Infinite Cultivation of Immortals Chapter 695 The Diligence of the Old Man

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Stinky and rotten swamp. No one can endure it for long.

The crowd that had completed the rescue mission quickened their pace. Finally two days later. Out of the swamp.

But. Not far from the swamp. Everyone was shocked by the shape in front of them again...... Great arrival to support the author!

How to say. A mountain range of two thousand meters high is evenly arranged. Cut the big one into countless valleys.

The width of the valley. It's the distance between the mountains and the mountains. Foot ** wide inside.

The width of each valley. That is, the distance between the mountain range and the = vein. It's all about the same width.

The five flew sideways at the entrance to these veins for a while. Fly a hundred miles away.

The end of these valleys and mountains is far away.

A few estimates. These valleys are seven or eight miles wide. I'm afraid there are hundreds.

These mountains and valleys. The arrangement is so neat. One immediately thinks of where they came from.

"Are these mountains and valleys. Is it artificial?"

Zhu Yi was shocked to ask this sentence......

No one answered.

zuihou。 Only Widona spoke.

"Quite possibly. I've read the books of the church. Say this Skyscraper Ridge Mountains. It was gathered by ancient demons. ”

Widona's face was full of curiosity. Look at the valleys and mountains.

It's like a travelogue with more girls. Suddenly came to the party recorded in the travelogue. Whether the party who can't care about it is as dangerous as recorded in the books.

Rather, it is to be confirmed first. The scenery of the party. and those recorded in travelogues. What's different......

The little gang of old money was speechless again.

No way. If it's really artificial. That shapes these mountains and = valleys. How powerful does Liliang need?

The risks that lie in these mountains and valleys are ~

Can anyone tell.

Several people's scalps were numb.

The height of the mountains as seen. shape and valley width. It's almost all the same.

Within the valley. There are small dirt bags. There are also depressions.

The trees are not very lush, and there are strange rocks in the area.

"Strange. The trees here are not very old. Only about 100 years at most. You don't find it. ”

Flying a hundred miles horizontally. Explored the old money of the ** valley. Suddenly I found out that there was something wrong. Here and the swampy as well as the dense forest before the swamp. should belong to the same original. There are no human beings.

The swamp is before the Mao-forest. A large tree hugged by several people. It's as straight as a stone on the side of the street. Everywhere.

But they swept over the ** valley mouth. As far as the eye can see. At a depth of more than ten miles. All the way to the turn of the valley:. I didn't see a single tree that was more than two people hugging together.

Isn't that true? Is that too much? The soft-shelled turtle heard Lao Qian's suspicions. Deliberately placed a thick tree where two people hugged together. Count the rings. Ninety-one annual rings!

It really hasn't been more than a hundred years.

"My judgment about trees. Do you still need to be suspicious?"

Lao Qian still has to confirm his judgment for the soft-shelled turtle, and his eyes are rolling.

If you can't even tell this. Then I have been a wood-based liliang mysterio for many years. All cultivated to dogs?

Relying on the phantom's stealth tracking. The five of them finally determined the valley that Master Jīng and his party had entered. One followed in.

At this point. Even if it's old money. It also completely lost track of the Ao Raccoon breath. I can only press the treasure on the group of Jīng Spirit Mage. Take a step. That's a step.

At night, a few people randomly found a shelter from the strange rocks. Just take a break.

Hundreds of valleys are in sight. A monk who stalks like locusts. Immediately they also scattered into various valleys.

And the old money they entered a valley of monks. It can already be described in a few words.

Even if there are tens of thousands of monks tracking them. Scattered in hundreds of valleys - there are only a hundred people in one valley. Two hundred.

It's hard to find any stone you dodge into.

A few people had just set up the stove. A simple dinner with Vidona's grilled sauce.

In spite of being a simple dinner. But. There is hot soup. A few people were also very happy eating.

There are girls with material. It's just different.

"Such a haode girl. You don't want either. You're really hairy in a thatched pit-~ stinky and hard. ”

The soft-shelled turtle finished the hot soup. Patted his belly. Said to the old money seriously.

"It seems. To conquer a man's heart first. Conquer his stomach first. Not at all. How. Conquered. I support. ”

Old Qian smiled heartlessly.

The soft-shelled turtle shook its head.

"People don't look down on it. A corpse demon - it's scary to say. ”

In order to survive. As an authentic Xuanmenzi. but stole the core of the silver armor corpse left by the master. Joined the corpse demon column that he usually chases.

Now the level is higher. There are many skills. Survival is no longer a problem.

The soft-shelled turtle recalled the choice of the year. But there is one: just a sense of vicissitudes that have been lost at that time.

"What's wrong with the corpse demon?

You want your little brother to get back up. Those low-ranking friars. Just say it. Auto-throw. How much. Just as many. ”

Don't pretend to be so bad

It looks like he's really old.

Lao Qian is very disdainful of the vicissitudes of soft-shelled turtles.

"Alas. Widona is a girl. You'll regret it one day. ”

The soft-shelled turtle looked at the old money's head. It's really a dead stone. I know that no further persuasion is ineffective.

"It's really turnip greens. Each has his own love. ”

The soft-shelled turtle shook its head again

This shook his head. There was a little star in the distance that seemed to be floating in the sky.

"What about people!"

With the soft-shelled turtle low exclaimed. Several people turned their heads. Look at the sparks in the distance.

This spark. Presents a deep blue face. It's hard to tell in the dark.

What's more. This blue sè sè spark of fire. It flew in the direction where several people were.

Including Widona. Several people are jǐng ti lai

Each sè spiritual power surrounds the body of several people. It's like a ribbon of stars.

Widona's whole body glowed with a faint white sè and prepared to fight.

Only old money. There was a little movement in the whole body.

A few people looked at Old Qian strangely. I don't understand him, as if there is no movement at all.

"Soft-shelled turtles. Do you remember Natami from the trial?"

Old Qian cocked Erlang's legs. Zai Yu said.

"What? Is it him?

No wonder I saw the two clouds fighting that day. The triangle -- I always feel so familiar. ”

The soft-shelled turtle said the word triangle. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Widona. The words below are not spoken.

The Heavenly Star is a plane controlled by the Lord God of Biyu. Things from the back then. It's not appropriate to say more in front of Widona.

This blue flame floated in the air. Jumping.

From time to time, I wandered around and stopped in a few directions. Then fly away.

Old money they know. Here are some of the others. Staying.

Blue Sè Flame searched the hidden spots of several other monks in succession. flew in the direction of Lao Qian and the others.

There was also a distance of more than 300 meters, and Lao Qian and the others felt the air.

The light of the navy sè. It's like a monk's thoughts. Scanning an area of the valley.

Shine on the body. Feel a faint heat that is not detectable.

In a valley where the distance for the transmission of divine thoughts is limited. The transmission distance of light. And there are not many restrictions.

But. The degree of cultivation of Lao Qian and the others in the mysteries of the light system. It's still far from there. A step that controls light waves to detect the shape of an object.

Old Qian was secretly shocked in his heart. Even his own light system "showing off" Xuan Ao only controls the flickering of light waves. to confuse each other's minds.

Is this a lot of mi. The attainment of the mysteries of the light system. Have you reached such an incredible step?

To know. Bats emit sound waves to detect each other's position and shape.

The speed of the sound wave. Only three hundred and forty-three meters per second.

The monk sent out his thoughts. Target measurement.

The speed of divine thought. A monk of the lower ranks. Only tens of meters per second.

To the level of old money. The speed of the Divine Thought-second was only about two thousand meters.

Even so. A flying sword attack that is too long. For example, hundreds of miles. Even if it's attacking a stationary target. Lao Qian's divine thoughts couldn't control the flying sword to attack so accurately.

If the goal is to exercise. It would be in vain not even to think about it.

The heat of this dark blue sè is in the Sky Ridge where the divine mind is severely restricted. It can scan a distance of more than 300 meters. Is it a variant of the light or fire?

The moment when the blue sè flame flew towards a few of them.

Old money found. I don't even care much about the people in this blue flame. What exactly do you want to do?

What Old Money cares about. This dark blue sè of the thermal glow. Is it a variant of the light or the fire mystery?

With the approach of the blue sè flame. The blue sè flame is really big |- also shows up.

It's the size of a person.

A figure. Emerges from the blue sè flames.

This figure. Redhead. Dao Lan sè's sword eyebrows. Slightly xiangshang provoked.

The bridge of the nose is towering. Extremely thin lips.

and the impression of the year in the mind of the old money. Nothing has changed.

It's just that. Between the eyebrows. No longer the arrogance of the past. It's much calmer.

Arrogant spirit. It can't stand the polishing of the years.

Me too.

Old money in the heart

Energetic when he was young. After seeing countless strong people who kill people without blinking. It's been almost grinded.

"Brother Qian, have I paid it back? It's been a long time. ”

Tami cracked his teeth at the old money. Then it came.

Old Qian had a smile on his face. 'Measure Tami

What the hell is a bird thing? Let a monk who has always been proud. Meet and smile?

Old money remembered. When we meet in the Aojinmu trial scene. Tamiko has always been so proud. Putting on a stinking face.

At a glance, you can tell that it belongs to the rich second generation. The kind of people who are hard in the background of the third generation of you.

"Huh. I'm on the surface. There is a saying. It's called being courteous for nothing. If it's not jiān, it's a thief. ”

Lao Qian did not answer with a voice. Instead, he said casually.

As soon as these words came out. Tami's face. There was a flash of embarrassment.