Why is there still no movement in the relics?"

When Fang Gui and the others in the relics didn't know what had happened and why no one had ever appeared with a beauty picture, outside the relics, there were also many people who gradually became uneasy because of the passage of time, and rushed to Jingzhou one after another.

Thundered......

Endless lightning and thunder, dark clouds are long, there is a cloud that almost covers most of the sky, from the sea, quickly swept away, where it passed, a huge shadow covered the earth, half a day away, and where the shadow shrouded, all the immortal gates and Taoist systems, all trembling, closed their doors, did not dare to look up at the sky, as if afraid of angering the existence in the clouds.

"The ninth prince of the Dragon Clan of the West Sea, Ao Mad, has been in the heritage for more than a month, why hasn't he come out yet?"

"According to the derivation of the Great Sage of the Dragon Clan, even if he failed to seize the opportunity in this relic land, after such a long time, he should have been expelled by those existences inside, but now he is stuck in it, and there is no news, why is this?"

"Could it be that the Ninth Prince had an accident?"

"Heh, if the Ninth Prince is harmed by others, I want him to be buried with half of the Northern Regions!"

"The Ninth Prince was killed by the creatures of the relics, and I want him to be buried with the entire relics!"

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The golden armor is brilliant, arranging troops in the air, coming with ferocity, and the shadows of endless ghosts and gods are crisscrossing it, and the yin wind is slaughtering.

In the middle of the military array, a white-faced and bearded old man sat on the treasure chair, it was the Jingzhou Venerable Lord Qingyun Muya, he led thousands of golden armor, five elders, and seven ghosts and gods to rush to the outside of the relics, looking coldly at the wasteland where there was nothing unusual, and said to himself coldly: "Wu'er came to catch the disciples of the Taibai Sect in Anzhou, but he suddenly lost his trace, and most of them also entered the relics!"

"Good boy, this relic land appeared in my Jingzhou territory by chance, but we didn't know anything, and it was almost stolen by others, which is really ridiculous and hateful, and you can discover this relic land and enter it to seek opportunities, it is your blessing to create ......"

"You just have to rest assured, as long as you can get the opportunity to come out, your father will definitely be able to protect you!"

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On top of an inconspicuous mountain, there is an old man with a belly, drunk and smoky, looking at the empty barren mountain with a pair of drunken eyes, Erlang's legs are high on stilts, his shoes are exposed with a few big holes, and his big toes are exposed, he shook the gourd in his hand, listening to the fact that there is not much wine inside, and he has a headache: "This group of bear children, either take the opportunity inside, or die inside, who is it so difficult to consume, my old man is also famous, surnamed and status, is it easy to come from thousands of miles to protect the Fa for you?"

When he was irritable, he suddenly looked at the east, and his face changed slightly: "It's not good, he's here too, I'm embarrassed, let's go to the pot bar first!"

Before the thought disappeared, the whole person had turned into a fresh breeze and disappeared in the same place.

And in the direction he looked before, there were three people stepping on the clouds, one was wearing a gray robe, his beard was messy, and he looked a little sloppy, and there was a smell of Dan fire on his body, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with an extraordinary bearing, who looked like a Confucian man, his clothes were clean to the spotless, but there was an endless smell of blood on his body, which was enough to make the ghosts and gods easy and dare not get close.

Behind them was a very honest and well-behaved little boy, but his eyes looked a little slippery, and he looked ahead with his head probed, and said, "Uncle Zhao, you said that you would be angry for me when you saw Uncle Fang, right?"

"You're angry ......"

The old man, who was full of anger, turned around and pumped a trick on his head, and scolded, "Why don't you worry about your senior sister?"

"Senior sister has a palace senior brother covering, what ......am I worried about?"

The little boy covered his head, very unconvinced.

"It's not easy this time......"

The old man with a Dan fire didn't have the time to take care of him anymore, just glanced at it from a distance, he couldn't help but be shocked, and said in a low voice: "Look, the people of the clan on the sea are here, and the Jingzhou Zunfu has also brought a heavy army, and the people of Dongtu are nowhere to be seen, but they have always seen the head and tail of the dragon, and they don't know if they have come, plus those who guarded outside my Danhuo Sect before......"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he had just left the Danhuo Sect, and the seemingly kind and polite guy next to him fought a bloody road, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart, and said to the middle-aged man: "It seems that all parties are not moving, but in fact, they are all determined to achieve the creation in this relic, what use can you let that little apprentice get into?"

"The creation of the relics is not a matter of power, who knows what the result will be?"

The middle-aged man just smiled lightly and said, "If the land is not opened, everything is still unknown!"

The old man lowered his voice and said, "Even if he really obtains the creation in the relics, so many people outside are eyeing him, he can't keep it, haven't you seen that even the wild dragon in the north hasn't come, aren't you afraid of a dispute with the dragon clan?"

"He didn't necessarily come!"

The middle-aged man shook his head, looked at his palm, and said, "These major forces don't necessarily cover the sky with one hand!"

"It's a ...... for us"

The old man said angrily, and suddenly his heart moved: "What did you say before that you wanted to invite his parents to meet, but after so much time, their life and death are unknown, and those parents don't have the slightest shadow......"

"The time hasn't come yet, and it doesn't necessarily mean that you won't see it!"

The middle-aged man smiled, raised his hand and turned into a ball of clear water, washing his hands inside, he had already washed all the way, when he left the Danhuo Sect just now, he found that there were many immortal masters guarding outside, it seemed that he was coming for the secret treasure of the magic mountain, helpless, he who had just been removed from the poison, could only take action to take care of these people, but he killed too many people, and his hands were stained with blood.

"It's been washed, and a layer of ...... has faded when I wash the skin."

The old man looked at it, and couldn't help frowning for a while, remembering the scene of his killing in all directions, he was also a little surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Your cultivation really can't be delayed any longer, I just used the pill to pull out poison for you, but it almost made you unable to suppress your cultivation, and directly turned into a baby, this is really, others use a lot of strength to practice, but you are using twelve points of strength to suppress cultivation, what is this picture, if it is really a lack of immortal resources, if it really doesn't work, the old man can ......"

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "You also have the immortal Dao resources that make people turn into babies?"

The old man of Danhuo smiled and was a little arrogant, and said: "My Danhuo Sect's family background, how can outsiders easily speculate, to say something unpleasant, even if there is a loser, but the defeat is strong, and the defeat is ten lifetimes, it will be inexhaustible......"

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"The Danhuo Sect is too poor......

At this time, in the relics, Fang Gui didn't know that because they had been trapped in the relics for more than a month, they had attracted so many great trends to come and investigate......

"What are you thinking?"

The purple-faced girl next to her saw it and asked curiously.

Fang Gui said: "I'm thinking about who will take care of this Danhuo Sect in the future, and how much money will I pay for Brother Gutong every month in the future?"

Purple-faced girl: "......"

Glancing at the IOU in Fang Gui's arms, he was a little confused.

She had also calculated the accounts in this IOU, and thought that the Danhuo Sect really couldn't afford to pay it back......

Sympathetically glanced at Miss Mingyue not far away, only to see that she had completely lost her previous grace at this time, and just looked blankly outside the hall, thinking to herself: "It's soon, Senior Brother Gong has such a great ability, come and save me......"

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"If you continue to hold on like this, will you let this prince starve to death here?"

In the remains, in the mountainside of another mountain, in a slightly more complete palace, the ninth prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Mad, was also furious, I saw that this month had passed, he was not embarrassed, but he was also obviously a little thin, and there seemed to be a ghost fire floating in his eyes, and Sen Ran shouted: "What is the little ghost of that mansion doing, neither showing up, nor offering a beautiful picture?"

"Don't be impatient, the prince!"

And beside the prince of the Dragon Palace, a middle-aged man with a turtle shell on his body, who looked very elegant, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said slowly: "Actually, this is not a bad thing, in this month, that guy borrowed the three major ghosts and spirits to cover himself, and he must have been participating in the study of the method of communicating with the creatures of this relic......

The Dragon Palace Prince said angrily: "When will it be?"

"It should be soon......"

The middle-aged man with the turtle cover on his back smiled and said, "We just sit here and guard our hearts, and we feel that our strength is passing by, and the consumption is extremely huge, and the three major ghosts and gods are originally invisible things, and the consumption is even greater, plus they also have to emit qi from time to time to cover the traces of the young lord, so as not to be discovered by us, this consumption is even more terrifying, and see how long they can last?"

The prince of the Dragon Palace thought in a deep voice, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a voice outside.

"They will outlast you longer......"

Everyone in the hall was slightly stunned, and when they turned their heads, they saw a figure outside the hall, and it was actually Gong Shangyu, the eldest disciple of the Canglong lineage, and his three junior disciples, only to see that they were all covered in terrible scars, bloody, obviously just after a big battle.

Outside the hall, there was also a snake head with two bags on its head poking in and looking at it curiously.

"Is that you?"

After a month of guarding the relic, everyone was hiding separately, and there was no half of a figure, and now someone suddenly came, even the prince of the Dragon Palace and the others were also very surprised, I don't know how he found himself, and I don't know why he came here so murderously, with his hands behind his back, he looked at Gong Shangyu and his three junior brothers coldly, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Gong Shangyu walked straight into the main hall, without saying a word, and suddenly knelt down towards the prince of the Dragon Palace, and kowtowed heavily.

The voice was extremely sad and indignant, and even a little crying: "I beg Your Highness to avenge my junior brothers......"