Si Xueyi was helped up by Fu Hongyao, and said with a wry smile: "Your mad god body is really getting stronger and stronger. ”

Fu Hongyao scratched his head and said, "Brother Xueyi, don't laugh at the red medicine, the red medicine really doesn't work." ”

"Is that because I'm too weak?"

Si Xueyi blinked and smiled.

"How could it be ......?"

Fu Hongyao secretly glanced at Si Xueyi and said, "Anyway, Brother Xueyi is really good-looking, even better than before." ”

Si Xueyi smiled, and stopped teasing Fu Hongyao.

"Yes?"

Si Xueyi pinched his chin, he was a little curious about what Fu Hongyao said.

You can live without mirrors, or you can be narcissistic for a while.

"Yes, yes."

Fu Hongyao nodded seriously and said, "Hongyao never deceives people."

Si Xueyi smiled: "I believe you, let's go, my vanguard general, it's time to seriously look for some opportunities." ”

"In!"

Fu Hongyao's eyes lit up, and he carried the Heavenly Death Gun and opened the way.

……

The secret realm of Longling is full of aura and boundless.

More than a month has passed since the opening of the secret realm, and most of the fringe areas have been explored.

As a prefecture-level secret realm, even the harvest in the marginal area is enough to make the strength of the monk skyrocket in a short period of time.

Many are content to stop there, not intending to explore the more dangerous core areas.

Waiting for the time to leave is the choice of most monks.

The number of monks who can continue to explore the core area is not at all, and human desires cannot be filled.

For Si Xueyi, his first goal has been achieved.

The rest of the time is to wait for the news of Mei Zihua's painting to see if he can find the legendary treasure trove of the Dragon Tomb.

Mei Zihua is very interested in the Longling Treasure House, and Si Xueyi suspects that the other party should have some information that he doesn't know.

For example, the map of the secret realm, or the characteristics and patterns of the treasure trove.

"Wait."

Si Xueyi is not in a hurry, he believes in the ability of plum painting.

Now he began to really explore and search for secret treasures, looking for some elixirs and opportunities, so that he could impact the Nine Star Heavenly Pill more calmly.

Relying on a Xuanwu Spirit alone was a bit reluctant after all, and after the success of the impact on the Nine Star Heavenly Pill, he was ready to reach the peak consummation realm of the Tianyuan Pill in one go.

He has now reached the peak consummation of the Great Yuan Dan, and if he doesn't want to impact the Nine Star Heavenly Pill, he can break through on the spot at any time.

Another three days later.

Si Xueyi took out the heavy blood jade, and his face changed.

"Hasn't the plum painting moved yet? I wouldn't be wrong......"

Si Xueyi muttered to herself, slightly helpless.

This is the blood jade that Meizi gave to a few people before he drew into the secret realm, once there is news of the treasure house, he will crush the blood jade to notify a few people.

But after so much time, the blood jade still hasn't moved.

"Brother Xueyi, there is movement ahead."

At this moment, Fu Hongyao, who was carrying the Heavenly Death Gun in front of him, turned around and shouted at him.

Si Xueyi put away the blood jade, and smelled a trace of elixir in the air, and the grade of this elixir was not low.

Let's go check it out.

Si Xueyi muttered, the treasure is hard to find, the opportunity is uncertain, if there is an elixir, it can be used improvised.

After a few ups and downs, he came to Fu Hongyao's side and looked condescendingly into the distance.

Thousands of kilometers away on the ground, a group of people were fighting for the elixir.

To be precise, it was a group of people who were beating the two of them, and that group of people was extraordinary, with a bright light on their bodies, and they burst out with the power of the powerful Heavenly Pill.

At least they are all the leaders of the four-star Tiandan, almost all of them are the perfect cultivation of the Tiandan, and the aura on their bodies is extraordinarily dignified.

Overlord-level forces!

Si Xueyi glanced at it and knew in his heart that the leaders of the overlord-level forces were all ground-level exercises, and the depth of their heritage was far from being comparable to the forces in small places.

The disciples of the overlord-level forces are all extremely extraordinary, and they are definitely the strongest in this Longling Secret Realm, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are rampant.

"Why does it look familiar?"

Si Xueyi looked at the two people who were beaten, and his face showed surprise.

Fu Hongyao said: "It's the chief of the Thundercloud Hall and the Tianmu Sect, and he also greeted us on the way, Brother Xueyi, don't you remember?" ”

Si Xueyi was stunned.

It was Qin Yu of the Thundercloud Hall and Feng Yu of the Tianmu Sect, when Xiao Hongyao said this, he was really a little impressed, but it was only a little impression.

It's just that this impression is not too good, these two people regarded Si Xueyi as air at that time, and their attention was on Mei Zihua and Feng Yueyu.

Si Xueyi smiled: "It's not you who said, I really don't remember." ”

No wonder they can hold out for so long under the siege of the hegemon-level forces, and the two of them do have some strength as chiefs.

But just by looking at it, Si Xueyi could judge that the strength of these two people was much worse than that of Mei Zihua.

The forces besieging them, looking at the corruption of the sect on their bodies, should all be people from the Hanging King Palace.

The Hanging King Palace, one of the overlord-level forces in the Eastern Realm, has been inherited by the sect for thousands of years.

In Si Xueyi's previous life, he was already an extremely powerful sect.

At this moment, the disciples of the Hanging King Hall who were besieging Qin Yu and Feng Yu were extremely strong. They wore the battle armor of the Hanging King Sect, which perfectly integrated with their own martial arts, releasing a dazzling light.

Especially the young man in golden armor who was the leader, he looked cold and arrogant, and he didn't make many moves.

But every time he made a move, he would stop the two people who were going to break out, and he only used one hand from beginning to end.

If this golden-armored youth existed, even if Qin Yu and Feng Yu were defeated, they would have a great chance to escape from this place.

"In this small place of Cangxuan Mansion, there are still two masters of you, I am very surprised."

The golden-armored young man looked at Qin Yu and Feng Yu, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but it was a condescending appreciation.

Without waiting for Qin Yu and Feng Yu to speak, the gold-armored young man made another move and said coldly: "But that's the end of it." ”

He soared into the air, blooming with golden light, and the battle armor patterns on his body also bloomed one by one, and the person was as dazzling as a great sun in the air.

It is the signature martial arts of the Hanging King Palace, the Great Sun Shining Sky in the Nine Changes of the Divine Sky.

This kind of killing move is extremely terrifying, burning its own true element, and then amplifying the power of the killing move through the formation pattern on the battle armor.

In the same realm, there are almost no opponents.

"Something."

Si Xueyi's expression has not changed, the strength of this gold-armored young man should be almost the same as that of Qingxiao Gongzi.

Poof!

As soon as this move came out, Qin Yu and Feng Yu were instantly defeated, each spitting out blood, and they had no strength to fight.

"Zhong Wuying, we don't fight for the elixir, what else are you going to do?"

Qin Yu's eyes lit up with anger, and he said indignantly.

He was really depressed, and finally grabbed a three-hundred-year-old elixir, and before he had time to be happy, he ran into this group of people.

The other party just beat more and less, he and Feng Yu took the initiative to withdraw, and they were also repeatedly teased and humiliated by the other party.

Zhong Wuying looked at the two with a smile on her face.

Qin Yu calmed down his emotions and almost begged for mercy: "Give me a face, my Thundercloud Palace has some inheritance, and the Zhao family is also a family in the Eastern Realm, so there is no need for such humiliation, right?" ”

Zhong Wuying's face showed a mocking look on his face, and he sneered: "Give you face? Something like an ant, seeing Zhong Wuying begging for mercy without kneeling, it was just that, he had survived for so long, and he wanted to leave without paying any price. ”

"You are indeed a character in this Cangxuan Mansion, but looking at the eastern border, you have to queue up to be a dog for me!"

Qin Yu's face changed in an uproar when he heard this, and his fists clenched suddenly.

"Not convinced? Kneel for me first! ”

Zhong Wuying snorted coldly, raised his hand and suppressed it in the air with a palm.

The terrifying coercion fell, Qin Yu struggled for a moment, and fell to his knees with a thud overwhelmed.

He gritted his teeth, and his face was full of unconvinced looks, but in vain after all.

Feng Yu was nervous on the side, but his face was pale, and he didn't dare to speak at all, let alone move.

"Brother Xueyi...... Do you want to make a move? ”

Fu Hongyao couldn't bear it and asked.

"I'll come, the four sects are in the same spirit, and the dean also agrees, there is no reason to stand idly by."

Si Xueyi raised his hand and waved, and the Xueyao fan was sent out.

Swish!

The rotating snow fan was like a flash of lightning, separated by a distance of thousands of meters, and flew over in the blink of an eye.

The monks of the Hanging King Hall heard the movement and looked back, but they were blown by the strong wind of the snow fan, and they couldn't open their eyes.

Zhong Wuying's face remained unchanged, and he raised his hand and waved, wanting to send the treasure fan flying.

But when the palm collided with the treasure fan, his heart sank violently, and he took several steps back before he could barely stand firm.

Whew!

Si Xueyi's arms were outstretched, and after a few ups and downs, his body landed on a nearby boulder very lightly.

He reached out and grabbed the snow fan that had turned back.

"How about you give me a face, you leave now, I should treat nothing as if nothing happened."

Si Xueyi sat down directly on the boulder, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and he looked at the people in the Hanging King Hall calmly.

"Si Xueyi!"

Qin Yu and Feng Yu's faces changed slightly, and they looked at Si Xueyi on the boulder, and their eyes flashed with different colors.

"Si Xueyi?"

Many monks in the Hanging King Hall were also bright-eyed, and their eyes couldn't help but look over.

"Si Xueyi, you go quickly, they are the people of the Hanging King Palace." Qin Yu opened his mouth and persuaded him.

He felt that the current Si Xueyi was very different from before, and his temperament had changed a lot.

The facial features have not changed much, but it feels like a different person.

Are all the rumors true?

"You're Si Xueyi?"

Zhong Wuying looked at Si Xueyi unscrupulously, his eyes full of greed.

"There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them, but I didn't think that I picked up this bargain."

Zhong Wuying really didn't expect to meet Si Xueyi here, just came out casually and walked around, he didn't expect to have such a harvest, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Zhong Shao, why should he let us give him a face?"

"Hahahaha!"

A group of monks from the Hanging King Hall all laughed, and their eyes were full of mockery when they looked at Si Xueyi.

Don't you really think that you can fight against the hegemon-level forces because you have a sneak attack and killed Jiang Wuxian and Qingxiao Gongzi, right?

They smiled very openly, and looked at the snow fan with undisguised greed in their eyes.

Swish!

Si Xueyi unfolded the snow fan, and on his handsome face, he also looked at the group of people with a smile, and said lightly: "You are smiling very happily." ”

was also laughing, but Si Xueyi's laughter made people shudder, and the moment the folding fan was unfolded, the people who were staring at him couldn't laugh for a moment.

Si Xueyi's gaze was like looking at a dead person, so cold that it made people fall into an ice cave, as if they were being targeted by a killing god.