"Shut up, boy, Uncle Wang's name is something you can shout casually!" Before Senior Brother Zhou could answer, the triangular eye standing on the side suddenly shouted. The black knife magic weapon in his hand that emitted a strong smell of blood kept trembling and humming.

"Senior Uncle Wang?" Lin Quan's eyes narrowed, "It turns out that Wang Jian has successfully advanced to the condensation stage?"

"That's right, Uncle Wang is a genius, and he has advanced to the condensation stage as early as two years ago. Senior Brother Zhou said with honor. Then he also took out a long black knife that was as good as the triangular eye, and said triumphantly: "Boy Quan, for the sake of us from the Tiannan Su family, I will give you a chance to leave your last words, if not, die." ”

"How did you find out about me? I think you're cautious enough, why were you able to hide my spiritual sense and set up an ambush here in advance?" Lin Quan looked at the little mink that was still squatting on Senior Brother Zhou's arm, and his voice was a little hoarse.

This strange little mink demon beast clearly only has the strength of a first-order intermediate level, and he doesn't believe that this beast can have such an ability to defy the sky, not only can see through the disguise of the 'Hundred Illusion Mask', but also can complete an ambush in a place like the "Silver Stream" without alarming himself at all. There must be something in it that he didn't know.

Lin Quan felt that if he couldn't figure out this problem, he would always be at ease. Since Wang Jian was able to arrange this method this time, he would definitely encounter it again in the future.

"Well...... That's fine. Anyway, you're going to die soon, so Uncle Zhou will satisfy your curiosity. Senior Brother Zhou hesitated slightly, but he obviously didn't think that Lin Quan would be able to survive in this situation, so he was happy to explain. It only took a few words to leave and right, and he couldn't delay anything at all, not to mention that he also wanted to see Lin Quan's desperate expression after knowing the truth.

"I think you can guess half of it with your cleverness. Senior Brother Zhou reached out and gently stroked the little mink's back a few times, carefully putting it into the spirit beast bag around his waist, "This 'sniffing spirit mink' is born with a super sense of smell, especially the most sensitive to the smell emitted by the 'Hundred Days of Smoke', even if it is a hundred miles away, it can be accurately tracked. ”

"Hundred days of smoke?" Lin Quan gradually understood in his heart that this kind of thing should be a colorless and odorless special powder refined from "Thousand Smoked Flowers". Once you get into this kind of thing, except for demon beasts with special talents like the 'Sniffing Spirit Sable', even the old monsters of the Ning Dan stage will not be able to detect it. If you want to completely relieve the problem of '100 days of smoke', you can only wait quietly for 100 days and let it dissipate on its own.

"Whooping smoke with sniffing spirit mink rat...... This is indeed a good means of tracking!It's just that Lin still doesn't know anything, Senior Brother Zhou, how are you sure that there will be 'Hundred Days of Smoke' on your lower body? I don't think you should have the ability to splash this kind of thing on me when you enter the secret realm. ”

"Yes, in that case I would not have been able to cast 'Whooping Smoke' on you. However, what I can't do doesn't mean that you people from the Purple Void Sect can't do it either. Senior Brother Zhou smiled wickedly.

"You...... It can't be!"

Although he didn't want to admit it in his mouth, he already understood it in his heart.

Indeed, this "100-day smoke" is only valid for 100 days, and he has not had any contact with outsiders at all during this time. He didn't let anyone touch his body, so he was the only one who had the opportunity to do all this without making himself suspicious......

Thinking of this, Lin Quan's face suddenly turned extremely pale. If it was really him, then even if he could get out of the secret realm alive, it would be very dangerous. Unless he could advance to the condensation stage as soon as possible, in the eyes of that person, an ordinary condensation stage disciple like himself would simply be an ant to be kneaded.

"Now that you understand, let it be death. Lin Quan's angry expression made Senior Brother Zhou, who was full of resentment, very useful. After the goal was achieved, he didn't say much, glanced at the triangular eye, and then raised the black long knife and slashed at Lin Quan.

"Hehe, kid take his life!" As soon as Senior Brother Zhou's "Black Blood Knife" was shot, the triangular eye also followed. In order to get a good deal with the newly promoted condensate stage monk of this sect, of course he had to behave in front of Senior Brother Zhou.

With the same black blood knife and the same imperial weapon technique, in an instant, two blood-covered black long knives were like two strange pythons that chose people to devour, one left and one right, and outflanked Lin Quan at the same time.

The power of the two black blood knives that erupted at the same time was amazing, and the corners of Lin Quan's eyes jumped sharply.

Triangle Eye and Senior Brother Zhou have been brothers for many years, and they are friends with similar smells of wine and meat on weekdays. It is not once or twice to do this kind of murder and treasure grabbing, and it is no longer one or two times to bully more and less, and this joint effort to knock down is also quite well coordinated.

Without thinking about it, he unfolded his body and accelerated towards the demon monk guarding the beach. There is no way, the "Black Blood Abyss" is the first immortal cultivation sect in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and Lin Quan is very afraid of its signature magic weapon "Black Blood Knife". In contrast, the only way to open the gap is from the throat of the male duck of the evil ghost road. He wasn't sure that he would have to be on guard against attacks from behind while carrying two black blood knives, which were known for their powerful attacks.

"Quack quack...... Boy, you don't want to pass!"

Lin Quan's actions were exactly what they had expected, and the male duck was very calm about this. He first stretched out his left palm to raise the white bone shield, and then gently raised the skull stick in his right hand unhurriedly.

Under the destruction of the law, the eyes of the huge black skull at the top of the skull stick suddenly burst out with two clouds of green light, and the mouth full of Sensen's sharp teeth opened and closed and chewed wildly, and when it emitted a "gurgling", three ghost-like black mist erupted from its mouth. This ghost-like black mist seemed to be condensed by thousands of ghosts, and as soon as it was spit out, it rose against the wind, almost in just one or two moments, it became more than ten times larger, like three black clouds towards Lin Quan.

The male duck's voice that used two top-level "ghost weapons" at one time still did not stop, and under the control of his spiritual sense, the ground more than five feet in front of the male duck's voice bulged two large earth bags again, and then two white bone skeletons that exuded a thick ghost aura appeared like this.

Like the "Black Blood Knife" of the Black Blood Abyss, this skeleton frame called the "White Bone Servant Demon" is also a signature secret technique of the Demon Dao. They were good at burying the ground and quickly locked on to Lin Quan's figure as soon as they got out of the sand, and in a piercing "creaking" sound, they flexibly moved a pair of thick bone legs, stretched out their bone claws and outflanked Lin Quan left and right. In an instant, one person and two skeletons had formed a small pocket waiting for the prey to throw themselves into the net.

Under the deliberate arrangement of Senior Brother Zhou and the three of them, the male duck voice of the Evil Ghost Dao seemed to be the weak point of the entire encirclement, but it was not. The male duck voice, who already has two top-level "ghost weapons", is no worse than Senior Brother Zhou's personal strength, and the two "White Bone Servant Demons" whose strength is comparable to that of a Qi Condensing Great Perfection monk make him even more powerful. Therefore, in terms of comprehensive strength, the male duck voice is the strongest existence of the trio. As for his task, it is also very simple, that is, to do his best to drag the prey and wait for the joint efforts of Senior Brother Zhou and Triangle Eye to encircle and suppress.

Now, not to mention that Lin Quan was just alone, even if he faced three monks of the same rank at the same time, the male duck voice had absolute confidence to drag them all down. Before this, they had already used this tactic to bury more than 20 monks of the same rank one after another, and they made a small fortune very happily. Among them, there is even a careless thirteen-layer master.

The two skeleton shelves that came out of the ground did not surprise Lin Quan, he had already prepared and slapped the storage bag, and two puppet leopards made of ordinary iron and wood jumped out, and rushed forward fearlessly, knocking down the two skeletons at once, and then using the advantage of their length and weight to press them to the ground so that they could not move.

"Huh, puppetry?"

The male duck was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lin Quan, a disciple of the Purple Void Sect, to have two first-order top-level puppets by his side. However, he didn't worry too much about his rich fighting methods, and he casually gave the order to attack the two "White Bone Servant Demons", and then he focused all his attention on Lin Quan. At the same time, the black light flashed around him, and he simply put on a black spiritual power shield for himself.

His eyes were very vicious, and he could see at a glance that although this puppet leopard had good strength, the materials used were very ordinary. However, the "White Bone Servant Demon" he carefully cultivated was different, they were covered in bones that were difficult to damage even top-level magic weapons, and they could defeat them even if they were one-on-two, and I believe it wouldn't take long to tear those two puppets apart.

The male duck's voice was so cautious and cautious, Lin Quan couldn't help frowning, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He raised his right hand, and a flash of fire flew out of his sleeve. With just a single blow, the ghost-like black mist in the middle was completely burned into black smoke. Then it circled in the air and turned into a crimson sword that burned with raging flames all over its body, as wide as a door panel, and this sword was the "Flame Sword" that Lin Quan had obtained from Senior Brother Qiu.

The "Flame Sword" was worthy of being a top-level magic weapon of the fire system, and it gathered momentum in the air for a moment, and it conjured five red swords more than two feet long one after another, and slashed towards the head of the male duck with the momentum of thunder. In addition, with a slight tap of his left finger, a dark golden short spear that exuded powerful earth-based spiritual power also struck towards the heart of the male duck's throat like an arrow.

"Boutique top-notch magic weapon!"

"There are actually two of them?"

The power emitted by the Flame Sword and the Dark Gold Short Spear was obviously stronger than that of ordinary top-level magic weapons, and even Senior Brother Zhou and Triangle Eye, who were ten zhang away, felt their extraordinaryness for the first time. glanced at each other, and there was a hint of solemnity on each other's faces.

"Not good!"

The male duck voice, who is close at hand, is even more sympathetic. His expressionless zombie face showed a rare hint of shock. To this end, he did not hesitate to pour all his spiritual power into the skull stick and the white bone shield, and sacrificed them all, facing the sword and spear with all his might.

He knew very well that in this secret realm, anyone who could own two high-quality top-grade magic weapons at the same time was definitely a handicraft. Even if their strength is not comparable to the elite disciples of the various sects, they will never be much worse.