Hearing the laughter in the distance, He Ping said to himself: "What a laugh! Do you think you are full of the spirit of the king?"

Luo Fei'er was amused: "Giggles, where did you get so many words?"

"The dialect of our hometown!"

The two quietly walked into the forest and looked around. The forest was silent, and there was not a single person in sight.

Anyway, what about the guy who laughed out loud? Didn't he just leak domineeringly? He laughed very poorly.

He Ping held the small sword in his hand and walked forward cautiously. That guy wouldn't hide in the shadows and attack suddenly, would he?

The two walked a long way, but they never saw anyone, and their hearts became even more nervous.

The trees here are unusually large, with lush branches, and even the flowers and plants are exaggeratedly large. He Ping saw a rose more than ten meters high, and the flowers with the size of the bowl were connected together, like a red waterfall, pouring down from the sky.

Bypassing the rose, He Ping saw a turquoise and translucent Ganoderma lucidum on a big tree not far away, which was the famous Jasper Ganoderma lucidum, a very valuable herb.

Luo Fei'er's eyes lit up, but she didn't rush over, but said to He Ping: "There is a ghost hand vine there, let's be careful." ”

The Devil's Hand Vine isn't very strong, but it's annoying, and its long tentacles stretch far away, and the tentacles are full of stingers that can make people sleep. As long as they are stabbed by these stingers, people or animals will fall into a coma, and these people or animals will be pulled near the main body of the ghost hand vine, where they will be quickly digested.

Fei'er, who practiced wood attribute spells, naturally had the means to deal with the ghost hand vine, the wood spirit power reversed, and a weed in front of it obviously wilted, and there was a chaotic sound, and the thorny rattan quickly retreated to the ghost hand vine.

"Take this opportunity to go and get that jasper lingzhi!" Luo Fei'er finished speaking, and was about to rush towards the big tree.

"Wait a minute!" He Ping grabbed Luo Fei'er's arm.

"What's wrong?" asked Lofeel, confused.

"What's that glimmering thing?" He Ping said, pointing ahead.

"What shimmering light, why can't I see it?" Phil was even more puzzled.

"It's that long, almost completely transparent, stick-like thing!"

It's not easy to see, but when it's so close, who can't see it?

He Ping bent down, picked up a wooden stick, took a few steps forward, and pointed at the thin strip and said, "That's it! Can't you see it's glowing?"

Luo Fei'er was sluggish, He Ping stepped forward, the front end of the wooden stick disappeared inexplicably, and when He Ping took back the wooden stick, the front end appeared strangely.

"Huh?!"

He Ping also discovered this problem, this thing is connected to another space? Could it be a black hole? No, this one doesn't have a huge gravitational pull.

Fei'er was extremely excited, ran over quickly, and grabbed He Ping's hand: "Brother He, can you really see that thing?"

"Of course, I'm so honest, how can I deceive people? In our place, cheating on my wife is to kneel on the keyboard!"

He Ping took advantage of the situation and hugged Luo Fei'er's slender waist.

"What's a keyboard?"

Fei'er was successfully led astray by He Ping.

"The keyboard is a tool for everyone to play games and complain, I am a famous keyboard warrior, and I will tell you about this later. Anyway, you can't see this thing?"

"The spatial rift is one of the most dangerous environments in the Blood Sand Secret Realm, there is no shadow and formlessness, no matter how high you cultivate, as long as you hit it, no one will be spared!"

Fei'er muttered to herself, but what was the matter with Big Brother He? He could actually see, oh my God!

Luo Fei'er felt that she would not be mistaken, Brother He's future achievements would definitely be earth-shattering! The sect actually only let him be a disciple of the outer sect, these sect elders were really blind!

"Husband, have you ever practiced visual spells?"

"And that kind of spell?"

"Of course there are, not only visual spells but also auditory spells. When the visual spell is cultivated to the extreme, not only can you see extremely long distances, but you can also see through all illusions, and when the auditory spell is cultivated to the extreme, it is said that you can hear the unexpected sound of dozens of miles, and you can also listen to the sound of all things. ”

Luo Fei'er felt that He Ping didn't feel like he had cultivated this kind of spell, almost every spell he had now taught by himself, and even if he had cultivated this kind of spell, he had never heard that he could see the spatial crack.

He Ping didn't know why he could see the spatial crack, could it be related to his own crossing?

He Ping was more interested in the two spells that Fei'er said, isn't this the legendary clairvoyant Shunfeng Ear? If he can see through the phantom array, it will definitely be much more convenient when hunting for treasures. It's a pity that I don't know how to practice, and it must take a lot of energy to cultivate.

There was more than this spatial crack nearby, this one was nearly a man high, hanging obliquely in mid-air, like a small crescent moon. Not far from the ground there is another place, which is the size of a bowl and oval-shaped.

When passing by the crescent-shaped crack, He Ping found a strange phenomenon, this crack can only be seen from two directions, in other words, this crack is not three-dimensional, but a flat figure.

He Ping put his hand near the crack, and Luo Fei'er shouted in fright: "Brother He, don't!"

He Ping touched her hair dotingly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Ping actually put his finger into the crack. Lofeel's face changed in fright. The palm of the hand does not feel anything near the crack, and the fingers can penetrate this crack, which should be another space.

He Ping pulled his fingers out, thoughtful. He came to another rift. This crack is a three-dimensional spherical shape, He Ping tried it with a wooden stick again, and the long wooden stick actually entered the small spatial crack entirely.

Where do these spatial cracks lead? If the cracks are bigger, can they enter? Of course, He Ping was just thinking about it, he didn't know the situation in that space, he didn't dare to try.

The Ghost Hand vine curled up there, not a single vine stretched out, and Luo Fei'er's spell just now scared it?

The tree was the size of two people hugging each other, and its rough bark was covered with moss, making it a little slippery to step on. He Ping jumped up, grabbed the fork of a not-so-thick tree next to him with both hands, and with a gentle swing of his body like a monkey, he grabbed a taller branch, and then turned his body up and stood on top of the branch.

He Ping stepped on the branches, jumped up suddenly, and landed on the big tree with jasper lingzhi. After climbing a few steps along the thick branches, I reached the jasper lingzhi and picked it off.

The ghost hand vine became restless, and Luo Fei'er played a spell, and the ghost hand vine immediately wilted, and there was no longer any movement. This guy seems to be a bit of a smart guy too.

He Ping jumped off the tree and casually threw the jasper lingzhi to Fei'er.

Fei'er was very happy, this jasper lingzhi was effortless.

There are a lot of spiritual herbs and elixirs in the forest, and the two of them are frantically searching. There was another spatial crack in the middle, and he was so flat that he could easily avoid it.

There are not many spatial cracks in the forest, which cannot be regarded as a major danger for everyone, but when they arrived here, many disciples of various sects have formed a team in groups of three or five, and the threat of demon beasts to everyone is also much smaller. For all the disciples, the real threat comes from the competitors of other sects, here, as long as you have enough strength, you can do whatever you want, killing people and grabbing treasures happen frequently, not only this session, but also in previous sessions, as long as it is not too excessive, the high-level leaders of each sect also turn a blind eye and close one eye.

Tricks and robberies between disciples of different sects continue to occur, and disciples continue to die because of this.

A green-clothed nun was just about to reach out to pick a red berry, when a yellow-clothed young monk suddenly appeared and said in a deep voice, "Stop, I want the red pearl fruit!"

The nun put her hand down and said pitifully, with a hint of moisture in her eyes: "Brother, my little sister really needs a red pearl fruit, so let my little sister pick one!

The yellow-clothed monk licked his lips and said, "Do you really need it?"

"Hmm!" the nun nodded hurriedly, the tips of her ears reddening.

"Then you can pick one!"

The nun picked one with great gratitude, and the yellow-clothed monk stepped forward and patted the nun on the buttocks with his hand. The nun turned around shyly, her body trembling slightly, and she looked like she was being picked up.

The male cultivator looked left and right, and found that there was no one around, so he became bold unconsciously, and his big hand reached into the female cultivator's clothes. The nun muttered and closed her eyes. The male cultivator became more and more unable to hold on, and pulled the female cultivator in front of him.

At this time, the male cultivator suddenly realized that something was wrong, the posture of the female cultivator's arm was not to hug, but to pinch a law decision, and it was too late for him to regret it now.

The male cultivator felt that his body was out of control, a red thread appeared on his neck, his body fell forward, and his head had left his neck.

The female cultivator changed her weak color and snorted coldly: "I want the old lady's things, and I want to take advantage of the old lady, phew!"

The nun put away all the red pearl fruits and walked deeper into the forest.

Before she could get far, a middle-aged monk stopped her.

"Leave the storage bag behind, you can get out!" the middle-aged monk snapped.

"After giving you the things, can you really let me go and go?" the nun looked frightened, and it was the kind of unpleasant expression.

"I never kill a woman. The middle-aged monk waved his hand, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.

"Okay, thank you, big brother!" The female cultivator took out the storage bag and slowly walked towards the male cultivator, as if she wanted to hand over the storage bag to the male cultivator.

A flying sword suddenly rushed out from the nun's feet, splitting the nun in half from the bottom up, and her snow-white body was splattered with blood.

An almost transparent silk thread fell from the nun's hand, and with a single stroke of the flying sword, the filament was picked up and sent into the hands of the middle-aged monk!

The male cultivator sneered: "If you want to get out, you can get out, play tricks with me, it's really self-defeating!"

The male cultivator picked up the storage bag and looked at it for a while, with a smile on his face. The male cultivator walked up to the female nun's corpse, picked up the female nun with a flying sword, and removed a white bead chain.

"Inferior magic weapon, hehe, it's not bad to change spirit stones!"

The middle-aged male cultivator turned to leave, and from beginning to end, he didn't glance at the female cultivator's pretty face.