Elder Ge Zhiji waved his robe, and suddenly his voice fell, he looked at everyone, and said loudly, "This time, Senior Brother Dao'e, Senior Brother Wenzhong, and I will personally lead the elite disciples to go, the ancient tomb has three entrances, and our soldiers are divided into three ways, and we will definitely get this heavy treasure."

He glanced at Dao E, Dao E nodded, and then Ge Zhi continued, "In addition, the treasure will be coveted by others in this life, so this time the journey must be extremely difficult and unpredictable, so in order to take care of your personal wishes, if the person who is pointed out is afraid, you can ask to leave, and the elders will never embarrass you." ”

In this way, in the midst of the discussion of the crowd, the elders selected the personnel, and after about half an hour, the group left in a mighty manner.

On this trip, Xiao Yuxin and He Xueman were not with He Yinuo and his party, but were asked to follow behind Elder Ge Zhiji.

He Yinuo, Tianming and others were led by Wen Zhong, and what was surprising was that there was a familiar figure of He Yinuo in the group this time, and it was a person he had been hiding in his heart for many years, Mu Bingyu.

I haven't seen her for a few years, and at this moment she is still so beautiful, as if she has not left any traces on her face in the past few years, on the contrary, it has a little more charm.

He Yinuo came to her side, and the original love and throbbing are now a lot more indifferent, but there are always some fetters in the depths of her heart.

"How have you been doing in the past few years?" He Yinuo asked a little confused.

Mu Bingyu turned his head, his eyes were like water, he smiled a little, and said softly, "Well, it's good, after three days, I can't imagine that you are so powerful now, and even Shangguan Ao of Fengxian Sect is not your opponent." ”

He Yinuo's heart was sweet, and suddenly he remembered the Yang Tribulation Treasure in the Cave Mansion of the Afterlife Realm, so he opened his mouth and asked, "By the way, can you ,,, your half-moon shaped magic weapon?"

"Everyone, keep up, this is a remote location, beware of bad people. A senior brother who followed behind Elder Wen Zhong in front reminded loudly that his cultivation had already entered the Crossing Spirit.

He Yinuo was interrupted by him before he finished speaking, and he looked not far ahead, a hanging cloth of [warm in winter and cool in summer] floating in the air.

Suddenly thinking that I had come to the teahouse two years ago, I suddenly felt a pang in my heart, and I didn't expect that another few years would pass in a hurry.

Mu Bingyu looked at He Yinuo and said softly, "What's wrong?"

He Yinuo smiled slightly and replied, "It's okay, it's just that I've been here before." ”

"Who is it!!" Suddenly, an angry shout came from Wen Zhong's mouth, and everyone immediately became alert.

"Hahahaha", a few loud laughter came from the woods beside him, and after a while, many people walked out one after another, and several of them He Yinuo was no stranger, led by the shadow of the battle with the wind predecessors, followed by the broken arm monkey, the wild monk.

"I didn't expect this place to be so lively, Wenzhong, don't come unharmed. The Shadow said first, a smile still on his face.

Wen Zhong's face is extremely ugly at the moment, although he himself is also a cultivator of the Xuan Realm, but compared to the shadow in front of him, he is slightly inferior, it would be easy for him to protect himself, but at this moment, there are still many disciples around him, if he makes a move, it will be really auspicious.

"Hmph, a sneak attack halfway is a master. Wen Zhong said angrily.

"Daoist master, then let me ask Wenzhong Daoist, what is your so-called Dao, could it be the cultivation path of Fengyun back then?"

The disciples of Mochizuki hurriedly retreated, and the initial cultivation of Wenzhong Xuanshi also quickly dispersed to contend with it.

The wind swept upside down, and there was a loud sound of a giant tree breaking, and the two of them were lost in a cloud of gravel and dust.

The rest of the people in the purgatory altar immediately rushed to the crowd, wailing one after another.

He Yinuo wanted to turn into a phantom moon, but suddenly saw a strange smile flash on the dark shadow's face, and said with his hands as if he were in prison, "Forbidden Immortal!!"

For a while, none of the people in Mochizuki were able to turn into magic weapons, and they looked at each other for a while. And then there were the people of the Purgatory Altar who rushed like a tide in front of them.

Those above the spirit refining are okay, relying on the Dao magic power to resist temporarily, while the people below the spirit refining are wailing, and the bones are flying around.

He Yinuo through the battle with Shangguan Ao and the Xuangui Legacy, his cultivation was already quietly approaching the middle stage of spirit refining, he saw Mu Bingyu being chased by three people, his figure flashed past, and pulled him behind him, the broken arm monkey had a trace of jealousy of He Yinuo's weird cultivation because of the previous battle, so he did not step forward immediately.

And the wild monk beside him chased after him in a flash!

He Yinuo knew this person, if Fang Tianlei hadn't rescued him in time at the wind of the dome that day, Xueman would have been destroyed in the hands of this person.

He retreated with Mu Bingyu, the wild monk shouted, and chased after him without reluctance, and the broken arm monkey ignored it when he saw this, and rushed towards the rest of the people.

When the three of them came to a river far away from the crowd, He Yinuo suddenly stopped and said to Mu Bing, "How is it?

Mu Bingyu cultivated to the late stage of spiritual introduction, and was chased and killed by the three of them and almost died, she looked at He Yinuo's firm and caring gaze, and nodded.

"Why don't you run away? I didn't expect you kid Yanfu to be very blessed, there was a beauty last time, and there is another one this time, the master killed you first, and enjoy it for a while. The wild monk was full of lust and evil, showing a lewd and smug smile.

"Really, I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time!" He Yinuo's eyes were full of murderous intent at this moment, although the person in front of him was already in the early stage of cultivating the spirit, and he was in the forbidden immortal technique, the odds of winning could be said to be less than thirty percent, but the body of a man was full of blood, how could he let the people around him suffer such an insult, kill eight thousand enemies, and lose ten thousand himself, so what's the matter?

"Yinuo, be careful!" Meng Rui beside him cast a concerned look.

He Yinuo smiled slightly.

His hands were slowly raised, and the river behind him turned into a huge rain curtain, in which there seemed to be a flash of lightning.

The wild monk looked serious, and the Buddha beads on his neck flew away, turning into huge prayer beads, and then rolled up the thick layer of soil on the ground and hit He Yinuo.

He Yinuo flipped his hands, and the huge rain curtain behind him rushed to the ground as if he was being pulled.

With a "boom", a huge pit appeared on the surface of the ground as if it had been hit hard, He Yinuo's body flew upside down, spitting a lot of blood, Mu Bingyu hurriedly stepped forward to support him when he saw this.

On the other side, the wild monk had a hideous face, and he actually spat blood from his mouth, his eyes were surprised, as if he was in disbelief, and then scolded and scolded, "Okay, you stinky boy, I will let you go today, and I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces another day." With that, the figure flew away.

He Yinuo breathed a sigh of relief, and spit out a mouthful of blood with two "cough coughs", and said in his heart, "The Crossing Spirit Realm is really not ordinary", but his eyes once again showed a faint expectation.

The two returned to the battlefield, but found that it was already a mess, Chu Wanli, Xiao Tianming and others were all pale, and they didn't look good, and because there were several senior brothers on Mochizuki's side who had cultivated to the peak of the Soul Crossing Spirit, there were also casualties on the side of the purgatory altar.

It's just that at this moment, Wen Zhong was sitting on the ground, panting heavily, his face was pale, like a dead gray, and looking at the shadow, he stood there calmly as if he had never had a fighting method.

The shadow body slowly floated into the air, and the power of the Xuan Realm cultivation seemed to distort the invisible air, slowly annihilating everyone, as if to clear everyone.

However, after two breaths, his complexion changed suddenly, and the distorted air in front of him spread out as if it had been hit by a heavy blow, and its body actually fell backwards, hitting a boulder.

The boulder made a dull thud and shattered with a thud, and the shadow spat blood.

He looked in the direction of the teahouse, his eyes showed a hint of jealousy, and then his figure suddenly rose and left in the air.

The rest of the people in the purgatory altar didn't know why, and they all followed one after another.

The disciples of Mochizuki looked at each other, all of them meaning the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. But Wen Zhong looked at the dilapidated hut next to the teahouse, and muttered, "This is ,,,"

On the other side, where Ge Zhiji was located, everyone was tired of flying, so they found a place to settle down for a while, He Xueman and Xiao Yuxin were girls, and found a place with water to clean up a little.

Ge Zhiji stood beside a giant tree with his hands in his hands, as if thinking about something.

"Look at you, it seems like you're a little interested in that little girl?" said a rough man's voice beside the giant tree.

Ge Zhi didn't seem surprised, but sighed and said, "Do you think she looks like a person?"

A man slowly walked out from behind the boulder, his body was stout, his eyes looked at the snow, and he muttered for a moment, "You mean the holy woman, Su Yao?"

Ge Zhiji nodded, as if he was caught in reminiscence, "Kong Hua, I think that you were able to escape from the first-generation barbarian clan back then, thanks to Lord Su Yao, right?"

The person known as Kong Hua fell silent, and after a while, his expression became cold, and he said to Ge Zhiji, "Don't mention the things of the past, I just want to know, how did you do the things that the banshee ordered?"

Ge Zhi seemed to put away the past, and said lightly, "Everything is as usual." ”