Cheng Qian took out a hand and slapped it on his waist, and a delicate jade bottle was taken out, and he directly pulled out the cork with his mouth, and put it in his mouth like a jelly bean.

Gradually, Cheng Qian's pale face improved, and he took out another middle-grade spirit stone and absorbed the pure spiritual energy inside to restore his mana.

Cheng Qian turned his head and looked back, there were four or five escapes chasing after him, Cheng Gan's mind moved, so it was not a matter for them to chase, at this time Cheng Qian had many scars on his body, and his mana was not exhausted, but he wanted to fight this demon yuan to kill a few people, but he was afraid that when the time came, he would not even have the strength to escape.

Just when Cheng Qian was struggling, a stone forest appeared in front of his divine sense, and thick stone pillars with three people hugging each other rose from the ground, looking like hundreds of acres, and there was no edge in sight.

As soon as the spiritual power urged Cheng Qian, he stepped on the Sharp Wind Sword and disappeared into the two stone pillars, and after a cup of tea, five disciples in different costumes hurriedly escaped and stopped in front of a row of stone pillars.

Among them, two of the Imperial Sword Sect, the others were the Soul Dementor Sect and two disciples of a certain family, and a slight old man of the Imperial Sword Sect said with a solemn face: "This kid is really cunning, he didn't expect to hide in the stalagmite mountain, these are not easy to find." ”

"Yes, there are tens of thousands of tall stone pillars in Stalagmite Mountain, and it's really hard to find people. A family disciple shook his head helplessly and said.

"Hmph! What a waste of time, this time the secret realm is limited, you Li will not mix blindly with you, farewell!" The disciple of the Soul Sect flicked his sleeves, picked up the magic weapon and flew away.

The four who were left behind shook their heads one after another, and the old man of the Imperial Sword Sect also shook his head helplessly: "We, low-level disciples in the Qi cultivation period, do we still go to the center to compete for spiritual objects? ”

"Senior Brother Wan is right, let's just beat the Nangong family's foundation building disciple just now, one person resisted so much, and killed a lot of disciples, we also ran to the center, I really don't know whether to live or die, although the foundation building disciple of the Nangong family will definitely be defeated, but his purple hammer is not an ordinary thing, even if we kill him, but in the end, we have to fight for that hammer is indispensable, or Senior Brother Wan is wise, seeing this kid running away, he followed him, not blindly mixing there, so many monks We estimate that we can't even get half a cup of soup。 The young man standing beside the old man smiled and said.

"That's right, Wan Daoyou is really wise, isn't it Wan Daoyou pulling us, maybe we are still fighting at the entrance of the first line of heaven now, although the treasure is good, it must also be enjoyed, the purple magic weapon, it seems to be a consumable item, after the fierce battle, the aura is extremely dim, it may disappear at any time, and it is still a fart." The family disciple on the side, who had not spoken, opened his mouth and boasted.

"Haha! What's wrong with this, this little monk of the Cloud Sword Sect may not be an ordinary disciple, you see that he is a superb magic weapon at will, so many superb magic weapons are here, and he is still fighting for a fart there. We did it first because we were afraid of the power of the Nangong family and wanted to exterminate it, so we had to fish in troubled waters, I don't know which monk in the Maple Valley shouted, it wasn't the Ming Dong family who was assassinated, and we wouldn't make a move. Hey, it's a big deal, just take a detour when you see the Nangong family in the future, is it okay The old man is directly hiding in the sect and can't go out, how can I bear it?" The old man surnamed Wan was praised by several people, and said with a laugh.

"Hehe, this kid's cultivation is not high, he is a top-level magic weapon, who is not chasing him. The young man of the Imperial Sword Sect on the side said with a greedy look on his face.

"Hehe, without further ado, let's go in and find out that kid, and I'll follow Wan Daoyou to get clean." The family disciple on the side suddenly said with a smile, and then looked at the junior brother on the side and began to laugh.

"Although there are no terrible demon beasts in the stalagmite mountain, there is a group of first-order spirit beasts green winged bats, although the green wings are not powerful, just a small role, but don't underestimate such demon beasts, they all live together, it is extremely troublesome to provoke them, one is accidentally besieged by thousands of green winged bats, even if you wait for the cultivation to be powerful, you will definitely fall into it. Hearing this, Wan surnamed Xiuwei frowned and looked into the depths of the stone pillar and said.

"That's right, as far as Zhang knows, this group of blue-winged bats is different from other bats, most of the other bats live in caves, but this bat is naturally weird, it likes to stay in the open-air stone pillars, and the blue-winged bats seem to be very afraid of fire. Then the family disciple spoke again. ,

"What Zhang Daoyou said is good, since we all know the habits of this bat, it is good, without further ado, let's hurry in and find out that kid, so as not to run away from that kid, this kid is very cunning. The monk looked approving, and then flew into the stone pillar first.

A few people didn't dare to slack off, for fear that if they took a slow step, those magic weapons would be strengthened first, and they all harnessed the flying swords and entered the stalagmite mountain.

At this time, Cheng Qian was carrying Nangong Qin on his back and shuttling among the stone pillars, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many stone pillars he had passed, and he seemed to be unable to distinguish the direction inside, and at a glance there were all dense tall stone pillars, so that Cheng Qian didn't know where to go.

On the way, Cheng Qian also asked the demon wolf what the "rune treasure" was, and the demon wolf said that the rune treasure was refined from the magic weapon of the monks in the Yudan period, and all the power of the magic weapon was sealed into the rune paper, of course, the rune paper was not an ordinary rune paper, it was made of a material called Coptis chinensis.

If you want a low-level monk to use a magic weapon, you can only take a quarter of its power and seal it in the coptis wood paper, but the rune treasure is also rare, and it is rare to see that thing sealed into the rune paper for the low-level monk to use.

It is not easy to refine the talisman treasure, even if the talisman maker who is very proficient in the rune paper has seven or eight times out of ten, and the refining of this talisman must be above the middle stage of the knot, so it is very laborious to refine, and in addition to the cultivation of the immortal realm, the talisman maker is quite rare, who is full and has nothing to do to do not go to the cultivation and go to refine this, the things that cost the people and money, if the refining fails, the entire magic weapon will be destroyed.

And the rune treasure is also divided into good and bad quality, thinking that the low-level magic weapon can only refine some rune treasures that are not very powerful, if the top-level magic weapon cannot be refined, it is unimaginable, and the ordinary magic weapon can not withstand a blow.

Cheng Qian's heart was full of joy when he heard this, and the thought flashed in his heart, when would he have to play with Zhang Fubao.

Cheng Qian, who was fantasizing about Fu Bao, suddenly frowned, only to see that in the gaps of several stone pillars in front of him, countless dense black dots appeared without warning, and there was a scream, and a swarm of bees rushed towards Cheng Qian, Cheng Qian took a closer look, they were all cyan bats the size of a skull!

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