"Be careful!"

Lan Ying reminded her and shot at the same time, her witch weapon was a long hook, which could be used to lock the opponent's magic weapon after making a move.

Unexpectedly, this streamer was unusually soft, Lan Ying's witch weapon clearly caught this sudden light, but the streamer lightly circled around the long hook, making her block useless.

Seeing that Lan Ying didn't have time to stop it, the streamer fell on Jia He's body, and he wrapped him in a five-flower tie, but he couldn't even move when he stood there.

However, the wind cone in front of Jia He still bumped into him without stopping, and Jia He had no way to avoid it, so he could only watch his body being pierced, pierced, and torn apart by the wind cone, until his last consciousness fell into the abyss.

The tacit understanding between the two Terran monks who had never known each other was simply amazing, and the two of them joined forces to strike a blow, not only relieving the monk from the dilemma of being besieged by the three of them in an instant, but also successfully killing each other, so that the forces of both sides returned to balance in the first time.

This time, without Lan Ying and Lao Poison asking, Yang Junshan stood under a giant peach tree dozens of zhang away, and after the monk who broke out of the siege reined in the wind cone, his whole face looked pale, and his expression was quite wolf.

Yang Junshan calmly took two steps forward, and the person had already walked to the side of the monk, standing side by side with him, facing the two foreign monks Lan Ying and Lao Poison opposite.

The monk straightened up, looked Yang Junshan up and down with his face sideways, and said in a sullen voice: "This time it's a loss, and the cheap is all taken advantage of by this guy." ”

Yang Junshan said with a straight face: "Brother Tai's words are wrong, and Brother Tai has never seen it with his own eyes, how do you know that the benefits are all in the way?"

The monk was not angry and said: "You guy, you obviously take advantage of it and sell well, except for a few united extraterritorial monks in this Red Misty Mountain, you and I are left, who will you be if you are not?"

Yang Junshan asked rhetorically: "How did Brother Tai know that the Terran monks in this Red Misty Mountain are only you and me, and Brother Tai has seen it in person? What's more, now Brother Tai's life is saved by Zaixia, if he pretends to be deaf and dumb under him, Brother Tai will also die, and what will he do about those benefits?"

The monk immediately whispered aggrievedly: "Is there any reason for this, the benefits are taken away for nothing, and a few complaints make people speechless, hey, by the way, what do you call it?"

Yang Junshan didn't know if this person was really heartless, or if he deliberately pretended to be like this, but he still replied: "Yang Junshan in Xiayuzhou!"

"Yuzhou people," the monk obviously didn't believe it, this place was obviously closer to Liangzhou, but it was far from Yuzhou, but he nodded and said, "In Xia Qingfeng Zhenren, it's just a loose cultivation." ”

Yang Junshan naturally saw the suspicion in Qingfeng Zhenren's eyes, but he didn't bother to explain, but after hearing him call himself a "casual cultivator", he looked at it seriously.

Just now, Qingfeng Zhenren faced the situation of Lan Ying and the other three extraterritorial monks besieging the situation, Yang Junshan had seen it with himself, and he was able to hold out for so long under the joint siege of the three extraterritorial monks, even if he was called a true cultivator of any major sect, it was nothing more than that.

At least Yang Junshan thought that he would not be able to hold it when he faced the joint siege of the three extraterritorial cultivators just now, of course, if Yang Junshan's cultivation was also advanced to the Xuangang Realm, then it would be another matter.

"Are you two done?"

Seeing that Yang Junshan and Qingfeng Zhenren converged, the two of them actually greeted each other as if no one was around, and the expressions on Lan Ying and Lao Poison's faces became more and more gloomy, and finally Lan Ying couldn't hold her breath and interrupted the two of them with a loud shout.

The two of them were slightly stunned, looking at the two extraterritorial monks opposite, but they heard Na Lanying say in a deep voice: "Who did you two kill Yuan Kong?"

Although these two people killed Demon Xiu Jia He in one fell swoop with tacit cooperation at the beginning, they didn't even know what each other's names were when they met, obviously the two were not in a group, so there should be only one person who killed Yuan Kong and got the news of Red Misty Mountain.

A small group of five has now fallen to three members, and the ownership of what is sought has become uncertain.

Yang Junshan and Qingfeng, you look at me, I look at you, no one seems to be interested in answering, but Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head at this time and looked at the old poison who had been silent next to Lan Ying.

Looking at Yang Junshan's smiling expression, the old poison's face, which was originally covered by many ornaments, also changed color slightly, and Qingfeng on the side noticed that Yang Junshan's expression was different, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Yang Junshan smiled "hehe" and said, "This barbarian Taoist friend seems to have a lot of research on poison magic,......

Qingfeng Zhenren jumped up all of a sudden, and said, "What, could it be that I just used my poison magic power, why didn't I find out?"

Qingfeng Zhenren paused, then looked at Yang Junshan and said strangely, "How did you find out?"

Yang Jun didn't reply: "You are not even afraid of entering this Red Misty Mountain and facing this peach blossom miasma in the sky, are you still afraid of other poisonous powers?"

Yang Junshan found that this Qingfeng Zhenren's train of thought seemed to be a little out of line, so without waiting for him to say, Yang Junshan went straight to the Wu Clan monk Lan Ying on the opposite side and said, "Then what is the charter of this Wu Clan Daoist?"

Lan Ying sneered and said, "The left and right have just done one game, the people of my Wu clan have always fought the heavens and the earth, who have you been afraid of?"

Yang Junshan pursed his lips and rose straight from the top of the mountain towards the canopy of the giant peach tree with a radius of dozens of acres.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing this, Qingfeng Zhenren also rose into the air and chased towards Yang Junshan.

"Looking for Peach, didn't you venture into the Red Misty Mountain this time for Peach?"

As Yang Junshan spoke, he took out a storage bag from his arms, and with a wave of his hand, where the Yuan Magnetic Treasure Light swept by, the huge spirit fruit that grew on the tree was instantly included in the storage bag.

"Ah, Pan Tao, is there a Pan Tao in this Red Misty Mountain?" Qingfeng Zhenren shouted, and then said: "That, I actually want to find a lightning strike peach wood in the peach forest to refine a magic weapon at hand." ”

Yang Junshan was stunned for a moment, but his hands were not idle, and with a sweep of the Yuan Magnetic Treasure, dozens of spirit peaches the size of a child's head were put away.

Qingfeng Zhenren said strangely: "Aren't you looking for peaches, why are all the spirit peaches collected in a mess, can't this tree full of spirit peaches be peaches?"

Yang Junshan glanced at him, but the movements in his hands did not stop, but asked, "How long can you stay in this Red Mist Mountain?"

Qingfeng Zhenren did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with Yang Junshan's change of topic, and replied by the way: "It's been more than an hour, the peach blossom barrier here is too powerful, and I can't stay for a long time, but if I can find the lightning strike peach wood this time and refine it into a magic treasure, I won't be afraid to enter this Red Misty Mountain again." ”

Yang Junshan glanced at Lan Ying and Lao Poison under the tree, these two seemed to have guessed what Yang Junshan was going to do at this time, and they also began to come towards the canopy, obviously wanting to learn Yang Junshan's method, so he continued: "Do you have a direction that can see through the peach?"

Qingfeng Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and said: "Yes, there is, but ......"

"But it takes too long to see the direction of the real peach, and unless you encounter the peach in the first place, you don't have time to test every moment of fruit on the giant peach tree. ”

Qingfeng Zhenren suddenly understood, and said, "So since you don't have time to find the real peach, you simply picked all the spirit peaches on the tree, and then went back to verify it slowly?"

Yang Junshan pursed his lips and said, "If you don't plan to help, then there is a two-thirds chance that this spirit peach will be obtained by these two foreign cultivators." ”

Qingfeng Zhenren saw in a blink of an eye that Lan Ying just shook lightly on a certain branch, and the dozens of spirit peaches on this branch all fell into her cloth bag, as for the old poison's methods, it looked inferior, but the speed was definitely not slow.

The two of them had obviously understood Yang Junshan's purpose, and they also began to collect the spirit peaches on this giant peach tree as much as possible.

Seeing this, Qingfeng Zhenren said loudly: "Look at me, I'll pick it too!"

His body turned into the wind, wandering among the canopies, when passing by the nearby spirit peaches, the flowing wind would take these spirit peaches away by the way, and after a while, behind the Qingfeng real person, there were dozens of large spirit peaches that were supported by the breeze to form a long line, and then as he turned around and opened a storage bag, this spirit peach long line fell into it.

The huge canopy of this giant peach tree on the top of the mountain almost covered dozens of acres of square area, coupled with the lush branches and foliage of the tree, the four monks sprinkled it, and soon they were covered by the dense branches and leaves, and even the sound was covered a lot, and almost none of the four people knew whose specific location.

Yang Junshan shuttled through the canopy, because he was the first to do it, so the number of spirit peaches harvested was naturally not small, and he picked about hundreds of them one after another.

At this time, there was not much left of the spirit peach picked by the four of them, and the four of them often bumped into each other when they walked in the canopy, but they all tacitly maintained restraint.

Yang Junshan walked through the branches and leaves, and saw from a distance that there were actually two or three spirit peaches swaying between the branches and leaves behind a cluster of branches and leaves, which should have been missed, so he extended a Yuan Magnetic Treasure Light from his fingertips to pick these three spirit peaches.

But just when Yuan Magnetic Baoguang touched the three spirit peaches, the entire giant peach tree suddenly shook, and in Yang Junshan's surprised gaze, the three spirit peaches suddenly began to shrink, and the originally watery peaches suddenly became wrinkled, leaving only the peach pit wrapped in a dry skin.

Not only that, but the originally lush canopy, at this time, the clusters of peach leaves began to turn yellow and fall one after another, and the green branches gradually lost their luster, slowly turning into dead branches like old bark that had lost its moisture.