In the small courtyard, the sky was just bright

Dai Luthos was in a meditative position, her head resting on the bedpost, and slowly woke up, she pressed her stiff neck, not understanding how she could fall asleep?

She lowered her head, her hands pressing her neck paused, then she quickly got up, came to the door, kicked the door, and the door panel shattered directly and flew out.

Dai Luluo quickly came to the Xiangyang Gate, and with the same kick, the door was also useless, but she didn't care at all, rushed into the house, and looked at all the corners, and there was no one inside.

"What's going on?" Yun Di yawned and walked out of the house when he heard the sound.

"Yun Di, what are you crazy about early in the morning? Broke the door of the pothos, aren't you afraid that she will fight with you?" Huo Jianxin rubbed his eyes, and when he saw the broken door of the pothos, he couldn't help but roar.

Wang Yulin also stepped out of the door, but the obvious red mark on his face also showed that he also fell asleep last night.

"Did you all fall asleep last night?" Dai Luthos, who rushed out of the room, thought of a possibility, and her voice couldn't help but tremble a little, praying in her heart that it was not what she thought.

"Ahh

Immediately, everyone stood still, and they also noticed that something was wrong, they hadn't slept for a long time, basically just meditating and cultivating, how could they have fallen asleep inexplicably last night?

Huo Jianxin and Yun Di suddenly reacted, and like Dai Luluo, they rushed into Xiangyang's room, spun around, and rushed out with a frightened face.

"What to do? She must have gone on her own. Huo Jian was about to cry in a hurry, Chai Fei was like this before, and went out quietly.

"There is no yard within ten zhang, and he is not sure to hide it from us, so he directly fascinated us?" Yun Di didn't expect that Xiang Yang didn't mention it after that day, he thought she had given up, who knows......

"What's wrong? Where did she go?" Of the four, only Wang Yulin didn't know what was going on, he didn't understand, why were they so excited?

"What's wrong, if she makes any mistakes, I can't spare you!" Dai Luluo left this cruel sentence and went straight to the courtyard gate.

Before she walked to the front of the courtyard gate, the door was pushed open by someone who came, and the person who came was Shang Ling'er, she came to get this month's pill, she didn't worry about others, and every time she came by herself.

"Where are you going?" Shang Ling'er looked at the four people with solemn faces and asked curiously.

"Where is the secret realm?" Dai Luluo was about to look for her, but unexpectedly, she happened to appear in front of her.

"You don't know? Xiang Yang asked me last time, didn't she tell you? Shang Ling'er thought they already knew.

Shang Ling'er looked at the four people with anxious faces, but there was no Xiang Yang, "Wouldn't it?

Shang Ling'er was straightforward, thinking of something and saying something, but a few people were angry, Dai Luluo's face became darker, and her voice was directly a few degrees higher, "I asked where you are?!"

Lingwu Continent, Secret Territory

Dai Luluo guessed correctly, Xiang Yang was really here, she looked up at the spectacle in mid-air, and it was really as Shang Ling'er said.

Xiang Yang has been here for three days, how the spirit silk grass flies into the air, how the stone bridge is built, how it grows, she can see it clearly, it is hard to imagine that there is such a strange elixir in the world.

Today is the last day! Xiang Yang looked at the monks around her, every cultivator was higher than her, and there was only herself, a monk in the foundation building period.

Xiang Yang was very nervous, his palms were full of sweat, looking at the spirit silk grass that had absorbed enough spiritual power and was slowly getting bigger, just waiting for it to become transparent, it was time to fight hard.

It's not that she's not afraid, it's just that there are some things, there will always be someone to do, and if she doesn't do it, who can she expect to do?

Everyone self-styled and waited for the Spirit Silk Grass to mature, and finally, the Spirit Silk Grass began to become transparent at an extremely slow speed, and emitted a faint blue light.

Suddenly, from the bottom of the stone bridge, rocks of various sizes landed, and everyone knew, "Here we are!" They rushed forward and leaped into the rocks in the air.

Xiang Yang took out a mask and put it on his face, and the spirit vine in his hand flew out instantly, wrapped around the nearest rock, flew up, kicked his feet in the air a few times, and fell on the rock.

It's just that the rocks are falling at a very fast rate, and she needs to keep changing the rocks, and faster than the rocks are falling, otherwise she will never be able to get close to the Spirit Silk Grass.

"Keng", just as he was about to jump on the previous rock, the monk on the rock behind him reached out and gave Xiang Yang a sword, which did not cause any damage except for a crack in his clothes.

Xiang Yang turned around, swung his fist at the rock at the bottom of the opponent's feet, and jumped to a huge rock in the upper left, without stopping, all the way up.

The rock was shattered by Xiang Yang's punch, and the monk had no place to stay, so he hurriedly jumped to the rock below, looking at Xiang Yang's back as he had gone away, and his teeth itched with hatred.

There were also some monks below, who did not go up to snatch the Spirit Silk Grass, but waited for the result to be divided before snatching it, and some of them also noticed Xiang Yang.

I feel that Xiangyang's spirit vine and attack method are very similar to the Yinghua team that the Chai family and other families have bountied, but the mask is not right, and the number of people is not right.

Xiang Yang is getting closer and closer to the Spirit Silk Grass, and he is receiving more and more attacks, but it is just a simple power attack, without the assistance of spiritual power, and it will not cause any damage to Xiang Yang.

"Boom~Boom~", Xiang Yang was not polite, his fist swung out again and again, and as the rock shattered, the monks who attacked her fell down one after another.

Gradually, more and more monks noticed Xiang Yang's bravery and began to unite to deliberately target Xiang Yang, who moved forward cautiously, and struggled to deal with attacks from all directions.

Finally, Xiang Yang came to the rock five steps away from the Spirit Silk Grass, and the Spirit Vine flew out, rolled back the Spirit Silk Grass that was about to break away from the soil, and put it into the Phantom Spirit Ring, "Put it away!"

After Xiang Yang finished yelling at the Phantom Spirit Tree, he looked at the monks who kept gathering over, and both fists came out, except for the rocks under his feet, and shattered all the rocks around him.

"Click!" a heavy sword flew from nowhere, shattering the rock at Xiangyang's feet.

There was nothing left on the soles of Xiang Yang's feet, because he was too vigorous before, causing the surrounding rocks to be too far away, and in a hurry, the spirit vine flew out, continued to grow, extended, and took root on the ground.

Rows of arm-long branches sprouted from one side of the spirit vine, forming adjacent rattan ladders, and Xiang Yang stepped on the ladder and flew down, constantly dodging the attacks of the flying stones and the cultivators on the flying stones.

Looking at the unstoppable Xiangyang who swooped down, the monk on the ground moved, drew his sword to cut the spirit vine, and waited for Xiangyang to fall down.

Xiang Yang had no choice but to withdraw the spirit vine, let his body fall quickly, and at a distance of less than a zhang from the ground, the spirit vine flew out again.

However, this time the spirit vine was heading towards the trees in the distance, and Xiang Yang swung over like a spirit ape, and the monks did not respond for a while, they did not expect that Xiang Yang's spirit vine would grow again if it was broken.

Dongfang Zhengyang also came here, and he found that the more dangerous the place, the more he could always meet her, and he didn't know if she was courageous or reckless and ignorant, and died by herself.

"Why are you working so hard, you can't use this spiritual material, and even if you get it, you can't protect it. Dongfang Zhengyang said.

Xiang Yang heard this familiar voice and almost fell off the tree, but she quickly came back to her senses, and the experience of escaping death for many years had already formed a conditioned reflex.

"Flee to the right, there is another exit there!" Xiang Yang listened to Dongfang Zhengyang's words, and before he had time to thank him, he quickly fled in that direction with the flying sword.

The other monks also took out their flying swords one after another and chased after Xiang Yang, but the speed was much faster than Xiang Yang, and the distance was rapidly shortening little by little.

Xiang Yang pasted the talisman that appeared in his hand on the flying sword, the speed of the flying sword was much faster all of a sudden, before coming, Xiang Yang was also fully prepared, and in the past few months, the spirit stones obtained from Shang Ling'er were all exchanged for things for escape.

"Sonorous ......" Several flying swords galloped in the blink of an eye, just like before, with the flying sword itself, it could not leave any traces on Xiang Yang's body, except for the torn clothes.

"Poof~", a flying sword, with a long sword, flew again, leaving a deep wound on Xiang Yang's back, black blood gushed out instantly, Xiang Yang didn't deal with it, and took out a bunch of talismans and stuck them on the sword, as long as they didn't catch up.

"Black blood, he's the one on the bounty list, catch him, don't let him escape. ”

The monk saw the black blood of Xiang Yang, like a mosquito seeing blood, and the speed was faster, and they wanted the spirit silk grass, if they could get a large amount of spirit stones by the way, it would be even better.

More and more flying swords and magic weapons came straight to Xiangyang, and there were more and more wounds on Xiang Yang's body, flying all the way, black blood kept dripping from the air, and ink-colored flowers bloomed on the ground.

Xiang Yang gritted his teeth and tried to hold on, as long as he was out of the secret realm, it was still a little close, "Xiang Yang, hold on, hold on, the exit is in front." ”

At this time, Xiang Yang had several long swords stuck in his back, the wound was too deep, the wound was too deep, and the long sword could not fall on its own.

Actually, the Phantom Spirit Tree doesn't understand human feelings, it doesn't understand the reason why Xiang Yang has made such masochistic behavior, and it has been more than once, but looking at Xiang Yang like this, it seems to understand a little, if Xiang Yang dies, it will also be sad and worried, right?

Finally, at the moment when Xiang Yang flew out of the exit of the secret realm, he possessed himself and slapped the red talisman that his left hand had been holding tightly on the flying sword, and the whole person lay on the flying sword and closed his eyes with confidence.

The flying sword flew out at a speed ten times faster than just now, and before the monk behind him could react, he could only see a small black dot, and he couldn't catch up anymore.