The Nine Ghost Doves are very sensitive to the spirits of ghosts, and they don't want to hide from them.

"Master Jiuqu, he entered the Immortal Fall Island to hunt for treasure, was seriously injured by a poisonous cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, hid here to heal, his physical body was seriously damaged, abandoned his physical body, waited for someone destined to break the ban, and wanted to take away the person who broke the ban."

Nine Ghost Doves said.

It devours the spirits of living beings and can probe everything about the other party, somewhat similar to soul searching.

Some exercises or secret techniques can restrain the soul search technique, there is no way at all, the nine ghost doves can know everything by eating the spirit of the living soul, which is much more powerful than the soul search technique.

The ancient demon is not in vain.

Shen Long nodded and withdrew the nine ghost doves back to the spirit beast bracelet.

With one move, the yellow storage bracelet flew towards him and landed on his hand, with a flick of his wrist.

A yellow glow passed, and there was a lot of stuff on the ground.

There are three spiritual treasures, a yellow bead, a yellow gourd and a yellow flag, more than two million spiritual stones, and twelve materials for refining spiritual treasures.

"Huang Yuanzhu, Jiuquhu, Yellow Sand Flag."

Shen Long's face was overjoyed, and he got three more spirit treasures, which was not bad.

He sat down cross-legged and sacrificed the three spiritual treasures.

Huang Yuanzhu is a defensive spirit treasure, Jiuqu Hu can spray Jiuqu sand, both offensive and defensive, and Huangsha Banner is an offensive spirit treasure.

His gaze fell on the two jade boxes with talismans attached to them, and he opened the two jade boxes.

One jade box contains the Ten Thousand Years Qixia Jade Lotus, and the other jade box contains a demon trapping grass.

"At least 3,000 years! Ha ha. ”

Shen Long said excitedly.

During Ziyang Zhenjun's trip to the dojo, Shen Long gave up a demon decoy grass that was more than 1,000 years old in order to escape for his life, but he didn't expect to get a demon decoy grass that was more than 3,000 years old now.

Shen Long sorted and put away the things on the ground and jumped onto the back of the Fire Lin Beast.

As soon as the Fire Lin Beast walked out of the cave, Shen Long frowned, his wrist flickered, and the chasing spirit beast flew out of the spirit beast bracelet and landed on the ground.

The spirit chasing beast let out a low roar, and it seemed that it had met Shen Long's acquaintance.

The study of the hundred-eyed golden cicada lights up with a dazzling golden light, looking for a target.

"Nine-year-old Sanren, how did he get mixed up with Qianji Zhenjun?"

Shen Long wondered.

Qianji Zhenjun killed a fourth-order early-stage thunder Jiao alone, Shen Long didn't want to touch him, and deliberately asked the spirit chasing beast to record the fluctuations of Qianji Zhenjun's divine consciousness.

Shen Long thought about it and planned to follow and take a look.

Qianji Zhenjun is already in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and there are not many things that can make him excited.

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More than a hundred miles away, in a long and narrow canyon, Qianji Zhenjun, a nine-year-old Sanjun, and a silver-shirted young man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist walked forward slowly, his face full of vigilance.

Passing through the canyon, a vast black dense forest appeared in front of them, and as far as the eye could see, there were towering trees hundreds of feet tall everywhere.

Qianji Zhenjun frowned, stopped, his right hand was blue, and with a palm, a big cyan hand flashed out and slapped on the ground.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the ground shook violently, and a huge handprint appeared, and a puddle of minced meat could be seen.

"There are a lot of fourth-order demon beasts here, and those fourth-order demon beasts who are proficient in the art of concealment are the most troublesome."

Nine-year-old Sanren said with a frown.

"As long as there is really dragon grass, these troubles are nothing."

The silver-shirted young man spoke.

"Don't worry, Wang Daoyou, I don't have the courage to lie to you."

Nine-year-old Sanren said.

"Get your hands on the dragon grass as soon as possible! It's better to leave Immortal Island early. ”

Qianji Zhenjun urged.

They walked ahead and disappeared into the forest.

Half an hour later, a dirt bag bulged up on the ground, and Shen Long drilled out of the ground with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Dragon Grass!"

Shen Long said to himself.

The high-grade dragon grass is beneficial to the Jiaolong's advancement, and can even improve the purity of the Jiaolong's bloodline.

Hualong grass has very strict requirements for the growth environment, and it is very difficult to cultivate artificially.

With a high-grade dragon grass, it can improve the purity of Bingjiao's bloodline essence, and with the ten thousand year Qixia Jade Lotus, it can greatly increase its chance of mutation.

Shen Long dived underground and followed.

With the Hidden Spirit Cloak in his hand, as long as he doesn't follow too closely, Qianji Zhenjun shouldn't be able to find Shen Long.

Two days later, the three of them appeared at the foot of a steep peak.

"Lin Daoyou, haven't reached your destination yet?"

Qianji Zhenjun frowned and asked.

It's already here. ’

The nine-year-old Sanren spoke, his sleeves flicked, and a yellow banner with a length of a ruler came out of his hand, turning into a yellow light and submerging into the stone wall.

The stone wall lit up with a yellow light, revealing a hole that was a few feet long.

The nine-year-old Sanjun strode in, and the divine sense of the Thousand Machines True Monarch was greatly opened, and he didn't find anything abnormal, so he walked in, followed by the silver-shirted young man.

It didn't take long for them to come to an end, appearing in an underground cavern.

At the top of the cave is a row of stalactites of varying lengths, and the stone walls are uneven and look nothing special.

The nine-year-old Sanren took out a yellow banner and punched a magic trick, and the yellow banner suddenly lit up with a yellow light, flew in front of a certain stone wall, and shook it gently.

I saw a yellow light light on the stone wall, and a round stone door appeared, and a hideous grimace was engraved on the surface of the stone door, and the runes flashed.

"This is the Blood Ghost Soul Devouring Forbidden, and it is actually this kind of prohibition."

Qianji Zhenjun frowned and said.

"If not, I won't invite two fellow Daoists to help, let's break the ban!"

The nine-year-old Sanren said, offering a red sharp cone about a foot long.

The red cone lit up with a dazzling red light, and a large number of red arcs emerged, turning into a red rainbow and hitting the round gate.

Qianji Zhenjun sacrificed two huge ape puppets, and with a pinch, their jaws were one, and a little golden light appeared in their mouths.

With a flash of golden light, they each emitted two thick golden rays of light that struck the circular gate.

The silver-shirted young man's body was shining with silver light, growing a large number of silver dragon scales, looking up to the sky and roaring, making a dragon groan.

He opened his mouth and let out a thick silver thunderbolt that struck the round door.

A rumbling bang rang out, and multiple spiritual lights flooded the circular gate.

"Two fellow Daoists, increase the intensity of the attack and break this ban as soon as possible."

The nine-year-old Sanren said in a deep voice, and as soon as the magic trick was urged, the red spiky cone suddenly burst into red light and hit the round gate.

Qianji Zhenjun and the silver-shirted youth increased their attacks one after another, and a huge explosion sounded, and the entire cave shook violently.

A mournful ghost cry sounded, which made people feel depressed.

The three of them stopped one after another, and the aura dissipated, revealing a round gate.

The grimace on the surface of the circular gate seemed to come to life, and let out a terrible devil cry, and a large amount of crimson blood poured out of the grimace's mouth, eyes, and nostrils, staining the stone gate red.

After a while, the stone gate was torn apart, revealing a stone chamber a hundred feet in size.

In the center of the stone chamber was a humanoid corpse, draped in a tattered cyan robe, with blackened bones in many places and a cracked skull.

On the wall hangs a painting of a tall old man in a green robe, and a square cyan offering table with three glittering spiritual treasures and a cyan storage bracelet placed on the table.

(End of chapter)