"What sound?" Qin Ziyang looked at the mountain peak from afar, but with his current strength and divine thoughts, he still couldn't detect such a long distance, so he could only guess. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the sky was dark, and the entire place of trials was invaded by darkness, and countless spirit insects poured out at this time, turning into one group of insect tides after another in the place of trials, and the creatures in the place they passed were cut off, and the bones were full of bones.

At night, if the monks of the six major sects who entered this place did not find a safe place to rest, they would all die under this insect tide.

Qin Ziyang carefully observed the environment at the entrance of the cave, the cave he found tonight was at the edge of the dense forest, a few meters out of the cave entrance is the dense forest, plus it is under the stone mountain, it is safe.

At the entrance of the cave, there was a simple warning formation he had set up, and any monk could sense it as soon as he approached the entrance of the cave thirty meters away.

"Woo woo woo, woo woo ......" A sound of struggle came from the cave, and I saw a white "worm" more than one person long crawling out of the cave one by one, and stubbornly crawled towards the entrance of the cave.

Taking advantage of the faint light, I saw what kind of "bug" this was, it was the female monk of the Purple Smoke Valley who was tied up by Qin Ziyang by relying on the spirit net.

The corners of Qin Ziyang's mouth twitched again, and he stepped forward to pick up this "bug" and threw it back, and the female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley came for half a night because of the inconvenience of moving because of the restraint of the spirit net, and she had been arching around like a worm, and she also crawled towards the entrance of the cave from time to time, and was thrown back by Qin Ziyang several times.

This time, the female disciple who was thrown back stopped doing it, her mouth was trapped by the spirit net and she couldn't speak, but her body rolled wildly, and her mouth kept whining.

"Why is it so troublesome to want this furnace ding!" Qin Ziyang sighed secretly, stretched out his hand, and the spirit binding net suddenly broke away from the female disciple of the Purple Smoke Valley and returned to Qin Ziyang's hands.

"I want convenience!" As soon as the woman from Purple Smoke Valley was freed from her restraints, she immediately shouted.

Qin Ziyang just glanced at her coldly and said, "Spirit insects are raging tonight, if you want to die, go out!"

The female disciple's face turned red, but she still glanced at it hatefully, turned around and walked towards the depths of the cave. No matter how capricious you are, your own life is still important!

"Get out!" Qin Ziyang shouted coldly again.

This female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley slammed her body, and she turned around and wanted to say something, but as soon as she came into contact with Qin Ziyang's cold eyes, she didn't dare to say anything. For some reason, she deeply understood the meaning contained in Qin Ziyang's cold eyes at this moment, and if she said a word of nonsense, she would really kill you!

The female disciple who was frightened by this murderous aura didn't dare to come out, and staggered towards the outside of the cave.

"Don't go more than thirty meters away from the entrance of the cave, otherwise I won't be able to save you!" Behind him, the cold words of the killing god came again.

"Yes, yes!" she hurried back, trotting all the way to the hole.

Looking at the figure of the female disciple of the Purple Smoke Valley disappearing at the entrance of the cave, Qin Ziyang's eyes were still cold. If the woman had taken the opportunity to escape, he would not have done it. Leaving at will at night in this land of trials, even he does not dare to guarantee that he will be able to escape with his whole body.

Not to mention that she is a woman who has lost all her magic weapons and talismans.

Disturbed by this woman, Qin Ziyang didn't have the intention of continuing to cultivate, but ripped off seven or eight storage bags from his waist and examined them carefully.

These four storage bags are Zeng Jian and the other three senior brothers, and the last one is a storage bag that is a little small and exquisite, and there is a lilac string tied at the mouth of the bag, but it belongs to the female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley.

Moreover, he also found a small embroidered word "Yan" under the bottom of this storage bag. Perhaps, this word "Yan" is the name of this female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley.

In addition to these four storage bags, he also found three spirit beast bags.

The most important treasure in Zeng Jian's hand had been devoured by the Soul Mirror, and Qin Ziyang didn't have any illusions about his storage bag.

But I didn't expect that this storage bag of Senior Brother Zeng Jian still gave me a lot of surprises.

There are one high-level magic weapon, three middle-level magic weapons, and seven low-level magic weapons, in addition to these, there are more than two hundred low-grade spirit stones and more than a dozen bottles of spirit pills.

Among these things, Qin Ziyang's eyes were directly attracted by this high-level magic weapon, without him, this high-level magic weapon turned out to be a very rare flying magic weapon!

Among all the magic weapons, the attack magic weapon is the most common, the defense magic weapon and the control magic weapon are in the same position, and the rarest unintentional is the flying magic weapon.

Flying magic weapons can not only greatly increase the movement speed of the monk, but also allow the monk to fight not only on the ground, but also in the sky.

Among their low-ranking monks, one monk with a flying magic weapon was enough to beat three monks of the same rank!

If Zeng Jian used this flying magic weapon to fight him just now, Qin Ziyang would have to spend a lot of time trying to kill him. It's good now, because of the existence of the forbidden air formation in this place of trial, no monk is allowed to rise into the air, which makes Qin Ziyang pick up a big bargain.

I took a closer look at this flying magic weapon, it was scissor-shaped, it should be the joint refining of the two wings of some kind of demon beast, and there was a connection point at the middle seam, which contained a rich wind spiritual power.

"Originally, I was still looking for a flying magic weapon to explore the opportunity in my previous life, but this time it didn't take any effort to get it. Qin Ziyang said silently: "After all, that place is an abyss, and in his previous life, he was blocked by the nest of an unknown demon beast when he fell by chance, so he was not injured. In this life, he didn't dare to gamble on that kind of luck, so he could only rely on flying magic weapons to find the place where the monk of the Barbarian Mountain Dao sits. ”

Putting this flying magic weapon back into the storage bag heavily, Qin Ziyang opened the remaining three storage bags in a row.

Sure enough, although the contents of these three storage bags were precious, they could not be compared with the storage bags in Zeng Jian's hands. Moreover, he also found the same almost identical artifact in the three storage bags.

Purple Smoke Belt, the unique magic weapon of Purple Smoke Valley.

Under the control of the monks of the Purple Smoke Valley, the Purple Smoke Belt can not only turn into a huge rope more than ten meters long to bind the enemy, but also emit a poisonous mist that makes people unconscious.

"It seems that this female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley is right, several of her fellow disciples who traveled with her were all killed by Zeng Jian's sneak attack, and she was the only one who escaped. ”

After tidying up, Qin Ziyang put a few unused magic weapons into a storage bag, and selected four intermediate magic weapons and added them to his battle magic weapons.

After three days of fierce fighting, the spiritual power in the Burning Sun Sword has been exhausted, and it will not be used until the spiritual power is replenished.

There is also the Cold Moon Blade that he also beat into the Cold Palace, this kind of magic weapon that is not strong in attack and is a little weak in control Qin Ziyang really can't look down on it. The attack is not as good as the Sun Knife, and the control is not as good as the Spirit Net, so what's the use of keeping it?

In the end, the three mid-level magic weapons that Qin Ziyang selected were the Qingyang Sword, which had the same effect as the Burning Sun Sword, a black orb that could emit a poisonous mist and make people unconscious, and the third was the ring that Zeng Jian had used before, which used illusion and speed to win.

As for the fourth one, it is also a magic weapon used by Zeng Jian, a cloak-like defensive magic weapon, which can form a hurricane barrier in front of the body when activated, and can blow up the incoming spells, magic weapons, etc.

Now, the offensive magic weapons that Qin Ziyang prepared for himself were the Qingyang Sword, Flying Needle, Poison Bead, and Copper Ring, and the defensive magic weapons were the Turtle Spirit Shield in the hands of the disciples of the Earth Yan Sect, the Hurricane Cloak in Zeng Jian's hand, and the control magic weapons had the Spirit Binding Net.

If it is an ordinary low-level monk, let alone using so many magic weapons to kill the enemy, it is difficult to control it. However, with Qin Ziyang's divine power and spiritual power manipulation techniques, these magic weapons were more than enough to use!

"Ah, help!" Suddenly, a woman's exclamation came from outside the entrance of the cave, it was the female disciple of Purple Smoke Valley who had just run out to guard.

"Trouble!" Qin Ziyang whispered, his figure flashed, and he appeared at the entrance of the cave.