Su Zi smiled: "You are really interested in the Demon Transformation Bone Sword, and you want to compete with the head of the mustard sect." ”

Luo Kui didn't squint, and smiled faintly: "I'm also a layman, so naturally I can't avoid vulgarity, but the Demon Transformation Bone Sword is not in the hands of the spirit bone, nor is it in the hands of the Spirit Feather, this whereabouts, I'm afraid it will fall on the Tianyi Sect, after all, when the Tongling Valley was encircled and suppressed, the Tianyi Sect almost poured out, if you don't get some treasures, how can you be worthy of so many disciples who died unexpectedly, at that time, Jiang Mang's cultivation was already extremely high, and it was not difficult to take the Demon Transformation Bone Sword while the Tongling Valley was broken. ”

Su Zi poured the remaining half of the water on the ground, and the soaked peony buds rolled in the dust, and the gray was abruptly not half a good color, and he poured some boiling water into the cup and scalded it, before soaking a peony bud again, he didn't drink it, but only looked at the delicate and beautiful flowers floating in the water, and laughed sarcastically: "After the original Tongling Valley was breached, the various sects only cared about looting and sweeping, and the entire Tongling Valley was almost ransacked, and who would notice what Jiang Mangni had done." ”

Luo Kui covered her mouth and yawned, sleepiness hit, she said with a sad expression: "I'll go to sleep, and I'll leave the rest to you." ”

In the middle of the night, in the northwest corner of the city, there is a bamboo forest covering an extremely wide area, and the wind passes through the bamboo that has grown for an unknown number of years, and the verdant bamboo emits the sound of waves.

Elsewhere, it was a starry and lush spring night, but here it was pressed by a thick lead cloud, as if it had fallen into winter overnight.

Tiny white snowflakes swirl through the bamboo forest, and a hand stretches out from the bamboo shadow, and the snowflakes melt as soon as they are in their hands.

The man was dressed thinly, and the cold wind blew by, instantly condensing a thin layer of ice, and the man didn't even shiver as if he was not afraid of the cold, but just shook his shoulders, and the ice cracked countless tiny cracks in an instant, and fell to the ground with a flutter, turning into a layer of hoarfrost.

"You're here," a young voice came from behind the man.

The man turned around, and it was a face covered with light blue scales, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, and the same light blue water rippled in the depths of the eyes, dyeing those eyes into a blue, like a vast sea, churning over turbulent waves.

The voice that sounded behind him sounded very young, but his face was not young, his face was wrinkled, his lips had become dull due to aging, slightly shrunken, and he was wearing a light gray cloth hat, and he couldn't see whether there was hair, but his eyes were shining, and there was no sense of decadence and aging.

The man looked at the old man, nodded, and his voice was vicissitudes, hiding endless old things: "I haven't seen you all these years, you can see the old." ”

The old man looked at the man intently, and sighed: "Yes, your backlash seems to be more powerful." ”

The man stretched out his hand and touched his face, slightly lonely: "After desperately suppressing it for so many years, the backlash is still intensifying." ”

The old man sighed, "Your daughter has also come here, do you want to go and see her?" ”

The man took a step back, shook his head quickly, and was slightly frightened: "I look like this now, how can I see it, I still don't want to see it, so as not to frighten her, more things are better than less." ”

The old man sighed like the wind: "How come, she is not the delicate little girl she used to be, but now she is very powerful, and she will not be afraid of your appearance." ”

The man snorted slightly: "I've been a person who has been dead for many years, as long as she's good, see you."

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What matters what is not seen? ”

The old man didn't persuade anything anymore, and nodded: "Then, let's do it, we have to rush to the next place, and we have to collect everything in two months, and the time is urgent." ”

The man nodded, and with a flick of his hands to his sides, a magnificent wave suddenly rippled in the void.

The old man was holding a small blue flag, and on the surface of the banner was a painted beast with a high head, and the whole body was bright red, as if stained with blood.

The small banner shook slightly, and the bamboo forest suddenly shook violently, and all the green bamboo leaves fell off, smashing on the ground and fluttering softly, leaving only countless bare bamboo poles.

The man's expressionless hands waved, and the water rattled and stirred up huge waves several feet high.

The waves spread out in mid-air, and then condensed into runes that kept circling, flashing with a blue hazy light, and submerged into every bamboo pole.

"Puff" a few soft sounds, the green bamboo pole actually rose out of thin air a ball of flames, but this flame is different from the ordinary, the deepest part of the blue blue, and the outermost side is like the sky after the rain has cleared.

The flames swayed, and the clusters were connected, and the place was like falling into an ice cave in an instant, and the bamboo leaves covered with the ground were frozen into countless ice cubes, and a thin layer of frost flowers hung on the eyebrows of both of them.

In such a cold place, the two of them didn't care at all, but they just continued to pinch the trick, urging the huge waves to condense into runes and submerge into the bamboo poles.

After a few moments, the ground burned to the ground, and a large, thick root poked out from the depths of the ground.

Countless tendrils jutted out of the frozen soil like tentacles, each as thick as an arm, and each rolled up with a white and tender fruit.

The fruit was like a living creature, turning around among the roots, looking at each other, and it was the appearance of a little baby with all hands and feet, and it looked like a lifelike one.

The roots of the tree were not afraid of the scorching blue flames, and countless roots were as sharp as knives, slashing towards the two of them.

The whistling wind slashed across the ears of the two of them.

But the two of them looked at each other without fear, and their hands went down in unison, and they snorted.

A ravine several feet deep suddenly appeared in the ground, enclosing the roots of the tree in the middle.

The man smiled faintly and whispered to the old man, "I went to imprison this thing." ”

The old man only bowed his head, and the small banner in his hand waved lightly, and the blue flames were magnificent.

The man flew up and jumped above the roots of the tree, his ten fingers flicked like a wheel, and the azure spells submerged into the roots, weaving a huge curtain of light.

The roots of the tree hissed sharply, struggling in the light curtain.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, rubbed his hands, and said softly: "Accept." ”

The light curtain approached the root of the tree in an instant, and suddenly shrank, imprisoning the root firmly.

The roots of the tree screamed, and the whole body of the roots rolled up with fruit, all of which submerged into the roots, and then quickly shrunk, becoming the size of a palm.

With a wave of one hand, the light curtain wrapped around the roots of the tree and leaped into his hand.

He flew down, the roots of the tree lay quietly in his palm, like an ordinary piece of rotten wood, his tense mind relaxed, there was a faint smile in his eyes, and the scales on his face looked less hideous: "Look, such a big piece is enough for us." ”

The old man nodded with a smile: "Yes."

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, this Taiyi bathed in fire wood is rare in the world, and it can only be bred in this 10,000-year-old ghost cave. ”

The man took the root into the box, glanced at a certain place in the city with mixed feelings, and said calmly: "Let's go, let's go to the next place." ”

The old man sensed that the man's mind was fluctuating, but things in the world were difficult to be perfect, so he nodded and asked, "What is the origin of this treasure place, how can there be so many heavenly and earthly treasures?" ”

The man condensed and said: "In ancient times, the Ghost Emperor Yehe single-handedly defeated the entire Demon Realm, and then occupied the strongest place in the Demon Realm, built the Demon Palace, and moved mountains and rivers and desert Gobi outside the Demon Palace with the momentum of moving mountains and seas, in order to make the Demon Palace easy to defend and difficult to attack. ”

The old man nodded understandingly: "Ten thousand years ago, the Great War of the Three Realms of Humans, Demons and Demons, the place where the Demon Palace was located, was dispersed, separated from the Demon Realm, and became a hidden space. ”

"Not bad. The man nodded: "Fortunately, you and I can find the legendary treasures of heaven and earth, and we can find a glimmer of possibility in the dark." ”

The old man patted the man's shoulder, to comfort him and himself: "Okay, let's go, let's go to great lengths to enter this place, not to be sad and sad." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and flew away, leaving only this messy white land.

Just when the two of them received the Taiyi bath firewood, Kongqing, who had been sleeping lightly in the giant boat, suddenly woke up, suddenly opened his eyes, got up and walked to the window.

He touched his chest and took a scale from the placket of his coat, which was turning a faint blue glow and making a low humming sound.

He was astonished, looking into the dark night, his face cloudy, not knowing what he was thinking, and in the middle of the night, he hurried out the door.

With a loud bang, the wooden door was kicked open suddenly, Wen Yuan was so frightened that he fell from the bed to the ground, and stumbled: "Who, who." ”

He raised his eyes and saw that it was empty, and he got up from the ground with a bone, frowning and smiling bitterly: "Sixth, what are you doing, are you trying to scare your third brother to death." ”

Kong Qing's expression was solemn, there was no trace of a smile on his face, he raised his foot to close the door and walked straight to the window.

The huge ship floated in mid-air, because it was late at night, the speed of travel was not very fast, he looked out the window, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he was extremely serious.

Wen Yuan cautiously looked at Kongqing's face and smacked his lips: "Sixth, you have such a dead face, you are really seductive." ”

Seeing that Kongqing was speechless, Wen Yuan reached out and poked his waist and eyes, and continued: "Sixth, what's wrong with you, you're so scared that you lose your soul. ”

Kong Qing stretched out his hand, holding the scales in his palm, and the faint blue light that emanated was already a little faint.

Wen Yuan was stunned: "Isn't this the holy relic of the Water Qilin Clan." He took a closer look and exclaimed, "You're playing bad." ”

Kong Qing sighed angrily: "No, third brother, someone leaked the bloodline of the Water Qilin clan and was detected by this holy relic. ”

Wen Yuan looked around and was extremely surprised: "Here, here." ”

Kong Qing shook his head: "It's in the treasure land, it's just very far away, and the holy relics can't determine where this bloodline is, but what is certain is that there are definitely people in the water qilin clan in the treasure land, and they have used their own bloodline to urge the magic trick." ”

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