"The tone is not small!" The mouth was crooked and the eyes were slanted, and the middle-aged man with five big and three thick eyes put away the concealment technique and walked out. Looking at He Miaomiao's eyes, there was some jealousy and some scruples, and she didn't strike first for a long time.

Lao Dao also walked out, and the three of them just formed a triangle. His eyes were pitch black, his pale mouth was pursed, his breath was erratic, and even continued to disperse, although the fall of his cultivation was slow, it was like a slow knife cutting flesh, making his bones hurt with hatred.

He Miaomiao's eyes were sharp, and the momentum of her whole body soared suddenly, and the shattered star carried the power of splitting mountains and breaking mountains, like a light white mist, but the killing intent made the two of them tremble.

With two people of the same level, she didn't dare to be careless, and each spirit needle was infused with extremely strong spiritual power, bringing the power of the firmament duel to the extreme.

The surrounding trees were affected by the aftermath, and the bark and branches exploded all over the sky, and in an instant they were twisted into powder.

Almost at the same time as she made her move, the middle-aged man sacrificed a dusty mace, and with a wave of his right hand, the body of the stick flew into the air and slashed out the spiritual light qi blade to attack the shattered star, and the spikes scattered and hit He Miaomiao himself.

The old Dao divine consciousness was not slow to react, and when he noticed the abnormal movement, he immediately sacrificed the Thousand Mountains Pearl, which was suspended above his head, trying to destroy He Miaomiao under strong pressure again.

He Miaomiao had expected that at the moment when the aura of the earth system had not burst out, she threw Yimu out and threw it at Qianshan Zhu with spiritual power.

Bang----

Otogi's power was not exerted to the extreme, but it made the spiritual light that Qianshan Zhu was about to emit explode, instantly affecting a radius of half a mile, and even Lao Dao himself and the middle-aged man on the left were shocked by this wave of qi and flew back to the ground.

At the same time that He Miaomiao threw out Yimu, he had already leaped up, just avoiding the strongest aftermath, and when he landed, the surrounding qi waves were already able to withstand it.

With a move of her senses, she recalled Yimu, threw it into the storage bag and did not take it out again, the Qianshan Bead had been shattered, like a dilapidated dantian of the old way, and it was no longer useful.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Miaomiao's dantian suddenly moved, turning into a faint yellow light with the thickness of a hair, like an arrow like lightning and splitting into two, and shooting towards the old Dao and the middle-aged respectively.

The old Dao's mind was connected to the magic weapon, and with the serious injury of the meridian dantian, there was no power to fight back.

However, the middle-aged man was keenly aware of the danger, and used all his spiritual power to sacrifice the mace and wave it vigorously, shattering the ground with a strong force, and the spiritual light rushed towards He Miaomiao's dantian with a killing momentum.

Almost at the same time as he struck, He Miaomiao poured half of his spiritual power into the shattered star, condensing it into nine dazzling short swords, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the mace's attack in mid-air.

Boom Boom Boom ----

The trees shook, the turf flew, and the dust rose to the skies.

Rao was He Miaomiao prepared, or was he violently shocked by Yu Wei, and then he was knocked to the ground by the explosive aura.

As for the two people opposite, Lao Dao had no power to fight back, and was naturally burned to ashes by the strange fire without hindrance. The middle-aged man was bent on the battle between the mace and the broken star, and he didn't find any clues at all, and he was burned all over his body by that trace of strange fire.

He Miaomiao coughed lightly, her eyes were red from the dust, and it took several cleaning techniques to clean up her black hair like a bird's nest and her messy dress.

After putting away the storage bags of the two of them and dropping the two fireball talismans to destroy the corpses, she continued to gallop in the direction of the small waterfall.

......

In the middle of the night, in the cave behind the water curtain, He Miaomiao, who consumed fifty percent of her spiritual power, had returned to normal, rummaging in the old Taoist storage bag, if there was anything worth leaving behind.

Except for 1,600 grade spirit stones, five medium-grade spirit stones, there is nothing worth selling.

Three bottles of Huiling Pill and three bottles of Blood Coagulation Pill are all very average. The jade slips are the most common contents, and there is not a single talisman, but there are many half-broken magic weapons, and they can't be sold for a price.

The middle-aged storage bag is slightly better, with five thousand low-grade spirit stones, fifteen middle-grade spirit stones, five third-order sword qi talismans, and one third-order low-grade teleportation talisman.

There are only two bottles of Huiling Pill and two bottles of Blood Coagulation Pill, which are better in quality, and at a glance, you can see that they are separated from the Scattered Cultivation Pool.

In addition to these, there are several exclusive messengers, an identity token, a few men's defensive suits, and a bunch of loot. He Miaomiao's fire flashed, and all the storage bags and useless things turned into ashes.

The magic weapon in the middle-aged hand, she would rather destroy it than take it out and sell it. After all, it is a person who cultivates the Hui, who knows if there are any special rewards issued above in addition to the loot in it.

Getting 6,800 low-grade spirit stones and twenty medium-grade spirit stones is already good luck. Coupled with her own ten medium-grade talismans, it is enough to buy three Qinglang teleportation talismans.

When the Golden Lotus Secret Realm is over, she will be able to travel to the Central Imperial City. Since there is a tracking technique on the Sparrow Spirit Sword, it means that the Tu Shan clan can't rely on breath sensing for the Zizi family. As long as you can find a way to cover up the red moles in the corners of your eyes, it will definitely be no problem to enter the Qinglang Teleportation Array.

He Miaomiao thought of Bai Muhe and Li Xiaojiang, and the thirty medium-grade spirit stones in her hands were all held by her with a layer of warmth.

It's a pity that there is no Lu Yanzi's messenger... After the Golden Lotus Secret Realm, she will definitely earn medium-grade spirit stones, but even if you buy more teleportation talismans, it will be difficult to find her traces.

"Alas... It's always hard to get things done. ”

Qinglang's role and status are too embarrassing, her heart is not big, and she can't fit the thousands of monks inside, but her friend is trapped in one of them, and she worries for a day.

If you can't bring them out early, you really won't be able to cultivate in this realm with peace of mind.

Qinglang's monk didn't deserve that ending, but what could she do? If she wanted to buy a few more teleportation charms, she would have to sneak around and find someone to help her.

"I don't know how the Tu Shan clan, a family with a demonic spirit and demon beast blood, can become such a huge force in the Canglan Realm. ”

He Miaomiao thought of this, and suddenly frowned.

"That's not right! Yu Jian and the rumors in this realm have never said that the Tu Shan clan's attack is surrounded by demonic energy! The description of the nine-tailed demon fox in this realm seems to be a demon beast with a compelling aura. ”

There shouldn't be black gas, right...

Who was the one who killed the old man? The demon cultivators they raised? Or were the ordinary people who fantasized about it because of fear?

He Miaomiao frowned, took a deep breath, and felt that the ancient families of the Tushan clan and the Zi family seemed to be much more strange and mysterious than the information of Yujian and the rumors of everyone.

After silently reciting the "Yuan Shi Dao Sutra", He Miaomiao's mind was as calm as water, and under the protection of the array, he closed his eyes and practiced for five days.

Before dawn on the sixth day, she slowly finished her work, returned the spiritual power that had not increased much to the dantian into liquid, and went to Xiaoyao City refreshed.

......

On the square, a tall and simple gray spirit boat was steadily suspended above the ground.

Zhoutou is a black-clothed and silver-patterned Yuanying Consummation Female Cultivator, the style of the dress is similar to that of the real Tianji person, only the decoration is slightly different, most of which is the identity of the Sanxiu Hui.

With a smile on her face, she stood on a high place and gestured to everyone, and her voice echoed throughout the square.

"The flying boat is about to depart, so hurry up and get on board. Follow me to Buzhou Mountain!"