"Or what?" Li Santong asked with a frown, the news of the three myelin-eating silver-winged mosquitoes in the Bimia Valley was hard to believe, but the old man in front of him had personally taken a picture with the demon insects, and it was impossible for him to talk nonsense.

The old man opened his mouth, and was about to answer, when the snow-white sword pill flew back again, hovering in the air to reveal his body, with a piece of paper on it.

Li Santong stepped forward to take off the paper, and the sword qi of the sword pill flashed, and disappeared without a trace again.

"I see!" After reading the note, Li Santong's face showed a sudden look, and then said to the old man: "Daoyou may have guessed wrong this time, there are no three myelin-devouring silver-winged mosquitoes in the Bimia Valley, when Daoyou and Wu Daoyou were separated before, Wu Daoyou chased away only a fake body of the demon insect molting and transfiguration, and he hid Wu Daoyou, but this should also be a new magic power of the demon insect, there has never been such a thing before!"

The old man didn't speak, just nodded, and suddenly his expression changed: "Quick, pass this news to the two Daoists of Long Yantu!" Hey, no, how can the demon beast magic power be so easy to comprehend, and the other demon insect should not have this magic power!"

"What Daoyou said is reasonable, even if the two demon insects have been cultivating for about the same time and belong to the same species, after comprehending the natal supernatural power, the chance of realizing the same supernatural power again is not very high! But just in case, it is better to make a notice!" As he spoke, Li Santong re-rolled up the paper and pinched the magic trick, and soon, the paper turned into a cloud of black light and drilled into the Bimia Valley.

"Li Daoyou was born in the Southern Barbarians, he should be proficient in spells, there are two demon insects that were cut off by Wu Daoyou, it is better to ......" The old man was sucked dry by the marrow devouring silver-winged mosquito, and naturally held a grudge in his heart, and immediately pointed to the two silver things in the ground and instigated it.

"With this opportunity, Li will naturally not let it go, but unfortunately, the feet and limbs are not important parts of the demon insect, only ordinary blood, no essence blood, otherwise Li will cast a spell, and it is not impossible to hit this fang in one fell swoop!" Li Santong beckoned two silver objects into his hands, obviously very confident in his spell cultivation.

Half an hour later, Li Santong opened the incense case and cast some kind of secret spell, and the two legs of the marrow devouring silver-winged mosquito burst open, flying out two blood-colored runes, and in a flash, they burrowed into the void.

"Dazun, this ......" Among the several Jindan monks who were onlookers, there was a Gu Master who was also proficient in spells, and he saw the heels of the spells, and he didn't understand why Li Santong didn't cast a lethal spell, but instead cast a very remote auxiliary spell.

Li Santong smiled: "That sword cultivation is powerful, you have just seen it, a single round of fighting, I am afraid that it is even more than an ordinary mid-Yuan Infant monk, as long as you can track down the marrow devouring silver-winged mosquito, there is a chance that the ** can kill this fang, then the deity will help him, so that the demon insect can not hide its traces!"

"Great Venerable and Wise!" Wan Qingping was also one of the several Jindan monks who were watching, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat the horse, but it was true, the sword cultivator's combat power was strong, and what he needed was not a little more insignificant damage on the demon insect, but that he couldn't hide the trace.

He didn't appear here specifically to pat himself on the back, but to understand what kind of situation Gu Nei was in now, since now that a demon insect was besieged by Long Yantu and Shui Mu Dazun, and the other was also spelled, it was expected that he should be being chased and killed by that sword cultivator at this time, so ......

"You all listen to me, this time I entered the Bimia Valley to search for treasures, the reason why the tribe sent me and other Jindan monks to lead the team is to protect your safety, and secondly, to speed up the search progress, but now something has happened, I need to ......"

A quarter of an hour later, Wan Qingping left the place where everyone was stationed and quietly entered the Bimia Valley from a remote place.

As for the future clan investigating him for leaving his post without permission, there is nothing, even if there is, it is estimated that the punishment will not be too great, maybe a few years of salary, maybe two sentences, but compared to the Nine Yin True Fire, it doesn't matter.

The Tsukiji monks of the search team were even more unrelenting about this, and even wished that there were no Jindan masters on their heads, so that they might be able to hide a little of their gain, even if the tribe had promised them that they would give them a split of two percent according to the harvest afterwards.

Of course, Wan Qingping is not the only smart person, there are also a few people who see that the two myeloid silver-winged mosquitoes are all entangled, and they definitely can't take care of them, Jindan monks, and immediately sneaked into the Bimia Valley from different positions, wanting to catch a handful first, and some people saw the strangeness, but they were worried about what would happen, and they still waited for the matter to be clear before entering.

"It should be Long Yantu where they are fighting with demon insects, what a big formation!" Wan Qingping muttered to himself while standing on a mountain rock, with a hint of envy on his face, this kind of fighting method has great power in his gestures, this place is at least dozens of miles away from the battle position, and he can still clearly feel the violent vibration of the aura, as well as the faint roar.

Yuanying Cultivator's divine sense couldn't cover so far, let alone pay attention to such a small character as him, but he didn't dare to stay longer, and immediately drummed up his mana, and the Qingyun Umbrella flashed, and his speed sped up by two points.

The underground cave is still the same, constantly exuding amazing yin energy, Wan Qingping put away the Qingyun umbrella, and drilled into it with the retreat technique commonly used by Jindan monks.

Many places in the cave are twists and turns, twists and turns, with the amazing speed of flying away magic weapons, it is inevitable to hit the rock wall, it is not as good as flying in the sky like this.

What's going on?

In the middle of the flight, he suddenly stopped, looking at the cloud of yin qi behind him, his eyes full of inquiry.

The cave was swept by many monks back then, but over the years, a lot of ghosts have been derived, and he just flew into the cave less than two miles, and one jumped out without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

casually extinguished this ghost creature that did not enter the stream, and continued to fly forward without the slightest stop, but when the body just came into contact with the yin qi left behind after the ghost thing was destroyed, a slight "crackling" sound suddenly sounded, and then the originally condensed yin qi collapsed.

His expression moved, as if he remembered something, but whether it was true or not still needed to be verified, so he escaped again and continued to fly ahead.

A gray ghost creature pounced on it with its teeth and claws, and although it felt a great danger in the visitor, the vitality in the living creature made it impossible to suppress their instinctive desires.

The person who came seemed to be stupid, and did not make any moves, allowing the ghost to attach to it, which made the ghost thing who had just opened his mind overjoyed, and the delicious living life was angry in front of him, waiting for it to feast, and immediately the ghost thing pounced on the speed increased by three points.