Phew!"

Beihe's figure swept up from a huge crack in the ground and appeared in midair.

At this time, he looked up and found that in the air in front of him, there were four flying magic weapons levitating. There are still many people on these four flying magic weapons.

It seems that like him, there are many monks who came out of the Monro Hall in advance.

At this time, he noticed that the flying magic weapon belonging to the Wanhua Sect was only eight people on it, except for the two elders of the Yudan Period.

Bei He's expression was a little strange, the reason why the Wanhua Sect suffered such a heavy loss was because it had at least half of the relationship with him.

There were six Wanhua Sect monks who died in his hands, and the other six were killed by the horse-faced boy and the puppet.

Although in the past, when stepping into the Monluo Palace, the people and horses of the various sect forces would lose something, but it was still relatively rare for twenty people to lose twelve people. This can also be seen from the gloomy faces of the two elders of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect.

After Bei He appeared, on the flying magic weapon where the Wanhua Sect was, a woman immediately looked at him.

This woman is none other than Zhao Qing.

Right now, Zhao Qing looked at him, and there was coldness in his beautiful eyes. Then I saw this woman get up and whisper something to an elder of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect in front of her.

The old woman in the Yudan period raised her head and looked at Beihe, with Sen Ran's murderous intent in her eyes.

For just a moment, Beihe secretly said badly.

But he didn't have much fear, although he killed a lot of people from the Wanhua Sect in the Mengluo Palace, but after he came out, Zhang Jiuniang and Mrs. Hao would not watch the elders of the Wanhua Sect attack him.

Moreover, in the Monro Palace, in order to compete for treasures, death and injury are inevitable.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately swept towards the flying boat magic weapon that belonged to the Injustice Mountain, and finally stood on the deck.

At this time, he looked around and found that in addition to Zhang Jiuniang and Mrs. Hao, there were also several disciples of the Injustice Mountain on the Feizhou magic weapon.

Needless to say, Yao Ling was sitting cross-legged at the front of the deck at this time. This woman turned a blind eye to Beihe's arrival, and closed her eyes to breathe.

In addition to Yao Ling, one of the other women caught Beihe's attention, this woman was delicate and beautiful, and she was one of the two leading figures of the younger generation of the Injustice Mountain.

Bei He had cultivated the Spiritual Sensing Technique, and at such a close distance, he could see that this woman now had the cultivation fluctuations of the Transformation Yuan Period. It seems that this woman is also in the Mengluo Palace, and she has broken through her cultivation.

As for the others, Bei He just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, only to see him come to Zhang Jiuniang and Mrs. Hao, and bowed: "I've seen Elder Zhang and Elder Hao." ”

But Madame Hao always had her back to him, facing the direction of the abyssal rift.

Before Zhang Jiuniang could speak, Mrs. Hao didn't look back and said, "Have you seen my son Tian Win." ”

Beihe's heart jumped suddenly, and secretly said that he had killed Tian Ying, and this woman knew it. But he didn't show the slightest discoloration, and said, "Elder Hao, the disciple hasn't seen it. ”

After Beihe's voice fell, Yao Ling, who was sitting cross-legged behind him, his eyes closed and falling into pranayama, his brows were slightly undetectable, but then he stretched out and continued to fall into pranayama.

At this time, Mrs. Hao's face was extremely gloomy, looking at the direction of the abyss crack, with a touch of murderous intent in her eyes that people did not dare to look at directly.

This woman also has a round jade pendant in her hand, but this jade pendant is now broken.

There was originally a wisp of natal soul belonging to Tian Ying in the jade pendant, as long as Tian Ying fell, then the soul would also be extinguished, causing the jade pendant to shatter.

Now that the jade pendant in her hand is shattered, needless to say, Tian Ying has fallen in the Mengluo Palace.

Of course, Zhang Jiuniang saw all this, this woman would not say anything at such a moment, but looked at Beihe Road: "Take out all your harvest this time." ”

"Yes!"

Beihe nodded. I breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart, but fortunately, the worst didn't happen.

He stepped forward, took off the storage bags one by one, and put them in front of Zhang Jiuniang.

Finally, he took off the storage bag that belonged to him, but before putting it down, he took out several bottles of mana-restoring elixir, as well as a golden net, and a small black hammer.

These things belong to him, so naturally he doesn't have to hand them in.

After taking the things out, he put the storage bag down as well.

When she saw that there were so many storage bags on Beihe's waist, Zhang Jiuniang's eyes flashed with different colors. The people who stepped into the Mengluo Hall had one storage bag in each hand, and now there were seven or eight storage bags hanging from Beihe's waist, needless to say, he had killed a lot of people.

The woman chuckled, and then opened the storage bags brought out by Beihe one by one and began to count them.

When the inventory was finished, the woman put the storage bag aside.

Then her divine sense probed from the center of her eyebrows, covering Beihe's whole person in it, scanning up and down

Under the glance of this woman, Beihe only felt that his whole body was exposed, and he was seen by this woman.

But he didn't act rashly and let Zhang Jiuniang's investigation.

It wasn't until more than ten breaths later that Zhang Jiuniang took her divine sense back from him, and instead covered the bottles of pills that belonged to him, as well as the golden net and other things, and glanced at it again.

Beihe secretly said that these elders of the Dan period had investigated carefully enough.

However, from beginning to end, Zhang Jiuniang did not find the animal skin from him that was suspected to be the topographic map and formation map of the Mengluo Palace.

"Elder Hao, it's your turn. At this time, Zhang Jiuniang looked at Mrs. Hao and said.

Beihe not only had to go through Zhang Jiuniang's inspection, but also Mrs. Hao's inspection, and the two elders shot at the same time, and no one could hide anything privately.

However, Beihe did not panic about this, he did not bring back the storage bag belonging to Yingliang before, but threw it in a remote corner of the abyss.

Otherwise, if this woman finds out that Yingliang's storage bag is on him, I'm afraid it will be exposed.

As for the hide, he had buried it somewhere in the crack below.

After the closure of the Monluo Palace, the large array belonging to this hall will be activated, and at that time, the miasma in the entire abyss will be so thick that even the monks of the Yudan Stage will not be able to dive too deep, and the spatial cracks will also run rampant everywhere, and it can be said that no one will be able to return to it.

But at least hide the hides underneath, and Beihe may be able to retrieve them in the future. And if the animal skin is brought out, it will not be his.

After hearing Zhang Jiuniang's words, Mrs. Hao shook her head, and then said, "Sister, just deal with this matter." ”

At this moment, her eyes were still looking at the direction of the abyss below, and it was obvious that Tian Ying's death had dealt her a lot of blows, and this woman's heart was filled with deep grief.

"Let's go down. Zhang Jiuniang looked at the North River Road.

At the same time, the woman also returned the storage bag that Beihe handed over half a year ago.

After Beihe took the storage bag, he picked up the black hammer and gold net on the ground and put them into the storage bag.

But just as he opened the storage bag, his heart sank slightly.

Although the contents of the storage bag were the same, he had the feeling that the storage bag had been opened.

For just a moment, he thought of Zhang Jiuniang.

It seems that this woman really didn't trust him, and after he took out the lotus seed of the Black Shadow Lotus, most of this woman knew that he had a lot of secrets.

It's just that his ancient martial arts mask, as well as the three-foot iron rod, and the black bead and other things, were all hidden by him at the foot of a mountain in the Injustice Mountain, he was worried that if these things were brought on his body, if Zhang Jiuniang saw them, his identity would be exposed.

After turning his back to Zhang Jiuniang, he walked towards a certain position with his usual face, and finally sat down cross-legged.

But the position he was sitting in right now happened to be next to Yao Ling's daughter.

After glancing at this woman, Beihe withdrew his gaze and fell into meditation and pranayama.

Although the trip to Mengluo Hall is over, it seems that there is still Zhang Jiuniang to deal with this trouble, and if he doesn't get it right, he will capsize.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe couldn't help but think about how to deal with this female cultivator of the Yudan stage.

Over the next few days, many monks swept up from the cracks in the abyss below, returning to their respective powers' flying magic weapons.

Until the last day came, in the abyssal rift below, a thick miasma tumbled, filling the space within.

The Monroden in the depths of the earth was closed again, and the trip to the Monroden was also over.

For several days, Mrs. Hao had been standing at the bow of the flying boat, looking at the abyss below with her hands behind her back, and everything was handled by Zhang Jiuniang.

All the disciples of Bugong Mountain also returned, a total of eleven people, and nine people were lost in the Mengluo Palace.

Judging from the previous proportions, the loss of this injustice mountain is also extremely heavy.

Of course, there are also gains, and the young man, one of the leaders of the Injustice Mountain, seems to have brought out the egg of a spirit beast from the Mengluo Palace, which made Zhang Jiuniang extremely happy. Judging from the breath, after the eggs of that spirit beast hatch out, this beast will directly have a heavy cultivation in the condensation period, which is enough to see that this beast is of extremely high grade, and in the future, it may be able to break through to the knot stage and become the guardian spirit beast of the Injustice Mountain.

In the past few days, Beihe also saw the horse-faced young man who controlled the puppet at the beginning, who came out of the abyss three days ago and returned to the flying magic weapon belonging to the small and medium-sized forces.

The appearance of the horse-faced young man also attracted Zhao Qing's attention, and after the woman whispered a few words to the side of the two elders of the Dan Period, the two monks of the Dan Stage looked at the horse-faced young man, revealing a fierce expression. This scene frightened the horse-faced young man a lot, and he immediately shrank on the flying magic weapon, not daring to come out again.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, from the flying magic weapon of the Heavenly Corpse Gate, a man dressed in black swept towards Beihe and the others.

This man has short hair, a hard face, and a rather burly body. After standing in mid-air, the short-haired man looked at Zhang Jiuniang and said with a smile: "Fairy Zhang, I hope you can think about what Gu said before, as long as you make a decision, you can come to me at any time at the Heavenly Corpse Gate." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuniang's expression sank, "Ancient Daoist friends don't need to think about it, the concubine doesn't want to find a Taoist companion yet." ”

"This is not necessarily, what if Fairy Zhang changes his mind one day, hahaha......" Heavenly Corpse Gate Xiu burst out laughing. Then the person changed his words, "Gu Mou has advanced to the late stage of the Dan for more than 100 years, and the breakthrough of the Yuan Infant Period is just around the corner, I don't know how many female cultivators want to hug Gu's thighs, and Gu Mou had a soft spot for Fairy Zhang a hundred years ago, and I hope that Fairy Zhang will not live up to Gu's kindness." ”

Zhang Jiuniang's face became more and more gloomy, and she looked at this person: "There is no need to mention this matter, please let Gu Daoyou go." ”

The short-haired man of the Heavenly Corpse Gate was not annoyed by Zhang Jiuniang's refusal, but smiled slightly, turned around and swept towards the flying magic weapon belonging to the Heavenly Corpse Gate.

While the two were talking, the other two flying magic weapons had already broken through the air and disappeared in two directions.

After the return of the Great Han of the Heavenly Corpse Gate, the people of the Heavenly Corpse Gate also galloped away from this place.

Zhang Jiuniang retracted her gaze, then looked at Mrs. Hao's back and said, "Elder Hao, I'll wait and leave." ”

"Hey......"

Mrs. Hao let out a long sigh, two tears flowed down her cheeks, and then the female mana was agitated, and the flying boat magic weapon where everyone was located broke through the sky in the direction of the Injustice Mountain.

Beihe also withdrew his gaze from the direction where everyone left in the Heavenly Corpse Gate at this time, the short-haired man before turned out to be a monk in the late stage of Jiedan, and he was also full of confidence in breaking through to the Yuan Infant Stage. And this person is actually interesting to Zhang Jiuniang, which is a bit interesting.

After shaking his head, Beihe suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and at this time, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The trip to the Monrodian was extremely smooth, and after returning, he was going to immediately start breaking through to the Transformation Yuan Stage.

Beihe can clearly feel that his lifespan is less than three years, and if he doesn't break through, he can only sit down.

Three years seemed like a short time, but when he felt that there were six spiritual roots in his body, and he was absorbing and refining the spiritual energy between heaven and earth at any time, he was full of confidence.

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Chapter 245: Return