"It's a demon lizard horned python!" an outer disciple exclaimed.

A group of disciples were in chaos.

"Demon lizard horned python?" Luo Chen frowned.

He could see it clearly, and the culprit was a snake like a lizard, with a single horn on its head, a long reptile with a strong breath and an action like electricity. In an instant, more than a dozen outer disciples were poisoned.

"Senior Brother Lin, you go and kill that demon lizard horned python!" Ge Changkong shouted.

"Good. "A Spirit Root Realm disciple's figure flashed, and in an instant, he rushed in front of the horned python, and a sword light struck down.

"Poof!"

The demon lizard horned python spewed out a mouthful of poisonous mist, and stubbornly resisted the sword light.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, under the swamp, a sword flashed, hitting this Senior Brother Lin.

"Ah......" Senior Brother Lin screamed, his waist separated, blood mist splattered, he fell into the swamp, and died.

"Poof!" the lizard-horned python burrowed into the swamp.

"Who?" exclaimed.

Obviously, there is a monk who plots against the monk surnamed Lin.

Those who can kill a Spirit Root Realm cultivator with one blow will naturally not be lower than this realm.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, and all the cultivators have suspended the attack formation, and they are vigilant against abnormalities one by one.

All around, there was silence.

Everyone was uneasy.

Under the poisonous swamp, it was a blind spot for everyone, and even the consciousness of the spiritual root realm cultivator could not monitor all the changes under the swamp.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed and disappeared into a swamp somewhere.

"Ahh

With a scream, a column of blood sprayed thin.

"Buzz ......"

The sword light flashed back, but it was Luo Ziya who made a move, and a storage bag was swept back by the sword light.

"Alright, there will be no more ambushes around this swamp, so let's continue. Luo Ziya said lightly, and continued to attack the formation first.

Seeing this, the spiritual root disciples looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and finally started one after another.

After a crackling roar, the formation finally shattered like a mirror with a "pop", turning into a dissipation of a little light.

"Okay, the formation has broken ......" Ge Changkong was overjoyed and was about to enter, but suddenly, his face sank like water.

Not far away, there was a flash of inspiration.

More than a dozen Spirit Root Realm cultivators controlled the light of the weapon.

"It's a hunting group. "A Spirit Root Realm disciple had an ugly face.

"Prepare for battle. Ge Changkong said in a low voice.

The Spirit Root Realm flashed and stopped in front.

"Haha, there is indeed a treasure here, everyone, there is a way to meet and divide half, how about everyone working together to develop this place?" a bald man laughed, very insincere inquiry.

All the people in the hunting group are looking at their horses. Obviously, this man should be the leader of this hunting group.

"Hmph, I've worked hard to break through the formation, you want to just take half of the treasure out of thin air, aren't you daydreaming?" Ge Changkong's face sank and he said angrily.

This time, more than 30 outer disciples were lost, and one inner disciple fell. It's a good treasure hunt, and it's evolved so far, and the hunting group still wants a piece of the pie, how can he not be angry?

"Brother Luoshi, join forces to destroy them. Ge Changkong drank in a low voice, and suddenly raised his hand, and a fire feather fan appeared in his hand, emitting bursts of extremely shocking flame fluctuations.

Fireworks fan!

"Boom!"

Ge Changkong fanned out, and in a sharp chirp, a fire crow near the foot appeared, spraying a thin fireball to attack the hunting group.

"Just what I want!"

Luo Ziya laughed loudly, and threw the spirit sword into the air, one turned into two, two turned into four, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it also attacked the hunting group.

"Buzz!"

The rest of the Spirit Root Realm disciples also took action one after another.

Although the mana of these spiritual root disciples has lost a lot, it is still enough to crush the hunting group. In an instant, seven or eight members of the hunting group were killed on the spot.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man hurriedly turned into a sword light and flew out. When the other two or three people saw this, they also scattered and fled.

"You're here, and you still want to escape?" Luo Ziya sneered.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The sword light flashed, dividing several sword qis, catching up with everyone in the blink of an eye, and slashing them one by one.

"Buzz ......"

The bald man was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, gritted his teeth, and hurriedly took out a cyan spirit rune and stuck it on his body.

"Whew!"

A strong wind blessed it, and it was far away in an instant.

"This is the talisman seal of the Immortal Dao World?" Luo Chen's eyes flashed.

"Hmph! Luo Ziya snorted coldly and recalled the spirit sword: "All the junior brothers have worked hard, these spoils will go to the junior brothers." ”

The disciples of the Spirit Root Realm were naturally all happy.

Ge Changkong swallowed several elixirs one after another, and his complexion improved a little.

"Brother Ge Shi, let's explore the treasure, right?" Luo Ziya asked him.

"Good. Ge Changkong nodded, waved his hand, and put away the fireworks fan.

"Let's go. Ge Changkong and Luo Ziya stepped into it first.

The disciples of the Qingluo Sect also followed one after another.

Although this place is the residence of the Xiuzhen family, it is not very magnificent, but it looks a little shabby. If it weren't for the protection of the Thousand Lights Golden Array, I'm afraid that no one would care about such a dilapidated place.

One after another, thoughts swept unscrupulously in the courtyard.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ge Changkong and the others were stunned.

In this mansion, there is actually a palace portal above it, densely arranged with prohibitions, and consciousness cannot invade it.

Obviously, it was probably the heart of the house.

When the time came, the crowd rushed to it.

"Boom!"

After a violent onslaught, the layers of forbidden aura above the hall collapsed one after another, and the portal was blasted open.

"Roar!"

As soon as the door opened, a burst of screams spread throughout the mansion.

"Whew!"

A black smoke rushed out, emitting an astonishing ferocious aura, and in an instant, it swept a Spirit Root Realm disciple into it.

The sound of fighting came out of it, and immediately, after a terrible scream, there was a "poof", and the dried corpse fell, and as soon as it touched the ground, it was shattered.

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Ge Changkong was shocked and angry: "Retreat, retreat!"

"Whew!" The black smoke swept the two Spirit Root Realm disciples into it again, and there was no sound.

"Boom!" Ge Changkong was furious, and the fireworks fan fell into his hand again, and a fan burst out, and the fire crow attacked and killed. But in a flash of black smoke, he avoided it.

"Bell!

Several Spirit Root Realm disciples released flying swords and slashed into black smoke, but they only heard the sound of gold and stone resonating.

"Damn! it's a skeleton ghost cultivator!" Ge Changkong scolded angrily.

This treasure hunt failed to the extreme.

Losing four Spirit Root Realm disciples one after another, whether the Qingluo Sect can tolerate him or not is still between the two, not to mention any true disciples, it can be said that the future is ruined!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Ge Changkong urged the fireworks fan one after another, which was completely a desperate way of playing.

"Do it!"

Luo Ziya screamed, with a wave of his sleeves, a bronze small tripod flew out, and a blue light erupted from the ding, which directly covered the black smoke, and pulled it down, and it was included in the small ding.

"Magic weapon?" Ge Changkong was stunned, and he was immediately overjoyed, but the next moment, he felt a pain in his back, and a spirit sword passed through his body.

"This ......" Ge Changkong was stunned, turned back in disbelief, and glanced at the person who made the move: "Senior Brother He, you ......"

"Hehe, Senior Brother He, I'm not Senior Brother He!" In the sneer, a green smoke appeared on the person who made the shot, and his body suddenly changed greatly, from a young man with a simple and honest face to a young man with a hooked nose who was thin and thin.

"Collect!" The hook-nosed youth sacrificed a gourd, and a blood-colored wolf shadow flew out and swallowed Ge Changkong in one gulp.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In the crowd, there was also a sudden change of shock.

The Qingluo disciples who came with Luo Chen in the same half cloud pass all turned into walking corpses and suddenly attacked their fellow disciples around them.

Several uncontrolled Spirit Root Realm disciples died in an instant.

Not only that, but what really shocked Luo Chen was that among the disciples who came with Ge Changkong, there were also people who rose up, unleashed fire snakes and golden swords to kill all directions, and slaughtered to their heart's content.

Spell!

It's actually a spell!

Spells are spells that can only be performed by disciples above the Spirit Root Realm. But these disciples, Luo Chen could clearly feel that they had not yet condensed the Yuan Shen.

What's going on here?

"Hmm, that's not right!" Luo Chen's expression suddenly changed, this was not like a spell, the power was far weaker than a spell, but it could easily slaughter a Gang Qi Realm cultivator.

Magic?

Not right either!

There is no such thing in magic.

For a moment, Luo Chen frowned.

The incident happened suddenly, and before Luo Chen could react, he was isolated.

"Huh?"

Luo Ziya's pupils shrank, and he looked at Luo Chen with some surprise.

"It's interesting, there are even fish that have slipped through the net. ”

"Hey, I can't imagine that you people in the Fallen Immortal Valley can be so reckless. The hook-nosed youth sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense, between us, we are just cooperating, acting in the Fallen Immortal Valley, and it is not your turn to count the Star Death Pavilion, between us, we just take what we need. Luo Ziya's face sank.

"To each his own, hehe, interesting, since that's the case, let's take the first step. The hook-nosed youth snorted coldly, and in a flash, he was about to leave.

"Want to leave, stay!" Luo Chen's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, a few faint lights flickered, falling around the hook-nosed boy.

"Click......"

Ten zhang in radius, all of them were cold, and they completely turned into a cold ice world.

Magic Array - Ice World!

Eagle Hook Nose, along with several Spirit Root Realm disciples, were trapped in it.

"What?" Luo Ziya's expression changed, and the spirit sword flashed, and he was about to be rescued.

"Your opponent is me. Luo Chen sneered.

"Stop him!" roared Luoziya.

He felt a pang of unease inexplicably.

More than a hundred disciples attacked strangely.

"Whew!"

Luo Chen waved his hand, and one after another magic arrays flew out.

The rudimentary magic array plate carried by the heart of the spirit wood was thrown out by Luo Chen in an instant, killing the disciples of the Gangqi Realm. And the real magic array is used to attack and kill the disciples of the Spirit Root Realm.

Everything was done in an instant.

"You ......" Luo Ziya was frightened.

Luo Chen approached leisurely: "Is Zhao Yunshan from your Fallen Immortal Valley? What is the relationship between you and Zhao Yunshan?"

"Who are you, how do you know this?" said Luo Ziya's expression changed drastically.

"Heh, answer me, I can spare you from dying!" Luo Chen smiled lightly.

"Daydream, give me death!" Luo Ziya was shocked, and a sword light flew out, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, attacking Luo Chen.