"Could the map be wrong?"

"Probably not, unless Senior Brother Yang doesn't want to get the thousand-year-old jade ginseng. ”

At noon, a young man of medium height, with a broad forehead, walked slowly in a valley. He walked and talked, and strangely enough, there was no second person beside him, as if he was talking to the air.

"When the old man surnamed Yang said the location of the thousand-year-old jade ginseng, you seemed to regret it a little, is there any difference between it and other places?" another voice sounded again, and if you read it carefully, you would find that it came from a small black flag in the young man's hand.

"Elder Yan had sternly warned that in the area more than a hundred miles southeast of Yanyin Peak, disciples of the Ghost Suppression Sect were strictly forbidden to set foot in it. Although the location where the thousand-year-old jade ginseng grows is not in this range, it is already very close, and if that location is twenty miles away, I will not agree to Senior Brother Yang anyway. Five years ago, more than a dozen disciples in the sect ignored the warnings and went to that area to venture together, but all of them disappeared, and their lives and deaths were unknown. ”

"What's dangerous about that area?"

"It is said that there are not only demon beasts above the second order inside, but also many meditation cultivators. Meng Ping remembered Deng An's identity, and said: "After the soul contract expires, you can go there to cultivate, those spiritual cultivators will definitely not embarrass you, and as long as they are not soul-eating demon beasts, even if they are of high rank, it will be difficult to pose a threat to your spiritual cultivation." ”

Deng An was silent for a while, if he really lifted the soul contract, he would first have to take revenge and blood hatred, but, judging from the trip to the capital, Wang Changshun not only had an inexplicable relationship with Wang Yiping, but also had an inexplicable relationship with the town ghost gate, although Meng Ping had been vaguely handling this matter, Deng An could still see some clues. If he does something to Wang Changshun and others, he must consider the attitude of Wang Yiping and the ghost gate, even if he only has to face Wang Yiping, but no matter how weak the opponent's strength is, he is also a foundation building monk, and he is not an opponent at all.

Perhaps, as Meng Ping said, go to that place to cultivate first, and wait until you reach a higher realm, and then go to seek revenge, and have a greater grasp. But mortals have a short lifespan, and he can wait for ten years, but after a few decades, Wang Changshun will definitely die of old age.

It is necessary to consider which is better or worse.

Meng Ping walked four or five miles to a basin, and finally saw a small river marked on the map, and then he followed the river upstream, turning into a narrow river valley.

The peaks on both sides of the river valley are like knife cutting, and the walls are like axe splitting, which is extremely steep. Due to the lack of sunlight all year round, there is only very little vegetation inside. For Deng An and other ghosts, it was a relatively suitable place for activities, and after Meng Ping introduced the surrounding environment, he released him.

"There will be a thousand-year-old jade ginseng in this place?"

Deng An, who transformed into a human form, was the first to raise such a question. Because in his opinion, the aura in the canyon was too thin, not like a treasure land that produced thousand-year-old spiritual objects.

Although Meng Ping also had the same doubts, he also retained an expectation: "Perhaps it was unexpectedly that this thousand-year-old jade ginseng was preserved." ”

However, it took nearly two hours for one person and one ghost to search almost the entire river valley, not to mention the thousand-year-old jade ginseng, which was an ordinary spiritual grass, and did not find a single one. They were a little discouraged, doubting Old Man Yang's information, and planning to go back to question.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Senior Brother Meng, what are you looking for here?"

"It's you!" Meng Ping saw that it was Li Daxiao and the others, as if he had guessed something, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Li, I should ask you this sentence!"

Deng An quickly floated to Meng Ping's side, knowing that there was no possibility of reconciliation in today's matter. In order to retaliate, Li Daxiao and others joined forces with Old Man Yang to deceive Meng Ping. As for the thousand-year-old jade ginseng, it was purely an excuse to look for them for a long time.

"Haha, what else can I do? Of course, it's for you, junior brother. Hand over the soul banner immediately, read it for the sake of the same door, and we can give you a good time. Li Daxiao finally tore off the mask of hypocrisy, and his hideous color was revealed. While pulling out the spirit sword behind him, he beckoned Wu and Chen to stop on the way to and from the river valley.

"Li Daxiao, the rules of the Ghost Suppression Sect, if you kill the disciples of this sect without permission, you will be drained from the soul and refine the corpse, aren't you afraid that Elder Yan will know?" Meng Ping pulled out his spirit sword and asked sharply.

Deng An couldn't help but sigh secretly, since the other party dared to do this, he didn't expect to let Meng Ping leave alive, so why bother talking nonsense with them, but he seemed weak and weak. He doesn't have much hope for whether he can leave safely, whether it is manpower or cultivation, they both fall into disadvantage, as for their future fate, it is difficult to say.

Death, Deng An is not afraid, because he is already dead. The only thing I am worried about at present is that after Meng Ping was defeated, the soul banner fell into the hands of Li Daxiao and the others. They are definitely not as easy to talk as Meng Ping, and what they will do with themselves when the time comes is unknown.

In case the other party forcibly erases his sanity, it is really worse than death.

At the last moment, he must not give up Meng Ping, not to mention, he signed a soul contract with Meng Ping and became the main soul of the soul flag, even if he wants to, he can't go.

"Kill you, who knows?"

Li Daxiao stopped talking nonsense and stabbed Meng Ping with his sword. At this time, he was already at the fifth level of Qi cultivation, one level higher than Meng Ping, and he had enough confidence to kill him.

Of course, this premise is that Deng An does not participate in the fight.

When Wu and Chen saw Li Daxiao make a move, they turned their eyes to Deng An. Their cultivation was still at the fourth level of Qi training, probably because they felt that Li Daxiao had the chance to win, so they didn't go forward to besiege Meng Ping, but instead kept an eye on Deng An.

Deng An naturally did not sit idly by, and quickly swept behind Li Daxiao, his hands turned into two spikes, and stabbed at the opponent's neck. His physical attack power is weak, so he can only find a weak point, otherwise it will be difficult to seriously damage the enemy. Seeing this, the disciple surnamed Wu left the disciple surnamed Chen to guard the exit, holding an ordinary spirit sword in his hand, and attacked Deng An from the side.

Due to the gap in strength, Meng Ping soon fell into disadvantage. As a last resort, he threw out several attack runes in a row, but they were all defused by Li Daxiao, who had already taken precautions.

After Li Daxiao gained the momentum, he attacked more tightly, and Meng Ping was already in danger.

At this time, Deng An, under the attack of the disciple surnamed Wu, could only dodge frequently, and occasionally, he could transform into two thorn vines with his hands, looking for flaws in the other party and fighting back. He knew very well that this was still the other party's only want to drag himself, and the other party retained his strength.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Deng An's figure flashed, and he retreated again and again, and was gradually forced into a narrow area of mountains and rocks by the other party, and there was no way to retreat.

The disciple surnamed Wu was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to say something sarcastic, but when he saw Deng An's transformed hands and raised an inconspicuous bone, he suddenly felt bad and hurriedly retreated.

"It's late!" Deng An sneered, opening his mouth to spew out a breath of extremely pure yin qi to the bones. After the yin qi passed through the bones without hindrance, it turned into a black column of water, and shot at the chest of the disciple surnamed Wu with lightning speed.

Since Deng An obtained this corpse demon bone of the multi-armor mud crocodile, Meng Ping also wanted to find out what the purpose of this bone that interested the Great Elder was. After returning to the town ghost gate, he immediately went to the library to consult the relevant classics, and finally found some information.

The corpse demon bone is a mutated bone of a demon beast, which can inherit the talent spell of the demon beast, and generally only those demon beasts that have grown in places with extremely heavy yin qi for a long time have a certain probability of generation. However, this probability is extremely low, and they are lucky this time. Deng An had to admit that Meng Ping's luck was extremely strong, and even he followed suit.

The corpse demon bone needs pure yin qi to activate, and naturally, it has become a special thing for spiritual cultivation, and ordinary monks get it, and they are all handed over to ghost slaves to use.

"Corpse Demon Bone!" The disciple surnamed Wu was shocked, although he was fully prepared, he still couldn't completely dodge the water jet, his right arm was swept in, and it immediately became a hot pain.

If it is replaced with an ordinary water column, it will cause a slight injury at most, but this black water column contains a corrosive poison, and the arm of the disciple surnamed Wu who was swept by the black water quickly rotted, revealing the blackened arm bone in the blink of an eye, and continued to spread towards the shoulder.

The disciple surnamed Wu gritted his teeth, decisively cut off his right arm up to the shoulder, and then took out the hemostatic spirit ointment and quickly applied it. For the low-level monks, it is difficult to reconnect the severed limbs, let alone be corroded, so since then, the three opponents are immediately missing one person, and the strength gap is rapidly narrowing.

Seeing the battle situation here, Meng Ping's spirits were greatly lifted, while Li Daxiao was worried about Deng An's sneak attack, and he was frightened.

"Senior Brother Wu!"

When the disciple surnamed Chen saw the tragic situation of the disciple surnamed Wu, he couldn't help but exclaim, rushed forward, and protected him behind him, he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack, but stared at the corpse demon bone in Deng An's hand, obviously very jealous, and didn't want to repeat the mistake of the disciple surnamed Wu.

Deng Anle saw that the other party didn't come to find trouble, so he went to help Meng Ping deal with Li Daxiao.

Li Daxiao caught a glimpse of Deng An's attack, and hurriedly blessed a defensive talisman on his body, beware of Deng An using the corpse demon bone again, the power of that black water column is where his own eyes are, if he is replaced by a slightly higher cultivation, except for dodging, there is no other way.

Soon, Li Daxiao was stumbling, and he was a little in a hurry. He was about to call the disciple surnamed Chen for help, but he saw Deng An raise the corpse demon bone again, open his mouth and spew out a cloud of yin qi, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly blessed a fast-moving spirit rune and fled to the side.

The yin qi was filtered through the corpse demon bones, and turned into a black column of water again, and after it missed the air, it hit a mountain rock, corroding it into a large hole.

Deng An secretly said that it was a pity, and there was nothing to be done about Li Daxiao. Every time he activated the corpse demon bone, he had to consume a large amount of yin qi, and he didn't dare to use it at will, so he put it away again.

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay!"

Seeing that Meng Ping was red-eyed, and he wanted to chase after Da Li Daxiao, Deng An hurriedly reminded that this time it was all relying on the corpse demon bones to scare Li Daxiao away, with the combined strength of the two of them, it was still difficult to kill each other, not to mention, the disciple surnamed Chen had not yet participated in the war, and once he intervened, it would still be difficult for him and Meng Ping to escape.

Meng Ping came back to his senses and quickly rushed towards Wu and Chen, who were blocking the exit of the river valley.

At this moment, the disciples surnamed Wu completely lost their combat effectiveness, as long as they repelled the disciples surnamed Chen, they would be able to rush out of the river valley, and then flee back to the sect, and ask Elder Yan to uphold justice, I believe that by that time, Li Daxiao and the three of them would not be able to escape death.