Chen Lang understood what it meant to run out of oil, his body had completely reached its limit, and if he didn't give it up, it might endanger his life.

Riding the bat puppet and flying in the direction of Yunju Mountain, two days ago, the floating island was opened, and the five factions sent their disciples to look for medicinal herbs.

Chen Lang's floating island order is still in the storage bag, and he plans to enter the floating island to find a suitable body. Today's floating island is extremely dangerous, and the demon spider is still alive, devouring the lives of countless disciples.

Therefore, the disciples of the sect privately called the act of floating island a bloody trial, and the disciples who entered the island were no longer the disciples that the sect focused on cultivating, but the "waste material" that counted down among the disciples of the outer sect.

Of course, Chen Lang didn't want his new body to be inferior, he entered the Floating Island for a disciple of the Danxia Sect named Du Ming. This person is the son of Du Xiao, the former head of the Danxia Sect, and has the golden spirit body that sword cultivation dreams of.

But he didn't learn anything, he only knew how to be greedy for pleasure, and after Du Xiao's death, he was sent to the floating island......

When Chen Lang was out to inquire about the news, he accidentally learned the news, if he was lucky, after taking away this person, the speed of cultivating Ling Tian's Sword Code would increase exponentially.

As for the disciples of the various factions on the Floating Island, Chen Lang was not worried at all, with the Void Wing Ghost Worm, even if he lost all his mana, he could still easily sweep all the disciples.

The only trouble is the demon spider, in the floating island, the silver corpse is very likely to be useless, and it would be too bad to release the enemy and cause the space to turmoil and collapse.

......

The clouds dwell on the top of the mountain, and in the thick clouds of the sky, the quaint giant gate looms.

"Brother Zhou, it's really unthinkable that you have such a good blessing to be able to form a Taoist couple with the spirit fairy. Jiang Heng, the elder of the outer gate of the Ziyang Sword Sect, said with envy.

Zhou Rongguan, an elder of the outer sect of the Danxia Sect, laughed and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

"Why did Brother Zhou throw the spirit fairy into the floating island, aren't you afraid that the beauty will have an accident?" Xu Yi, an elder of the outer gate of the Tianji Gate, quipped.

Zhou Rongguan, who was extremely ugly, sighed lightly and said, "Han Ling repeatedly asked to enter the floating island to practice, strive to break through the condensation period as soon as possible, and help me achieve the Jindan Dao, but I couldn't persuade her, so I had to comply with her request." ”

Jiang Hengwei smiled and said: "If I were Brother Zhou, I would never let the Spirit Fairy take this risk, how can I achieve the Jindan Avenue?

If something happens to the spirit fairy, it will be really painful for a lifetime. ”

"Having said that, the knot Jin Dan can live to be more than 600 years old, and this temptation is even more difficult to resist. Zhou Rongguan shook his head and said.

"If there is a spirit fairy who sleeps night and night, even if he lives two hundred years less, what does it matter?" Jiang Heng said with a look of longing.

"There is more than one spirit fairy in the world, although this woman's appearance is rare in the world, she is not the only one......"

As Zhou Rongguan was talking, Xu Yi, an elder of the outer gate of the Tianji Gate, interrupted with a mocking tone: "Brother Zhou means that as long as you move your fingers, there will be other peerless beauties climbing on your bed?"

Zhou Rongguan touched his pockmarked face, and said unknowingly: "Exactly." ”

Jiang Heng and Xu Yi, the two outer door elders, laughed together, "You ugly monster, I don't know what shit luck you have taken, the spirit fairy has taken a fancy to you, and her mind is full of beautiful things, and she doesn't pee to take care of her virtues." ”

Zhou Rongguan was not annoyed, and said smugly: "You are the fury of the incompetent, and Zhou is not as knowledgeable as you." ”

The three of them fought with each other.

The Taoist priest surnamed Wang on the side felt very lonely, he missed Ji Lianhai from the bottom of his heart, with this person here, he felt that the trip to the floating island was very lively, and when the excitement came, he rolled up his sleeves and fought three hundred rounds, but now he ......

Ji Lianhai died in the Fake Cave Mansion of the Desperate Sword Monarch, as did Mu Yizhi and Ge Ying, and the gambling battles between the former disciples were no longer held with the death of the three of them.

Lonely!!

The Taoist priest surnamed Wang looked around, walked towards the woman surnamed Mei not far away, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Daoyou Mei, a certain loneliness, this heart is empty, why don't you find a place where no one is there?"

I don't know if there is a pun in the words of the Taoist priest surnamed Wang, the woman surnamed Mei glanced at the Taoist priest surnamed Wang expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Get out!"

The Taoist priest surnamed Wang had no choice but to slip back to his original position, dejected.

Just as he sighed, a shadow appeared on the ground.

A bat puppet flew towards the quaint giant gate without a hurry.

"Which kind of crazy cultivator is this?" The Taoist priest surnamed Wang raised his head, his face surprised and amused.

"Early stage of Qi refining?"

Zhou Rongguan and the three of you, you look at me, I look at you, and I look speechless.

"Slaughtered?" Jiang Heng asked.

"There's no hurry. Xu Yi smiled and said, "Without the Floating Island Order, how can he get into the Floating Island?"

We just have to look at his jokes and see how he was ostracized and seriously injured......"

Xu Yi's smile suddenly froze, and his voice was blocked in his throat, and the bat puppet turned out to be ...... Actually flew into the quaint giant gate??

What's the situation?

Several people looked at each other.

"Forget it, if you go in, you can go in, how big a wave can a Qi Refining and Dispersion Cultivation make, even if he gets out, isn't there still us waiting for him outside?"

Zhou Rongguan's words alleviated the embarrassment of several people, and they all said yes.

The Taoist priest surnamed Wang looked very interested, and couldn't help but recall the casual cultivation that he disguised himself as a disciple of the Tianji Gate and infiltrated the Tianji Gate thirty years ago.

......

Chen Lang really didn't expect that he would easily enter the floating island, and the elders of the five factions didn't even symbolically stop him, which made him both surprised and reasonable, who would take a small scattered cultivator who had just stepped into the path of cultivation to heart?

If the five of them really intervened to stop them, then the silver corpse with the mid-stage strength of the Yudan would teach them to be human.

Observing his surroundings, Chen Lang found himself in the Jiuling Mountain Range, and at a distance of five zhang in front of him, lay a disciple of the Danxia Sect who was on the verge of death.

Chen Lang looked over, his face was full of strangeness and surprise.

This person turned out to be Du Ming he was looking for.

I don't know who broke a big hole in his chest, the blood was about to run dry, he was confused, and when he saw a figure next to him, he was powerless to call for help, and his desire to survive was still very strong.

Chen Lang didn't have time to delay, so he released fifty-four spirit crane mirrors to lay down a small lifeless array, and then, cutting his palm, mixing Du Ming with his own blood, and drawing a battle to seize the sacrifice.

Time passed quietly, Du Ming suddenly found that his eyes became extremely clear, a fireball as big as a water tank slammed into him, he instinctively cast a spell, but he found that he also turned into a fireball, as small as a fist......

He was engulfed in the fireball, his consciousness collapsed and dissipated, and in his blurred vision, an illusory figure broke in again, only to hear the fireball that devoured him scream in shock and rage, and the figure flew up and down, and finally swallowed it, shrinking most of it.

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