For more than a thousand years, although the two of them are still not a short distance from the peak of the Buzhou mountainside, but in the past thousand years, the two have almost gained nothing!

Finally, on this Buzhou Mountain, they saw a glimmer of light, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and immediately sped up.

"Let's talk about it first, clean up the others first, and then fight for the treasure!"

"See the specifics."

"I hope there are two demon clans, I haven't eaten meat in many years!"

Lin Changqing and the two exchanged pleasantly surprised, especially Hou Yi, whose eyes flowed two crystal tears.

More than a thousand years! That's not a bit of demon meat at all.

As for ordinary beast meat, where can it be compared to demon meat?

The two of them hurried forward, weaving through the mountains.

Although the mountains are huge and boundless, the places that can be seen are not very far apart.

But after a few days, the two of them traveled day and night, and finally reached the outside of the valley.

On top of a mountain peak, Lin Changqing stood side by side with Hou Yi, looking down.

"Four Golden Immortal Peaks, the rest of the Golden Immortals, more than twenty."

"Fellow Daoist, eat first, no, which one to kill first?"

Hou Yi turned his head, his eyes glowing red, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Looking at Hou Yi's appearance, Lin Changqing couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

No wonder the demon clan and the witch clan never die, and in the end, they even caused the lich to measure the calamity.

Just the foodie appearance of this witch clan, it's strange that the demon clan has no hatred.

Lin Changqing did not respond to Hou Yi's words and looked towards the valley.

In the entire valley, there are four golden immortal peaks, a giant elephant, a silver wolf, a three-legged finch, and a ghost-faced spider.

They are all two thousand zhang in size, the breath of the giant elephant and the silver wolf is weak, the bloodline is not strong, the black gas around the ghost-faced spider is surging, and the ghost face behind it is surging non-stop, and the resentful souls on it turn into surging lines, making people's scalp numb.

Lin Changqing frowned, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed, many of those resentful souls were from the human race.

This ghost-faced spider will be killed!

As for the last three-legged finch, it was the strongest of the four golden immortal peaks, and its whole body was blazing like the sun, like fire shining around them, making it difficult for people to get close.

Among the demon clans, the powerful demon clans often give their meritorious subordinates some of their own essence and blood.

The three-legged finch has a trace of the blood power of the three-legged golden crow!

Of course, it is impossible for it to obtain the essence blood of the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor, there is only one possibility, the ancestors of these three-legged sparrows have been appreciated by the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor!

And the rest of the demon clans, whether it is the late stage of the Golden Immortal, or the early stage of the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, there are more than twenty of them, which is also a trouble.

And all the demon clans, at this time, are separated from all directions, and there is no half of the demon clan behind the three-legged sparrow, and they occupy one side.

Behind the ghost-faced spider, the demon clans, or centipedes, or poisonous bees, or black snakes, accounted for more than half of the rest of the demon clans, a full fourteen.

In the last two parties, the giant elephant and the silver wolf vaguely have a sense of unity, and the demon clan behind the two of them adds up to only nine.

The four sides enclose the center of the valley.

The whole valley is thousands of miles large, and the inside of it has long been mottled with patches of scorched earth, and many places are scorched black.

But the only place in the center is a calm, a thousand-mile-sized lake in the middle, and the lake is also calm, without waves.

In the center of the lake, fluorescent flowers are rippling in circles, pale cyan flowers are in full bloom, green leaves grow on them, and small golden bells are hanging from them.

The golden bell hung above the branches and leaves, and at this time eight more bells had turned golden, and the last bell had mostly turned golden, and the remaining small half was still slowly transforming at this time.

"Nine bells? Medium-grade innate spiritual root! ”

"Not bad, not bad! It seems that this harvest can be! ”

Whether it was Lin Changqing or Hou Yi, they all laughed out loud at this time.

The Wu clan has no divine soul, and there is no way to make a spiritual treasure, but for the spiritual root, they are right.

Whoever eats this thing will benefit immensely, and the Wu clan is no exception.

At this time, looking at the nine-bell flower, Lin Changqing was even more happy.

The medium-grade innate spirit root is already a good treasure!

A treasure of this level, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, it may not be able to ignore it!

Innate things are already rare, and innate spiritual roots are even more precious than innate spiritual treasures.

Many of the best innate spirit treasures are originally the result of the change of the innate spirit root.

For example, those gourds on the innate gourd vine were picked off one by one, which one was not refined into the best innate spirit treasure?

These nine bell flowers, if they are picked, those nine bells, if they are refined, may not be able to become nine innate spirit treasures!

Although it is only a medium-grade innate spirit root, the value of this thing is no worse than that of a top-grade innate spirit treasure!

However, Lin Changqing has no shortage of spirit treasures, and Hou Yi can't use spirit treasures, and the fate of these nine bell flowers has already been decided.

"Wait, one and a half!"

"It's just right to break through!"

Lin Changqing and the two looked at each other and smiled, they were also lucky, this is below the mountainside, and the chance of innate treasures appearing is extremely small.

Unexpectedly, this can be encountered by the two of them, and no Taiyi Golden Immortal Da Luo Jin Immortal has discovered it.

Earn big!

Watching the nine bells slowly transform, Lin Changqing and the two stood still for the time being.

Ten years later, the last bell of the nine bellflowers, the last trace of green light dissipated.

Bell bell bell !!

Suddenly, the sound bell rang, and the golden light replaced the original green light, and in an instant, the entire valley was full of golden light!

Thousands of auras converged towards the central lake in an instant.

"The spiritual root is ripe! A vision appears! ”

"Hahahaha! This treasure must be this seat!! ”

The three-legged finch burst out laughing, its wings flapping behind it, but it didn't fly at all.

This is Buzhou Mountain, even if the quasi-saint comes, he has to walk honestly!

It's just a three-legged finch, just a golden fairy, of course it can't fly!

But the golden glow shone behind him, and the three-legged finch ran quickly, like a hen with open wings, and hurried towards the nine-bell flower.

"Goldfinch, I discovered this treasure first!"

"Don't you think!!"

The ghost-faced spider also ran up at this time, and the fragments of the eight spiders' legs were upside down, tearing apart the mountains and rivers and running towards the nine bells.

"Daoyou, join hands with Duobao and divide it equally!"

The last giant elephant demon king and the silver wolf demon king opened their bows left and right, and hurried towards the nine bell flowers.

The more than twenty demon kings behind him were even more desperate at this time, rushing towards the front.

No one wants to give up the opportunity of this innate spiritual root.

Even, some demon kings calculated that the moment they grabbed the spiritual root, they would swallow it and refine it, and after breaking through, they would be invincible to the others around them!

At this time, no one noticed that on the top of the mountain behind him, two rays of light rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

Lin Changqing and Hou Yi rushed towards the central lake from left to right.

The wings behind him flapped, and although he couldn't fly, Lin Changqing still turned into a blood-colored streamer.

Hou Yi is even more simple and rude, incarnated two thousand zhang, one step is already ten thousand zhang away, the big stick in his hand is already waving high, just waiting to take a demon king's head to bloom!

"Spear of Gods and Demons!"

The blood in his hand was condensed, and Lin Changqing snorted lightly, at this time, it was just a god and demon spear that was consumed, and he came with it.

"Go!"

The blood and light flow through the clouds, and take the hundred demons back directly!