It is said that the Black Muddy Swamp is the most mysterious place in the Quinon Secret Realm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but every time the secret realm is opened, there are very few monks who get the opportunity in the black mud swamp.

The people of the Tan Ling Sect marched in the black mud swamp for more than ten days and found nothing. According to Yan Xuehua's request, more than 20 monks lined up, and every two of them moved forward about a hundred feet apart.

The black mud swamp is not the mud and shallows that everyone imagines, but an endless field full of greenery. The ups and downs are endless, accompanied by a gentle breeze. The strangest thing is the gentle rhythm of the wind, which can suppress the monk's divine sense. Although the monks of the Tan Ling Sect are only a hundred zhang apart from each other, if they are not careful, they will not be able to find their companions, which indeed requires everyone's divine consciousness to be highly concentrated.

"I found it! I found it!"

Hearing the surprise cries of the same door, Yan Xuehua immediately beckoned everyone to come closer.

More than 20 people gathered around the door, and they were surprised to see that a piece of ground with a radius of ten feet was boiling, and it was generally slowly tumbling.

Yan Xuehua's cold face rarely flashed with joy, "Junior brothers and sisters, this is the black mud swamp, everyone is optimistic." ”

As he spoke, Yan Xuehua took out eight array flags, and then stared at the boiling ground. The tumbling ground seemed to be about to spin things out of the ground, and sure enough, the flipped mud and sand slowly turned black, and at this moment, Yan Xuehua threw out the array flags one by one, and the boiling ground with a radius of ten zhang immediately spread out from the center to the surroundings, and a deep hole appeared in the ground, and it became bigger and bigger. In the end, it became a huge pit ten zhang square and ten zhang deep before it stopped.

More than twenty monks were already stunned by the aura emanating from the giant pit, and An Xiaoxu even grabbed Yan Xuehua's hand, "Senior sister, what a strong aura!"

Yan Xuehua didn't care to talk to her, "Everyone, the bottom of the pit is either a spirit stone mine or a spirit liquid mine, now everyone immediately go down to the pit to collect it, my array flag can support the tea time at most, fast!"

As soon as Yan Xuehua's voice fell, more than two dozen monks immediately jumped into the bottom of the pit. Sure enough, it is a spirit stone mine! And it is a high-grade spirit stone maniac! Unfortunately, this spirit stone mine is too small, and it doesn't take time to make a tea, and a layer of high-grade spirit stones laid at the bottom of the pit will be collected. With Yan Xuehua's shout, everyone finally returned to the ground.

After statistics, a total of more than 4,600 high-grade spirit stones were obtained. If Yuan Zhi was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that these high-grade spirit stones were exactly the same as the spirit crystals he had obtained in Tianfei Lake in Mingxu Mountain, but Yuan Zhi had worked hard to get more than five hundred pieces.

This harvest boosted the confidence of the monks of the Tan Ling Sect, "Fellow disciples, the black swamp found this time is the smallest one, if we find another one, there will be no problem at all for each person to improve to a great realm within a year." Yan Xuehua took advantage of the situation to encourage the army.

It can be said that Tan Lingzong's trip to the black mud swamp is indeed auspicious, and in the third month of entering the black mud swamp, they found it again, this time it was An Xiaoxu's luck, Yan Xuehua was the closest to her, and when she heard her sister's exclamation, Yan Xuehua immediately ran over and summoned the same door at the same time.

Twenty-two Tanling Sect monks gathered together, looking at the churning ground under their feet, and they retreated in shock. For the boiling ground is constantly expanding, ten, twenty, thirty・・・・・・

Yan Xuehua's eyes widened, and the radius of the tumbling ground actually reached 100 zhang!

For a long time, An Xiaoxu forgot to close her little mouth, "Senior sister, the swamp area this time is estimated to be 100 zhang, how many treasures must there be." ”

Yan Xuehua's lips trembled, "What the sect master said is right, there is really a hundred zhang swamp, God bless my Tan Ling Sect, from now on, we don't have to be afraid of Qi Ling Sect・・・・・・"

Suddenly, Yan Xuehua felt An Xiaosu's hand grabbing her arm shake, Yan Xuehua raised her head in surprise, followed An Xiaoxu's gaze, and saw forty or fifty monks rushing in the distance, the first one was Deng Yu of Qi Lingzong.

Yan Xuehua almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, just now he was grateful to the Heavenly Blessing Tan Ling Sect, and in the blink of an eye, a poisonous snake fell from the sky. The sect master, the master, and even Senior Brother Liao all told her many times that she should never have illusions about the people of the Qi Ling Sect. At this time, in the face of heavy treasures, the people of the Qi Ling Sect would definitely directly show their hideous fangs.

"Haha, Senior Sister Yan, Senior Sister An, you also know that there is a black mud swamp here. ”

Yan Xuehua's face turned cold again, An Xiaoxu, Hu Caiyun and several other female cultivators widened their eyes, could this ・・・・・・ the elegant and handsome Deng Yu? How could he say such shameless words. What do you mean'You also know', this black mud swamp was discovered by our Tan Ling Sect, what does it have to do with your Qi Ling Sect?

At the same time as Deng Yu's words fell, all the Qi Ling Sect monks scattered, and it seemed that the ground was boiling with curiosity, but in fact, forty or fifty people were just dividing and staring at more than twenty Tan Ling Sect monks, which was exactly a two-to-one situation.

Yan Xuehua tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, if she was the only one here, she would definitely kill a shameless person like Deng Yu desperately, but she had to endure it now. There is a Xi Dingdong on the other side who is on a par with her, and once she starts, none of her more than 20 juniors and sisters will be spared.

When Yan Xuehua was patient, Deng Yu saw that this black mud swamp was actually a top-level swamp of 100 zhang, he could no longer remain calm, the sect master personally told him that the 100 zhang swamp was hard to find for ten thousand years, and once it was encountered, it should be pocketed at all costs.

Deng Yu's eyes were full of fire, he turned his head to look at Xi Dingdong, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, except for a few female cultivators, the rest are all destroyed!"

However, at this moment, there was a shout in the distance, and more than twenty monks flew by. Yan Xuehua was pleasantly surprised, and when someone approached, Yan Xuehua's spirits perked up, these twenty or so people were actually monks from the Northern Underworld Mountain, and the first one was the Danshi Fu Qingge, and the monk next to him was called Han Zhu, who was seventh in the competition, and he had the strength to compete with Xi Dingdong.

The monk of the Northern Stygian Mountain arrived in front of the boiling swamp in the blink of an eye, Fu Qingge didn't look at Deng Yu at all, and said to Yan Xuehua with his fists in his fists: "Fairy Yan, but there is a sending, the Northern Stygian Mountain will definitely go all out." ”

There were originally four major sects in the north of the Changyu Continent, since Qi Lingzong suddenly killed the Jade Ice Cliff more than two hundred years ago, the other two sects in the north, Tanling Sect and Bei Ying Mountain, regarded Qi Lingzong as a tiger and wolf, and the two major sects trembled, always on guard against Qi Lingzong.

Just like today, Fu Qingge didn't need to ask to know that it must have been the people of the Tan Ling Sect who discovered a black mud swamp first, and the people of the Qi Ling Sect wanted to take it for themselves. Looking at the scale of this swamp, if it was forcibly occupied by the Qi Ling Sect, it would be a catastrophe for the Tan Ling Sect and the Northern Styx Mountain. He believed that Yan Xuehua would fight to the death, especially after the arrival of his monk from the Northern Underworld.

Sure enough, as soon as Fu Qingge's voice fell, Yan Xuehua nodded excitedly, she wanted to join forces with the North Styx Mountain to exterminate the ambitions of these wolves.

But at this moment, a light flashed in the air, and a flying sword passed down into Deng Yu's hand. After a while, Deng Yu's face was distorted, and he shouted bitterly: "No! No one can kill my brother!"

Hearing Deng Yu's hoarse cry, Yan Xuehua and Fu Qingge's eyes showed a light of surprise, and they shouted almost at the same time: Kill!

In the Quinong Secret Realm, the reason why Yan Xuehua and Fu Qingge were so jealous of the Qi Ling Sect monks was because of Deng Pu. In the Quinong Competition, people with eyesight concluded that Deng Pu had hidden his cultivation, and Deng Pu was likely to be a Gathering Star Realm cultivator. You must know that a Star Gathering Realm monk is definitely a crushing existence in the secret realm. At this time, when they learned of Deng Pu's fall, how could they let go of this opportunity to vent their evil anger.

The monks of the Tan Ling Sect and the Northern Stygian Mountain had already watched their boss's every move, and at this time, the two monks immediately sacrificed their magic weapons and rushed towards the monks of the Qi Ling Sect.

Yan Xuehua's momentum was like a rainbow, and she raised her sword and went straight to Xi Dingdong. Xi Dingdong was also incredulous when he heard the news of Deng Pu's fall, at this time, his magic weapon double blade collided with Yan Xuehua's sword, and he immediately knew that Yan Xuehua was not weaker than him.

The battle of 100 people was instantaneous, and there was a thunder of lightning. Yan Xuehua faced Ding Dong, Fu Qingge and Han Zhu slashed all the way to Deng Yu, but they were entangled by the four monks beside Deng Yu.

The earth-shattering shouts of killing finally made Deng Yu wake up from his madness, and looking at the disciples of Qi Ling Sect who were constantly falling, his eyes were full of malice. Suddenly, he took out a gourd and threw it into the air, pointed his sword at a point and shouted: Explosion!

With a bang, a cloud of white mist instantly enveloped the nearly 100 monks in the battle.

"You all deserve to die!"

(To be continued.) )