This is Mu Qing's first secret treasure exploration since he stepped into the immortal path, there are so many gains, and there are beauties to accompany him, this feeling is really wonderful.

One by one, he put the pile of harvest in front of him into the storage bag, but suddenly found something.

This object is a jade-like magic weapon, shaped like a cloud that has just risen, with cloud patterns embossed on the surface, and a rune engraved on the back, but the material is ordinary ice jade.

Mu Qing played with it in his hand for a while, but he didn't see the doorway, so he put it in the storage bag.

After Mu Qing and Lu Wanning put away their things, the three of them took another elixir, meditating to restore their cultivation, and waiting for Du Jiu to wake up.

About half a day later, Du Jiu woke up slowly.

The three of them briefly told him about the previous events, and waited for Du Jiu to take the pill to recover his spiritual power, and two hours later, the four of them left the cave and went out.

At this moment, it was just dawning outside.

Only then did the four realize that they had been in this cave for nearly a day.

Riding the drill lark, the four of them headed towards the ghost mound.

This ghost mound is also a big mountain, and other places, this mountain is born of black black stone, this kind of ore is black all over, containing two properties of gold and soil, the hardness is extremely high, but the brittleness is also large, generally used to build fortifications, not used for refining.

The reason why the ghost mound is called the ghost mound is because the people of the Yunlan Sect found that those demon beasts whose longevity is about to expire will come here to wait for death, and those white-headed one-legged vultures that eat scavenging meat will wait here to peck at the corpses of those demon beasts, so this mountain is surrounded by piles of white bones, and the ghosts are full of spirits, so it is called the ghost mound.

Mu Qing came to this ghost mound, first, to try his luck to see if he could find the imprisoned spirit phantom crystal, and secondly, to collect some bones of high-level demon beasts for future refining.

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The lark flew for less than half an hour before arriving at the top of this abrupt black mountain.

A few people looked down, only to see that this big mountain was craggy and rocky, deep ravines and shallow ravines, and covered with white bones, which was really terrifying and abnormal.

And those white-headed one-legged vultures stood in groups of three or five on top of these rocks, motionless, like sculptures.

Lu Wanning looked embarrassed and said, "Do you really want to go to this place?

Qiu Lan said: "Senior Sister Lu, haven't you also seen Brother Qing's flying needle technique?"

Mu Qing said: "After a while, we will swoop down, Sister Lan will control the larks, I will cast flying needles to drive away those vultures, and turn around a few times along those ravines to see if there is any of the imprisoned spirit crystals, and by the way, get some demon beast skeletons." ”

Qiu Lan nodded yes, and was about to act, but four immortal cranes flew in front of him, which were the disciples of the Three Mountains Sect.

It can really be said that the road is narrow, and the people who came are the few people who snatched the spirit grass with Lu Wanning yesterday, but there are four more people at this moment.

The monks of the Sanshan Sect saw Mu Qing and a few people from a distance, and when they saw that there were as many as thirteen people on their side, and there were only four people on the other side, they wanted to come over to find some trouble, at least they had to take a bad breath, if they had the opportunity to kill people and seize treasures, it would be great.

The four cranes lined up, blocking the way of Mu Qing and the others, and the two sides were separated by more than 30 zhang, each condensing the flying magic weapon in the air.

The monk with the long serrated knife squinted his eyes and said, "Coincidentally, I have met a few more Taoist friends, I wonder what some of them have gained?"

Lu Wanning hurriedly replied: "We have a lot of spirit grass! There are still a lot of treasures! I won't tell you! I'm angry with you!"

Qiu Lan saw that the other party was menacing, and immediately pulled Lu Wanning, and said: "A few Taoist friends of the Three Mountains Sect, we passed through here, I don't know how many people blocked our way, what is the matter?"

The monk on the other crane spoke: "Listen to my junior brother, a few of you robbed his spirit grass yesterday, please come back now!"

Judging by this person's momentum, it should be the head of these people.

Mu Qing's heart swelled with boredom.

Some people are really annoying, flying around you like flies.

So he said coldly: "It's still a fart! Which one of you saw in front of you that we robbed him of his spirit grass?"

The man's eyes flashed with a little cold light, and he said coldly: "This Yang Daoyou, others are afraid of your flying needle, but I am not afraid." With that, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and eight rays of essence light flew out, and it turned out to be eight golden discs, as big as a basin, circling and flying around his body.

The man continued, "This magic weapon is called the Eight-Sided Golden Gong, and it is the best at defending against sneak attacks by small magic weapons. Yang Daoyou, do you want to try it!"

A ruthlessness flashed in Mu Qing's heart, and he was about to step forward to fight......

Suddenly, as far as the eye could see hundreds of miles away, a puff of black smoke rose and rushed straight up, leading to the middle of the earth and the sea.

"Someone has found the Prison Spirit Phantom Crystal!" Lu Wanning shouted in surprise.

Immediately afterward, wolf smoke also ignited in another position, and the news that the imprisoned spirit crystal had arrived would soon spread to all the monks.

Mu Qing felt aggrieved for a while, it seemed that his good wish to take the Prison Spirit Phantom Crystal to propose marriage could not be realized. However, it only took more than two days to come in, and he found the Prisoner Spirit Phantom Crystal, which was also a good thing for himself.

The monk on the other side laughed and said, "The illusion crystal has already arrived, we don't have to be polite!

Mu Qing reacted suddenly!

The Prisoner Spirit Phantom Crystal is in hand, there are still seven and a half days before the opening day, and the rest of the time, in addition to going to treasure hunting, of course, there is also to rob other people's gains, which is even faster than treasure hunting!

At the moment when the man shouted "do it", the thirteen monks had already taken out their magic weapons and surrounded Mu Qing and the others in a closed circle.

The monk with the long serrated knife shook the long knife, and the long knife turned into two pieces, like a big pair of scissors cutting towards Mu Qing's neck......

Mu Qing urged the lark to dive downward, and his body was suddenly covered with Cold Moon Silver Armor, holding twelve flying needles in each hand, and shooting out......

Qiu Lan stood on Mu Qing's right side, holding the frost and snow knife across his chest, and a chill surged out......

Lu Wanning was on Mu Qing's left side, took out the bamboo stick she had just gotten, and placed it across her chest, waiting for it.

Xiao Du Jiu was behind Mu Qing, and he also held a long sword in his hand.

When the monks of the Three Mountains Sect saw Mu Qing shaking his hand, one of them shouted, "Be careful of flying needles!" On each crane, one monk from the left or right took out a magic shield and blocked it in front of him.

The self-holding self-holding "eight-sided golden gong" defense was powerful, but it was urging the crane under his feet to swoop down towards Mu Qing.

The flying needle hit the eight-sided golden gong, making a crisp sound of "bell, bell, bell", but it was all blocked. A long sword in the man's hand came out of his hand and shot straight at the top of Mu Qing's head.

Mu Qing was below, urging the lark, a harrier turned over to dodge the blow, and the bamboo stick in Lu Wanning's hand had already stimulated......

She didn't use this magic weapon either, but she felt that her spiritual power was consistently poured in, and this stick seemed to be breathing, and it sucked half of her spiritual power away at once, and the long stick suddenly skyrocketed, and the head of the stick was like an eye, and hit the monk.

The sound of the "bell" hit the middle of the eight-sided golden gong.

The monk and the crane under his feet were stunned.

Just when Mu Qing urged the flying needle again, suddenly!

In the distance, where the earth and the sea intersect, a flash of thunder flashed, and a thunderclap erupted!

This thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, deafening!

The monk who took the lead in the Three Mountains Sect let out another wild laugh and shouted, "It's going to rain!

The monk who is called the third is a cultivator of the water system exercises, and with the help of the rain, the water system exercises are even more powerful!

I saw him take out a pot-bellied porcelain bottle from the storage bag, and the law decided to urge it, and pointed at the porcelain bottle, and countless water droplets suddenly shot out of the bottle, turning into countless water arrows, from top to bottom, spurting towards Mu Qing and a few people......

Qiu Lan held the Frost and Snow Knife high, and as soon as he turned out a knife flower above his head, the cold air condensed, and those water arrows suddenly turned into ice crystals, and were surrounded by the Frost and Snow Knife, condensing into a layer of frost on the surface......

The water arrows in the porcelain vase kept shooting, and Qiu Lan kept urging the frost and snow knives, freezing those water arrows and condensing them on the blades......

Mu Qing lowered the lark lower and lower, and if it was lower, it would almost reach the top of the ghost mound.

The old man smiled fiercely and said, "When this rain falls, I'll see how much you can hold on to ice!"

But......

The rain he was expecting did not fall, but the wind came!

As soon as he finished speaking, an incomparable gust of wind had already come from the sky, sweeping in! Just like a loud roar from a demon beast......

This strong wind suddenly blew everyone's eyes can't open, Mu Qing subconsciously raised his hand to block in front of him, but found that his head of the lark seemed to be cut off by something!

The lark suddenly lost the power to fly, and fell headlong downward......

While being in the air, Mu Qing looked back at those Three Mountains Sect monks, only to see that their bodies, including the cranes under their feet, were blown by the wind, like shredded paper, and they were suddenly broken into pieces, and when they blew again, they became fragments......

It's dangerous!

Could this be the legendary Wind!