Zhuang Yun hesitated for a while, whether to take advantage of the coma surnamed Zhu and escape from here, but after thinking about it, she finally gave up, she didn't know if the surname Zhu was really unconscious, and there was a strange worm in her heart, which could kill her at any time!

She didn't dare to risk her life, she was entangled, Zhuang Yun finally approached the surnamed Zhu cautiously, groped in his arms, and pulled out a beautiful storage bag, and the surnamed Zhu did not rise up and take her away.

The spiritual power penetrated into it, and the prohibition of the storage bag was broken, and it was a little beyond Zhuang Yun's imagination, this storage bag didn't seem to be an important thing, and the means of refining applied were not superb, it seemed to be just a superficial mark.

Spiritual power probed into it, Zhuang Yun was shocked by the things inside, it was all dark bones, all piled up into a small mountain, and there was more than one pile, there were more than a dozen piles.

The lowest-level bones here are all the bones of the foundation building stage above the second order, there are about seven or eight piles, and the rest are the bones of the foundation building period and the rest are the bones of the knot stage, the highest strength of the bone, Zhuang Yun can't see it, but it is definitely the bone, and it is not an ordinary bone, it should be at least a sixth-order bone, or even a seventh-order bone!

There are at least a dozen elixir stage bones in this storage bag, and there are spirit bones that can be used for alchemy everywhere!

Zhuang Yun's hand holding the storage bag trembled a little, this thing was too valuable, it was equivalent to the net worth of many monks in the Dan period.

"Could it be that he killed all these bones? he is a monk of the Yudan period?, how could he fall into such a situation with such a powerful force!" Zhuang Yun looked at Han Ming in disbelief.

The physical body of this surnamed Zhu is so strong, it is already comparable to a magic weapon, and then thinking about the four silver magic weapons before, the more Zhuang Yun thinks about it, the more he feels that this surname Zhu is definitely a monk above the Dan stage.

Relying on his courage and checking Han Ming's body, Zhuang Yun found that the person surnamed Zhu was really asleep, and the idea of escaping with the treasure was about to move again!

"Ahh

The worm stretched out, opened its mouth, devoured the blood from her heart, and this time opened its mouth, bit off a piece of her heart, and swallowed it directly, tossing for a while, before curling up and falling silent again.

Zhuang Yun curled up and fell to the ground, moaning constantly, sweat the size of a bean grain dripping from his forehead, falling on the scorching surface, and was steamed into water vapor in a moment, dissipating.

After half an hour, Zhuang Yun recovered, at this time she didn't dare to think about it anymore, that insect seemed to really have intelligence, and it could detect what she was thinking, and it could kill her at any time.

Taking out the two third-order bones from the exquisite storage bag, Zhuang Yun put the storage bag back into the arms of the surnamed Zhu, honestly, and did not dare to cross it in any way.

"I'll go out to change the elixir, not run away!" Zhuang Yun said tentatively, and walked outside step by step.

Walking out step by step, the surname Zhu didn't move, and the insect didn't move, Zhuang Yun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Turning a corner, Zhuang Yun sped up, flew out of this mountain gap, cleaned up the surroundings, and released a burst charm to shatter a boulder and block the gap, she released the magic weapon and flew into the distance.

.......

In the famous sword peak somewhere in Taiyi Sect, an elegant middle-aged man floated in mid-air, with one hand behind him, holding a duel in his hand, and the aura on his body was majestic and terrifying, this person was not an outsider, it was the great elder of Taiyi Sect.

Around the Great Elder, there were also six monks, old and young, beautiful and ugly, sitting in six corners, forming a circle, all with words in their mouths, constantly urging a set of magic circles in front of them.

Streams of majestic mana emanated from the bodies of these six monks, and it was clear that they had exceeded the limit of the Dan Period, and these six people were all Taishang Elders of the Taiyi Sect.

In the middle of the six Supreme Elders of the Taiyi Sect, thirty-six golden flying swords exuding a fierce aura were like thirty-six spiritual snakes, constantly swimming, sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered together, forming a mysterious magic circle.

In the middle of the six Taishang elders of the Taiyi Sect, there was a black mouse with sharp fangs that kept baring its teeth, and there was a strong evil aura all over his body, his claws kept waving, and the thirty-six flying sword magic weapons also changed flexibly, as if those flying swords were controlled by this mouse.

"In the past ten years, you juniors and disciples have worked hard! Now that this Ten Thousand Evil Sword Formation has finally seen the light of day, it can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors of the sect!" The elegant middle-aged scribe laughed twice, his face full of joy.

"It's all the credit of the Great Elder, in exchange for this iron spirit spirit, which has successfully condensed into the treasure spirit of the Ten Thousand Evil Sword, otherwise this Ten Thousand Evil Sword is still inserted on the mountain peak at this time, how dare we take credit!"

An old man-like monk shook his head, his face was full of joy, and he kept staring at the flying sword that was constantly flying and circling in front of him, and he was a little reluctant to look away.

"Okay, don't talk about this, your merits cannot be erased, they will all be recorded in the annals of the sect, and they will definitely be remembered through the ages! You are exactly six people, all of you have participated in the refining of the treasure spirit, and the treasure spirit is in tune, so you will each take six ten thousand evil swords to cultivate spirituality, and after thirty years, the core area will be opened, and you will definitely use this ten thousand evil sword array to break into the Namo Cliff Cave!" The white-robed Confucian shook his head slightly, and commanded.

"The Ten Thousand Evil Swords have been given to us, and the Great Elder doesn't need it?" a young monk-looking monk raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

The white-faced Confucian shook his head silently, sighed faintly and said: "The treasure of the Zhenzong Five Elements Seal is destroyed in my hands, refining the Ten Thousand Evil Treasure Spirit, it can be regarded as slightly making up for the mistake of the Five Elements Seal, where is there still the face to collect the Ten Thousand Evil Sword! The Ten Thousand Evil Treasure Spirit is refined by all the junior brothers, and you are the most compatible, just six handles per person, separated, resulting in discord in the sword array, I am afraid that I will not be able to exert the power of the sword array!"

When the other six people heard the white-faced Confucian say this, they all had different colors!

The Heavenly Ghost Gate, the second largest sect of the Ghost Society, is second only to the Broken Ghost Gate, and the ancestors of the Yuan Infant Stage in the sect are said to have reached more than four people!

The mountain gate of the Heavenly Ghost Gate is in a great rift valley called the Valley of the Returning Soul, thousands of feet below the surface of the earth, shrouded in a strange thick fog all the year round, not only mortals, but also monks intrude into it, there is no special magic weapon, and it is also more auspicious.

The terrain of the Valley of the Soul is special, it is a rare place to hide the yin, the monks or mortals who die here, the soul will have a great probability of turning into a special yin or a ghost, and it is said that in ancient times, the Valley of the Soul was reduced to a battlefield for various reasons, and there were tens of millions of dead and wounded creatures in it, and the surface of the ground was less than ten zhang, all of which were full of white bones, and useless spiritual weapons or magic weapon fragments.

Too many living beings have died here, turned into yin qi or ghosts, and used yin to nourish yin, accumulated for tens of thousands of years, this Soul Valley has been reduced to a fierce place, where the yin qi is full and ghosts are raging!

Returning to the Soul Valley is a place where no one should enter, but it is a treasure land for ghost cultivation and ghost cultivation, many yin and evil things like to hide here, and after a long period of evolution, two thousand years ago, the Heavenly Ghost Gate appeared, a sect that is full of ghost things or ghost monks, and almost ninety percent of the ghost cultivators in the Underworld Bone Continent are gathered.

Ghost cultivators are ruthless and vicious, their methods are weird, their supernatural powers are high, and they fight alone, if there is no restraint treasure, if they fight alone, monks of the same level are generally not their opponents, and they are also extremely resentful, so many cultivators stay away from the Heavenly Ghost Sect, which also leads to the development of the Heavenly Ghost Gate not being restricted at all, and has become the second sect in the Ghost Society.

In the depths of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, ten black-robed monks stood on a huge altar, staring closely at a blood-colored cocoon on the altar, their faces full of solemnity.

Among the dozen or so monks, three of them were full of ghosts, and at first glance they were people from the Heavenly Ghost Gate, while the remaining seven were wearing uniform black robes with black jade plaques hanging from their waists, and the three words "Breaking the Ghost Gate" were written on them in special ancient characters.

Among these ten monks, three are from the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and the other seven are from the Broken Ghost Sect, both of which belong to the Ghost Soul Society of the Sect Alliance, and the Heavenly Mandate Alliance led by the Taiyi Sect has been fighting openly and secretly for thousands of years!

"Can the ghost cocoon hatch a ghost baby this day, more than twenty years have passed, but there is still no movement at all!" said a black-robed monk from the Broken Pyloric Gate.

"Bo Daoyou rest assured, this day the ghost cocoon is refined step by step according to the Tiangui Codex of this sect, ingesting more than forty percent of the yin and evil qi accumulated in the Soul Valley for tens of thousands of years, and it has already passed the most difficult step, and then as long as enough blood food is sacrificed, it is only a matter of time before the ghost baby is summoned, and in the meantime, I hope that your sect will provide more mortals. A monk shrouded in black air laughed abruptly.

"Blood food is just a trivial matter, just seven or eight hundred thousand mortals, what we care about is whether we can summon the ghost baby, and when we can summon it, if it hasn't been summoned after thirty years, then we will miss the time period when the core area will be opened, and the cliff cave will not be opened because the ghost baby has not been summoned!" said another monk who broke the secret door, and there was some seriousness in his words.

"Don't worry, we can wait first, if this ghost baby is not born in the end, we will try to use that set of birth methods to forcibly let it be born, but this will make its strength lose about thirty percent, but it doesn't matter, seventy percent of the strength is enough to crush the monks of the Heavenly Mandate Alliance!" A ghost cultivator giggled, faintly revealing a burst of strange charm power. I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fandao" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~