The spirit fairy knocked on the bamboo pole, turned around and ran happily to Chen Taizhong, and handed over the best spirit stone with both hands, "Please accept it with a smile." ”

The other cultivators looked at the two of them silently.

Chen Taizhong opened his eyes, glanced at him, and asked expressionlessly, "Do you think I am missing this spirit stone?"

"Hehe," the spirit fairy sneered and replied respectfully, "I can't use the best spirit stone, this is a piece of my heart...... Besides, they belong to the Northern Regions government, isn't it natural to compensate you with a little spirit stone?"

This is true, in the Wind Yellow Realm, the best spirit stones are used a lot, but in the Netherworld, in addition to being a trading currency, they are basically directly used to absorb.

Generally speaking, if you directly absorb the spirit stone, it is easy to cause some impact on the body, the spirit fairy absorbs the best spirit stone, the side effects are really too great, and the direct absorption of the top grade spirit stone has a lot of side effects, and the act of being safe is to absorb the middle grade spirit stone.

So he said that he couldn't afford the best spirit stone, which was right.

However, everyone on the sidelines secretly slandered themselves: You can't afford it, can't you exchange it for supplies?

Chen Taizhong didn't care about this, and when he heard the word "Northern Regions", he bowed slightly, "That's okay, you can put it down...... I don't care about this thing, but if I don't accept it, won't I be afraid of the people in the northern region?"

"And these spirit beast meat," the spirit fairy continued to make offerings, he made his own opinion, and raised the compensation to 30,000 spirits, of course, he didn't dare to swallow it alone, "It's also my mind." ”

"Take it. Chen Taizhong waved his hand and spoke impatiently, "I will be rare?"

"Look at this atmospheric ...... It's worthy of the anger of scattered cultivation!" This spirit immortal didn't mind his indifference. Instead, he smiled and stretched out a thumbs up, "Compared to some masters who shamelessly snatch other people's things, it's not a little bit stronger." ”

Guo Baozong and Master Ji drooped their eyelids, but they didn't hear this.

However, this spirit fairy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he directly gave two immortal extermination crossbows to the two immortals, he said with a smile. I can't use this stuff either, you can bring one for self-defense.

Such a gift. No one can refuse, and no one wants to have something more to save their lives, so this immortal named Cheng Zhan Huang has gained the friendship of two immortals.

He also took out some beast meat and spirit valley. Gifted to others, although the amount taken out was not much, but in the entire team, except for the two fighters, no one was dissatisfied with him, and successfully defused a possible crisis of confidence.

Of course, what he was most concerned about was the anger of Sanxiu, which was the thigh he had to hold.

There is no day or night in the netherworld. After everyone rested for a while, some people began to cook, although they were all cultivators. However, the spirit valley and beast meat can effectively replenish physical strength and aura.

Cheng Zhanhuang also cooked by himself, and after he was done, he sent it to Chen Taizhong and asked Chen Shangren to enjoy it slowly.

Chen Taizhong was not very repulsed by this, after eating and drinking. He also took out the tea to brew, looking leisurely.

He can indeed relax. Seven more people have been added to the team, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

"Good tea," Lin Tingtao walked over with a smile, his nose twitching, "The aroma is ethereal, light and timeless, and full of aura, can you bring me a cup?"

"Good eyesight," Chen Taizhong glanced at him lightly, "It's the Seven Leaf Needle of the True Meaning Sect, why don't you have a drink?"

"You are willing, of course I will drink it," Ma Zhenren also walked over slowly, "I drank a lot of this thing in the True Meaning Sect, but I forgot to bring it." ”

He's not blindly unapproachable, but his personality is a bit extreme - if he is really a madman, he is in charge of a faction?

The three of them drank tea very casually, and the other cultivators only watched from a distance, and their eyes were full of envy - the seven-leaf needle is known as the top tea in Western Xinjiang, which not only tastes good, but also contains a lot of aura.

Although the team has expanded, in fact, it is still the three of them who talk about things, and this is something that cannot be envied.

"We must speed up the search for cultivators," Ma Zhenren said worriedly, "The soul beasts are all learning to use the soul flags." ”

The dementor banner is the black banner taken by the soul beast at that time, this should be from the Fenghuang realm, and the ghost cultivation vein of the Fenghuang realm has long been cut off - it is too yin, but the production method of the dementor banner has been handed down.

This thing,Can carry out divine thought attacks,And create illusions,When fighting,It's not small.,Especially the True Intention Sect.,Sect that focuses on divine thought attacks.,There are a lot of people who use the soul flag.。

For example, the immortal surnamed Feng who once spread wild at the gate of the Haoran faction, his natal magic weapon is the soul deterrent bell, although it is not a soul flag, but the principle is similar.

"Let's rest for half a day," Chen Taizhong glanced at the newcomers, "I feel like they haven't eased up yet." ”

That's for sure, after fighting day and night for seven or eight days, the physical, spiritual and spiritual strength are too much overdrawn, and it can even be said that the foundation is basically injured, and if you want to heal completely, it will take at least a month or two.

But in the battle, if you don't have such conditions, it's enough to temporarily replenish your physical strength and spiritual power.

Lin Tingtao nodded and expressed his support, "I'll calculate the direction we are going in a while." ”

"Don't you, don't you?" Hearing this, the madman couldn't spit out the tea in his mouth, and he said with a bitter face, "You spare everyone, okay?"

"I don't have anything to say to you coarse person," Lin Tingtao glanced at him lightly, "Anyway, Master Chen will support me, right?"

"You two toss, don't count me," Chen Taizhong waved his hand and spoke impatiently.

Ten hours later, everyone set off again, still in the direction designated by Lin Tingtao.

The reason is very simple, the madman didn't know which way to go, he fought hard for a moment, and then threw a stone at random, and when the stone hit the ground, the sharp corners pointed in the direction from which it came, which was really the worst direction......

In the next four or five days, everyone only encountered some weak alien races and harvested some loot, Lin Tingtao couldn't help but be proud, and said that if you follow the path I chose, it will definitely be no problem.

The horse madman didn't quarrel with him, but after each battle, he sent the loot in time.

The seven cultivators who joined later were deeply touched by this, especially the five spirit immortals, who directly turned their gratitude into action - every time they fought, they all rushed to kill, and according to their respective cultivation and strengths, they spontaneously formed a battle group.

Master Ji saw this scene in his eyes, and he really didn't feel good in his heart: when he was with the army, he was wise and wise to protect himself one by one, and now he seems to have too much aura, and he rushed to kill without his life, which is really warm and cold.

He secretly complained to Guo Baozong, and Guo Shangren felt that his idea was a bit incorrect, people died for money, birds died for food, and rewards and punishments were clear, which should be an inevitable result.

However, after all, the other party is a companion of the army, and Guo Baozong didn't say anything, but said with a smile that these people would earn this little bit of scattered spoils, and when they met a really strong alien race, they had to rely on the army or a high-level cultivator.

His words seemed to carry a curse, and after two meals, the team met the big guy.

There is no day or night in the Netherworld, and it is generally difficult to use the number of days to be instantaneous, especially when the time is relatively short.

In order to maintain the concept of time, Ma Maniac insisted that every twelve hours, there should be a meal time, and after the meal, he had to rest for three hours.

Of course, everyone eats by himself, and whoever doesn't want to eat is up to him, but he can't hinder the right of others to eat.

Lin Tingtao was puzzled by this, but Guo Baozong explained out loud - it is necessary to maintain the concept of time, especially in the netherworld where time cannot be felt obviously.

The power of habit is very scary, once the concept of time is slowly lost, it is likely that everyone will reach the life span before you know it, so you must be vigilant against the occurrence of this kind of thing.

For such an explanation, the madman expressed a certain appreciation, "You kid is not particularly straw bale. ”

As the former head of the sect, he had a wide range of visions and grew older, so he knew that there was such a statement.

But ordinary cultivators really don't want to get this level, and listening to the high-ranking immortals in this army tell him about his intentions, he is a little proud—understand, right? I did this in a disciplined way.

So the time for two meals is about two days.

The first thing that discovered that something was wrong was the spirit immortal who was in charge of the investigation, the second-level heavenly immortal who flew in the front folding space, and did not find anything unusual, but the spirit immortal who followed behind suddenly startled a few vines and rolled towards him fiercely.

The spirit immortal was also alert enough, and he did not completely relax because there was a Venerable Master in front of him to explore the way, and as soon as he was attacked, he sacrificed a low-level spirit rune of fire attribute, and then took out the flying spirit weapon, and flew upwards lifelessly.

This time, they encountered an unusually large Ito community, with tens of thousands of Ito roots and an area of hundreds of miles.

Because there were three cultivators with real combat power, as well as six immortals, after a short discussion, everyone decided to attack this Ito community.

It is said that although Ito can move slowly, he is still generally a plant attribute, and the conquest of the Netherworld is to find a foreign cultivator to fight, so there is no need to attack such a large number of plants.

People who think this way ignore one point, the cultivators of the Fenghuang Realm come to fight, not only to defend their hometown, but also for their interests, tens of thousands of Yin Qi stones are in front of them, who can give up?

Since the definition of dimensional warfare is the predatory exploitation of resources, it would be a sin to give up in the face of such a large amount of wealth, and it would be ...... The enemy who is dead is the best enemy.

Just like in the several plane wars that the Fenghuang Realm has encountered, unarmed mortals are still the targets of killing by alien races, and the battle between planes and civilizations has always been bloody.

This battle lasted for more than 90 days, and this was still in the later stage, and everyone's cooperation became more and more skillful, otherwise it would take at least twice as long to end this battle.

Of course, more importantly, after the fight, the number of Terran cultivators increased more and more.

(Add more to, summon a monthly pass recommendation ticket.) (To be continued)