"What the hell are you trying to ......?"

Xu Ningbing looked at the black robe with complicated eyes and asked faintly.

"Benefits, win-win!"

Zhang Yuanhao was concise and replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Xu Ningbing fell silent.

The sea breeze was salty, and the forest sea was light, blowing up the green silk of a group of beautiful women, and Zhang Yuanhao's black robe was also shaking violently in the cold wind.

"I hope you didn't lie to me!"

For a long time, a look of tiredness flashed in Xu Ningbing's eyebrows, and he sighed faintly, which could be regarded as a compromise.

"So...... Happy working together!"

The corners of Zhang Yuanhao's mouth hooked, and a hand stretched out from under the black robe.

Xu Ningbing was stunned for a while, and after a while, he bit his silver teeth, a trace of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand.

......

A day later, Flowrock Island.

A group of seven people, led by a man in a black robe, followed closely by six beautiful women dressed in pure white house veils, and walked across the rocky islands.

Occasionally, one or two monks who were walking alone or in a group could be seen, and when the latter saw such a lineup, they ran away directly, for fear of being robbed.

"Is your map reliable?"

Under the black robe, Zhang Yuanhao asked impatiently.

"Hmph, what do you know, this map is the yellow robe of the Douyuan Immortal Sect that is enshrined to our sect master!"

Xiaoling seems to be in a tight relationship with Zhang Yuanhao, and as soon as the latter speaks, the former must refute two sentences to feel comfortable.

"There will definitely be nothing wrong with the map in Sikong Enshrinement's hand, the corpse heart demon Cen Yu must have an old nest on this Liuyan Island, but it is hidden deeply!"

Xu Ningbing said undoubtedly, and his tone returned to his previous coldness.

Zhang Yuanhao nodded noncommittally, and continued to search for the huge Liuyan Island with the six members of the Snow Moon Sect.

Corpse Heart Demon Cen Pardon, the demon who ranked one hundred and twenty-ninth on the Northern Regions Demon Cultivation List eight years ago, a minor puppet, was originally a personal inheritance of the Northern Regions Immortal Puppet Valley Jie Dan, and his talent was extraordinary.

However, this person later accidentally obtained a living body refining method, and from this he escaped into the demon path, somehow became cruel and murderous, secretly killed dozens of qualified disciples in the door, and cruelly refined them into living puppets.

Later, the crime was revealed, and this person didn't know what method he used to get his master of the Yudan realm to come forward and protect him, but he was expelled from the sect and did not abolish his cultivation.

After being expelled from the sect, this person fled far away from the Great Zhou Dynasty where the Immortal Puppet Valley was located, and wandered to the Northern Regions to hundreds of countries, doing a lot of things that were angry and resentful, and his strength was slowly promoted from the early stage of foundation building to the consummation of foundation building, and the foundation building realm that died under his hands is unknown.

In the end, it was several worshippers of the Douyuan Immortal Sect who shot together, set up an ambush, and then captured him, and somehow exiled him to the Guilty Islands.

"Pay attention to these low-level demon beasts we have seen, it is very likely that they have been refined into living puppets by Cen Yu, and our every move may have been exposed. ”

Xu Ningbing took a little ice sword in his hand, the cold wind devoured the body, and a white ice lump fell from the dense forest in the distance, which fell to the ground and shattered, Zhang Yuanhao took a closer look, and it was actually a palm-sized bird and finch demon beast.

Although according to Qin Yuanjiang's words, the indigenous demon beasts here are all extremely terrifying existences, but this is actually the work of these demon cultivators who have been banished.

They hunted a large number of demon beasts that could be hunted, and some demon beasts with extremely low strength were either raised or grazed by them, and their lives were very nourishing. Only those extremely powerful indigenous demon beasts are existences that they don't dare to touch when they unite with these demon cultivators, so they are alive and well.

"Senior Sister Xu, come and see, there is a hole in the ground here!"

A beautiful female cultivator with a goose egg face held a thin sword, walked on the very side, and suddenly shouted as if she had discovered a new continent.

When Zhang Yuanhao and Xu Ningbing heard this, they quietly glanced at each other, clenched the spiritual weapon in their hands, and cautiously walked in the direction where the goose-egg-faced female cultivator was.

"Feng'er, let Jean!"

Xu Ningbing stopped the goose-faced female cultivator called Feng'er, intending not to let Zhang Yuanhao get close to her, but Zhang Yuanhao didn't seem to care about this, but kept blinking at Feng'er, making the latter's beautiful goose-egg face turn red.

"You go and investigate!"

Xu Ningbing's chest rose and fell in anger, making Zhang Yuanhao salivate.

"Just go!"

Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense swept and found that he couldn't find out to the end, so he pinched the magic trick in his hand, shot out a magic weapon flying sword that turned out from an unknown corner, and drilled towards the hidden hole that Feng'er had just discovered.

Shout!

The flying sword quickly pierced through a layer of shrub floating earth covering the surface of the cave, shot into the hole, and then fell silent.

"I'll go down and take a look!"

Zhang Yuanhao threw down a sentence, and the spiritual power mask appeared on the surface of his body, and he turned over and jumped into the hole, only to hear a heavy sound of landing.

"There's no danger, come down!"

Zhang Yuanhao's voice was wrapped in spiritual power, and it seemed to be transmitted from a long distance.

Hearing his words, several female cultivators followed behind Xu Ningbing and jumped down one after another.

"Ahem......"

Feng'er, Xiaoling and the others jumped down without opening the spiritual power shield, so as soon as they got below, they were immediately choked and coughed.

"Here...... It seems like no one has been here in a long time!"

Xu Ningbing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a huge jewel with glittering brilliance lit up in his hand, and the bright light suddenly dispelled the surrounding darkness and illuminated a large area.

Everywhere the light went, there were several gray and yellow underground passages that were intertwined with dust, which looked extremely quaint.

"Hey, you've been holding a spiritual power mask like this and aren't you tired?"

Xiao Ling covered her nose and frowned as she looked at Zhang Yuanhao, who was dressed in a black robe, standing in front of her with a red spiritual power mask, and asked angrily.

Zhang Yuanhao ignored him and walked tentatively towards a passage by himself.

"Hey, what about you?"

Seeing Zhang Yuanhao ignoring her, Xiaoling felt that her self-esteem had been greatly hurt, and chased after her and asked.

Whew!

Suddenly, the black-robed figure in front of him with a red light mask disappeared into smoke, and Xiao Ling, who followed closely behind, was stunned for a moment, then widened her eyes, and was horrified to see three swarthy holes in the wall in front of her, and three strange arrows made of smoke shot out, coming straight to her heart.

"Ahh

In the distance, many monks of the Snow Moon Sect exclaimed in surprise, and couldn't help but sweat for Xiao Ling.

Bang!

The panicked condensed spiritual power light shield instantly shattered under the strength of the three smoke arrows, and Xiao Ling hurriedly raised a navy blue ribbon and entangled the arrows.

At this time, Xu Ningbing, who had cold eyes, quickly arrived, and with a wave of the ice sword in his hand, the ice vines condensed, and the three strange arrows that had just destroyed the dark blue spirit weapon ribbon were frozen in mid-air.

"What do you mean?"

Xu Ningbing pulled Xiao Ling, who was so frightened, into his arms that he looked coldly at Zhang Yuanhao, the initiator of all this.