The golden qilin glanced at Ye Ning without hesitation, and said, "Baby, what treasure can there be! Isn't it enough for you to have a demon refining pot? ”

"Huh. Although the demon refining pot is good, I can only wield one-thousandth of the power now, and I don't have to worry about it at the critical moment. Let's look for some of the best treasures. ”

"It's already a very rare thing to have a low-grade holy weapon here, I'm afraid it's not easy to find a top-grade artifact. Actually, it's a bit of a stretch to say that this is the breeding ground of the gods, and this is just a corridor leading to the breeding ground!"

"What?!, such a vast space, just a corridor?"

"Yes. The real feedlot is a separate space, and this corridor is the entrance. ”

"Will we be able to enter a real feedlot, then?"

"Just you?" Jin Qilin glanced at Ye Ning disdainfully, and said, "The storm when you travel through space will tear you apart. Of course, there must be a lot of magic weapons in the breeding grounds of the gods. As far as I know, the Great Elder of the Qingtian Peng Clan was imprisoned inside. That's a fourteenth-order demon beast, only one step away from becoming a divine beast, if you want to □□ him, you have to at least use immortal weapons!"

"Hehe, then let's go, since we're here, we have to scrape something from this corridor and take it away. ”

Jin Qilin snorted coldly and disappeared into the Jin Lin Sword, leaving only a voice: "You want to be beautiful." Little doll, I won't come out if it's okay in the future, I'm too tired. ”

"Stingy. Ye Ning muttered and gave up the idea of fighting the golden unicorn. Anyway, the Jin Lin Sword is in his own hands, when will he be able to exploit that 10,000-year-old monster.

Then, Ye Ning searched carefully everywhere, but never found any treasures, and finally left unwillingly. As soon as he walked out of the valley, he suddenly thought of the "mysterious sarcophagus" mentioned by the monk of Wukongmen, since it could attract the attention of His Holiness, he was probably also a good treasure, and hurriedly shouted at Jin Linjian: "Jin Lao, Jin Lao, do you know where there is a mysterious sarcophagus in this corridor?"

However, even though Ye Ning shouted out his throat, the golden unicorn never showed up again.

"Hmph, I'll find it myself!"

Ye Ning muttered and walked forward.

The road ahead was much smoother, there was no scarlet desert with extremely hot wind and sand, and there were no sixth-order poisonous fire scorpions that haunted all the time, and there were even more flowers and trees on the side of the road, as if it were mundane. Ye Ning was in a very comfortable mood, the harvest of the Blood Forbidden Pool was much more than he had imagined, not to mention, he still had the storage bag of a sage monk without an empty door on his waist.

Gradually, the road became smaller and smaller, and it seemed to lead to a certain valley. The trees were thinning, the sun was dimming, and the mountain wind blew through the cracks in the stones.

"It's weird!"

Ye Ning smelled a faint smell of blood, and hurriedly summoned the pentaspira, turning into a ball of five-colored light, protecting him.

Then, step by step, he reached out for the way.

Entering the mouth of the valley, it suddenly opened up, and there was a tall mountain peak, with a slit in the middle of the peak, and eight corpses nailed to the mountain walls on both sides!

Eight corpses, five men and three women, wearing purple robes, were all second-generation disciples of the sage cultivators of the Lianyun Sect! One of them was a particularly burly man, Ye Ning had a relationship with him, and he was a stupid big man who was happy all day long. However, he was pierced through the mouth by a serpentine flying sword, and was nailed to the cold mountain wall! The blood had been freeze-dried, covering half of his face, except for a pair of round eyes, revealing a look of unwillingness.

(End of chapter)