"My name is Qu Wu, and I am a spiritual person, and the sound of snakes crying in this canyon kept ringing before, and many disciples were attracted to it...... It's also strange, I've never heard of any White Snake Hall here in the past. The disciple who claimed to be Qu Wu used his spiritual power to heal his wounds while leading Ning Xiaoling towards the depths of the palace.

Ning Xiaoling held the inconspicuous broken knife, carried the bulging cloth bag on his back, walked beside him and listened to him, nodding slightly.

She hadn't heard Mr. Ling talk about the White Snake Temple or anything like that.

But this temple not only exists, but it is also very large, as big as the Medicine King Palace.

There was no light in the hall, it was dark, Ning Xiaoling opened his sword eyes and found that on both sides of the road leading to the depths of the temple, the walls were full of marks of scales scraping.

In the middle of the walls, there are frescoes and huge grooves, in which are lined with naked figures entwined with feathered serpents, the figures do not distinguish between men and women, with a strange and holy beauty, and there are many other entrances on both sides, the end is so deep that you can't see it at a glance.

Ning Xiaoling glanced at those places.

Qu Wu said: "When the Ming Corridor didn't come before, we had already explored this place. ”

Ning Xiaoling asked, "Then what is here?"

Qu Wu replied: "We speculate that the water of the Yellow Spring under the ground has risen, and the Netherworld Qi is abundant enough, but the bridge has changed, so it should have led to the other end of the valley, but instead connected to the Netherworld. ”

Ning Xiaoling was slightly shocked: "Can you go back like this?"

Qu Wudao: "We tried, and we can go back from the Nai He Bridge." ”

Ning Xiaoling was a little relieved.

The deeper you go into the main hall, the heavier the smell of blood becomes.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the almost black blood on the ground, and her expression was slightly condensed.

Qu Wu's injuries were temporarily suppressed, he wiped the blood on his forehead, and said: "I originally thought that these feathered snakes were just legends, but I didn't expect them to really exist in the world, fortunately, that feathered snake has just recovered and is still relatively weak, otherwise we may all have to die here......"

"The legend of the feathered serpent?" Ning Xiaoling had seen the feathered serpent, when Madame Bai was desperate and smashed the red moon into the yellow spring to cook herself, she turned into a white bone feathered snake, and the terrifying beauty of walking through the night made her unforgettable.

Qu Wu was puzzled: "Haven't you heard of it?"

Ning Xiaoling shook his head and said, "I am a disciple of the Sword Heavenly Sect, and I have only been here for half a year, and many things are still unclear. ”

Qu Wu nodded and said, "I see...... Legend has it that the body of Lord Hades is the Feathered Serpent, but the black scales and white feathers, after the death of the Hades, the yin and yang are reversed, and his scales have turned into countless young Feathered Serpents, most of them died in the boiling yellow spring water, and those who survived were white scales and black feathers, and they were scattered in all corners of the world, symbolizing revenge. Our husband told us that Lord Hades will be back one day......"

Ning Xiaoling snorted, and the beautiful appearance of the Feathered Serpent naturally appeared in her mind.

She originally thought that it was just her own random imagination, but she never thought that it would soon come true.

In the depths of the main hall, the fire burned.

A huge feathered serpent with snow-white scales was entrenched in the center, the ridges covering its body were rugged and hard, its snake eyes glowing with a faint gold, and the bright red letters under the snout scales swallowed up, while its back, its pitch-black feathers as black as eternal night dripping scarlet blood, gently and wearily covering its body.

It kept churning, knocking the wall behind it to the ground, and above it, a man in white was flying at high speed with his sword, slashing sword qi towards the feathered serpent.

And around the feathered serpent, there were also four or five cultivators, all of whom were attracted by the whistling sound of the white snake.

"Come back so quickly?" said someone in surprise.

"Well, I just met this junior sister. Qu Wu replied.

The disciple asked while trying to destroy the scale armor of the Feathered Serpent, "Senior Sister came just in time, you go and attack its tail, be careful, follow the traction of Senior Brother Minglang!"

Ning Xiaoling looked at the feathered serpent, her heart throbbed, and she asked, "Why do you want to kill it? Isn't the feathered serpent the god of our sect?"

The disciple explained, "This is the snake that the master suppressed in the White Snake Divine Valley, and it is a betrayer...... Now somehow escaped......"

Ning Xiaoling said: "Why don't you inform Uncle Shi of their ......?"

After saying this, she immediately realized that these disciples should have more or less spiritual treasures on their bodies, and they were reluctant to leave with the tips, because using the tips was equivalent to abstaining, and the spirit treasures couldn't be counted.

"Don't talk nonsense! Believe in Senior Brother, let's slaughter it together...... Qu Wu, you are too seriously injured, rest on the side first. The senior brother said quickly: "This snake is also a monster, first."

I felt sick and dying before, and suddenly I started to go crazy again......"

Qu Wu nodded, he clutched his chest, sat on the ground with a pale face, the broken sword was thrown aside, he was accidentally smashed to the ground by the wings of the feathered serpent before, and now he is still vomiting blood.

The senior brothers and sisters were all fighting, but Ning Xiaoling was reluctant to hurt this snake in her heart, so she was forced to rush forward violently, swinging her sword and slashing, indiscriminately filling the numbers.

The senior brother glanced at her and said curiously, "By the way, junior sister, what is the big bag you are carrying on your back?"

Ning Xiaoling hurriedly said: "Oh, this is the spirit fruit, pick more, hungry ......"

Senior brother nodded, he looked at the other party's somewhat soft sword qi, guessing that the other party's realm should be low, so he kindly advised: "That's right, senior sister, kill this feathered snake later, you have to be careful after you go out, there is one who is the same age as you, it seems to be called Ning Xiaoling, it is said that she has robbed many disciples' treasures, and the methods are very cruel, you should be careful." ”

"......" Ning Xiaoling was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you senior brother for the reminder, I will pay attention." ”

They swirled around the Feathered Serpent, smashing or peeling off many white scales from time to time, but the damage to the Feathered Serpent was limited after all, and the real main battlefield was above.

Ming Lang was like a real Feathered Serpent, he was dexterous in the air, and the Purple Court Realm's Ling Xuan stepped into the air to make his attacks in a small area seem to flicker.

The feathered serpent was scarred by the long siege, and its vibrating wings could no longer support its massive size.

Under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of everyone, the ancient creature that was once famous and famous, but now it was only half a step of the purple court, shook its spindle-shaped head, opened its blood basin and roared in pain, it hit the wall of the temple, instinctively wanted to escape, according to the wall of the temple was too thick, it smashed its scales a lot.

Ming Lang did not go head-to-head, although his realm was higher than this feathered serpent, but the realm of ancient beings could not be measured in a popular sense, and in the initial battle, he also suffered a lot of losses.

If it weren't for the stupid Quetzalcoatl swallowing the No. 1 Treasure into its belly and escaping, he wouldn't have chosen to confront it head-on.

Along the way, he probably found four spiritual treasures.

Although these four spiritual treasures are not bad, they are dispensable to him, and he has promised that when the time comes to get the number one foreign treasure, he will distribute these four spiritual treasures to others as a reward for helping to pull the feathered serpent.

In the melee, Ning Xiaoling's eyes were always looking at the feathered snake.

She found that something was not quite right with this Feathered Serpent, it fought without any logic, and all its attacks were based on the most primitive instincts, which did not match the legend of the highly intelligent Quetzalcoatl race......

Could it have been suppressed for too long, and now this feathered serpent has become a walking corpse?

As she was thinking like this, thunder exploded in the sky, and the sudden sword light appeared like a purple electric current, hanging and splitting down.

On the walls on both sides, spilled electric wire spider webs climbed up, sputtering a large amount of dust.

The sword qi fell in the air.

It was the sword of the Ming Lang.

He had been in the air for a long time, and during the time when the Feathered Serpent had gone mad, he avoided it, and now that the Feathered Serpent was once again in decline, his sword fell without hesitation.

Several streams of air slashed down with the purple thunderbolt, and the edge of the thunder and lightning was faintly black.

Ming Lang's sword slashed through the white snake's scale armor, bursting out a series of purple and red sparks, his body stepped on the snake's body, pressing it down and falling down, the white snake opened its bloody mouth, wanting to flap its wings to slap off the parasite that adhered to the seven inches.

But the rest of the disciples also pounced, they also no longer concealed their strength, and all kinds of methods were used together, and the steel hit the body of the feathered snake that had not long broken the seal, and the snake feathers and broken scales splashed in the scream.

Ming Lang stabbed his sword in its body.

Strength is instilled in the arms.

With a snort, the sword sank into the snake's flesh.

The screams of the white snake were heartbreaking.

The temple trembled, and the serpent's mournful howl turned into a gale.

Ning Xiaoling's figure was shaken back by the swaying snake tail.

Above, Ming Lang had already stabbed the snake meat with his sword, dragging it to the side, directly disemboweling the feathered snake.

This being, which belonged to the descendants of the Immortal King, collapsed in this way.

The figure of the bright corridor fell to the ground.

He looked at the sword in his hand, and then at the huge corpse on the ground, and felt a sense of unreality.

This feathered snake is not very powerful, if Uncle Shi and them came, they would have been able to kill it a long time ago, why did they choose to suppress it in the White Snake Valley?

Maybe it's been too long, and the uncles have forgotten about it.

After pondering for a while, he took out his sword, quenched it with sharp sword qi, cut open the belly of the feathered serpent, and took out the number one spirit treasure, the Soul Flag.

This spirit banner is very different from the one used by the liars on the rivers and lakes.

As long as it is waving, it can summon all the evil spirits within a radius of hundreds of miles, and make them obey its commands, and when it dances at night, the wind is shaking, and the scene is spectacular.

Ming Lang used his sword fire to burn away the disgusting slime from the belly of the feathered serpent on the spirit flag.

He looked at the brand-new spirit banner and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Minglang. The rest of the disciples also congratulated.

Here the Linggu is bigger, and the leader is destined to be the Ming Corridor.

No one noticed that Ning Xiaoling kept staring at the spirit flag, and even secretly swallowed his saliva.

But Ning Xiaoling is also self-aware, her current strength in the Upper Realm of Longevity, if she wants to be an enemy of Ming Lang, it is equivalent to giving up the spiritual treasures she has accumulated like a little squirrel.

Of course, if the disciples who were robbed by her heard it, they would definitely raise angry questions about the cute name of the little squirrel.

Ming Lang turned around and said, "You have all contributed to this hunting, this is the spiritual treasure that was promised to you." ”

He distributed the four spiritual treasures to the four disciples.

The disciples thanked them.

This killing of the Feathered Serpent should be regarded as a great achievement.

Ming Lang looked at Ning Xiaoling and said slightly apologetically: "I only found four pieces, and when I go out later, I will find another one for you." ”

The other disciples were very impressed by the "only" in his mouth, after all, the most found in history was only five pieces. But Ning Xiaoling didn't feel any disobedience, she even waved her hand and comforted: "It's still midnight, senior brother should be able to find some more." ”

"......" Everyone looked at Ning Xiaoling, thinking that this little girl was really a fledgling, and she was too unaware of the sky.

Ning Xiaoling realized that something was wrong, and she immediately tightened some cloth bags.

This cloth bag has the effect of insulating the aura, and the elders designed such a bag to prevent the disciples from fighting for no reason as much as possible. After all, it is much easier to plunder than to search.

Qu Wu, who was sitting on the side, also got a spiritual treasure, and he said: "I didn't make any effort, but I also got one, and I deserve it." ”

Ming Lang said: "You are the most seriously injured, and you should take it." ”

Qu Wu smiled, he suddenly looked at Ning Xiaoling, looked at the broken knife in her hand, and said with interest: "Senior sister, can you show me this knife in your hand?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "Don't give it." ”

Qu Wu smiled helplessly: "Senior sister is too stingy." ”

Ning Xiaoling snorted a little, this was her rarest weapon now.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the broken sword in his hand, and felt familiar for no reason, she asked, "Then can you show me your broken sword?"

Qu Wu was very generous: "Of course you can." ”

Ning Xiaoling took the broken sword, she put it in her hand and looked at it for a while, her fingers touched the gap, and she sighed softly.

Ming Lang turned to look at the feathered serpent, thinking about what to do with the corpse of the feathered serpent.

Ning Xiaoling's pupils shrunk...... This gap seems to be able to be spliced with the broken sword I picked up!

White Snake Valley...... White Snake Kamiya ......

She flashed back to the battle she had forgotten.

At that time, there was a battle in the White Snake Valley, and although the traces of the battle were there, the people disappeared without a trace, leaving only a fragment of the severed sword.

"Senior Brother Qu Wu, is it the first time you've seen this feathered snake?" Ning Xiaoling asked calmly.

Qu Wu nodded and said, "Of course, I am even later than the two senior brothers. ”

Ning Xiaoling sighed softly, and a terrible thought appeared in her heart.

She raised her head slowly, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "Senior brother, can you show me your bag of tips?"

Qu Wu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you asking for?"

"I'm just ......" Ning Xiaoling was still organizing the wording, and suddenly, her expression changed greatly.

"Be careful!" Ning Xiaoling exclaimed loudly.

Late.

Another snort.

Ming Lang lowered his head, and saw a sword stabbed out of his chest.

It was a white bone sword.

Qu Wu was standing behind him.

The bone sword slipped out of his sleeve.