"Naturally, you can use magic weapons, but I have already inquired about my junior brother, and the monks who enter it are all divided into teams by sect. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEach sect will have some extremely strong Qi Refining Cultivators entering it. Although the enemy is powerful, our Lingxiao Palace naturally has something to match it. Peng Dayong didn't drink much, but said with red eyes, "In two years, I will be thirty, and I may not be able to enter the top fifty of the sect." My qualifications are already poor, and I can't afford to wait for the next sect Xiaobi, no matter how dangerous the bloody forbidden land is, I can't say that I can only break through. ”

Peng Dayong hadn't drunk much, but his eyes were still red when he talked about the Bloody Forbidden Land.

Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but be silent for a while, and now the number of Tsukidans has greatly decreased. Each sect's Tsuki-Tsuki-Monk will not be able to directly obtain Tsukidan. There will definitely be a group of blood sons and daughters of the foundation builders to enter the blood-colored forbidden land.

In the Heishuizhai Mine, he has already seen the power of the Black Jiao Scissors, even if his strength is greatly improved now, but in the face of the Black Jiao Scissors, he still does not have the strength to match it head-on. Peng Dayong is too poor in qualifications, don't choose far, he must enter the blood-colored forbidden land, and in order to build Jidan, he needs to fight with his life. He couldn't be the same.

But at the thought of facing the attack of magic weapons in the blood-colored forbidden land, Lu Xiaotian still couldn't help but feel a tingle in his scalp. This kind of life and death in the hands of others is very uncomfortable.

pinning his life on the disciples of Lingxiao Palace who have magic weapons, Lu Xiaotian also can't believe it. At critical times, others will also not hesitate to treat them as outcasts. He had seen a lot of this kind of thing when he ventured in the Mochizuki Mountain Range.

The only way to keep him from being swayed by others and being treated as an outcast. Even he also has a magic weapon. Lu Xiaotian thought for a while, but magic weapons are not something that can be obtained casually, and it is difficult to find one in the entire Lingxiao Palace City, even if there are large spirit stones in his enchantment, but magic weapons are not available with money at some times. Ask someone to refine the spirit stone, he doesn't have this way in the Lingxiao Palace, if he is found out by Qian Dali, I am afraid that he will soon be killed.

However, Weng Zhihan mentioned that he refined the blood transformation for Qian Dali. Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, maybe the matter of the magic weapon had to start with Weng Zhihan.

Three days later, Lu Xiaotian collected the seeds of the Blood Devouring Vine, another main material for refining the Demon Binding Rope. On a huge spirit eagle, Weng Zhihan blew the cold wind not only did not have the slightest coldness, but instead there was irrepressible excitement and excitement, if it weren't for the fear of falling down on the spirit eagle, Weng Zhihan would have already raised his hands and roared loudly, thinking that he would never be able to get out of the Heishuizhai mine again, but he didn't expect to see the light of day so soon.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes were slightly closed, he didn't know the way, so the matter of controlling the spirit eagle to hurry was all handed over to Weng Zhihan, three days ago, through Peng Dayong's introduction, after he left Fang City, he went back to Qinglian Peak Domain directly to sign up for the Scarlet Forbidden Land. Then hurried back to the Heishuizhai mine, the matter is also a little dramatic, when he came out of the mine, he was troubled by the fat man, but the fat monk rejected him in public, just when Lu Xiaotian felt tricky and was about to go back to find a way, he didn't expect the fat monk to talk to him in private about it.

Of course, he also spent nearly two hundred spirit stones for this, so that the fat man made a lot of money. What a hypocritical guy. In addition, he spent an extra twenty spirit stones, and through the relationship between the fat man, he inquired about the beginning and end of Weng Zhihan's entry into the mine, and found that he was indeed manipulated and removed, and Weng Zhihan was removed from the disciples of Lingxiao Palace on a trumped-up charge.

At this time, Weng Zhihan didn't know that he had been simply checked by Lu Xiaotian.

"Lu Gongzi, the following is the village where Xiao Lao'er lived before, Xiao Lao'er still has a daughter who has never stepped into the immortal road, they have been for more than 20 years, and they also want to go down to see, and there are still nearly two days away from the treasure land, and Lingying also needs to rest halfway. Seeing Lu Xiaotian frowning slightly, Weng Zhihan hurriedly said, "As long as Lu Gongzi has enough ice silk, as well as the collected blood-devouring vines, and using the blood spirit and earth fire of the treasure land, he can refine the magic weapon to bind the demon rope within three months, and Xiao Lao'er will use the head of the item to guarantee that he will never miss Lu Gongzi's time." ”

"It's good that you know what to do. Lu Xiaotian nodded after a hint of displeasure flashed on his face.

Weng Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief, and the spirit eagle suddenly descended in height. Below is the secular country, full of hills, and a few locust trees scattered one after another. Dozens of thatched huts are scattered on both sides of a creek. Tian Long was in a strange traffic, but there were still dozens of feet away from the ground, and the two of them smelled a trace of blood floating on the ground.

A few of them were carrying burdens and fled from Tian Longyin in a panic.

"This, what's going on?" Weng Zhihan had a hint of panic in his tone, the Spirit Eagle was still more than ten zhang away from the ground, and Weng Zhihan jumped down, this height was nothing for a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.

"Stop!" Weng Zhihan shouted as he stopped in front of a few farmers, "what's going on up ahead?"

"You, are you an immortal?" An elder watched Weng Zhihan's beard fall from the sky flutteringly, and he came with a spirit eagle, and several other farmers knelt on the ground.

"Please let the immortals be the masters of Xiao Lao'er, the entire Huaishu Village, two hundred and eight people, except for the five people in front of them, the women were snatched away by the bandits, and the men were all killed by those bandits. The old man and a few old and weak people who had escaped knelt on the ground and cried loudly, in pain.

"What, bandits, where are the bandits?" Weng Zhihan snatched the elder from the ground with a shuddering gaze.

"To the east, to the northeast, about thirty miles, there is a Niushou Mountain, and the thieves usually bring the captured women and goods back to the mountain. The elder was frightened by Weng Zhihan's appearance and stammered.

"Ying'er, come to save you for your father. Weng Zhihan shouted, took out the spirit sword, and shot away in the northeast direction like a lightning speed.

"These damn bandits. Lu Xiaotian's eyes also flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent, after several tests of life and death, he was not merciful to the enemy, but he was extremely disgusted with this kind of wanton killing ordinary people. Now that he had run into it, he didn't mind getting rid of this gang of bandits. However, Weng Zhihan is already in the late stage of qi refining, and it is not a problem to deal with a group of bandits.

Maybe there is still a living mouth in the mountain village. As soon as he thought of this, Lu Xiaotian flew to the village on the Spirit Eagle. The closer you get to the big locust tree village, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

A single knife is fatal! Lu Xiaotian looked at dozens of dead people one after another, and all of them cut the artery in the neck with a single knife. The ground had been stained red with blood. The body was cold, and the victim had been dead for a long time. However, seeing that the deceased was surprised, and the shocked expression froze on his face, Lu Xiaotian's brows couldn't help frowning. More than a dozen corpses in a row at the head of the village are like this, and after looking at the entire village, none of them are alive, and the people who started them are clean and neat. While Lu Xiaotian's face was angry, a trace of ruthlessness flashed.

"Not good!" Soon, Lu Xiaotian reacted, hurriedly summoned the Spirit Eagle, and galloped away in the direction of Weng Zhihan.