to be careful." Yuan Changyi said.

"Wait any longer, the latecomers will all be ranked after Xue." Xue Tong sighed and said.

"Of course, the newcomers did not participate in the slaughter of lions, starting from the ninth." Yuan Changyi said.

Xue Tong summoned the soul beast and fed the lion soul in the Sumeru bag, while refining the flag with lion blood.

The soul beast was full of food, drowsy, and burrowed into the blood-colored ghost flag.

"It's a pity that the beast soul that will be waiting for the meeting, the violent ape will not be blessed to enjoy."

"It's best to get a soul gathering stone baby, and save the soul for up to three or five months."

His actions attracted a surprised look, Xue Tong didn't care, there may be Mo Cauldron among these people, and it is good to know that he is difficult to deal with.

……

Ma Zhen and Zhou Xiurong appeared.

Ma Zhen was born and merged into Mu Zheng's group, and Zhou Xiurong joined Yuan Changyi's team in the late congenital stage.

"Remember to enter the temple only after clearing the demon beasts, otherwise there are many organs in the hall, and it is very easy to lose your life." Yuan Changyi reminded.

The moment everyone stepped on the white jade steps, the eaves of the palace rose in smoke clouds, and the three frogs and three Xuanyao birds jumped out of the smoke clouds.

Fortunately, it is only quite godlike, not a true spirit.

Yuan Changyi and Xue Tong dealt with the Xuanniao at the peak, and the rest faced the two demon birds in the peak period.

Mu Zheng faced the frog in a group.

The Xuanniao has a wingspan of five zhang, a phoenix-tailed crane body, and a sharp beak as fast as lightning, pecking at Yuan Changyi's head.

World War II only seeks a quick victory, Yuan Changyi's powerful means, the three-talent sword formation is directly holed, and Xue Tong Qingming and Wujun sword are used together.

The Xuanniao is not as powerful as the ink lion, but it is far lighter and more agile, and its mouth is as bright as the sun, burning through the light of the sword array.

The iron wings slapped vigorously, shattering the Qingming Blade, and the heavy slash of the black knife only cut through the evil qi of the Xuanniao's protective body.

"It's still a little worse than the ink lion!" Xue Tong mobilized the Shadow Step, closely following the Xuanniao's movement of jumping left and right.

When its protection became weak under the sword light and hammer attack, Xue Tong flicked his long sleeves, and nine red rays of light pierced into the bird's body.

The Blood Sword Sect's Ancestor's Crimson Flying Blade.

After a scuffle, Yuan Changyi and Xue Tong eliminated the demon birds and turned to assist their companions.

The results of the battle continued to expand, and three birds and three Jiao were killed one after another.

"Who wants the beast corpse?" Xue Tong asked loudly.

He has too many spiritual pets, and he needs to refine blood pills and sacrifice ghost flags, and there are never too many beast corpses.

Xue Tong got his wish and spent money to buy the Xuanniao at the peak stage and the Jiao corpse at the Dacheng stage.

……

Yuan Changyi was the first to enter the gloomy Martial King Hall.

He saw the gold box in front of the statue at a glance.

Yuan Changyi sucked in his palm, and the gold box did not move at all, as if he needed to use some brains and spend some brute force.

The palace of King Wu is 100 zhang wide, 50 zhang deep, three stories high, and hundreds of rooms are waiting to be explored.

The rules drawn up by the crowd were to enter the temple in turn at intervals of half a cup of tea.

Xue Tong went straight to the second floor, his eyes scanning quickly.

There seems to be a secret door in front of the left, and there is a strong air flow in Xue Tong's palm, and the secret door rune is lit up, and the prohibition is activated.

The Wuwang Palace can be taken violently, as long as it does not destroy irrelevant items.

The eight beasts of the temple gate are gone, and the hidden mechanism in the temple no longer takes effect, unless irrelevant items are destroyed.

The moment the forbidden rune map lit up, Xue Tong punched the rune with a heavy fist and hit the rune map.

The secret door is shaking, the pattern is bright, and the ban is not broken.

"There is no forbidden spell, I can only continue to strengthen!" Xue Tongtian Sorrow Fist already has sixty percent of the demonic fist power, which is at the level of innate greatness.

"Okay, the stronger the ban, the better the treasure inside!"

Xue Tong switched to ninety percent of the demonic fist power, and with one punch, the rune diagram disappeared.

The secret door was opened, and there were two open iron boxes in the narrow room.

"Purple Iron", "Moon Yin Sand", the best magic refining materials.

Xue Tong collected the spiritual object and hurried through the dim passage.

Rushing to the Ma Chenshi brothers.

Ma Zhen had seen Xue Tong's force, and was busy standing with his junior brother, looking at Xue Tong with a vigilant expression.

Xue Tong nodded slightly, pushed open the adjacent room and rummaged.

There were many people in the palace, but there were still no people who killed people and took treasures.

Xue Tong is the only foreign martial artist in the alliance.

……

Yuan Changyi couldn't open or move the gold box, the red lotus sword was re-split several times in succession, and the gold box was undamaged, he was angry and anxious, and suddenly remembered, and vigorously lifted the case, and put it into the storage bracelet. He flew straight to the third floor of the palace and continued his search.

More than half an hour later.

Xue Tong found the second treasure, the five pieces contained in the jade box, a complete set of six-grade elixir formula.

When he saw Luo Yan and Qin Gan in the dispute, they were arguing over a dark room, and they all claimed that they were the first to find out.

"You guys quarrel, I'm enough to leave, it's best to rush to the main mountain of the illusion realm!" Xue Tong pondered.

The moment he stepped out of the apse door, the second window lit up.

"I'll be the second to leave the Martial King Palace?"

Just as he was leaving the temple, a man came out of the shadows.

Mu Zheng.

Xue Tong walked through the garden woods, there was a swamp in front of him, he tried the Tengyun technique, the warning was still the same, he needed to move along the slightly hard mud ground, the further he went, the heavier the fog became, the hard mud was scattered and distributed, irregular, and the main peak of the illusion realm disappeared.

It will not be possible for the people to go north by a similar route, but they will be separated more and more until they come out of the swamp.

Xue Tong naturally knew that Mu Zhengruo was about to leave, and he was far behind.

"If you want to seek death, Xue should accompany you!"

A hundred miles later, a cloudy wind suddenly blew in the mud ahead, and a pitch-black python head slowly rose in the quagmire.

The thin mud on the top of the head did not cover all of Huang Yanyan's sarcoma.

A congenital large-level swamp rot python.

The rotten python opened its mouth, and a rotten and foul-smelling poisonous gas sprayed straight out.

Xue Tong held his breath, and the blue thunderbolt blasted out of the celestial planet, and the dense cyan ball of light rolled back from the impact of the poisonous gas.

The rotten python shook its body, and its huge black tail, carrying the raindrop-like rotten mud, was like a black wall, sweeping towards Xue Tong.

No matter how strong the rot python is, it is still not as good as the piano worm that Xue Tong encountered decades ago.

His eyes flickered, and he quickly used the silver gang divine spear in the bracelet, and used the magic weapon for the first time in the illusion realm.

Mu Zheng, who was watching quietly twenty feet away, had a smile flowing from the corner of his mouth, and twisted his beard with satisfaction.

The silver light of the divine spear was so fast that it pierced the python's head in an instant, and the python's tail and the almost connected piece of rotten mud slammed into the superb turtle shield on Xue Tong's side and the rising layer of Gang Demon Qi.

Xue Tong didn't move half a step, at the moment when the rotten python's moves were exhausted and the python's tail was about to sweep, he didn't dodge or dodge, and carried the rotten python to sweep, just because it was impossible for the rotten python to change its moves, and he used a magic weapon to kill it!

"Bang!"

Xue Tong was more than ten feet horizontal, and barely landed on a hard ground.

He clutched his chest and sat down with difficulty.

"Okay, that's right, it's really rare to quickly kill a Dacheng-level rot python!" Mu Zheng clapped his hands and applauded, and appeared in the fog.

"Mu Daochang, such a coincidence?" Xue Tong's voice was hoarse.

"I didn't expect it, the old man has been following behind." Mu Zheng said proudly.

"Hehe, how could Wei not know that from the moment he left the palace gate."

"Tell me, how much benefit did Mo Cauldron give you?" Xue Tong stood up suddenly and straightened his cyan short robe.

Mu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "You suddenly woke up, you are still hard-mouthed, even if your cultivation is extraordinary, and now that the magic weapon is not there, you can only accept your fate." ”

"You and I are not wronged, why did you kill me? For money?"

"People die for money, Mo Cau said that your origin is unknown, your net worth is strange, and you don't hesitate to bid for the quota in the fantasy realm, just rely on the magic weapon of the magic spear and the beast corpse you bought, what you say is indeed true."

"Mo Ke honored the old man with 400,000 spirit stones, and then paid the balance of 600,000 after the matter was completed." Mu Zheng said.

"Even if the grandmaster is present, Wei will also win, you want to give your life and treasure, the deity has no choice but to laugh!"

Mu Zheng has an extra magic weapon in his hand.

"I haven't shot the cold sword for more than ten years, and today I have earned back the divine spear and millions of spirit stones, which is worth it." Mu Zheng flicked the sword surface, and there was a burst of dragon groaning.

"Hehe, you deliberately concealed the battle in front of the palace, and Daoist Yuan is much more frank than you."

"Yuan Changyi is honest and useless, he has almost no progress in force for decades, and he is delusional about having an adventure in the fantasy realm to save him from the dilemma that his immortal path has come to an end." Mu Zheng said disdainfully.

"It's a pity that you died faster than Yuan Changyi, and the magic weapon is more than a little worse than me!" Four swords flew out of Xue Tong's bracelet.

The golden ray and other swords hovered above his head, and the brilliance of magic weapons and pseudo-treasures shrouded his whole body.

Mu Zheng's eyes almost rolled down.

"Don't be afraid, the sword array is fierce, and it's very painful to die!" Xue Tong's sword trick was introduced.

"You dare to kill the people of the Alliance?" Mu Zheng shouted in despair, and the cold sword glow was drowned in the dragon killing sword array.

The power of the seven magic weapons, the two Mu Zhengzhao are not mistaken.

……

Xue Tong collected the magic weapon python corpse and continued to the north, it was extremely difficult to identify the direction in the dense fog, Xue Tong's Divine Soul Dao Technique was released, feeling the movement within a hundred zhang, and avoiding the demon beast from jumping out of the quagmire and attacking suddenly.

He walked very slowly, glancing out of the corner of his eye, not missing any spiritual herbs.

"I've been in the illusion for five days, and it's too late." Xue Tong said secretly.

After touching for about three days, the eyes gradually brightened, and the main peak of the northeast was revealed again, the land was solid, and the barren grass was more than two feet high.

Xue Tong rode the tiger.