A soft sound of "whoosh" came, and the blue snow lotus was cut off in an instant, and Huang Mang caught the blue lotus and rolled it upside down.

The disciple of the Heavenly Gong Sect grabbed it, and without thinking about it, he immediately rose into the air, turned into a ball of yellow light, turned around and galloped away into the distance.

However, as soon as he flew away, the pond instantly set off a wave of water that rushed to the sky, and several zhang long blood-red tentacles broke through the water, and the whip was generally drawn at the place where the disciples of the Heavenly Gong Sect had been standing.

Boom, boom!

The ground that was hit immediately cracked, and countless rocks and dust splattered in all directions.

From the depths of the pool, the angry roar of the eight-legged blood beast was heard.

The disciple of the Tiangong Sect flew in the air, turned around slightly, and when he saw this situation, he was immediately afraid.

Looking at the power of the eight-legged blood beast, it is a monk in the late stage of crystallization, and it is estimated that it is more than auspicious to be entangled all at once.

"Fortunately, the eight-legged blood beast is an aquatic demon beast, and it will not leave the water ......"

The disciple of the Heavenly Gong Sect let out a long breath, turned around and left, and flew for dozens of miles before falling back to the ground.

He put the blue snow lotus in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, then laughed out loud and put it in the storage talisman.

At this moment, a shadow flashed behind him, and the disciple of the Heavenly Gong Sect suddenly turned around, but there was nothing behind him.

"Am I mistaken?"

The disciple of the Tiangong Sect frowned, and when he turned his head again, a handsome and well-mannered scholar dressed as a scholar appeared ghostly a few feet in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"It turned out to be the brother of Haoran Academy, in the next Tiangong Sect Wu Chao, fortunately!" A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the disciples of the Tiangong Sect. On the surface, he pretended to be calm and hugged his fist, and at the same time, the short blade was instantly buckled in his sleeve.

"Polite words don't need to be said. Leave the storage charm on your body and contribute half of your luck. Maybe I'll let you go. The white-robed scholar said in a low voice, expressionless, and cold.

"Hmph, this is difficult to obey...... Wu Chao refused without hesitation, but clenched the short knife in his hand tighter.

When the white-robed scholar heard this, his eyes were cold, and a layer of white smoke appeared on his body, and his figure gradually blurred.

The next moment, a white figure appeared in front of Wu Chao in a flash like lightning. The palm of his hand poked out, and a milky white qi shot out from it, grabbing towards the lock of luck on Wu Chao's wrist.

This white qi is as strong as a cloud, but the speed is amazing, and with a roll, it suddenly reaches the wrist.

However, Wu Chao's reaction was also extremely fast, and with a sharp swing of the short blade in his hand, a crescent-shaped yellow sword shot out, leaving a trace in the void. Greeted the white energy.

There was a muffled "bang"!

After the yellow sword and white energy struck head-on, they were frozen in the air......

"Carving insect skills!"

The white-robed young man sneered, turned his body and raised his other arm, and slapped it forward.

Another white aura flashed and disappeared into the previous one. Under the convergence of the two energies, they actually converged into a white giant palm the size of a zhang, and with a slight grip, the meniscus knife was crushed. continued to shoot towards Wu Chao.

Wu Chao's face changed, and he couldn't avoid it at such a close distance. He could only suddenly open his mouth and spew out a green ball. After a while, in the crunching sound, it turned into a green wood turtle, the surface of the spirit pattern flashed, and a layer of green light curtain blocked in front of him.

"Boom"!

The green light curtain was hit by a giant palm, and the book sword cracked open, and under the trembling of the pale green wooden turtle, several cracks appeared on the surface.

Wu Chao only felt a huge force surging through the air, and his body involuntarily shot out, and even the people and nobles slammed into a big tree more than a hundred zhang away.

The big tree hugged by several people "banged" and was shattered.

Wu Chao opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the crystal jade lock on his wrist also shattered with a crisp sound, and wisps of gray mist rolled out and merged into the jade lock in the hand of the white-robed young man.

The white-robed young man laughed and laughed, and at the same time, after shaking his figure, he reappeared in front of Wu Chao.

"Half of your luck has been taken away from you, what do you want? Wu Chao's face was pale, he coughed lightly, and said angrily.

"Didn't you just say it, hand over the storage charm on your body. As soon as the white-robed young man raised his hand, a white giant palm condensed again, enveloping this Tiangong Sect disciple under him, and said gloomily.

Wu Chao's face changed even a little, and he could only grit his teeth and turn over his hand to remove the storage bag on his waist and throw it out.

The white giant palm emitted a suction force, absorbing the storage charm.

"Okay, I've done what you said, now you can leave. Wu Chao stared at the white-robed young man and asked coldly.

"Leave?"

When the white-robed young man heard this, there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and before Wu Chao could speak again, the giant palm phantom pressed down like a hill.

After a loud bang and a terrible scream, there was no more sound.

After a while, the white-robed young man scavenged all the things on the corpse, and after putting them away, he looked at the corpse again and muttered to himself:

"The Heavenly Gong Sect is the sect that ranked first in the last Tianmen Meeting, and the disciples sent out only have this ability, it seems that I thought too much about it before. However, fortunately, this Qingshui Snow Lotus has finally arrived, and it is not in vain that I am very busy......"

After finishing speaking, the white-robed young man grabbed it with one hand, and an earthy yellow light shot out and fell to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and a two-foot-long hole suddenly cracked in the ground nearby, and the mud and sand tumbled down, engulfing the corpse in an instant.

"I heard that among the four great Taizongs, Haoran Academy takes righteousness, benevolence and righteousness as the foundation of teaching, and the disciples under them are all self-denying and self-cultivation, but I didn't expect that the people who saw Haoran Academy today are all hypocrites!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the ears of the white-robed young man, and at the same time, a powerful demonic aura filled the void around him.

"Who is sneaking around here!" The white-robed young man's face changed, and he hurriedly released his divine sense to investigate the surrounding situation.

At this moment, a screeching sound suddenly sounded in his ears. Then there was a chill in the back, and the agitative heart in the chest was pulled out by something.

The white-robed youth shouted. It was dark in front of him, and his body immediately fell from mid-air. And at the moment of landing, with a "take-off", the whole body was wrapped in rolling red flames and turned into ashes, and even the spirit inside was wiped out in a moment, leaving only the crystal luck lock and a storage ring in place.

At this time, the white-robed young man fluctuated behind him, and after the gray demonic aura rolled up, a figure flashed out with a wriggling heart in his hand.

The figure was dressed in a brocade robe. He doesn't seem to be very old, with a handsome face and long narrow ears, it is the demon boy who fled to the end with Liu Ming and Ouyang Qian in the Blue Dome Phantom Palace decades ago, Xue Pan.

The demon boy casually pinched the heart in his hand and shattered it, and as soon as he raised his hand, a black finger wind popped out, shattering the luck lock on the ground and opening it with a "bang".

Immediately, a small ball of luck power rolled open, and they all sank into the white lock on Xue Pan's wrist.

Xue Pan looked at the faint light that flickered on his luck lock. With a satisfied expression on his face, he ingested the storage ring on the ground and immediately drove away with a rush to break through the air.

......

In a canyon dozens of feet deep, a black cloud is slowly moving close to the ground, above the black cloud. A young man in a green robe stood in the wind, it was Liu Ming.

In the first few days after entering the secret realm, Liu Ming did not leave the nearby area immediately. And Tong Guò killed many low-level demon beasts and absorbed some luck.

During this period. He didn't come into contact with other sect disciples, even though he found some spiritual power fluctuations from afar. I won't pay attention to it.

After all, staying in this Tianmen secret realm for a long time, now is not a good opportunity to fight with each other, waiting for others to collect more luck and then snatching it, is the way to wait for work.

In addition, he took the opportunity to find and pick some spiritual herbs and elixirs, after all, the elixirs growing here were all rare things, and they also brought a lot of luck power.

Not long ago, he found a mushroom-shaped spirit grass at the entrance of this remote canyon, exuding bursts of extremely rich aura, thinking back to the various spiritual materials he had read, he didn't know what it was, so he could only temporarily put it into the Sumeru ring before making plans in the future.

At this moment, under a cyan boulder more than a hundred zhang away, a spirit grass that shone with a faint light caught his attention again.

When he approached a few steps, he found that this inch-sized high-spirit grass exuded a gorgeous glow and a faint fragrance.

"It turned out to be a thousand-year-old Fanli grass. Liu Ming was overjoyed when he saw this, and couldn't help but say to himself.

If it is said that the Sangli grass is not a very rare spiritual grass, but this grass has a special feature, that is, it is extremely difficult to grow.

Five hundred years of fire below the grass can occasionally be seen in some mountains and rivers with strong aura, and there is nothing special, but once the year exceeds five hundred years, every hundred years, the light it emits will be thicker, but there will be a twenty percent possibility that it will wither and die inexplicably, once it reaches the millennium fire, it will become a kind of main material that can help improve the mana of the celestial realm, but because of this, it is almost difficult to generate the millennium grass in the outside world.

Therefore, in today's Zhongtian Continent, the price gap between the five-color grass of different years is very large, the hundred-year-old five-color grass is only worth thirty or fifty thousand spirit stones, once it exceeds five hundred years, the price has skyrocketed to nearly one million spirit stones, if it is a five-color grass of more than a thousand years, it can be sold at auction for more than twenty or thirty million prices, and it is often priceless, and it is difficult to appear.

Liu Ming had only heard that the Heavenly Gate Secret Realm was rich in resources before, but he didn't expect to encounter this level of spirit grass, and he was overjoyed.

Just as he flipped out a silver short sword with one hand, and wanted to cut off the five-colored grass, the cyan boulder trembled slightly, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation came.

Liu Ming reacted very quickly, and his legs kicked the ground without thinking about it, shooting out more than ten zhang away, staring at the back of the cyan boulder with bright eyes.

I saw that the soil under the bluestone began to loosen, and with a muffled sound, a crack opened in the ground, and a huge blue and yellow demon python rushed out of the tumbling soil with a hiss. (To be continued......)