Along the way, Qin Ziyang was surrounded by a large amount of wind-based spiritual power, and many soul devouring insects were blown away by the hurricane before they could get close to him, and they were soon hung behind the Yuanyang Sword Sect's team. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"People from Cold Wind Ridge?" Qin Ziyang wondered, in his eyes, there was an old man in the middle who was protected by someone from Cold Wind Ridge, and the soul of the soul in his hand appeared from time to time.

However, this person's soul refining technique is really too rubbish, these revenant souls have not even been refined by essence blood, and devoured blood food, but only rely on the simple ghost power in their bodies to block the soul devouring insect swarm.

"There are so many people that we can only wait for a while. Qin Ziyang watched as the two teams rushed into the inner gate of the Spirit Worm Gate in confusion, and he himself and Lin Ziyan followed closely behind.

"Master, what should we do now?" Lin Ziyan asked nervously.

Qin Ziyang pondered for a moment and said, "You go back to the sect first, and observe them carefully." ”

"I know!" Lin Ziyan nodded, and when she saw the right time, she separated from Qin Ziyang and hung behind the Purple Smoke Valley.

Soon, the team of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and Hanfengyu relied on the water to temporarily solve the pursuit of the Spirit Devouring Insect behind them, and entered a huge stone gate.

Qin Ziyang's figure also appeared in front of the stone gate, "Zhi Chongge", he looked up at the three big characters on the stone gate, and then turned his head to look at the other side. With his eyesight, he had also spotted that the other four sects had united and rushed into another valley.

He poured spiritual power into the hurricane cloak again, and the whole person almost seemed to turn into a fresh breeze and followed it.

Inside this stone gate is a stone path, and on both sides are a large number of dilapidated wooden boards and spirit insect statues, which look like an exhibition room.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the wooden carving of a spirit insect was sucked into his hand, and he looked at it carefully.

"It's really wood, and there's nothing strange about it. The spirit insect statue he held in his hand was the most common ghost-faced spider, with eight tiny legs bent upwards and wrapped around a fingernail-sized shell, as if it were about to come to life.

Along the way, he found at least hundreds of statues, littered on the ground. The closer he got to the inside, the bigger the statue of the spirit worm became, and in the end, he actually found a dozen spirit insect statues about half the size of an adult.

As he walked, he soon sensed someone in front of him. Quietly hiding behind a statue of a spirit worm, the divine mind slowly penetrated in.

It was a huge hall, surrounded by more than a dozen different spirit insect statues, and in the middle was a stone staircase that stretched to the top of the stone cave.

And on this stone staircase, each staircase is placed with jade boxes, and at least hundreds of them are roughly seen.

The disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the disciples of the Cold Wind Ridge stood aside clearly at this time, to be exact, the people of the Yuanyang Sword Sect were almost surrounded by the disciples of the Ijang Cold Wind Ridge.

"Fairy Chen, what does this mean?" asked Sima Wei with an ugly face.

"It's very simple, I want all the things here from the Yuanyang Sword Sect!" said the female cultivator surnamed Chen with her head tilted her head disdainfully.

"Chen Qingzhi, the old man can have an agreement with your Yuanyang Sword Sect to explore the inner gate of this Spirit Worm Gate together!" Sima Wei said.

"Hehe, don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Xu just said that he would unite with you Hanfeng Ridge, when did he say that he wanted to explore this place together?" Chen Qingzhi smiled disdainfully: "All the first-order high-level spirit insect eggs in this Zhichong Pavilion are all the things of my Yuanyang Sword Sect, if you have any meaning, be careful......"

"Alas......" Sima Wei sighed and said, "As expected, Brother Xu didn't expect it, but fortunately, he told me when he left this place alone. Fairy Chen Qingzhi, what do you think this is?"

As he spoke, Sima Wei took out an iron token from the storage bag, which was golden all over, and looked like a small sword, with a small "Xu" character engraved on the sword surface.

"Hiss......" Chen Qingzhi's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "How is Senior Brother Xu's chief token in your hands!"

"Hehe, Fairy Chen, can you take a step to speak?" Sima Wei gestured to Chen Qingzhi with his eyes and said.

Chen Qingzhi's eyes changed slightly, and then he turned around and walked towards the back of the stone steps, and Sima Wei saw this and hurriedly followed.

Behind the spirit insect statue, Qin Ziyang Shennian shrouded everyone present, and everyone's conversation could not escape his detection. Especially behind the stone steps, the words of the temporary leaders of these two sects were almost in his ears.

"I see, this Sima Wei is actually a member of the Yuanyang Sword Sect. Qin Ziyang's eyes flashed, this situation was extremely unfavorable to him at this time, and the dozens of people present were actually his enemies, let alone act rashly.

His gaze looked at the top of the stone steps again, where there was also a jade box, but he didn't know what kind of spirit worm it contained.

After a while, Chen Qingzhi and Sima Yi walked out from behind the statue one after another.

"Divide the jade box here into three percent and give it to the disciples of Cold Wind Ridge. Chen Qingzhi said directly.

"Senior sister, this thing ......"

"Shut up!" A disciple wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Chen Qingzhi.

Soon, the hundreds of jade boxes on this stone step were divided up by the disciples of these two sects, and everyone walked out along the stone door behind the stone steps.

It took more than a quarter of an hour for Qin Ziyang's figure to come out from behind the Spirit Insect statue. He stood at the foot of the stone steps, but there was a hint of mockery on his face.

"Hehe, this person has some meaning, and he will leave a warning ban here. Qin Ziyang's eyes were on the side of the stone steps near the exit, and the place was only about half a position because of the extremely short distance of the spirit insect statue.

If ordinary monks saw this, they would almost always walk through this place, but in Qin Ziyang's divine perception, extremely clever prohibitions were placed on both sides of this path, as long as a monk approached, it would cause a sharp roar, reminding others that someone was passing by here.

Shaking his head, Qin Ziyang walked up the stone steps step by step, feeling the feeling under his feet.

"This place is good, it should be a place where the Spirit Worm Gate cultivates high-level spirit worms. He slowly squatted on the top floor, stroking the stone platform, and a hint of realization appeared in his eyes.

"The biggest secret of this place is not those hundreds of jade boxes, but here!" he said, the spiritual power in his hand gushed out and pressed against the stone steps at the top.

"Squeaky ......" "Squeaky ......"

A series of ugly friction sounds sounded, and I saw that the stone steps had risen again after sinking slightly, and a jade box that was much larger than the previous jade box appeared in the new stone steps.

"Second-order intermediate spirit worms, Phantom Flame Moth eggs. In the jade box in his hand, there was a thin layer of unknown velvet on the bottom, and the velvet was covered with black eggs that were not much larger than sesame seeds. On the top of the jade box, there are several books of information about the phantom flame moth.

"Phantom Flame Moth, a second-order intermediate spirit worm, hatched with spiritual fire, is good at illusion, and low-level disciples cannot refine it. ”

"I see, this place should be the hatching room specially assigned to the inner disciple spirit worm by the Spirit Worm Gate. And this Phantom Flame Moth should be the best spirit worm among these spirit worms!"

"If there is a random foundation building monk in these two sects, I won't let this illusory flame moth be obtained by me. It's a pity that they don't have divine thoughts, and they will never be able to detect the scene inside this stone staircase!"

After a rough count, the number of Phantom Flame Moths in this jade box is three hundred and fifty-four, and if they are fully hatched, even a foundation building monk can fight!

Guarding the storage bag with this jade box, Qin Ziyang jumped directly down the stone steps and walked out from the exit.