Chapter Eighty-Nine: Fragments of Moding

The fog in this altar is not too thick, Wang Cheng looked around, faintly able to see some outlines, and as he was walking, his expression suddenly moved, and his eyes immediately condensed at his feet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But soon, he frowned slightly, and his gaze was blurred when he looked at his feet.

The light in this misty space was extremely dim, almost pitch black, Wang Cheng groaned, his divine sense suddenly swept down, and he immediately noticed an object.

At that moment, he cultivated for a moment, and the spirit control technique used to grab the object under his feet in the air, and when it floated in front of him, he looked at it again, and immediately saw a black fragment half the size of a palm.

The fractures around this fragment are extremely irregular, as if they were grabbed by someone, and there is a hint of antiquity on it.

Wang Cheng glanced at the fragment a few times, and in his inner contemplation, the spiritual power in his body moved, and a piece of it poured out of his hand, and immediately drilled into this inky black fragment.

The spiritual power poured in, directly through the ink-black fragment, and after turning around on it, it returned to Wang Cheng's body, and the ink-black fragment in mid-air did not change in the slightest.

After a little silence, Wang Cheng grabbed the inky black jade slip, and suddenly a cold feeling came from his hand.

Wang Cheng's eyes showed thought, this inky black fragment seemed to him to be a fragment of some kind of magic weapon, but this magic weapon was too long, and judging from this fragment, it should have lost its spirituality at this moment.

Looking at the ink-black fragment again, Wang Cheng groaned slightly, put the ink-black fragment into the storage bag, and after looking around, his divine sense was cautiously spread around, and he walked forward again.

Wang Cheng's speed is not fast, in this misty space, there is a possibility of accidents in the future, and in half an hour, he walked out of a distance of nearly 100 zhang.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, a black shadow suddenly flew from the side and fell into his hand.

Glancing at the black shadow in his hand, Wang Cheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of brilliance, and the black shadow in his hand at this moment was another inky black fragment.

Without thinking, Wang Cheng patted the storage bag and took out the inky black fragment in the storage bag, and the two fragments were combined by him, and immediately formed a large fragment.

The two ink-black fragments were combined to form this large fragment, Wang Cheng looked at it with blazing eyes, and immediately saw a trace of outline.

At this moment, he had already determined in his heart that this inky black fragment must be a magic weapon fragment.

This magic weapon is extremely ancient, and in Wang Cheng's opinion, this ink-black fragment is likely to be a black tripod.

This kind of tripod magic weapon appeared in ancient times at the earliest, and with the development of the cultivation realm over the years, this kind of tripod magic weapon is extremely rare.

Wang Cheng naturally knew this, looking at this ink-black fragment at the moment, although there was still no spirituality on it, he faintly felt that if he could gather this ink-tripod fragment, it was very likely to obtain an ancient treasure.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and after thinking for a while, his expression showed a touch of decisiveness, and at the moment, he continued to move forward, and his divine consciousness was released without reservation, surrounding a range of more than ten zhang around.

Frowning slightly, Wang Cheng suddenly found that his divine consciousness seemed to be within this misty space, and it seemed that it could only emanate to a distance of twelve zhang.

Glancing at the surrounding fog, Wang Cheng groaned, walked forward again, he carefully paid attention to the surroundings, and walked out of dozens of zhang again, his eyes moved, his body turned slightly, after walking out of a few zhang, the underground body picked up an object from the ground, and after sweeping his eyes, he took out the large fragment composed of two inky black fragments again.

"Three pieces...... There are about twenty-seven fragments in this ink tripod. Wang Cheng looked at the large fragment composed of three ink-black fragments in his hand, and his expression showed a hint of excitement in his inner thoughts.

Nine times out of ten, this ink tripod was an ancient treasure, his eyes flickered, and he continued to walk forward, and when his divine sense was scattered around, he observed every corner of the surroundings very carefully.

A few hours later, in a corner of this space, Wang Cheng obtained a fragment again, and the four fragments were combined by him to form a shape similar to half a dingdi.

After putting the fragment away, Wang Cheng walked forward again, during which he changed several positions, and after a few more hours had passed, he obtained another fragment.

At that moment, he took out the large fragment in the storage bag again, but the next moment, he frowned slightly, and suddenly found that the fifth fragment could not be combined with this Ding Di fragment.

Obviously, this fifth fragment is not at the bottom of the tripod, but in another location of the ink tripod.

Wang Cheng thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of another possibility.

The previous four pieces were scattered sequentially, and this fifth piece was clearly off the rails...... It's likely that someone else is collecting the fragments.

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng's expression showed a hint of caution, according to his guess, this misty space was inside the altar, and this altar obviously existed only to him.

Thinking of those few Jiedan monks, Wang Cheng's inner caution and vigilance were a little stronger, at the moment, he did not stay in place, after putting away the fragments, he restrained his breath, and then continued to walk forward.

This time, Wang Cheng walked extremely carefully, he couldn't resist the random blow of the old man in black before, if he encountered it in this misty space, his fate would definitely be inescapable, and when the other party waved his hand, he would die without a burial.

After a few days passed, Wang Cheng gradually saw some traces of monks, he was more cautious in his heart, and after three days, he suddenly stopped his pace, and his divine consciousness flew out of a distance of twelve zhang silently, and words came into his ears.

"Little junior sister, I am sincere to you, if you dare to resist, you will not blame Senior Brother for being ruthless. ”

There was a bit of playfulness in this voice, and the next moment, in the exclamation of a soft voice, a sound of tearing clothes sounded, which clearly fell on Wang Cheng's ears.

"Senior brother... You...... Don't..."

The soft voice sounded again, it sounded flattering, but with a hint of struggle in it.

"Hehe, little junior sister, you fell for the desire to disperse that I bought in the Hehuan Sect, if you can't get the yin and yang intercourse within three hours, you will be burned to death, I advise you not to resist. ”

Wang Cheng listened silently, he showed a hint of strangeness, glanced at the direction where the voice came from, and after a little thought, he still planned not to interfere with other people's good things, and when he was about to leave at this moment, the soft voice sounded again with a little struggle at the moment.

"Fellow Daoist save me!"

The voice was not too loud, but it clearly fell into Wang Cheng's ears, Wang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to walk forward, ignoring the shouts on the side.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly flew and stabbed straight towards Wang Cheng.

"Boy, since you're here, leave me the storage bag. ”

A voice with a sneer sounded, and a disheveled young man suddenly flew out of the mist on the side and came to Wang Cheng at this moment.

Wang Cheng's expression was as usual, and his divine sense swept away, and he immediately saw the cultivation of this young man in the middle stage of foundation building, and with a sneer in his heart, he pointed at the cold mang with his right hand, and suddenly the cold mang shook, revealing a high-grade flying sword inside.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with coldness, he stepped forward, grabbed the top-grade flying sword directly with his right hand, and pinched it hard, the flying sword immediately emitted a mournful sound, and then broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

All this is slow to say, but in fact, it all happened between the lightning and flint, the moment Wang Cheng crushed the flying sword, his divine sense burst out, and after sweeping at the young man, the other party immediately let out a miserable scream, his head exploded, and the red and white things were scattered on the ground, and a foul smell immediately filled the surroundings.

The next moment, Wang Cheng made a move with his right hand, and two storage bags flew from the waist of the young man's body, and after he checked them one by one, he didn't find any fragments of Moding on this side, and after a little groaning, he took out dozens of gray jade slips in it, and then his expression showed a trace of excitement and crushed them all.

Suddenly, those gray lights that no one could see immediately flew out, and after a long time, Wang Cheng groaned, and suddenly heard the old voice.

"Sacrifice forty-three pieces of jade, and give you four times to escape. ”

As this voice sounded, Wang Cheng's eyes immediately flashed, and when he looked at the mist, it seemed that he only needed to move his mind to go to a place three hundred zhang away.

His eyes showed thought, this empty escape four times is equivalent to moving in this misty space four times, and the distance each time is obviously only three hundred zhang, but even if it is like this, being able to teleport in this space is itself an extremely unheavenly thing......

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and glanced not far away, a Miaoman's figure appeared in front of him.

Although this figure was blurred in the mist, the delicate figure still appeared very clearly in front of him.

Sighing slightly, Wang Cheng couldn't help but think of Chen Zhiyan, and he left a storage bag with emotion. There were several pieces of women's clothing in the storage bag, which were obviously the other party's storage bags.

"Don't go...... I'm in the middle of it, please ...... Fellow Daoist save me......"

As these words came out, Wang Cheng's expression changed, and he glanced at the Miaoman figure who was walking towards him, and at this moment, he groaned slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, a cold qi was formed, which instantly integrated into the other party's body, suppressing a hot and dry air, and then his divine sense swept again, and when it poured into the other party's body, a stream of light red gas emanated from the other party's body.

At the same time, this Miaoman figure had fallen into Wang Cheng's arms, and Wang Cheng suddenly felt a smooth red fruit body groping on his body.

His heart was calm, and at this moment, his divine consciousness poured out again, and he intensified his efforts to force out all the hot breath in the other party's body.

At this moment, the Miaoman figure in his arms emitted an irrepressible moan, which was extremely seductive, but Wang Cheng was expressionless about it, and at this moment his body took a few steps back, without looking at this person, and turned to leave.

The delicate body trembled a little, and then exhaled deeply, feeling that the desire in the body had been forced out, she picked up the storage bag on the ground at the moment, and after quickly getting dressed, she looked at the direction of Wang Cheng's departure, she was slightly stunned.