Jiang Ming opened his eyes excitedly, and the red light in his eyes skyrocketed, like a small blood-colored sun, and it took a long time to slowly return to clarity.

He stretched out his hands, only to see two fist-sized balls of blood-red vitality above his palms, spinning rapidly, and with Jiang Ming's mind, in the palm of his hand, he suddenly turned into a long snake and swam away, and suddenly turned into a dragon and soared into the air.

"I can actually achieve the vitality of the Shinto Realm out of the body... This is completely unreasonable, and there are simply too many unspeakable mysteries in my exercises. Jiang Ming looked at his hands, secretly happy in his heart.

For a month and a half, Jiang Ming has been cultivating hard, he and the little fat man still go to Huifeng Valley once every half month, he tries his best to get more Yuan stones, and the little fat man mysteriously disappears every time. But he didn't know that the little fat man planted a talisman on him every night, and if he made a mistake, the little fat man would immediately sense it.

Although the bazaar in Huifeng Valley solved many of Jiang Ming's imminent problems, he liked it very much. But he had been there several times in the past two months, but he hadn't even seen a single Buddhist disciple, perhaps because they all deliberately wore cloaks and masked, but they didn't officially see a Buddhist disciple, which was enough to make Jiang Ming puzzled.

And Amosquito hasn't woken up for a long time.

Jiang Ming knew that the mosquito had entered a critical period and it might take a long time.

"Senior Brother Yuanyuan, are we going to catch a bear to eat today?" Jiang Ming sorted out his thoughts, stood up and shouted into the courtyard.

"Okay, I'll come when I'm done. Hey, can you send me some paper, why is there no place here?" The little fat man's voice came from a corner of the courtyard, making Jiang Ming roll his eyes.

The two of them originally lived in the same room, but Jiang Ming focused on cultivation, and the little fat man was too active, and had many vices, making trouble, and finally the two decided to separate.

The Jixia Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, and there are many nameless mountains or hills in between, which are simply too numerous to mention. These places belong to the scope of the Jixia School Palace, and few outsiders come in, but for thousands of years, the aura is strong, and many rare birds and beasts have been bred, which can become a natural hunting ground in the Jixia School Palace.

It has also become the back garden of the little fat man and Jiang Ming.

Recently, these two guys have been getting bolder and bolder, and they are running farther and farther.

On this day, the two of them recklessly started their cultivation and ran straight to the north out of the mountain gate. Because the little fat man said that he felt a different atmosphere, like there was something strong and delicious over there.

Jiang Ming asked: Why do you want to find something very strong to eat?

The little fat man replied: The stronger the thing, the better it tastes.

Needless to say, the little fat man's cultivation is unfathomable, Jiang Ming's cultivation is now diligent, and his body is full of blood. The two of them fell together for a few miles in a moment, and in less than half a day, they had already run hundreds of miles of mountain roads, but they didn't feel tired at all.

"Right around here, the breath is getting closer. The little fat man stopped suddenly, his face was a little solemn, and he stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Ming, who was moving forward.

"Hmm? There are even other breaths? It seems that there are quite a few..."The little fat man closed his eyes carefully, but his brows furrowed slightly.

"It seems that the prohibition in the Jixia Mountains is now weakened and broken, and outsiders have come in these remote places... It's just that why is the prohibition here so badly damaged?" the little fat man muttered to himself.

"This breath is so powerful..."Even Jiang Ming at this time had already sensed a trace of dangerous aura.

"Let's go, do you dare to take a look?" the little fat man shook his eyebrows and laughed teases Jian Ming.

"Since you're here, of course I'm going to check it out. Jiang Ming winked at the little fat man.

The two of them cautiously hid in the darkness of the jungle, reined in their aura, and leaned towards the source of the mysterious aura.

Jiang Ming seemed to have an illusion, the more he walked forward, the more he felt that this breath had been felt somewhere, but the more he deliberately searched in his mind, the more he felt that the breath became more and more unfamiliar, and after repeating it several times, it always failed.

Jiang Mingzheng was helpless, and there was a sudden loud bang in the distance, as if the sky was cracking!

Just a few miles in front of the two of them, countless gravel trees rose into the air, and then huge black smoke soared into the air like pillars of skyrocketing, rolling like mushrooms above. The overwhelming black fog was accompanied by a huge cracking sound, enveloping it for dozens of miles.

"It's okay now, half of the people in the school palace have to come, and if you can't get it, the old guys have to be surprised. The little fat man smacked.

The two of them flew sand and rocks around them, and hurriedly transported Yuan Force to protect their bodies and resist the impact of the air waves.

A loud cry of sorrow came from under the black fog, and the sound shook the sky, and the earth trembled. It sounded a little sad, a little unwilling, and even more angry.

What is this sound?

"Long Yin, there has been no dragon in this world for at least 2,000 years, right?But can any other beast imitate such a sound?!" The little fat man, who had always been broad-hearted and daring, was a little surprised, his little fists unconsciously clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Is this a dragon chanting, why does it feel a little similar to the sound of a mosquito..."Jiang Ming's eyes widened unconsciously.

The black smoke was overwhelming, and a purple figure suddenly rose from under the middle of the black mist, covered with purple light, and the powerful yuan force rose around his body, and the purple light soared rapidly around him, and in a moment, all the black smoke was enveloped, and then it was quickly suppressed down.

The mountain, where the wind was howling, suddenly returned to calm. Heaven and earth are suffocated!

The black mist, which was originally overwhelming, was actually refined by the purple-clothed figure into a black ball the size of a projectile in his hand, and he casually threw it aside.

And where he descended the mountain, a huge hole with a radius of dozens of zhang was bottomless, and the yin wind roared angrily in it, like a netherworld entrance, eager to choose someone to devour.

The purple-clothed figure, with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, turned sharply, and rushed into the hole without hesitation.

"My good girl, what kind of realm is this..."Jiang Ming slurred again.

After the purple-clothed figure entered the cave, dozens of people quickly gathered around the cave entrance, and they all fell into the cave entrance.

"There can't be a dragon's lair here, right...?Jixia Xuegong Lizong has been established for 5,000 years, and there has never been a legend or record in this regard, could it be that this place existed before Jixia Xuegong Lizong?"

"Anyway, if a master like the man in purple can come here, there must be something terrible in it, and we may be able to get a piece of the pie if we hurry in. The little fat man's saliva was about to flow out, and he looked greedy for money and lustful.

This cave is bottomless, and soon the two of them jumped down, and their bodies couldn't help but use the stone wall to bounce to reduce the force of the fall, and after more than a dozen back and forth, they were finally counted. The drama Jiang Ming speculated that the depth of this place is at least 100 zhang.

When the wind went straight up from the ground, they didn't feel any difference, but they didn't go far forward, but they found that there was a hot wind mixed with a cool breeze blowing from time to time underneath, which made people feel quite weird.

The hot wind blew the little fat man and felt a little hot, but the hot wind blew on Jiang Ming's body, but Jiang Ming felt a little bit of Yuan Li burrowing into his body along the pores.

The purple-clothed figure was gone, and the dozens of people who had come from them were gone, and the scale below was very large, like an underground world, and the two had to go against the direction of the wind and move forward.