Zheng Zheng didn't dare to take too many risks, the speed of progress was not fast, and he would advance about fifty kilometers, and the situation he saw in front of him made him gasp countless breaths of cold air. On the red plain below, the earth cracked everywhere, just like the sword qi left dense scars after it had passed through, and the golden-red blood cement slurry kept boiling under the ravine. From a distance, it looks like a huge rhizome extending in all directions, forming a mysterious and shocking scene, especially because of the perspective relationship, from high to low, like a runic seal pattern, and like a wonderful array.

Hey?

What is that?

Zheng Zheng stared at the plain in the distance, where there was a bulging hill. On the top of the mound, there is a weapon that looks like a sword but not a sword. The head of the sword is in the shape of a plum blossom crystal, and it seems to have a recess. One side of the sword body is full of stabbing blood grooves, the other side is like wings, and the middle spine of the sword is full of blood-red rune streamlines, I don't know if it is corroded by demonic energy, or how it is born, the light flashes, and from time to time you can see a red mist being sucked into the weapon.

In the end, he was still under the sword stem, and saw two words as small as mosquitoes and ants: Murong.

Zheng Zheng suddenly remembered something, which he had learned from the resources that Dongfang Cloud had given him before he came.

The Murong family has a total of three treasures to suppress the clan movement.

The first piece: Haotian Thousand Layer Tower, which integrates attack and defense, has boundless power.

The second piece: Lingxian jade fat bottle, every certain time, can automatically condense a drop of immortal liquid, eat the hand, improve cultivation.

The third piece: Dayan Three Divine Sword, this is a sword known as the sword of the sword, the sword of the god of the sword, a sword out of the sheath, ten thousand swords worship.

In addition to the Haotian Thousand Layer Pagoda of the Murong Family, the Spirit Immortal Jade Fat Bottle and the Great Yan Ten Thousand Divine Sword have long been lost and disappeared, and according to Dongfang Yun's speculation, it is very likely that they are in the Star Demon Small Domain.

Could it be that this is the Murong family's lost Dayan Three Divine Sword?

Just when Zheng Zheng was guessing, there was a change in the lake stream.

Zheng Zheng's eyes widened infinitely, and they opened to the extreme in an instant, and his face was full of shock. In the blood plasma of the underground ravines, countless blood-red heavenly demons began to slowly emerge, each with two heads and four arms, and even more, two heads and six arms. The violent aura on his body, as well as the fluctuation of demonic qi that was not weaker than the middle stage of Jindan, made Zheng Zheng's skin numb for a while. This number is at least hundreds, not to mention thousands of low-level demon soldiers who are like locusts.

It's a lot of fun.

If this is to be entangled by the Heavenly Demon, unless the Yuanying Demon is used, the ten Zheng Zheng will also be torn to pieces and completely confessed here. Thinking of this time, he did not hesitate to move the Bai Qing Six-winged Dragonfly, turned around and fled.

There was a muffled roar behind him, and the Heavenly Demon Brigade chased after him with a scream as if they had found a delicious prey, and the whole scene was spectacular.

The Murong family didn't know what kind of situation they were going to face.

Murong Boxuan was very generous, and he didn't rob Changjian and a few people, but just looked at it and returned it to them. Just as he was about to move on, he suddenly heard a monk say, "Look, is that a painting of the North Mountain?"

Murong Boxuan squinted slightly and looked into the distance.

He has a bad impression of Zheng Zheng, a guy who left his companions without permission, at the most critical moment, who dares to guarantee that he will not leave everyone behind?

"Hey, what's behind the North Mountain painting?"

Hearing this doubtful voice, everyone stared into the distance.

The white-eyed six-winged fly was quite fast, forming a streamer of light in the air, and flew over like a lightning speed. And behind him, it was very much like a red cloud storm, pulling a long tail, and the demonic flames were vertical and horizontal, and the momentum was monstrous.

This is......

The next moment, Murong Boxuan, Boxiong and the others' faces changed greatly, and they shouted loudly: "Beishan painting, quickly change the direction, don't turn this way." ”

It's just that Zheng Zheng didn't seem to hear it, and still flew straight to this side.

"Prepare for battle. Murong Boxuan finally saw clearly what the red cloud storm behind Zheng Zheng was, it was densely packed with demon soldiers and demon generals, and there were so many of them that people talked about the tiger's color change, and there was a sense of fear in their hearts.

Fortunately, the old man was calm and spicy, and he made a decision that was worrying, but correct. Because at this time, there is no way to retreat and escape. Maybe it is possible for monks who are high in cultivation and good at speed to escape, but the vast majority of immortal cultivators will be escaped, and then fall into a situation of being surrounded and fighting alone.

And these people are the team that the Murong family has managed to pull up, and it is impossible for them to collapse or disappear so lightly until they get enough returns. As for this wave of Heavenly Demons, compared with the information he has obtained from the current observation, there should be no master who can compare with Yuan Ying or above.

Since there is none, then there is a fight.

Thinking of this, Murong Boxuan glared at Zheng Zheng fiercely, this kid is a troublemaker, and he wanted to abolish it directly, but seeing the huge dragonfly under his seat, he finally nipped this idea in the bud.

"Wind and thunder and fire wings, swords, snakes and dragons, four elephants, the Big Dipper, the nine palaces are one, and all the arrays are out. ”

"Respect the law. ”

Hearing the Great Elder's order, the Murong Family Immortal Cultivator almost instinctively shouted, and then stepped out of the thirty-six people, who stood in a strange four-way array. The movements are quite neat, the nine people in the east hold the flags of different colors, the nine people in the west sacrifice the same shape of the magic sword, the nine people in the south play the jade card with a strong aura, and as for the north, the nine star beads form a specific trajectory in the air and run freely.

Seeing that their cultivation is not particularly high, most of them are at the initial level of Jindan, but so many people join forces to set up a large array, which cannot be underestimated, and the mana that gathers quickly forms a unity in the air, and the qi and machine are connected, and the pearls and jade are combined.

Before Zheng Zheng arrived, his voice had already roared: "Great Elder Boxuan, Sect Master Changkang, I have a heavy discovery ,......."

After saying this, he slapped Bai Qing's six-winged fly hard, the six wings moved in unison, and the speed increased by one section again, and soon rushed into the defensive array set up by the Murong family.

"What did you find?" Hearing this, he was a little dissatisfied with Zheng Zheng, and suddenly his spirits lifted.

Zheng Zheng rode a dragonfly to him, and without waiting to take a breath, he spoke directly: "Back to the elders and sect masters, I found a bigger demon cave ahead, where it is suspected that there is one of the Murong family's heirloom treasures, the Dayan Three Divine Sword. ”

"What?"

Not only was Murong Boxuan dumbfounded, but even Boxiong, Changkang, Changze and others were shocked.

"Hahaha, the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes. ”

Murong Changkang looked up to the sky and smiled, suddenly jumped a few steps forward, and directly caught Zheng Zheng, his eyes were full of excitement and said, "Are you sure you are not mistaken?"

Zheng Zheng nodded, described in detail the shape of the sword he saw, and then said uncertainly: "It should be the Great Yan Three Divine Sword?"

"Yes, you can't be wrong. ”

"This is one of the two heirlooms lost by the Murong family. ”